Sex and lots of it...(Part A)

"...you're telling me that you have had this guy in your pocket and you still went for Dave?"

Arron blushed as Brooke exchanged a wide-eyed glance at Cynthia who was equally scandalized and yet smiling as widely as a canary. The three of them had met for their daily gym run and almost instantly they noticed the slight glow in Arron's face and throughout the workout, they were pestering her and pestering her until, after getting a bit flustered, she had made the mistake of saying 'I'll explain later!' Perhaps if she had been born a girl, she would've known how dangerous such a statement was to two experienced gossips, but she wasn't and now Arron felt cornered in the corner table of their smoothie joint. She couldn't even use the excuse of having to go back to work as all three were on their extended lunch break and there was not a lot of work needed to be done.

So, in the end, there she sat, cheeks flushed and her mouth unable to really come up with any other way to describe what had happened other than to tell the unfiltered truth.

"Y-You mean, you don't care that he's trans?"

Brooke looked again at Cynthia for a moment before she turned and leaned in. "Look, just because we work in a podunk hicktown like this doesn't mean we all share that. The way I see it, a good fuck is a good fuck, doesn't matter if it comes from a dick or from you scissoring the shit outta each other." The other woman nodded in agreement and the two of them laughed a little before turning their attention back to Arron who was looking more than a bit gobsmacked. "So, is Damien fully all the way or...?"

She shook her head. "No, but he's been living as a man for over a decade and been on hormones for the past 6 years."

Cynthia shrugged. "Got a pic?"

Arron dug through her phone before she pulled up a picture and showed it to her friends. "Here..."

The two looked at the picture and then at her. "Y-You're saying...this...is a trans?"

"Yeah?"

"I'd fuck him three ways til Sunday..." Cynthia handed the phone to Brooke who nodded in agreement before she turned the phone back. "So, tell us everything, girlfriend..."