I came out in middle school. I was always extremely flamboyant, and I never tried to hide my femininity or my homosexuality.

I lived alone with my mother, and she encouraged me to explore my feminine side. She taught me to do my makeup and took me shopping to buy girls' clothing.

When I turned 13 years old, she gave me my first (of many) sex talks. She took me to the doctor to start HIV control pills. When I asked her for sex toys, she purchased lube and dildos for me.

I know that most other gurls did not have a parent like mine. I watch many crazy moms and dads try to butch up their sons. My mom took in many gurls after their parents threw them out of the house when they discovered their son's makeup or gay porn or sissy porn.

During my teenage years, I stayed close with my mom; we were a team.

She encouraged to tell her about my sexual experiences. She talked to me about her boyfriends.

I never wanted a boyfriend in high school. I wanted to bring boys out of their closets and "on to my team."

This was a dangerous thing to do. A closet case can become violent when he realizes that he is gay.

As a teenager, I enjoyed the risk. My mom and I discussed the safest way to bring guys out: dress like a slut at parties, don't drink, and let guys approach me.

Get them excited and take them into a room. ALWAYS tell my girlfriends and gurlfriends where I am and what I am planning. Be extra careful after they cum!

I never had a guy get violent with me. I had the opposite problem. Closet cases wanted me to be their secret gurlfriend.

It did not take long for word to get out that I gave great blow job, and I spread my legs for any boy with a good-sized prick.

I started getting guys to come to my apartment -- when my mother was home.

They turned sheepish when they met my mother, but their sexual need was so great that they put on with a few minutes of humiliation.

Once we got into my room (with its paper-thin walls), I took control.

I had boys strip immediately, and I gave them the best blow jobs of their lives. Once they were hard as rocks and slipped a finger up their asses. Then I added another finger and another.

Once my fingers found their prostates, they lost control of their bodies, and they came like geysers.

Then, I would kiss them and feed them their cum.

After that. I would go to the bathroom and let them "digest" what had just happened.

Some boys were gone before I got back. Some boys were still in my room -- crying.

The best boys were lying on my bed on their stomachs.

I would bring these boys all the way out. I would get naked and put my tiny penis up against their faces. Some of them would give me a blow job. Others were emotionally immobilized, and I would need to take the next step.

I would ask them to tell me about their girlfriends. While they were talking about their girlfriends, I would inject lube into them. Then, I would plunge in a small vibrator, and I would turn them over to expose their hardons.

I never met a boy who could continue to deny his homosexuality at this point, but I always pushed them completely over the edge.

I got them talking about their gay fantasies, and I lubed up a horse cock sized dildo.

I would slowly start to fuck them while I jerked them off.

I would ask them my new friends if they were gay. I lost count of the number of boys who would scream "YES" as they came all over themselves.

After feeding them their cum, and I would cuddle with them. I would let them cry in my arms.

If they were nice, I would ask if they wanted to fuck me. I always fucked a new boy "cowgurl" style, so that I could cum all over their chests and faces.

After they eat my cum, and they are READY to begin a new life.

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This is where things get interesting.

Some boys broke up with their girlfriends immediately and came out as gay.

Some boys told their girlfriends about their homosexual experience and desires, and their girlfriends broke up with them.

Some boys became feminine! This was difficult to watch because a footballer in a miniskirt is not a pretty sight.

The best outcome they could hope for is to join the mainstream gay community as a masculine man and find an older boyfriend who would teach them about gay sex.

I LOVE MY CALLING!