I think this little experience in itself shows how very easily traditional roles are exchanged and how flimsy is their basis.
Dee pulled down my pink, silk panties very, very slowly: she did not want to reveal quickly the masculine reality underneath this obvious feminine symbol. As my cock and balls sprang into view, she gave an involuntary little quiver. She moved the steel bowl of hot water closer She brought forth her razorblade. Already, merely in anticipation, as much blood had surged into my cock as possible. She wore a white, filmy bra and panties; I wore nothing. She pushed my erection out of the way and began lathering my croth with cream. As she shaved, Dee stretched out my ballsac. She commanded me to lift my hips, and she spread my buttcheeks in order to shave between them. Around this point, pre-cum was drooling out of dickhead; I was writhing a bit out of frustration, wanting something--damn near anything--to penetrate. My flesh itself screamed for penetration. She jerked off her own ornamentation and kneeled nude before my prostrate form...the fan was spinning deliriously, wafting away the pungent mingled aromas of exitation emanating from the both of us. Shortly after I had become smooth, I could not take it anymore. I leaped off the bed and forced her to don a pair of off-white, rayon undies. Standing, I dry-fucked her tight between her solid thighs, for what must've been a good half an hour. As both of us were on the verge of orgasm--I knew her rythym so very well--I dropped her on her back on the bed. I pinned her arms to her sides and stared deep into her eyes, seeking the recognition and welcome of her suddenly altered status in relation to me. She nodded slightly and her pupils expanded. Needing no further encouragement I pounded my rod into her cunt. I did it, robotically, until she had cum 4 times; only then did I allow myself to have an orgasm. Exhausted we rolled away from each other and began laughing loudly...
Homo sum; humani nihil a me alienum puto -Terence 163 BC