I'm not your typical gay man. I use that term loosely. I am what is known in the gay community as a Transexual. Upstairs I have long curly dark blond hair, green eyes lushious lips and round perky breasts. Downstairs I all male hunty! I'm 7 inches cut with a pair of low hangers and a firm, tight hole. Being who I am and looking the way I do, I dont go on alot of dates. I'm not fat or anything. I'm slim and fit. I watch what I eat and exercise daily.
A girlfreind of mine told me about a dating site that catered to guys who are into trannys. I filled out a profile and snapped a few sexy pics and clicked submit. I posted what I was looking for. 18-39, muscular, 7+ inches. I didnt think anything would come of it. Imagine my shock when I logged on and saw I had 35 messages! I weeded through the ones that were too far away and the ones who were a little too "eepiecray". That left me with four. I looked at their photos. Two of them were heavyset and not what I was looking for.
Two of them were hot as hell. One was African American with a handsome face, lean muscular body and a thick, succulant cock. His name was Andre. The other was a handsome young Latino stud. He was handsome with a ripped toned build. His cock was long and curved downward over low hanging, floppy balls. They both said they wanted to meet me. I couldnt decide which one I liked more so I decided to go on a date with both of them and see where it went. I sent Andre a message saying I'd meet him at a local restraunt.
That night, I took a bath, dressed in a pushup bra, lace panties, blue silk blouse, black slacks and boots. I did my makeup and sprayed on some perfume. I was nervous as I drove to the restraunt. The little nagging voice of doubt spoke up. What if I get there and hes not there? What if he doesnt look like in his picture. I shrugged. I guess I'd just have to wait and see where it went.
I went in and the hostess showed me to a table. Andre was seated. He grinned when he saw me and stood. He wore a dark muscle T, tight jeans and construction boots. "You're beautiful!" I smiled. "You're nothin to sneeze at yourself!" We ordered and talked while we waited. Andre owned his own company. We ate and while we waited for the check, Andre asked if I wanted to go back to his place. I normally didnt sleep with a guy on the first date but my cock had other ideas. "Sure, I'd love too!" We went out to Andres huge white SUV. He opened the door for me.
Adre lived in a modest home with a backyard and hard wood floors. "You want somethin to drink?" I smiled. "No, I'm good". He came twords me. "Damn baby! You're smoking hot!" I felt his hand on my boob. "I wanna fuck you so bad!" he exclaimed, his dark eyes boring into mine. He pulled me against him and we kissed, our tongues dancing together like two horny, slippery eels. "Lets go to the bedroom!" Andre said. My heart was beating fast as I followed him down the hall. I was about to be made love to by a handsome stud!
I watched as Andre lifted his shirt up over his head. His pecs were smooth and sculpted and his stomach was flat and ripped. He smiled. "Lemme see them boobs!" I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and......
Continued in the next chapter!
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