Woody 01 - Sex Stories

Woody 01

Woody 01

So, hey there, I'm Woody and I've had the luxury of transitioning almost hassle free since as far back as I can remember and I love that for me. I mean, I had to insert the word "almost" in that statement, for sure, but for the most part, I've had it pretty easy since I've rarely been bashed or trashed and I'm pretty sure that's not the normal for people like me.

Another luxury I've always had is to be included in all the Reindeer games. I mean, technically, I have a crew and they have always treated me pretty well and maybe I don't sit in first class on my crew's airline flights, but I'm not in the last row either, so, I have little to complain about. And if it sounds like I'm complaining as my story goes on, I mean, drop me a comment on my Chang page and call me out then. But don't you dare say anything if I try to be more of the center of attention outside of my crew! We all have multiple sides of our lives and I deserve things exactly the same you as deserve them, so.

Also, tee he, don't you dare call me out for my failures because we all go through those learning curves too!

Anyways, my dark hair is courtesy of Millie at the Hair Salon and my fashion is courtesy of the day of the week it is and I wear the styles of Denim that I can comfortably wear and I actually wished that I had a spare set of legs because I do well in shorts, but it's a dream to stretch out the thigh seams of a pair of long leg jeans.

So, the reindeer games, right? You know, ...

... things like game days, group movie nights, hanging out on the Strip, tee he, in the nerd sections and crew activities like that. And my highlight here is that I might one of the few trans people like me who can actually get into a running car with two or three other guys and not wake up half naked on the banks of the Middleton River the next morning! Which, if you know anything about the dangers of transitioning, that's gold, pure gold.

Anyways, my point is that I have the luxury of side seat or back seat riding with my crew to any of the reindeer games without much fear as opposed to driving by myself and that's another pot of gold.

(And some of the aging Tranny's, who work the Cottonwood Street alley, sleep half naked on the banks of the Middleton River afterwards anyways, so.)

Moving on then, so, hm, boyfriends, right? Meh. I mean, I have my share of outsiders who want what they want from me, but I'm comfortable with things these days, so, no dedicated boyfriends, but I'm as friendly as I can be when the moment feels right, I guess.

Well, I do have, um, well, I did have this one guy, tee he, my 20 paces guy, who, um, well, he started it and I tried to investigate it and here's how that went on one of our movie nights recently when we all went to watch the 20th release of the "I'm not Screaming, You're Screaming" movie franchise.

"That's one ticket for "Scream Once More & I'll Cut You Again" and $5 back in change and your 20 paces crush is here already, Woody, ...