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I was 35 when I finally discovered I wasn't straight. I could happily wank over gay porn, well any porn at all, and had occaisional fantasies about sex with other men, shemale porn really turned me on.
I took the bull by the horns as it were and phoned a TV 'massage service' in the Sunday Sport, I arrived, very nervous, to find a t-girl taller then me, in purple basque and panties, high heels and a long blonde wig.
I undressed and lay on the bed, she massaged me for a while and asked if I had ever done this before, which I had not. She turned me over, I was already almost painfully hard, and started to blow me, I reached out for her cock and drew it into my mouth.
We 69'd for a while, then she put a condom on me and lowered herself onto my prick, I came soon in her hot, tight arse, she wanked herself over me and came in hot spurts over my belly and chest.
This was an astounding moment for me, I was so excited that I stayed hard all the way home and had another wank in the shower as I replayed the afternoon's events in my mind. My only dissapointment is that I hadn't discovered this facet of myself earlier in life.