WARNING: THIS STORY IS A CNC. It contains words some might find offensive as well as misgendering. If you don't like CNCs or verbal abuse themes do NOT read this. Words for genitals are used in this story that could be triggering to some. Read at your own risk. You have been warned.
Locker rooms always smelled the worst. Having been able to experience both the women's and the men's in his lifetime, he would say it definitely smelled worse in the men's locker room. It smelled like salty sweat and balls. Tobias had just finished with a Judo class at his college. He was only a yellow belt and the bright yellow stood out painfully against his black Gi. He liked the black fabric though. It had not started to yellow like the white ones that some of his classmates wore. There was such a variety of color in his class because they all had to buy their own uniforms. He also liked the blue ones he saw on the few classmates of his. If he ever had to replace his he might consider blue. He glanced self-consciously at his crotch. He wore an athletic cup and it felt bulky over his vagina. In everyday life, he never packed really. It felt like he had a raging boner. He sighed and proceeded to class.
Inside the dojo, the room the college allowed them to use to train, his classmates were standing about chatting. Some were stretching in. He glanced at the men around him. Every single one of them were cisgender but him. He didn't think anyone knew about him though. He was post top surgery by about 7 years. He had been on T for 12 years. He had yet to get a hysterectomy or anything else though. He itched his beard idly and regretted not oiling it today. In one corner a particularly handsome man named Antwon stood. He was doing some neck and arm stretches. He had even toned brown skin and green-yellow eyes. More green than yellow. He definitely could see himself jerking his little dick to thoughts of what Antwon could do to him.
As Tobias was wrapping up some deep stretch yoga poses, their sensei strolled in. She was only about 4 foot 10 but no one in the room was fool enough to think her weak. Her belt was alternating white and red, with the very ends being red. She was a 7th dan and was historically famous. They lined up without need to be told. She stood in front of them and said "Kiotsuke". They all stood straight and looked at her. She smiled and then said "Rei". They all bowed. She led them through some basic stretches before saying. "Today we will also do some group stretches. I will assign you a partner."
To Tobias amazement, and perhaps also his dread, Antwon was assigned to him. Tobias watched the tall lean dream of a man walk over to him. He tried not to blush. Their sensei instructed one partner to sit and spread their legs and far as they could without pain. The other was to push gently and evenly on the back of the sitting partner while they stretched forward. Tobias sat and his cup shifted awkwardly. As he spread his legs his labia parted. To his horror, he felt that he was wet. Fuck. Play it cool. He leaned forward and as he did, strong warm hands pressed, one between his shoulders, and one on the center of his back. Antwon shifted his right foot next to Tobias' hip to step into the pressure he was applying on Tobias' back. Tobias blushed as he felt the close proximity of this man's thigh to his face. He could smell the musk.. Oh god. He swallowed. Get through class. You can do it..
Soon group stretches were over and they were instructed to face their partner. For a brief practice of their most recent throws. One would act as Uke for the other and then they would swap. To be Uke, one had to let their partner lead them into the throw and then take the fall, almost as if they were just a sack of laundry. Antwon gripped his lapel and turned abruptly, he took Tobias' left arm over his shoulder, and stepped in for a hip throw. Tobias took the fall and bounced back up for his turn. Antwon took the fall wonderfully. Next Antwon stepped in for an outer leg sweep and he took the fall by slapping his arms down to keep his elbows and head safe from impact. Their last throw was an inner thigh throw. Antwon accidently caught him too high and managed to jostle his cup. Tobias tried to pretend he had balls to worry about and flinched. He was never sure if he was convincing though or if he over acted.
The class wrapped up with about 15 minutes of Randori free sparring. He was sort of hoping to be pinned by the sweaty man that he was lucky to be paired with and gave a little less effort than normal. He got to enjoy both ass and crotch in near proximity of his face quite a few times. His little guy between his legs was twitching at every accidental thigh touch and honestly, he swore that Antwon was trying to touch him. His suspicion had merit because not long after that Antwon performed a poorly executed front falling sacrifice throw and as he fell on top of Tobias, the man's hand collided so hard with his crotch that the cup shifted entirely. Antwon's large strong hand was cupped on his throbbing T dick and labia. Confusion flickered briefly as the hand groped, but he recovered fast. He got Tobias completely onto his back and slid expertly into a scarf hold.
"Matte!" Their instructor stood at the head of the class. They stopped immediately and stood. "Good job class. Time to bow out and then stretch out for the day."
After class Tobias marched to the locker room to take a quick shower. Most guys didn't, and mostly, he didn't either. But he reeked of arousal and needed to wash. He grabbed a shower tucked away in the back and pulled the curtain as closed as he could. It was never closed enough for him to feel entirely at ease though. He stripped and put his Gi in his bag. He hung clean clothing on a hook just outside the shower and pushed his bag out as well. The water was hot, and he soaked it in for a moment before reaching down between his thighs. He was slippery as fuck. He started to stroke his little cock and got so caught up that he forgot he was in a public shower. He moaned. The echo was far too loud, He winced. Hopefully no one was actually in there.
He turned to face the curtain and listened carefully. Dread filled him as he heard footsteps coming his way. Without warning the curtain was snapped back. It was Antwon. The man was in red basketball shorts and a black t shirt. He looked Tobias up and down. "I fucking knew it.." his eyes settled on Tobias pink pussy and as he gazed, his cock got visibly hard under his shorts. In one swift movement he pinned Tobias to the wall. "If you don't want me to tell anyone you won't scream for help." His face was right in front of Tobias and his eyes looked hungry. Antwon kicked his shorts off and monster cock sprang up. At least 9 inches and thick as fuck. He forced Tobias to his knees and pressed the trans mans face to his thigh. He slapped his cock against Tobias' face hard a few times before growling out, "Suck it bitch. Suck my cock like the whore you are."
Tobias eyed the cock. He would never be able to suck all of that. He took the cock with trembling hands and wrapped his lips around the head. Precum already had been beading and the acrid taste coated his tongue. "Mmm yeah bitch suck my cock...." He gripped Tobias hair and thrusted hard into his face. "Ima make you submit to me like a good little girl." Tobias spluttered on the cock and his face flushed red. "Oh don't try to pretend. I know what you are. You will never be a man and you know it. Now.." He thrusted hard, "Take my cock like a good girl." He started to thrust hard into the back of his throat and Tobias cried out from around the engorged cock in his mouth. "Mm yeah you are fucking slut. Play with my balls."
With one hand Tobias held the firm balls and started to massage them. With his other he played with his little cock. The man abusing his throat laughed. "You like this huh you little fucking perv. You want my cock in your pussy, don't you? You wanna feel a real man put you in your god damned place, don't you?" He pulled his cock out of Tobias mouth suddenly and slapped it hard across his red spit covered face. "I asked you.. if you wanted my thick fucking cock in your cunt. Answer me, bitch." Tobias stammered incoherently. "What was that whore?" He looked down at Tobias before planting his balls right on his face.
"Yes.." Tobias was muffled by the nutsack on his face.
Antwon rubbed his balls on Tobias' face, "Yes what, bitch?"
Tobias rubbed his little dick hard and gasped "Yes I want your cock in my pussy.. I want you to put me in my place. Fuck my whore cunt." His ears turned red as he spoke like that. But it was so hot. It was hotter than he ever thought it could be.
