this is the ONLY picture of me from Pittsburgh Pride this weekend. I was so immersed in the love surrounding me I didn’t once feel the need to take my phone out - something I rely on heavily for my social anxiety. But this weekend was different. This weekend was my first Pride passing as a man & being shirtless.
I can’t even begin to describe the euphoric feeling that washed over me when I felt the sun on my chest with my trans flag strapped across my neck, I felt invincible. For once, I felt strong.
I’m never going to back down. I’m never going to stop being visible. I’m so proud to be trans. I’m so proud to be queer. I’m so proud to be me.
Livia caught her breath as she looked at him. The man was shirtless, tangled in the sheets, his chest covered in sweat. His long light hair was splayed against the pillow. A large, bloody bandage was tied round his stomach. […] He was, quite simply, the handsomest man she’d ever seen in her life.
Bright lights and loud music overloaded your senses as you sat in the crowd of screaming women. This wasn’t your scene and you had no desire to be here considering all that had happened the past few days. But your friends had managed to convince you this was the best way to get over your cheating ex. So here you were at ladies night at the local strip club many drinks later with a bag full of $1 bills.
As you sipped your drink as you watched the show, one dancer catching your eye. You tried to push away your wicked thoughts but the alcohol had made you weak to the sweaty shirtless dancer. The way he moved his hips and licked his lips filled your mind with sinful possibilities. It didn’t help that he was constantly in your sight like, it was like he was trying to gain your attention.
The end of the night was nearing now and the stage had been cleared, leaving a room of horny women wanting more. “Ladies, are you having a great time tonight?” The MC bellowed through the speakers gaining a large scream from the crowd of women. He chuckled into the mic at the deafening reaction. “Glad to hear it! Just letting you ladies know it is last call. So while you’re enjoying your last drinks I’d like to let you know the boys have got a special treat tonight for a couple lucky ladies in the room.”
Two men came out with white tanks and black pants. Both carried a chair across the stage. You recognized one of them, the stripper that had been catching your eye all night. You waited with bated breath to see what they had planned. Both men came to a stop and took a step in front of their chairs. They gazed out into the crowd, and for a moment you swore the dancer’s eyes met yours.
They prowled around the stage like caged lions. Their intense gaze scanning the crowd. The other dancer picked a girl from the crowd and brought her on stage. ”Come on JB, who is the lucky lady gonna be?” The dancer named JB came closer to where you sat. You felt this sense of nervousness as you stared down at your drink, not wanting to make eye contact. “Well, it looks like JB has selected a lucky lady!”
You felt your friend nudge you harshly to catch your attention. You shot her a questioning look as you rubbed your arm. She motioned up. You were confused until you saw what, or who stood in front of you. There was JB crouching down on the stage with a playful smirk. His hand was outstretched to you, the lucky lady. Your face began to heat up, no words could be formed as you shook your head furiously as you did not want this to be happening. But the odds were against you. To your dismay, your friends had forced you to your feet and allowed you to be pulled on stage.
JB began to lead you to the chair as you began to protest. “You don’t want me up here, you should pick one of my friends. They’re much more into this than I am.”
He chuckled as he spun you around and pushed you gently down into the chair. You sat there stiffly wishing you had drunk more. His lips lined up to your ear, his breath hitting your ear made you clench your legs together. “That’s exactly why I chose you. You really think I’m going to let a pretty thing like you leave after not enjoying yourself?” You swallowed hard, his teasing tone wasn’t making this any easier. “Sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.” JB took a few steps back with a playful glint in his eyes. This boy was going to be the death of you.
The music began pumping through the speakers. The tune that danced through the air was a familiar, sensual hum. You glanced at the girl in the chair beside you, but she was fully enthralled by the dancer that had chosen her. The cheers and screams of the audience gained your attention. Both men were on the floor now on their knees and one the hand for support on the ground. They rolled their bodies with a thrust of the hip to the steady beat. The men threw their upper bodies back and began slowly sliding their hands down their clothed chest as the lifted their bodies up till they were only on their knees.
You chewed your lip. You only had a limited view, but this whole thing was making you nervous. Both the boys rose slowly to their feet in the most sensual way possible. The look that JB was sending you was making you weaker and weaker by the second. To make matters worse was how he approached you. He sauntered towards you looking like a hungry lion, and you were his meal.
You swallowed hard and tried to restrain yourself from doing something stupid. JB’s hand hit the back of the chair right behind your shoulder. He inched closer till he straddled your thighs. His hips lowered until he was essentially grinding into your lap, but you barely noticed. You were too distracted by his eyes piercing into yours. There was something there, something that you knew would only end in trouble.
What remained of the dance seemed like a blur. There was a lot of hip movements, seductive movements in close proximity, and touching. Both of him teasingly touching you and him placing your hands somewhere on his well-toned body. And let’s not forget the removal of his shirt to expose his chest that glittered from sweat. Yeah, it was a difficult three minutes. One with your legs being clamped together tightly.
Standing up was an issue, your legs were shaky from the performance. You didn’t fully trust yourself to walk. JB seemed to sense it. He put a hand on your hip as he led you to the steps off to the side of the stage. You were screaming internally at the simple fact of your haywire emotions and being this close still to the unbelievably sexy shirtless man. You tried to distract yourself with thoughts of mundane things. But nothing worked.
When reaching the stairs you were ready to run. You had to get out of here and away. But before you could make a move JB’s grip tightened and gained your attention. He leaned down close to your ear. “Meet me outside in ten.”
This was stupid. So damn stupid. Standing outside the club only a few groups of women were left. Most drunk as hell and waiting for a ride. Then there was you, waiting outside for a stranger that had just given you a lap dance. Why you were doing this? You weren’t sure. But this was happening.
“So you stuck around?” You looked at the direction of the voice. There was JB fully dressed now, hair wet from a quick shower possibly. “Looks like my charm worked,” he teased with that cocky smile of his.
You rolled your eyes, “I can just leave.”
“We both know you won’t.”
You grit your teeth knowing the truth in his words. The man had given you one lap dance and suddenly could read you like a book? “What did you want?”
JB closed the distance between both of you till you were almost nose to nose. He cocked an eyebrow. “What do you think I want? Because if I’m not mistaken you want the same thing.”
“No,” you crossed your arms examining the diminishing crowd outside the venue. “I honestly don’t know what you’re talking about.”
You were playing coy, both of you knew it. But you just didn’t want to give him the pleasure of inflating his seemingly massive ego. He licked his lips, giving a slight nod in annoyance. “Okay,” he mumbled. Two of his fingers slipped into the loops of your jeans. Before you knew what was happening he had you pulled against his body. Your eyes grew wide at the sudden contact but you tried your best to keep your composure. “You really think I’m gonna let you play like that?”
His voice was low and dangerous. Shivers ran up and down your spine at his dominant personality. “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“I can see it all over your face, and I want you to say it kitten. Tell me what you want. I want to hear you say it.”
One of his hands left the loop of your belt and began running up and down your side. You closed your eyes in an attempt to control your breathing. You almost lost it when he began nibbling on your ear. “I want you,” you moaned.
“Want me in what way?”
You were becoming weak under his touch and your patience was wearing thin. Your mind drifted back to all the pain and drama that had taken place these past few days. Then your mind wandered back to the present. Outside a strip club with one of the dancers basically offering you a night of fun. A wave of confidence washed over you as you smashed your lips onto his in a hungry kiss. It was desperate and sloppy. All your frustrations and anger coming through the contact. JB wasted no time in returning your ferocity as one hand tangled in your hair while the other gripped your hips.
“I want you to fuck me,” you breathe as you pulled away from his swollen lips. “I want you to fuck me and make me forget everything. Please, make me forget.”
JB pulled away, a Cheshire grin on his lips. “Why didn’t you say so earlier kitten? My place is ten minutes away. Come on, I’ll drive.”
Walking to the car you kept a tight grip on his hand. You needed this, and you knew that. Nothing helps get over a break up better than a rebound. And who else better than a hot guy. Your grip released his to get inside his small car. His car roared to life as he started his engine. You knew the drive would be short, but you were eager. Eager to not lose the momentum and eager to have the fun you so desperately needed.
“W-what are you doing?” JB was shocked as your hands reached over the center console and began fumbling with his belt.
“What does it look like?”
“Eager one you are,” he chuckled. To your, and his, fortune the light up ahead turned red. In record speed, JB had undone his pants and pulled them down just enough for his dick to spring out. Your eyes were glued to his member that stood at attention. “Like what you see?”
You’d be lying if you said no. It had been so long since you had been with another man. Three years actually. So really, this was exciting. Especially seeing how large he was. You wasted no time in taking him firmly in your grasp. JB took a sharp intake of air. He wasn’t expecting your sudden willingness to do such a thing, but he wasn’t complaining.
You leaned down just as the light turned green. You licked the length of his member earning a hiss from him. He scowled at the road before him, his eyes showing his immense focus. “If you’re gonna do that, don’t be a tease.”
“Well,” you grinned wickedly. “If you insist.” Taking him fully into your mouth nearly caused him to swerve off the road. He wasn’t expecting you to be so bold.
“Fuck,” he muttered under his breath. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly to the point of his knuckles turning white as your pace sped up. He wasn’t expecting you to be this talented with your mouth. One hand released the steering wheel to brush back the hair from your face. “Kitten if you don’t slow down I’m going to cum before we even reach my place.”
You lifted your head, releasing him from your swollen lips. “I don’t see a problem with that,” you purred before getting back to the task at hand. You started off slower now, wanting to prolong your play. You sucked on his tip as your hand continued to pump. Occasionally your tongue would swirl around him. Soft groans would come from his lips. He wanted nothing more than to pull over and have his way with you.
His right-hand lets go of the steering wheel to allow his fingers to tangle in your hair. He was done playing games now. He pushed your head down making you choke. Your hands clutched the material of his pants as JB continued to set the pace. Your lungs screamed from the lack of oxygen. His sudden control of the situation had you praying you’d be at the apartment soon, you needed some relief yourself.
Your prayers were answered when the car came to a screeching stop. JB pulled you away roughly from his throbbing member. Just as you were about to insist on finishing your work, JB’s lips crashed onto yours in a heated kiss. There was so much there. Hunger. Desperation. Lust. It was intoxicating.
Without breaking the contact you fumbled into his lap. JB’s hands began exploring your body. Feeling every curve before slipping his hands up your shirt and cupping your breasts. You forced his head up to gain better access to his neck and began kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin. “Kitten,” he moaned. “We need to stop.”
“Why? I don’t wanna.”
He gently pushed you back till your back hit the steering wheel. “Because I rather not put on a show for my neighbors. I don’t think they’d appreciate it.”
You ran your hand over his chest and pouted. “Maybe they just shouldn’t look.”
JB chuckled at your adorable reaction. “Someone’s impatient.” His hand moved from the inside of your shirt and down to cup your ass. He gave a firm squeeze. “I have good news, my apartment is just around the corner.”
“Well let’s not waste any more time.”
Moments later your two tangled bodies came crashing through the front door. From the car to the apartment you had only broken contact a few seconds for air. It was a stumbling mess but you had reached your destination. Clothing began to be torn off of each other and thrown somewhere in the apartment. Where they were? Well, you’d worry about that in the morning.
“Bedroom,” you muttered against his lips.
The adrenalin pumped through your veins as you went stumbling through the apartment. Hitting walls, knocking into tables, and a picture may have smashed on the floor. But it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered except the two of you.
JB pushed you down roughly causing your back to crash into the soft mattress. You felt cold now without his heated touches. His eyes scanned the length of your body as he licked his lips hungrily. “Damn you look sexy.”
“If I’m so sexy then why am I alone on this bed?”
He gave you an amused look. “Oh? Does that mean you want me to join you kitten?”
Your mind screamed yes, but you didn’t want him to have that kind of satisfaction. “I never said that.”
His eyes narrowed, he knew what game you were playing. “You didn’t?”
JB lowered himself closer to the ground at the edge of the bed near your legs. You propped yourself up on your elbows to keep your eyes on him. “Well, if you don’t want me on the bed then I won’t join you.” His fingertips ghosted along your legs and up your thighs. The gentle touch made you quiver. But his gentle touch changed without warning as he gripped your thighs tightly and spread them apart. You stared down at him in surprise. “Instead I’ll just have some fun from here until you’re begging for me to join you.”
There was no opportunity for you to question him. Instead, he made quick work of removing your panties, fully expose yourself to him. He ran his tongue along your folds, making sure to take it extra slow when reaching your clit. An uncontrollable groan escapes your lips to JB’s amusement. “Did you like that kitten?”
“No,” you lied.
“Tsk Tsk, lying won’t get you anymore. It’s only gonna get you in trouble.” JB rubbed your sensitive clit gently. Fucking tease. “I guess I’m gonna have to fix that.”
JB inserted the first digit as he watched your reaction carefully. He started slow just to see how you’d react. But upon seeing that you weren’t reacting the way he wanted he took it to the next level. Another digit went in and his pace became unforgiving. Your head tilted back as the familiar warm sensation began to build in the pit of your stomach. You closed your eyes trying to control your urge to moan and encourage him, but it was useless. “JB,” you panted.
“Jaebum,” he whispered ss he continued to move in and out, occasionally curving and scissoring his fingers. “My name is Jaebum.” His teeth grazed the inner flesh of your thighs making you moan his name yet again. “Looks like someone’s enjoying themselves,” he teased.
“Gladly.” Jaebum withdrew his fingers to roughly move your legs over his shoulders. His hands took hold of your waist to ensure you couldn’t escape. It was then his mouth began its assault. His tongue swirled and flicked in all the right places causing your body temperature to only rise. But when he parted your lips is when it all changed. Using his long slender fingers playing with your clit while his tongue delved in. You inhaled and took hold of his hair. “Shit,” you gasped. You craved more, you needed more.
You were on the edge. Your pants radiated through the room as you tried desperately to keep your breathing as steady as possible. But it was useless. This man had total control and you hated it. His lips left you, leaving only his hands to continue their work at a painfully slow pace compared to what it was before. He smiled down at your withered form. “Do you want more kitten?”
“Yes.” Your voice was shaking from the desperate need for a release.
“What was that?” You didn’t respond knowing fully what he wanted. Jaebum stopped his fingers movement. The lack of movement made you whine. You needed something, anything. Any attempts to press your thighs together were futile due to Jaebum still being between them. And something told you your hands might end up being tied to the bed frame from any attempts to help yourself along. “Kitten tell me what you want.”
“I’m not saying it.”
A dangerous glint could be seen through the dark room, he didn’t appreciate your response. His fingers retracted and next thing you knew he had your clit between two fingers, pinching it enough just to make you gasp. “I can play this game all night.”
You stood your ground. Clenching the sheets in your tight grasp and gritting your teeth. You were not going to give in so easily. His stare was animalistic while his free hand trailed up your body leaving a trail of goose ups. He took your right breast into his hand and began kneading them. He took care to ensure to run a teasing finger over your incredibly sensitive nipple. “This is your last chance kitten. Be a good girl.”
Instant regret. Jaebum pulled you off the bed and onto the floor with him. He was above you before you could even register what had just happened. One hand pinned down your hands while his other was wrapped around your throat. His face was beside yours now, his deep breaths hitting the side of your neck. He squeezed his hand around your throat lightly. “You’re gonna regret that.”
JB’s hand retreated from your throat. You watched silently as he used his teeth to open up a wrapper containing a condom. As he slipped it on he never broke his intense eye contact making your desire only grow that much more.
He positioned himself now, the head of his dick running up and down your folds. His head lowered to pepper kisses along your throat. You were being tortured and there was nothing you could do about it. “Tell me what you want kitten.”
You were becoming weak. So very weak. The desire was becoming a need. “You know what I want.”
His cock pressed harder into your clit making you gasp. “I want you to say it,” he growled. “Tell me what you want.”
You cracked. “Fuck me.”
“What was that? I couldn’t hear you.”
“Fuck me you asshole!”
You were surprised by your own outburst. Jaebum loved it, that cocky expression taking over his features. He seemed damn proud of himself. His hips snapped forward and burying himself deep inside of you. The sudden penetration left you breathless. The sexual frustration that had been driving you mad had dissipated and was replaced by the intoxicating build up deep inside of you.
His lips attached to your neck, they moved up leaving small marks on the way up to your lips. Soon his large hands were back on your throat applying light pressure. His lips capturing yours in a heated kiss to muffle your moans of pleasure.
Without warning, Jaebum had flipped you onto your stomach. He hoisted your ass up into the air and repositioned himself before slamming himself back inside. His hand took hold of your hair to bring you into your chest. There was a mix of pain and pleasure, you felt like you were playing with fire. He let go of your hair as he put his hand on your throat, successfully keep you up that way now. One of his fingers brushed against your lips with you happily took into your mouth and began to suck.
Panting against your ear he began to speak. “How does my cock feel kitten?” You could only manage a moan. Your mind was in a haze, you couldn’t form words in this state. Jaebum gave one more harsh thrust before pausing. “I said how does my cock feel,” he growled against your ear.
You let out a whimper as you clutched onto his arm. “Jaebum p-please. Don’t…don’t stop. It feels amazing.”
“Nah baby girl, you’re gonna have to do better than that now.” He gave another rough thrust before pausing again. “Talk to me,” he purred.
You were overwhelmed and desperate. “Fuck me. Please. I need your amazing cock to fuck me hard. Please daddy.”
“Daddy? I like.” Jaebum released you to let your upper body fall back towards the ground. Both his hands took hold of your hips before he began to thrust at an ungodly pace. It was overwhelming and you felt yourself losing your grip on reality. You clawed desperately at the carpeting on the floor but it was useless. A string of curse words came from your lips between your moans that only seemed to get louder. “Cum for me baby girl. I want to hear you scream my name.”
It only took a couple more sloppy thrusts to force you over the edge. The fire that had built in your abdomen exploded sending the fire coursing through your veins. Your vision went white as the pleasure hit every inch of your body. Jaebum let go of your hips causing you to fall to your side. He collapsed next to you taking trying to catch his breath. You closed your eyes and smiled to yourself. Your friends were right, a night out was exactly what you needed.