A Hole is a Hole 3 - (Femboys/Traps Stories)

Episode: 'Poke-Traps: An Cold Shell Thawn 1'

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So... I think I fucked my boss.

Actually, scratch that- I fucked my boss. At this point, one may ask 'why would you be upset by this'? And the truth is that I am more concerned with the many many many ramification of fucking Grusha meant in the long run.

Grusha is the Gym Leader of Glaseado Gym. And I have been a guy handling cleaning, keeping the technical stuff going as intended and providing some advice when needed to anyone really struggling with the Gym.

Grusha and I go back to childhood years, and I have been around during his career in sports. Then he became the Final Gym Leader in the Paldean League, with his Ice-type team known to 'melt' a lot of trainers that came ill-prepared to face him.

Despite our long-standing awareness of one another, we hardly spent much time together, and it was fair to say that our relationship was professional at best. At least, that's what I used to think before the 50th Anniversary of the Glaseado Gym happened.

The event was split in two, the early bit for everyone and was alcohol-free lasted up to the afternoon. Then the kids left, and the adults remained around to enjoy the booze and the disco-like partying. Everything was quite smooth until I found Grusha struggling due to the booze and getting cornered by a few unpleasant-looking fellow.

Seeing the way he looked ready to vomit, I took him away to sober up and avoid any trouble. We walked around, but my booze-addled mind couldn't remember what was said. Only that we spent a few hours chatting about the past, the future, some 'awkward' situations I wasn't aware about between us and... then I asked if he wanted to come to my home to rest since it was the closest place.

Nodding at the offer, we were soon at my house and... I remember us kissing. I don't recall who started it, but that was where things escalated to some unusual degree. The kissing was far from chaste, and sexual hunger exploded between us as I got him to my bed.

One would think someone like Grusha, with the reputation he had, would have been reluctant to go along with this sort of situation, but he undressed and was soon looking less like my 'brother from another mother' and more like...

A very cute girl. And a very horny one at that.

Holding his hands, pressing him on the bed - he was moaning loudly as I started to tenderly claim his anal virginity. The process was quite sluggish considering that it was our first time in a 'guy-on-guy' session, but overall it didn't feel any more different than doing it with a girl.

Especially since Grusha looked like one when without clothes on.

The entire night went on quite pleasurably, and I had no complaint about the entire matter. I was just... confused. Like, very confused. Mostly because I knew Grusha had dated before and it was only girls. For him to just up and suddenly give me his ass was a bit of odd.

I had planned to talk to him the next morning, but he was gone by the time I woke up. Hell, he opened a window and just got out of the flat by the emergency staircase there. I felt like this was a sign of trouble. Maybe he hadn't consented, maybe I was going to get in deep shit very soon - part of me wanted to skip work, but I knew that I was compelled by the law to help around and that I had to man up to this manner.

If I was to be fired or worse, the least I could do was to claim this as a man.

The walk to the gym was nerve-wracking, but I got there without any distractions or obstructions. At this early hour, there was hardly anyone around beyond the few temp janitors cleaning up the leftover mess of yesterday's party.

I knew from the get-go that Grusha was in his work room, his office, and I paced rapidly to reach the location. I thought he would have been sitting behind his desk, tinkering with his Laptop, but...

"Morning~!"

I was a bit surprised when Grusha almost tackled me the very moment I opened the door to his office. His hug was sudden, but him standing on his tiptoes and landing a lengthy kiss on my lips was the thing that stole the cake for me.

I held onto him a bit, and I felt him hesitate from pulling away.

"H-How was it?"

"S-Sudden... so... you liked yesterday?"

The blue-haired boy scoffed. "Of course- wait, you thought...?"

"Dude, you left by the window."

He flinched at being reminded of that. "L-Look, I just didn't want to get caught in a fragile state. It's not like... you know, I am not fully sold to this. I love you and all but-"

"How long?"

Grusha frowned. "Hm?"

"How long have you loved me?"

The gym leader blushed a bit, but I felt pressed on the topic as I started to remember the talk we had before the first kiss. The fact he had admitted to loving me, that he had tried to avoid pushing this onto me, and then how he couldn't get anyone to erase his feelings for me.

"S-Since that time we went playing with snowballs."

...

"That was the day we first met," I pointed out and he smiled shyly. "So, from the very beginning?"

"Yes."

...

"So... we are dating now?"

"We are... are we?" Grusha asked back and I nodded. "Okay then... how about we go watch a movie at your flat after the shift?"

I offered a smile and hugged him a bit tighter, still unsure on how to handle this very situation but hoping that a normal date would help.

"Sure."

And we ended up fucking again after watching a movie.

AN

Bro fucks Trap!Bro. It gets romantical.

Anyway, next time could be about... Dunno. I heard some mentioning Astolfo, maybe we can go there for the 'classic'.