Published: July 7th 2025, 2:45:05 pm
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I’d been living as Tiffany for years and I had it down. The walk, the lashes, the voice that made straight boys forget how the world worked. So when I saw him in line at Chipotle, tall, broad, button-down finance type, I knew he was mine before I even spoke.
“Hey, handsome,” I said. He looked me over like I was dessert and he hadn’t eaten all day. We flirted, easy. His burrito sat untouched. Five minutes later, he was following me like he didn’t care where it led.
At my place, it didn’t take long. I got on my knees first. Then the couch. Then the wall. I worked him slow, then let him lose control. Bent over, legs wrapped, sweat dripping, we went through it all. His grip got tight. His moans turned filthy. When it was over, he just stared, dazed, like he wasn’t sure what he’d just done, but damn sure he liked it.
He kissed me, full of heat and confusion. That’s when I leaned in and whispered, “By the way… I’m a guy.”
He froze. Then laughed. Shook his head.
“You’re insane.”
I smiled, fixing my hair.
“Maybe. But you came harder than you ever have.”