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Emanuele is hiding in his room, where he was doing what had become a
ritual.
He felt embarrassed and ashamed for himself, but at the same time a
certain irrepressible excitement in observing how his firm buttocks were
all right, with that thong tight upon his ass.
The cloth caused him a pleasant hassle between the buttocks and divided
his scrotum in half, he was to move from the hassle but tried to hold on
a little 'to admire the mirror.
It was always painful to shave his legs, buttocks and scrotum, but it
was worth it just to see the beautiful image of themselves.
He wondered how it would be that body with a skirt, but tried to
suppress this thought.
When he went to the shops to buy lingerie could say to have to give to
his girlfriend, but even clothes would be too much, and then he could
not afford it.
After a few moments the lace, as usual, began to itch, and pant too
narrow to become unbearable, so took it off.
Turned. Now he had to try the bra paired with thong.
He had never tried one before. He thought that if he put very tight
could make it appear that his pecs really were breasts. Perhaps with an
appropriate dress over somebody Iwould really have thought that she was
a woman ...
His thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell.
Someone had rung. Maybe the plumber had already arrived. Strange, since
he usually had to wait months since he called them.
Emanuele dressed quickly and ran to the door.
He felt blaze when he saw that it was not the plumber.
- Hello, I'm your new neighbor, Jessica - greeted the beautiful girl
appeared before him.
Emanuele had always been very shy, and girls in particular put him very
distressed, especially when they were so nice and safe though.
- Hello ... - muttered, unable to ask her why she had come.
- We have not yet presented each other, now I know all neighbors except
you - she said - And it seems right to know a cute boy. You do not have
a girlfriend, right?
He blushed even more, and shook his head. She was telling him bluntly to
be there for groped to approach him, but did not know what he was
clumsy, awkward and difficult than he had with the girls.
- Sure, come - said frightened making space, and after a while
'remembered not having yet told his name, and added: - However I'm
Emanuele, very pleased.
She replied with a strange faint smile to his way of making clumsy, and
went to sit on the dining room table, even without having been asked.
- Bring me something to drink - Jessica said, imperiously.
- Yes - he said, giving himself immediately to do.
Before he went into the kitchen to look for fruit juices and the like,
then she realized that she must have understood that to bring her
something alcoholic.
Emanuele felt idiot. He did not have much, just the old beers he had
prepared for the guests, they were already in the fridge for months.
He hoped he would not make a figure too miserable, and prepared a tray
of glasses and the bottle of beer already open.
When he returned to the living room, he was handling the thong almost
did not fall all over with a jolt: Jessica that he, without thinking,
had left in plain sight nearby.
The plumber who expect to receive would never go into the living room,
since the entrance corridor allowed access first to the bathroom, and
when he saw that beautiful girl interested in him, he had forgotten
everything else. Now it was with something really hard to explain.
- Did not you say you do not have a girlfriend? - Jessica asked,
reproachfully - It was clear that i mean with "get a girl" also stories
and adventures not serious. I do not care one who gets fucked by anyone,
is that clear?
Emanuele went cold. He could not tell her who really used the thong, but
she could not even give the impression that girl to be a crook, or she
would be dismissed.
- That's my mother - she said, regretting afterwards.
The girl laughed, and did not comment.
He took his beer drinking straight from the bottle, without bothering to
offer something to Emanuele, who had brought two glasses to keep her
company while he drank.
He drained a large part of the one-liter bottle, then handed it to
Emanuele container with what was advanced.
- Drink - she said.
Without thinking, he took her and obeyed.
He downed in one gulp the even cold beer, already knowing that he would
do very badly.
Because he could not behave like an idiot dog in front of a pretty girl?
And because if she took advantage so shamelessly?
- You're a such a weirdo - she told him - You seem easy to understand at
first, but I think there's something about you that I do not imagine,
perhaps the most interesting part.
- I'm an open book - he lied, repenting afterwards. She probably liked
the guys a bit 'mysterious.
- But I am very complicated - said Jessica - There are so many things
about me that even I, myself, must still understand, and boys with whom
I will pay a bit 'the consequences.
- What do you mean? - Emanuele churches.
She shrugged, looking better the house.
- What you have to have a lot of character to be able to handle me -
said absently, already thinking about something else - your mother lives
with you?
Had esserle sort this question because of furnishing too neat and
cuteness that was in that house.
Emanuele was sometimes ridiculed even by his friends for this, and lied
to them, saying that once a week her mother was to give a crap and
decorate things his own way, so there seemed to be a feminine touch in
there. He could not say that he could not stand the clutter and things
furnished rough, that if he saw a dirty room or a mess had to
immediately get to clean up, and that was spontaneously try to create a
balance in the furniture and ornaments that were pleasing to the eye.
- No, only occasionally - he said in response to Jessica.
- And when it leaves she left her underwear around the house? - The girl
asked, puzzled and a little 'fun.
- Oh, that was ... a mistake - he mumbled embarrassed - Here, let me by
mistake, was here because he has to meet with resume ...
- You do not tell me the right - she said, and looked at him so severe -
Look, I do not like that the guys keep hidden from me something, I can
become bad if I find that there is a secret that I haven't been told,
understood ?
He nodded, and a shiver ran down my spine.
Now she wanted me to really explain the presence of the thong? He could
invent to not go through a bale?
The girl looked at her watch.
- I have to go - she said, rising, and since she stood still to stare
shook him: - Take me to the door.
- Yes - he obeyed , following her in silence.
She first came to the door, but waited until Emanuele opened it, as a
gesture of reverence.
- I think I'll go back - heralded Jessica, and she added, smiling: - I'm
going to know a few more close.
Emmanuel watched her go, confused, wondering if it was true or if he
just said to provoke him.
2
Emanuele had been a bit 'evil to no longer be contacted by the girl who
had captivated that day, when it was presented in his house doing as if
it were in their kingdom.
He had been all day thinking about her, berating herself for what had
been embarrassed and thinking about how you would have to do if she was
not back yet, hoping that she would return and at the same time feeling
already blushing at the thought that he would see her again .
That night she dreamed, she dreamed that she entered the house as
before, but this time without ringing the bell, and without waiting for
him to open. She had entered the room and told him, with the same
imperious tone with which he had pretended to drink:
- Lie down on the ground and remained motionless.
And he, unable to disobey him had done, he was lying on the ground at
her feet, and she had put a shoe on, then the other, and had walked him
laughing.
He had awakened with a feeling of tightness in the chest, and at the
same time with the unusually swollen penis, to testify his approval of
pleasant nightmare.
Then in the following days he had done nothing but think about her, had
prepared in mind for when he would see her again. She had said something
about the strength of will that had to have a man to stand up to her,
and so he thought that he should try to be more manly to make a good
impression on her.
Maybe she treated him arrogantly to see if he reacted by imposing
itself, but Emanuele knew not to be able to.
He had a natural inclination to obey, to people in general and women in
particular.
Among the friends was always the one who gave him a ride at all, which
housed the others in her house when there was to do the repatriated
where you ate and drank (at his expense), what others called when they
needed a favor, and that they could make fun without fear that react
with excessive force and be offended.
And with the girls, then, even worse.
Whenever one of them wanted to get something, she had only to snap his
fingers.
Some sweet words and a few light caress on his arm, and he found himself
paying expensive dinners, to give jewelery or bags, and the like ...
without getting anything in return.
But this girl looked different, seemed interested to him, not what he
could give.
If she wanted to, it would be changed to please her, he had said.
Or at least, he hoped to succeed.
So he spent his days thinking about what he would do when he would see,
he would try to be the kind of man that women find attractive, it would
have been a great effort that he would do when she was there.
But the days went by, and Jessica did not return.
Emanuele felt a failure, he thought he had too disappointed on the first
day, and that she had gone to look for other neighbors really have fun
with.
He was ordered not to disguise himself more when he hoped to see even
Jessica, because she thought that she would not like it, but it had been
too long, and he was convinced that he would no longer view.
Thus, the long-held desire to wear women's underwear had come back
stronger than before, as if to console the loneliness.
He had taken to buy many new clothes, giving back of his small savings.
Disregarding even so much of what they thought the orders and people who
saw him, thinking that after all no one cared about him and what he did.
He bought, in addition to the thongs and G-strings, even a dress.
A very short dress that before had a generous neckline.
Stuffing the bra that had already and holding it very tight, he could
make it look like he had a breast almost prosperous.
He looked in the mirror making an expression winking.
Then he turned, and was wearing panties.
It had taken a very narrow pair, they were not a true thong but once
inserted still among the buttocks divided them in half like it did a
loincloth, and at the same time in the upper part gripped and pulled the
skin of the lower back, causing him appear firmer and higher because of
what advertising called "modeling effect".
In truth he would have called the most "torture" effect, since they were
unbearable to hold, which is why the wearing only a moment to admire
with that skirt.
He wondered how that had women to wear those things for days; for him
the discomfort was exacerbated by the fact that the testicles, into the
fabric so close, like two eggs kept tight almost at the breaking point.
On the one hand he liked that the fabric would make them appear round,
tightening them well, and modellasse them to make them as firmer, but
then it really stand for long.
When he heard that the cloth had all stuck in the middle of the
buttocks, he resisted the urge to take it off for a moment and then
looked in the mirror, turning around to see how he was behind.
He bent down, so the short skirt left discovered a part of the buttocks,
which seemed more round than ever. As they fell, the skirt discovered
several parts of his firm buttocks, and in the middle is the figure was
drawing panties.
Beautiful but really annoying ...
Emmanuel went back and started to undress, but something stopped him.
Like a shadow at the window, something that should not be there.
He jumped, turned, and with its huge consternation saw.
Was she right: Jessica.
She was sitting on the sill of the window that until then he believed
closed with barred shutters. Those damn shutters, too silent, he had not
realized that she had moved. The girl had to have some skill as a thief.
She staring at him with that sly smile with which he had looked when he
had seen for the first time the thong and he had invented a ridiculous
excuse to justify it, the same smile that had tormented sensually even
in a dream in which she trampled.
Emmanuel did not understand if it were a look of scorn or satisfaction
with what he was watching, or perhaps both.
He looked at him with those eyes so penetrating every centimeter of him
body left naked, studying him and judging him in a silent yet eloquent.
Emanuele found himself excited by this way of her to fix it, and this
did not go unnoticed: his penis swelled, and in doing so emerged from
those tiny panties when he was not around, lifted her short skirt and
went out, revealing the member he and his testicles crushed and rendered
as the swollen tissue.
- That your tiny friend seems to want to get out at all costs as to show
that there is still a male part of you, but otherwise you're perfect,
Miss - said Jessica giggling - This time you're really good, you know?
I'm glad I captured the essence of your little woman in this video.
- Video? - He repeated, frowning, then he saw that she was holding the
phone.
She was so frightened and bewildered from having seen there who had not
noticed before: he was while he was recovering from girl-good dress!
The boy ran in front of her. She felt as she ran her panties rubbing her
buttocks among whom they settled more and more powerfully with every
movement, and that the testicles were suffering more and more the lack
of space, but he did not care , he was so agitated Because of what was
going on.
- Delete those shots, please! - He told her, but she stopped him.
- Do not even think about it, beauty, this is the best of the shots that
I have done so far - said in a categorical tone that brooked no
argument.
Emanuele continued staring at the phone she was holding continuing it to
film, wondering if he could take it and deleting the video that was
running before she the resumption.
He knew of ourselves physically able, but would have the willpower
needed to disobey Jessica?
And then he realized that, all taken from that thought, had overlooked
an important detail of what she had said in his last sentence.
- That means that this is the best of your shots? - Churches - You've
made other? I was sure that he had left the shutters closed, and the
other times I have seen no one that opened ...
She nodded, interrupting the video. Evidently he was satisfied of what
he had already immortalized, or perhaps the memory of the mobile no
longer enough.
- The close so that no one can spy on you from afar, but leave open the
small openings, were enough for me to do some good shots. I did not see
you directly, but I saw what I took up my cell phone, I understood how
to position it to make the video perfect on you, and then I saved it on
my computer, where all; it will be more than ten now - she said, with
some satisfaction in telling their own wrongdoing - If today you saw me
it was because I wanted it. Now I have enough video, and watch from a
distance not enough for me, I decided that it's time to go to the next
level.
Emanuele stared increasingly terrified.
She had all those videos that testified his biggest secret, which would
hide at all costs, and did not seem at all interested in protecting his
privacy.
- Do not look like a betrayed girl - she scolded him, with contempt -
You were hiding something to me, I was convinced when I come out from
your home, and even when I warned you that this does not please me at
all you did not want to reveal what it was. I told you so I would have
made bad. I came to spy on you to get what you did not have wanted me to
give me. In this case it was just a question, but keep in mind this
episode in the future: you'll want to settle right away, if I want
something.
Emanuele should have felt insulted, yet he could not hold back a
happiness that exploded into a beaming smile.
She had believed that Jessica had snubbed him, considering it unworthy
of further attention on his part.
But now it was discovered that not only it was still interesting, but
even she wanted so much to have spied secretly for days, and you record
it when he felt more sensual.
All this made him feel irresistibly cheerful, though not clouded the
voltage for the fact that his secret had been discovered.
She put the phone in her pocket.
- Listen, Jessica ... - he tried to say, but was silenced by her hands,
that without asking they made their way over his body, under his very
short skirt.
That dress that left nothing to the imagination made him feel in some
way vulnerable, unprotected, and that feeling excited him, especially
now that there was a predator so ravenous before him.
Jessica's hands as his voice and his manner, were imperious and
impetuous, and not let the opportunity to block them.
He lingered on the testicles, touched through the fabric of his panties,
lifting them slightly as if to weigh them and assess their quality and
then taking them firmly in the palm.
- I must say, you are really good at choosing how to value your body
from ..Young Lady - he said quietly - This pant you squeezes putting
them well in evidence, as if to say "here they are, I am offering you
the, play with it all you want, are yours. " Makes them look so
beautiful and firm,.
And having said that, tightened his grip.
Emanuele felt a chill, as he felt the fear rise and the throbbing member
inexplicably in the grip of strong excitation.
He liked to be drawn so as to Jessica, but he feared the way the grip
was becoming ever closer.
- The more the more you feel the squeeze of soda, it's so nice - she
said - And it's nice that face you do. It is hard to resist while you
entertain someone with your balls, eh Miss?
Emmanuel tried to rebel, but was unable to do anything but lay limply
his hand on hers, and what was to be an attempt to stop it must have
seemed like an encouragement to go ahead unchecked.
And of course she did not need any encouragement.
He continued to tighten more until yshe see the two testicles divide and
hear them both perfectly round and firm in the hands, and meanwhile put
his other hand on the buttocks of him, squeezing them too.
- Now it hurts a lot - he whispered, in pain - Please ...
- You want me to stop? - The Jessica asked, continuing to shake as if
nothing had happened, and securing it with pride.
He nodded.
- Yes, please, really makes me so bad - pleaded.
She still looked at him, keeping a secure grip, then pulled the
testicles towards you forcing him to move up to reach her almost on top,
and when the face of Emmanuel was stuck to hers told him:
- Apologize for having hid your secret.
He sighed heavily, realizing he had no choice.
- Excuse me - he said.
The girl, continuing to hold the scrotum, loosened his grip. He
continued to hold him, but without hurting him.
He was relieved, finally free from that pain.
It lasted a few moments.
Then Jessica still clenched, sinking at the same time the nails on the
buttocks that he was palpating before.
The moment of serenity was only served to catch his breath and to give
the illusion that it was over, which made it even more painful torture,
now that instead resumed.
- These excuses are disgusting - she said - are not truly repented, you
have not yet understood the gravity of your gesture.
Emmanuel looked at her.
Her gaze was so cruel, had no mercy.
Yet all I could think of was the boy:
- You really felt hurt by the fact that I have not made a part of my
secret?
She frowned.
Then let him, .
- Really while a girl crushes the balls you still can not think of his
feelings? - Did - You are such a sloppy girl, huh?
Emanuele wanted to contradict and to clarify things, and he also felt a
certain disappointment at the fact that she does not take seriously its
sensitivity, but found her adorable as she laughed, and laughed, too.
- Bring me a beer - Jessica said, returning to serious and bored shot.
- All right - he said, snapping and going to the kitchen.
How started walking, he heard that the testicles were some pain at every
step, and that those panties were still annoying.
If he slipped as he went into the kitchen. he wanted to wear men's
clothes, but had no time, had to take the bottle of cold beer to
Jessica.
When she returned, she was on the couch, and she was looking at her
mobile phone.
Emmanuel had forgotten video.
- Listen ... - nodded to say, but she motioned for him to sit beside
her, and showed him that he had done the shooting.
- I enjoy watching these videos - she said, and then looked at him.
Emmanuel tried not to look at all: she felt so ridiculous if only the
idea of ??doing those things, and having observed was perhaps a greater
torture than being crushed his testicles in the hands of a girl.
He could not bear the idea that someone else had seen him, and even
fewer could tolerate that video of him that made it ridiculous to be
saved somewhere, to be seen whenever she wanted, and exposed to the
potential risk of being shown to the whole world. He wished that all
traces of those times when he was playing dress up as a woman to
disappear, not only from the phone and from Jessica computer, but also
from his memory, and time itself.
Nothing had put him so uncomfortable.
Yet, when she looked at him that way, instead of telling her what he
wished he could only ask:
- So you care to keep them?
And as he reproached himself for being so stupid, she nodded.
- Do not be too much bother, right? - churches.
"It makes me want to disappear from the face of the earth," he thought.
- If you care so much ... - he said instead.
She put the phone back in his pocket, and gave him a slap on the thigh
left bare by the skirt.
- Thanks, you're a very nice young lady - she said smiling, and then
stood up, leaving him very disappointed at seeing her walking away to go
away - I'm going to look at my house. I'll be back as soon as I want to
have fun again.
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