Summary: The guy you hook up with doesn’t want you to return any favours, which is crazy, because you love sucking dick. Adam just seems obsessed with making you come, just for him to leave. Any attempt at sneaking your hands down his pants gets immediately warded off. Finally, you decide to confront him, and he shares some facts about his body. Specifically, the region below the belt.
Trans Masc! Adam x Fem! Reader
Tags: Alternative Universe: College. Adam is a trans guy with top surgery and no bottom surgery. Porn with Plot. Oral Sex. Tribbing. Slight Age Gap between Adam and Reader (He is a freshman, she a junior). Adam suffers from internalised transphobia. Underage drinking.
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Truly, never before in your life have you gotten such good head. At some point, you were sure you had left this realm. When Adam brushed his teeth against your clit, you were brought back to life.
You had your hands tangled in his soft brown hair, tugging on the strands. He for sure had pretty eyes. Melted gold was wrapped around his pupil, staring right at you. With the intensity he was looking at you, you were afraid to be dropped into the burning colour.
Adam kept his lips wrapped around your clit, and he sucked. You threw your head back, burying yourself further into your pillows. With a sob, you yanked Adam closer to you. When it came to Adam, you just felt greedy. You wanted more, more, more, until he would be sucked dry.
Your hips jerked out of your control, grinding into Adam’s nose. You could practically feel yourself drip down his face. Squeezing your eyes shut, you let your orgasm wash over you. All you could do was moan as your muscles jerked and finally relaxed.
You whined as Adam sat up. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. There was a grin on his face. Reaching your hand out, you grabbed his T-shirt and pulled him to you. He let you lead him, pressing your lips against his.
Adam pushed his tongue into your eager mouth. You could taste yourself, and you moaned into his mouth. Adam disconnected the kiss, just for him to press his lips against your cheek, and then your neck.
You let your hands explore, going from his shoulders to his chest and finally resting on his crotch. Just as your fingers wrapped the zipper, Adam was quick to wrap his hands around your wrist and simply guided your hand back to your own body.
And then, he jumped off your bed. “Welp! I got band practice, babe. Same time on Sunday?”
You bit down a frustrated groan, trying to get a glimpse at Adam’s crotch, but failing. “Why don’t you stay? C’mon, Adam.” All you could do was whine. Can’t even catch print with this guy.
“That’s what Sunday is there for, baby. Unless you're busy—” He simply shrugged his shoulders as he slipped into his shoes, and he left on your bedroom floor.
“I am not busy!” You burst out. Then, you narrow your eyes. “Take off your pants.”
Adam smiled, “Desperation does not suit you.” He winked at you. “I really gotta run. It's kind of cute, though, how much you want me. I will text you, yeah?”
With that, he left. At this point, Adam knows his way around your apartment better than you do. You groaned into your pillow. This guy just pisses you off. He won’t take off his shirt, he won’t take off his pants. The mystery just intrigues you more. What is he hiding? A micro penis, maybe? You wouldn’t even care that man has a magic tongue; he can have the smallest dick in the world, and it would not matter to you.
Usually, your regular hook-ups do not live rent-free in your head like this, but you just like Adam. You like how he looks, how he smells, his laugh and his stupid, idiotic jokes, too. You might have a crush on the guy.
Whatever. No use in losing your mind over a man; all you could do was wait for him to text you.
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You sat on Adam’s bed as you waited for him to get back from the bathroom. His room was messy, but comfortable. Most of the time, you two just hook up at your place, but your roommate had a study group there, and you could not keep your mouth shut when Adam had his fingers buried inside of you.
With a sigh, you looked around. Getting up, you started to just walk around. Curiosity got the best out of you, and you started snooping. His desk had little to no hints; it was just filled with papers and notes.
Maybe he was just deeply insecure, that’s why he won’t take his clothes off? Eh, he has such a big ego. Adam was a big fat guy, but he never seemed bothered by that. As a matter of fact, he likes being bigger than other people.
You continued to his closet. It was closed, but you could already see clothes sticking out. Opening the wooden door, you came eye to eye with a mess. Most of his clothes were just thrown in there without a care in the world.
A top stood out to you. You picked up the black piece of clothing. It seemed like a compression top of sorts, like a sports bra, but more solid. You had a hard time categorising the item of clothing. For what would Adam use it?
“The fuck are you doing?” Speak of the devil. You quickly dropped the top. Adam was behind you, his hand on the closet door, which he was quick to slam shut.
Turning around, you looked Adam in the eyes. He might be trying to intimidate you with his size, but you weren’t one to back down. Raising your chin, you didn’t let the fact that he was caging you in with his arms bother you.
“Snooping, obviously.” You casually answered.
Adam raised a brow at your brazen answer, shaking his head. “Mind your own fucking business. Before I kick your ass out.”
You wrapped your hands around a belt loop on Adam’s pants and yanked him closer. Batting your eyelashes, you pouted at Adam. “I just wanna suck your dick, Adam. Pretty please?”
He frowned. “You should leave.”
“The hell did I do?!” You threw your hands up.
Adam turned away, dragging a hand over your face. “Why can’t you just enjoy what we got and just fucking leave it be?” He sat down on the edge of his bed, legs spread.
With a sigh, you walked towards Adam. You stood between his legs, hand resting on top of his head. You let your nails scratch over his scalp. Adam sighed, pressing his cheek against your stomach, then he wrapped his arms around your waist.
“Maybe we should stop seeing each other.” You wonder out loud.
Adam practically flinched at the suggestion. “What? Just ‘cause I tried to kick you out? I didn’t really mean it, you know that, baby.”
You rolled your eyes. “No.” You were kind of embarrassed to admit to it, but it was better than suffering through the unknown. “I have a crush on you. Sorry for the snooping. I really should leave.”
Adam just wrapped his arms tighter around you. “Aww, you like like me, that is why you went looking through my shit?”
“Shut up.” You tried to push him away, but he wouldn’t let you.
“You wanna date me?” He looked up at you, smiling happily. “Lil ‘ol meeeeee?”
“I will hit you.” You threatened Adam.
He finally unwrapped his arms and leaned back on the bed. His hands are behind his back as he rested his weight on them. Adam couldn’t keep the grin off his face. “We can date, if you wanna.”
You tilted your head at him. “Adam, you cannot even take your shirt off around me. What makes you think we can date?”
You didn’t know that much about Adam, outside of his college life and activities. He doesn’t talk about High school, or anything that happened before he went to college. His socials were practically wiped clean; anything he had posted was made this year.
This year, you helped out with freshman orientation. That is how you met Adam, who was quick to join an obnoxious frat. After a few drinks, Adam was able to get you to spread your legs, and you have been sleeping with him ever since. Most of the time, you just use the alcohol as a cheap excuse; you immediately wanted Adam when you saw him for the first time.
Adam pouted at you. He went through his wild hair with his hands. “Its just—” He stopped himself.
You simply waited for Adam to speak again. It wasn't like him to just shut up. You were sure there was a certain word count he needed to hit a day, or else he dies.
He let his back hit the mattress. “I wish you fucking knew me from back then, so we wouldn’t have to fucking talk about it.” His hand covered his eyes. “You can keep a secret, yeah?”
Oh, so he did have a micro penis. That is fine. “Of course! I do not suck and tell!” You nodded your head to emphasize your point. With a hum, you lay down beside Adam, as he avoided eye contact.
Adam took in a deep breath. “I am trans.”
“You want to be a woman?”
“No! The other fucking around!” Adam turned his head to glare at you.
“Okay.” You let a beat pass, waiting for more to come, but when the silence settled, you realised that was it. “Wait, that is it? Man, and I thought it would be, like, super…I don’t know. More dramatic. I was expecting micro penis, honestly.”
“I would not have a fuck ass micro dick!” Adam measured out a size between his hands that seemed comically large. “If I were cis, I would have a minimum of 10 inches!”
“10?! I would not sleep with you if you had a 10-inch— that’s a weapon that needs a license, actually.” You shook your head with a smile.
“You are right, it would be more like 12 inches.” Adam turned on his side, so he was facing you. He rested his head on his palm. “So, we are cool, right?”
“Yeah, Adam, don’t worry. I won’t tell. Besides, you don’t have to worry too much. You aren’t in some small town from the south anymore; this is a big city, you know? I have gay and trans friends and everything.” You raised your fist. “Proud ally.”
Adam wrapped his hand around your fist, brought it to his lips and kissed your fingers. You looked into his eyes, “Can you take your clothes off now?”
His shoulders shook as he laughed at your request. “Only if you take yours off fir— damn.”
Before Adam was able to finish his sentence, you quickly slipped out of your skirt. You just let it drop to the floor, and then you pulled your shirt off over your head. Since you didn’t bother with a bra, you were left in your panties.
You threw a glance at Adam. “What are you waiting for?” You huffed at the fact that he was still dressed.
Adam chuckled, “You are so bossy, baby.” He finally started to undress. At first, he took off his shirt, then his jeans.
While Adam was throwing clothes onto the floor, you threw yourself onto his pillows. They smelled like Adam, and you buried your nose into the soft cotton. Rolling back to lie on your back, you spread your legs and made a come-hither motion with your finger.
You knew Adam loved taking your panties off for you. He still had his boxers on as he crawled towards you. “You look pretty like this, baby. I think we need to meet up at my apartment more often. I like having my things in one place.” Adam purred as he settled in between your spread thighs.
“I will stay wherever, as long as you make me come.” You wrapped your arms around his neck, guiding him down to meet your lips.
Adam crashed his lips into your own. He pressed his tongue against your lips, asking you to open your mouth. And you did. Adam entangled his tongue with your own. His hands wrapped around your tits, pinching your nipples.
You moaned into Adam’s mouth. You could feel him smile into the kiss. Carefully, you let your hands glide around Adam’s shoulders. Adam stopped the kiss and started to leave kisses on your neck. He started to suck marks into your skin.
With a sigh, you tangled your fingers into his hair. His skin was a nice tan, olive colour. He licked a strip down to your tits. You arched your back towards Adam, trying to get more stimulation from him.
Adam sucked on your nipple, as you whined at the feeling. Like electricity was being shot through your spine, into your chest. You clenched around nothing as you felt your underwear get wet.
He made his way down from your chest to your clothed pussy. Adam hooked his fingers into the waistband of your panties and gently pulled them down. The fabric stuck to your wet pussy, and when Adam threw the piece of clothing to the ground, you felt yourself twitch at the feeling of cold air hitting your pussy.
You watched as Adam lowered his head, pressing a kiss to your pulsing clit. His tongue glides over your folds. “Adam!” You whined out, dragging Adam back up.
He raised his pierced eyebrow at you in confusion. “What is it, baby? You wanna stop?”
“No! Don’t stop.” You glared at him. “I just really want to touch you.” You finally were able to get a good look at his upper body. He had a nice, soft chest. You could see old scars below his pecs. Reaching your hands out, you let your hand glide over his skin. A shudder went through Adam’s body.
You pulled at Adam’s thick chest hair, making him slap your hand away while you giggled. Licking your lips, you let your fingers wrap around the waistband of his boxer shorts, tugging impatiently. You could see hair peak out from beyond the underwear, a happy trail growing up to his belly button.
“If you keep begging like that…” Adam trailed off.
Sighing, you batted your eyelashes at him. “Please, daddy?”
“Fuuuck, you really know what I like to hear, huh?” Adam then pushed his boxer shorts off his hips.
The sight made your mouth practically water. You could see how slick was smeared over the inside of Adam’s thighs. Adam truly gave a new definition to bush. He had coarse, thick, dark hair sprinkled all over his body, including his pussy. Adam threw his boxers over his shoulder.
“Spread your legs.” Adam’s voice was husky with lust. You eagerly followed the order, spreading your thighs apart for Adam.
You watched as Adam shifted around. He threw his left leg over your own, while he shuffled his right one below yours. He wrapped his hands around your waist, keeping you in position. Adam carefully lowered his weight onto you. You felt his t-dick press against your clit, and you gasped at the foreign feeling.
You wrapped your hands around Adam’s wrists to keep yourself grounded. “More.” Your cunt grounded into Adam’s.
“Greedy.” Adam teased you. He rolled his hips into yours. A moan tumbled out of Adam’s mouth.
With a happy hum, you let your head fall back into the pillows. Adam leaned his big body over you, putting more pressure on your pussy. He planted his mouth on your own, and you let his tongue brush over your lips.
You felt a wave of heat flush over your body. Your skin prickled under the cold air as Adam’s warm body was draped over you, like a heavy blanket. He continued to press into you, as you felt your clit twitch under his touch.
The air smelled of sex and pleasure. You wrapped your arms around Adam’s neck, pushing your tongue into his mouth. He gladly let you. Tugging on his hair strands, you let Adam continue to rub against your fluttering pussy.
Adam stopped the kiss, resting his forehead against yours. His breathing was heavy. “You like sucking, baby?”
You eagerly nodded your head. “Yes, yes.”
A hand left your hips, Adam pressed his fingers against your wet lips. You enthusiastically opened your mouth. He pushed the pads of his fingers against your tongue. You were quick to wrap your lips around his fingers, letting your fingers glide around his digits.
Adam pushed his fingers further in, making you choke. He grinned down at you, his eyes were sparkling. “Your pussy is nice ‘n soft, sweetheart. I could rub against it all fucking day.”
You sharply inhaled at the feeling. All you could do was let your hips go wild, meeting Adam’s thrust desperately. The familiar feeling of your orgasm approaching washed over you. Adam buried his nose into your cheek, his needy gasps going straight into your ear.
As pleasure buzzed through your body, you bit down on Adam’s fingers. He moaned at the feeling, thrusting his fingers into your mouth. Your moans were muffled by his thick fingers. As an apology for the bite, you let your tongue drag over the bite marks.
“You close, babe?” Adam asked, his breath fanning over your sweaty skin.
You nodded your head. With a groan, you wrapped your hand around his wrist and dug your nails into his skin. Your free hand grabbed Adam by his hips, pulling him in closer to you. Letting your eyes flutter shut, you focused on the feeling on your clit, and the fingers pressed against your tongue.
With your eyes squeezed shut, you felt yourself cum. Adam moaned, his fingers slipping out of your mouth, as he wrapped his hands around your waist. He squeezed your soft skin, rutting into you at an intense speed. The overstimulation made stars burst below your eyelids.
“Fuck, baby. I will come inside you, yeah? You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Adam groaned, his movements turned sloppily. He bit down on his lower lip as his body shivered.
Your pubes were entangled, and Adam carefully untangled you two. You were connected by a string of slick. Adam lay down beside you, his arm dropped over his face as he tried to catch his breath.
You were quick to cuddle up to Adam. Resting your head on his chest, you threw your leg over his hips. Adam wrapped his arm around you, his hands brushing over your sticky skin. You twirled your finger around Adam’s chest hair.
“So…” You were practically singing. “When can I suck your dick?”
Adam was quick to cover your mouth with his hand. “Shhhhhhut up for once. Be happy you got this much.”
You giggled, pushing Adam’s hand away and nuzzling into his neck. There was always time for this another time.
adam finding out going down on you is peak stress release and being so mad about it because what kind of self-respecting dick master is on his fucking knees for a woman? so he comes home from a bad meeting with sera and he just manhandles you down onto the bed or the couch and he's glaring up at you like its your fault even as he's dragging your underwear off and throwing your legs over his shoulders.
adam, face buried in between your thighs and groaning at the way you taste, a furrow in his brow and fingers digging into your thighs. adam ignoring you when you're shaking and begging him to stop with tears in your eyes because damn it, he's not done, he's gonna keep going until all the stress is gone.
adam eating you out until you're sobbing from overstimulation, until you pass out for a minute just from just how fucking good it feels.
adam trying to play it off as him doing it because 'you're always fucking bitching about it', like he isn't hard as a rock from the taste of you, from the sound of you, like this isn't the most relaxed he's been in fucking weeks and fuck, do you mind if he goes again?
