Showing posts with label Queer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Queer. Show all posts

Saturday, 19 November 2011

Ahhhhhh Family!

So for those of you that know my mother, this won't be quite as shocking.  For those of you who don't know my mom, I apologize for what you are about to read. LOL!

So I had just caught Shelly(ex from way long ago) having an affair with some chick in our house.  I left her with the house because she was keeping the animals.  I wrote her a cheque for her up coming foot surgery, packed my car and left.  Being that I just made sure rent was paid and her foot surgery was paid, I was busted.

The phone is ringing. " Mom, I need to come home for a bit".  Mom was fine with it, especially because it meant Shelly and I were over.  Mom wasn't much of a fan after year one.  You also need to know that a family friend, Dyllon was staying at the house.  Take the gayest person you know and double it, that was Dyllon.

It took me about a week to settle in and find my own space in moms place.  I started figuring out what I needed to get back on my feet, mentally and financially.  One of the first things I wanted to do was to go get a new dick.  In no way did I want to put the old one in any one else, you couldn't boil it long enough.  Sorry to all you bio guys that are stuck with dirty ex yuck on your dick, lol.  So I went downtown and did some shopping.  I purchased a whole new get up, harness and dildo.  It was also the first time I went and bought one all by myself, lovers had always had input.

I got home and took my little black bag upstairs to my room and tucked it away.  I came back downstairs walked past my mom, who was in the livingroom on the computer.

Mom: Where were you?
Tye:  Shopping downtown
M:  what did get?
T: Just some personal things
M:  I want to see
T:  Mom, I went to the sex store!  Leave it alone.
M:  What did you get?
T:  Mom, come on, never mind
M:  Go get it, I want to see!
T:  You have to be shitting me, I am not showing you.  I went and got a cock!  I AM NOT SHOWING YOU!
M:  Go get it or I will go up there and get it myself.
T:  You won't!?!?!
M: I will go up there and get it AND find whatever else you have at the same time.

So as you can imagine, I could die!  If you know my mom you know this is true, she will do it.  There are no idle threats from her.  So I went upstairs and got my black bag, brought it downstairs and dropped it in her lap.  Now during all this, Dyllon was in the KItchen and yelling for my mom to just leave it alone.

After i dropped it in her lap I sat there on the couch and waited for the hell that was my life to unfold in front of me.  Mom opened the bag and pulled out my new cock!  She inspected it, waved it and approved it.  Then.......

She put it head first down her pants and out the zipper.  Leaving the base in her pants, essentially using her jeans as a harness.  There was my new dick being worn by my mother.  I'm going to die.

Dyllon at this time is head first in the fridge getting stuff out for lunch.  Mom gets up and walks up to the fridge door, which is open and between Dyllon and her.  He has no idea that she is wearing my dick.  As he shuts the fridge door my mother lunges at him.  He screams like a child, shrill and loud.  Then the chase takes place.  He is running through the house screaming with her running right behind laughing.  I am standing back in awe.  He makes a turn and heads for the door, outside and down the drive way he goes.  You can see the sense of relief on his face as he slows down and is laughing.  He is outside and safe, surrounded by neighbours that could be outside or outside at any second.  Then the terror on his face as mom runs outside and grabs him and gave him a couple quick pokes.  They both broke out into laughter as the situation ended.  Thankfully there was no one outside at that time.

That dildo sat in a drawer for a very long time.  I couldn't imagine using it and not thinking of this situation, I went a bought a new one instead.

Looking back, this has to be one of the funniest movies that plays in my head.  My relationship with my mom opened up so much after that.  I mean really, more of a friend thing then a mom/child thing.

I love you mom and I love that we are the friends that we are.  So many great times to come :)

Wednesday, 16 November 2011

Popping my Cherry!

So today is the first day of my Blogger life.  


I just did a talk up at SFU and then attended 3 tutorials.  One of the students asked "Do you have a Blog?".  I answered with the, I have nothing interesting to say and I'm not smart enough crap.  Then I thought about it on the way home and decided to get over myself. 


I'm not sure where this will lead or what direction I want it to go yet.  I have a lot of stories to share and I believe a wealth of knowledge.  Not book smart knowledge but life as we live it knowledge.  


So don't mind my grammar mistakes, the way I prattle on and get lost in a secondary story and I'll do my best to be as PC as possible.  


A bit about me.  I am a 38 year old Female to Male Transsexual(FTM), I started this process in my mid 20's.  I am in an unbelievably great relationship, we have nothing in common yet everything in common.  I am semi-retired and hope to stay that way, a stay at home Husbear!  We have 2 dogs, 2 cats and 1 featherless Parrot(due to stress).  We live in a great house that we rent, big enough for both of our crazy lives.  The dyke inside of me loves to build things and my Harley.  The fag inside me loves to decorate and rearrange my house. I identify as Queer, it suits me the best for how I feel.  I love men, I love women, I typically hang out in the gay mens world.  Okay, so enough about me.  You'll find out more, the more I write.


I'm hoping to tell you about current daily issues, facts and/or humorous situations.  You'll find a lot of me going back and telling you stories of past situations.  You will get the good, bad and ugly.  I'm hoping to find the lighter sided of even the heaviest situations.  Tell you some of the most awkward and hilarious things that have happened because of being trans.