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misappropriated in any way, shape or form, I will not hesitate to pursue any remedies available. In
other words, don't steal what isn't yours. In limited situations, I may grant permission to use this
story upon request. To make such a request, or to provide feedback (ALL FLAMES WILL BE
DELETED WITHOUT COMMENT), email me at: TransdeLion AT NO SPAM yahoo dot com.

By the way, some people may think they recognize some of the characters in this story from real
life. While it's true that there may be similarities, all of these characters are individuals made up
from various combined thoughts in my head, and are NOT representative of any actual person.
They're all fragments of my own imagination, god help me. If anything, in some small way all of
these people are me, even if they don't look, taste, or smell like I do.

I am a transman, myself. Many of the actions in this story are authentically what it might be like
for a female to male transsexual, but the actual story is not true. I have had surgery, and am not
in the same body configuration as Ferdinand, although I was, once. Don't expect a man-in-a-dress
story, that's not going to happen here. Makeup and pretty clothes have no place in this tale.
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PART 2 OF:

A Moment of Pride by TransdeLion

Jason reached up to Ferdinand's shoulders, and pushed his shirt off his shoulders and down his
arms. He caught the bottom edge, and tugged it totally off Ferdinand, stretching way around his
bulky body to reach. He stood back up and looked, really looked at Ferdinand's breasts. They were
humongous and torpedo shaped. He put his fingers on Ferdinand's ribcage and gently ran his
thumbs over the nips, first back and forth, and then around them in a circle.

"Oh-mi-god," groaned Ferdinand. He was panting loudly. "That feels sooooo gooooood."

Jason literally felt his bruised mouth watering. He wanted to suck Ferdinand's teats. Looking at
Ferdinand with one arched eyebrow, he silently asked Ferdinand if he could, and when he saw
every indication of invitation, he bent forward and took the end of one into his mouth. He was
able to suck the entire end into his mouth, hair and all. Instantly he felt really hot and completely
filled, as if this had been what was missing from his life.

He sucked heartily, pulling in more and more tit. Ferdinand gave a very desparate sounding groan,
and took Jason's head between his two large hands. He pulled him away from the tit he was
sucking up and guided him to the other. Jason sucked that one in, too, and began flicking the
nipple with his tongue as hard as he could. When Ferdinand moaned even louder and began writhing
against the wall, Jason realized Ferdinand had very sensitive nipples. He ground down on the
torpedo end of the tit in his mouth with his molars, and found his theory about Ferdinand's weak
point true, as Ferdinand began shaking hard and gave a sharp cry. When he backed off some, 
and brought his sharp front teeth together on the tip of Ferdinand's nipple, Ferdinand exploded into
orgasm, bucking back against the wall, and crying out, "I'm cummmmiiinnnnng...."

Jason grabbed Ferdinand's shoulders to help him stand up until he could recover enough to regain
his own feet. Ferdinand looked rather sheepish.

"I, uh, I guess it's been a while," Ferdinand mumbled. "I'm sorry to go so fast."

"No, man, that was so cool," Jason assured him. "I loved it. I can't believe you came from just
nipple play."

"I guess you know my secret now, my nipples are so sensitive," Ferdinand smiled. "But I want to
do you."

"Can you go again?" asked Jason.

"I think so, in a minute," replied Ferdinand.

"I want more of you first. I am hungry for you. Let me do you some more," Jason pleaded.

"I, um, ok. What would you like to do?"

Jason said, "I want to suck you. I want to suck your dick."

"But you know...," Ferdinand began.

"Yeah, I know." Jason took Ferdinand's hand and led him to the bed in the one room apartment. He
sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled Ferdinand over to stand in front of him. He kissed and
licked the nipples in front of his face, and he ran his hands over Ferdinand's tummy and generous
love handles. Then he replaced his hands with his tongue, as he explored over and around and
between the wonderful folds of flesh.

He groaned. "Oh, you are so beautiful. So much man sweetness for me. I love your fat."

Ferdinand had never had anyone like his body in such an obviously greedy way. He had lived a
lifetime of shame about his body parts and size, and wasn't quite sure he could trust Jason. He
began to push Jason away.

"Hey! No. Look at me," Jason demanded. When Ferdinand was looking at him eye to eye, Jason
firmly said, "I love your body, and I want it. It's amazing, it's beautiful, it's exactly what I want.
Don't push me away."

Suddenly tears spilled over Ferdinand's lower eye lids and ran down his face. He immediately
turned his head and wiped them away. Jason stood up and pulled Ferdinand close, kissing the top
of his head which he could just reach - he was just a little taller than Ferdinand.

Then he sat back down, grabbed the waist of Ferdinand's pants and pulled him close again. He
began to lick Ferdinand's belly while his hands fiddled with the button, got it undone, then pulled
down the tab on the zipper. Grabbing the pants by the sides, he lowered them, all the while licking
and kissing Ferdinand's belly. He groaned when he found a pronounced belly apron, a large fold of
fat bulging over Ferdinand's genitals, and began caressing it and rubbing his face against it.

Ferdinand was astounded, and through the astonishment felt a release, felt his soul give him
permission to be completely sexual. A rise of sexual desire began to rise through him like white
heat, animalistic, dominant, and wild. He grabbed the back of Jason's head using his hair for
leverage, and pulled Jason's face into his fat, deeply, not letting him catch his breath. Then he
lifted Jason's face away for a second while he ran his hands to Jason's ears. Clutching the ears,
he pulled Jason lower to his crotch, and began rubbing Jason back and forth across his crotch. 

"Nnnnnnggg," he growled.

Jason grabbed Ferdinand's thighs with his hands, and held firm against the pressure on his ears.
Ferdinand released him. He put out his tongue tentatively, and touched the folds hiding
Ferdinand's micropenis. With his fingers, he gently pulled the lips apart. A wonderful odor flooded
his senses.

"Wow, ohmigod," he exclaimed. "You smell like a man. You don't smell like a woman at all."

Ferdinand said, "I know I smell like a man. I am a man, Foolish. The testosterone has changed how I
smell, but I already smelled more like a man before I began using T."

Jason laughed delightedly, all nervousness about Ferdinand's body having fled away. He lowered his
tongue to Ferdinand's small penis and began lapping. As Ferdinand's arousal grew, the little bud
had grown, thrusting outward from its base several inches. It was now huge in comparison to its
resting state though still relatively small; it was deep red and pulsing. Jason slid his lips down
over it to its base and sucked in hard. Ferdinand's body began shaking, and Jason heard groaning
panting with Ferdinand's every breath. He pulled back, then sank his mouth down again, now
flicking the tip with his tongue. Again he pulled back, then pushed down. Again. Again. He set a
rhythm of moving up and down and flicking with his tongue, slowing increasing the tempo and the
pressure.

Ferdinand was suddenly torn apart with an animal howl emerging from deep in his belly. His body
bucked so hard that Jason clung hard to avoid being tossed off.
"AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggggggg," Ferdinand screamed.
"OOhhhhhhhhhhhhh." His micropenis visibly throbbed and jumped. Jason could feel the pulses
running from somewhere in Ferdinand's body along the length of the penis. As he fought to hang
on and keep his mouth on Ferdinand, he felt a small amount of moisture shoot onto his tongue
that was watery and musky.

"Holy shit!" he thought.

Ferdinand bucked and thrashed, slowed, jerked in little tremors, then lay completely still. He
opened his eyes, and began laughing. He looked at Jason, laughed even harder, and reaching down,
pulled him up. He kissed him quickly on the mouth, then flopped back flat on the bed. He flung his
arms over his head, and laughed harder yet. Jason's higher, tenor laugh joined in.

"Oh, god," Ferdinand wheezed, wiping his eyes. "Ohmigod." He turned to his side facing Jason, and
drew him into his big arms. He gentled. "Oh, Baby." He kissed the top of Jason's head.

"Ferdy, you shot. When you came, your penis shot," Jason said wonderingly.

"REALLY????" Ferdinand cried. "Oh wow, I had heard sometimes that happens, but it never
happened to me before. Ohmigod, no one has ever done that to me before. Sexy, sexy you..."

He pushed Jason back, and rolled off the bed.

"Noooooooooo, come back," pouted Jason.

Ferdinand laughed. "I'll be back." He went into the bathroom and pissed. Then he went into the box
in his bedroom closet, and pulled out an assortment of items.  He selected a fairly large clear red
dildo with sparkles, not his largest, and inserted it through the holder in his leather harness. He
then slipped the harness on, and fastened its straps securely. Picking up 3 more dildos, sized
from just larger than his finger to a little smaller than the red sparkly tool he wore, Ferdinand
returned to the bed.

Jason had been watching Ferdinand select the toys. "Roll over!" commanded Ferdinand.

"Yes, Sir!" replied Jason, smiling, and rolled onto his stomach. Ferdinand grabbed Jason around the
waist pulling him upward, and stuffed a pillow under his groin, lifting him up. Jason's cute little
asshole peeked out. Ferdinand reached between Jason's legs, and positioned Jason's penis
between his stomach and the pillow. He returned to the box in the closet, and got out condoms
and lube, and came back to the bed. He squirted a little lube on his index finger, and put it against
Jason's asshole.

Jason groaned. "Yesssss..." He squirmed on top the pillow.

Ferdinand pushed against Jason's hole until the tip entered. He held still for a skip of a breath,
then gently but firmly pushed inward sinking his finger all the way. There was a gasp and the
squirming halted; Ferdinand stopped moving for another quick instant. Jason began undulating
again, and Ferdinand drew his finger out, then pushed it back in slightly more aggressively. "Yes,"
hissed Jason again, and Ferdinand roughly pulled back and rammed in harder. Jason groaned now
with desire.

Pulling out completely, Ferdinand picked up the smallest toy, a skinny peach colored dildo, and
slipping a condom over it, applied lube and placed it against Jason's hole. Jason pushed back trying
to get it in him. Ferdinand pushed the small toy in to its base in one stroke, and held it, waiting
for Jason's signal to continue. After the briefest hesitation, Jason cried, "Yes, oh, more..."

Ferdinand repeated the manuver with the two remaining larger dildoes, covering, lubing, and
inserting. Each insertion was more brazen, more firm, more rough until Jason's hole was
stretched wide open, quivering and grasping for more cock. Finally, Ferdinand unrolled an extra
large condom down over the phallus he wore, and squirted on a generous final application of
lubricant. He got on his knees behind Jason, and pushed the head of the tool just slightly into
Jason's asshole. He leaned forward and put his free arm around Jason's neck, squeezing just
enough to cut off part, not all, of Jason's breath. "You ready, Bitch?" he hissed.

Jason squeaked. "Oh god yes," he whispered out.

Ferdinand rammed his hips forward, and sunk to his pubes in Jason's heat. "NnnnnYahhhhH!"
shouted Jason, garbled. Ferdinand bit his upper lip, pulled out, and jammed in again. He pulled out
yet again, and rammed in so hard that Jason's body danced forward on the pillow before returning
to meet his next thrust. Jason began a keening, half choked moan as Ferdinand repeated the
action over and over, ripping into Jason's ass with ever harder jabs. Jason tried to push back
against Ferdinand to meet his advances, but Ferdinand was moving so fast and so hard that
Jason gave up and simply allowed himself to be augered. He felt his passion begin to rise from
deep within, taking him higher into space and away from reality.

When Ferdinance felt Jason give up trying to fuck back, he tighted his hold on Jason's throat by
squeezing it harder between forearm and upper arm, and pistoned his cock/dildo with even
greater force. In and out, in and out. Jason's body began to tighten up, and Ferdinand knew the
end was near. He called upon his strength, and tightened his arm even more cutting off all of
Jason's air, and  buttfucked Jason so hard he felt like his whole body was going to slip inside him.
Jason's ass rose into the air despite Ferdinand's weight, and jerked forward once, twice, again,
and yet again, cumming with huge wracking pulsations. Ferdinand released Jason's throat, and
held himself without moving atop the pulsing body.

"Ohhhhh," cried Jason, after. Ferdinand began to lift himself off Jason. "No, no. Please. I want you
on me." Ferdinand held himself in place. "No, I want it all."

"Are you sure, little Boy?" asked Ferdinand.

"Oh, yes," Jason said. "I want it all."

Ferdinand dropped all of his weight onto Jason. Jason gasped, and began happily humming.
Ferdinand laughed.

"I love you," said Jason.

Ferdinand responded, "No, you don't. Not yet. You can't. But maybe it will happen if we unlearn the
garbage we've been taught."


Now, six months later when each told the other of love, it was believed. Hard times had happened
as society dealt with these transgressors, and would continue to happen. Ferdinand was
suspicious and volatile, Jason was whiney and immature. And yet, one day at a time together,
they each gained the power and good garnered from loving relationship.