Dressing Up As A Girl And Trolling For Blowjobs

In my teens I started reading fantasy gay sex stories. I jerked off almost every night wishing I was living out these fantasies. I dreamed of the situation described in the fantasy, a sailor with a drunk machinist mate, a lonely boy working on a construction job, a bank clerk learning about old men, alone in the movie theater with a cock being jammed down your throat. Each one brought up deep feelings and I masturbated until my dick was raw.

One fantasy I read was about this suburban boy who dressed up as a girl and went out to the mall and would raise his skirt to men and show off his penis and how this one janitor took him into a closet and taught him what he did to boys like him. My sister's clothes didn't really fit me but I could get into a dress she had worn and didn't wear anymore and I put on her dress and a pair of her tennis shoes, used her makeup and a pair of girl glasses, wore a wig my grandmother had and without anything underneath I went to the mall. Walking around with nothing on underneath, my dick feeling the air, filled me with courage.

I went into one of the department stores and figured out that I could ride the escalators and the men behind me could look up the dress and see that I was a boy. This one man followed me around and I walked slowly in the sweater department and he grabbed me by the arm and told me I had to come with him. He was the store detective. He threatened to call my parents until I told him that I would suck his dick if he let me go. His dick was so big in real life, all hard and it tasted funny at first until I began to like it and I grabbed his dick hard and he came in several shots while I held his dick against my face. I came too, which I only noticed after he pointed it out. He let me go telling me that if he saw me again at the mall he was going to turn me in.

That experience, and then others dressing up and going out and showing my dick under the dress, showed me that there were men who liked that. One other occasion, by then I was using skirts and not dresses, I had a wig I bought at a Halloween shop and I went out to the park and raised my skirt to a man passing by on a bike. He told me where I could meet him and he sucked my dick in the bushes and I sucked his dick.

Now that I can afford to buy clothes I have a wardrobe to wear, I go out and let men see my dick under my skirt and I get hit on a lot. It's not often, but I get a lot of blow jobs and I give a lot of blow jobs. The last time this happened was at Walmart on the bypass, we went to his truck and he came fast and I swallowed his cum.