Even on Nifty I haven't been able to find many stories about the kind of sex I have as a trans guy with other guys, so I decided I'd just write one myself. Let me know if you liked it!
The Cherry Laurel
When I stepped off the pavement and onto the path, my eyes took a few seconds to adjust to the dark. Thankfully the moon was out, and I knew the trail well enough to find my way easily. After a few minutes, I came to a wall, a little taller than I was. I knew I could get over it if I had to, but since I was early, I decided to go around instead. I followed it a little further, until it petered out in a heap of boulders, covered in soft moss. I rounded it, and soon stepped through a screen of foliage, back at the spot. The ground here was a little higher, so I could look over the wall onto the trail. I leaned my chin on its smooth surface, and settled in to wait. After a minute or so I had to shift slightly, because a sharp bit of rock was poking my chest uncomfortably. As I did, I briefly pressed my crotch against the wall, and felt a warmth in my stomach. I checked my phone. Not long now.
Indeed, only a few moments later I heard footsteps crunching down the path. I stepped back from the wall, and sat down on the thick branch of the massive cherry laurel, it's glossy leaves forming a dense shell around its hollow centre. It sat a little away from the wall, and was far larger than the laurel hedges I'd hid away in on the playgrounds of my childhood. I smiled, wishing those bullies could see me now. Though I was still short, my shoulders had broadened considerably, my jawline squared out, and I knew I'd beat all of them at football if I were to play them today. My team had recently come second in the national final of the highest amateur league in the country. Of them, only a few still played, all in local Sunday competitions. Served them right for never letting me join at lunch or in the rough games on the makeshift pitch behind the tennis fields.
A crown of dark hair came into view, and then a pair of hands appeared on the top of the wall. Xander jumped and pulled himself up, then easily swung over one leg and the other, and hopped down. Though he spotted me immediately, he took his time brushing himself off, letting his eyes get used to the more intense darkness under the canopy. Then, he walked over. The muscles in my stomach clenched as a wave of heat rushed through it.
"Hey" he said, his voice a little higher than I'd imagined.
It matched my own almost perfectly. "Hi."
We both reached out a hand at the same time, and after firmly shaking it once, I used it to pull him in, and kissed him.
We'd been talking on grindr for a few weeks, but with him working nights we hadn't been able to align our schedules. This was his first evening off where he didn't have other plans, and we'd been looking forward to this meeting for what felt like forever. We'd exchanged heaps of pics and he'd sent me a couple videos, and we had discussed all of the things we would do tonight in exquisite detail, but that didn't take away any of the excitement I felt when I finally felt his hand on my chest. He slid it down to my dick and I gasped, and could feel him grinning as he started kissing me more hungrily. I was moving my own hands all over his back and sides, and now moved one to his neck and the other onto his ass. He shuddered in return when I reached between his legs, his tight jeans giving me more than enough contact. Finally, we could hold it no longer, and he sank to his knees, unbuttoned my trousers, and put his lips on me through the fabric of my jock. I put my hands on his head and pulled my fingers through his curls while he kissed me up and down. Then, he pushed up my shirt and I felt his tongue on my happy trail, and then he leaned back. I liberated my dick from the jock strap, and as I did, I pushed its other end inside of me. I was already soaking wet, and it slipped in easily. When Xan took the tip of my dick in his mouth, the bulb moved just a fraction, and I involuntarily gripped the branch I was sitting on. When he started sucking, it moved against my G-spot, and I made some unintelligible sounds. And when he swallowed my entire length, his nose touched my T dick, and I almost came right there and then.
"Oh my god" I groaned. "Are you sure you've never done this before?"
He nodded, and because my dick was still in his mouth, the motion sent another wave of pleasure up my spine.
"Fuck. Well, you know what you're doing."
He grinned but said nothing, and instead, ran his tongue down the side of the shaft. When he reached the base, he stopped and looked up at me with what I assumed was a questioning look, it was hard to be sure in the darkness. I put my hands on his head and gently pulled him into me, and his tongue found my T-dick and licked it eagerly. Just when I was going to tell him I was close, he closed his lips around it. This sent me over the edge, and I came, pressing his face against both of my dicks, as he continued to suck. When I finally stopped shaking, he stood up and kissed me again.
"You taste like cum."
I was still out of breath, so I just moaned incoherently. As he kissed my neck, I pushed my dick flat against my stomach, and the bulb slipped out. Then I closed my hand over the bulge in his jeans, and he tensed.
"You turn" I said, and pushed him against the trunk of an tall birch which poked out through the canopy. I didn't bother to build up to it, as he was already rock hard. He had a fairly average cock, but it was harder than any other cock I'd ever held, aside from my own of course, and it radiated heat. While I sucked him off, I played with his balls, and occasionally put a teasing finger on his hole, to which he would involuntarily thrust his hips forward. When his breath became ragged, I stopped, and stood up again to kiss him.
"I want..." he whimpered
"Yeeees?" I pressed my hips into his and started grinding
"I want you to fuck me."
"I want you to fuck me...."
"Please!"
At this I grabbed both of his arms and pushed them behind his back. Then I took my dick, turned it over, and placed the tip on my hole. He eyed it hungrily.
"What do you want?"
"I want you to bend me over and fuck me."
The head slid in.
"I want to feel you inside me."
I slowly pushed it in further.
"How deep?"
I stopped.
"Balls deep!" he croaked, right as the rest of the shaft disappeared inside my dripping hole.
"Turn around" I commanded.
He did, leaning onto thenearly horizontal branch with his hands. I yanked down his jeans and boxers, licked a finger, and carefully opened him up a bit. After a minute of this he was wriggling and desperate.
"Please, fuck me. I want you inside me."
I pulled out my dick, now fully lubed up, pulled the short end through the o-ring in my jock, and reinserted it. Then I put the tip on his hole, and moved it up and down teasingly. I could tell he was desperate to be filled, but I drew it out just a fraction longer, before pushing inside carefully. It didn't take long before I was all the way in. He was bracing himself against the branch, and when he pushed his ass up against me I grabbed his shoulders and started pounding in earnest. His moaning grew louder and louder, until I stopped for a second to squeeze some extra lube onto his hole form the small tube in my pocket.
"Fucking hell" he gasped.
I leaned forward and put my lips on the skin between his shoulder blades. He twisted around looking for a kiss, but I pulled back just before he could reach me. I put the head of my cock against his hole, pressed down lightly, but pulled back before it could slip all the way in.
"Please..."
I simply smiled and shook my head.
He was beautiful, even in the darkness. I moved my hands over the muscles of his back and arms, then his shoulders, and felt him tense. I kept up the pressure on his hole, but didn't enter. I followed the contours of his pecs and found his nipples, and a shudder rolled through him, vibrating through my cock and against my g-spot. This time it was my turn to gasp. He must have noticed, because he pushed back against me ever so slightly. A moan escaped my mouth, and he pushed harder. I watched my cock disappear into his hole until his ass rested against my thighs. He pushed himself up and turned around to kiss me again, and this time I welcomed it. The new position changed the angle of the bulb, and as he started to move his hips, it massaged my gspot.
"Ah.." was all I could manage.
He grinned, and increased the pace.
I found his cock, dripping with precum, and started stroking.
Now we were both moaning involuntarily. Short, breathless grunts.
Suddenly, the switch flipped, and my body fully took over. I pushed him down against the branch, grabbed his hips, and started fucking him wildly. Each stroke sent waves of pleasure through my entire body, and every time my t-dick hit his tailbone, I gasped -- which was echoed by a "Fuck!" from him. I came, convulsing, digging my fingers into his skin.
"You feel so good inside me" he breathed, straightening up, and my muscles contracted in another wave radiating out from my gspot.
I wrapped my arms around his chest and we stood for a moment. The skin of his back was hot and slick under my cheek, and I could hear his pulse racing. When at last the electricity in my t-dick had subsided, I slid my hands down and found him still rock-hard. I spread some of the pre-cum over the tip of his cock, and felt his muscles tense. With my other hand I started playing with his balls. My dick was still buried deep in his hole, and I moved my hips slowly, I was still too sensitive myself for much more than that. It didn't take long before his breath quickened and he started moaning to the rhythm of my strokes.
"I'm close" he whispered
I kept a steady pressure on his cock, but increased the pace of my thrusts.
"Oh! I'm gonna.. I'm gonna..."
He doubled over, and I felt his balls pump out spurts of hot cum onto the brown leaves on he ground beneath us.
I gave him a moment, then gently withdrew my ever-hard cock, and slipped the bulb out of myself and through the o-ring of my jock. I took out a tissue to wipe it and offered Xan one as well to clean himself up. We both redressed, and then I sat back on the branch and we kissed for a little while.
"That was even better than expected" he said eventually.
"Absolutely." I agreed. "When's your next night off?"