I decided to talk with shemales about it. They had big tits and used their cocks, some even looked more like men as women. They had to know what to do. But today it was to late. My parents didn´t allow me to be outside after 19-o-clock.
The next day after school I went to a gay bar. Everybody in the city knew of it. I got inside and only saw the barkeeper. Slowly I walked toward him. "Excuse me, but do you have shemales?" I asked nervously. "Sorry kid, but we don´t serve kids." He answered coldly. "I don´t want to have sex with one, I wanted to talk with one how I could get my own pair of tits." He got attentive. "Why didn´t you say that from the start. Follow me." He led me in a room in the back. "Private" was labeled on the door. In the room was a man smoking a cigar. The barkeeper talked with the man and left the room. "So, you want to get your own pair of tits." The man said. "Why does a young boy like you want to have his own tits?" "I just want to have them. Somehow I feel like something is missing without them. And I want people to look at them." "And why did you come to me?" "I wanted to talk with some shemales if they could help me get them." "O.K. Get undressed." "What?" "Get undressed. I want to see your naked body. Than I´ll decide how to help you." I undressed and stood naked before the man. I was embarrassed about a man seeing me naked. "How old are you?" He asked. "14 years." He had a long close look at me. "O.K. boy. I´ll give you your tits. But on one condition. You have to work for me."
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