[CW: This story is about a sexual interaction between two cis guys and a trans guy who hasn't had bottom surgery. The story contains non-consent and objectification. 'Feminine' terms are used to describe the genitalia of the protagonist. All characters are 18+. Please do not read if any of these themes will cause you distress.]
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It was an autumn evening, and Finn was on his weekly Sunday evening walk through the nearby forest. He really enjoyed going on his walks, it gave him the ability to clear his mind and reflect on his week and on what was going on in his life. It was a particularly beautiful evening. The air was crisp, he felt the autumn leaves rustling under his feet and the sun was slowly setting, casting long shadows across the forest path. He loved letting his mind wander and didn't pay attention to his surroundings.
As he ventured deeper into the woods, an eerie sensation crept over him, as if someone was watching him, following his every move. Suddenly he heard a snap echoing through the forest, caused by a twig cracking underneath someone's weight. Or was it just his mind playing games with him?
His heart pounded in his chest as he quickened his pace, trying to shake off the unsettling feeling. Just as he was about to turn left, two guys emerged from behind the trees. Both guys possessed an enigmatic aura that both intrigued and unnerved Finn.
The first guy, on the left, immediately captured Finn's attention. His hazel eyes felt playfully intriguing, and a warm, disarming smile adorned his face. He had blonde, curly hair. His relaxed posture suggested confidence, while his attire blended effortlessly with the natural surroundings, making him seem like an integral part of the forest itself.
The second guy, to the right, exuded a different energy altogether. There was a subtle intensity to his presence, his piercing gaze carefully studying Finn from head to toe. He had dark eyes and dark hair and was slightly taller and broader than the blonde guy. Beneath his strong exterior, Finn sensed a hidden depth.
"Hey there," the guy on the left said, offering a warm smile that eased Finn's initial suspicion slightly. "It looks like you could use some company on this lonely evening stroll." The other guy was silent, still looking at Finn with his dark eyes. "Oh, uhhh... I'm okay," Finn said, "I prefer my walks by myself, actually." His voice sounded higher and less confident than he'd hoped. He had been on T for three years now, and although his looks didn't suggest anything else than 'male', he still felt like his feminine traits gave away his transness.
The guys didn't seem to listen to Finn and moved closer to him. Finn wasn't sure what to do. He felt unsafe and stepped backwards, his hands were clenched into fists and he felt his shoulder muscles tense up. Both guys were bigger and clearly stronger than him, and he didn't stand a chance if he would start running. "Where are you going?" the blonde guy asked. "We've been looking for some cute company for tonight." Finn was silent, unsure how to get out of this situation.