Can you write about trans Tyler making himself feel good?
his first vibrator is small, baby blue and so tiny he finds himself losing it in his sheets before he’s even had a chance to use it.
the feeling is funny at first, and he can’t rest it right on his clit or else it’s uncomfortable. propped up against the mound of pillows that josh frequently says is ridiculous, binder still on, he rests the vibe right on the hood of his clit and hums.
his head falls back and he lets out a stuttering breath, counting the little divots of the stucco ceiling because it’s starting to feel really good and he doesn’t want to finish too soon.
eventually he sinks down and gets more comfortable, legs spread wide as he grows wetter and wetter. he normally doesn’t like touching down there, but just this once he reaches down with the hand not holding the toy, presses just the tips of his fingers at his entrance.
they come away soaking, slick and sticky, and he whimpers as he sucks himself off, tangy and bright with salt skin stinging underneath.
he notches the vibrator up to the next setting, cries out and jerks so violently that he kicks half the covers off the bed.
starting to press the toy harder down against his clit, he rubs his other hand at his stomach, sees the trails of spit and cum he leaves glistening atop his flat belly.
the vibrator he starts to move in tight little circles, still pressing down down down, hips now jumping with every rotation. the mattress is squeaking just a little, but he doesn’t think the neighbors are home thank god.
because he’s started to talk a little too, calling himself a good little slut, asking for joshie even though he knows that’s dangerous territory, digging his nails into the white meat of his thigh just to make himself scream.
and he’s so wet, can feel it smearing across the tops of his legs, dripping to the mattress, everything all shaky and sliding sideways as he starts to cum, whining and rocking his hips up agains the vibe mmh