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"Gghg- why- please, Con, come on, don't- don't tease me, please, please!" Dave keened, grasping frantically at Connor's shoulders.
"Tell me exactly what you want, and how you want it." He licked his lips, and as an afterthought, added, "And who you want it from."
Dave blinked up at him, red faced and teary eyed. "I-I want you, Connor, I want- I want you to fuck me hard, as hard as you can, o-okay? I... I want you to fuck me senseless. I-I need it."
That was the shit. Still keeping a steady slow pace, Connor groaned, "You're my little slutty boy toy, aren't you?"
"Y-yeah," Dave agreed, nodding desperately as he tried to push his hips up against Connor's.
"Say it. Say that you're my slutty boy toy, and that you belong to me, and that you can't- mmm, fuck, say that you can't live without my cock." Connor felt his dick twitch at the very thought of Dave saying something like that, and he was just barely holding himself back anymore.
Dave looked away, evidently humiliated even more so than before, but after a moment, he murmured, "I-I'm your slutty boy toy, a-and I belong to you... And, I can't live without your dick, Con. So... Please?" He lifted his hips slightly, gazing up at his fellow artist with lustful need.
"Shit," Connor panted, losing himself. "Shit!"
Almost instantaneously, he began to fuck at his full potential, slamming his cock deep into Dave at an alarmingly rapid rate. He could hear his huge balls, full of cum, slapping against Dave's ass cheeks as he pounded him into his desk. Dave was crying and begging and moaning with every thrust. His legs wrapped around Connor's torso and Connor used the slightly deeper position to his advantage, making sure to reach as far as he could. This seemed to pretty much do the trick, as Dave's pleading reached a higher octave, and he arched his back.
"CONNOR!" He wailed, squirting all over his dick.
Connor couldn't take it anymore. With grit teeth, he moaned out Dave's name one final time before cumming hard inside of his tight pussy. His thick, creamy cum flooded Dave's insides. Connor continued to pump it out, riding his orgasm for as long as he could as he filled Dave up with his virile seed. Being that he hadn't cum in a long, long time, it actually overflowed, gushing out around his cock and dripping out the entrance of Dave's pussy.
Connor pulled out, watching in perverse interest as his semen leaked from Dave's cunt, dripping onto his failed storyboards. Dave stared at the ceiling in a senseless daze, proving to Connor that he'd done good on his promise.
"From now on," Connor told him, brushing a finger over Dave's cheek, "You're my sex slave. You got that?"
Still out of it, Dave nodded complacently, content to accept whatever he was told. Connor grinned. Just the way he wanted it.
The following day, Connor was hard at work on his new and improved boards. They were coming out much more fluidly this time; the direction of motion was clear and flowed smoothly. He was pretty proud of the improvement. As he was revising, Bella stopped by to check up on him.
"Lookin' good!" Bella gestured towards his work as she peered over the wall of his cubicle. "That's totally how I imagined the scene would go. By the way, have you seen Dave anywhere? I have to run some scripts by him, but I haven't seen him all morning."
Connor's leg twitched and he smiled up at her with a soft shrug. "He said he had to restock the traditional supplies or something. He'll probably be back real soon though."
She nodded in response and left him to his duties. Once she was out of sight and Connor was sure he had relative privacy, he scooted back to peek under his desk. Dave, who was crouched between his legs with a rather pouty expression, continued to suck him off fervently.
He pulled back to take a breath and muttered, "You're close, right Con? I gotta get back to work..."
Connor patted his head gently for a moment, before grabbing him by his curly locks and forcefully guiding his mouth back onto his swollen cock. "Yeah, just... Mmm... Take it deep into your throat again."
Dave's eyelashes fluttered as he did what he was told, and Connor listened intently to the sounds of his soft gags and whines. He sucked in a long breath and, as soon as he felt Dave's throat constrict around the head of his dick, he came hard. Dave whimpered and choked as his mouth was filled with more of that creamy cum. Connor pulled back with a deep, satisfied sigh, and admired Dave's breathless expression as the trans man swallowed.
"Good boy," Connor softly cooed, stroking a thumb over Dave's bottom lip. "I'll fuck you later tonight, don't you worry."
"Yeah," Dave responded with a tired voice as he shakily crawled out from under Connor's desk. "Just, don't tell anyone about any of this, o-okay?"
"Wouldn't dream of it." Connor laughed, and slapped Dave's ass as he was leaving.
End
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 3 years agoto everyone complaining about how tHeRe ArE nO sToRiEs WiTh fTm tOpS: nobody is stopping you from writing. Make it yourself.
Anonymousover 5 years agoI have read this countless times and it is incredibly hot. I know it is probably designed as a one shot but I would love to read a sequel about what happens to Dave as Connor's quasi unwilling sex toy.
(Also, adding my voice to the chorus of trans men who really appreciate non dysphoria inducing porn)
Anonymousalmost 6 years agoI first read this two years ago and I never forgot it. It is written amazingly well, and you did a great job handling the trans aspect of it.
Anonymousabout 6 years agoThanks for posting stuff like this, I don't know if you're cis or trans yourself but this was written well, some terms I wouldn't personally like reading but the way you pieced it together wasn't dehumanizing or invalidating. (I mean, it's a non-consent story, but, if Connor was all "oh you're really just a /girl/" and kept that up, then yeah, invalidating. But he calls him a boy toy. Score.)
If anyone else is reading these comments and interested in writing; take an example from this. Never reference a trans dude as a woman.
My only criticism with this whole story is that you can't just rip a binder off. Like for real, dude, they're not bras, trans people themselves can get a little used to it and find ways of taking them off themselves but it's time consuming, incredibly time consuming at first, and for Connor, well, he might as well give up.
I guess I'll make an account and write a trans guy topping a cis dude B)
Anonymousover 6 years agoAs a transguy...this was so fucking hot. The verbal possession and claiming of him, Connor paying attention to his clit and vag and how they act differently, them both getting lost in the act in totally different ways, the way Connor enjoys it more than he lets on, all of it. The oral under the desk made it worse/better in a kinky way, if that makes sense, and was a nice cap-off to this story that could also leave room for a sequel.
And in response to the other comments...yep, in reality it would be horribly creepy and wrong. Which is pretty much exactly what this site is for, since maybe they forget we're literally on literotica, lol. People's fantasies, which include some dark and kinky places, and are even better for it. And if it's not your piece of cake or you want an FTM top story, which would be equally hot, just write and post it. The more hot fiction about (and by) transguys the better.
Nice story, thanks for sharing.
