The Weird Story of Henry & Lyla

Hey, everyone! I'm back. I've been dealing with some things personally, but I'm back and ready to write every once and while again. Hope you all enjoy my story!

All characters are 18+ in age.

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Henry and Lyla have known each other ever since high school. They started as friends, both geeks who enjoyed board games and alien horror movies. A duo who from their peers with unbiased eyes could tell that they would end up being more than what they were right now. More than friends, that was at the time, but they could never see that.

Their friendship grew more and more as they entered senior year and when they were both legal of age. By this point, they could honestly say that they loved each other wholeheartedly. Platonically though. But they both said they'd die for each other and protect each other no matter what the circumstance was.

They shared their most embarrassing secrets with each other. They told each other things that no one had any business knowing. They were close.

They even did things that were borderline romantic. Like cuddling with each other and fondling each other's chests when they slept. They shared long intimate stares with each other. More rom things happen as they grew older.

But as they grew older, they drifted apart. They ended going to different colleges and as Henry went about his days with his other new friends, a void in him screamed for his best friend. Henry would cry some nights because though he had Lyla's number, he couldn't see her. His platonic feeling grew passionate for his missing half. He longed to hug her so hard, and hold her...

...and kiss her.

It was in his chemistry lecture that he realized that he was in love for his best friend. He remembers running out of his lab and running back to his dorm, and once inside, he didn't cry or whine or complain. He just sat on his couch and thought of his newfound feelings.

But he wasn't the only person feeling these same feelings.

Lyla, at that same moment, was lying in her bed, realizing that Henry was the most perfect man for her, holding her phone and had written him a long, heartfelt letter of her undying love for him. Her finger trembled as her thumb inched closer and closer to the Send button.

Then she stopped and threw her phone across the room, overwhelmed with sadness for the one simple fact she believed who destroy any hope of winning his heart.

Lyla was trans.

Lyla can recall the day she told him. Like it was yesterday. She was a mess when she told him. Crying was an understatement when it happened. She degraded herself saying that she hated to be this way, and it broke Henry to hear those words come from her mouth. She still remembers the hug Henry gave and the words he said:

"Lyla, you're perfect, alright? That will never change."

That winter break, the two of them met at Henry's place and romance blossomed between them almost instantaneously. Their libidos that day easily beat out every pervert in a five hundred mile stretch. They kissed, they groped each other, they smelled each other, they smacked each other's asses, they did practically everything that day.

However, the strangest thing about their relationship easily is their differing ... well, you'll see.

Lyla made her move first, and took of Henry's boxers to reveal a very petite and thin cock, no more than 4 inches when erect. Henry remembers looking at Lyla, and her expression made him feel really insecure. She didn't look impressed, in fact, she looked ... scared.

Upon Henry yanking off Lyla's panties, he was greeted with a mammoth cock that easily dwarfed his. Ten inches long and as thick as a water bottle, and her musk radiating throughout the room.

After both realized their situation, the two had a very personal conversation. What their preferences were and what they were comfortable with.

In short, they found this out. Henry was top, Lyla was bottom. Exclusively.

But knowing this, this didn't deter them away from each other though. They both knew that they genuinely loved each other and wanted their newfound love to survive and last forever.

So they did it.

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"So, you're sure you're just a bottom?" Henry said, making sure to jerk off every now and then to get his member up.

"Mhmm, you know it!" she replied, running around the room in search for the lube she knew was in her purse.

Henry could only look at her massive cock and big, fat balls swing through the air as her beautiful, large, and soft ass clinched and jiggled around. Henry loved the fact that she was a bottom but part of him felt sorry for some reason.

"But don't you want to cum, too?" Henry said unsure.

"Ha! Found it!" Lyla exclaimed, running back over Henry and dousing his cock in lube. "And Henry, I just come different than you, okay? I'm still gonna enjoy myself just as much you are."

She smiled at him and it was like everything bad left his mind. His insecurities and his doubts. Well, all except one.

Before Henry could bring up his last doubt, Lyla kissed him on the lips and embraced him, her cock stabbing in his bellybutton softly and her thick shaft rubbing his lower pelvis, causing his dick to jump uncontrollably.

"Sure, Henry, my cock dwarfs yours by a ton. But I like you, and I want you to be inside me for my first time. And every other time. So, can you do that for me?"

"Of course, baby..."

Hearing the word 'babe' from Henry made Lyla blush wildly and she spurted a bit of cum just from it. As the while trail flowed down her marvelous cock, Henry couldn't help but lap up on her spunk.

Lyla, herself, couldn't help herself and after a few licks, took Henry by his head and forced him to take more of her shaft.

"I hope this is okay. It just felt so good." Lyla said, closing her eyes to focus on the sweet sensation of receiving a blowjob for the first time.

"Imb ohmbay. (It's okay.)" Henry sloppily mouthed aloud, causing Lyla to giggle hard.

Then they both got silent and went to work. Lyla laid back and watched as her man gave her pleasure that she once could only dream of. Henry made sure to suck the tip and fondle her sweaty balls with his hands, with him casually wiping the excess ball sweat down her thighs.

As Lyla received head, she realized how grateful she was for Henry to be in her life. To have a man who was so sweet and caring of her in all aspects of her life. To have a man who accepts her for her with no conditions, and to have a man pleasure her with no hint of shame or disgust in his character.

Thinking of these things made her more and more sensitive. She was close now.

"Hey, Henry, I'm gonna cum soon. You let go now."

Henry continued, slobby on her cock and sucking the base of her cock where the balls meet.

Overcome with great feels, Lyla quickly added:

"If you want."

Then Henry went for the big prize. He stood and tried to take all of her cock, but started to gag about halfway.

"Hey, hey, I don't want to choke and die, Henry." Lyla said, with concern on her face.

"Bum I almo godi. (But I almost got it.)" Henry said, determined to get all of her in his mouth.

But besides Lyla's sassy and sarcastic remarks all the times they met, she has a soft spot for Henry. In fact, she's a sweetheart only to Henry.

After seeing him fail several more times with swallowing her thick womanhood, she gently grabs his face and brought him in for another kiss from her, her face getting covered in his sweat and spit. But she didn't care, because she herself was sweaty and a bit musky.

She now sat up on her knees, holding her new boyfriend's face, with him also on his knees. Her red aching cock is pointed towards the sky and begging for release, but her boyfriend's safety comes first, so she resisted.

She looked him in the face and she could tell he was okay. Just being a goofy like always, she thought. As she pulled back and watched his handsome face smile back, her cock gave way.

Her white seed shot upward towards the ceiling, hitting Henry under his chin and upper body while Lyla got hers all over her face and her huge, bouncy tits. Surprisely, Henry didn't come yet.

Yet, Lyla thought.

***

After they cleaned up, the two of them laid down together, still very much erect.

But they got side-tracked with an Alien movie marathon, so they decided to watch it together. Naked.

Though they watched these movies together a dozen times, it always grabbed their attention.

With Lyla being the taller one of the two, she became big spoon.

But that didn't stop Henry from turning around every few minutes and taking one of her tits in his mouth. Her moans echoed through Henry's apartment, with complete disregard for hisneighbors.

Her cock grew and grew until it painful stab Henry in the stomach.

"Sorry." She said awkward.

"It's okay." And he turned to watch more of the movie.

Lyla was embarrassed but she need release. She tapped on the shoulder and he turned around again.

"Can I put my cock between your thighs, Henry?" she said innocently.

"Yeah, go ahead."

Her mammoth cock pushed through his thighs and sat snuggly between his legs and they continued to cuddle each other, now forgetting about the movie and focusing on each other. However, with Henry sucking and fondling her tits, she soon unconsciously started to rub her cock back and forth between his legs.

Until she got to the point where she was fucking his legs, her heavy balls slapping the lower parts of his thighs. Henry awkwardly asks:

"Hey, did you want to fuck me?" Henry asks.

Lyla quickly stopped and realized what she was doing. She embarassing sighs. Henry caught on quickly though. "You know it's okay to be vers, right?"

Lyla sighs again. "I know, it's just that... How can I explain this?"

There's a brief period of silence before she continues.

"I don't want to fuck you anally but the idea of using your thighs and ass cheeks as my cock sleeve makes me so hard." Lyla finally admits, rubbing her cock up and down with her hand.

"I don't wanna hurt you." She sweetly adds.

"Oh, that's cool then."

He thought for a bit.

"Yeah. Then, uh, shall we?" Henry says, twitsing and laying on his stomach, showing his whole ass to Lyla.

Lyla immediately gets up and grabs the lube, and lathers both her cock and his ass cheeks up. She then gets on top of him and leans down onto him, her beautifully and naturally huge breasts touching his back and her face right near his.

"So this is different." She giggles. "I hope you end up liking this."

"Glad I don't have to bite the pillow for this." Henry snickered.

"Yeah, you're so right. I never want to hurt you either in any way, and I know this way won't hurt you at all. I love you, Henry."

"I love you too, Lyla."

Suddenly, Henry feels a hot drip on his ass followed by Lyla whispering silently in his ear: "Fuck."

Henry smiled knowing that he can make her cum by mere words.

"I'm gonna start, okay?" Lyla said, in her sweetheart tone. "And don't say anything, or I'll come again." Henry covered his mouth from trying not to die from laughter.

She began. She started slow, her hot member running against his ass. Henry could feel her warmth, like the heat a steak gives off over a barbeque grill.

Her meat was huge but caring in a way, with Lyla makes sure to not arch her cock downward at any point. She didn't want to fuck him.

Just to hump him. Aggressively.

But from the naked eye, it sure did look like she was fucking him.

Even though she was going slow, her balls were slapping against his ass the same way it is like with anal sex. The sound of it echoed through the room with each one of her thrust. Sweat was forming where her balls hit everytime, and she was sweating like she was giving everything she had on that ass. But Henry knew it was just her controlling not to actual put her dick in his ass.

She whispers into Henry's ear: "I'm gonna go faster now. Can you do me a favor?"

"What's up?"

"Can I hold you?"

"Of course." Henry said happily.

She smiled. "Lean up to all fours for me, please."

Henry obeyed and she then wrapped her arms around his chest, both hands on his nipples.

"Okay, now lay back down. Slowly please, so you don't break my arms." She giggled.

When Henry laid back down, he now realized that her own weight was on him now. It didn't hurt or make me uncomfortable in any way, but he couldn't move whatsoever since she was also bigger and a bit heavier than him as well.

It was okay with him though. He trusted her.

"Ready again?" She said enthusiastically.

"Yup." He said.

"Okay, cool." She said, getting situated.

Then she let loose.

There was no pain because she wasn't even inside him, but he felt like he was being dominated.

And he secretly loved it.

Everything about what she was doing made him so hard and turned on despite being an exclusive top in his mind.

Right?

She was breathing his ear and whispering sweet things into them, and rubbing his nipples with her soft hands.

Her soft and huge breasts were sloppily bouncing and slapping against his back, causing Henry to become so sensitive in his private areas.

Her cock was rubbing aggressively against his ass cheeks, and something about that was making the show for him. He knew that she really liked him and that this was her way of showing it. This was her way of showing him that she WANTED him.

Not mention that her huge balls were asserting dominance against his thighs and ass. That she's in charge for him for now.

Henry was at his climax now. There was this beautiful girl who was not only his best friend but his girlfriend, sloppily "fucking" him and he could feel all of her against him. She was dominating him in many other ways.

Her sweat was now his sweat.

Her musky and sweet aroma was now his smell.

Her words in his ears now now held so much value to him.

Her love and desire for him oozed into him.

Even her breath screamed: "I love you, but you're mine until I say so."

Henry spaced out for so long thinking of this until he heard her mutter raspily: "Gonna cum."

The sounds of her "fucking" filled the room and Henry moaned as she continued.

"Oh, baby, I wanted this for so long, and this feels so good. I love you so much, baby, and I'm so glad to call you my boyfriend. Thank you for being you." She says as she continues to pound against him and kiss him on the cheek.

It was too much for Henry.

"You like this, don't you, Henry? You like my balls, slapping your sweet ass? You like my cock, showing you that she loves you and wants you to be here forever?"

Henry was so close.

"Make me yours, Lyla."

Her thrusting got even more harder.

"You got it, baby." She said with determination.

She continued to rub her cock against his wet ass, with her balls slapping his now damp thighs, until her thrusts slowed down drastically but with more force.

"Here it comes, Henry."

And her cock exploded between them. But Henry's didn't, but he was in ecstasy nevertheless. Her cock began to spurt gallons from what Henry could feel.

Between his back and her entire front upper part of her body, to be exact.

Her spunk spot all across his back and Lyla laid down in it right during cumming, smearing it onto her tits and belly. She then got up and told him turn on his back.

Henry looks up to see her jerking her huge musky cock and cums on his face without warning, with her moans and giggles come out ever so often. Her second load landed on his face and in his mouth.

She brings his face to hers, kissing and licking his, eating up all of the cum she just sprayed on his face. After she was done, she smiled at Henry.

Looking at her body, Henry nearly came. Her body was still smeared with her own cum and needed to be cleaned ASAP. Likewise, Lyla wanted to clean his back.

So they did. Henry went first, going from the base of her cock, to her pelvis, to her belly, and finally to her large swinging tits with her tongue, swallowing and enjoy the sweet and musky taste of her nut. Before finishing it all off with a loving kiss from her.

Then it was Lyla's turn. She started where her cum was highest on his body, so she started to lick Henry's nape before travelling down his body, licking until she got to his ass.

"I came in your ass." She said with a bit of worry. "Is it okay if I ... get it out?"

"Yes, Lyla. You can eat my ass."

"Yay!" She cheered and quickly began to indulge in his ass. She licked, kissed, and tongued my ass for what felt like a millenia before stopping and coming up for air to kiss me.

"You're sure you never want to top me?" Henry asked without any hesitation.

She smiled back at him. "Baby, that's as far as I'm going with topping. Besides, I think it had the same effect on you like I was topping, right?"

"Yeah, you're right." Henry said, looking away.

"Wait, do you want me to top you, Henry? Because I will. It's just... I really don't want to hurt you, and I'm not gonna lie. It makes me feel weird."

"No, I'm saying that. I just don't know yet. You're so beautiful and today I experienced something I never expected to like. I liked it a lot."

"Of course, honey. I know I kinda dominated you today, I didn't penetrate you so I'm technically still the bottom."

"But you still dominated. Wait, what's your view on top and bottom?" Henry said confusingly.

"Well, top penetrates the bottom, and the bottom takes it." She says with a smile.

Henry tries to find the words to explain his confusion that she can still be the top without penetrating before he gets distracted by ass. Her ass.

Lyla gets up, with her massive member still hard and swinging though the air.

"Well, I noticed you didn't come so it's time to fix that."

Lyla gets on all fours, her soft tits and balls jiggling with the rest of her thick body, and she slaps her big soft ass.

"Come get it, Henry. I know you wanted this for a long time." Lyla says, looking back at Henry, smiling wide.

Henry couldn't help but to run towards her and take that ass.

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THE END (FOR NOW)