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Steeling my nerves, I approached the giant blue man, trying to look casual.
“Hey bud, what's up?” asked Kinni.
“Hey Kinni, would you like to-” I started.
“Hell yeah!” interrupted Kinni. He paused. “Sorry, continue.”
“... Would you like to have sex?” I finished, raising an eyebrow.
“Hell yeah!” repeated Kinni, louder this time. “Right now? ‘Cause I'm totally down for right now.”
I shrugged. “Sure, why not!”
Kinni grinned. “Perfect! Let's go somewhere a little more private.” Without saying anything more, he picked me up and slung me over his shoulder.
“W-woah!” I gasped, flailing a bit.
–
Kinni sat down on the bed next to me. “So, you're trans, right? Mind giving me a rundown of what you call your equipment, and what's off-limits?”
“I am,” I said, nodding. “The bit that, er, sticks out is my cock or dick. My extra orifice is my front hole, or just hole. That's also my orifice of choice. I've had top surgery, but it's still weird having my chest touched. Don't touch my shoulders, upper arms, forehead, or the top of my head. Those ones aren't for gender reasons, obviously, but…”
“No sweat! Doesn't matter why. I can work with that!” said Kinni. He patted his package, which was presently straining against his jockstrap. “Assuming you're bottoming, think you can handle the famous bulge?”
I eyed Kinni's bulge eagerly. “If the dimensions in public knowledge are accurate, I think I can handle at least some of it if I stretch a bit first. I've never taken a real cock that size, but I've had a lot of practice with silicone. I'm a bit of a collector, in that regard.”
Kinni grinned. “Not a problem! Let's get to it.” He grabbed a bottle of lube and a condom off of the nightstand, and set them on a towel on the bed.
Nervous but eager, I watched the heavily muscled man shift around on the bed.
Kinni leaned in and pulled me closer for an enthusiastic kiss. He slipped his tongue into my mouth, swirling it around my own.
I reciprocated, gently nibbling and sucking Kinni's tongue. I pulled away, then went back in to bite his lip.
Kinni moaned softly, then nibbled my lower lip, also drawing a moan from me.
We made out for a while, and then I pulled away to catch my breath.
“You good?” asked Kinni.
“Yeah! I'm really enjoying this,” I said, wiping saliva from my face. “Makes me think of the first time I entered a gaybar. It was a few years before I transitioned, and I saw a couple of men making out by the dance floor. Mouths wide open, lips locked together, really going at it. I was fascinated, and just a little jealous, despite identifying as a lesbian at the time. But, look at me now… a hot guy, kissing another hot guy like that.”
Kinni chuckled. “Well, glad to hear it, and glad to be part of it!” He paused. “I hope this is all right to ask, but… Is it common for trans men to have identified as lesbian at some point? You're not the first I've heard that from.”
“Oh yeah, a ton of transmascs have a lesbian phase,” I confirmed. “Doesn't matter what orientation they settle on after transition. Even if they're no longer into women at all, there's a good chance they've at least briefly identified as lesbian. Gender and sexuality are easy to confuse sometimes.”
“Huh! Thought so,” said Kinni. He leaned in and kissed me again. His hand wandered to my crotch and cupped it and my ass in his massive palm. His thumb found my cock through my underwear and rubbed it slowly.
I gasped in pleasure and pulled away from the kiss.
Kinni chuckled deviously, and continued to rub my cock, using just the right amount of pressure.
“A-ah, fuuuck,” I moaned. I clutched at his arm and leaned into his touch, bucking my hips.
“That is so hot,” murmured Kinni. “You ready for a finger inside you? With lube, obviously.”
“Y-yeah,” I gasped.
Kinni released his grasp on my body, then tugged my boxers off with a single huge finger. He picked up the bottle of lube and dispensed some into his hand, then rubbed it all over his fingers, getting them nice and slick. Grabbing the bottle again, he added even more lube, and then applied it to my vulva. Gently, he slipped a finger into my hole.
I gasped from the sudden size of his finger inside me, and gripped the sheets. I wondered internally if I was in over my head, but it felt so good, the thought fizzled out as quickly as it appeared.
“You good?” asked Kinni, visibly concerned.
“Y-yeah, just gimme a moment,” I gasped. “This is bigger than I usually start with, but it feels amazing. I just need a moment to acclimate.”
“No rush!” said Kinni gently.
After a little while, I nodded. “All right! Go ahead and start moving.”
Slowly, Kinni began curling his finger upwards, stimulating my g-spot.
I moaned, clutching the sheets. After not very long, I felt myself approaching my climax. “H-hey, I'm getting close.”
“Got another in ya after that, or should we take a breather so you don't cum yet?” asked Kinni, slowing his motion but not stopping.
“I can have two orgasms, if there's a little break after the first,” I said. “But if I have two during sex, I'll have more, and I'll just keep having them for like half an hour, even after the sex stops.”
Kinni grinned. “You say that as if it's not the hottest thing I've heard all week.”
“It stops being fun after the first dozen or so. It actually gets kinda uncomfortable after that, and it's just… kinda embarrassing,” I said.
“That's not embarrassing, that's just hot,” said Kinni matter-of-factly. “Being uncomfortable is no fun, though! But I'm game if you are. I'm not going anywhere while you're still incapacitated. I'll hold you until you're actually done, if that's fine by you!”
“Sounds good to me!” I said, giving him a thumbs up.
Kinni resumed his previous pace, stroking my g-spot eagerly.
I got closer and closer to my climax until I hit the tipping point, coming so hard I saw stars. The contractions of my hole pushed out Kinni's finger, and I squirted onto the sheets as he pulled his hand away.
“Oh damn, you're a squirter?! Jackpot!” said Kinni gleefully. “That is so hot. Need a moment before we continue?”
“Yeah!” I gasped, catching my breath.
“Okay, take your time!” said Kinni. “I wanna make sure you can take two of my fingers before my cock goes anywhere near your hole.”
After a bit, I nodded again. “Okay. I'm good to continue.”
“Great!” said Kinni. He dispensed a generous amount of lube into his hand, and distributed it across his fingers. “You ready?”
“Yup!” I said, spreading my legs.
Kinni slid his finger into my hole again, this time using a thrusting movement.
After a while, my body relaxed a bit more and his finger moved freely in and out of my hole. “I'm ready for the second finger!”
“Comin’ right up!” said Kinni, grinning. With some difficulty, but gently, he inserted a second finger.
“A-ah, fffuck,” I groaned, simultaneously hit with waves of pleasure and pain.
“You good?” asked Kinni.
“Y-yeah,” I gasped, clutching the sheets. “Just… gimme a minute before you start moving.”
“No rush at all,” said Kinni gently.
After some time, I nodded. “Go ahead… slowly.”
“Can do!” said Kinni eagerly. He pumped his fingers in and out of my hole, very slowly and gently. As my body relaxed more, and at my urging, he sped up a bit.
I gasped and moaned as his thick fingers stretched my hole. It was not entirely comfortable, but it felt so good, I didn't care. I wanted more.
“Think you're about ready for the main event?” asked Kinni.
“Yessss,” I moaned.
“Perrrfect,” purred Kinni. He removed his jockstrap, which was sopping wet with precum, revealing his massive blue cock. It was heavily veined and alarmingly thick, but not quite as thick as some of my toys. It would be a stretch, but I figured I could take it.
“Damn, dude,” I marveled. “That's one impressive cock.”
“Thanks!” said Kinni, beaming proudly. He carefully unwrapped the condom, and rolled it onto his penis. Another generous glob of lube was applied, and he lined his member up at my entrance. “Ready?”
“Ready as I'll ever be!” I said, grinning.
Gently, he pushed his cock into my hole, and let out an ecstatic moan.
I yelped in pain as his cock stretched me much more than I anticipated.
“Oh shit, are you okay?” asked Kinni, pulling out very carefully.
As soon as it was out, I knew I wanted it back in again, despite the pain. “Y-yeah! Damn, that thing is huge. Uhh. Grab some more lube and put it in again, slowly. That's what I do with big toys.”
“If you're sure!” said Kinni, concern in his voice.
“I'm sure,” I said firmly. “I-I want that thing inside me.”
Kinni lubed up his cock again, and gently guided it back into my hole.
Pleasure and pain hit me, as Kinni's member stretched me again. This time, though, it was more manageable. “Ohhh fffuck,” I moaned.
“Dude, you are really tight,” groaned Kinni, gritting his teeth. “You sure you're okay?”
“Y-yeah,” I gasped. “Just… just gimme a minute.” After a bit of acclimating, I gestured for Kinni to continue.
Slowly, and without going too deep, Kinni began thrusting. He moaned loudly.
I gasped and moaned with each stroke, as his massive cock sunk into my hole. It was still painful for a bit, but quickly became more pleasurable than anything else.
Kinni sped up a bit, his breathing becoming labored. His throbbing cock plunged deeper into my hole, sending waves of ecstasy and pain through my body with each thrust.
I quickly reached a second climax, my hole gripping Kinni's cock as I thrashed around.
This also sent Kinni over the edge, and he let out a groan as he thrusted into me deeply, getting in a few more slow strokes as cum spurted out of his cock.
I yelped at the sudden increase in depth, pain spreading through my body.
“Oh shit, oh shit!” said Kinni, pulling out gingerly. “Dude, I'm so sorry. Are you all right?”
“I-I'll be fine!” I gasped, putting my hand between my legs shakily.
Kinni looked down. “Oh. Oh, no. Uhhh… you wouldn't happen to be on your period, would you?”
“I better not be,” I groaned. “I don't have a uterus anymore. Why?”
“Uhhhh,” stammered Kinni.
I pulled my hand away from my crotch and examined it. My fluids were tinted red. “Ahh, fuck.” I gasped suddenly as I came again despite everything, squirting as my body spasmed painfully. “Ahhh, fuck. Fuck. Uhh. How much blood do you see?”
“N-not a lot, but there's some,” stammered Kinni. “I am so, so sorry. Sh-should I… do you need a doctor?”
“Not an emergency if there's not a lot. I'll call my gyno later,” I said, unsuccessfully attempting to sit up. I came again, and the pain brought tears to my eyes.
“Oh no, oh no,” murmured Kinni, scooping me up and bringing me close to his chest. “Hey, I've gotcha. You're gonna be okay, all right?”
“I'm sorry,” I croaked, tears falling down my cheeks.
“You're sorry? No. No. I should have been more gentle, it's not your fault,” said Kinni, panic in his voice.
I came again, and let out a sob. “Ah! I'm s-so embarrassed…”
Kinni pulled me closer and rubbed my back reassuringly. “Hey, it's all right. You can cry if you need to.”
He held me for what seemed like ages as I sobbed and came repeatedly.
–
After my orgasms fizzled out, Kinni gently bathed me, and left me on his bed wrapped in a huge towel while he showered himself.
I looked around the room blearily, not really taking in my surroundings. I looked down at my feet, and my vision blurred with tears again.
I blew it, he's gonna hate me now. This is so humiliating, why can't my body just cooperate? Why does sex have to be such an ordeal for me? I'd rather be anywhere but here right now, but I'm too shaky to go anywhere.
Not much later, Kinni emerged from the bathroom, clad only in a towel and his usual paper bag ‘hood’. “Hey. How are you feeling?” he asked gently.
“I'm… I'm so embarrassed,” I murmured. “I thought I could handle it. I was wrong. I feel… so, so stupid.”
“You're not stupid,” said Kinni softly. “You're not the first person to be a little too ambitious about taking on the bulge. Nothing to be embarrassed about.”
“I have more horniness than sense,” I mumbled.
“Oh man, that's practically my personal motto,” muttered Kinni.
I chuckled weakly.
“Hey, a laugh! That's a good sign,” said Kinni, smiling.
“Heh, yeah,” I murmured. “Thank you for… this. The aftercare. I appreciate it.”
“Hey, no problem. It's the least I can do,” said Kinni. “I'm sorry I hurt you, I really should have been more careful.”
“You kept asking me if you should stop, but I kept telling you to keep going,” I said, blushing and staring very intently at the floor. “This is on me.”
Kinni shook his head. “I could have just said no at any time. You didn't force me to injure you, I was perfectly capable of refusing to do something that could put your health at risk. I wanted to believe it was fine just because you insisted it was, but yanno. With great bulge comes great responsibility.”
I snort-laughed. “Fair point!”
“It also didn't quite register when you told me that you keep coming even after it stops feeling good,” said Kinni. “That looked painful, I'm sorry.”
“Usually it's fine! Usually it's just inconvenient and mildly uncomfortable, and the worst thing that usually happens with that is when partners have gotten grossed out or laughed at me for it, and I didn't get the impression that would be an issue with you,” I said, shrugging.
“People really do that?!” cried Kinni, visibly appalled. “That's so mean! Not to mention ungrateful. Especially laughing at you for it! I'm glad you knew I wouldn't pull some nonsense like that.”
I nodded. “You did make it clear that you thought it was hot.”
“Heh… pretty much anything consensual is hot to me, so don't be shy to bring anything up,” said Kinni.
“Noted!” I said, raising a curious eyebrow. “I'll keep that in mind, if we ever do this again.”
There was a brief silence.
Kinni tapped his fingers together, and side-eyed me. “Were you… planning on doing this again?”
I froze, then looked away, feeling my cheeks get hot. “I… I don't know. I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to assume that - um. I'm sorry, I just… uhh…”
“Assume what?” asked Kinni. He paused. “Oh! Did you think I meant I'm not down for another try some time? Oh no, no, I'm totally down for that, I just…”
I stared intently at the floor. “I'm… I don't know. I'm not sure. I'm sorry. I-I'm sorry, I…”
Kinni gestured dismissively. “Hey, don't worry about that right now. No pressure, regardless.”
I glanced at my wrist, remembered I wasn't wearing a watch, and shrugged. “Hey. What time is it?”
“Not sure, but I'd guess just about midnight?” said Kinni.
“Oof… I should probably get going soon. I just need to get my bearings first,” I murmured.
“You can stay overnight if you need to,” offered Kinni.
“Uh… N-no, that won't be necessary, but thank you,” I stammered.
“Oh! Uhh, no problem,” said Kinni, rubbing the back of his head.
–
I grabbed my bag, and turned around to face Kinni. “Well! Um. See you later?”
“Yeah!” said Kinni. “I hope you feel better soon.”
“Thank you,” I said, then turned and left the room.