1. Scene Four at the Boarding School


    Date: 6/13/2016, Categories: Bisexual, Author: torpedoman, Source: LushStories

    Christmas break at the Boarding School. It was December 15th, the dorm was empty and I was alone in my room. My parents sent me away to an all-male College/Boarding School in the Northeast, USA. They suspected I was Bi or Gay and wanted me out of sight and out of their way. They informed me I would be in school until the summer break. My name is Timmy. I am eighteen years old. I am green eyed, five foot ten, one hundred forty pounds, quite skinny, very feminine looking and not well endowed with only a five inch thin cock but I am told I have a great ass. My body has zero hair except on my head which is blond and on the long side. The only area I need to remove hair is on my pubic area and that is very light blond. I love to wear pantyhose and panties because they feel good on my skin and I feel so sexy when I do. I am comfortable as a closet cross-dressing young man. Many have said my face is so pretty I should have been a girl and I agree. That is why when I am servicing someone I call myself Tammy. That day I was feeling low because all my friends went home for the holidays. I hadn’t had sex for three days and was sitting on my bed and feeling very horny. I had just reached inside my shorts to stroke my boner when my cell rang. “Hello, Timmy,” Mrs. Longinbeckerstien said. “I hope I am not disturbing you on this crisp Saturday morning.” Holly shit why is Mrs. L. calling me I wondered? “Hello Mrs. L.” “Timmy or should I call you Tammy,” Mrs. L. said. My brain was screaming, ...
    “What the fuck is happening?” “Your silence is speaking volumes Timmy. Don’t be frightened, I know all about you. My husband shares all the videos with me. Oh, I guess you hadn’t realized his office has cameras to record all his adventures. I watch them every time as he pleasures me. Timmy I am not calling to embarrass you but I am calling to ask a favor.” “Sure anything you want Mrs. L.” “Call me Vicky and when you talk to my husband call him John.” “Tonight we are hosting a cocktail party for our closest friends and some work associates. One of my staff has come down with something and can’t help with our guests. Suzy is a tall young thing and we figured Suzy’s maid outfit will fit you quite well. Come over our home at six this evening. I will help you with hair and make-up and get you dressed. Is that alright with you, Tammy?” Good God is that all right? My cock was hard as a rock as I feverishly jerked off as I stammered, “Yes, Vicky whatever you want.” “Good then, see you at six,” she said, as she hung up. I only stroked my girly cock a few more strokes when I erupted all over my belly and hand. I brought my cum drenched hand to my mouth and savored my sweet load. I couldn’t wait until it was time to leave. I showered, then made sure what little velvety blond hair had sprung up on my pubic area was removed. I used my electric Epilady Hair Remover. It lasts longer and I don’t get those red bumps you get when you shave. I put on a pair of hip hugger black silk see through ...
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