Love
Lately, Matt has been having some issues with the way he looks. People on the street have been able to tell he’s pregnant, and he can hear their cruel whispers to each other as he walks by. Foggy and Karen have noticed, and have been trying to cheer him up.
Foggy has been trying to tell him that he’s the most beautiful person he’s ever seen I’m his life, however Matt hadn’t been listening to this. He’s even been avoiding changing around them lately, probably as a result of his obvious dysphoria, and so Foggy and Karen have planned something special this evening.
When they get home from work, Karen disappears into the bedroom. Foggy distracts Matt by sitting behind him on the couch, rubbing his shoulders. Matt turns his head towards the bedroom, and a small smile spreads across his lips.
“She’s in the drawer,” Matt says.
“Hmm?” Foggy says, pretending not to hear him. He begins nuzzling st the back of Matt’s neck, and Matt leans into his kisses.
There’s a buzzing noise from the bedroom. Karen moans softly. Matt jerks his head to the sound, and leans up to a crushing kiss from Foggy.
Karen moans again, this time calling out Matt’s name.
“You want to take this to the bedroom?” Foggy asks him, looking at Matt’s flush cheeks.
“God yes. I’m wet just hearing her,” he responds, pulling Foggy into another crushing kiss.
Foggy’s own cock is fighting against his trousers, wishing to be let free. He reaches down and releases a button go relieve some pressure, but even the feel of his hand grazing over the head nearly sends h over the edge.
The pair stumble into the bedroom, unwrapping clothing from each other. Karen is lying on the silk sheets, naked. Her bare breasts are facing the ceiling, her nipples hard and pointed. She smiles at the sight of the pair of them and moans again as her vibrator thrusts within her.
“God, you’re so hot,” Foggy says to her, leaping onto the bed.
Matt joins him, his hands running over Karen’s bare skin. Goosebumps rise and she arched her back, gasping. She grabs Matt’s hand and guides him downwards, and soon his thumb is massaging over her clitoris. Foggy has taken over control of the vibrator, and is also nibbling the sensitive flesh of her thighs.
While still stroking her, Matt leans over and kisses Karen.
“Oh my God, I’m going to come!” Karen exclaims, her back arching. Her thighs squeeze together, forcing the vibrator out, which is now covered in a creamy white substance. Matt continues fucking her until she gasped out and places her hand over his, smiling softly.
“Now for you, Mattie,” Karen says, breathless. She grabs his shoulders, pushing him back onto the bed. She focuses on kissing his belly at first, but then travels upwards. Her tongue sneaks out to lick at Matt’s hard nipples, which causes him to gasp aloud.
Foggy moves downward, slipping his middle finger into Matt’s wet opening. Once ready, he slips another finger, and behind using his thumb to massage Matt’s hard dick. His erection is clear, and it’s practically throbbing in front of Foggy’s eyes. After a decade on T, Matt has certainly amassed some significant bottom growth, and Foggy can’t help but be transfixed by his partner’s magnificent cock.
“Foggy, I want you,” gasps Matt as Karen bites down on his nipple playfully. “Please, come in me.”
Foggy doesn’t need to be told more than once.
His own cock is standing to attention, precum glistening on his head. He uses Matt’s own juices to coat his dick, and then positions himself at the entrance of Matt’s wet pussy. He thrusts forward gently, his head pressing in. It’s tight around his cock, and Matt gasps, squeezing his thighs tighter. Foggy pushes further, and Matt is moving his pelvis to accommodate him. Soon he’s got a pace, thrusting into Matt, who is clawing at his back. Karen is between them, stroking Matt’s cock and kissing them both.
Matt is so wet that Foggy practically falls out, but the sensation of pushing back on nearly sends him straight over the edge. A few thrusts later, and with Karen’s gentle stroking, Matt is gasping and trembling. Foggy himself is struggling to hold on.
“I’m coming,” Matt says with a Faso, his toes curling.
His pussy tightens around Foggy’s cock at his release, and thus change in sensation breaks the dam. Foggy releases inside of Matt, coating his insides with his ejaculation. Once spent, he collapsed on top of Matt, kissing him softly on his neck, his lump dick still inside of his lover.
“I love you both,” Matt says to them. “And I’m glad you still find me sexy.”
“Super sexy, Dude,” Foggy says, still breathless.
“I’d marry the both of you right now if I could,” Matt says, his hand moving to lazily stroke his stomach.
“So why don’t we?” Karen asks, leaning up on her elbow. Her blonde hair is streaked with sweat and her cheeks are flushed. “We love each other – why shouldn't we get married?”