Felix the femboy

I stumble into our trainee and we both crash onto the floor, he on his back and me on top of him. My right knee is pressed against his crotch, one of my hands lays on his chest and our faces are only a few inches apart. To my surprise one of the first things I notice are his glossy lips and the scent of strawberries. He wears definately more makeup than Caroline, but the slutty look with the smokey eyes suits him.

"Hey Mr. G." ('He calls me Mr. G, exactly like Tracy does. Must be some generation thing.') Felix smiles at me innocently and licks his lips. I sense one of his knees is softly pressed against my balls from below and I'm absolutely sure he must feel my boner like this. "Normally I'm asked for a date before I end in such a situation." I'm thankful he tries to defuse the situation by a joke and try to stand up, but he holds onto my shoulders. "No need to rush Mr. G, I like what I feel." He lifts himself up on me and his lips get closer and closer to mine. ('Stop him Andrew, you have to stop him. OMG is he going to kiss me?') My inner voice screams inside my head, but I do nothing to stop him.

Then an angry voice from above stops him in his motion. "I didn't want you to do it here directly in front of my office Andrew!" Caroline must have heard our collision and wants to check what happened. ('How do I manage to embarrass myself in front of my boss so often? Feels like my hidden superpower. ') "At least go to the restroom and don't keep the others from their work for fucks sake."

"Sorry Mrs. Masters, but it's not what it looks like." ('She has to believe me. It was clearly not my fault.') "We just..."

"Oh, are you two not rubbing your knees against your tiny dicks and fool around on the floor of our office? Because that is exactly what it looks like!" She notes with an amused expression.

"It was completely by accident, I swear." I finally manage to break free from Felix' hug and get up from the floor. "I would never... and surely not in the office... I mean..." ('That was just a silly coincidence, can't she see it. Or does she want to embarrass me intentionally? Make me look ridiculous in front of all my colleagues?') Meanwhile there has gathered a small crowd around us, but as Betty from HR asks what has happened, Caroline shooes her away.

"Nothing to see here ladies. The guys just got carried away and fooled around a little bit, but I just told them to continue at a more private place in their lunch break and not during work time." Ms. Masters explains the situation absolutely wrong and I blush even more.

"I wouldn't mind watching them a little bit." I hear one of my female colleagues, I think it was Leyla, whisper to another woman and they both giggle amused.

"But that's not what happened, I just ..." I see how Caroline raises her eyebrows and shoots me a look, that makes me close my mouth and shut up. Before anyone can say more, Felix grabs my hand and pulls me away toward the restroom.

"Sorry Mrs. M., it was totally my fault. It will not happen again. Till later." I just let Felix drag me with him and as the door of the restroom closes behind us, he turns to me with a wrinkled smile. "Sorry Mr. G., it was not my intention to get you in trouble." He is somewhat shorter than me and looks up to me with puppy eyes while he nibbles on his lower lip. "If it helps, I don't think your dick is tiny, at least it felt quite big against my leg." We both blush when he tells me this, but that doesn't stop him from continuing. "Perhaps I can make it up to you somehow." His smile becomes more seductive and his cheek bulges from his tongue.

"That's not necessary Felix, it was also my fault, so no form of reparation is needed." The effort of will required to not stare at his lips and imagine them wrapping around my cock is enormous. "Look how late it already is, time to go home, ain't I'm right?" ('Why became my palms so sweaty all of a sudden? And why am I so hard?')

"You tell me you don't want me to help you out..." Slowly he closes the distance between us. "But your body says something else." Felix looks at the tent in my pants and chuckles. I try to escape him and take a step back, but when I feel the edge of the sink in my back, I realize I'm trapped. "You must have a lot of pent-up energy, if you haven't had sex for such a long time. I just offer you a much needed relief." He is standing right in front of me now and placing his hands on my shoulders. I don't stop him as his fingers wander down my chest and when his palm rests on the bulge in my pants, I softly moan against his face.

"Wait, how do you know about my sexlife?" I grab his wrist and gently remove his hand from my crotch, using all my will power. Than I try to make my voice sound more serious and confident. "And by the way I'm straight."

"As is spaghetti. Until it's wet." He winks at me and I'm so speechless from his cheeky answer, I don't even stop him as he closes the distance between us again and simply kisses me softly.

His lips are incredibly soft and tender and it doesn't even feel like kissing a man. Or how I thought it would feel to kiss a man. Without noticing it, I close my eyes and return the kiss. The scent of strawberries intensifies, filling my nostrils and my heartbeat gets quicker and quicker. One of my hands finds the way to the back of his head and I ruffle through his pink hair while I hold him in place. Very carefully I open my mouth and he accepts my invitation without the slightest hesitation, invading my mouth with his tongue, entangling mine in a lustful battle. We both moan openly into each others mouth now and his hands went straightly back to the front of my pants. The femboy wastes no more time and with deft movements he opens belt and buttons of my pants. Delicate fingers slide past the waistband into my boxers and lay around my shaft. He strokes it slowly and if that's possible I get even harder, before he goes deeper, gently squeezing my balls. The sensations he gives me are incredible. He is tender and demanding all at once. It’s probably due to the long period of abstinence, but I don’t think my cock has ever been jerked so expertly. My moaning gets loader and louder and my own hand slides down his back, under the hem of his miniskirt and I forcefully grip his left buttock, elicting soft moan from him.

He breaks the kiss and I open my eyes, seeing him look at me with a raunchy smile. "What do you want me to do for you now Mr. Spaghetti?" Felix mouth nears my ear and he whispers to me before nibbling at my earlobe. "Should I take your hard, fat cock into my slutty mouth and give you the best blowjob of your life? Suck on it and slobber all over your balls until you shoot your load onto my face?" His mouth wanders from my ear to my neck and he sucks so forcefully at it, I'm sure I'll get a hickey. "Tell me what you want me to do or I'll stop immediately."

I'm sure he just wants to play with me and he doesn't really mean it, but I'm so hungry for his touch, I quickly blurt out an answer, before he changes his mind. "Please suck my dick. Make me squirt in your mouth and swallow my load." I don't care he is a boy anymore, I just want my dick sucked. ('Am I really gay? Bisexual maybe? Does it matter? Fuck no, I just want to feel some lips wrapped around my cock again.')

"I'm happy to see you know what you want and you don't deny your inclinations any more." Very slowly he drops to his knees and pulls my jeans and boxers with him on his way down. "Hmm, I like circumcised cocks." Felix licks over my tip, lapping up a drop of precum that has formed there. "You don't taste bad either. Maybe...Grgrglll."

At first I have hesitations as I grab his head and forcefully shove my dick past his lips, but when I hear him moaning, I don't hold back anymore. I didn't know I had it in me to be so dominant, but fuck it feels so good. I hold his head in place with both hands and fuck his throat vigorously, my balls slapping against his chin with every thrust. I'm six inches long when fully errect, ('Which man didn't take measurements?') but Felix has no problems to take me to the brim. With every forward thrust I feel my cockhead press past his gag reflex into his tight throat and it feels like heaven. At first I keep my eyes closed, somewhat frightened I might loose my hardness if I clearly visualize it's a man blowing me. As I finally open them for a quick peak, I quickly realize my fear was absolutely unnecessary. His eyes are wide open and he looks at me with so much devotion I almost come instantly. I've never thought I would ever see such a face of bliss from being throatfucked outside of a porn flick. The sound of his gagging and moaning, that happy smile on his face, the masses of drool running down his chin and his tear-streaked makeup are just to much for my horny brain after this long time of forced abstinence.

"Swallow my little bitch, swallow my creamy load." I hold his head tight in place, my cock resting in his throat as deep as possible and cum. Oh and how much do I cum. "Everything for you my little cumdumpster, swallow every drop." ('Where does this come from? I've never been a man of dirty talk. Mary, my wife, is a master in it. She can get me hard with just a few words, but I for myself? I didn't even knew I know this kind of words.') With every gulp, his throat massages my shaft and I shoot out even more. I hold him like this for at least a minute, even as he tries to draw back from the lack of oxygen, until I shot out even the last jet of my climax.

Felix falls back with a satisfied look and gives me his best aheago face, saliva and cum dripping from the corners of his mouth. To my surprise I'm still hard and look down at him with unfulfilled desire in my eyes. His skirt has ridden up a bit and in this position I can see something pink underneath. With my foot I flip up his skirt even more and reveal a plastik cage with a lock around his penis. Precum is dripping from the front and it's so small, it's obvious he can't get a boner while he wears it.

"What's that?" I ask surprised, while I nudge it lightly with my foot. ('I've seen something like this when I googled the term femboy. I didn't look closer then, afraid that I might get aroused and now I just got a blowjob from a guy. How should I explain this to Mary? Should I tell her about it? I think I have to, can't lie to her, right?')

"It's a chastity cage Mr. G." He lifts his skirt even more to show it to me. "My mistress gave it to me, so I don’t get these nasty boners anymore." He turns around and gets on all fours, presenting me his naked backside. "But she says it's ok if I use my boypussy to have fun without her. I would love you to push your hard cock into my tight ass and fuck me as rough as you want."

"Do it Andrew, fuck him, you know you want it." Shocked I turn to the voice and see Leyla, one of my female colleagues, who must have entered the restroom unnoticed by us. Her left hand is down the front of her skirt and the blonde rubs herself forcefully, while her right hand cups one of her C cup breasts through her blouse. "Damn, that was so hot, please don't stop now."

"Leyla? What? Why? No no it's not..." Deeply embarrassed I turn away from her and pull up my trousers. "We, ... I mean, ... " I stammer in shock, overwhelmed by the situation. ('When did she enter? What has she seen? Oh my good she is in the same spinning class like Mary. She will tell her everything. I'm so fucked. Why did I give in to my cravings?')

"No, don't stop!" Her voice gets a pleading tone. "Just pretend I'm not here. I will not disturb you anymore, I just want to watch you guys fooling around." ('Does this sexy woman really want me to fuck another guy? No, it must be a trap to embarrass me. Perhaps she will take pictures. Oh god, perhaps she already has.')

"I... I have to go. My wife is waiting... I'm already late." I head toward the door and try to slip past Leyla and leave, but she holds the door shut. ('Damn, she is surprisingly strong for a woman. What has she seen? Oh god I ruined everything. Mary is going to leave me and get a divorce. My life is over.') Completely distraught and with tears in my eyes, I turn to her. "Please let me go. And I beg you don't tell my wife what you have seen. It will never happen again, I promise."

Surprised by my outburst of emotions she steps back from the door with a confused look. "Jeez Andrew, you don't have to..."

I don’t hear the rest of the sentence as I rush out past her. Quickly I grab my backpack and the car keys from my desk and run to the exit of our office complex under the surprised looks of my colleagues.