Flower Boy Pt. 01
Before the story starts, i have a few things to say:
1) thanks for over 100 followers. i wanted to post pegging internship 3 as a celebration but life happened
2) PI 3 will come some time down the line. i have the idea just not in the creative headspace
3) I'll make effort to be more active here but i have an actual novel writing career that occupies my daily life. Hit me up via email though.
With that out of the way, let's begin:
Ash didn't believe his night would end with his naked hunched over the lap of a 6'3 muscular brunette butch lady also in her early 20s. He kept his eyes on her spiderman bedsheets as she ran her left fingers down his back. "Are you nervous, baby?"
"A little," he said, trying to steady his breath. His cock was rough hard and her magical lubricated right fingers only made them throb harder. She gently stroked him while reaching down to his anus. "I don't know if I'm ready for that."
"You've always wanted to feel more like a girl didn't you?" She whispered in his ear, her soothing voice and month breath only took his horny meter to 101. "Don't worry, my flower, I'll treat you like the girl you are." Her middle finger danced around the entrance of his hole. He bit his lip as his body twitched. "Deep breaths baby. Mommy's got you."
"Thanks Tay," he said and further melted when she took her lips to his neck. He shuddered. Her finger slipped into his ass and he gasped, taking a deep breath as instructed. "Oh wow."
"How does it feel?" She used her mirror finger to massage his prostate. The coolness of the lube made it easier for him. It helped that she stroked his cock and balls during this moment. "Don't hold back, baby. Moan for Taylor."
Ash, given the signal, moaned slightly, gaping his mouth to be as open as his ass currently was. He bit his lip, twitching his toes. She pulled out and his body shook. "Please put it backkkkkkk." Mid sentence she thrust back into him with two fingers this time. He moaned and the top of his lungs, grabbing her sheets with one hand while blowing his lips.
"Deep breath, I'm gonna pump it." Seconds after that warning, she thrust into him increasing her speed and the pitch of his moans increased. "Yeah, good boy. You're so clean. I like my babies clean."
"Thank youuu." He struggled to catch his breath. Every thrust hit a certain spot in his body that provoked a visual or audible reaction. "Oh my fucking god."
"Louder, baby." She sped up her thrust into his hole. Her fingers increased to three and he opened his mouth out, screaming and burying his head in her sheets. She pulled her other hand from his cock and landed a hard slap on his buttocks that made him huff. "You're loving this? Do you love this?"
"I fucking love this." He professed with full pride. "This is amazing. This is out of this world omg. Thank youuuu."
"You're welcome baby." Her voice stayed calm within all this with little hints of glee and pride that only turned him on further. "Who owns this ass of yours?"
"You, Taylor?"
"Who makes you feel good? Who makes you feel like a girl? Who's the thorn in your flower?" she asked, thrusting three fingers while delivering synchronized slaps to his butt. She hadn't done much to turn his ass red but if she kept up the pace, he'd be sitting with a rose tinted bottom. "Tell me, Ash." She added gruff to her voice, making his heart pump further.
"It's you, Taylor. It's all you. You make me feel good like no one has before. Thank you."
"Good girl," she cooed. "Are you ready to cum for me now? Tell me Ash. Will you cum all over my sheets? Tell me!"
"I want to cum please, Taylor," he pleaded, rolling his eyes back and kicking the bed. Taylor had the physical strength to nail him in place for the ordeal, making sure he didn't roll out or hit her mid orgasm. Once Taylor returned her other hand to his cock, she pumped him with a similar speed to which she pounded his hole.
"Cum," she said calmly before adding edge to her voice, the complete opposite of what she was doing to him. "Cum now, Ash. Cum right fucking now."
Ash's whole body quaked as a large load of semen shot out of his eight inch penis onto her bed. The reaction was so visceral, physical and mental. Ash resembled someone going through an exorcism than an orgasm. He cried the word fuck in total ecstasy. Taylor milked him further as his quick heart rate slowly steadied. His brain became foggy and he sighed. Once done, Taylor let go, flipping his body to be on eye level with her. He stretched his hand, grabbing her firm B cup tits that blended perfectly with her toned physique. She grinned and lowered her head, placing a kiss on his forehead.
He muttered barely transcribable words, still reeling from that heavenly experience. Little did he know that he had only walked four steps up the stairway to heaven. Taylor was about to take him for the full ride. At that moment, though, the only understandable thing he said was the two-word magic word.
"Thank you."
She leaned down again, this time kissing his lips. Once done smooching get guest, she positioned him nicely on the bed and looked at his eyes. "Get some rest. I'm gonna get you some water." He blushed and nodded. She leaned down to his ears and biting her lips, she whispered. "Gather your strength and that ass. I am not done with you yet."
"Can't wait."
"I know you can't." Taylor stepped towards the door and stepped out. "I'll be back darling. Don't miss me too much."
Ash grabbed a pillow, resting his body vertically on it as his head cleared up. He held his head, still shocked that what he experienced was real and that he was gonna experience more.
He looked up and reflected on how he got here.
***
Ash had never felt masculine enough and this went all the way back to elementary school yet he never hated being a guy. He just liked girly things. Blue was his favorite color but pink and yellow appealed to him.
He played physical sports with the guys but didn't shy away from nail painting with the girls. He liked aggressive rap music as well as bubblegum girlypop. It took a while to reconcile it but what pushed him over the edge was the pressure and expectation.
Ash would never fight, ever, diplomacy was his first answer. Sadly the boys around him were fight first, talk later and they bullied him a lot. He was never stoic, in fact he cried alot. He expressed sexuality in a different way, a submissive delicate fashion and loved nature more than anything. Even his taste in clothes reflected him. He was sixteen and during his graduation, he swore he'd never in his life wear a suit on any occasion. Initially he found comfort in joggers and t shirts but eventually a new option arrived, skirts.
The first time Ash wore a skirt, he experienced peak gender euphoria. He stared at the mirror for minutes. It was at that moment he shredded away his sense of traditional masculinity and walked in a new path.
He had severed himself from his parents who forced that pressure on him in the first place and moved into a small condo. He ordered makeup kits and watched video tutorials on how to properly wear feminine makeup. After that he went to thrift shops to get more skirts and crop tops. All of them were colorful and vibrant in nature, further making him stand out. His favorite was a green skirt with red petals all over the design.
He tailored his music to fit his new interests, got accessories like crop tops,bracelets and choker necklaces to further hammer home the point and painted the room yellow as the final thing. Only one thing didn't change, his sex life... because he had none.
Ash always knew he was queer in some way but never found someone he was attracted to. Most of the girls he was friends with were traditionally feminine and while he had no issue with that, heck, sometimes he admired them, it wasn't what he wanted and they didn't want him. They all wanted a REAL man and he wasn't that. He probably also knew he wasn't cis gender but didn't want to sway that far in his identity crisis. His immediately circle was homophobic as well so he could forget dating a guy.
In the end, he wanted someone that made him feel feminine and he saw those people, just not in real life. Ash had no shame in saying they consumed erotic media, even in the times he was bullied and forced to confirm, his fascination with all things erotic was a mainstay. Especially one flavor of erotic. Kink, what specific kink? Female domination.
He searched up that tag whether he was on AO3 or pornhub. Tjat was his go to. He couldn't explain it but whenever women dominated men, it made him feel good. Well he eventually found a way to explain it. Ash was a gender non conformist, a "man" expressing or trying to express feminity. A lot of the dominatrixes in these videos while still incredibly feminine channeled a level of masculine energy and dominance that would make men tremble. They were goddesses before him and he wished to serve them. But that was a fantasy, and one he believed would feel as such. Plus he didn't know if he'd actually enjoy it in real life.
Ash continued the rebrand, eventually ending it by naming himself flower boy. Flower boy was more than a nickname. It was a creative and empowering expression of your gender identity, femininity, and emotional depth. By embracing this term, he broke traditional gender norms and stereotypes, and instead, celebrated a unique blend of qualities that made him who he was.
The term "flower boy" also evoked imagery of growth, beauty, and delicacy, which aligned perfectly with his embracing of softness and vulnerability. It was a testament to his confidence and self-awareness that he found a term so perfectly that fit his identity.
Eventually he couldn't keep this new persona to himself. There was a world out there. A world of people willing to accept him for who he was. And eventually he first connected to that world via discord, joining a queer server. That paid dividenrs as a party was announced not long after he joined. It was a party of people who were unapologetically gay, Ash couldn't ask for more.
This party was the perfect moment to unveil the Flower boy persona. Along with a tiara of sunflowers, one of many floral crowns in his possessions, he wore a white crop top and finished it with the green skirt that had petals on them. He grinned and perfected it all with boots. Accessories included a pink choker and gold bracelets. To avoid weird stares, he called over a cab and went to the venue.
The club was buzzing with flashing neon lights while house rave music played on. He initially stayed calm before joining in on the dancing, waving his skirt proudly on the floor. When the music turned more sexual, he twerked in front of everyone and even ground his hips and ass on some adoring people. He couldn't believe it. For the first time, people appreciated him for who he truly was. One of those people was a girl with a white girl bob hair who dressed in a leather jacket paired with a wife beater tank top. Ash gave his number to almost everyone with him there but only this one white girl called him after, offering to buy him a drink and introducing herself as Taylor.
"Thank you," Ash said, downing the bottle of tequila and gagging. She smiled at his reaction, biting her fingertips and licking her lips. "I love your outfit."
"Please. This is the most basic masc outfit. You on the other hand." She waved her hands over him. "You are dressed so creatively. I can taste your expression and it eats good."
"I'm flattered," he said. "It's actually the concept dressing for my current personality, I'm a flower boy or basically a flower. I might also be a flower girl. Depends on you."
She placed her elbow on the table and rested her face on her first. "That's quite interesting." Taylor leaned in, bringing her mouth closer to Ash. "You know what they say? Every flower needs a thorn to help them bloom." Ash scratched his head but she still went on. "If you're down, we can leave here together. The night is still young though so what do you say my flower. Do you want to be treated like the delicate work of art that you are."
Ash sweated but as the alcohol kicked in, his beau stopped thinking critically. Instead of seeing a stranger who could take him and do bad things, he saw her as a godsend. Plus he had a low alcohol tolerance and the tequila kicked in with merciless ease.
Slowly getting drowsy, he chuckled and shrugged. "Why the fuck not?" He asked and Taylor leaned in to press a tight kiss to his lips.
"I knew you'll make the right choice," Taylor said, taking in Ash's flower crown. *My car is outside baby, let me show you things you never have before."
***
Taylor knocked on the door and Ash sat up, prepared for whatever she had in mind. She had given him water and an energy drink earlier for him to revive his strength along with a cold compress for his butt. "Can I come in my flower?"
"Yes," Ash said and Taylor walked in the room. Ash gasped and opened his mouth wide as Taylor walked in the room, wearing a sports bra, a pair of biker shorts and a long strap-on dildo protruding from her hips. "oh my god. Is that is that?"
"Is it for you?" She grabbed the rainbow cock and flexed on it. His dick was right inches so hers had to be at least ten. In terms of girth, it was incredibly similar to his and it made him sweat. His nerves went up but so did his arousal. His cock went rock hard as she used a finger to call him to her. "I kept this around hoping someone as colorful as you would show up in my life. There's no better person to test this hard big cock on."
"You're gonna fuck me with that?"
"I'm gonna pound your brains out to the point that you can't form coherent words. If you thought the first time was intense. Wait until I'm done."
"Will it fit?" Ash asked, extremely cautious. He left the bed and fell to his knees crawling to Taylor. He was only 5'9 so she towered over him but from this angle, the power dynamic was only further displayed. "I don't want it to hurt my ass though." He said innocently as he kissed her calves, all the way up to her butt and the area surrounding her dildo. "it's so big." He held the dildo in his hands.
She grinned. "you're incredibly adorable," she cooed. "Come on baby, don't be coy. Suck my cock. I promise I'll be super gentle and add all the lube you need." With that guarantee, Ash brought out his tongue, licking the tip of the dildo all the way to the shaft before fitting the whole thing in his mouth in one suck. The gag choking sound he made after made Taylor moan audibly. Ash continued to bob his head up and down on her strap-on, soaking it in his saliva. "Good boy."
"Thank you." He pulled the dick out of his mouth before sucking the dildo once again. "Hawk gawk." The noises he made while sucking pushed Taylor to grab the back of his head and force it onto the dick while she fondled her breasts. He didn't stop, deepthroating it and spitting on the dick. "Fuck!" He pulled the dildo out and put it back again.
As he put it back in his mouth, Taylor grabbed the back of his head with both hands and forced it down to the depths, thrusting along with it. "Yeah take it all in." He gagged audibly and Taylor grabbed his face, giving him light slaps. "You like that?" She slappev his face, taking his drool and using it to make his cheeks redden. "are those tears I see in your eyes."
"Yes."
"Awww. Do you want me to stop fucking your face?"
"No," he replied, forcing his mouth back in it. She buried the rainbow in his mouth and he gagged back so hard that he nearly fell down. Taylor laughed. "Oh my god."
"Are you tired? You can tell me if you want to stop sucking so we can fuck." She paused then licked her lips, bending down to his level. "you did a great job with my cock, it's only fair that I replicate your gesture."
He nodded repeatedly as she licked the tip of his dick, using her mouth as a vacuum cleaner while fondling his balls and asshole. Unlike Ash who sucked dick as a submissive, Taylor was dominant while sucking him off, draining him and fingering him along the way. He squirmed but she kept him in place with slaps. Once she had sucked his dick off like a succubus to the point that his eyes rolled back enough to see heaven and hell, she stopped and planted a kiss on his lips.
*That's a good boy," she said. "Lie on the bed. It's time for me to take what's mine."
Ash nodded and immediately laid down on the bed face up. He bit his tongue as Taylor glistened her dildo up with lube before squirting enough of it in his anal hole. They locked eyes as Taylor slid the tip of her toy into his butthole. "Oh. This is so big."
.
"It's only the tip." She smirked. "Remember, deep breaths. You don't want this to hurt, do you?" Ash shook his head and Taylor slowly put the full length of her cock inside him. He whimpered as his prostate was being penetrated but he loved it so much. Once it was in, Taylor upped her speed thrusting in and out. She moved her hips like a machine, better than any man could. She might as well named herself Taylor Piston because of how she pumped herself in and out of him.
"Oh oh wow. Oh my god. Fuck. Yes mommy." Ash was fully teary now. Water poured from his eyes from the.pleasure overload. As Taylor fucked his brains to silly, she simultaneously stroked his dick. He lifted his twitching legs up and Taylor saw an opportunity.
"You like it baby boy? You love it my flower?"
"I doooo mommy." He cried out, using his hands to support his hanging legs. Taylor however pounced on him, pinning his legs down to his head as she banged him with intense speed and passion. He started screaming and grabbing the bedsheets. He wanted to beg for mercy yet wanted the onslaught to continue. "FUCK FUCK YOU FUCK ME SO GOOOOOD." He was legitimately smiling and crying at the same time. Taylor leaned in to kiss him, pushing her dick deeper while she dug him.
"Tell me how much you love my cock."
"I LOVE YOUR COCK. OH MOMMY AHHH. PLEASE DON'T STOP."
"I'm tired," she pulled out of him and he nearly fainted. He stood up and Taylor kissed him deeply. "Ride my cock, baby."
"I will."
The moment Taylor laid down was the moment he climbed on it, riding her cowgirl. At first he did it hunched over and that allowed him to shake his booty on that dick. She spanked him repeatedly in sync with his movements.
"That's my flower boy." She grinned as he grinded harder, impaling his booty for pleasure. "Bounce on that cock. Bounce on it my baby boy."
"It's so big. I can feel it in my guts." He cried out. At that moment, Taylor lifted him upright into a proper sitting position and began pounding upwards into his ass. "AHHH OH MY GOD. MOMMY. MISTRESS FUCK ME."
"Hehehe. I said I was gonna fuck your brain to mush and I meant the hell out of that," she giggled, reaching her hand to stroke his cock. Ash's face was tear streaked and he moaned. His legs vibrated and he placed his hands down but Taylor grabbed them, using them as support while she batteting rammed him without a care in the world. His asshole was on fire and every moment sent him into a rough paradise.
.
"YOU FUCK ME SO GOOD. I LOVE YOU."
"Cum for me!" She commanded. "Cum now."her strokes became more aggressive and when he was about to shoot, she took her hand off his cock, swiftly putting him on all fours. "I'm gonna doggy that cum out of you hands free."
Taylor was a feral animal now who had identified her prey and she beat his ass, spanking him while pulling on his collar and whispering in his ear again. "I have stamina for days but I said cum." She rammed him down, pulling on his hips to get the full length. He moaned and screamed before falling back to the sheets.
"UGH UGH MOMMY OMG. IT'S SO BIG. AHHH." His cries were gasoline to her fire. This was heaven for him and she wanted nothing more than to bring him climax. She raised her legs on the bed and fucked him. His eyes rolled and he laughed like an insane person until at last, he ejaculated. His body vibrated and he crumpled to the ground, landing with a hard thud. He looked almost gone.
"Oh my." Ash mumbled as Taylor knelt beside him, kissing his lips. He was too dizzy to even see her properly. "T-t."
"Don't mention." She raised him and positioned him on the bed. His body was drained and he desired nothing but sleep. "That's all for tonight. I'm sure you felt like a real girl."
He smiled through the body drain to say. "yes, i did."
- Taylor, with her strap-on, promised Ash a gentle experience, asking him to suck on her cock for lubrication.
- Ash, feeling both nervous and excited, complied with Taylor's request, eager to explore this new experience.
- As a femboy who often enjoyed watching femdom content, Ash found himself now experiencing this kink firsthand with a self-proclaimed muscle mommy.
- The use of a strap-on during pegging allowed Ash, who identified as submissive, to feel more like a girl, fulfilling a desire he had long harbored.
- In the darkness of the room, Ash surrendered fully to Taylor's control, feeling a sense of empowerment and acceptance in his chosen identity as a flower boy.
