First try
This is my first attempt at writting a story for real, so here it goes. Hope it excites and titilates you. The thaught of writting this with a plug in my ass and porn on the screen sure as hell does. I want to just jack myself with the thought.
I used to live with a few trannies, both transexuals and drag queens. I was the sole male in the group. You would think that made me the alpha. Wrong. I was just one of the girls. That means we were just living together. Sex was not part of the equation. That all changed on show nights. All of the gurls did drag shows to get some extra money. The transexuals all had real jobs, the queens tried to but were usually just guys tring to get thier thing. They would move along before we had a chance to send them away.
On show nights the gurls would start getting ready hours before we needed to leave, makiing sure every lash was in its place and their base blended perfectly. The ones with implants had it easy, the others spent more time on their cleavage shading. Then came the wigs. They all had wigs, even the ones with long, perfect hair. Most had sythetic wigs. Heat did nasty stuff to them and they had to be careful. Some had natural ones. Those bitches knew there stuff and would straighten them and tease them more than a cock. After all this, while I just kicked back waiting, we would leave. I just wanted to be one of them this whole time.
During the show I would be acosted by regular guys to go play. Sometimes I would go with them and suck their cock. Most times I let them buy me a drink and chatted with them for a bit. I knew what was waiting for me at home and their puny cocks and quick cums did not do it. These poor little guys had no idea that their hairy ass had no chance. My gurls had ten inches plus and could do things to me that they could not.
Stay tuned for the real fun. I need to do stuff.
I used to live with a few trannies, both transexuals and drag queens. I was the sole male in the group. You would think that made me the alpha. Wrong. I was just one of the girls. That means we were just living together. Sex was not part of the equation. That all changed on show nights. All of the gurls did drag shows to get some extra money. The transexuals all had real jobs, the queens tried to but were usually just guys tring to get thier thing. They would move along before we had a chance to send them away.
On show nights the gurls would start getting ready hours before we needed to leave, makiing sure every lash was in its place and their base blended perfectly. The ones with implants had it easy, the others spent more time on their cleavage shading. Then came the wigs. They all had wigs, even the ones with long, perfect hair. Most had sythetic wigs. Heat did nasty stuff to them and they had to be careful. Some had natural ones. Those bitches knew there stuff and would straighten them and tease them more than a cock. After all this, while I just kicked back waiting, we would leave. I just wanted to be one of them this whole time.
During the show I would be acosted by regular guys to go play. Sometimes I would go with them and suck their cock. Most times I let them buy me a drink and chatted with them for a bit. I knew what was waiting for me at home and their puny cocks and quick cums did not do it. These poor little guys had no idea that their hairy ass had no chance. My gurls had ten inches plus and could do things to me that they could not.
Stay tuned for the real fun. I need to do stuff.
8 years ago