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I’m a 31 year old bi guy, and this story is about a trans dude I’ve been fucking. I was going back and forth on whether or not to post this since this sub seems very much focused on she/her pussy, but I decided to say fuck it and pull the trigger since he/him pussy rules and you fellas oughta know about it. Sorry for the M dashes; promise I’m just an insufferable writer and not actually AI. TW: mentions of rape play and impact play.

So I’ve been fucking Zeke (FtM, 32) for several months now. I’m a 6’1 white dude, bout 230lbs, big bald n bearded motherfucker with a big dick. Zeke is this 5’1 little blonde thing with the easiest pussy you’ve ever seen — during our first hookup, he was cumming about every other minute.

After this first hookup, Zeke realized he liked dick so much that he had to break things off with his girlfriend. Score one for me.

But since then, Zeke has also started seeing a man in his 50s. We’ll call him Mike. Mike is an incredibly sweet and loving guy. He loves to shower Zeke with praise, loves to hold him tight, loves to tell him what a special little guy he is. I wouldn’t say that Mike and Zeke are dating, per se — but Mike is incredibly protective of Zeke and loves to have him over for long sleepovers where they cuddle and explore each other’s bodies and share intimate feelings. Mike isn’t as big as me down there, but credit where credit is due, he makes Zeke cum quite a bit when they’re together. Not that it’s hard.

Now, here’s where it gets juicy in a way that I think this sub would appreciate.

Mike vaguely knows of my existence, but Zeke doesn’t tell him what we actually get up to, because he thinks it would genuinely upset Mike — as I mentioned, he’s very protective of Zeke. Zeke calls me his “sadist” and keeps it at that. Mike will sometimes half-jokingly (only half) make snippy comments about “Mr. Sadist” being too rough when Zeke mentions his holes being sore for a whole week after seeing me.

Here’s what Zeke doesn’t tell him.

Zeke doesn’t tell Mike that he likes to get raped. He doesn’t mention that the main thing I do to him when we’re together his push his boundaries and force as many orgasms as possible out of him until it hurts too much for him to continue, and then I fuck some more out of him.

Zeke doesn’t tell Mike that by now it’s actually a lie that he’s never squirted, and moreover, he doesn’t have the heart to admit that it was his “sadist” that made it happen. Mike still thinks Zeke hasn’t or maybe even can’t squirt.

Zeke doesn’t tell Mike that not only do I dick him down better, but that I eat him out better, too. The first time I made Zeke squirt was when I ate him out and sucked on his clit so hard that he squirted, and then I tortured him by wrapping my arms around his waist and holding him down so he couldn’t squirm away from overstimulation while I proceeded to make him drench my beard and bed with his fluids for as long as I wanted. His cunt hurt afterwards.

Zeke doesn’t tell Mike that I’m the only guy who’s allowed to fuck his ass, and that I can really easily make him squirt from fucking his perfect little asshole. He didn’t want me to fuck his ass at first — no anal was one of his rules — but after giving it a proper tongue bath and telling him how hot it was to fuck his pussy with my thumb in his hole, how my thumb could feel the ridge of my cock head pumping in and out of his cunt through the wall of his ass, I turned him on enough that he let me go for it and fuck his ass. Zeke squirted twice from my dick in his ass that day.

Zeke doesn’t tell Mike that since that day, he begs me for anal. Mike still gets told no anal sex.

Zeke doesn’t tell Mike that he loves it when I smack him. Zeke’s ass is this perfect, big, bouncy, bubbly thing that jiggles so fuckin right when you slap it. What’s even better is that feeling a handprint burning on his ass makes Zeke absolutely desperate to get railed. And I get to smack not just his ass, but all over the rest of him, too. Mike was quite distressed once to see Zeke covered in the marks that he had begged me for.

Lastly, Zeke doesn’t tell Mike that I’ll chase him down on the bed when he tries to tap out. He doesn’t tell Mike that I’ll pin his tiny frame to the mattress and hold him down so he can’t escape while I fuck orgasm after orgasm out of him and he begs me to stop. While he tells me he can’t take any more as I fuck still more out of him, that his core hurts from being used. Like I said, Zeke doesn’t tell Mike that he likes to be raped. He also doesn’t tell Mike that these are the moments he masturbates to the most when we’re apart, and that his rib cage being bruised enough for him to have to masturbate through the discomfort makes him even wetter and more desperate to get my dick again.

Mike doesn’t like me. Last time he played with Zeke, he tried to finger Zeke’s asshole and got turned down because it was just so fucking sore. Zeke told me the dude went all serious for a second, then softened and quietly begged Zeke to tell his “sadist” to leave some of his asshole for him next time.

I’ll leave it there for now. I’m still not quite convinced this post won’t get taken down for some reason — Reddit’s auto filter and mods can be finicky at the best of times.