Two transgender people make love
So Kayla, do I win some kind of reward for the times I managed the word "masturbation" in this? I also thought of a *fun* drinking game with the hop, but alas, I have no alcohol in the house :D. I got the majority of this written during my first church service of the day; Audrey approves.
But I thought of Pekka, saw the cum on the cock, and that led me to Audrey. You see, Pekka is a trans man who has had scrotal- and phalloplasty as well as a penis implant so he has erections with his surgically created penis. While I usually treat my transgender characters as their gender with the genital reality- like Audrey is a transgender woman but she has kept her intact penis and she uses it in sexual situations- I decided in this piece to allow their specific realities to shine through in their intimacy. By the way, when he think of "the T," he's thinking about testosterone, which for transgender men is the one hormone they have to take to transition to more masculine.
Pekka clasped his cock.
"My good boy," Audrey murmured. She massaged his balls until his cock grew hard in his hand. "My love."
He pressed the side of his body against her. Huffing his breath, he forced his attention on this moment, his body, his Lady.
Audrey opened a bottle of his favorite warning lube over his cock and let it flow for long moments. Her gaze traveled to his face as she pushed the bottle closed; this eyes met and he groaned deeply. "Are you feeling good?"
"Yes, thanks, my Lady, for your care." He pressed his face against her shoulder.
"You'd tell me if this form of masturbation no longer gave you pleasure?"
"Of course, my Lady," he whimpered.
She brushed her hand over his chest, her fingers digging into the thick chest hair that had thankfully come with the T. "My perfectly gorgeous submissive. I'm so grateful you included me in your quest to balance your masculinity and submission."
"Please keep stroking my chest like that, my Lady," he begged.
"Yes, my boy." She kissed his forehead.
He moaned, his mixed emotions oddly filling the sound. "I don't--" His words caught when her fingers moved over his erect nipple.
"What don't you?"she cooed as her hand slipped down his chest, across his rippling abs to finally tug on his abundant pubic hair.
"Please touch your cock, my Lady. I so want to see you come when my orgasm grows too much for my body to hold back any longer. Please, I beg, my Lady."
"Yes, my boy." She kissed and licked his cheek, ear, lips. Her hand slid off him.
He thrust his hips up as she grasped her cock, her fingers gently pushed back her foreskin. Licking his lips, he gazed at the pre-cum glistening on her glans. "My Lady," he gasped.
"I love hearing your arousal in your voice like that." She grasped the base of his cock beneath his hand before starting to stroke her own cock. "What if I'd said no?"
"I might have cried, my Lady," he rasped.
"Sweet boy. I know you find the most pleasure in mutual masturbation." She grinned.
"Your expression when I finally begged made me want to come right then, my Lady." He stroked his cock faster. With his other hand, he began to pinch his nipples.
"You know you don't have to beg to orgasm when you and I are enjoying time together like this," she purred. "You aren't trying to come at the same time like a romance novel? I don't need no hero like one of those books."
He shuddered against the bed, her words pushing that first small orgasm to burst in his belly. "Yes, yes," he hissed. He gripped the base of his cock to keep the orgasm pulsing in him. "Lady!" Shuddering again, he pressed against her.
"Good thing your writhing turns me on so," she growled as her palm moved over her glans as her ejaculation starting, her cum spraying over his lower body, dripping down the head of his cock.
"Love you love you love you, Lady! My Lady!" He whipped over onto his side and clung to her through the final throbbings of their closely timed orgasms.
"That's my boy. Love my sweet, wonderful boy." She held him tight and rested her chin on his head. "Always so perfect to masturbate with you, my love."
Kissing her neck, he bathed in her embrace.
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8/28/2017 11:20:10 am
Thanks for the comment. And yes, true on simultaneous orgasm. They weren't so much as trying as it ended up working because of the realities of orgasm for transgender people whose bodies are like these two. A penis created through phalloplasty doesn't ejaculate semen; my understanding of the surgery is that a skilled surgeon includes the nerves of the enlarged clitoris into the penis.
8/30/2017 05:25:10 pm
I barely registered the "otherness" of this being between two transgender people. Truly all I noticed was the deep eroticism. Which is how it should be. :)
8/31/2017 09:40:37 am
thanks, Kayla. I was a bit nervous since usually, I don't so highlight the ways in which they are "Other"- like Pekka not ejaculating and having orgasms that are much more like what a cisgender woman having a clitoral orgasm.
8/30/2017 09:07:01 pm
What an intense time shared between these two, I loved it.
8/31/2017 09:41:54 am
thanks :) Funny- I debated if I'd wanted to make it more obviously BDSM lifestyle than it is. It's so easy to miss that if you aren't used to title use, I find.
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