New Horizons

Pete always was very open sexually speaking. "Don't knock it if you haven't tried it" was his watch-phrase when it came to sex. Being alone in a faraway land had just emboldened him a little more.

Lately Pete had found himself fascinated by transsexuals whose pictures he'd seen on the Internet. It was beyond his reasoning how a beautiful woman with a pair of real tits also had a cock between her legs. Some of the shemales were absolutely gorgeous and exuded sexiness. But Pete only fantasized about them because he had no idea where to find them.

Pete had to admit he often wondered what it would be like to hold a cock in his mouth and taste its come on his tongue. He felt no attraction to men though, only a desire to make love to their manhood. Make love in every manner possible, in the mouth and in his ass. He wanted to hold it in his hand and give it the utmost pleasure. If he could just find one that wasn't attached to a man, then his fantasy would be complete.

He had practiced with a dildo and found it pleasing but no substitute for the real thing. His fiancee had used her fingers on his ass, which he found thoroughly delightful (just like everything else she did to him), and had tasted his own semen on her lips and face. He loved the taste and one day wanted to lick her pussy clean of a man's come. But he wanted to be the direct recipient too. To have her lick his lips clean of come.

Such is fantasy. The desire for cock was strong, but not the desire for what it was attached to. Pete often fantasized about drinking come while being fucked in the ass when he masturbated.

But fantasy was all it came to. Then one day he overheard a co-worker talking about walking into a bar called "The Tranny". Pete wasn't listening to intently until he heard the man say that it turned out to be a transvestite club and some of the trannies had real tits. Pete couldn't believe his ears. Only an hour away was a bar that held the key to unlock his fantasies. He couldn't believe his luck.