I had some experiences with men in the past but for the most part I had been living my life as a straight man. I was in a relationship and happy. I was walking through a thrift store one day when I happened upon a form fitting stretch denim jumpsuit. For some reason this garment aroused me. I am not sure if it was the thought of a single zipper enclosing my body or what but I felt extremely horny and the need to buy it. I bought it took it home, tried it on. As I pulled the denim over my body it stretched to fit my shape and as I zipped it closed I could remember feeling extremely aroused as the denim hugged my body. It was a woman's jumpsuit, Jennifer Lopez's JLo brand. For some reason when I had it on I felt the need to be held and fucked, I felt the strange need to be desired like a woman. This idea of cross dressing began to haunt me. I began ordering fake breasts and hip and ass pads online. I started watching online tutorials about makeup. One night I got up the courage to dress up and go out. I put on my pads, did my hair and makeup and slid into my jumpsuit. I was obviously a man, I as way to tall for a woman and the curves weren't that great but I figured what the hell. I went to a drag bar and sat down and ordered a drink. My biggest fear was being stopped by a cop, I was so afraid I would get pulled over in drag. After a drink or two I began to get frustrated because no one seemed to be paying attention to me. An older gentleman, on the large side, probably late 40s, early 50s, bald, came up to me and placed his hand right on my ass. He started some small talk with me then bought me a drink. He then moved his hand from my ass to rubbing the inside of my thigh as I was sitting there on the barstool. He told me he was going to go out for a cigarette and asked if I cared to join him. He sat down and began smoking a cigarette and I sat down next to him pulling a pack from my bag as well. He told me that I should sit on his lap instead of next to him so I did. I could feel the leather of his pants with his bulging cock grinding deep into my asshole as I sat down and this made me a bit nervous. I could feel my heart begin to flutter a bit as I felt him slowly massaging his cock through his pants on my bottom. He ordered me a drink from the waitress and he began to hold me and fondle my crotch, he made his way from my crotch following the zipper along my chest until he reached the pull and he reached his hand in and massaged my neck. "I don't mean to be too forward but i'm going to fuck you tonight" he said. After another drink we began making out, he took me by the hand and led me to the bathroom and instructed me to get on my knees. I did and he pulled out his cock. I grabbed his leather ass and took his cock in my throat. I gagged at first but began sucking the way girls had sucked me in the past. The act made me so horny that I was now hard and felt like I was about to cum. He then picked me up off the ground and unzipped my jumpsuit and pulled it down to the floor. He pumped some of the pump soap on his hand, smeared it on his dick and with me against the wall he plunged his cock into my ass and fucked me so hard I thought I was going to cry. It hurt like hell but it felt so amazingly dirty. He fucked me at rapid fire speed while I turned and twisted for anything I could brace myself with to keep from sliding onto the floor. He came in my ass as I felt his cock lunge to life inside and just pump. When he was done he pulled out, zipped up his pants and left. I was frozen in a daze for a second as I tried to comprehend what just happened. I pulled my jumpsuit back on and zipped it up, my knees were still shaking from the adrenaline and I made my way out of the bathroom for a cigarette. I didn't realize I forgot a step until I felt the bottom of my jumpsuit getting wet from his cum leaking out of my butt.