I was just 17 years old, the year was 1996. I was a tall thin male, a gay stereo type made aware to me by many of my straight peers and family. I wasn't gay by the way, I spent many nights lying in the masturbation sweat soaked blankets in which I jacked off to lesbian anal acrobatic porn under; I liked the feeling of sweat draining down my taint, mixing with my poop to make a thick buttery paste.
I would scrap every last bit of the butter of my taint to re-purpose it as lube. I lived in a sh*tty two room apartment with my grandpa. The walls were caked with the stench of cigars and Mongolian food. The couch, also stained with masturbation sweat and butter, was occupied with my grandpa. Nude as usual and sleeping with a hooker. I tripped and the clatter of me falling startled the hooker who was fast asleep. She jumped up, my body filled with horror first noticing the adams apple, and then the dangling mass of two decrepit cocks. in a groggy voice he said "Fetch me a towel, I think I pooped the couch again". Still stunned by the trans hooker nude before me I didn't move. I asked "Why is there a trans hooker in here?". Naturally my grandpa replied "I didn't know she was a man till after. suppose I didn't wanna waste money." I was sickened but not surprised. I walked to my room. Instantly I went to fetishshrine.com and searched "Trans 2 dicked hooker and old man f**k". I was not disappointed by my trusty fetishshrine.com, delivering me with the best faps since 1972. The first video "Old man enjoys romantic encounter with male hooker part 1". My insides felt the sour perverted urge to click the link, I did. Three pumps into the video, shot in 480p, I was on the edge. I kept fapping to the glorious video, I came all over my chest, scrapping it up and sucking my fingers clean of all the salty cum- I was a demented boy with a demented fetish; my own grandpa...
