Vibration, and a desire for more

The night with Kelly had been nice. And Paul was pleased to discover that even as his cock changed again for Liz, it kept the strange ability to vibrate. Both he and Liz liked that a lot. And of course she thought, somehow, that it was perfectly normal.

So Paul was eager to keep exploring and figuring out what fantasies other potential partners might have, and what else his cock could do. But it was frustratingly hard to do. It was still very difficult for Paul to find women who wanted NSA sex.

After several weeks in the bar and club scene with no luck, Paul realized there was another option. Yes, it was hard to find women into NSA sex. But Paul was at least a little bi. And though he hadn’t been in the gay scene since college, he was pretty sure that it was not so hard to find men interested in NSA sex.

So the next Friday night Paul put on the pants that best showed off his bulge and set off to the local gay bar. And much like he’d been doing in the straight bars, after having a drink he hit the dance floor looking for someone interested in dancing with him. Before long he found an interested dance partner: a shorter guy with a hard body, a wispy beard, and a very kind-looking face. After a few minutes of dancing together, Paul made it a point to grind his bulge on the other guy, figuring he should play to his main asset. The other guy seemed receptive, grinding back with his ass, but never his own bulge. Did that mean he was a bottom? Paul wasn’t sure.

After fifteen minutes or so of dancing, when they were both starting to get sweaty, Paul offered to buy his dance partner a drink. He accepted, and they moved to a table. Paul learned that the guy’s name was Nathan, he was an architect and a runner, and “by the way, you should know that I’m trans. So I don’t have a cock.”

Paul was surprised – Nathan had passed quite well – and didn’t know what to say at first, but pulled himself back into flirt mode and said “That’s fine, I have enough cock to share. And I’m bi, and perfectly happy with pussy.” It was funny that the first guy he’d picked up was a trans guy, and of course Paul had a moment of wondering if that’s what he was looking for, but decided it might be a way to ease back into hooking up with men.

Nathan was pleased that Paul wasn’t put off by that revelation, and they were both horny dudes, so it wasn’t long before they made their way back to Nathan’s place and into the bedroom. They started making out. Nathan’s lips felt strong but soft. Soon they were getting naked, and while Nathan had a toned chest with pecs that didn’t look like they’d ever been breasts, between his legs was indeed a clean-shaven pussy.

When Paul’s underwear came off, they were both curious to see what he was packing. He was hard by now, of course, and Nathan must like them big but not monstrous because he was sporting about eight inches, with big lemon-sized balls. “Wow,” Nathan said, “that is a beautiful cock. If I had one I’d want one just like that.”

“Like I said earlier,” responded Paul, “you’re welcome to enjoy it tonight.”

“Oh I will. You just lay back and let me take care of you.”

Paul was expecting a blowjob after that, but once he laid down Nathan climbed on top of him and started grinding his pussy against his hard cock. Soon he reached a hand down to guide Nathan’s cock into his wet snatch. Trans pussy felt a lot like cis pussy, which was fine, because pussy felt good.

Nathan started riding him hard, staying totally in control. A small part of Paul’s mind that wasn’t focused on the tight wet friction on his big cock wondered if Nathan qualified as a “power bottom.” Either way, Paul was enjoying laying back and letting his partner do the work. Soon enough, he felt his orgasm building. “I’m close,” he warned.

“Oh yeah, give me your cum you stud,” responded Nathan as he continued slamming himself up and down. That was enough, and Paul came hard.

As his orgasm was subsiding into warm afterglow, Nathan started to pull himself off Paul’s cock. Paul reached a hand up to his shoulder and said “you don’t have to go anywhere, I’m good for another round right now.” (Thank you, doctor, for making me multi-orgasmic.) “If you’d like I could be on-”

“Oh no, I’m still in charge here. If that didn’t fully satisfy you I’d better try again. But we can change position. Your cock’s a bit flexible, right?” Paul suspected that if Nathan wanted it to be, then yes, it was. He was curious where this was headed.

Nathan slipped off of Paul, then had him bend his legs up to his chest. Nathan got in between Paul’s lower legs, hovering above his butt, and then the question about cock flexibility made sense as Nathan pulled Paul’s cock so that it pointed straight up at his pussy. Nathan of course lowered himself onto the big cock.

This position was a new one for Paul, but bending his cock back produced a lot of pressure towards the top of Nathan’s pussy and his G-spot, which was clearly good for both of them. And once again Nathan controlled the pace of the sex, bouncing his bubble butt down onto Nathan’s slightly flabbier one.

The position felt really good, and it was hot seeing a toned guy so into him. Paul was a bit disappointed that his cock wasn’t doing anything special magic-wise, but it was a novel experience for sure.

After a few minutes of Nathan’s aggressive riding, they were both getting close. Nathan picked up the dirty talk again, “oh yeah, give me your cum. Give me your big cock. Give it to me hard. Ugh. Give it to me. Give to me. Give it to MEEEEE.” He let out a guttural groan, and Paul felt Nathan’s pussy clamp down on his cock in orgasm. That set him off.

This orgasm felt a bit different. The angle had his cock straining against his suspensory ligament, and the orgasm sort of… intensified that? The orgasm felt like it went all the way up the root of his cock, deep in his body. It felt really good.

As they were coming down from their orgasms, Nathan slid back off Paul’s butt. Paul felt a strange sucking sensation, and looked down just in time to see Nathan pull his own big cock out of Paul’s pussy.

“Oh my god!” Nathan shouted. “Thank you! Can I keep it?”