Author's note: This story depicts a consensual sub-dom relationship between a cis man and a trans masculine person. It includes themes of public sex and public humiliation, domination, and rough/painful sex. All characters are above the age of 18. Terms used to describe the trans character's genitalia include "pussy", "hole", and "little dick". These are terms I personally like to use as a trans masculine person.
I have started writing the next part of the story and would love any constructive feedback, as well as encouragement to keep writing if you want to read more!
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The late afternoon sun is starting to fade beyond the deep canyon that surrounds us, and the river water feels cool and soft against my hot skin. I take a deep breath and dive in, submerging my whole body and head, washing away the sweat and dust after a hard day of hiking. I stand up and look over to the shore, where Jesse is sitting and watching me with a big smile on his face. We are backpacking in the canyons of southern Utah with a couple of our friends. It's a long, ambitious trip, and we are five days' hiking from the trailhead, deep in the wilderness. We have barely seen any other people on the trail for days, so my skinny dipping feels like the most natural thing in the world.
Once I feel sufficiently cooled off, I get out and walk over to the rock where I put my towel, and start drying off. Jesse comes over, takes the towel from me and continues to dry me. He gently rubs the towel over my shoulders and up to my head where he tousles my hair.
"I love watching you swim. Such a pretty boy." He continues to dry me with the towel, rubbing my chest and belly, spending a little extra time making sure my belly hair is dry. Squatting down, he moves on down my legs to my feet, and then back up again to my lower back and ass. Lastly, he lightly rubs the towel between my legs, patting my crotch dry. With his other hand, as though checking is work, he then lightly strokes along my slit.
"There you go, all dry..." He pauses, still slowly stroking between my legs, and adds, "although I don't particularly like it when you're dry..."
I let out a little giggle. I am feeling small and vulnerable, yet very safe, standing there completely naked by the riverside, with him fully clothed and his big warm hands on my body. He is standing next to me at an angle, and as he is about a head taller than me, my right shoulder is against his chest. This allows him to use one hand on the front of my body to stroke my inner thighs and crotch, while the other is rubbing my back and ass. I melt into his touch. The gentle breeze and warm sunshine combined with his soft, strong hands feel so good on my exposed, freshly bathed skin. Within moments I feel the familiar tingle and increasing wetness between my legs in response to his treatment. The next time his hand strokes along my slit he notices my juices and lets out a low chuckle;
"now there's a good boy... always wet and horny for daddy".
His words have an instant effect on my body, and I let out a quiet whimper as I feel my heart rate quicken and warmth radiating through my pussy. I rock my hips forward a little, in the hopes that his gentle stroking will gain some more intensity, but to my disappointment his hand disappears, and instead I hear his low voice in my ear.
"I wanna see you touch yourself standing right here. Show daddy what a horny slut you are. Stroke that little dick for me."
I feel heat rising to my cheeks from his words, and I cast a cautious look in the direction of the campsite where our friends are hanging out and cooking dinner. We are completely out of sight thanks to some big boulders, but they could easily decide to come down to the water at any point. I look up at him and he gives me a stern look. A look that tells me he's in the mood to be rough, and if I don't behave there might be consequences. This turns me on like nothing else, so I take a deep breath and allow my desire to submit overtake my shyness. With a "yes, daddy", I comply with his order and bring my hand between my legs. Dipping into the wetness at the entrance of my pussy, I scoop it up and use it to start rubbing my little dick. I moan at the sensation as pleasure starts radiating through my body.
As I keep touching myself he squeezes and rubs my ass, and lets out a deep growl in my ear.
"I'm gonna have this fucking ass today." Hearing the desire and lust in his voice turns me on even more, but I'm silently questioning if he is serious--he's not really going to try to fuck me in the ass out here in the open like this? While I love to get fucked in the ass, his dick is girthy and can be hard for me to take if I'm not fully warmed up and relaxed. At the same time, the thought of him using my ass without regard to how I might feel about it makes me incredibly horny. My thoughts are interrupted as I feel one of his hands move in between my thighs and start probing my wet hole. I let out a gasp as one of his fingers enters me. He curls it forward to find my g-spot and starts to put pressure on it. Keeping his finger fully inside of me, he starts to make small movements around my g-spot, alternating the amount of pressure against it. It's subtle and gentle, but it's exactly what's required to bring my pleasure to new heights and he knows it.
