Dominant Black Transsexual Cheerleaders
Chapter Twelve
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"What happened to you last night?" Kyle asked, giving me a little frown beneath his platinum hair.
"Huh?" I tried to look innocent as I got in the front seat of Dave's car. Josh was sitting in the back, rubbing Kyle's hard little dick through the boy's white panties.
"Stop it!" Kyle said, making a face and trying to pull his skirt back down. He'd joined the JV Pep Squad the day before and he wanted to show off his little cheerleader outfit.
"Aren't you supposed to wear shorts or something?" I asked, trying to change the subject.
"None of the cheerleaders wear shorts," Dave grinned at me. "Are you gonna join too?"
"Be a cheerleader?" I giggled at that idea.
"Heather was looking for you last night," Kyle told me. "You were supposed to go to the mall with us. Remember?"
"Yeah," I nodded. "But, um…my dad came home from the hospital yesterday, so…"
"Cool," Josh nodded, still playing with Kyle and he'd pulled the gusset of the smaller boy's panties aside, exposing Kyle's pretty ballsack.
"You keep doing that and you gotta lick it!" Kyle told him.
"How's your dad doing?" Dave wondered and I shrugged.
"He just sits there mostly," I told my friends.
"So does he wear a diaper or what?" Josh asked and I blinked at him.
"Shut-up!" I said. "God! Why do you care?"
"I'm just asking," he shrugged. "That would suck."
"He's got a nurse anyway," I said, without really meaning to and I frowned at myself because I didn't even want to start talking about Eric…for a lot of reasons!
"Is he a black guy?" Dave asked and I stared at him.
"How do you know he's a guy?" I wondered.
"A really hot black guy?" Josh asked with a grin.
"Does he have a big dick?" Kyle giggled. "And bad handwriting?"
"What?" I swallowed hard. "Who told you guys?"
"Mattie got conquered by a nurse!" Josh laughed. "That was so hot!"
"What do you mean?" I demanded, feeling my face burn and my tummy starting to ache.
"You're all over the internet!" Kyle said happily. "God! Somebody called Stacy, cause she used to be your girlfriend, and then she called Heather…Or maybe it was the other way around? Anyway…"
"Kevin called me," Dave said, kind of teasing me with his eyes. "That guy really drilled your ass, huh?"
"Watch the road!" I told him.
"Brad told me about it," Josh said. "Woke me up like midnight or something. You looked pretty hot though, Mattie."
"Seriously hot," Dave agreed.
"So who was that guy?" Kyle wanted to know. "Are you his sissy boyfriend now or what?"
"Duh!" Josh laughed. "Heather's gonna be pissed, I bet!"
"Probably cut off your balls!" Dave said, sounding almost serious and I frowned at him.
"He's not my boyfriend," I told them. "He's just the nurse my mom got to watch my dad."
"And fuck you!" Kyle giggled.
"That was an accident," I sighed.
"He conquered your ass!" Dave grinned at me.
"But it was an accident!" Josh added with a sarcastic laugh. "Yeah, right! You're such a slut, Mattie!"
"Just leave me alone," I said, turning to look out the window. We were almost at school anyway.
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"Conquered, huh?" Heather asked as soon as I walked into the girls' locker room with my friends.
The other six cheerleaders giggled and smirked and whispered while they stroked their long, black cocks. So did my friends, their six white boyfriends, who waiting impatiently to see what Heather was going to do about me.
"Sorry," I whispered, looking down and biting my bottom lip as I stood there in a kind of long, royal blue skirt and a nice silk blouse, golden yellow like my hair.
"Got a new boyfriend now, faggot?" she wondered. "What is he…a college guy or something?"
"He's a nurse!" Kyle blurted with a giggle.
"A nurse?" Stacy laughed and the other girls were all talking.
"He's taking care of my dad," I sort of explained. "My mom hired him."
"Ohhh…" Heather nodded. "And he took one look at you and decided to conquer your sissy ass, huh?"
"Kinda," I agreed, blushing hard and hoping she wasn't teasing me. "My mom made me do it. Sorta."
"Your mom?" Paula giggled.
"She thinks I need a, uh…" I glanced at Heather.
"She thinks you need what?" my girlfriend asked.
"A boyfriend," I said. "Like…a real man…sorta."
"Oh yeah?" Heather made a face and I swallowed hard.
"I mean, she likes you and everything," I said quickly. "She just…I don't know. She's acting weird."
"So this guy's your boyfriend now?" she asked me and I shook my head.
"No! Uh-huh," I told her. "He's got a real girlfriend; he's just supposed to sorta…fuck me sometimes."
"Well," Heather giggled. "I'm supposed to sorta fuck you sometimes too, faggot. Remember that?"
"Yeah," I nodded, looking at her beautiful face, into her stormy blue-grey eyes. "He's not my boyfriend, I swear!"
"I'm not mad," she told me. "I knew I was getting a slut when I traded for you…Now bend over…"
"Oh!" I blinked with momentary confusion when Heather pushed me over one of the long wooden benches. The edge of it bit into my hips as I found myself face down with my hair sweeping the floor and my butt in the air.
"You want to be conquered?" Heather asked me with a soft laugh. "That can be arranged."
"No doubt!" Stacy agreed as Heather pushed my skirt up, over my back, and yanked my panties down to expose my butt, balls, and dick.
"Oh yeah!" Veronica giggled. "I wanna conquer that bitch!"
"Me too!" Rita agreed and all the cheerleaders were talking, gathering around me as I lay bent over helplessly.
"Time for a little gang-fuck, Mattie," Heather sighed, standing behind me with her hot, black prick sliding upward between the pale cheeks of my ass.
"A quick one though," Paula reminded us. "Get over here and fluff me, faggot!"
She pulled Josh close, pushing the boy to his knees so he could suck his girlfriend's fat dick.
"Get me ready, slut," Wendy said, doing the same thing with Kyle and the sophomore went quickly to the floor and wrapped his lips around her cock.
All the boys were soon sucking their girlfriend's beautiful cocks, or washing their heavy, sperm filled balls. All except Heather, she was busy rubbing her cockhead across my anus, teasing us both with it as I shivered with happy anticipation. I'd gotten myself ready for her too, like I did every morning before school. A warm enema to get me nice and clean, and then a generous squirt of KY Jelly to get my boy pussy nice and slippery for any cock who wanted me…Preferably Heather's cock, because I wasn't supposed to be fucking around with other boys at school.
"Don't forget," Heather reminded her friends. "This slut gets all the…Ugh!…cum!"
"Ow!" I winced as she rammed her thick penis into my rectum, stretching my sphincter around the glans and then her smooth, black shaft as the girl kept pushing.
"You're still pretty tight…Ugh!" Heather grunted. "For a conquered little bitch, Mattie!"
"Ummm…" I just sighed, nodding my head as I stared at the floor, feeling my face turning pink with all the blood rushing into my head.
"So, Mommy makes you fuck Daddy's nurse, huh?" SLAP! Heather spanked my ass hard. "I kinda like your mom, Mattie!" SLAP! "I wonder if she's banging that black dick herself!" SLAP! "She's kind of a hottie too!" SLAP! "Kind of a slut, I bet!" SLAP! "What do you think?" SLAP! "If I shoved my cock up Mommy's cunt…" SLAP! "…would she scream rape?" SLAP! "Or just moan a lot?" SLAP!
She plainly didn't want an answer, Heather just wanted to punish me and the transsexual cheerleader was spanking my ass hard while she fucked her prick deep into my bowels. I groaned as the image of Heather fucking my mom filled my imagination and I tried to push myself against her, rolling my ass and wanting a hard grind, but Heather just kept pumping my fuck hole hard and fast.
"I think he likes the idea!" Karen giggled.
"We should bang his mom," someone else suggested, Stacy probably.
"Gang fuck her on the kitchen table while Mattie watches!" Veronica agreed.
"His daddy too!" Stacy laughed, definitely her.
"Yeah," Heather breathed. "You got a hot mom, Mattie…You never thought about fucking her?"
"Maybe he has!" Rita offered with a giggle.
"Nah," Heather decided. "I saw her checking out my dick. She's a slut for big, black cock. Mommy wouldn't even feel this faggot's little clit."
"Tell your mom you're gonna have a slumber party," Veronica told me. "Saturday night…"
"Is she going to be home?" Karen wondered.
"Or out trolling for cock?" Rita giggled.
"She'll be trolling for cock in the kitchen!" Paula laughed. "Yeah, let's do Mattie's mom!"
"I hope she's hot," Karen said.
"She is!" Wendy told her friend. "Fuck yeah! A serious MILF!"
"A MILGF?" Rita said happily.
"Yeah!" Heather breathed. "A mother I'd like to gang fuck…That'll teach the bitch to hook my boyfriend up with some faggot nurse!"
"Ummmm…Oh yeah…" I sighed as the warmth of Heather's creamy ball juice suddenly erupted deep in my guts.
"Ugh! Fuck! Bitch!" she gasped, arching her back and pulling my hips to get her cock as far inside me as she could.
It had been a quick fuck and I felt a little dizzy being sort of upside down like I was. My head was starting to throb, but my asshole felt great! Heather had stretched my boy cunt nicely for Stacy, who took her friend's place immediately, slamming her huge, black dick into the spermy depths of my hungry ass. Heather grabbed Kevin by the back of his neck, since he was Stacy's boyfriend and didn't have anything to do while she fucked me, and put the senior to work washing my ass off her cock with his tongue.
"Miss me, cocksucker?" Stacy asked, panting the words in time with her thrusting hips. "I forgot how nice and tight you're sissy cunt can be…Wet too! Heather got you all excited, huh?"
"Mmmm…" I nodded, wincing as the girl stretched me even more than Heather had. Stacy's cock was very big!
"Yeah," she giggled, digging her sharp fingernails into my boyish hips and jerking back to meet her pelvis. "Rock that cock, bitch! Fuck my dick!"
She didn't last long either, just a few minutes of relentless pounding before Stacy gave me a fresh flood of semen to mix with Heather's.
"My turn!" Veronica said, and Stacy had barely pulled her cock out of my ass before the other cheerleader dove into my rectum eagerly.
"Uhhh!" I gasped when her cockhead found my prostate, sending shivers of pure joy along my spine.
"Like that?" she asked with a soft chuckle. "I wondered what all the fuss was about…You've got a nice pussy, slut! Hot! Tight! And wet!"
I could feel her prick churning the cum inside my ass, stirring that creamy ball juice into a fine froth that seeped even deeper into my bowels. It was a strange, but welcome sensation, and I enjoyed every second of it. My asshole spasmed with contractions of pleasure, the soft muscles of my ass squeezing Veronica's long, black dick as she stretched my cock hungry fuck channel around it.
"Cumming, bitch! Take it! Oh!" Veronica soon came inside me, grinding her soft, brown pelvis against my butt while her balls unleashed their creamy load.
"Ohhhh…Sloppy fourths!" Paula grinned as she took her place, sliding her dick inside my fag pussy slowly, enjoying the way my rectum greeted her with a friendly spasm.
"Don't fuck around with him!" Rita complained. "The bell's gonna ring!"
"We got ten minutes," Paula replied, but she knew she had to get off quickly too, and soon enough she was pumping my cumhole just as hard as the first three girls had done me.
After Paula added another healthy load of hot baby gravy to my sissy womb, Rita fucked me for only a minute or so before she blew a huge load of sperm! She had big testicles too though, a serious pair of black balls in a low hanging sack of smooth, supple skin. I'd admired her scrotum plenty of times and it didn't really surprise me that Rita's orgasm lasted longer than it had taken her to get off.
"What a sloppy fuck!" Karen complained, sinking her fat prick inside my ass and feeling nothing but her friends' hot cum. "Jesus! I thought you guys said this faggot was tight?"
"He was!" Stacy giggled.
"Sorry!" Veronica laughed as well.
"Squeeze your cunt, boy!" SLAP! Karen spanked me. "I wanna feel something!"
"Uhhhh-huh!" I moaned, feeling kind of numb by then, or something. My head throbbed after being bent over like I was for some fifteen minutes already. The bench was seriously digging into my tummy, and my butt felt like I'd taken another enema, except a hot, buttery one and the cum squished out of my ass around Karen's prick to spill down my thighs.
After she came, Wendy took the seventh and last turn in my well-fucked, sperm filled asshole.
"Play with my balls, Kyle…" she told her boyfriend, "…and stick your finger up my ass too! I'll never get a nut in this fag's ass…Jesus! It feels like I'm fucking a bowl of hot Jell-O!"
"Stop complaining!" Heather told her friend with a sigh.
"Yeah," Rita agreed. "Just bang the fucker. You got about two minutes."
"Shit!" Wendy snorted. "When we do his mom, I'm going first!"
"We'll see!" Stacy sang, not sounding like she believed that would happen.
Wendy did cum fairly quickly, despite all her complaints about how loose and sloppy my asshole was after taking the six big, black cocks before hers. Probably having Kyle massage her balls and tongue fuck her ass helped a lot though. When she came, I barely noticed, to tell the truth, mostly I was about ready to pass out by then just because gravity had sucked all the blood into my throbbing head!
"Don't get up yet, faggot!" Heather told me, pushing on my back as I felt something cool, smooth, and very firm being pressed inside my gaping anus.
Stacy was shoving a butt plug in my ass, not a very long one, but seriously thick and I winced as my tired muscles were stretched further than they'd ever been in my life! The plug had sort of a bulge near the base and I had no idea how big around it was, but my imagination ran wild as I gasped and winced, jerking at the unfamiliar sensation of having my rectum pushed outward in every possible direction. It had to be as big around as a Coke can, I figured, maybe even more than that! My burning sphincter closed up behind it too, once that bulge was firmly planted in my ass, and it wasn't coming back out!
"There! That'll keep all that cum right where it belongs," Stacy said.
"In your conquered ass!" Heather agreed with a giggle. "Don't take it out either!"
"Save it for your new boyfriend!" Veronica told me. "See how he likes fucking your cunt now!"
The bell rang and they left me as I stood up slowly, kind of wobbling as my legs felt weak, tingling with pins and needles as they'd fallen asleep. I lost my balance and sat down heavily on the bench, on the butt plug stuffed inside my ass! That made me yelp loudly and I twisted away from the sudden discomfort. Going through a full day of school, sitting through all those classes with not only an assful of spunk, but that plug stretching my rectum…Ouch!
I realized Heather might have been a little more mad at me than she'd been willing to admit.
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"…and that's the weather!" a giggling Shelby Myers said on the television during homeroom. She was a senior and one of the so-called newscasters for the high school A-V Club which put on a little television show every morning for announcements and stuff.
A cartoonish logo appeared with the words "Entertainment This Morning!" accompanied with some cheesy music. It soon gave way to Monica Branson, another senior and a seriously cute one too! She always did the entertainment part of the announcements, usually talking about a school play or what the band was up to. This morning however…
"…I gotta warn you though…" Monica giggled happily, "…the following scenes may be disturbing!"
Suddenly the television was playing a video clip…of me getting fucked by Eric! Just ten seconds or so of his muscular black body straddling mine as I lay face down over a pillow. You could see it was me too! I had my head turned like I was smiling for the camera, with my eyes shining and my face pink, my tongue hanging out while the man pumped his long prick inside my asshole.
Then it cut to the end, when Eric had written "Mattie – 16yo – Conquered!" across the top of my butt with red lipstick. He spread my pert ass cheeks apart, exposing my tender anus as a thin stream of whitish cum trickled out of it. He fingered my asshole for a few seconds, shoving his long, middle finger inside my butt and twisting it, then brought his spermy digit free and pushed it into my mouth, pulling it from my tight lips a few seconds later, nice and clean.
"Wasn't that amazing?" Monica gushed into the camera. "If you want to see more of the biggest slut in school taking a huge black penis up his sexy little butt, just surf by the Sissy Sluts website at www…"
"Well," Ms. Patterson sighed as she turned off the television. "That was very interesting, wasn't it?"
She didn't seem to like me very much anyway and now I squirmed on that uncomfortable butt plug while the whole class talked about me, giggling and whispering. It was more than just a little humiliating! How could they put that in the homeroom announcements? You can't show porn videos at school! That was insane! But nobody even seemed to care about that. The other kids, even Ms. Patterson, seemed to act like it was perfectly normal to show a half minute video clip of a teenage white boy getting fucked by a black man. The only thing they were wondering about was me!
"Conquered, huh?" Randy Gleason grinned at me.
"I'd like to conquer some of that myself!" Winslow Simpson said to nobody in particular, staring at me and rubbing his crotch.
"Half the school's conquered him!" Gloria Cotton sniffed and some of the other girls agreed, shaking their heads and talking about what a giant slut I was.
I just squirmed, like I said, and kept my eyes down as my body burned with embarrassment.
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What I found really strange though was how none of the boys gave me a hard time about it. The girls, yeah. They were being all kinds of catty, but the boys, especially the black ones, were all being extra nice to me!
"Hey, Mattie!" Nate found me near my locker, him and another cute black boy named Stephen. "You're lookin' hot!"
"Uhhh…Thanks," I sort of muttered suspiciously.
"We were wondering if you wanted to go out tonight," Stephen asked me.
"What?" I looked up at them.
"With both of us," Nate nodded. "A fine ass bitch like you…We could have a good time."
"Both of you?" I smiled, but I didn't really understand.
"Yeah," Stephen agreed, looking me up and down. "You do two guys at once, right?"
"No!" I blinked at him.
"Shit!" Nate ginned at me. "That ain't what I heard. Come on…We'll get a little blow and then a little…blow!"
"Blow? Huh?" I frowned at him. "Leave me alone."
They weren't the only ones either. It seemed like every black guy in school was hitting on me, half the white guys too! They just wanted sex mostly. They kept asking me to go out with them, usually two or three guys, sometimes more, like they were afraid of facing me alone or something. And they'd make the most obscene suggestions!
"You like that DP stuff?" Roy Towers asked me with a sly smile, and he was sort of a greasy looking white guy.
"DP?" I made a face. "What are you talking about?"
"Double penetration," Wayne Rudley explained, being Roy's best friend or something. "Two cocks in your ass at the same time. You wanna try it?"
"With you guys?" I stared at them and they both nodded eagerly. "Are you insane? Leave me the fuck alone!"
"We can get my brother if you wanna suck one too," Roy said, and that boy had been watching way too much porn!
"Go away!" I told them, slamming my locker shut.
I couldn't even get a break in the bathroom!
"Sup, Mattie?" Levi Owens, a seriously studly black guy smiled at me as he stood at a urinal next to the one I was using.
"Uh, hi…" I smiled at him, then sorta frowned as I had to bunch my skirt way up around my tummy and pull my panties down so I could pee. Probably I should have just sat down on a toilet and done it, but the plug in my ass made me nervous.
"You wanna hold my dick for me?" he wondered.
"What?"
"Go ahead," he nodded. "Hold my dick while I piss."
"No!" I giggled with disbelief.
"Come on," he chided me with a toothy grin. "I know you want to, sissy…Just hold it, that's all."
"But…" I swallowed hard and looked over my shoulder. Like eight guys had followed me into the bathroom and they leaned against the sinks smiling at me.
"Yeah…here, like this…" Levi reached for my hand and pulled my fingers to his soft, black penis.
"Uhhh…" I giggled nervously, blushing as I held his heavy cock in my hand. My own need to pee had gone away completely, as you can imagine, so I just pulled my panty back up and my skirt was falling down by then anyway.
"Ahhhh…" Levi sighed, nodding as he let loose with a quick stream of pale yellow piss into the porcelain.
I could feel the soft vibration through his warm skin and the muscle beneath, the odd sensation of fluid flowing through his prick. He pissed for a long while too!
"Give it a little shake now," he told me with a chuckle and I did just that, shaking his dick much to the amusement of the guys watching us. "And give it a lick, huh? Get it nice and clean for me."
"Huh?" I blinked at him. "You want me to suck it?"
"Well…" he shrugged and then grinned. "Yeah! A blowjob would be great!"
"Fuck you!" I frowned, letting go of his dick and stomping out of the bathroom in my high heels.
And then later, third period…
"Wrong class, Mattie!" Mr. Hungley told me as I entered the boys' locker room for gym class.
He was a tall, thin white man and coached girls' basketball after school. He was okay, I guessed, except Mr. Hungley liked to run marathons for fun or something, and so he liked his students to run during gym class. I hated running.
"What?"
"You're in the other P.E. class now," he said as a number of my classmates narrowed their eyes and frowned at that news.
"Uh…What other class?" I asked him, feeling totally confused.
"The new one," he said, like I should have known what he was talking about. "Didn't you get the note from your homeroom teacher?"
"Ms. Patterson?" I shook my head. "She didn't say anything."
"Hmph!" he frowned at that. "Well, the principal decided we'd start a new gym class for our, uh…special students…Phaggot Education."
"Faggot education?" I blinked at him.
"Phaggot…with a Ph at the beginning," he snorted. "Never mind…Anyway, you and the other sissies can use the girls' locker room until the band room gets renovated."
"The band room?"
"It's going to be the new sissy locker room, yeah," the man nodded. "In the meantime though, it's better if we don't have pretty fags like you teasing the normal boys, you know, in the showers and such."
"Oh!" I just looked at him.
"Some of the parents are concerned," he added.
"They are?"
"They're just not ready for coed…er, tri-ed facilities yet," he shrugged. "So off you go…Your new teacher is waiting and I've gotta get these boys running some laps."
"Yeah," I nodded, watching the man turn around and start clapping his hands and yelling and doing all that normal gym teacher stuff.
A half-minute later I swallowed hard and pushed open the door to the girls' locker room, seriously hoping this wasn't some sort of strange practical joke. But Mr. Hugely had seemed pretty serious and there'd been some construction workers checking me out as I'd passed the band room, which was just down the hall from the locker rooms. So I guessed they were serious about building a third locker room, but…That was really weird!
"Hello?" I called out nervously, peeking my head inside and I was immediately greeted with the sound of some thirty girls talking, but they all got quiet for a second as they stared at me.
"This is your fault!" Shauna said, standing naked from the waist down and I could see her penis, a nice one too, like six inches of pink, semi-hard cock standing out from her girlish body.
"Everybody knows about us now!" Melody Newsome, another white girl and one I never would have suspected of being a boy, frowned at me. She had a really small dick and a plump little scrotum between her shapely thighs. Nice boobs though! Like seriously firm ones with fat, puffy nipples.
Every girl in there was white, I quickly realized, and none of them were real girls at all. Including me and Kyle, who at least offered me a warm smile, there were thirty-one of us. Every sissy in school, probably, and I might have expected to find Heather and the other transsexual cheerleaders there as well, but they weren't and I wasn't sure what that meant. Neither were the other boyfriends, but they weren't cross-dressers like me and kyle either.
"Well, well…"
A deep voice cut through the chatter and I looked to see a very large black man wearing nothing but a ribbed jockstrap, a white muscle-T, and holding a clipboard. His dick must have been huge! The white pouch of his jock looked like it was about ready to burst beneath the effort of containing the man's considerable charms!
"…you must be Mattie," he said with a flick of his pen. "You're late! I expect all my sissies to be on time!"
"Sorry," I whispered, staring at his crotch and feeling my own smallish prick starting to harden.
"I'm Coach Bailey and this is P.E. class…Phaggot Education…and you cocksuckers belong to me for the next hour," he chuckled and jerked his head. "You're in locker 27, Mattie…Hurry up and get changed. I want your sexy asses in the gym five minutes ago!"
Everyone was quiet after that, but I was definitely getting some dirty looks from my new classmates. Most of them had been perfectly happy being in the closet, so to speak, but Principal Davis had decided to start a new class just for us. I wasn't exactly sure why that would be my fault, but the other sissies wanted a scapegoat and I suppose I was pretty convenient, being sorta famous for being a cocksucking, cross-dressing faggot like I was.
That didn't seem very fair though and I frowned as I opened my locker.
"What's this?" I wondered, holding up the pink thong that had been hanging from a hook. Other than a couple things that looked suspiciously like alligator clips with a long, thin steel chain attached to them, the panties were the only thing in the locker.
"It's a thong," Marisa Oquias said, looking at me like I was stupid or something.
"Duh!" I retorted and then realized she…he…was pulling up a thong just like it, making a face as he tried to adjust his cock and balls.
"That's the uniform for gym class now," Nora Hanson shrugged, standing on the other side of me. He already had his thong on and the boy winced as he tried to gently clamp his left nipple. Nora looked like Winona Ryder, actually. When she'd been younger, I mean. He had that same sort of face and fine, shoulder length black hair.
"What are those?" I asked dumbly, blinking as Nora clamped the other alligator clip to his right nipple, with about two feet of slender chain dangling between them against his soft tummy.
"Nipple clips!" He rolled his eyes at me. "You'd better hurry up! Coach said the last one in the gym was going to be the first one he fucked!"
"Really?" I asked, almost smiling, but only because I wasn't sure I believed the boy.
"Of course, a slut like you wouldn't mind, huh?" Marisa snorted. "What a fag!"
"And proud of it!" I stuck my tongue out at him.
"Well, some of us are girls," Lisa Taylor told me with a frown and he was another one I never would have believed wasn't a real girl. Not with his perfect tits, long, tan legs, and amazing ass.
Lisa was only a sophomore, just fifteen-years-old, but soon that little girl was gonna be a serious heartbreaker…Uh, that boy, I mean, because he did have a surprisingly large cock, sort of a thick, meaty one, and some low hanging balls! I stared as he pulled his thong into place, kind of bending his knees as Lisa pulled the skinny bottom between his two testicles. The boy's scrotum got tight and his balls fell on either side of the elastic thong. They looked kinda sexy like that, actually.
"And some of us are virgins too!" Cindy Keller agreed, but I didn't think he'd be a virgin for long!
His five inch prick was rock hard and bobbing up and down as he moved, and Cindy's ass…Man! I'd fuck that tight, pink butthole myself, I thought, watching him bend over just to tease me. He was trying to be self-righteous, you know, like they weren't queer because they were just girls born in the wrong bodies or something. Yeah right!
I could see those boys checking each other out. They were all seriously cute. I guess none of the ugly girls ever got mixed up by fate, which just proved my point, I figured. These boys all knew they were pretty, too pretty some of them, and so they wanted to be girls. If they'd been butt ugly, the way some real girls are…shoot! They'd have been happy to be boys then, I'd bet!
And they were trying to tell me they didn't want to get fucked? I never heard of a fifteen or sixteen year old boy…or girl…who didn't dream about sex! These guys were full of crap and I knew it. So did Kyle, as the boy gave me a little tongue with his giggle, and he looked sexy as hell in a little pink thong! I couldn't admire him too much though! I had to get changed and get into the gym before all the other sissies did! I wasn't gonna be the first one up there, but I didn't want to be the last! I had no idea what Coach Bailey might say or do if he tried to fuck me and found that butt plug in my cum-filled ass!
That would be seriously embarrassing!
"Ouch!" I frowned as I put the alligator clip on my right nipple, trying to hurry, but it kinda hurt!
"Let's go, Mattie!" Kyle said impatiently, making a face as I clipped my other nipple.
"Ow!" I winced. "These things hurt!"
"They do not!" he rolled his dark eyes at me. "Don't be such a pussy!"
"Look who's talking!" I rolled my eyes right back at him and slammed the locker shut.
It was just pure luck that I stepped into the gym before my friend did. I mean, we were basically there at the same time, but…
"You!" Coach Bailey pointed a big, black finger at Kyle.
"Me?" the boy squeaked.
"You're up here with me!" the man nodded, then looked at me. "And you, stand with the other sissies…Line up! Let's go!"
That Coach Bailey guy must have been in the army, I figured. Maybe even the Marines, the way he barked orders. He put the thirty of us in six rows of five, making us hold our arms out and touching fingertips so that we were all exactly two arm lengths away from each other. Only Kyle stood separately, in front of our little formation and facing us. I think we were all kind of nervous, but him most of all.
"What are you boys doing here?" Coach Bailey demanded when four black guys, juniors like me, walked into the gym and sat on a section of the bleachers that were unfolded.
"Uh…Study Hall, Coach," one of them replied.
"Too noisy in the library?" Coach asked him and we giggled at that. "Or you boys just wanna watch these sissies stretch?"
"We wanna watch the, um…sissies," another boy said, not even a little shy about it as his three friends nodded.
"Alright then," Coach chuckled and looked at us. "I guess you ladies have a reason to show off now."
The black guys were all smiles, staring at thirty-one teenage white sissies wearing nothing but pink thongs and nipple clamps. Most of us were showing off our balls too. I mean, it couldn't really be helped because all those panties offered were small, triangular pouches to hold our dicks. Very small pouches! And the rest of the thong was nothing but thin, stretchy nylon that ran between balls, over our buttholes and deep between our cheeks, and then around our hips to the front. So my balls, like every other sissy's, were just sort of hanging there between my smooth thighs.
I couldn't help but admire some of my classmates either! They all looked good, but some of them looked totally like girls. I mean, they had tits and hips and sweet, round butts, and…everything! Except for their cocks and balls, you'd never know they weren't girls. My dick was aching too! I think some of the other fags suffered the same problem as we were surrounded my soft, warm flesh everywhere we looked.
The boy in front of me, Nora, had a seriously sexy butt! To my left was Shauna and even with his small, A-cup tits, he had some real curves. I liked his tummy mostly, sorta soft and just a little round, but not fat! No way! None of those boys were even a little chubby. On my right was Marisa. Hot, little Puerto Rican, Marisa…Who wasn't really white, of course. He was Hispanic and looked like he had an all over tan and his tits were nice, firm handfuls topped with big, brown nipples! His dick had grown stiff too, like most of us, and I smiled when I saw the pink head poking out the top of his thong like a groundhog!
And then there was Coach. Like it wasn't bad enough I found the sissies hot, Coach Bailey was wearing nothing but that tight muscle-T and a jockstrap! And sneakers, of course, well had gym shoes on, but who was looking at his feet? The white jock only made his skin look that much darker, and Coach was a very black man! He had muscles on his muscles too. He had abs and biceps and triceps and a smooth, gleaming chest that looked like it belonged on King Kong! She had a square head and a hard face, like he should have been a boxer. He wasn't handsome in a pretty way, he was handsome in a heroic way. Like nothing bad was gonna happen when he was around because he'd put an end to it quick!
Coach reminded me a lot of my dad that way, before my dad had his stroke, I mean.
"Alright, girls! Time for some stretching! Let's get those pussy muscles warmed up!" he said, standing in front of us with Kyle. "Just do whatever this faggot does…Turn this way, boy…"
Coach used Kyle for a demonstration dummy, pushing and pulling at the sophomore until he was stretching the way Coach wanted him to. Then we tried to copy him while Coach walked around, correcting us and making us stretch a little further than we wanted to, all that sort of thing. He'd tug those nipple clamp things too, making us yelp and gasp if he didn't think we were stretching enough. Except for wearing thongs and nipple clamps, it was a lot like a normal gym class, I thought. Coach Bailey at least seemed to know what he was doing and the stretches did feel pretty good, except the butt plug in my ass was killing me!
"Ouch!" I winced as trying to do the splits with balls between my legs was bad enough, but having a plug in my rectum made it torture!
"What the fuck was that?" Coach stared at me as I kinda sprawled on the gymnasium floor, blushing and blinking up at him.
The immense swell of his ribbed jock was about an inch from my face. He smelled ripe with sweat and piss and semen, like he'd just finished fucking someone. It made me kinda dizzy and I could have kissed it, if I'd wanted to…and I sorta did. Want to, I mean, but I resisted the urge and just licked my lips instead.
"Roll over, cockboy…" Coach twirled is fingers as I got on my tummy. "Ass in the air…Higher!…Spread those dick mittens…"
"Dick mittens?" someone wondered with a giggle, Marisa maybe, and everyone was wondering what was going on.
I guessed my butt cheeks were my dick mittens, and I pulled them apart to expose that thin bit of thong as it tried hopelessly to hide the soft flange of the butt plug buried in my rectum. I heard the murmurs of a dozen boys behind me, more than that as a lot of kids had snuck into the gym to see the new sissy P.E. class. There were probably twenty guys there now, staring as I spread my firm, round ass for Coach's inspection.
"Is that a butt plug?" Coach asked, announcing what he'd found for the rest of the class to giggle and whisper about.
"Y-Yes sir," I whispered, blushing miserably as I held my butt cheeks with my face on the parquet floor.
"Now why would you be wearing a butt plug to Phaggot Education?" he asked me. "Are you looking for extra credit?"
"Uhhh…" I shook my head.
"Good," he nodded. "Because the only way to get extra credit in my class is to suck my dick."
"Oh!" I blinked at him.
"Well?" he asked after ten seconds of silence. "Are you going to tell us why you have a sex toy shoved up your sissy butt?"
"I, uh…" I bit my bottom lip.
"Mattie, right?" He leaned down, getting a little closer.
"Y-Yeah."
"Is it personal?" Coach wondered in a gentle voice, tilting his head and smiling sympathetically.
"Yes sir," I said.
"Kind of embarrassing too, huh?"
"Yeah," I cleared my throat.
"I understand, Mattie," he agreed and then raised his voice and lost his smile. "Explain it anyway. Hurry up."
"I, um…I had sex and, um…"
"You mean someone fucked you?" he asked, narrowing his eyes. "A boy?"
"Yeah…Uh, yes sir," I nodded, deciding not to tell him about my girlfriend and her friends. "More than one."
"More than one, huh?" Coach smiled, looking around the class to make sure all the other guys were listening. "How many boys fucked you…exactly?"
"Seven," I admitted softly.
"What's that? I didn't hear you…Did you say you got fucked by seven big, hard cocks?"
"Yes sir."
"It's only quarter after ten in the morning!" he said with a chuckle. "You got seven brothers at home?"
"What? No! Um…"
"Had a little gang-bang, huh?" Coach cut me off. "And then they plugged your cunt with a faggot tampon?"
"I, um…" I shrugged. "I guess so."
"Well, good for you!" Coach smiled at me, standing up straight and looking around. "Now this sissy is exactly the kind of go-getter we need around here! Who else is wearing a butt plug? Come on…Don't be shy…Raise your hand if you got something stuck up your fuck chute!"
My classmates all looked at each other, giggling nervously and then whispering as first one boy, Barbie Schroeder, raised his hand, and then another boy, Erin Quinn, held up his.
"Uh-huh," Coach nodded slowly. "That's it? Nobody else? I'm going to be checking, so…"
"Uh…Me too, Coach." A cute little blonde boy wiggled his fingers and blushed.
"Right," the man nodded. "What's your name again, sissy?"
"Angie Hutchins," she breathed, kinda sexily too, and then giggled. "It's just a little vibrator."
"Four of you, huh?" Coach nodded. "I guess you sluts deserve a gold star…Over here, faggots…On your knees…Chins up, shoulders back, throw out those titties like you got a pair!"
He had us scrambling to kneel upright in the center of the gym, right where that tip-off circle thing is for the basketball games. We didn't know what was going on though, nobody did, until Coach called over four of the boys who were watching from the bleachers. He seemed to pick them at random, but they were all big and not too sure what was going on.
"You get this one…Shorty, stand in front of Mattie there…That's it…Okay, big guy…Yeah, step up! These sissies don't bite!"
We were lined up in a row. Angie, Barbie, Erin, and me. In front of us stood the four smiling black boys and it soon became obvious what Coach intended.
"Take out those cocks, girls…" he commanded, "…and start sucking!"
"B-But…" Angie blinked his big blue eyes at the man and I suddenly doubted that the boy had ever sucked a cock in his life! I mean, he was only fourteen-years-old anyway. Angie probably didn't even have a real boyfriend yet!
"Grab that titty tether, son," Coach told the kid standing in front of Angie, a rather healthy black boy named Byron. "Just give it a good yank every time the faggot makes a fuss."
"Ouch! Hey!" Angie yelped as Byron did just that, giving the boy's tender nipples a serious tug.
The rest of us were quickly unzipping our new partners! Angie too, as he figured out that getting his baby tits jerked was sort of painful. All the boys had grabbed our chains. The one I was unzipping, Marvin Jones, gave my tits a pull just to see if it worked and I winced as my already sore and swollen nipples seemed to burst into flame. The pain didn't last but a split second, but left a distinctive throbbing sensation behind that almost felt good. Sorta.
"Ah! Don't!" I frowned at him and he was in half my other classes anyway, so I knew him. Kinda
"Sorry, Mattie," he shrugged, smiling as I reached into his baggy jeans.
He wanted to be some kind of gangsta rapper guy or something. His pants were twice as big as he was, his sneakers were untied with the laces hanging out all over. He had a black t-shirt with Malcolm X. looking pissed off, and a lot of ten carat bling that looked like it came from a booth at the county fair. Marvin did have a nice cock though!
"Let's keep stretching, ladies!" Coach said, clapping his hands again and turning his attention to the rest of his students.
I didn't really pay much attention to what my classmates were doing though, I was a little busy fishing Marvin's long, black dick out of his pants before the boy decided to pull my chain again!
"Oh, man!" he said with a grin, looking at Byron who stood next to him. "I never had a blowjob before!"
"Me neither!" Byron laughed. "This is so cool! Hurry up, faggot!"
"Ow!" Angie yelped as the older boy gave his tittie tether thing another pull. "Stop it!"
"No!" Byron giggled and then he did it again, just to be a jerk! He was kind of a bully, I thought, one of those kids with a chip on his shoulder.
"Shit!" the guy on the end gasped as Barbie wrapped his sissy lips around the boy's black dick. "Yeah! Suck it…Like that…Ohhhh…"
Cindy had started sucking eagerly as well and neither one of those boys had any problems giving head. I sure didn't! I opened wide, engulfing the smooth glans of Marvin's prick and started washing it happily with my tongue. It seemed more than a little strange, sucking off a black boy in the middle of the gym…and in the middle of gym class…but I didn't mind. This seemed a lot better than doing a bunch of stupid stretching, especially with that plug stuffed up my butt.
Marvin had a nice cock too, although it could have been a little thicker maybe. Still, a good six or seven inches of stiff black meat, dripping precum, and sliding between my tight lips. I didn't even mind when the boy grabbed my head, digging his fingers in my hair and started fucking my face. He'd never gotten a blowjob before, so I could understand his enthusiasm. Plus, I have to admit, I was getting pretty good at sucking cock by then!
Only Angie was having a hard time, struggling to get Byron's prick inside his mouth without gagging on it. That had to be a mental thing though, because there wasn't much more than the head between his lips when Angie would start coughing and pull off it again. That just frustrated Byron all the more, naturally, and he'd yank the faggot's tittie tether and grab the smaller boy by the hair, forcing his cock between Angie's lips one more time.
What a bully! That little sissy was going to need some help, I thought, and I felt kind of sorry for Angie. Luckily for both of us, Marvin didn't last very long at all.
"Gahhh!" Marvin sorta gasped all of a sudden. "I'm gonna…gonna…Oh!"
After about two minutes of serious knob bobbin', he arched his back and let out a soft groan, and filled my mouth with his hot, salty semen. I swallowed quickly, savoring the taste of the boy's creamy ball juice, and then washed his cock clean with my tongue. He stayed hard and Marvin seemed to think I should blow him again, since his three friends were still getting their dicks sucked, but I ignored him.
"Shit!" Marvin grinned at me as I licked the whitish cum from his black scrotum where some had dribbled down. "That was the shit, Mattie!"
"Heh!" I smiled at him. "You're welcome."
"What the fuck, bitch?" Byron frowned as Angie jerked her mouth off his prick again.
"Hey! Stop being an asshole," I told the guy, sliding close to Angie and pulling the boy's big, black hand out of her hair. "Let him go!"
"He's supposed to be sucking me!" Byron whined, but then he shut-up when I gave him an angry stare.
"I'll show you how," I told Angie. "It's easy."
"I don't like it," the little fag told me. "It's gross."
"It's only a dick," I shrugged. "You just have to get used to it. Don't suck it right away…Lick it first, like this…"
I leaned close and gave Byron's cock a long, wet lick from his balls up to the smooth glans.
"See? It's nothing but skin," I smiled at Angie. "Try it…Just a lick, that's all…"
He did it, tentatively at first, but after a couple minutes we were both licking Byron's chubby prick, smiling and even giggling as we did it. The boy relaxed and stopped yanking Angie's chain, so he could relax too, and we were actually having some fun with it.
"Kiss the head now," I urged Angie. "Close your eyes and just kiss it."
"Ewww!" The sissy made a face and giggled nervously.
"Pretend it's a frog," I told him. "See if you can turn him into a prince."
"Heh!" Angie looked up at Byron's grinning face. "I doubt it. He's a jerk!"
"Yeah," I agreed. "But his dick is kinda cute. Kiss it now…With me…We'll both kiss it."
After a few more minutes, I had Angie's lips sliding along the dark shaft like he'd been sucking cock for years…er, well…He wasn't scared of it anymore, put it that way. I stroked his soft, blonde hair, guiding the boy's head, working Angie's mouth up and down the swollen pole. I kept my face close to his, whispering words of encouragement, telling the fag he was doing really good for a first timer.
"Not too much," I whispered. "Nice and slow…Use your hand too, that makes it really easy…Boy's can't tell the difference anyway…Stroke and smoke, yeah…See?"
"That's not fair!" Marvin liked to complain and after the other two boys had cum, they were complaining as well.
"Why's he get two faggots sucking his dick?" one of them wondered, but we ignored them. Byron was getting close to cumming and that would be the moment of truth.
"You'd better tell us when you get close," I told the guy.
"Close?" Angie asked, pink-faced and breathless as he pulled off the boy's cock for a drink of air. "He's not gonna cum in my mouth…Is he?"
"Well…Yeah," I shrugged with a little smile. "It's okay. It tastes good. You're gonna like it a lot."
"It'll make your tits bigger!" Barbie offered, now that he'd finished giving his blowjob.
"Sperm's good for your skin too," Cindy told us seriously. "You should let him cum on your face."
"Shut-up!" Barbie rolled his eyes at the other boy.
"You do it," Angie said, sort of pleading with me. "Please?"
"You want him to cum in my mouth?"
"Yeah," he nodded. "I'm not ready for that. Please, Mattie?"
"Come on!" Byron pushed with his hips. "Don't stop now!"
"I don't know," I sighed, ignoring Byron's impatient whining. "You should try it."
"I know, but…" Angie frowned. "I just…Ewww!" He squinched his eyes shut and shivered and that boy was a total girl!
"Yeah," I agreed. "Okay. But you owe me!"
"Okay!" Angie giggled, looking much relieved. "Thanks, Mattie!"
"Yeah, yeah…" I smiled at him, kinda wishing I was a real boy right then. I'd have fucked the sissy myself! "Keep sucking, just get him close and then I'll finish it for you."
So that's what we did and when Byron started breathing faster and getting on his tip-toes and babbling about his balls feeling like they were going to explode, I replaced Angie's mouth with mine. I bobbed my head quickly, using my tongue and sucking, bringing Byron off with a rush of bitter-sweet jism that I didn't swallow. I forced myself to hold all his cum in my mouth, or as much of it as I could anyway. Some of it spilled past my tight lips to trickle down my chin, but I kept most of the stuff right where it belonged.
"is he cumming?" Barbie wondered.
"Are you swallowing it, Mattie?" Cindy asked, and both of the two boys were giggling.
"Ummm…" I sort of groaned, pulling my mouth off Byron's dick and pursing my lips tight.
"What?" Angie blinked at me as I pulled the sissy close, covering his mouth with mine and he was so surprised, he didn't even pull back when I shoved my tongue…and big wad of fresh semen…into his mouth!
I kept kissing him too! I held him tight and kept my tongue inside Angie's mouth, swishing all that cum around just to make sure he got a real good taste. I refused to pull back, even when he pushed against me and slapped my bare shoulders. I tongue fucked the sissy like there was no tomorrow and he had no choice but to swallow finally. That was so awesome! Angie was swallowing his first load of black semen! And I was kissing him while he did it.
After that first hard swallow, the boy relaxed and started kissing me back. I think he realized it was too late and he might as well just enjoy himself, you know? Whatever was going through his little blonde brain, we were really making out then! His tongue chased mine into my mouth, mixing and sharing our semen flavored saliva. Our clamped nipples were rubbing against each other, which felt really intensely good for some reason, even though it hurt too. His sissy penis found my own throbbing dick through our thongs, and we were holding each other's butts and squeezing...
What an awesome kiss!
"Alright, knock it off you two!" Coach pulled me away from Angie. "You two fags can swap spit on the bus…We're gonna play some volleyball!"
The boys on the bleachers really enjoyed that!