I finally finished my cigarette, dropping it to the floor, stubbing it out under my shoe, I was about to get up and move further into the park when one of the young lads came up to me, quite handsome, I guess, blondish streaky hair, about 20 years old I suppose. He was well spoken, polite, obviously attached to the university that was close by; he explained that he was actually on his way back to his campus room as he'd forgotten his wallet, the guys he was with gave him a little dig, suggesting that he was simply going back to try and pick me up!!!! I didn't mind, he was certainly good looking enough to make me blush!! His name was Jon.
I asked him which he intended to do first, get his wallet or pick me up, that is when he suggested that I walk back with him, pick up his wallet, then, if I'm still up for it, he'd `pick' me up. No problem I thought.
We headed off across the park, westwards I think, finally coming to a different exit from where I parked, right next to the campus residence. Despite his request to go up to his room, I remained just outside the residence entrance waiting for him. He wasn't long, and we strolled back into the park, striking up polite conversation. That is when I dropped the killer line...
"Jon, I'm actually a tranny...a,a guy, I'm just here to pick-up...it's, er...my first time doing this...I.."
"Jeeezus! You're a bloke!" Jon exclaimed, "well you do a good fucking job of not looking like one, I mean, you look fantastic".
I was quite embarrassed, I'd expected him to kick my fucking head in or something or at least tell me to fuck off!!! But no, he was quite charming. He said I was a cracking looking `piece-of-stuff' as he put it, and he was still up for it, suggesting that we needn't do it in the park, we could go back to his place, or mine, wherever!! But I was here now, and Jon's sheer kindness kinda hinted that I would be okay with this one.
Anyway, we pretty much got back to where I was originally sat down, when a sudden urge of `I want your cock now!!!!!!' overtook me.
