"Call me they," said the diminutive, tomboyish, short-haired and curvy Native American gal as she looked me up and down from behind her desk, dripping with attitude. Snorting, I looked at her like she had two heads and they were both fucked up. Ever since I moved to the City of Winnipeg, Manitoba, from my hometown of Boston, Massachusetts, I'd seen and exper...
I got such positive feedback from my first story I thought I'd continue to chronicle our adventures! We are both FTM Transmen who enjoy getting off in public. Enjoy! I had so much fun the last time we went to the movies I couldn't wait to go again! Just remembering how he fingered my wet hole right there in the back row with several other people sitting jus...
The book will follow Darryl and/or Joel through their escapades with different women from all places and locations * Looking For Love In All The WET PLACES Darryl Jones was sitting in his Master suite staring off into the distance from the rooftop. The French doors were open. He has an AMAZING view of the New York City skyline from his Brooklyn, NY pentho...
My first choice of category for this story was based on the central character - it is primarily his story, and not that of the transformer, so I thought to publish in Gay Male. But I read several FTM stories and realized that my true audience was elsewhere. ***** Part 1 Carla and I had been together for three years before that night. We were soulmates. O...
Author's Note: All characters in this story are eighteen years of age or older. All characters and events are most likely fictional. Any similarities with actual persons, living or dead, and events are probably coincidental. "Shoot!" Evelyn sat up in her bed. "Was that a dream?" she asked herself. To her, it didn't feel like it had been a dream. Had Ke...
Part 1: Entering the Criminal Justice System The gavel came down hard; the cracking sound was so loud that it made me jump. But I was in a sort of haze, I didn't really understand what was going on. I looked over at my public defender, his lips were pursed and he was quietly collecting his papers on his desk. "What does that mean?" I asked and he looked ov...
Day or Night, you could always tell the Chicago skyline. I was on my way back home from a conference for medical devices. Before I knew it, I could tell the difference between a scapula and a speculum This was for a job that I never wanted, but really couldn't pass up because it let me wear women's clothes all the time. I actually preferred the old-style nu...
"Wait," Cindi said, her hands holding up in an unconscious emulation of the guy from the alien channel talking about aliens. Like, you know, the image used on all those memes that came right after first contact where they replaced 'aliens' with 'dragons.' "Why the heck aren't we going to his parents?" She thrust her finger at me, which made me wave at her ex...
It had just gone past twelve o'clock in the evening, and Jason was sure that Justin was sleeping. The little twink's mouth was slightly open and small, cute snores escaped it, his eyes closed lightly. The second movie they'd decided to watch was almost over, not that they'd paid much attention to either of them. If they weren't making out they were talking...
BDSM: The nature of consent Safe, Sane, Consensual (SSC) VS Risk Aware Consensual Kink (RACK) BDSM in some of its many forms has been around since time began, and Og found he enjoyed clubbing his woman on the head and dragging her around by the hair. It has evolved with each passing era into more of what we recognise today in the many facets of BDSM pl...