My Evolving Transition – Ch. 03 - Sex Stories

My Evolving Transition – Ch. 03

... down to my ankles. I didn’t care that an audience was glancing at me or us. Jessa kissed and bit the back of my neck. I closed my eyes and began moaning. Luckily the music was louder than my moans, or my groans when he penetrated my asshole with a finger.

I stepped out of my shorts, so I could give Jessa a better access to my butt. My cock was sloppy with cum and pre-cum, and I was moaning more. I could tell my cock was bleeding cum as I felt the liquid running down my bare inner thighs.

It was then, I noticed that the other fag dudes who were dancing near us were now getting it on as well, with their partners.

The bartender had said Jessa was clean and a good kid, so I decided to take the risk. Even if he acted like a bit of a Femboy, he had me hooked.

“Are you staying at the joint across the road,”

he whispered.

“Yes,”

I stuttered.

“Do you want to take this to your room, because I so want to fuck you,”

he said, while he licked and slobbered my neck and ear.

“Yes, yes,”

I anxiously answered. I want him to fuck me as well.

“We’ll grab some booze and make a night of it”

he bit my ear.

I picked up my fallen shorts between my ankles, and then wrapped them around my arm, like a sweatband or an arm guard. With my cock flopping freely underneath my basketball top, we then went to the bar and ordered some takeaway beverages.

Jack Daniels cans and a few mini-bar bottles, and I tipped the bartender for the night. All the time, Jessa was ...

... pumping his thumb into my ass, making me sigh slightly, and I was loving it.

I found it hard not to whimper while I spoke to the bartender. The bartender gave me a naughty wink, as he knew what was going on, and what was about to go on.

Outside the venue we acted like a normal couple, cuddling up to each other, I felt like the female in this partnership, whether I would admit it or not. By now he had his two hands spreading my ass cheeks apart and the two middle fingers of his right hand working my asshole, while we kissed by the traffic light.

Luckily my basketball top was big enough to walk in the darkness to not show the public I was nude underneath, as they walked by us from the front. We stopped briefly when the light changed, I leaned down to pick up the bag of alcohol. From behind people would know that my cock was free balling as I bent down. No one was nearby.

Once we were crossing the lights, we hugged onto each other's hips, once again. I carried the alcohol in my free hand, while he caressed my bare ass with his. As we were almost way across, he gives my ass a few small whacks, bringing a tiny grin to my cheeky face. The cars waiting for the lights to change were teased by him when he lifted my top. They had no idea in the night if I was a girl or a boy.

“I love cock in my ass, don’t you”

Jessa announced, as he gave my ass another slap.

“So do I, yes, it’s to die for,”

was my response. I didn't know what to say but agreed with him.

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