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My Story, My Thoughts, My Time & My World
Well my 1st DVD arrives and Mother dearest brings it in to me with my post and does her best to wait around to see me open it. She sees that it isn’t going to happen and asks if I’m not going to open it. I reply
'no' and she clears off… I chuck the DVD in and off we pop.
This still is not enough. I get back on the net and look for Shemale escorts. I find a couple that took my fancy; I think the 1st one I saw was Kelly. Then came the real fun
part…the price… what a joke, I thought: 100 Pounds! I phoned her and asked how it worked? Was it 100 Pounds for me to cum or 100
Pounds for one hour? She got a bit ratty with me and said I was wasting her time and hung up the phone. Obviously pumped full of hormones. lol!
I sit and think for seconds, minutes, hours, day after day, still lacking that cunning plan.
At that age I used to smoke a lot, (no not cigarettes), the special stuff. Me and a couple of my buddies decide to take a trip to
Amsterdam. We tell our parents that it is a trip purely for visiting places of interest and culture. The prospect of smoking legally and
the Red Light District did not feature in helping us to make the decision! Dunno if they were gullible or just couldn’t be bothered to debate it.
We get to Amsterdam check in and go to the 1st cafe้ we can find. We get more stoned that I had ever been in my young years in the 1st half an hour then find the red light district. I was young and oblivious to the fact that there were lady boys or shemales in Amsterdam.
Anyhow I’m excited, stoned out of my little box and I had had a bit to drink as well. I was walking down the street with a swagger in my step. Now none of us had ever paid for sex. All the big talk had gone out the window when we walked past the windows, everyone was like
'you go first... I'll go after you!' This went on for about half an hour and I was getting pissed off. I said 'Fuck you lot I'm going
in. You point at a window and I'll go in there and do my stuff!' lol. They laugh and say 'Yeah alright, mate. Course you will!' I go into the
first window that they see and pay 50 Gilders for a fuck and suck. I came out and thought I was the Man. This went on for a while in my 1st few hours in Amsterdam
and I shagged 4 or 5 women. The last one threw me out and said I was too drunk and Stoned, as I wasn’t coming!
We eat, drink, do some sightseeing and then we went on another ho' hunt. lol. We get to a section that seemed a little strange. All the women were different but still appealing. It didn’t take the group long to work out we were in
the shemale section. My friends screamed abuse and made everybody around them know that they were disgusted at the prospect of someone who had had a sex change.
I'll be honest: I too joined in and said "err.... that’s disgusting!" when really my ass wanted to run in there and grab the
birds knob and tug at it till she shot her load all over the wall then bend her over and shag the shit out of her. But, hey, it wasn’t gonna happen.
Well, at least, I didn’t think it was!
At that age I wouldn’t go so far as to say I lacked confidence but I was very worried about what other people thought of me.
Any way we go to another Cafe้ and we are still discussing how vile the site of a ladyboy was. (Little did they know I had a stiffy
the size of England.)
I give it twenty minutes and I just couldn’t take it anymore. Even though I couldn’t smoke copious amounts, I could smoke the most out of the group. I built up a big blunt, bought some cakes, and tea and fed these
fukas to my friends till all I could here was snoring. All in all it took me an hour before they were sleeping. lol. I go over to the guy at the till and say they’ve past out will they be alrite for half hour. lol. He laughs as says no prob.
Now I come out the caf้e and try and get back to where I had seen the ladyboys. Now I'd eaten cake, smoked and drank tea, so everything is slowly but surely becoming a blur. But somehow I get back to the street. I walk up to the door where I saw the half man half woman beauty but she looks at me and says
'no!' I ask 'Why?' and she just looks straight thru me. BITCH.
"My buddies are probably close to OD’ing and all 'cos I came back for you!"
I look around and all the other windows have the curtains across, barring one.
I look at her and 'she’s' about 6ft 7in’s, with shoulders that the Hulk himself would have been proud of. I’m in a terrible state and getting worse. lol. I say
'fuck it'. I walk in pay her 100 Gilders and she says to me "You know that I am a Transsexual?" I laugh and say 'yes'. She takes my dick out for the sucky sucky and tries the oldest trick in the book of trying to wank the hell out of
me so I cum and she doesn’t have to give up the sex.
I stop her and say 'cum time to fuck now'. She takes off her panties and the bitch has only gone and cut her Knob off! I was PISSED. I ask her where it is. She laughs and says she cut it. She can see that I’m not best pleased so she lets me shag her in the ass.
I get back to the caf้e and they're sitting there holding there heads. I said I went for more food and no questions were asked. lol.
I had shagged a post-op and till this day it’s the only one I have shagged (to my knowledge!) I didn’t think I had shagged any but then I remembered this lol.
I wasn’t happy and still was in search of what I call 'real Lady Boy loving!'
Something still had to be done.
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