And I just look at him. At his dick. At Kayden’s real dick. It’s small, a lot smaller than mine, but it’s absolutely a real dick. Even though I’ve watched a ton of trans-masc porn lately and know what to expect, it still surprises me how much it looks like a dick. A smaller version, sure, but dicks come in all kinds of different sizes. I lick my lips, Kayden’s evident arousal invading the air between us, and my dick starts leaking in my pants.
“Can I… Can I touch you?”
“Yes.” His voice is thick, shaking slightly. I reach for him and carefully trail my fingers from the base of his dick to the very tip. Kayden hisses,his hips shooting forward, his hand twisting my hair. He’s so soft and hard at the same time. His dick is surrounded by a nest of neatly trimmed, dark blond hair, and along with the smell of him, there’s no fucking doubt in my mind. Kayden is all guy, his raw masculinity the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
“So… what do you think?” His voice shakes.
“I think… I think I’m in love with your dick, baby.” It’s true. I’m fucking mesmerized as I continue to slide my fingers up and down his length.
Kayden laughs at that. “Really?”
“Absolutely. I can’t wait to get my mouth on you, to taste you. Can I?”
“Please,” he whines, thrusting his hips forward wantonly.
“Tell me what to do. Tell me how to blow you.”
And he does. He tells me how he likes it. The amount of pressure and how to use my fingers, too. How I can stroke him with my thumb and index finger while I tease his swollen cockhead with my tongue. He tells me how he prefers that my tongue doesn’t dip to his front hole, but that he doesn’t mind me sucking the tip of his dick. He tells me everything, his voice hesitant and unsure at first, until I feel his confidence growing, and his pride too, because it’s obvious Kayden is proud of the body he has. He’s proud of his dick and how hard it gets when he’s aroused. His arousal builds and surges and grows in my mouth as I suck him. He tastes divine, all male and musky, and I can’t get enough. My cock is leaking, and I need friction, something, anything. Laving at Kayden’s length, I unzip my pants and free my cock. I wrap my fist around the swollen head, using my precum to stroke myself. Kayden vibrates against my tongue, his thighs shaking as his desire builds and builds, heading towards his impending climax.
“Caleb,” he moans. “More.” I suck harder, giving him what he wants, and I feel it, the moment he comes, shaking underneath me, his cock pulsing in my mouth. He shouts, his hands fisting my hair as he pumps his hips against me, again and again, riding out his orgasm against my face. He’s fucking beautiful, and it’s not until he slowly comes down that I realize the only thing different about this blowjob is that I don’t have a guy’s cum in my mouth. Kayden’s taste still floods my mouth, though. I’m filled with it, and the feeling of him still lingers on my tongue. He breathes heavily underneath me, and when I look up, I find his head tipped back against the couch, his chest heaving, his eyes closed in sheer bliss. I did that to him. I made Kayden come, perhaps for the first time with another person.
Eventually, Kayden lifts his head and looks at me. He doesn’t say anything, but I see it there, written all over his face.Was it okay? WasIokay?
I lick my lips, his taste still filling my mouth. Swallowing, I lean in and kiss his stomach. His hands are still buried in my hair, and I savor the connection.
I look up, and our eyes lock. “Are you okay?”
He nods slowly. “Yes. More than okay.”
His face goes up in flames, and I can’t help laughing. “Fuck, you’re cute.”
He shakes his head, but I can tell my words make him happy. “Was that…” I nod at his dick. “Was that your first time? Your first blowjob?”
“Yes,” he whispers.
“How was it?”How was I?
“It was fucking everything.” He digs his teeth into his bottom lip in contemplation.“How was it for you?”
“The hottest fucking thing ever.” It’s true. Blowing Kayden was easily one of the most erotic experiences of my life. He was so responsive it blew my mind.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, baby.” I pull my hand away from my cock and nod at my crotch. “Look how fucking hard you’ve made me. Look how I’m fucking leaking all over the place.”
Kayden’s eyes widen as he licks his lips. “You want to…” Something sparks in his eyes. Something new and dirty and hot. I stroke myself, my cock aching with need.
“What?” I grit.
“You wanna come on my stomach? I’ve always wanted to try that.”
“Fuck yes!”
He laughs, then pulls up his shirt, revealing his flat, tanned abs. A trail of hair leads all the way up to his belly button, and I can’t wait to lick it, to trace it with my tongue.Next time, I tell myself.Next time.I stroke myself faster, harder, my cock tunneling in and out of my fist. Within seconds, I’m flying toward my orgasm. Kayden’s eyes don’t leave my hand for one second, and mine don’t leave his eyes. My gut clenches with need, and my balls draw up. I’m so fucking close, but something’s holding me back. I don’t know what it is. I can’t explain it, but it feels like I’m afraid of letting go. I thrust faster into my fist, my orgasm just lingering outside of my grasp.
Then Kayden licks his lips, just a barely there movement of his tongue, before a single word spills from his lips, like a plea, like a command, too. “Come.”
And that’s it. With that ‘come,’ I shoot all over Kayden’s stomach. Thick white ropes of cum land on his happy trail and his abs. I stroke myself through my release, pulling every last bit of desire from my body,feeling Kayden’s eyes on me the entire time. My body shakes, and my mind goes to that floaty place where there’s just freedom and warmth and lightness. I collapse on top of Kayden, my cum trapped between us, and he wraps his arms around me, holding me close. My head rests against his chest, and it feels like floating in the ocean; the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest like a comforting wave. My eyes drift closed, and I listen to Kayden’s heart, the quietthump-thump-thumpechoing my own heartbeat. His fingers play with my hair, and I just am. There’s no before and no after. There’s just now, this moment, the aftermath with him.