[TF][TFM] Experimenting with a couple for the first time…

**I’ll link to my pic in the comments below, for anyone curious**

I learned to pass at a pretty early age. By the time I was out of college I had long, black hair that I could wear in a bun when I presented as a man or styel when I was all dressed up. Being petite and Asian certainly helped. I started frequenting fetish and alternative lifestyle clubs and bars as soon as I legally could. But all my early sexual encounters were with women. I typically dressed with 70s-Bowie flourish, but eventually came out of my shell and started spending most of time in drag.

Eventually I moved on from curious women to people more like me. Other cross dressers, androgynes, and even trasgenders. Anyone who liked to wear silk or satin or lace who liked the way I looked in a skirt. Masculine men didn’t interest me and neither did guys who were just looking to do something out of the ordinary. I always went for women or those who came from a similar point of mind.

[TM] Sex with a “Straight” Guy

Cris is straight as fuck. At least that’s what he claims. A big, buff Mexican guy with a Texas accent, a big ass truck, a NRA membership, and a “Make America Great Again” hat. His arms are large. His IQ is far from it. He’s a typical meathead who works for an hourly wage and complains about “the gays” and the “illegals.” But he can’t keep his eyes off me.

He has been hitting on me for months. Always telling me how good I look. How he likes Asians. How he likes the sexy way I dress. How he wants to “get to know me.”

Obviously, he’s not my type. I’ve told him that. Deep down he knows that. But it hasn’t stopped him from hitting on me. So on Saturday I gave in. I didn’t go on a date with him. Instead I sucked his big cock in the parking lot of the coffee shop where we always see one another.

I thought maybe that would get him over his little kink. He’d sampled the good and he would move on. And it was fun for me, too. But the next day he was waiting for me like a fucking stalker. I probably should have been concerned, but it was flattering. Like a puppy dog waiting patiently for its master. It made me want to give him a treat.

[TM] I Gave Head to a Persistent Alpha Male on Saturday at a Coffee Shop

**Thanks for reading. I linked to a pic of myself in the first comment if you are curious.**

I mostly fuck women. When you spend your time in the alternative lifestyle realm, you’d be surprised how many attractive women are into a sexy cross dresser.

Even when I’m into men it’s typically sissy bi-boys who like to be topped. It’s rare that I go for a real alpha male.

But Cris was alpha as hell. Fit. Muscular. Big arms and chest. Black hair. Tan skin. Big ass pickup. NRA stickers on the back. Even had a Make America Great hat.

He couldn’t tell me enough times how “straight” he is. I would just roll my eyes as he spit his political bullshit while he flirted with me.

I kept telling him that I wasn’t his type. He definitely wasn’t.

He kept asking me out. Always telling me how sexy I am. How he always wanted to be with an Asian. How I was so sexy to him. Even as a proud, straight Texas boy.