Ladyboy High
written by Hentai Jones
BookRix Edition 2017
Copyright by Amé
Hentai Jones:
LADYBOY HIGH
An exciting insight into a
school for chicks with dicks!
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The great Surprise
»Let's see, what you've got there, Squaw!«, Mido said after he had tied me to a tree as usual - he loved to play cowboy and indian in the forest behind the village, and of course: I always got the role of the indian! Not that I did mind to be caught and tortured by him, Mido was a gentle friend and a very funny one too: to play with him was never boring! I was a rather small and feminine boy and he was always treating me as if I were a girl: a chick with a dick, as was his favourite joke - and he was loving to play with my dickel, it was his favourite torture! He said, that my dickel was cute, and despite the fact, that the girls at school found this things rather disgusting and ugly he was the one who had found some beauty in it. Not that I was especially proud of having a pretty dickel, I hadn't seen too many of those things for a proper comparison anyway, but it is always a precious experience when somebody liked you exactly as you were!
I loved it when Mido was chasing me through the woods to catch me, it was arousing me that he was after my shorts - his legs were longer and stronger than mine and therefor I was always ending up tied to a tree with a big boner in my underpants! This would have been a rather embarrassing situation at school, but out here in the forest I was enjoying the feeling of being horny because it made me feel human. The girls at school were all ignoring me because of my small stature and my innocent face, they had much bigger meat to chase than me - they were preferring the big bullies with their loud mouths and their lewd jokes. Only Jock and John were after me, because they were loving my cute little bottom and were intent to give me a good poke one day, but as hard as I tried I couldn't feel any sentiment for them: I just wasn't gay enough! Sometimes I thought about the possibility, that Mido would fuck me one day out here in the woods: I was certainly curious, but not very keen to experience a hard dickel up my ass!
Mido had unbuttoned my shorts and had pulled the zipper down, fresh air was streaming into the steaming cavity and aroused me even more, soon he would free my throbbing dickel from his confinement and would take him into his hand. I was his prisoner and he would torture me until I had an orgasm, which would weaken my knees and numb my brain - and I would be a liar if I were denying the extreme pleasure this was giving me! I had grown addicted to the sweet pain of the ejaculation and my own attempts at masturbation were rather clumsy efforts compared to Mido's erotic manipulations - he knew exactly how to tease me into begging him for relief! My friend never failed to satisfy me and when I was ejecting my sperm out into the balmy forest air in somersaulting squirts he was laughing like a thief - he never gave me the chance of returning the favour and I didn't really mind: he would let me catch him and tie him up if he was up for a good rub too, but Mido was too happy to play with me and that was it!
I had been growing up as a happy boy until the disaster happened: I began to grow breasts, the same bulging mounds the girls were hiding in little bras under their tight shirts - it had been my friend Mido who had alerted me to the fact one Sunday afternoon at the local swimming pool and he was joking, that I should get myself a bikini! I was too shocked to find him funny, I run straight to the changing room and had a look into the mirror - he was right: my nipples were puckering out and my chest was filling up with soft flesh - I was already looking a bit like my sister. I had been spying at her in the bathtub frequently: she was very sexy girl and I loved her little titties, but on me they were completely displaced and absolutely unnecessary - I was greatly disturbed and worried: I was deeply ashamed and didn't know where to hide! Mum said, that I was still her favourite son - of course: she had only one - my father was taking the case a bit much more serious and was congratulating me for growing more beautiful every day!