Picking Up Men At the Mall

There are really only two malls in Spokane and one of those is actually in Spokane Valley. Spokane is fortunate to have a fairly vibrant downtown and most of the videos that have been built in Spokane have fallen into bizarro world versions of malls.

Just about every time I go to Northtown Mall very near to where I live I see someone I know. So more often or not my 'Summer of 13' I would take the bus out to the Spokane Valley Mall. By riding the crosstown bus I can be there in about an hour or so.

While that may seem like a long trip, particularly when you put it together with a return trip, I found it really paid off for me to be in a mall where no one knew me. Or, more importantly, Glen. (I should mention that I often did not have to take the bus home. If he had a car, I had a good chance of getting a ride back to my neighborhood.)  I knew what I wanted. I wanted cock.I knew what I become.  I had become a sissy cocksucker.  If it meant spending two hours on the bus, it was the price I paid if I wanted to suck dick.

I would ride the bus out the mall. Spend usually no more than an hour or so at the mall before I would be picked up and taken more often than not to either his car or his home where he would bet blown. Did these men (or boys) know I was only thirteen. I would tell them I was eighteen if I felt it might be important to them (the older men). They would smile as if they knew I was probably closer to fifteen or sixteen.

Did they know I was a tranny? Maybe the more relevant question is "Did they care when they learned I was a tranny?" Most of them would learn because most of them would want to fuck also. If I felt they might want to fuck, I would let them no up front that I was a tranny. It kept me from getting laid for a couple of years. It rarely kept me from sucking dick.

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