"Do you want to go back to my place?" Josh asks you. You nod eagerly. You had met Josh about a week ago and you really hit it off. The two of you had been hanging out a lot since then. Josh took your hand and together you walked back to his apartment. You walked in to see his roommate and a couple of other guys hanging out in the living room.
Josh introduces you to them as his "lady friend" with a wink and a laugh. You look and the ground and shift uncomfortably at his words. 'Just tell him.' Part of you thinks, but another part of you fight back, 'You can't. What if he doesn't like you anymore? He's clearly straight. Why would he want to be with a boy?' You haven't told Josh yet, but even though you look like a girl, physically, you don't feel like one. You don't think of yourself as one. You know Josh deserves to know, but it's so hard to admit.
The two of you go up to his room and he closes the door behind you. Before you know his hands are on your waist pulling him towards you, his lips meet yours in rough passion. You continue to kiss as he pulls you over toward his bed, laying down and pulling you down with him. His kisses move from your lips to your neck, causing you to moan softly. His hands move slowly up your torso, lifting your shirt. You panic, eyes widening and push his hand away, pulling you shirt back down.
Josh pulls away and looks at you with concerned eyes, "Is everything okay?"
You look down, avoiding his eyes, pulling out of his grasp, but he pulls you back to him.
"What's wrong?" He asks, searching for your eyes.
"I-I'm not who you think I am." You finally say, barely above a whisper.
Josh finally lets go of you, looking worried. "What do you mean?" He stutters.
"I-I know I look like a girl. I know you think I'm a girl. I know I have a girl's name, and a girl's body, and all that stuff, but I don't want to be a girl. I feel like a boy. I'm more comfortable as a boy. I just... on the outside, I guess I'm a girl, but on the inside, I-I'm a boy... I'm a boy." You repeat the last sentence with more confidence and certainty. You started speaking slowly, but as you finally finish your words are going a mile a minute. You look down again, tears fill your eyes as you prepare for whatever Josh has to say in return.
You feel his hand on your chin as he guides your face until your eyes meet, and he places a gentle kiss on your nose. He wipes away the tears you hadn't noticed spill over. "Calm down." He says gently, smiling at you. He pulls you into his side, holding you close. "This doesn't change how I feel about you." He says, you look up at him in surprise. "It doesn't matter to me what you look like, or what name your parents gave you, or what... parts you have. It's who you really are that counts, and I want you to be comfortable around me, so if I ever do or say something wrong, please correct me. I just want you to be happy. Oh, and if who you really are is a boy, then I have a crush on a really cute boy."
You continue to look at him, shocked by his words, and break into a smile. He doesn't care. He still likes you. Even as a boy he still likes you. You place a joy filled kiss on his lips and he kisses back just as enthusiastically. You pull away, blushing, remembering what it was you were doing before your confession. "Um.. Josh?" You murmur quietly. He looks at you, his brows furrowed as if to say 'what?' "I.. Uh... Can we keep g-going? With what we were doing before? Except, I want you to treat me, you know, like a boy." You sheepishly look into his eyes as you feel your cheeks flush red.
Josh smiles at you again, placing his hands back on your waist the way they were before. "Of course." He replies, kissing you again. He moves back down to your neck, the heat of the situation almost immediately returning. He begins to pull your shirt up again, this time pausing as if to ask for your permission. You nod and lift up your arms as if to help him. He slips it off of you, careful not to mess up the ace bandage you have wrapped around your chest to flatten it. He leaves it on, not sure you'll want it off, deciding that if you do, you'll remove it later. He swiftly removes his own shirt and pulls you to him again kissing you roughly.
You begin to remove his belt as he works at yours. Soon both of you are wearing nothing but your underwear. Josh begins to kiss and suck at your neck once again as you nibble his ear, earning a moan from him. You grin at the sound and begin to palm him through his briefs. This time he almost moans your name before stopping himself. "Wait.." He breathes. You stop and look at him confused. "What do you want me to call you?" He asks.
You think for a moment before stuttering, "Uh.. T-Tyler."
Josh nods, "Tyler." He repeats. "That's a nice name." He goes back to kissing you and quickly removes both your underwear and his own. You gasp at his hardened length. It's big, like 3 iPhone 6 Pluses long. He flips you over so you're on your hands and knees in front of him. "You sure you're ready for this?" You nod eagerly as he reaches for a condom and bottle of lube from his nightstand. He puts some of the lube on his hand before inserting one finger into your back (and as far as you and Josh are concerned, your only) entrance. You let out a small yelp at first, but the slight ping of pain quickly subdues to pleasure as you realize how natural and right this feels. Josh begins to move his finger in and out of you before adding another, and then another. Each time filling you with more pleasure than before.
He pulls them out of you and you respond with a whimper. Josh laughs and puts the condom and more lube onto his erection. He gently taps your entrance with his tip, earning a loud moan from you. Suddenly you hear light applause from downstairs, remembering Josh's roommate. He laughs and ignores them. "This will probably hurt. If you don't like it, tell me and I'll stop." He says to you. You nod and he carefully inserts himself into you. He was right, it did hurt, but you didn't mind too much. After giving you a minute to adjust he begins thrusting. Again you are overcome by how natural it feels to you. You let out a moan of pleasure and relief.
Josh thrusts faster and harder, and bends over slightly to leave small kisses and nibbles on your ear. You groan, "T-touch me, Josh, please." You beg, and he obeys, rubbing you gently, then harder. You feel yourself getting close, completely losing yourself to the pleasure Josh is giving you. "J-Josh.. I'm going t-to...." You're cut off by your own moan as another wave of pleasure washes over you.
Josh's thrusts grow sloppy and you can feel his dick twitch inside of you. "F-fuck, Tyler." He groans.
Hearing him say your name in that way sends you over the edge. You come onto the sheets, moaning Josh's name loudly. Almost simultaneously Josh releases into you with an equally loud moan. He continues to rub you as he rides out his high before collapsing onto the bed beside you.
You both lie there for a few moments, catching your breath. Josh rolls over pulling you close to him again as you pull the sheet over your bodies. He kisses your forehead before mumbling, "um.. I was wondering.. If maybe... I was just gonna ask.. Uh..."
"What, Josh?" You giggle at his nervousness.
"I...I really like you, Ty. Willyoubemyboyfriend?" He runs the question together like one long word, and beings blushing like crazy.
You smile and kiss him, "Of course I will, Josh. I'd be honored to be your boyfriend." You snuggle into his chest and close your eyes. The last thing you hear is him say he'll support you through everything, whatever you need, and you smile as you fall asleep in his arms.
