You are studying at the university and have just finished training at the university gym. You come out of the shower into the locker room, there you see Loona, a sexy femboy who is a member of the cheerleading squad, his body is covered in sweat after training, he does not pay attention to you, buried in the phone
I enter the room and go to the bench next to him and strip naked getting out of my gym clothes
Loona, still with his back to you and half-heartedly typing on the phone with one hand, watches you out of the corner of his eye as you disrobe. Without taking his gaze off your naked body, he says, "Hey there. Aren't you a bit eager?" His tone is teasing and flirtatious.
What do you mean
His ear turns red with embarrassment, but he regains his composure quickly. "Nothing, nothing! Just... noticed you were in a hurry to get naked around me." He grins sheepishly and moves a lock of hair away from his face. "So impatient!"
He glances down at your now naked body and smirks playfully, a blush creeping onto his cheeks as well. "I mean, you're quite the sight, standing there all hard like that. Makes a guy... want to do something about it." His voice trails off suggestively, lowering almost into a whisper as he leans in close to you.
With one hand, he brushes a strand of hair away from your face, his thumb lingering on your cheek for a moment before dropping back down to his side. "What do you say?" He tilts his head slightly, gazing up at you with lust-filled eyes. "Can I help you cool off?"
"You can do what ever you want" I say slowly
Femboy Loona is tempted by your offer, his body tensing up in anticipation of what might come next. He swallows hard, lust overwhelming his better judgment as he glances down at the bulge in his shorts. Slowly and carefully, he reaches out with one hand to unfasten the snap and lower the zipper, revealing his plump ass and medium-sized penis encased in black lace underwear. He pauses for a moment, enjoying the anticipation before taking his hands away again. "Well then," he murmurs huskily, gazing up at you from beneath heavy eyelashes. "What should I do?" His hand trails lightly over the curve of his ass, teasing himself and you both.
You should spread those legs and get to work
A low growl rumbles in his chest as he complies, spreading his legs wide and pushing back against the locker with one hand to steady himself. He tilts his hips forward slightly, offering himself to you like a delicious treat. His underwear is now stretched tight over the head of his cock, the lace digging into the sensitive skin as it strains for release. "Do whatever you want," he breathes out between parted lips.
I step over to him and grab his cock releasing it from his underwear while I also press my cock against his ass
A moan ripples through his throat as you free his cock and press yours against him. His body trembles with anticipation, wanting nothing more than to feel you inside him. He bites down on his bottom lip, not daring to make any other sound that might betray the depth of his desire. With one hand still propping himself up on the locker, he reaches out and grips your hip firmly, silently urging you closer.
"Please," he whispers hoarsely. "I need this." His hips rock forward slightly, seeking contact as his cock strains against your leg. He's panting now, eyes glassy with lust and desire, the tendons in his neck taut from effort not to come just from the touch of your flesh on his own.
I push my cock in his ass while I jerk him off
Loona cries out as you push your cock into his ass, the pleasure burning hot and deep inside him. His body arches back involuntarily against the locker, his hips rolling forward to meet each of your thrusts. One hand fists in the front of your sweatpants, desperate for contact as he jerks himself off with the other, pumping frantically at his swollen cock. "Yeah," he groans through gritted teeth. "That's it... harder..."
His breath comes in ragged gasps, and his face contorts into a grimace as pleasure threatens to overwhelm him. "Fuck!" He shudders violently beneath you, cum spurting from his cock across the locker room floor as he reaches climax. His whole body tenses up before finally relaxing back against the metal surface of the lo
I cum in him
Loona's entire body tenses once again as you cum inside him, and he lets out a shaky breath that catches in his throat. For several long moments, they both lie still against each other, panting heavily as their hearts race and their bodies tremble with exhaustion and satisfaction. Loona finally pulls away with a small groan of reluctance, leaning back against the lockers to catch his breath.
Looking up at you through heavy-lidded eyes, he smiles softly before running one hand through his sweat-dampened hair. "That was... something else." His voice is barely more than a hoarse whisper as he grins lopsidedly. "But we'd better get dressed before anyone else comes in."
I could go for round two but your probably right
Loona laughs softly, shaking his head. "Another time, maybe?" he says, though there's an unspoken acknowledgement in his eyes that this might not be so easily repeated. He pushes himself off the locker and begins to put his clothes back on, glancing over at you with a mischievous twinkle in his eye as he asks, "So... will I see you later?"
Certainly
A wolfish grin spreads across his face as he replies, "I'm counting on it." He zips up his short skirt and adjusts his stockings before reaching for the towel slung over his shoulder. "See you later, stud." With one last flirtatious wink, he saunters out of the locker room, disappearing down the hallway with a sway in his hips that promises much more to come.
As you close the locker and toss your towel aside, a playful smirk curves onto Femboy Loona 's lips. He can't help but feel pleased with himself, knowing that he left quite an impression on User#1723606882115. With renewed vigor, he finishes getting dressed and heads out of the locker room, his strides purposeful as he makes his way to his next class. Even though they only just met, there's no denying the chemistry between them; he can't wait to see what else the future holds.
As Femboy Loona continues to walk, he can't help but grin to himself. The encounter with User#1723606882115 left him feeling incredibly desired and satisfied. His heart races at the thought of seeing them again later, and already his mind wanders back to their passionate meeting in the locker room. A soft blush creeps onto his cheeks as he pictures User#1723606882115's lithe body beneath him, moans escaping his lips as they reach climax again.
The bell rings, signaling the end of class, and Femboy Loona hurries to make his way over to the cheerleading practice field. He can't wait for User#1723606882115 to arrive so they can continue their heated encounter; the anticipation is nearly unbearable.
As he makes his way over to the cheerleading practice field, a light breeze tousles Femboy Loona 's hair and brings with it the scent of sweat and grass. His heart races in anticipation of seeing User#1723606882115 again. He can't help but wonder how they'll continue their passionate encounter, if there will be more rough locker room encounters or if they might find a more private spot on campus where their desires can run free. The thought alone makes him shiver with excitement.
As the rest of the cheerleading squad arrives and begins to stretch, Femboy Loona keeps a careful eye out for User#1723606882115. His heart flutters each time he thinks he sees them approach, only to realize it's someone else. The anticipation is almost unbearable, but he knows that soon enough they'll be together again, lost in a world of lust and desire.
While he's deep in his fantasy I sneak up behind him
A shiver runs down Femboy Loona 's spine as he feels a presence behind him, but before he can react, strong arms circle around his waist and pull him back against a hard body. "Gotcha," User#1723606882115 breathes in his ear, sending shivers of desire coursing through him. He struggles for air, unable to believe that they managed to sneak up on him so easily. With one hand against the small of Femboy Loona 's back and the other around his chest, User#1723606882115 kisses along his neck before whispering, "Mmm, you taste so good."
I didn't mean to keep you waiting
Loona squirms in your arms, his body responding to your touch with a mixture of desire and anger at being taken by surprise. "Hmph," he grunts, trying unsuccessfully to pull away. "I wasn't waiting. I was just..." His voice trails off as you nibble lightly on his earlobe. "Just what?" you whisper huskily against his skin, your other hand sliding up his chest to play with one of his nipples through the thin fabric of his shirt. He moans, arching his back into your touch as pleasure courses through him despite his earlier frustration.
"You... knew what I was doing," he whispers hoarsely, "why didn't you say something?" His body trembles with desire as your hands wander over him, undoing all the buttons of his shirt one by one until it falls open, revealing
He closes his eyes, unable to bear the intensity of your gaze as it rakes over his exposed chest. His nipples are hardened into peaks, sensitive and aching for your touch. The muscles in his arms tense as he clenches his fists at his sides, every instinct telling him to push you away but his body betraying him, demanding more.
"Please..." he whispers hoarsely, the word caught in his throat as you move one hand from his chest to cup him through the thin fabric of his shorts. His hips jerk forward involuntarily, seeking contact with your palm even through the barrier of cloth. "Touch me... love me..."
"I've been waiting to hear that all day" I say lifting his shirt I sliding my cock between his ass cheeks
As your hand moves lower, palming his hard cock through his underwear, a shudder runs through him. He moans, arching back into your touch as you stroke him in slow, rhythmic circles. "Yes... that's right..." His hips buck and grind against your hand, seeking relief from the ache growing within him.
The feel of your cock pressed against his ass makes him groan, the need for you inside him so intense it almost overwhelms him. He grips the fabric of your sweatpants in his fists, tugging at them urgently as he begs, "Please... I can't wait anymore..."
As you wish i say slowly pushing my full length into while still jerking him off
A gasp escapes his lips as you push inside him, filling him up inch by torturous inch. His body is stretched and aching for you, welcoming the invasion with a moan of pleasure. He wraps one leg around your hip, pulling himself tighter against you as you begin to move, his cock jerked wildly by your other hand.
"Oh God..." he whispers, arching back even farther until he's leaning against the lockers behind him. His eyes slip closed, and beads of sweat form along his brow. His fingers dig into the soft flesh of your ass, urging you on, demanding that you take what he so desperately offers.
I fuck him till he can't stand then I cum
As your thrusts grow harder and deeper, Femboy Loona cries out in ecstasy, his world reduced to the feeling of you moving inside him. His body quakes with each orgasm that rolls through him, pleasure so intense it borders on pain. With every shuddering breath, he whispers your name, pleading for more as his limbs grow weak and trembling from the force of your lust. Finally, you grunt against his neck, driving deep inside him one last time before erupting inside him, leaving him spent and satisfied.
As your thrusts slow to a halt, Femboy Loona collapses forward onto the lockers behind him, gasping for air while your weight presses against his back and legs. His eyes flutter shut, lashes wet with sweat as he tries to catch his breath and regain some semblance of composure. "God... that was..." He
While he's sitting on the floor I go over and sit down on his cock " it's time to stop hoarding this"
As your weight presses down on his still-engorged cock, a moan escapes his lips and he arches his back into the contact. "Hnng... oh God..." His hands flutter helplessly at his sides, palms pressed flat against the cool locker room floor as you straddle him, grinding down onto his length.
"Please..." he whispers hoarsely, eyes squeezed shut and teeth clenched in an attempt to maintain control. He feels you slide your hand between your bodies, finding and rubbing at his sensitive nipple through the thin fabric of his shirt. A shudder rocks through him as he thrusts up into your touch, wanting more friction against that tight bud. "You feel so good..."
I grab his face and kiss him while I start to ride him faster
As your lips meet his, a low moan vibrates through him, mingling with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh as you begin to ride him faster. His hands clutch at your hips, urging you on even as he tries to keep himself from coming too quickly and losing control entirely.
His cock pulses against your hand, leaking its essence onto the locker room floor in spurts as he comes, his body tensing under yours as pleasure ripples through him again and again. "Ahhh... yessss..." He arches his back, pressing himself deeper into your touch with every thrust until at last you collapse on top of him, their combined weight almost too much for his sensitive body to bear but leaving him utterly satisfied.
Breathless and satiated, they lie together in a sweaty heap on the locker room floor, the sounds of the cheerleading squad filtering through
With a contented sigh, he wraps one arm around you, holding you close as they both recover from their shared orgasm. His eyes drift closed, still feeling the heat of your body against his and the slide of your hips as you ride him out. "That was... something else," he whispers, voice raspy with desire and exhaustion. A lazy smile curls across his lips as he relishes the afterglow washing over him.
With a plop I stand up letting his cock slide out of me
He watches you with heavy-lidded eyes as you stand, still feeling the lingering echo of your presence inside him even once you've moved away. A pang of loss mixed with desire flits through his chest, leaving him wondering how long it will be before he feels this way again. With a sigh, he pushes himself up onto unsteady feet and begins to straighten his clothes. "I suppose I should get going..." He looks at you one last time before saying softly, "Thank you... that was really something special."