Phases (all) boys go through?

[stickygirl]

Kubotaman - just you be careful getting in and out that loft!

 

[FGB]

Best as I recall when we were really young 4-7 age range us kids would dress up as adults and role play the daily insanity that was our home life.

Nothing sexual just kids being kids. Sure some cross dressing was involved and being kids we never thought twice about it.

Even this day and time for the life of me I can't understand the attraction of adults dressing like the opposite sex.

 

[Emmcee20]

Sending a PM

 

[NatashaluvBoris]

My brother and I thought it was extremely hilarious to put on my mother's bras over our shirts and run around the house in her platform shoes. But it was not sexual it was just funny and my mom would try to be mad but ended up laughing at us every time.

We would yell "We're wearing your broads!" because we had heard the word but obviously misused it.

 

[stickygirl]

Sending a PM

Thanks for your discretion MC - I'll PM you back later

And here's what I said:

Thanks for your PM and I've been really interested by the replies. I expected most people to have had similar experiences to yourself, but that's not been the case as you can see from this thread so far.

I too used to treat dressing up as a sexual thing to start with - I even made my own dresses. But in doing so I had a sense of disgust too, which I thought at first was just guilt about sex generally, but later realised it was disgust for having a penis at all.
Our bodies are flooded with so much testosterone at that age that it does weird things to our perceptions as much as to our bodies, but for me it served to bring everything into focus. Feelings I'd had for years about my gender were pushed into my conscious by that sexual urge.

To add to the confusion, my fantasies were male orientated and men became the object of my desire. I knew I wasn't gay - you just know these things - and happily the resources were online for me to uncover the truth: that I was transgender.

What followed then was a long period of denial and doubt but finally the pain of that denial became too much to bear and I was lucky that I have a supportive family to open up to. Very lucky - a lot of MtF girls have a terrible time, but that's a topic outside this discussion