“We don’t have much time, so I’m gonna show you how to take a big cock deep, pantyboy.” Tyler stripped down and bounced his hard cock on my chin. It was odd to be looking at his crotch upside down. “Open wide, princess. Mind your teeth.”
“Yes, Sir.” I opened wide and he slid the head of his cock in. I twirled my tongue around the head, eliciting a moan from him. Tyler slid a few inches in and then started to fuck my mouth slowly, going a little deeper on each thrust. He put his hands and his weight on my chest, pinning me down as he hunched over me to get a better angle of attack. Slowly he managed to get the full length of his cock inside me and I was surprised that I could still breath! If he had kept a slow pace, I could have managed him, but he started to go faster and I began to cough on it every few strokes.
It was like being waterboarded by cock!
I was pinned down and when I coughed, I tried to wriggle free but could only move my hips and kick my legs. Tyler was actually enjoying my helpless struggles, so he long-dicked my throat faster and faster with his balls bouncing off my nose.
But I was enjoying it too.
Every time I bucked my hips, my hard cock slid against my new panties. I was loving being helplessly trapped and having a huge cock using my throat as a fleshlight! Tyler’s ramming cock was producing a foam of saliva and phlegm that oozed over my face while I was squirming on his bed desperately humping my panties. The bed groaned as we rutted at full tilt. I was coughing and moaning and thrusting, loving every minute of my first hour as a pantyboy princess.
Coach must have been getting close, because I felt him take one hand and rub my cock thru my straining panties. That was all it took to push me over the edge. I bucked my hips into the air as I filled my panties with a huge load of cum. That pushed Coach over the edge and I felt his balls pulse against my nose as they unloaded jets of cum down my throat. We were both frozen like that for a moment, our cocks pumping pulse after pulse of cum.
Finally, I collapsed on the bed and Tyler slowly pulled out of my throat. He dried his crotch with a towel and then did my face too.
“OK, pantyboy. We’re done for now. Give me your number before you leave.”
I gave Tyler my number as I got dressed and slipped my mask on. I noticed the time. Damn. I had to get back to work!
Just as I was approaching my door, the janitor’s short assistant, Miguel came around the corner. He gave me a once over and his eyebrows raised above his mask. Acting cool, I gave him a “sup” nod and ducked into my apartment. I guess my smooth legs and outfit did seem a bit odd for me, but I had a bigger issue. I had a load of sticky cum in my panties!
I ducked into the bathroom and stripped off my shorts and shirt. I was about to peel off my panties, but I just had to see how they looked on me. I closed the door and was shocked at what I saw in the full-length mirror.
My thinned eyebrows were strikingly “metrosexual” bordering on flamboyant and my smooth body made me look thinner, younger and a lot less masculine. My old self was gone and I was left looking at a faggot in cum soaked panties in my mirror. One thought crossed my mind.
Oh my God! I’ve been TWINKED!