I was working at a yell centre of attention doing customer table service for a index company. The pay was n't with child but being that I was fluent in Spanish, I was paid an surplus $ 1.50 an 60 minutes for it. We also worked 10 hours of overtime a week so it added up. I rode a crotch rocket motorcycle, a Yamaha R6, to go everyday. Several other guys rode motorcycles to work but they were Harleys. Crotch rocket pilot film and Harley passenger do n't ride together. There were two designated parking field for motorcycles. All the Harleys and cabin cruiser parked in one, my unmarried, shun R6 was parked alone in the other one.

One morning, I parked and as I removed my helmet, I heard the four cylinder growl of a crotch projectile pulling into the parking lot. The rider parked his Suzuki 600 sportbike right field succeeding mine. I waited for him to remove his helmet so I could recognise him. He was my height, 5'10 ”. Chubby but in a burly sort of way. He took his helmet off and I was struck by how big he was. I am not into guy cable and never even acknowledge how a guy looks but he bordered on beautiful. It surprised me that I saw him like that.

It was still early. We exchanged names, his was Chris. He took off his armored jacket and I noticed he was wearing a disastrous polo and khakis. There was a gun on his hip. Turned out he worked for the security measures company contracted to our building. He had been transferred from another site due to a female guard having a baby and going on motherhood leave.

We hit it off. We rode together on weekends. Had beers after piece of work. Hung out at each other 's plaza. I really liked the guy.

We had a long weekend come up due to a vacation and planned a road trip. Go out on the road for a couple of twenty-four hour period, see a few wad, eat dissimilar stuff, maybe get laid. I had noticed that he was n't really into women. He rarely looked at them. I did n't get a gay vibe from him, though. I assumed he maybe was a puritan or not that interested in sex. Me, I was a dedicate automobile horn dog. If it turned out he was gay, it would n't count to me. Not what I was into. Not anymore, anyway. I had a calendar week long fling with a gay dude in college. It was fun, I enjoyed it. Did n't regret it but never really wanted to do it again. Though I really did n't know what I would do if the chance presented itself with Chris. I really liked him as a friend, but I found him very attractive.

After riding for most of the day we pulled into a hotel. I showered first. I came out, toweling off, not covering up. I played football game in high schoolhouse and college. I also did 6 years in the Army. Being nude around other men was nothing to me. I laid on one of the bottom naked. Chris went to shower.

When he came out he had a towel wrapped around his waistline. He had a bass, hefty hairy chest. He also had a bit of a gut but it made him sexier somehow. He had like a powerlifter human body. I felt a bit of desire for him. He was just so damned hot !

"There 's something I want you to know. No one knows this. Just close class. I really do n't need anyone else to know this. Not right now."

"You can tell me anything Chris."

He opened his towel. He had the turgid, haired puss I had ever seen in my lifespan. I was shocked. I had no idea what to say.

"I 've been transitioning for a while."

"I can see that."

"What do you guess ?"

"Chris, that 's been there since we met. Why should it defecate a departure ?"

"I 'm so glad you feel that way. I 'm sure you have questions."

"Well, duh ! How is sex for a guy with a kitty-cat ?"

"I do n't have a go at it. The terminal prison term I had sex, I was still a missy girl."

"hoot !"

"I still get off by masturbating."

I found that intriguing."I would care to see that."

"I do n't cognize. Seems form of Weird. You sure you want to find out ?"

"Yes."

He laid back and started to rub his clit. He seemed a bit anxious and it took him a piece to get into it. He did n't notice I had a raging hard on. He closed his oculus and tilted his head back. I made my move. I slid off my bed and got between his legs."Getting a close look ?"He asked, smiling.

I did n't answer. I just clamped my oral fissure on his pussy. HIS puss, seems eldritch writing it even now. I chowed down on his puss like I was starving to death. It did n't take him long to cum. He did n't squirt but he got extremely wet, his juices were all over my face. I slid up his dead body and slid my dick into his snatch. There it is again, HIS slit. The hotshot and thought process were all over the place. This was Chris. My best protagonist. For all intents and purposes A GUY ! But here I was, globe deep in his pussy and absolutely loving every second of it. I came. The most vivid orgasm I ever had in my spirit. I did n't require it to end. I kept going. Chris came, his already crocked pussycat squeezing my cock. I came a second clock time. I did n't require to stop. I kept fucking Chris until I went completely diffused then rolled off of him.

I looked at Chris."What the piece of ass was that ?"

"What do you entail ?"

"Was that gay ?"

"I have no nooky estimate. But I loved it !"

"What now, Chris ?"

"I do n't bonk. This just a one meter matter ?"

"I hope not."

With that I crawled between Chris'peg and started eating his cunt again.

It 's been a month since this happened. We have been fucking like rabbits since. He takes it up the ass sometimes, gives me great cum swallowing blowjobs. Fucking him in the ass is fun and all as are his blowjobs. But it is like fucking that guy in college. When I am pounding away at that pussy though, that is limited .