[TM] I never thought I’d let a random guy fuck me in a staircase but…

*Disclaimer: I’m a trans man. I was born female and after taking hormones for years I pass as male 100%. The only difference between me and other guys is that I still have a vagina.*

If you’ve been reading my stories you know that I don’t disclose the fact that I am trans to my friends and coworkers so it can be tough for me to find people to hook up with. That’s why whenever I travel, I kind of behave like a slut…

This past week was an eventful one, I got to travel to New York City to attend a conference for work and as soon as I settled into the Airbnb I was sharing with a few coworkers, I opened up Grindr.

Within the first hour, this beautiful athletic black man made his way in my inbox, sending me picture of a picture perfect dick that automatically had be dripping with anticipation. The only problem: neither of us could host.
After a little bit of back and forth he suggested the staircase of his building. Sketchy. But I was too horny to care. The idea of getting fucked in a place where I could get caught was making me even more wet for him so… I said yes.

[M]y friend’s boyfriend found out that I’m a [T]rans guy… (part 2)

Due to the amount of positive reactions I received after the first story I posted, here is part 2!
I have to admit I was a little nervous before posting here but you have given me so much confidence and I love it. Why should I be ashamed of being a slut right?
Anyways, here is part 2:

If you haven’t checked out the beginning of this story:
I’m a trans guy (I was born female and transitioned to male but I kept my pussy.) and none of my friends know about it. Even my good friend Hannah.
She was dating this guy Ethan who happened to be too hung for her to satisfy sexually. One day he walked in on me taking a shower and it eventually ended up in his cum down my throat.

The days that followed, Hannah confided in me that her relationship with Ethan was getting better already. He was more respectful of her wanting to have sex in a more vanilla way and she felt relieved. I’m not going to lie; I felt pretty bad at first.
Even though she seemed happier I couldn’t help but feel guilty about the fact that I had let her boyfriend fuck my face in her own bathroom. But at the same time that memory kept making me wet and all I wanted was to see him again.

[TM] Dicked down in the Big Apple (FTM)

*Skip to ***** to skip the trans 101 and the backstory*

Just to recap what I’ve said in my previous post: I’m a passable female to male trans guy who lives completely stealth. Which basically means that I’m a man and nobody knows that I have a vagina.
Because I live stealth in my home city, its harder for me to find people to hook up with and for that reason, I like to take advantage of the times I travel and am surrounded by people I don’t know to go a little wild…

This summer I decided to take a trip to New York City on my own. I took my two weeks off and rented a cute AirBnB in Brooklyn. And once I was settled in I did what I would never do in my home city: I went on Grindr and uploaded a picture of my topless self with the tagline ‘FTM’ followed by a downwards arrow emoji. I then went for a walk in the neighbourhood, leaving my profile on to see if I could meet somebody interesting on the way.
A dozen faceless dickpics later I receive the first respectful message yet. A black guy in his mid twenties with a ripped body covered in tattoos asking if he can smoke me up. He also tells me that he would love to fuck the shit out of me but he wants me to know that he’s cool if it doesn’t happen. So I say yes. And a short walk later, I’m waiting for him outside his building.

[M]y friend’s boyfriend found out [T]hat I’m a trans guy..

Let me start up this post by briefly explaining what a trans guy is for the folks who don’t know. I basically was born female and transitioned to male.
I’m a pretty athletic guy and can go topless without people questioning my gender. However, I haven’t had bottom surgery (meaning I have a vagina).

I started transitioning in High School and when I moved away for college I decided to keep that part of me private. I have a few friends who are also trans with whom I can share similar experiences but at school, at work and everywhere else, nobody knows.

Including my best friend – let’s call her Hannah. We’ve been best friends since the beginning of our University years and Ive managed to keep my ‘secret’ through the years. We’re very close in a way that she shares with me the most intimate parts of her life. Including her sex life.