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They contacted me on Grindr. The profile said Transmasculine/Transman, 21, caucasian, blonde,154cm, 50kg, top surgery, not yet bottom surgery. They were looking for hookups. Their body was tight and lean with sparse hair in all the right places. The scars and nipples where immaculate the best I'd seen, short of pulling down their pants they easily passed for a cis man. Tattoos filled one sleeve and their lower legs.

"Hey daddy, what are you up to tonight?" said the boy. My dick hardened at the thought of ruining this punk as I typed my reply.

"Just looking for a warm hole to unload in, what about you?"

"That sounds like fun, and the thought has me wet but I can't play without condoms sorry" I was disappointed but also decided to bluff my way into raw dogging this bitch.

"That's a shame, happy hunting". Three dots jumped up and down the bottom left corner of the Grindr chat. My conditions where being negotiated and compromised in the little cumdumps head as he wrote his response.

"I'm between treatments while I switch insurance provider and I've started getting my periods again so I really can't take raw cock in my front sorry daddy" This wasn't my concern I am top I am in charge I fuck how I want and I blow where I want.

"That's a shame, happy hunting" the three dots jumped again as a devil and an angel fought for what would take place that night.

"I could let you fuck me up the arse raw?" It was a nice try but not what I wanted. 

"I can fuck a guy up the arse raw any time I want, you have something unique and special that I want to try" I pretended that I hadn't "tried"/bred pussy before. The reality was I had knocked up trans guys in every state I holidayed in. What became of those pregnancies I don't know but the very act of leaving the little bitches carrying my spawn made me cum gallons. I also hadn't cum for over a week knowing that I would be on the hunt when I was in a new city and harder to track down should regrets/consequences try to follow.

 

Thoughts on continuing?

Edited by seth1984
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I knew the risk of it all would get the boy's pussy sopping wet in eager anticipation and that soon enough lust would make all reasoning defeat their defenses. 

"Okay but you can't cum inside, you can pull out and blow on my face if you like" said the soon to be pregnant little tramp.

"I can try but I can't make any promises, when I'm in the moment I forget about such things" I had no intention of trying to pull out. My cum is used to breed.

"As long as you try really hard then okay. Where and when?" I was in, and soon would be in literally. I gave them my hotel room number and said I would be waiting on the bed hard and ready for them to slide down my 9 inches, til their pussy lips rested on the top of my overflowing balls. 

I had taken some cialis 30 minutes before, I wanted to pump multiple loads up the slut. The punk showed up and damn near jumped onto my cock. Clothes where off in milliseconds and they climbed on my lap and put me at their entrance. 

"Tell me when you're close so I can climb off and finish you with my mouth", said the bitch. 

"I'll do my best but you gotta get me there by milking me with your pussy slut" my hand grabbed her arse cheeks and my mouth bit his nipples. I knew if I got him drunk on my cock he'd forget about where my seed ended up.

 

 

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