Tonio, a 42-year-old office manager with a rugged charm, had been secretly obsessed with Noah for months. Noah, the 24-year-old IT femboy, was the epitome of delicate beauty—slender, with soft pale skin, long black hair tied in a loose ponytail, and big doe eyes framed by thick lashes. He always wore tight pastel shirts and skinny jeans that hugged his slim hips, his every movement exuding a shy, feminine grace that drove Tonio wild. He had watched him from afar, his heart racing every time Noah came to fix a computer in the office, but today, on April 30, 2025, He saw his chance.
It was late in the afternoon, and the office was nearly empty. Noah had been called in to fix his laptop, which had mysteriously crashed—thanks to Tonio’s deliberate tampering. “Hey, Noah, thanks for coming by,” Tonio said, his voice low and commanding as he leaned against his desk, his dark eyes locked on the femboy. Noah blushed, pushing a strand of hair behind his ear, his pastel pink shirt clinging to his slight frame. “N-no problem, sir,” he stammered, his voice soft and submissive, his fingers trembling slightly as he set up his tools. Tonio smirked, the word “sir” sending a jolt of heat through him. He stepped closer, towering over Noah’s small frame, his broad chest almost brushing against the boy’s back.
“You look nervous, Noah,” Tonio teased, his hand brushing against Noah’s arm, making the femboy jump. “I… I’m just focused, sir,” Noah mumbled, his cheeks turning a deeper shade of pink as he bent over the laptop, his tight jeans stretching over his round ass. Tonio couldn’t hold back anymore. He placed a firm hand on Noah’s lower back, making the boy freeze. “You’re such a good boy, always fixing things for me,” Tonio growled, his voice dripping with dominance. Noah’s breath hitched, his body trembling under Tonio’s touch. “Th-thank you, sir,” he whispered, his submissive nature shining through as he instinctively arched his back, pressing his ass against Tonio’s hand.
Tonio’s control snapped. He grabbed Noah by the hips, pulling him upright and spinning him around to face him. Noah’s big eyes widened, his lips parting in a soft gasp as Tonio pinned him against the desk, their bodies pressed together. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this,” His hands roaming over Noah’s slender frame, squeezing his hips before sliding up to cup his face. Noah whimpered, his hands gripping Tonio’s shirt, his body yielding completely. “Please, sir… I… I want to make you happy,” Noah whispered, his voice quivering with need, his eyes pleading for Tonio to take control.
Tonio didn’t need any more encouragement. He crashed his lips against Noah’s, kissing him hard, his tongue forcing its way into the femboy’s mouth. Noah moaned, melting into the kiss, his small hands clinging to Tonio’s shoulders as he submitted fully. His hands moved down, unbuttoning Noah’s pink shirt with rough urgency, exposing his smooth, flat chest and tiny pink nipples. “So fucking pretty,” Tonio murmured, breaking the kiss to nip at Noah’s neck, making the boy whimper and squirm. He pinched Noah’s nipples, rolling them between his fingers, and Noah cried out, his voice high and needy. “Sir, please… it’s too much,” he gasped, but his hips bucked forward, betraying his arousal.
Tonio smirked, pushing Noah down onto the desk, his ass in the air as he yanked down the femboy’s skinny jeans and pastel blue panties in one swift motion. Noah’s small, hard cock sprang free, already leaking pre-cum, and Tonio groaned at the sight of his tight, pink hole, begging to be filled. “Look at you, such a needy little slut for me,” Tonio growled, spanking Noah’s ass hard, leaving a red handprint on his pale skin. Noah yelped, his body trembling with pleasure, his voice breaking as he begged, “Please, sir, fuck me… I need it so bad.” Tonio grabbed a bottle of lube from his drawer—always prepared for a moment like this—and coated his fingers, sliding two into Noah’s tight hole without warning. Noah screamed, his back arching, his hole clenching around Tonio’s fingers as he squirmed on the desk. “So tight, baby,” Tonio scissoring his fingers to stretch him, his other hand stroking Noah’s leaking cock.
Noah was a whimpering mess, his long hair sticking to his sweaty forehead, his body shaking as he worked him open. “Sir, I can’t… I need your cock, please,” Noah begged, his voice desperate, his submissive pleas driving Tonio wild. Tonio pulled his fingers out, unzipping his pants to free his thick, throbbing cock, already dripping with pre-cum. He lubed himself up, positioning himself at Noah’s entrance, and pushed in slowly, groaning as Noah’s tight heat engulfed him. Noah cried out, his small hands gripping the edge of the desk, his body trembling as Tonio filled him completely. “You’re mine now, Noah,” Tonio growled, grabbing a fistful of Noah’s hair and pulling his head back as he started thrusting, hard and deep, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the office.
Noah moaned like a porn star, his voice high and needy, his body rocking with every brutal thrust. “Yes, sir, I’m yours… fuck me harder,” he begged, his hole clenching around Tonio’s cock, his small cock bouncing helplessly as Tonio pounded into him. Tonio spanked him again, his hand leaving red marks on Noah’s ass, his dominance absolute as he fucked the femboy into submission. “You’re such a good little slut, taking my cock so well,” Tonio growled, reaching around to stroke Noah’s cock, his fingers slick with pre-cum as he jerked him off in time with his thrusts. Noah’s moans turned into screams, his body shaking uncontrollably as he came hard, his cum spilling over Tonio’s hand, his hole tightening around his cock.
The feeling of Noah’s orgasm pushed Tonio over the edge. He thrust even harder, his balls slapping against Noah’s ass as he growled, “I’m gonna fill you up, baby.” Noah whimpered, still trembling from his own release, and nodded weakly. “Please, sir, cum inside me,” he begged, his voice barely a whisper. Tonio groaned, his cock pulsing as he came, his hot load shooting deep inside Noah’s ass, filling him to the brim. He kept thrusting through his orgasm, milking every drop into the femboy, before finally pulling out, his cum dripping down Noah’s thighs as the boy collapsed onto the desk, panting and spent.
Tonio pulled Noah into his arms, cradling his small, trembling body, kissing his forehead softly. “You were perfect, Noah,” he whispered, his voice tender now, his dominance giving way to affection. Noah smiled weakly, his big eyes shining with adoration. “Thank you, sir… I’ve always wanted this,” he admitted, snuggling into Tonio’s chest, his submissive nature making Tonio’s heart swell. As they caught their breath, the empty office around them felt like their own little world, where his secret love for his IT femboy had finally come to life.
