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Forbidden Sex
Author’s note: I’m not going to shy away from a fact that the story is about something which is highly forbidden in the African Society but there is no crime as writer to experiment in dark plots. It’s a fiction, after all and it’s my hope you will enjoy the story.

I’m a young guy, just starting out on my own. I live in apartment with few other guys, friends of mine. I have a good job, I’m going to school and I have a beautiful girlfriend. For now thing are going Ok but sexuality is still in its exploratory stage. For the longest time, I have masturbated after watching she-male and crossdresser porn, reading guy and transgender stories. I have a thing for feminine guys because I’m curious. It is a taboo to even think about it, so I have heard. I love the thought of a slender, soft gut arching his back and moaning like a girl. I love the thought of a cute girl, slim guy wanting to be fucked and hey, if they want to wear sexy woman’s clothing or become transsexual. More the better.

I’m pretty sure I’m not gay. I’ve gotten along with both of my girlfriends, relished screwing the first one, one look forward to making love to my current one. But the taboo and curious possibility of fucking a willing, feminine guy has its appeal. Maybe I’m a bi. At the very least I’m bi-curious. But fuck the labels as they don’t do sexuality justice, and I’m damn glad to tell the story.

Though we live in a big apartment, most of the guys are gone for December Holiday. For now it’s just me and Fredrick. Fredrick has a girlfriend too. They share most of the same interests; I have plenty of my own like video games, watching animations, etc. I’m an adult with juvenile interests. Fredrick girlfriend’s Mercy, has a little brother named Tom. He is in form two and let me tell you, he’s cute specimen. Short, slim, sort of feminine in his voice and hands. He has a cute black hair and brown eyes. Before I met him, Fredrick and Mercy would always talk about suspecting him of being a gay, because of his text conversations. Immediately my dirty mind started churning out images.

Tom would come most of the times to play video games. When I met him, my first though was how cute he’d look with my cock buried in his cute little butt. I was nice to him from the beginning, and from the beginning I got vibes that Tom was into me. Despite his tastes in music being utterly terrible, we did share an interest in wrestling and watching movies, among others. Some nights we would all five of us (Fredrick, Tom, Mercy, my girlfriend and I) have game nights and we’d play video games and watch movies. Tom and I talked quite a bit about music, and even lent him some of my CDs. I love sharing music with people. Of course I’d slightly different motivations this time around.

One particular night, things intensified. We were playing Cards, and as Tom took his turn, I felt a little foot caress my leg up and down. Seeing as how my girlfriend wasn’t with us that night, I was surprised, to say the least. I did my best to play cool; I leaned back in my chair, stretching, so I could catch a glance of the perpetrator. Sure as shitting, it was Tom. My brown eyes shot towards him, and he returned a look of what could be only called bashful mischief. He blushed. Keeping my eye on him he blushed again and looked away, though he persevered in rubbing my leg. It was hard to stifle a grin, but I did. Our feet toyed with each other all night. And as Mercy canlı bahis and Fredrick left, we both played it as if nothing happened.

Couple of days later, Mercy and Fredrick came over for another game night. However, snacks was in short supply, so Fredrick and Mercy decided to run to TRM Mall for the supplies, and I said I’d hang out with Tom until they got back.

“Hey, let’s go to my room. Listen to some music.” I said.

Tom smiled at me, and followed me into my rather specious room. My intentions were fairly innocent, but as we hung out, and Fredrick and Mercy took longer, my loins were raring for a good fuck. Every look Tom gave me, every cute smile, the way he laid on his stomach, reading album booklets and magazines….all of that began to drive me crazy with lust. I felt he was presenting himself to me, waiting for me to make a move.

Tom got up, and walked up to my shelf, which housed all my CDs and began to inspect them, as he often did, despite knowing my collection pretty well by now.

“I like that Rosa Ree Banjuka CD you borrowed to me. I’m surprised I never listen to her music before,” Tom Said.

I was watching him from my bed, magazine in him, eyes rooming up and down his slender body.

“Me too. They seem to be your thing. You can borrow another if you want; Banjuka album is pretty incredible.”

At that, I stood up, swinging my legs of the bed. I quietly approached him, and he seemed none the wiser. With predatory intent, I placed my hands on his smooth, pale, arms, just below the T-shirt sleeves. His skin was warm, and he froze as my hands grasped him.

“Uhm…” Was all he could murmur. He was trembling now, and I tilted my head to the side, catching a glimpse of his parted lips. I leaned forward and down, bending to kiss the back of his neck. His back made an obvious arch and goosebumps erupted across his body. I leaned even further, and nibbled on his ear, pressing my considerably larger body against his slim frame. An audible gasp escaped his parted lips, and he shivered. This was all the permission I needed.

I swung him around, wrapped my arms around him, and pressed my lips against his, pulling him into me. He moaned against the kiss, and my manhood was swelling like mad. He didn’t resist for a second, and our tongues began playing around in a mad dance of passion. His slender hands began caressing my forearms, running up the back of my neck and running through my hair. I had him now. It was a regular taboo kiss. Just between two guys.

I withdrew from the kiss, and our eyes met. He was putty in my hands, and we both knew it. I grasped his hips, pinning him against me with a smile, and he melted against me.

“You’re naughty…” He barely got it out before I kissed him again, backpedaling towards my bed, with him in hand. I sat down, pulling him with me, and with surprising initiative, the twerk straddled me, loosely dr****g his soft arms over my broad shoulders. We kissed, and our hands roamed each other’s’ bodies. I began undoing his pants, and he hesitated for the first time.

“What if Fredrick and Mercy get back?” He looked genuinely worried, and our eyes searched each other.

I didn’t want to stop. Not with victory so close. Not with the hard on I had, almost tearing through my pants.

“Wouldn’t it be fun to take that risk? And-“I glanced down at my lap, both of us sporting our own erections beneath our clothing.

“-I hate to let a hard-on go to waste.” I grinned devilishly bahis siteleri at him then, and I think my charm pulled it off, because he smiled back. I finished unbuttoning his tight jeans, and I laid him back on the bed, taking to kneeling at the foot, as I tugged his pants off, revealing a gorgeous surprise.

Beneath his tight jeans, he wore a stark black underwear, his little dick poking upward towards the ceiling. I looked up at him, brow elevated in mischief. He blushed, and there was no need for words. I tossed his jeans aside, kissing up his thighs and stomach. Hooking my fingers under his black panties, I slid them down, just below his privates, and left them. His cock was as cute as the rest of him, small and slender, but not ridiculously small. He had a little hair, and it only made him more adorable. I went in for the kill; figured I’d give him a treat before the real fireworks started.

I leaned down, and took his boyish cock in my mouth. Tom’ brown body convulsed a little, unused to the sensation. I lolled my tongue around his circumcised head, and his voice cried out across the room. Bobbing up and down, wrapping my fingers around the base, I sucked my first cock, and Tom had his first blowjob.

As the brown beauty writhed in delight, a big grin on his face, I ran my tongue up and down his length. To my surprise, his hands grasped my head, but not to keep me down. Tom beckoned me up the bed towards him, and we embraced in another kiss as he reached down and nimbly undid my own pants. My throbbing dick nearly erupted from my pants, slapping against his, sending a pang of pleasure through my body. I was on top of him, rubbing my cock against his as we exchanged kisses and explored each other’s bodies.

I was having trouble resisting the urge to fuck his brains out just then, but I loved watching him writhe beneath me, so I continued the foreplay, shuffling down, back to the foot of the bed, kneeling on the floor. I grasped his thighs and pulled his ass to the edge of the bed. He bit his lower lip, looking down at me, incredulously. I grinned up at the boy and spread his thighs, revealing his soft, hairless ass. It puckered as it was exposed, and Tom blushed.

“Lean back, babe.” I gestured with my hand, and he grew even more bashful at the name. Without hesitation, I delved between his legs, wriggling and worming my tongue harshly against his hole. Tom cried out.

“Oh my god!” he gasped through parted lips, as his back arched, pressing his bottom against me. I could see his toes curl. Seeing him wracked with pleasure got me red hot. I lapped at his ass, occasionally spitting on it and kissing it. I glanced upward, and the boy’s cock was absolutely throbbing as his pale, slender body trembled and convulsed in pleasure. I needed to fuck him now.

With that, I pulled him off the foot of the bed, deftly twisting him around so that he was bent over on the bed. He giggled, and I grabbed a handful of his ass as I leaned forward to kiss his back. The feminine boy arched his back with a purr, pressing his ass up against my abs. He was begging me for it.

“Stay right there.” I quickly ran across the room, opening my dresser to grab a tube of Vaseline that I often used to masturbate with. Finally it would see some good use. Lucas bit his lip again, looking up at me in awe.

“We’re really going to do this, aren’t we?” He asked. I took off my shirt, tossed it aside, and knelt behind the beauty. bahis şirketleri I applied some Vaseline to his hole, teasing the sensitive area before getting my throbbing, unsatisfied pole good and slick.

“Mhmm.” I said, perching the head of my cock at his entrance. He froze, and it was clear how nervous he actually was. I leaned forward, only applying moderate pressure at his back door. I placed my hands on his shoulders, and nibbled at his ear.

“It’ll be great…just relax. I’ll be gentle…” I persistently pushed forward, and my head shot into his hole as he relaxed, though it tightened just as quickly. Tom cried out in pain as I groaned against him. What felt amazing to me probably hurt like hell for him. His hands flew back and grasped at my hips.

“Wait, wait! Ow! Just…ngh! Hold on!” I couldn’t wait for him to get used to every inch at a time, so I kept pushing, and he grunted. His legs shook and his nails clawed at my thighs, but I kept pushing. The twink buried his head in my sheets as he screamed.

“Fuck yes!” I proclaimed, finally balls deep in this cute boy. Now I would let him adjust. I ran my hands reassuringly up and down his back, admiring what must’ve been the most beautiful thing I had ever seen: my cock, buried in a sixteen year old boy’s cute little ass, with his black panties wrapped about his smooth thighs just below his sack. I gritted my teeth, gently moving my hips to keep the blood pumping.

“OK…Mmm…keep going.” Tom suddenly said. It was all I needed to hear.

I begin fucking him slowly, gently in and gently out, and Tom was responsive. He moaned like a girl as my meat stroked his insides, stimulating every nerve without fail.

“Goddamn, Tom…mmm.” I groaned down at him, letting him know I was enjoying him as much as he was enjoying me. I picked up the pace, giving his hole a good thrust. Tom squealed. “Oh!”

I kept it up, gyrating against him, like a piston, working his feminine side like it deserved. Soon we were gasping for air both, crying out with every other thrust. We were sweating, screwing like dogs in heat. My entire body was tingling with anticipation.

Tom was squealing and moaning like a whore, with the occasional cracked voice. He clawed at my hips, and his back was almost always arched in pleasure. My cum was boiling inside of me; I had to get rid of it. I had to get it into him.

I growled, my hands reaching forth and grasping his wrists. I pulled back, as if they were his reigns, and began to fuck him wildly. Tom went nuts, his head thrown back, gasping through his teeth and unable to control the sounds exploding past his lips. He was taking it like a champ, and savoring every inch of me.
I rocketed back and forth inside of him, churning his bowels into what must’ve been a firestorm of delight. My legs began to feel that familiar tingling and pressure built at the base of my skull.

“Tom, I’m gonna—uhn…I’m gonna blow!” I could barely get the words out; I was so maddened by lust. The sweet, lustful boy only cried out louder, on the verge of screaming. My dick grew hot, and I lunged forward a last time into my lover, spewing myself all over his insides, crying out towards the ceiling.

Tom stiffened, and convulsed. “Oh fuck, oh god, OH!” And I felt his hole contract sharply and rhythmically, as he spewed all over the foot of my bed. I must’ve given his prostate a workout. My balls felt literally empty, and my nerves were tingling. My rod delivered its last spurt, and his gorgeous hole stopped clenching.

Sweating, panting, and in the afterglow of intense orgasm, I leaned forward, kissing his tired lips. If Fredrick, Mercy, or even my girlfriend ever found out about this, it would be worth it.

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