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College Changes a Boy - Part 4
Taylor Jordan
As they approached the spa, Aiden helped Nikki slip out of the cover-up.
As the waifish blond boy in the blue bikini was back in view, Aiden
couldn't contain a good-natured wolf whistle. Nikki giggled at the
compliment and helped Aiden take his top off, offering a hungry sounding
'YUMM!" as he saw Aiden in the skimpy red two piece bikini. Nikki
carefully folded both of their garments and set them on the lounge, with
their sandals placed neatly below.
Once again, Aiden took Nikki's hand, this time leading him into the warm
bubbly spa. As they sat together on the spa seat, Nikki was glad to feel
the hot water washing over his sexy, but very confused body. "Maybe this
trip won't be as bad as I feared", Nikki thought, as he laid back to
enjoy the bubbles.
Aiden reached over to grab two wine coolers, opening the first and
handing it to Nikki.
"Thanks, hun." As Nikki responded, he couldn't help noticing that he had
completely slipped into the 'girl' role with Aiden, and it felt kinda
good for the first time ever. Sure - he had been hanging out more and
more with the pretty fem boys he met at the gym. It's not like he had
much of a choice. As he had changed over the last six months, there
weren't many of his dorm mates or frat brothers that would even
acknowledge him. Aiden was different. He was definitely a boy who was in
control, but he was so comfortable with his feminine side that Nikki
felt right at home.
With some encouragement from the wine coolers and the warm spa bubbles,
the boys were soon relaxed and enjoying the feel of each other's smooth
bodies underwater. Nikki realized that, for the first time, he was
actually yearning for another boy to kiss him. Nikki felt Aiden's soft
hands gently caressing his smooth tummy, working their way down to his
smooth groin. He couldn't take it any longer. He reached over to gently
pet Aiden's growing shaft through the bikini, and was promptly rewarded
with a deep, sensual kiss. Which turned into another kiss, then another.
The boys were soon locked in a passionate make-out session that was
worthy of a porn video.
Nikki felt Aiden's tongue wrestling with his own. He felt Aiden gently
teasing his plump lips with little nibbles. Nikki couldn't deny that
this was the most fun he'd had since the frat parties early last Fall.
It felt so good to have someone lusting after him again, the way the
girls did when he first started at UCLA. Nikki started to feel a little
guilty about enjoying all this boy-on-boy pleasure, but he quickly
rationalized that any sex-starved stud would be super horny after six
months without a girl, so it was okay to have a little fun. Besides, he
reasoned that it was only polite to show some gratitude, since Aiden was
giving him such a gracious 'welcome to the neighborhood'.
Nikki's blissful make-out session was shattered by the sound of a young
man's voice: "Oh wow - nothing hotter than two horny girls going at it!"
The boys broke the kiss and Nikki's heart was beating like a racehorse.
Who was this guy who had caught him dressed in a two-piece bikini,
making out with another boy, he wondered. He looked up to see the young
man sitting on the lounge chair 15 feet away, grinning ear to ear at the
passionate show he'd been enjoying. Nikki instantly recognized him. It
was Brandon, the kid who lived just a few blocks away. Brandon was two
years younger, and had just finished his junior year. He went to
Westlake High, where Nikki had graduated a year earlier.
Nikki was momentarily distracted as he looked Brandon over. He couldn't
help noticing that Brandon looked good. Really good. Okay, it was more
like amazing. He was wearing an electric blue speedo to show off his
nice package. His body was toned and tanned, looking like one of the
model-perfect swimmers on the calendar that Chris had hung over Nikki's
desk in the dorm room. Once he got past the momentary lust, Nikki
proceeded with his panic.
Nikki doubted that Brandon would be glad to see him, since Nikki had
been helped spread the rumors last year that Brandon was gay. Taylor had
joined in stoking the rumor mill too, at the urging of his older
brother, Nick (Nikki). Rather than deny the rumors, though, Brandon
bravely responded with a confident "So what?" attitude and everything
blew over at school in a matter of weeks. In fact, Taylor had told Nikki
a few months ago that Brandon was more popular than ever. In a rare act
of defiance against his big brother, Taylor had even become somewhat
friendly with Brandon. Not that they hung out regularly, but they'd
shoot some hoops now and then or join in a friendly game of football at
the park.
Even as Brandon walked over to step into the bubbling hot tub, there was
no sign of recognition on his face. To anyone else, that would not be a
surprise, considering how dramatically Nikki had changed since he left
for college last year. But Nikki was still in denial, refusing to admit
how different he looked after losing 39 pounds of muscle from his
athletic frame, not to mention all the grooming changes his roomie had
imposed on him as punishment for the assault on his sister. Of course,
the patio lights were very dim and the hot tub was dark. The dim
lighting and Brandon's singular focus on Aiden put Nikki at ease,
convincing him that Brandon wasn't likely to get a good enough look to
recognize him.
Brandon descended into the hot tub and glided over to give Aiden a big
smile and kiss that left no doubt they were more than just neighborhood
buddies. As Nikki watched the two boys in their passionate lip lock, he
couldn't mask his look of disappointment at being left out. Aiden saw
the sad face on his new friend and put his arm around his shoulder to
pull him to join the kiss. Nikki had never been part of a three-way kiss
before, much less with two other boys. But he was a quick learner, eager
to follow the lead of his pretty friend Aiden, and the hunky high school
athlete, Brandon. Between the wine coolers and the 'warm-up' kissing
with Aiden, Nikki was more than ready to submit to Brandon's insistent
kisses and roaming hands.
As Nikki moaned appreciatively, he felt Brandon take his hand and put it
on his bulging speedo. Nikki couldn't help squeezing the thick meaty
cock as he felt Aiden nibbling at his sensitive nipples through the
bikini top.
"Do you want to make me feel good, cutie?" Brandon encouraged the pretty
little fem boy in the blue bikini.
"Mmmm yeah, hon. I, like, totally wanna make you feel sooo good, stud.
Anything you want, Bran, baby!" Nikki's head was telling him to run
away, but the tingling in his nipples and cute little shrunken boiclitty
had his hormones in overdrive.
Brandon grinned as he heard his name, assuming that Aiden must have been
bragging about his hot boyfriend. He had no idea the sexy fem boy he was
seducing was none other than Nick Parker, the homophobic jock that had
outed him last year.
"Oh yeah, you're my kinda girl!", Brandon gushed as he stepped on the
hot tub seat to get out of the water and sit at the edge, giving Nikki
easy access to his bulging speedo. He saw Aiden grinning and nodding,
knowing he was cool with a little 'group fun'. Brandon couldn't believe
his luck. He had expected to drop in for a little hot tub fun with
Aiden, and he was getting an extra bonus with this pretty bikini boy. He
suspected this new bikini boy was very submissive, so he didn't want to
miss the chance to put him in his place.
Brandon couldn't contain a lustful moan as the bikini boy leaned in to
lick at his bulging speedo. "Mmm that's hot, baby. So tell me ... do
you think of yourself as a sissy or as a girl? You can call me 'Sir'.
What should I call you, baby?"
Nikki continued licking the meaty cock through the thin, liner-free
speedo. His head was telling him to run and hide, but he felt compelled
to respect this confident stud. Nikki knew that he had to answer the
question, and either answer would be a huge blow to his ego. He only had
two choices. Either he was a sissy, or he was a girl. Which would it be?
As Nikki wrestled with the question in his head, the last nine months of
his life flashed through his mind. He remembered how excited he was to
start UCLA as a confident jock, definitely one of the stand-outs among
the entering freshmen. It was better than he had dreamed. Horny college
girls throwing themselves at his feet. Going through fraternity rush as
a 'blue-chipper', getting bids to join the top three frats, pledging
Sigma Chi and quickly becoming their most popular pledge. The only
disappointment had been his roomie in the dorm... a gay kid from San
Francisco named Chris. He couldn't believe that Chris had gotten into
Sigma Chi too. He was a good looking guy, a good athlete, and an honor
student studying psychology, but he was openly gay! Nick couldn't
believe they let fags into HIS frat! He figured it must be some kind of
forced diversity thing.
Nick had let Chris know right off that he didn't associate with fags, so
the two boys managed to stay out of each other's way and co-exist in the
small dorm room. Everything was going well for Nick until homecoming
weekend when Chris's little sister came to visit. She was a super hot
high school senior and Nick couldn't resist the temptation to 'add
another notch to his belt'. He poured on the charm and convinced Jessica
to go to the frat party with him. Nick had her stumbling drunk by
midnight and figured it was time to find an empty bedroom in the frat
house to show her how a real stud used his equipment. He figured her
repeated 'no's' meant she was just playing hard to get, and soon he had
found his way into one of the frat house bedrooms. The room belonged to
Erik, one of the ultimate techies in the frat.
Jessica didn't resist too much, and Nick was used to getting his way, so
he was determined to give her a fucking she'd never forget. That was the
beginning of the end for Nick. Chris had noticed his sister was missing
and overheard some pledge brothers talking about Nick taking a chick
into Erik's room. Chris burst into the room and pulled Nick off his
sister, laying him out with a swift punch to the gut. Chris and Jessica
left the party and Nick figured that was the end of it.
Nick figured he'd offer a token apology to Chris the next day. It's not
like they were friends anyway, so Nick didn't really care if Chris was
pissed off. Nick woke up the next afternoon, hung over from the party,
glad that Chris and Jessica were nowhere in sight. He had a pounding
headache and didn't feel like dealing with any drama today. As he
cleared his bleary eyes and opened his email, Nick found a note from
Chris with an attachment. The next few hours of Nick's life were etched
in his mind forever.
He remembered opening the email from Chris and seeing the video of him
and Jessica in Erik's room last night. It had never occurred to him that
Erik had a security camera in his room to protect all his expensive
gear. Nick remembered the sinking feeling as he watched the video. He
had watched enough crime shows to know this was prime evidence of a
sexual assault. As Nick watched himself forcing sex on the pretty high
school co-ed, the panic set in. He could see himself going to jail,
being kicked out of UCLA, and winding up as some poor bum on the street.
Quite a scary thought for the 'golden boy' from a wealthy family.
That's why it didn't take him long to agree to Chris's terms. It was his
only chance to salvage his life. It's hard to believe that was just six
months ago. It seemed like a lifetime, and in some ways, it was.
Chris and Jessica had promised to destroy the video evidence in one year
if Nick lived according to Chris's terms. Nick agreed that he would let
Chris dictate his grooming, clothes and his fitness plan for starters.
Nick figured that would be a small price to pay versus the alternative
of getting kicked out of school and jailed. Besides, Nick reasoned,
everyone knew that he was such a cool stud, they wouldn't be fooled by
some different clothes and haircut. They'd know he was just goofing
around. No way they'd ever think he was some lame fag. That had to be
what Chris had in store, Nick figured, since everyone knew fags liked to
recruit the hot studs like him. Unfortunately for Nick, he sorely
underestimated the passion with which Chris would direct his
transformation.
Nick felt like he was in boot camp as soon as he agreed to Chris's
terms. He was put on a strict protein shake diet and a fitness program
limited to aerobics and yoga classes. He couldn't believe how fast he
was dropping weight... averaging three or four pounds a week, and it all
seemed to be muscle because he started with a lean athletic frame. He
was going to a salon weekly for an assortment of treatments. Depending
on the visit, it was any combination of hair coloring and styling, body
waxing, manicures, pedicures and facials. Chris made him donate
everything in his closet to charity, and quickly replaced his wardrobe
with the stylish designer clothes that the gay boys wore. Chris was
smart enough to make further changes gradually, but steadily, over the
next few months. That way everyone would think Nick was just 'finding
himself' since he was off at college.
The changes to Nick in three short months were incredibly dramatic. He
had transformed from a preppy, hard-bodied athlete to a delicate,
waifish twink boy. His blond, androgynous hair, his perfectly wedged
eyebrows, his smooth soft skin and manicured nails left little doubt
that he was a teenaged prettyboi. He never dreamt that his daily protein
shakes contained female hormones that were slowly reshaping his body. He
was in denial about his ever-shrinking penis and testicles, his enlarged
nipples and areolas, and his round ass. The changes were gradual over
three months, so Nick convinced himself they must be temporary side-
effects from his drastic weight loss. Besides, Nick figured those
changes were subtle enough that his buds probably hadn't even noticed.
Given the way his wardrobe had evolved over those three months, however,
everyone around Nick had pegged him as genderqueer. By that time, Nick
didn't own a single pair of boy's underwear, jeans or shorts. He was
allowed to wear only panties, skinny jeans, leggings, hot pants, and the
appropriate androgynous tops to go with them. Nick knew that he was the
same guy, so why were people treating him so differently then, he
wondered.
Nick was determined to hang on to his studly identity, so he insisted on
hanging out with the usual cast of alpha jocks and skirt-chasing frat
brothers. But it was soon clear that he was no longer the leader of the
pack. In fact, his former 'best buds' soon made it clear that he didn't
even belong in the pack. Stripped of his identity and social status,
Nick's confidence and dating life took a dive, too. He knew he wasn't
gay, so why did people treat him like such a fag just because he looked
different?
Nick was relieved when Chris finally showed some sympathy, for a change.
It had only been four months, but Nick was hopeful that Chris would feel
guilty about making him look like such a fag, and maybe he'd commute his
one year 'sentence'. Chris explained, though, that he couldn't do that
because it would trivialize the assault on his sister. He would,
however, help Nick make a few changes so he wouldn't be so miserable.
Chris supplied Nick with a special relaxation recording for his iPod. It
was something he had developed as part of his psych class. Nick was
skeptical at first, but it really seemed to reduce the anxiety and he
was soon grateful for Chris's help. Nick was enjoying the recordings so
much, he begged Chris to make more for him. When Chris agreed to make
new recordings for him weekly, Nick realized that Chris really wasn't
such a bad guy.
Chris also acknowledged that Nick was feeling very isolated and lonely,
and that was unhealthy. Chris gave Nick permission to join a different
gym, but this one was over in West Hollywood. Well ... it was more of a
fitness center and day spa. Nick was no dummy. He knew it was mainly a
gay crowd, but at least people were nice to him. They even complimented
him on some of his outfits, which made him feel good. Nick had to admit
that he was thrilled to feel like he 'belonged' again. So what if it was
a bunch of gay guys, Nick thought. At least he'd have some friends to
hang with for the next few months until he could go back to his normal
life.
The weekly iPod recordings and the new gym membership started two months
ago now, and that was sort of a turning point for Nick. He started to
lighten up a bit and enjoy his newfound popularity at the gym. He
appreciated the attention from the other boys like him who were always
complimenting his fabulous hairstyles and outfits. His learned to enjoy
hanging out with the other teens at the fitness spa. His best friends
there were all high school boys with cute names like Dani, Scottie, Erin
and Stefan. He felt like he was really part of the 'A List' when they
started calling him 'Nikki'. He knew it was an honor to be one of the
exclusive 'boy toys', and he relished the feeling of being part of an
elite group again.
The other thing Nikki learned over the last two months was to appreciate
other boys and men who took control. Maybe it was because he had been
such an alpha male himself, but it just made him feel so special when he
was around confident boys. Nikki never realized that his special iPod
recordings contained subliminal programming. He and the other boy toys
loved to check out 'the alpha's', as they called them. The boy toys were
a very competitive clique, constantly trying to outdo each other as they
flirted with the alpha's. Of course, Nikki wasn't gay or anything, but
he had to go along with his boy toy role and make the alpha's feel
appreciated. And naturally that applied to the main alpha in Nikki's
life, his hot roomie, Chris.
It was just within the last few weeks that Nikki started appreciating
how lucky he was to live with such a yummy alpha as Chris. At the boy
toys' insistence, Nikki had recently started treating Chris like the hot
alpha's at the gym, only more so. Nikki took pride in doing all the
cleaning and laundry for Chris. Of course, he couldn't refuse to service
Chris's big alpha cock when he needed a little attention. Just because
he got a little 'friendly' with some of the boy toys and the alpha's,
that didn't make him gay. At least that's what Nikki told himself. It
was just part of a little college game... showing that he had the good
taste to appreciate hot boys and edgy fashion.
As Nikki's daydreaming ended and he snapped out of his little flashback
session, he felt better about his current position. He was doing exactly
what was expected of a boy toy. He was wearing a very sexy outfit: a
skimpy blue two piece bikini, matching blue toenails, a delicate silver
anklet, and luscious pink lip gloss. He was servicing a hot alpha:
Brandon, the gorgeous young jock from his high school had his big juicy
cock out, and Nikki was showering it with kisses and sucking like there
was no tomorrow. He felt Brandon's alpha fingers running through his
hair as he worshipped the fine man meat with his eager mouth. He loved
the appreciative moaning as he deep-throated Brandon's hard pole. Nikki
knew his fellow boy toys would be proud of him. He could tell Aiden
approved, as he felt him humping from behind in the hot tub, reaching
around to fondle Nikki's super sensitive nipples.
Brandon started moaning and shuddering, and Nikki knew he was doing
everything right. When the warm ropes of cum were gushing down his
hungry throat, Nikki felt a familiar sense of satisfaction. Once again,
he had proven he was a worthy boy toy, bringing pleasure to this
gorgeous young alpha. Then it happened. Aiden giggled and said "Hehe, I
bet you didn't know my hot little neighbor, Nikki, was such a horny
little girl, huh Bran?". Aiden thought he was just offering a sweet
compliment, but his words shocked both Brandon and Nikki back to reality
like a cold slap in the face.
Hearing 'neighbor' and 'Nikki' in the same sentence, Brandon finally
took a close look at the face of the pretty fem boy who had just sucked
him off. Nikki saw the recognition in Brandon's face, and was
overwhelmed with shame as his cover was blown. Nikki saw his life flash
before his eyes, and not in a good way. He had just had sex with one of
the many kids he had bullied in high school. And he was wearing a skimpy
two piece bikini when had sucked the young stud to a gusher of an
orgasm. Nikki wasn't sure whether to panic or be relieved when Brandon
stood up abruptly and just said "I gotta go. See you tomorrow, Aiden."
Nikki watched Brandon leave the dimly lit patio and felt the blanket of
confusion and guilt envelop him. The satisfaction that he had felt
moments earlier had been replaced by the memory of how he had changed so
drastically over the last six months. He needed a minute to collect
himself, so he climbed out of the hot tub and told Aiden he was going to
get them more wine coolers. Just when Nikki thought it couldn't get any
worse, it did.
Taylor, Nikki's younger brother, came storming through the gate
connecting the two neighboring gardens. "Holy FUCK, Nick! Is that really
YOU?? My brother is hanging out with the faggy neighbor kid and you're
wearing a girl's bikini?! What the FUCK, dude??"
Nikki was frozen like a dear in the headlights, standing on Aiden's
romantically lit, lush patio, thirty feet from the kitchen door. No
place to hide as his brother walked toward him, ranting and raving about
this inexcusable display of faggotry. First Brandon, and now Taylor.
Aiden couldn't imagine how he could possibly get out of this mess with
his reputation in tact.
** End of Part 4
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