T-Bar

I looked at her. Luca was right, she was leaving very little to the imagination. I could even see her nipples through her dress. "Well, with those boobs I really can't blame her," I said honestly.

"I suppose so," he said. "I guess I'm not really a boob guy."

I laughed because I wasn't either.

The game came back from commercial and we continued talking about basketball while we watched. I really could talk about basketball all night so I was enjoying myself once again. After about five minutes there was another timeout in the game.

"Do you want another beer?" Luca asked.

"Oh, umm, sure," I said as I started to get up.

"It's ok, I'll go get it," he said quickly.

He stood up and headed for the bar. As he stood in the short line I looked over at the dance floor to find Jamie. Her and Nico were all over each other. I'm not sure you could even call it dancing, it was more like two bodies grinding against one another. I smiled at the thought that Jamie was getting exactly what she wanted.

A few minutes later Luca returned. He set a beer down in front of me and took a seat. Picking up my beer I thanked him and then we clinked our glasses together. The game was already back on so in unison we looked up at the TV.

Two minutes later Jamie and Nico returned to the table. They were both covered with a thin sheen of sweat and they had smiles on their faces. Jamie was holding onto his arm but she let go and walked over to me.

Leaning down she said quietly, "Nico and I are gonna take off. Are you ok to get home by yourself?"

"Yeah, no problem," I said. "I have my phone so I'll just get a ride."

She nodded.

"Have fun," I said with a smile. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do."

She laughed as she stood up straight. "That would be no fun."

I laughed as she turned to Nico. He had just finished talking quietly with Luca and he let Jamie take ahold of his arm again. With a quick goodbye they turned and walked out the front door of T-Bar together.

There was a moment of silence after they left and then Luca asked, "are you gonna head out now?"

I looked at the TV, then at the table, then at Luca. "I have a full beer and there are ten minutes left in this game," I said. "I'm not going anywhere."

He smiled. "Me either."

The rest of the game was exciting. It was back and forth down the stretch and a missed jumper led to a three point buzzer beater at the other end. Luca and I were both really into it, cheering for the game winner and marveling at the way it finished.

"I still can't believe he missed that jumper," Luca said with a shake of his head. "I could have drained that easily."

I looked over at him skeptically. "An eighteen foot jumper with a hand in your face?" I asked. "You sure about that?"

"Yeah," he said confidently. "I make that all the time."

"Oh, you play?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said. "I play in a rec league on Wednesday nights. I like it because it's got a pretty high level of competition."

"That's cool," I said. "I usually just play pickup with friends but I'd love to start playing in a real league."

Luca looked at me. "You any good?" He asked.

"I'm not bad," I said honestly. "I have a decent handle and a pretty good outside shot."

He nodded. "I assume you don't like to go down in the paint," he said and for the first time I saw him look down at my thin body.

I scoffed. "Is that a shot at how skinny I am?" I asked incredulously. When I saw the smile on his face I couldn't help but return it. "Hey, come on. I'm pretty quick too. I bet I could get by you if we were matched up."

His eyebrows went up. "Really? I don't know about that." He smiled again. "I got at least forty pounds and a few inches on you. I think I could take you."

I rolled my eyes dramatically.

I loved having these kinds of conversations. It reminded me so much of being with my friends at the bar, joking around and boasting about how good we were without having to actually back it up. Luca seemed to fit right in with that dynamic.

I looked down at the table to see that my beer glass was empty. I realized that with the game over and my beer gone I should probably head back to my apartment. I was surprised to feel disappointed about that because I was having such a good time with Luca.

When I looked over at him he seemed to read my mind. "Time to go?" He asked.

"Yeah," I said. "I think I'm gonna use the bathroom first and then I'll get a ride."

"Ok," he said.

I stood up and walked to the bathroom. Once again it felt strange to enter the women's room but I quickly entered a stall and sat down. Washing my hands afterwards I checked myself in the mirror and then headed back to the table.

I nodded at Luca as I sat back down and opened my purse. Fishing my phone out I opened an app to get a ride home.

"You know," Luca said casually, "I can drop you off on my way home."

I looked over at him. He shrugged and added, "Nico made me drive tonight so my car is outside."

I was surprised by his offer. His tone seemed fairly indifferent and I got the feeling that he was just trying to be nice. "Oh, no, it's ok," I said.

"Are you sure?" He asked. "It's really no problem."

I looked down at my phone. Small representations of cars were circling the area and all I had to do was hit the 'Request A Ride' button. I lifted up my finger but then I saw my thumbnail profile picture and my male name in the top right corner of the screen.

My finger froze. What would happen if I requested a ride as a male and then got in the car dressed like I was? And didn't I hear reports of women being assaulted in ride shares? Especially late at night? I was suddenly uncertain.

I looked back over at Luca. He seemed like a nice guy. He hadn't been pushy in any way all night, and his offer of a ride seemed genuinely kind. Besides, Jamie had already gone home with his cousin.

I clicked my phone off. "Ok," I said. "I'll take a ride."

Luca nodded and then we both stood up. I told him where I lived and he said that he knew the general area so he just asked me to give him additional directions when we got close. Exiting out the front door of T-Bar I followed him as he turned left. Pointing ahead he identified a blue sedan parked further down the street as his.

As we walked towards his car Luca said, "oh, I have a story that you'll appreciate." He looked over at me. "Last year I got to play basketball against Shawn Marion."

"Whoa, the Matrix? Really?" I asked as we walked. "How did that happen?"

"So remember that league I play in? Someone on the other team brought him to play against us."

"That sounds really unfair," I said. "I know he's been retired for a few years but I assume he is still good."

"Yes, he is," Luca said. "Really good. He destroyed us." He laughed. "I got matched up against him a few times and he made me feel like a child playing against a grown man."

I laughed as we arrived at his car. "And you claimed you could make an eighteen foot jump shot against NBA players," I said with a shake of my head. "Well, was he at least nice about kicking your ass?"

Luca walked around and opened the driver's side door. "Yeah, he was," he said as he climbed in.

I opened the passenger door and got in. I was impressed that his car was so clean. He didn't need to move any clothes or trash for me to sit down and it seemed like his car was well taken care of. Shutting the door behind me I set my purse on the floor next to my feet. Keeping my legs together I smoothed my skirt down.

As Luca sat down and shut his door he said, "the cool part was that Shawn stayed afterwards and took pictures with everyone." He took his phone out of his pocket and unlocked it. "Here, check it out."

He quickly scrolled back through his pictures until he found what he was looking for. Pressing the thumbnail of a photo he handed me his phone. The picture was of about twelve guys with Shawn Marion in the middle. It was definitely him, older and a little heavier than I remembered but it was him.

"Just scroll to the right to see the rest," Luca said as he started the car.

I began scrolling. There were more pictures of Shawn with the group and then there was a picture of Shawn with Luca. Luca had on a white basketball jersey, long red shorts, and a huge smile on his face. He seemed thrilled.

"Very cool," I said with a smile. "I'm jealous."

As he drove the car away from the curb I scrolled to the next picture. This one wasn't of Luca and Shawn Marion, it was of a naked woman.

It was a professional photo of a woman laying back on a bed, legs spread wide with everything on display. Her wavy brown hair was splayed out behind her and she was cupping her small breasts. She was beautiful and she had a big smile on her face. I recognized her because she was a pretty famous porn star.

"Oh shit," Luca said next to me. Reaching over he quickly grabbed his phone out of my hand. "Sorry about that," he said as he clicked it off.

I couldn't help but laugh. "You don't have to be sorry," I said. "Riley Reid is hot."

He looked genuinely shocked. Glancing over at me he said incredulously, "I can't believe you know who that is." There were a few seconds of silence. Finally he asked, "do you watch a lot of her scenes?"

I shrugged. "I guess. Enough to know who she is anyway." After a pause I said honestly, "I like petite girls."

"Me too," he replied. He smiled to himself. "So, what kind of porn do you like?" He asked. "I assume you watch a lot of trans porn."

I laughed. It wasn't everyday I got asked about my porn watching habits. "Umm, not as much as you would think," I answered. "I mostly just watch straight porn. What about you?"

Luca nodded. "Yeah, straight porn. I typically like the amateur stuff but sometimes a porn star like Riley Reid catches my eye. Are there any other porn stars you like?"

I thought about it. "Umm, Jasmine Grey, Piper Perri, small girls like that. I can't think of any more off the top of my head."

"I'm not familiar with Jasmine Grey but I like Piper Perri." He laughed. "Wow, I never thought we would have the same taste in porn stars. Amazing."

Just then I noticed we were approaching my street. "Just make a right at the light," I said looking ahead. As he did I pointed to a building on the right. "It's that blue building there."

Luca drove towards my apartment complex while I looked around for a place for him to drop me off. Seeing an empty parking spot in front I pointed and said, "over there is good."

He nodded.

As Luca pulled the car into the parking spot I looked at my building and then back at Luca. "Thanks for the ride," I said. "And thanks for hanging out and talking basketball with me tonight. It was really fun."

He smiled as he put the car in park. "No, thank you. I wasn't sure what to expect tonight but you made it way better than I thought it would be," he said. After a pause he added, "I even enjoyed some of your bad basketball takes."

I laughed at his teasing and then I leaned down to grab my purse. As I sat back up and tucked my hair behind my ear I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. Turning my head towards Luca he was already leaning towards me. I froze in shock as he brought his lips to mine.

It was a gentle kiss. In fact, it was softer than any first kiss I could remember having before. But it wasn't the force of the kiss that surprised me, it was the fact that Luca was kissing me at all. After a few seconds he broke the kiss and leaned back to the driver's seat.

Looking at me with a small smile he asked, "was that ok?"

It took me a few seconds to process the fact that Luca had kissed me. I was so confused because nothing about our night so far had prepared me for a kiss. He had a laid back demeanor that I had assumed meant he wasn't interested in me like that. I guess I had been wrong.

As for the kiss itself, it wasn't bad. I hadn't kissed him back but his lips on mine had been much more delicate than I would have thought. I had never kissed a guy before but it didn't really feel that different from kissing a girl.

"Yeah, it was ok," I said.

Luca's smile got wider. He leaned back in.

This time I knew exactly what was coming. I thought about stopping him but I hesitated since I had just told him it was ok. As he continued to move closer I was stuck in indecision. I didn't know what to do so I just let it happen.

This time his kiss was stronger. He leaned over further into the passenger seat and started to kiss me more enthusiastically. I responded tepidly at first, half-heartedly kissing him back, but as we continued I felt something inside me change. I gave in and decided to just go with it.

There was something about the way Luca was kissing me. It was like I could feel his desire for me, which was different than anything I had felt before. With girls I always had to be the initiator but now I knew what it felt like to be on the other side. I liked it.

He opened his mouth slightly and I felt the tip of his tongue brush against my lips. I instinctively opened my mouth and his tongue slid in. He swirled it with mine and I felt a warmth surge through my body. I hadn't been expecting that.

We made out for a few minutes. He gently placed his hand on the back of my head and leaned his body into me. I had always enjoyed French kissing and I got swept up in the moment. I even felt a twitch in my panties.

Luca suddenly broke the kiss and leaned back. Taking a second to catch his breath he asked, "should we take this inside?"

I just stared at him for a few seconds. I had no idea what to say. I felt heat on my face though whether that was from kissing Luca or in response to his question I didn't know. I quickly thought it through.

I was surprised to realize how much I was enjoying kissing Luca and that I wanted to keep doing it. If we went inside I knew it would continue but I also assumed that he would want to do more. Was I willing to do more than just kiss him?

I immediately thought about my sexual experimentation in college. Specifically about how I had given a guy from my dorm a hand job. That seemed like the kind of thing that would happen if we went inside together. Would I be ok with that? I thought about it. Yeah, that would be ok.

I looked over at Luca. Once again I reflected on the fact that he seemed nice and wasn't pushy. He seemed like the kind of guy who wouldn't argue or try to get me to do more if I wasn't comfortable with it. And that's when I decided.

"Ok," I said. "Let's go inside."

Luca smiled at me as he unbuckled his seatbelt. I unbuckled mine and then I opened the passenger door and stepped out. He walked around the car to join me and we walked together towards the front gate.

As we walked I looked over at Luca. He was a good looking guy, his face somewhere between cute and handsome. I liked that he didn't have a chiseled jawline or visible stubble or any other overtly masculine facial features. All in all he seemed like a good fit for me considering I usually wasn't attracted to guys.

"So how long have you and Jamie lived here?" Luca asked as I unlocked the front gate.

"About a year and a half," I answered as I opened it for him.

"Cool," he said. "How do you like it?"

We made small talk all the way to my front door. By the time we arrived I realized something: Luca was nervous. Or at least it seemed that way to me. If it was true that actually made me like him more.

I unlocked the front door of my apartment. As we entered and removed our shoes I looked towards Jamie's room. The door was open and the room was dark so I figured she went to Nico's place. I breathed a sigh of relief that I wouldn't have to explain why Luca was there.

As I shut the door and locked it behind us Luca asked, "can I use your bathroom?"

"Of course," I said. "Right this way."

I walked him to my room and turned on the light. Pointing over at the bathroom door I said, "there you go."

"Thanks," he said as he went into the bathroom and closed the door.

As I shut my bedroom door behind me I thought about how surreal it was that I had brought a guy home. As I shook my head in disbelief I noticed a picture of me and my family on the dresser. Walking over I turned it face down. Luca didn't need to see that.

I then looked around the rest of my room to see if I needed to hide anything else. There didn't seem to be anything else around that made it obvious that I lived as a guy but I shut the closet door just in case. Turning on my desk lamp, I clicked through the settings until it was dim. I then turned off the main bedroom light.

As I heard Luca washing his hands through the bathroom door I sat down on the side of my bed. I felt my heart beating faster as I thought about what was going to happen. Obviously sex was off the table but I couldn't stop thinking about hand jobs. I also started to wonder how I would handle it if Luca wanted a blow job.

Just then the door to the bathroom opened. Luca turned the light out and I saw him flinch as he entered my dimly lit room. He blinked his eyes a few times as he made his way over to the bed, taking a seat beside me.

"Hey," he said seductively as he looked over at me with a smile.

"Hey," I echoed.

He leaned in and kissed me. We immediately picked up where we left off in the car as he opened his mouth and swirled his tongue with mine. Once again it felt good to be more of the passive partner and get swept up in Luca's desire for me.

We hadn't been making out for long when I felt Luca's hand lightly touch the bare skin between my skirt and crop top. I flinched involuntarily but didn't move away as I kept kissing him. He seemed to take that as a sign that all was well and he began rubbing my side.

As we continued kissing his hand found it's way underneath my crop top. I felt it brush up against the bottom of my bra and pretty soon after that he moved his hand up again and put it on the front of my fake breast. Lightly squeezing it a few times he brought his other hand up to touch me as well.

I liked the feeling of his hands on me. I couldn't feel a lot through the bra but he mostly ignored my fake breasts and ran his hands over my stomach and back. He had a light touch and as he began caressing my neck I felt my body respond. I let out a soft moan and my trapped cock trembled.

Luca broke the kiss and sat back. He lightly took hold of the bottom of my crop top and asked, "can I help you take this off?"

"Sure," I said playfully.

He smiled as I raised my arms. Lifting my shirt he pulled it up and over my head in one smooth motion. He let it down to the floor and then grabbed the bottom of his own shirt. Lifting it up and over his head he tossed it on top of mine.

I looked at his bare chest. He didn't have big muscles but he must workout because his lean body had definition. His pectoral muscles stood out over his flat torso and he had the hint of a six pack. My first reaction was jealousy. I had always been too skinny for my body to look like his.

Without thinking I reached out and ran my hand down his chest. His skin felt soft and I could feel the hard muscles beneath. It felt surprisingly good. I had never touched a guy's body before, and certainly not like that.

As I traced my fingers down to his flat abs I noticed movement in his pants. I looked down to see that his dick was clearly hard and it was straining against his jeans. I was surprised that he was already that hard but instead of being weirded out I was flattered by it.

My first instinct was to reach down and touch it. Shaking that thought off I looked up at Luca's face. He smiled at me and as if reading my mind said, "you can touch it."

I laughed nervously and then moved my hand down and placed it directly on top of his bulge. I could feel his hard cock through his pants and it seemed to twitch when I touched it. Luca took a sharp intake of breath.