Subaro Surprises Me

I met Saburo in a chance encounter on a train. He is the most beautiful Japanese boi I have ever seen. Smooth, soft skin, almond eyes, impeccable dress sense and sweetly feminine but not in an obvious way.

After that first, wonderful experience of making love to Saburo and becoming his “Daddy,” I could hardly wait to see him again. It was the very next day that my phone rang and his soft, gentle voice whispered, “Hello, my Daddy.”

“Hello Saburo, you beautiful boi.”

” Thank you for yesterday,” he said.

” It’s for me to thank you,” I replied. ” You are the most wonderful thing to happen to me for a very long time.”

His voice seduced me as he asked, ” Can we meet again? Soon.”

” Oh, yes,” I replied. “You can see me whenever you want to.”

“You may not like me as much the second time.”

“What are you talking about? Of course I’ll like you and probably even more than I do now.”

“We’ll see,” he said.

We made a date for the weekend and I was to meet him under the large clock at Central Station at 5.00pm. Saturday came and I could barely hide my excitement as I waited impatiently under the clock. 5 o’clock came and no sign of him – or so I thought. Standing just a few feet away was a gorgeous young girl who shyly smiled at me in a way I instantly recognized. It was immediately apparent to me that my beautiful sissy boi was a transvestite and a very convincing one. I moved toward her.

“Subaro. You look wonderful.” I exclaimed. “Absolutely beautiful.”

I saw a small tear work its way out of the corner of his eye.

” You don’t mind?” he said, hesitantly.

“Of course not,” I said “I’m even more attracted to you than I was before.”

I took out a handkerchief and wiped the tear from his eye and kissed him gently on the cheek.