First Femboy - Sex Stories

First Femboy

... let him know that he was the first male I ever found attractive which is what has held my imagination for a few months. I then suggested that we call it a night so that we didn't make any foolish decisions. He told me that he had also been thinking about me for a few months and has fantasized about being with me many times. He added that he has been waiting to finally see my cock and did not want to wait any longer. So we headed to my place.

On the way, I thought back to my few experiences with guys. They were explorations into letting go. I have a stressful job where I manage people, lots of responsibilities. So in my explorations I mostly assumed the bottom role - no stress - no thinking - just taking and pleasing. It was clear that this was not one of those situations. I was the top - Jamie was the bottom. We did not have to discuss it, the vibe was there. So I thought through the things I had wanted and decided to give those things to Jamie.

When we got to the house I took control. The first thing I told him was that

"We should never do anything you are not comfortable doing. Use the safe word "detention" if you ever need to."

I then grabbed 2 beers, sat in my chair and told him

"Strip."

He complied - with a sexy little show - though unintentional - of disrobing. He quickly took off his shirt, then slowly lowered his pants, and took off his socks until all he had left were his Victoria's Secret lace panties. He turned a few times, and bent over to show ...

... me his tight ass, then slid them down, past his knees and around his ankles and off. I was not able to see his cock yet, and when he turned around his hand were covering himself. I commanded him to

"put your hands behind your head and show me everything."

He closed his eyes and did it. I told him to

"walk to me."

I lifted his cock and caressed his balls. They were nice - nothing huge but respectable and clean - totally clean. Jamie did not have a hair on his body.

Then I told him to

"turn around and grab your ankles."

I then grabbed his ass and spread his cheeks apart. Again - totally clean. I liked what I saw.

Now I commanded him to

"get on your knees and pull my cock out."

As expected, the power structure worked for both of us. He had clarity on what to do / what I wanted and I was in the dominant headspace. He knelt down, undid my belt and button and unzipped my pants. I lifted up and he slid them and my boxer briefs down to my ankles. I got back into command mode

"Hold my cock and stare at it."

He complied - mesmerized by the sight of the cock he had dreamed of in his hand.

"Smell it."

"Kiss the tip."

"Lick my balls."

He eagerly complied. I sipped my beer with one hand and grabbed my cock with the other. I rubbed my precum on his lips then slapped his face with my cock - everywhere: forehead, cheeks, nose, chin, eyes...

"Tell me what you want."

"May I please suck your cock?"

I put my beer down and grabbed his head ...