[CW: This story is about a sexual interaction between two trans guys who haven't had bottom surgery. The story contains non-consent (which turns into pleasure), mild humiliation and objectification. Terms like pussy, clit and t-dick are used to describe the genitalia of the protagonists. The characters are 18+. Please do not read further if any of these themes will cause you distress.]
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It had been nearly a week since Max had experienced his first encounter with his new neighbour Leo. Every time he thought back of that hot summer evening when Leo came by he felt his belly tingle. The flashbacks of Leo fucking him on the kitchen table and Leo's soft moans when Max was sucking him off had distracted him all week. Max hadn't seen him since and noticed that he had been longing for Leo's strong body and his dominant demeanour.
Leo had told Max that he'd been watching him through the bedroom window when Max was changing clothes, and even though Max was aware of his possible audience every time he came out of the shower he hadn't dared to look through his window to see if Leo would be there. The thought of being watched had made him blush, though.
It was a warm Saturday night, the air felt heavy and humid and a thunderstorm was rumbling in the distance. Max had been working in the garden all afternoon, and he decided to take a shower to freshen up and clear his head. He put away his shovel and garden equipment and went into his house. Inside the house it was nice and cool, thanks to the new air conditioning Max had recently installed.
Mmm, a cold drink would actually be great, Max thought and he walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge and grabbed a seltzer. With a fizzing pop he opened the can and drank half of it in one go. Ahh, that felt so refreshing.
Max then turned around and walked up the stairs to his bedroom with the cold can in his hand. He put music on, as he loved listening to music during a shower. He undressed, put on his favourite song and danced towards the mirror. He smiled and felt sparks of joy. Ever since he had gotten top surgery and started T a few years ago his body had slowly been growing into a form that made him finally recognise himself when looking into a mirror.
He walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower faucet, stepped into the shower and felt the lukewarm water freshen up his sweaty body. Max closed his eyes and let the water run over his face. It felt so good. He washed his hair, his body and let his hand make its way down to his pussy. He was wet already, wow. He slowly started touching his clit and then decided to take his time today and continue on his bed.
Max stepped out of the shower, dried himself off and walked into the bedroom. He looked at himself in the mirror again. Cute, he thought.
Suddenly a bright flash of lightning lit up the sky and it was followed up immediately by a deep, strong thunder. Max looked up and saw big raindrops starting to fall down from the sky. Finally, rain, he thought with a smile. After the heatwave of this week a thunderstorm was exactly what he, and the garden, needed.
Then he got the sudden feeling that someone was watching him. Max turned his head, looked through his window to his neighbour's house and with a jolt he realised that Leo was standing there watching him from his bedroom window. Fuck, he thought. For how long had Leo already been standing there? Did he see him dancing earlier?
He noticed that Leo lifted up his hand, waved and smiled at him. Max waved back, shyly. He was still standing there, naked, and felt very vulnerable but somehow he didn't move away from Leo's view. He noticed that Leo made a movement with his hand, he pointed at Max and then slowly dragged his fingers over his chest downwards. Max wasn't sure what Leo meant with that gesture. Or... wait. Did he mean that Max should touch himself? He tilted his head and smiled, pointed at himself and saw Leo giving him an encouraging nod.
Max felt unsure about what to do, but his horniness quickly took over. He wanted Leo to watch him.
Feeling Leo's eyes on him made his clit throb and he felt a familiar warmth streaming towards his pussy. He lifted his hand, opened his mouth and slid three fingers in. Slowly he sucked on his fingers while looking at Leo, and then moved his hand down, towards his pussy. Fuck, he was so wet. With a slow movement he started to jerk himself off while Leo was watching him. It was so hot.
Max closed his eyes and continued jerking himself off, losing himself in the sensation for a brief moment. It felt so good to touch himself like that. Slowly he sped up his pace, softly moaning and fantasising about Leo's arms around his body.
He opened his eyes again. Fuck, the window opposite of his was empty - Leo was gone.
Shit, what happened? Where did Leo go? Max had just been getting into one of the most sexy experiences of his life, and he wasn't ready to stop just yet. He slowly walked towards the window to see if he could see Leo behind one of the other windows. Nothing.
Just when Max was about to turn around he felt two strong arms grabbing him from behind. "I couldn't resist coming over," a low voice whispered in his ear. Max gasped quietly. Leo! He felt his belly flip from excitement.
"I got so hard watching you through the window." Leo strengthened his grip with one arm and grabbed Max by his hair with his other hand. "I wasn't finished watching you just yet, though," he said while gently pulling Max's head back. He kissed Max in his neck and Max felt a shiver as Leo's lips softly touched his ear.
"I'm... not sure what you mean," Max answered unsure with a nervous chuckle.
"I'd like to watch you while you touch yourself. I'm going to sit on that chair," Leo said, while pointing to the armchair in the corner, "And you are going to jerk off while I look at you."
"Oh... well... um...," Max stammered. "I'm...not sure I dare to do that in front of you. I've never done something like that before." He felt his cheeks flush.
"Hmm," Leo said while turning Max around so that they were facing each other. Damn, he looked so good. His short dark wavy hair was damp from the rain that had just started falling down heavily outside, and his long eyelashes gave him a sensual look. He smelled so good, a mix of a deep musky perfume and fresh rain.
Leo put his hands on Max's hips and pulled him closer, pressing his crotch against his own. The pressure made his pussy throb with arousal. "I got the feeling you enjoyed touching yourself for me in front of the window," he continued. "And I vividly remember what an eager slut you were last week, begging me to fuck you on the kitchen table. I'm sure you'll get into this too."
He grabbed Max by his jaw, leaned closer and lowered his voice. "And if you don't do as I say, I will find ways to make you obey me."
Max flinched and felt a rush of arousal flow through his body. The thought of Leo forcing him into sex made him feel both excited and scared at the same time. "Okay, okay -- I'll try," he said with a soft voice.
Leo let go of Max's jaw with a small push and stepped backwards. He nodded. "Good boy." Max was both annoyed and turned on by the belittlement in his tone and choice of words.
Leo walked towards the chair, dropped his bag, sat down and looked up at Max.