Losing My Cherry

I went to a comic book convention when I was younger in a Wonder Woman costume. I loved dressing up as a super heroine in tight shiny lycra leotards and tights. I would wear my older sister's girdles, body briefs, and bras to mold my boyish figure. I was quite naive and did not consider myself gay. A comic book dealer lured me into his hotel room to buy some rare comics at a great price. He offered to give me some books if I posed for pictures in my costume and my underwear. After that, we had sex. It was my first time.

— Sonny, 46