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Summer Experiment
Chapter 21
The morning was starting out cool and beautiful. The breeze was coming
off the water leaving the early morning dew still on the grass as Frankie
ran along the back roads. He felt the perspiration wicking off his thin
tee and sports bra as he chugged along.
Finishing up his morning run, he headed back towards his block and looked
ahead. There were two cars parked in his usually empty driveway. They're
here early, he thought. Frankie was sweaty and hot from his hour long
run. His sports bra had soaked through and his thin running top showed
the sweat stains under his arms and around his breasts. Okay, they're
going to see the worst of me right now. His face was flushed and his hair
was pulled back in a high ponytail. His legs shook from the lactose
caught in his muscles.
The three people sitting in the cars were oblivious to his presence.
Frankie walked up his drive and as he passed the cars he knocked on the
door panels. As both cars emptied he got a glimpse of three tall men. The
two men who got out of the second car were young and had the good looks
of their Spanish heritage. The man who got out of the station wagon was
older and obviously from the city with his black tee, boot cut jeans, and
hundred-dollar haircut. He held out his hand.
"Frankie? I'm Mack Reynolds, and these guys are my assistants, Juan and
Carlos. They'll be doing your makeup and hair. It looks like you had a
good workout this morning."
Frankie drank from his water bottle as he shook everyone's hands. "Nice
to meet you. Makeup, hair? I don't understand."
"Glamour shots. Juan is the best hairdresser and Carlos does makeup.
After we're done with the anatomical shots, they're going to make you
more beautiful for the camera. The doctor wants to use you in his new
campaign. Didn't his office mention it to you?"
"Uh-huh. I was told about the campaign, but I didn't know we'd be doing
something so fancy. But where are my manners. C'mon in. Where do you want
to do the shoot?"
Mack was doing all the talking. The other two simply whispered to each
other or did what they were told. "Do you mind if we look around? Most of
the backgrounds will be faded out and we brought a backdrop, so it's not
real important. I'm going to shoot inside and out."
"I need to get a shower."
"Sure. We'll unload and set up while you get ready."
As Frankie smiled watched them quickly check out the cottage, Carlos
spoke up. "Do you mind if I look through your dresses and choose some
things for you to wear? I can wait if you're shy about me pawing through
your closet."
Frankie laughed. Both of the assistants were beautiful men and everyone
fussing over him charmed Frankie. "No, I don't have anything to hide. But
let me clean up my bedroom before you come back there."
Frankie hurriedly put away the vibrator and the lubricant from last
night. He looked around and pulled the coverlet over the rumpled sheets.
Okay, he thought. Nothing to hide anymore.
He called out to Carlos as he slipped into the bathroom locking the door
behind. While Frankie took a shower, he thought about last night and his
fantasies of Alex.
Scrubbing himself with body wash and a sponge, Frankie wondered about
himself. Was it Helen's mysterious unavailability or was it his newfound
attraction for the older man that was pushing his buttons? He hadn't
bothered to call Helen this morning intending to get some space between
his jealousy and reality. Maybe she'd call him. Maybe she'd miss him.
After he dried off and wrapped a towel around his body, he opened the
bathroom door letting the steam out. He saw Carlos laying out some
dressed on his bed.
The tall, thin Spanish man smiled at him. He was gorgeous with rich black
hair, olive skin, and a beautiful face and body. "Oh, hi. I hope you
don't mind. I thought some cute little cocktail dresses might show off
your total look and I was just trying to decide on color. By the way, you
have wonderful taste."
Frankie thanked him.
"I resisted rummaging your drawers. I thought we could pick out your
underwear together."
Before Frankie could say anything, he heard Mack talking as he came down
the hall and into the bedroom. "You're not going to need underwear for
these shots, Frankie. I'll need to have you naked. Find a wrap and come
out into the sun porch. It's got the best light and it's relatively
private. Juan will brush out your wet hair later, but for now it needs to
be pulled back tightly so I can get shots to reveal all your surgical
improvements.
Frankie pulled his hair back as instructed and Juan handed him a rubber
band to hold it in place. Wearing a short, burgundy rayon wrap and
nothing else, he followed the group through his own house.
When they reached the sun porch, he saw that Mack had set up the light
reflectors, spotlights, and a large camera on a tripod. Cables and wires
ran everywhere.
Frankie was instructed to sit on a stool while Mack lined him up for
headshots.
"No glamour here. We need to show your new nose, your cheek and chin
implants, your neck and everything the doctor did for you." Mack checked
his list as if to assure himself he wasn't forgetting anything.
The next twenty minutes was a blur as Frankie was told to turn left, then
right, then smile then look up, look down, not smile, and smile again as
the strobes and the reflectors responded to the man shooting off hundreds
of photos.
Mack took a moment to check all the photos on a laptop. He declared the
shoot a success and that they were done. Finished with the first part,
Frankie took a deep breath. Carlos handed him a bottle of water and wiped
off his face.
Then Mack came over and touched Frankie's shoulder. "They were good
photos. Now I need to shoot you standing. You'll have to drop the robe."
Frankie wasn't looking forward to exposing himself to the strangers, but
he had promised the doctor who had done all the work that he would allow
this to happen.
Carlos took his robe, leaving him standing naked in front of the cameras.
Mark looked him over and put down the camera. He had a concerned look on
his face as he walked up. Frankie glanced at Carlos and Juan talking to
each other. From the looks on their faces, they hadn't realized that
Frankie was a guy until he dropped his robe.
Mack whispered to Frankie. "Uh, I don't know how to phrase this but you
need to be more defined for the shots. Uh, your nipples and your penis."
Frankie shook his head as if to say he didn't know what Mack was talking
about.
"Uh, your nipples have to be erect and well, your penis needs to be full.
I need to display you at your best. Do you need some time to get yourself
together?"
Frankie nodded and whispered back. "Uh, yeah. I have no problem getting
my nipples erect but I, well, I need to have a few minutes alone to get
my genitals, uh, full."
Frankie got his robe and went back to his bedroom and then into his
bathroom. He knew what he needed to do as he got out the vibrator. He
turned it on and used the vibrating head to stimulate his breasts and his
nipples. His breasts responded to the stimulation grow full and stiff
with excitement. Frankie closed his eyes and retreated into himself. He
felt the warmth all over his skin as his body gained control. Touching
himself between the legs, he felt the futility of trying to get his limp
penis to respond. There was only one way that it grew even semi-hard
these days and that was when he inserted something deep inside himself.
Taking a deep breath, he lubricated the vibrator and bent over on all
fours. The familiar feeling of satisfaction relieved all the tension he
had over doing this to himself knowing the men were right down the hall.
He thought about what he was doing. They don't need to know what I'm
doing, he thought. They don't need to know how impotent I am or what it
takes to get hard. It's my business. As he pushed the vibrator deep
inside and drew it out, his penis filled with blood and he stimulated his
testicles by fondling himself.
Frankie continued to probe himself as he leaned forward on the bathroom
rug. Laying the side of his head and his cheek on the mat, he used one
hand to push and the other to fondle himself. As he did, he pictured what
it would be like to be taken in this manner.
Before long, Frankie was moving his body in rhythm and knew it was time
to stop before he succumbed to orgasm. Frankie stood and used a warm
washcloth to clean off any lubricant.
He was sexually aroused as he walked back to the sun porch, his face
flushed slightly with the exertion and a bit of heightened passion. As he
stood there, Mack shot his breasts, his hips and his rear in close ups
and long distance shots.
Mack urged Frankie to show his genitals as he stood facing the camera
with his legs slightly spread. While Frankie blushed, Mack shot many
photos of Frankie standing naked.
When Mack told him he was done, Frankie donned his robe. Carlos followed
him back to his bedroom to pick out the first outfit.
As Frankie buried his genitals in a pair of tiny light blue silk panties,
Carlos laughed.
"You gave us quite a shock, sister. Mack didn't tell us anything about
you and we just knew we were doing hair and makeup for some chick in the
Hamptons. Wow, you're pretty amazing."
"Really? I don't scare you off?"
"Oh, hardly. You're amazingly beautiful and all woman. We were just
saying how you passed so well. I would have never known."
Frankie slipped on a little blue push-up bra. He adjusted the padding and
impulsively almost took all of it out. Everything he tried on was too
tight. It was almost as if stopping all the pills was having the opposite
effect of making him grow fuller and larger.
Carlos watched as Frankie adjusted his cleavage in the tight bra.
Then, Carlos helped zip him up into the pretty little dress. The scoop
neck clung to his bodice and showed off his tanned and smooth flesh. The
blue satiny material clung to him and the lace at the top and bottom of
the mini shirt emphasized the femininity of the simple dress.
Carlos was impressed. "You look great. Wow."
Frankie sat down at his dressing table while the two men complimented him
and fussed with his hair and makeup. After a while, it was like being
back in the salon. The two guys were comfortable enough with themselves
to discuss their own sex lives while they worked on Frankie.
Frankie just watched them work, trying to keep up with what they were
doing. He had never seen his hair look so beautiful. It was full of
volume and curls. His makeup looked very sexy but not over done. He asked
questions and the guys were happy to fill him in on any tips they could.
Mack was pleased when Frankie appeared and treated the next set of photos
like a typical fashion shoot with music blasting and lots of
encouragement. Frankie was growing tired after two dress changes. He felt
like a rag doll being pulled and pushed through hair and makeup changes.
As they turned down the stereo and Mack downloaded the pictures to his
laptop, he grinned wolfishly at Frankie. "Okay, one more. How about a
bathing suit? Do you own a thong?"
Frankie admitted he didn't, but did have a two-piece that Mack approved.
By the time they were finished, Frankie needed another shower and a nap.
"You get showered and when you get out, we'll have lunch ready right here
for you. I ordered while you were changing."
Frankie scrubbed off the sweat and hair spray and all the gunk from his
face. When he got out of the shower, he pulled on a tee and a pair of
panties and shorts. Barefoot, he went back in to join the men in the
kitchen.
Frankie was pleased that Mack had ordered pizza and salad, which meant
he'd have something to eat while the guys gobbled the pizza.
When they were done eating, Mack announced he was heading out to the
city. Mack kissed Frankie and said he had another shoot uptown tonight.
He said that Carlos and Juan were free to do what they wanted.
When Mack left, Carlos smiled and brought out a joint. He looked at
Frankie for permission and when Frankie smiled, he lit it up.
They passed it around and talked and laughed. When it was gone, Frankie
opened a bottle of wine and they sipped it and talked.
It turned out that Juan still lived out on Long Island. He and Carlos had
gone to high school together. They were best friends.
"How'd you meet Mack?"
Carlos laughed. "Juan picked him up one night in a bar. Mack's a little
kinky."
"A lot!"
They shared the details of how they had gone to cosmetology classes
together after high school and now Juan worked his own salon in the city
in addition to working for Mack.
Frankie listened in amazement as the two friends told him all about Mack
and how his attraction to handsome men, especially the two of them had
found them all together in bed one night.
"But, enough said. We don't gossip about the men we have taken to bed, do
we, Carlos?"
The two men laughed aloud. Frankie took another hit and followed it with
a sip of wine.
Frankie liked them both and wondered what it would be like to have them
take him into the bedroom.
By the time the wine was gone and Carlos had pulled out another reefer,
Frankie knew what he wanted. He moved over closer to Carlos as he handed
him the reefer. Before Frankie could make his move, Carlos grabbed his
arm.
"Have you ever shot gunned a hit, Frankie?"
Frankie shook his head, no.
Carlos told Frankie to open his mouth. He took the joint and reversed it,
putting the lit end inside his own mouth. He moved closer to Frankie and
when they touched lips forming a kiss, Carlos blew the smoke into
Frankie's open mouth and down his throat.
Frankie was amazed. The smoke was steamrolled directly down his throat
under pressure.
After they parted. Carlos reversed the joint and took a hit. Then he
passed it to Juan.
"My turn," Juan said with a smile indicating he'd do the same thing to
Frankie.
Frankie allowed both men to press their lips against his, blowing the
smoke in his lungs. Before long, he had to stop smoking because he was
getting too high. Taking a sip of wine, Frankie kissed each of the men on
the lips. "You know, I fantasized about you too while I was getting
myself warmed up for the photos.
The handsome men looked at each other. "We was fantasizing about you too,
Frankie."
Carlos nodded in agreement.
"It's not fair, you know." Frankie said pouting.
"What's that?"
"You've seen me naked and I haven't seen either of you that way."
Carlos laughed and pulled off his shirt over his head. His trim, muscular
body flexed as he did. He smiled at Juan who did the same thing.
Frankie sat there watching until Carlos came over to the couch. Standing
there in front of Frankie, he indicated that Frankie could help out.
Frankie giggled as he undid the man's belt and pulled down his jeans over
his slim hips. Carlos was wearing a pair of briefs, which did nothing to
hide his sex. Frankie lightly outlined the bulge though the cotton
underwear with a long fingernail. He ran his hand inside the elastic
waistband and slowly pulled the underwear off, freeing the hardening
erection.
Frankie looked on as Juan pulled his own pants and boxers off. Naked, he
sat down on the couch next to Frankie, kissing him on the lips. While
kissing him back, Frankie reached down between his legs and grasped his
growing muscle. It was warm with blood and felt smooth to the touch.
"This is nice. Now, you're both naked and I'm the one enjoying the show."
Frankie held the men, one in each hand. It was fun. He wasn't thinking
about relationships or love. He was just thinking about sex.
Wow, he thought. How far I have traveled in a year. Last summer I was a
suppressed cross-dressing college teacher. Here I am now, a full-blown
tranny about to make it with two guys. What an introduction to sex, he
thought.
Impulsively, Frankie grasped Carlos's member and pulled until he was
standing right in front of Frankie at crotch level. Frankie gave the head
a kiss and then licked it. He kissed it again and then put it in his
mouth.
As it filled his mouth, Frankie felt a growing warmth spreading through
his body. He was aroused and his whole body was heating up. His heart was
beating fast and his pulse raced. As the excitement built, he grasped
Juan in his other hand. He started to stroke his sex in the same rhythm
he was sucking on Carlos, still in his mouth. Frankie stopped thinking
and simply let his body take control.
Carlos stroked Frankie's head gently, telling him how good it felt. Juan
moved close enough to Frankie to touch him firmly on the arms and then on
his breasts. Frankie pulled his tee off and over his head, shaking his
breasts in front of Juan's face. The man began to suck on Frankie's
nipples.
Eventually, Frankie found himself with the two men sprawled on his bed,
legs spread and mouth open as he gave and received. Juan and Carlos were
happy to guide Frankie through all of the hurdles of sexual pleasure,
gently taking him to highs Frankie had never known. As he learned to
please and explored his own needs, Frankie let the more experienced men
take charge.
He laughed when they called him an ?eager rookie cocksucker'. He knew it
was a compliment.
Frankie was not prepared for the orgasmic excitement that he found that
day. He had never imagined that these two beautiful, sweet men would work
so hard to bring him so much pleasure.
It wasn't love, it wasn't an infatuation, it was just sex. The three
spent the rest of the afternoon and early evening, talking, laughing, and
having sex together.
In the early evening, Carlos and Juan left with hugs and kisses. Frankie
was happy just to shut off the lights and climb in bed. He was ready to
sleep off his sexual high.
As Frankie fell asleep, he vaguely realized that he hadn't heard from
Helen all day again.
Dear Readers,
I never thought this story would run for twenty-one chapters and it isn't
done yet. I've made this a longer story to please the readers out there
who have been so kind to drop me an email or write a critique. While I am
working on Chapter 22, I have to admit I have been writing this story as
much for the reader as I have for my own pleasure.
I still have a few twists and turns in mind for Frankie, Helen, some of
the old characters, and a few new ones, but I would love to hear from you
on where you would like to see Frankie end up when school starts in
September.
Tell me what you think about how the experiment should end. Tell me what
you would like to see and then give me a chance to work it out. I do know
the story runs it's course and ends in Chapter Twenty-Five on Oprah's
show but your wishes are my desires.
Thanks.
Aeryn
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