Yes

The Amazon sent one last sultry glance backwards at andy as she sauntered naked across the room; bending at the waist to retrieve something from the floor. He couldn't resist staring at her huge, heart-shaped brown ass and glistening purple folds. Some small part of him wishes he had taken advantage of his earlier opportunity to fuck her sweet snatch again. Now that she sees him as a submissive bottom, he worried she'd never again see him as man enough to fuck her. She straightened up, eyeing him with a possessive smirk. Yes; from now on it was clear that he was definitely the feminine partner in their relationship. She tossed a small pair of plain boyshorts to her pale sissy.

"Get a good night's rest honey. You're in for a a big day cleaning tomorrow!" She giggled teasingly, walking from the room and into the hall. Andy pulled on the tight underwear, which extended less than an inch down his creamy thighs. He stood up, quickly arranging the sheets on her bed. It wouldn't do to leave the room a complete mess.

Feeling somewhat satisfied with the appearance of the room, andy walked into the hall naked except for his tiny shorts. The door to the bathroom was already shut, and the shower was running. The door to the vice president's room was open, and there was clearly no one inside. On a closer listen, he could hear whispers and giggles inside the shut restroom. Doubtless the slender asian VP and the amazon president were sharing a steamy lesbian shower; probably also gossiping about their girly buttboi.

The door to both the redhead's and the couple's rooms were shut, and the sounds of sex emanated from them. The cruel, fiery demoness had been getting pounded by her hulking black bull of a boyfriend for the last two days, and showed no sign of slowing down. Andy had only glimpsed the chiseled form of Tyrone a few times, but those glances had been enough to make him melt to his core. Sissys always loved bulls, but it was well known that the darker a black bull was, the larger their cock and the better their stamina.

Bimbos were the same way: all of the girls in the house, regardless of other relationships, would drop anything to get pounded by a giant obsidian horsecock. From what he had heard, there would be plenty of fat black meat to go around once the sorority started recruiting new girls. For now, the whole gang's jungle fever was being serviced by Tyrone and a small group of his homies, along with a few visiting athletes and friends of the amazon. When he was alone late at night, Andy couldn't help imagining the deep ebony Ty giving the kind of pounding only a BBC can to the alabaster-skinned, fox-haired, freckled goddess; while the whole time she insulted and mockingly compared him to her superhuman lover in between squirting orgasms. Remembering the fantasy image made him leak his infertile pre-cum like a fountain into his tiny shorts.

At the next door, the sounds of slapping flesh and feminine cries indicated that the couple were engaged in one of their favorite pastimes. The dominant Goth mistress was clearly pounding her submissive blonde girlfriend with one of her huge black horse-cock strap-ons! Andy had sometimes been **** to watch this while alternatating between licking their clits and assholes. He was not allowed to touch himself, and the goth gave him hard slaps if his hands dipped beneath his own waist.

He proceeded down the stairs, down the hall to the laundry room and the matress he sleep on with bitchy. By now they had earned sheets which (though worn and cum-stained) covered all except Bitchy's protruding head. Even in the dim light, andy could tell that the blonde sissy's hair had been braided into two tight pigtails that were secured with pink bows; it made him look like a sheltered adolescent girl. Through the shadows he could see that Bitchy's eyelashes were distinct and much longer than usual. The unfamiliar definition on his dainty features confirms Andy's suspicion: the little slut was wearing makeup! But damn if he didn't look cute... Andy quietly lifted the covers and slipped in. To his surprise, the other sissy was not asleep, and and rolled over to embrace him.

As Andy pulled back the covers to hop into bed, he let out an excited gasp at his fellow sissy's appearance. The curvy Bitchy wass dressed in nearly see-through pink frilly panties, adorned with a pattern of embroidered roses. Above this the girlish whiteboi was wearing a girly bubblegum pink nightie; it was also translucent and completely exposed Bitchy's tiny titties and wide twerking butt. Even in the dim light of the room, Andy noticed his companion had thick, slutty make up on. He toyed innocently with the end of one of the pigtails in his shoulder-length golden yellow locks. Bitchy's tiny clit didn't even make a strong outline in his lacypanties; if Andy didn't know him he would have mistaken the femboi for a teen girl trying way to hard to get some dick.

As they snuggled close together, Andy immediately found himself overcome with desire. "Hey Baby. Have a fun night? " Bitchy greets andy and snuggles with him. Excitedly whispering the short version of his earlier experience, the two cuddle and lightly hump together. Andy notices that the girly-boy's unblemished skin is slick and slightly sticky, and he just smells super sexy. His words were obviously arousing Bitchy, and unbeknownst to him, the sticky fluid coating his friend was emitting pheromones which were also driving him to sexual frenzy.

They often cuddled like schoolgirls on a sleepover; and just like schoolgirls it frequently became more than just cuddling. Bitchy wrapped his slender arms around Andy, turning toward him and pulling him in for a deep kiss. Their tongues danced and their lips mashed together. Andy had never seen bitchy so ****, but quickly became equally aroused. They often shared erotic moments like this, but this time there was something different about the taste of the kiss they shared. It tasted tangy, bitter, salty, and sweet. But the overwhelming muskyness was what really made his dicklette throb. When Andy got his first taste, he instantly knew he needed more.

"What the hell have thou been up to?" Andy asked. The blonde sissy got a far-off look in his eyes. "I spent it with that redheaded bitch!" He exclaimed, then quickly clamped his mouth shut like he had realized he'd said too much. "Well? What happened?" Andy excitedly asked him; sensing he'd stumbled knto something he wasn't supposed to know.

Bitchy shook his head softly "I just had a little... lesson... with the mistress and her big black bull. I learned alot." His expression was distant and lost in thought. He again attacked Andy's lips, eager to end the conversation.

The two sissies embraced as though they were first loves, both panting and mewling like horny teens. They broke their kiss slightly; "look at these prude-ass boyshorts you got on! What are you, a nun?" Bitchy giggled, running his fingers along the elastic band of Andy's thin garment. "Shut up you fucking whore!" He slapped one of Bitchy's jiggling white ass cheeks, drawing a ln excited yelp from the bottom-heavy whiteboi.

"Besides... Just cause I'm not always jumping on dicks..." Andy taunted, sticking out his agile pink tongue. Bitchy grabbed ahold of the back of his head, sucking his tongue deeply. As they broke their kiss, bitchy looked deeply into andy's eyes. "Maybe you just haven't found the right dick." At this comment Andy blushed and looked away, but bitchy took ahold of his chin and drew him in for another deep kiss which lasted several seconds. "I'm serious honey. Any bull or bimbo would love to get their hands on a thin little girlieboi like you." He said softly, his hands running slowly over andy's curves and his lips almost touching his fellow sissy's.

"I don't know Baby... this is all so confusing..." Andy whispered, afraid of what might happen. Bitchy guided him in for a deep kiss. "Listen Honey, if you just put in a little effort into looking sexy you would be drowning in all the cock and pussy." The two descended into immature giggling. Andy bit his lip, before giving in and slipping from bed to pad over to their shared dresser. He looked in Bitchy's drawer, digging through the feminine garments. Andy soon took out a pair of powder blue panties with lace edging and slid them on over his microscopic weewee. His skin raised in goosebumps when he felt the material against his skin, and he ran back to bed.

The two quickly got back into their intense kissing session, squeezing and rubbing their hands all over each other. As they hump together, their flat stomachs pushing against each other as their mouthes duel for dominance. The curvy girly Bitchy with the bubble butt, indistinguishable from his figure to all the world from a soccer or gymnastics loving female athlete. And the waifish, teenagirl-next door Andy; who could pass for a shy, home-schooled freshman. The two were now kissing and touching each other like they were drunk sorority girls being cheered on at a party. They typified whitebois in the post Black-Out world Order.

As the two got even more into their make-out session, their hands explored each other freely. Bitchy ran his hands over Andy's almost-flat but extremely sensitive titties. With each hand he pinched a nipple, making Andy squeel in pleasurable pain. The brown haired sissy returned the favor by sucking enthusiastically on his blonde counterpart's developing A-cups.

At the same time Andy squeezed and kneaded Bitchys ass like two huge lumps of dough. The pinching in his nipples was sending bolts of lightening racing to Andy's rhythmically clenching butt in memory of the pleasure his curvy black mistress had given him there. With the tip of one finger, he began to slowly trace circles around his sissy sister's asshole. He runs his other hand around a curvaceous hip and then between a pair of thick thighs. What he found there was enough to make even him giggle.

Bitchy's dick had shrunken to a less than one inch, bump-like clit; only the head is visible even though he was totally 'erect'. As he made contact through the fabric, he drew a surprised gasp from Bitchy. Andy had never seen him play with his little pee-pee, even after the most intense teasing sessions. In fact, he realized that his fellow sissy had seemed to totally ignore his own almost nonexistent penis and nearly internal balls since he had begun his feminine transformation.

With this in mind, andy ran two dainty fingers down over the crown to gently grip each side of the slightly firm shaft. It was less than an inch long, barely enough room to stroke. Every tiny movement he made on the tiny clit or puckered ass made bitchy vibrate and mewl. As he slowly pushes one slender finger into the clenching hole, he moves his hand in tiny motions. As he worked, Andy sucked and bit the girlyboi's neck, surely leaving a trail of hickies. Bitchy moaned loudly, making andy worry he'd wake up the whole house. After a few seconds it was all the way in, and he curled his finger against Bitchy's full prostate in time with pumps of his hand.

The girlish sissy couldn't take it long, and after just five strokes his body goes stiff. He bit Andys shoulder as he squirted. He soaked through his panties, making a wet spot with the slick fluid. Andy was amazed that bitchy came from so little stimulation, squirting through his clothes and drenching both him and andy.

Andy could feel Bitchy's butt gripping and massaging his finger with pulsating contractions. He shuddered to imagine how good that would feel rippling around his dicklette. Even though they hump together, andy can't orgasm, but is contented to have pleased his partner; like a submissive girl. The two rest snuggled together for a few minutes, and Andy could have sworn he heard Bitchy whispering "God I love you so much..." When Andy tried to question him, he's fallen asleep. After a few more minutes, Andy joined him.