When he traveled, he would get massages that would finish off with a “happy ending.” Asian massage parlors would offer premium services. George fo...und younger women would giggle and hold the penis so tight that it hurt and was not pleasurable. George liked the older women who took their jobs seriously. They smiled and knew if they did a good job, the customers would give a large tip.George always got an erection when they massaged his body. The women always were in awe of his cock. They rubbed. I sat down and I watched as he sat back and I saw that he was hard again. I asked him if he was still thinking about her and he said no why? I smiled and nodded at his lap. He looked and laughed and said he was sorry. I smiled and said it was ok. We sat there a minute not saying much and then we both looked at each other and he said he felt cheated. I was like HUH? He said I got to see him naked and he hasn't seen me naked . I almost came in my sweats! I laughed and said well maybe we should. Deep down, though, I knew I was no longer dreaming, even though it wasdefinitely something that was on my mind at all times. Until I was 19, Iwasn't even aware that there were even others like me, and knowing thathad helped me immensely; I was not alone. There were others with similarstories, as well as stories of those who managed to turn it all aroundand become their true selves.I was so happy that I could finally add my own name to that list.No more dysphoria, I thought to herself, and. Ohhhhh, my god, it was a good 8’inch long and good width dick.I just thought mazaa aa gaya.He ordered me to bend and applied some saliva to my ass and started his entry with a few pressure he was able to enter me.And started his strokes.And his phone rang.It was one of his buddies number who I believe also into prostitution.With on hand he is holding my ass and fucking me and with the other hand, he’s attending phone.And I was moaning on full loud voice.My moan’s were filling the entire.