I’m hanging out with you (maybe on a couch, or on my bed) and we’re just two guys chilling in a platonic way. Maybe we’re watching something, or eating, or just talking. You might know I’m trans by this point, but this would be more fun and interesting if you didn’t. I’ve been coming onto you, but you haven’t been showing signs that you’re interested as well. Instead of taking the rejection, I keep on making advances.

Unfortunately, I’m probably a smaller person than you are, so I have to get creative. Maybe we both start drinking at some point, or maybe get a little high. Either way, I’m consuming less, and trying to stay more in control, unbeknownst to you. This night will be more fun if I get you intoxicated enough but still fully aware of everything that’s about to happen. The more I start touching you, the more you try to push me away, though you’re not being very convincing, and I can tell you’re getting hard.

You keep saying you’re not interested, but your body’s indicating something else. If you’re really not interested, then why are you hard? You obviously want me. I start being more forward and try to get some of your clothes off. Hopefully your reaction time is slower by this point and I’m successful. I eventually get your pants down and you’re still asking me to stop, pushing me away. In return I get more aggressive.

You’re getting anxious from suddenly being exposed, and you’re not hard anymore. However I fix that quickly with my mouth. It distracts you enough for me to get a good grip on your arms so you can’t push me away anymore.

You might be twisting your lower body to get away from me, but I have the upper hand, given that your cock’s in my mouth and I can start using my teeth if you become a little too defiant. Eventually the stimulation makes you hard again, but you still feel disgusted because you don’t want it. You sound like you’re on the verge of tears as you keep trying to push me away.

I decide to quickly change positions. I’m now sitting behind you and your pants are either around your ankles or completely off at this point. You try to move away but I wrap my legs around you, making them meet in the middle between your legs, and then I push your legs apart with mine. One arm is wrapped around both of yours behind your back, and the other hand is around your cock again. I start stroking it while talking in your ear. See, it feels good, right? You’re hard so obviously you want this. It can’t be rape if you’re turned on like that.

Let’s say you stay hard the whole time (despite your protesting) and you cum. We’d then settle down a bit and probably just cuddle afterwards. However… we can imagine a situation where you don’t stay hard (I’m violating you, after all) and I have to use different methods to get what I want.

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Why can’t you stay hard? It’s supposed to feel good! I say, as I smack your face a few times. I then grab your body and manipulate it so you’re now over my lap. I need to take out my frustration somehow. I again use one leg and a free arm to keep you pinned down. I might spit on my fingers, or I might even use a little lube (I’m not here to harm you, I just want to use and humiliate you). However, the goal is to teach you a lesson for not just staying hard like any other guy, so I guess spit is all you’re getting! My fingers make my way to your ass and you get anxious again, trying to get away from me. I smack your ass as hard as I can a few times, and that startles you enough for me to pull your ass apart and slide two fingers in. You yell for me to stop, but it’s pointless. You start to cry, but I can feel your cock involuntarily twitching a little against my leg. See, it feels good! Stop crying and take it like a good boy.

I let this go on for a few minutes. I think I’ve finally wore you down by this point, but you’re still not quite hard enough for me to get a load out of you. I take my fingers out and push you off me so I can start taking my own pants off. You have fear in your eyes and tell me that you don’t want it, that you won’t be able to handle it because you’re not a bottom, and that your ass already hurts from my fingers. I laugh at you in response. If you keep complaining I’ll shove my dirty fingers down your throat. And don’t worry about your hole, bitch. I’m not a top either. I have something fun for you.

You then see that I have a pussy, and your surprise gives me enough time to get on top of you again. This is my last option if I want you to stay hard for long enough, and it never fails. I use my mouth to get you hard again, occasionally grazing you with my teeth to keep you in line. You tell me that you’re so tired, that you don’t want this, but I keep going. Eventually you’re hard enough, and I climb on top of you quickly so I can slide you inside me in one motion. You get shocked at the feeling, and then suddenly get panicked again as you ask me if I’m on birth control. I laugh at you. It’s more fun if you don’t know the answer to that question. Wouldn’t it be fun if I force you to cum in me, not knowing if you’re gonna knock me up? I already know that’s one of your fears and that you’d never fuck someone without a condom. Too bad for you, I guess!

I start riding you and you’re almost crying again at this point, though my pussy is tight and wet enough to prevent you from going soft. You beg me to get off you. You don’t want to cum inside me, not knowing if I’m on birth control. Your efforts are useless, and I smack your face again a few times because something about watching you cry turns me on so much. You get desperate to push me off because you’re going to cum, even though you’ve tried preventing it for this long. It happens, and you’re sobbing at me to stop as your body shakes uncontrollably under me.

Instead, I just pump down on you as hard and deep as I can, and I don’t stop until I’ve drained you dry. You feel emotionally empty but it’s still one of the best orgasms you’ve ever had. You eventually go soft again, and you’re barely moving because you feel defeated and violated.

I get us cleaned up and get you laying down in my bed, where I spoon you, and you quickly fall asleep from exhaustion.