Transcest: Colby Tate & Guy Spencer Do It
In the new story by Transcest, Colby Tate and Guy Spencer are an FTM stepson and a stepfather who discover the burning flame of love. Colby Tate braced against the sheets, thighs spread and trembling as Guy Spencer’s broad frame loomed over him. The man growled low—a sound half-feral, half-fond—before sealing his mouth to Colby’s cunt. Tongue flat and relentless, he lapped at the swollen bundle of nerves until Colby’s hips arched off the bed, breath shattered into whimpers. Guy gentled then, lips wrapping around Colby’s T-dick to suck with dizzying precision, fingers circling his “extra hole” until it glistened with spit and desperation.
“Yours,” Colby gasped, clawing at Guy’s shoulders. “Don’t… don’t hold back.”
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Guy’s grin flashed sharp. He slicked his cock with the mess he’d made, pressing into Colby’s tight entrance with a controlled roll of his hips. The stretch burned—a familiar, aching fullness—and Colby moaned, knees hooking tighter around Guy’s waist. “Fuck, you take it so good,” Guy rasped, pausing to let Colby adjust, though his thighs trembled with restraint.
Then deeper. Deeper. Guy shifted angles, thrusting sideways until Colby’s eyes rolled back, the head of his cock kissing a spot that sparked white behind Colby’s eyelids. “There—there,” Colby sobbed, grinding down to meet each snap of Guy’s hips. The drag of his shaft stretched Colby’s love tunnel, every inch a claim, Guy’s balls slapping against him with wet, obscene slaps.
Guy’s rhythm fractured first. He tore free with a snarl, fist flying over his flushed cock as Colby frantically palmed his sac, tugging until Guy cursed thickly. Ropes of cum striped Colby’s stomach, warm and sticky, while Guy collapsed over him, panting into the crook of his neck.
