The store was pretty empty at that time of night when I went in. There were a few guys lurking around, pretending to look at the stripper clothes for their 'girlfriends'. But it wasn't like that inside the darkened theater at Adult Emporium. I bought a ticket after giving a sidelong glace to a couple of them who looked up when I walked in. I knew why they were really here, just as they knew why I was.
The clerk buzzed me in, and I was met with the sound of bad porn music. Once my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I could see a group of men standing along the wall on one side. The seats had a few people in them; Some guys sitting by themselves, others with someone bent over their lap. There were two screens in this room; one playing straight porn and the other playing gay porn. I knew the other room had a similar setting, except one screen would be playing 'tranny' or 'shemale' porn.
The words 'tranny' and 'shemale' are the equivalent of the 'N' word to transgender people, but the videos are pornographic gold. As a trans person, I'm not particularly offended by them, but they are targeted towards male to female transgenders, whereas I am female to male....A less common variety, but becoming all the more well known thanks to the likes of Chaz Bono.
I look like any man you'd meet on the street. I have a shaved head and full beard and mustache. I'm short, but muscular, thanks to my weekly gym routine. And thanks to testosterone, I'm quite hairy. You might describe me as a bear cub. And tonight, I was dressed in a snug t-shirt and jeans. The only way you'd know I wasn't born male was by what was in my pants.
Almost everyone has probably met a trans man without knowing it. We tend to fly under the radar. All it takes is a regular dose of testosterone over a length of time to give us our very male secondary sexual characteristics. Add a double mastectomy with chest contouring, and you're good to go. A lot of trans men opt not to get genital surgery, as the options for us aren't worthwhile. I personally am comfortable enough with my body to maintain the original plumbing. It works, it feels good, and I'm not dysphoric enough to risk that with a surgery that will produce a non-functional, non-sensate and non-aesthetic piece of flesh between my legs. Besides that, I have a variety of dildoes that I use in my strap on, and I can stay hard all night long.
Tonight, however, I was looking to get fucked. It's not often that I bottom, but I was in the mood to have my holes filled. I'm not interested in a relationship, so the theaters are a good place to find sex. I noticed one guy stand apart from the crowd. He was about 6 inches taller than my 5'6" frame and seemed to be in decent shape. I couldn't tell in the dark if he was nice looking or not, but as I said, I was only looking for sex. I walked over next to him, my eyes first drawn to his hand that was slowly rubbing his dick through his pants..A sure sign that he wanted at least a blow job. He turned and looked at me, obviously sizing me up. I leaned over and asked him quietly if he was into cock or cunt. He chuckled nervously and said he was married. I laughed. Aren't they all? It always amazes me how many 'straight' men frequent these places.
'Then maybe this will interest you.'
I reached for his hand and guided it down my pants, inside my underwear. I could feel his fingers flexing, searching for a cock that wasn't there, and instead finding a warm slit. His eyes grew wide once he realized what he had, and he began to spread my cunt lips with his fingers and plunge into my hole. I groaned and leaned into him, lightly humping against his invading fingers. Once he got me good and wet, he pulled out and began to circle and tease my clit, which has been enlarged by 10 years of testosterone.
After a few minutes of squirming and quiet moaning I reached for his cock and gripped gently, stroking it as he had been.
'My SUV is parked out back. Wanna take this out there?' He said.
I leaned up and kissed him deeply, my tongue snaking into his mouth as he opened to receive it...I grunted an affirmative, and he reluctantly pulled his hands from my pants and turned for the darkened doorway. I followed him out, blinking rapidly again as my eyes adjusted to the light of the store.
His vehicle was actually parked around the side in a very conveniently darkened corner by itself. No words were spoken, and the only sound was the chirp of his remote unlocking the doors. He pressed me against the side of his SUV and ground his hard cock against my crotch as he leaned in and began kissing me again. His fingers found the buttons of my jeans and he began to tug at them. He opened the door to the back seat and pushed me backwards against it..I had to climb up inside as I lay back on the seat while he pulled my pants and underwear completely off. I was concerned about the light being on, calling attention to us, even though we were in an isolated area behind the store, but I assumed he'd climb in and shut the door behind him.
He did indeed climb in, pushing my legs wide, kneeling one leg between them. My cunt was fully exposed and open wide. I could see a look of concentration on his face as he again plunged his fingers inside, slowly fucking me with them. I groaned again and arched to meet his thrusts.
'Shut the door and fuck me...I need your cock.'
'Don't worry...You'll get good and fucked.' He said.
He kept up his thrusts as he used his other hand to undo his own jeans, pulling his stiff cock out. I expected him to shut the door then, but instead, he left it open and moved up the seat, straddling my body. When he was directly over my face, he grasped it with one hand and lowered himself to feed me his dick. I opened my mouth to accept it, the girth of it stretching my mouth wide. I began to slurp hungrily at it, as he turned himself slightly to again pay attention to my cunt with his fingers. My legs spread widely again, as his hand worked between them. I was still concerned about the door being open and the light being on, and being exposed like that, but my mouth was too full of cock to voice my concerns. Admittedly, I was also secretly thrilled at the possibility of being seen like that. I was effectively trapped with his body over mine, and not panicked yet, as I was a slave to my cunt. His fingers gently spread my lips again, his fingers teasing and circling my clit. I groaned around his cock and lifted my hips from the car seat, trying to tempt him to impale me again.
