The Joys of Sucking

I've been in a total fog since that check-up yesterday. When nurse Kara practically shoved me out of her office after tricking me into jerking her off, my butt felt so empty. The plug she gave me was heavy in my hands, and by the time I got back to my dorm room, it's all I could do to not cram it inside me. At first, I placed it on my dresser and simply looked at it. My heart was beating with my dwindling arousal and growing anticipation. I took my old plug from inside a drawer, standing it on the dresser next to my new one, simply taking it in. What am I doing...? Is this really worth it just for free school...? Yet the longer I stared, the harder my heart thumped in my chest. But... I want to cum... Slightly trembling, I dropped my skirt to the floor and grabbed the new black bulb. I bent over on my bed, chest pressed to the sheets like I was back in the doctor's office. I let out a shaky breath as I brought the wide plug toward my ass, sliding the smooth glass over my skin and slowly running it down. Down towards my still hungry hole.

Already I felt the difference between the old and new; the tip of this new plug was wider and more rounded. Not by a lot, but enough to find it doesn't just slip inside me like the old plug had started to do. I had to slowly twist it against my ring, adjusting my tightening entrance to the new visitor. Feeling comfortable in my isolated room, I let out soft moans as I relished the massage I was giving to my entrance. I never even noticed when my butt juices began to lubricate the tip of the plug, making the sensation all the more pleasurable. When I began to push, I bit my lip as I focused on relaxing my ass. The first inch or two of the plug slides past my lips with ease, but as the dryer parts of the plug reach my entrance, I found myself lightly twisting and pushing in and out, using my own slick sex to lubricate the glass. As I kept pushing, I felt the pressure of my hole being stretched, yet there was no discomfort. My ass still elastic from the gaping nurse Kara gave me, I felt myself give in easily to the width of the plug despite my ass trying to clamp down on it's fattest parts. When I felt it fully pop in, the glorious pressure of the plug pushed against my prostate. A pathetic whimper escaped my mouth as my back arched. The plug nudging against my button caused my ass to reflexively clamp down, pushing the plug ever so slightly harder against me. Over and over, girly little breaths left me as I was in a cycle of flexing my ass and leaking from my caged dick from the subsequent pleasure. After an agonizingly long minute, my ass stopped clamping down, tiring from the repeated motions. I slumped down to the floor as I panted. I could still feel the plug lightly pushing against my g-spot, but to my exhausted frustration, the pleasure stopped ramping and instead dwindled to a small, constant warmth. And there, the plug and it's infuriating pleasure has stayed.

Even now, I feel a ball of horny haze lingering behind my eyes as I sit in master Michael's history lesson. I pay little attention, as per usual, but this time I'm awake, more focused on the maddening sensation of the plug in my ass; it being ever so slightly angled forward due to the way I'm sitting and pressing just a little harder into my prostate. Whenever I shift in my seat, I feel it move and have to close my eyes, hoping no one is paying attention to my blushing face. Ugh, I don't know how much more of this I can take today...! I just want to go back to the dorm. At least there, I can take this torturous plug out for a minute and rest...

"Sam? Did you hear my question?" The jarringly deep voice of the thin professor Michaels jolts me to attention. My spine locks up in surprise and I nearly stand out of the fear of punishment that Delilah has instilled in me.

"Haah - I'm sorry master Michaels, I was thinking about last lesson. What was the question?" I feel another shift in my ass as I react to my singling out, the plug pushing against my button briefly but hard. I can feel a stream of precum start to trickle down my leg from the pressure in my butt, distracting me from from the class again.

"I said, what was the name of the futa independent mercenary group that proved futanari physical superiority during the Caribbean Mishap?" Michaels had repeated in his semi-monotone voice.

"Oh, uhm... Futa Ladies Force...?" I sheepishly respond, my voice barely audible as it echoes back to master Michaels.

"Incorrect again. I suggest you focus more on this lesson than the last, boy. The correct answer is rather comically, F.U.C.K, standing for..." Michaels continues his lecture as I lean back in my chair, thankful I'm no longer the center of attention. When my back arches against the shape of the chair, I feel the plug push a little deeper in me again, causing me to let out a silent hum of satisfaction. I can't focus at all like this... Maybe if I just... closing my eyes as I look down at my notebook, I pretend to write as I begin to lightly gyrate my hips. Immediately, the slight, circular movement is enough to nudge the plug back and forth inside me. Oooh, that's it... For a while I simply sit there, rocking in my seat as I pleasure my ass using my plug and trying not to make any noise. Unfortunately it's not enough. Starting to get frustrated, I pick up speed. My brain starts to shut out my surroundings, locking in on the eyewatering pleasure of the glass bulb pushing against my g-spot over and over. C'mon... Just a bit more... Just gotta find the right spot... Maybe if I move more... Without realizing, I've started biting my lip as I hunch forward, my chair creaking from my increasingly erratic movements.

"Sam! Please pay attention! I don't want to notify your dorm Mistress." Master Michaels calls to me again, causing my eyes to shoot open. This time, I really do stand out of anxious surprise, drawing even more eyes towards me than before. He tells me to sit down out of pity and exasperation. I sit again too quickly, causing my plug to make an audible *clack* against the chair as I plop down and I let out a squeak from the vibration in my butt. Fully frightened out of my lustful state, I'm able to pay some attention, though I feel completely humiliated knowing everyone probably knows what I was doing. I look around as I write my notes, hoping I'm wrong. What I find are a few boys giving the occasional glance towards me, but otherwise everyone has moved past my disturbances and returned to writing. Although there are a couple exceptions.

I spot one of my friends, Robin, also clearly not paying attention. Though to be honest, they rarely seem to absorb much at all during lecture, he's a bit of a bimbo. This time though, something is different. I recognize his half-lidded expression as he shuffles in his seat. No, not shuffling... rocking... is he also...? Just as I crane my neck slightly forward to get a better look, I spot him subtly stick a finger in his mouth before sliding it through the open gap across the chest we all have on our shirts. His big, puffy nipples are always visible through our skin-tight uniform tops, but right now they practically look like little tits as they press against the fabric. I think he's rubbing his nipple...! Once again distracted from lecture, my eyes lock on my friend across the room, clearly attempting to pleasure himself in class as his hips begin to rock a little harder. Is that what I looked like...? Oh god, how embarrassing...! Yet I find myself enthralled. I can't help but start to lightly rock my hips again in rhythm with his, biting the end of my pen to silence myself as my plug bumps against my prostate.

"Well, that's about all the time we have today. By Thursday I want you all to read up to chapter six. You are dismissed." Michaels voice raises in volume as he declares class to be over, pulling me out of my stupor. Both feeling ashamed and curious, I hide my face as I weave through the other boys who stand and gather their books, aiming to reach Robin. I reach him in time for him to gather his things and begin making for the door, so I casually sidle up next to him as we both walk together.

"Hey, uh... Do you feel any different today? Like, after the check-up or the treatment?" I wonder, probing for information from him without directly asking if he was masturbating just now.

"Oh, um... Yeah, I guess so. I mean, like, my nurse gave me a new plug since I got better faster than some other boys or whatever. I don't know. All I know is now I feel this lump in my butt and the plug pushes against it. It makes me feel all fuzzy inside." As Robin explains, his tone starts indifferent, but shifts into contemplative, as if he doesn't even fully understand what he's feeling.

"It's kinda nice though, I can't lie." He footnotes with a giggle.

"Oh, funny... I-uh, I got a new one too. It's been pretty distracting, honestly." I try and make conversation despite the horrifically lewd subject.

"Yeah, right? Who knew your butt could make you feel good. Although I still like it when I rub my nipples. I was even trying to do both just now, isn't that cool?" Robin continues as if unbothered by the whole situation, though I sometimes forget he was born and raised in futa society. I guess this stuff is less surprising to him... That, or he's just that dense... We walk together, idly chatting as the whole of the boy's dorm is escorted to our phys. ed class. Hopefully she'll just continue on the topic I missed yesterday...

When we arrived at Roxie's class, we were greeted by a surprise. We filed in past Roxie as per usual, this time wearing a cropped running jacket that revealed her chiseled abs. When I found my seat and looked forward though, I found a guest sitting in the corner of the room. A slim femboy with a shaggy blonde pixie cut was poised in his chair, back arched and legs crossed. I couldn't help but stare for a minute as I took in his appearance. His skin is fair and his lips are pink and plump, clearly glossed. In fact, he seems to be wearing a fair bit of make-up, though it comes off as quite pretty rather than garish. His outfit is quite strange as well; it appears to be a skin tight black leotard, holding close to his flat chest and toned stomach, without any sleeves and a diamond shaped hole in the chest like my uniform, though the cloth cuts off sharply at the hip such that it barely hides his crotch and probably rides up his butt like a thong. If his legs weren't crossed like that, I bet I would be able to see his bulge, clear as day...

Once the whole class sat down, Roxie jumped straight into her standard, slightly bored delivery.

"Welcome back, males. We'll be moving on from last lesson's material. Since some of you are still in recovery from your more intensive medical treatments, I managed to book one of your upper class-males to assist today rather than picking volunteers. We'll get to that in a bit, however. Open your texts to page 144, as we will be discussing the topic of pheromone activated pleasure zones in femboy anatomy." Roxie dips down to the desk beside her, plopping a textbook from one of the drawers on the tabletop and lazily flipping to her chosen page. The rustle of flipping paper flaps around the room as we follow suit, but I can't help but wonder at what our guest will be here to do. I'm getting a feeling today won't be like the boring lecture I missed last time...

For a good chunk of the lesson, Roxie walks us through the subject at hand. First reminding us that femboys are highly sensitive to the pheromones of other genders, she goes on to describe that once we come in contact with enough, we develop temporary areas of increased sensitivity on our bodies. Apparently even moderate exposure to an aroused futa is enough for the tops of our heads and our outer ears to activate more nerves or something, becoming lightly pleasurable when touched. The most surprising one though, is that it also happens to our tongues - the more aroused we get, the stronger the sense. At this, Roxie turns on the blank display screen behind her, showing large diagrams of these locations, along with other more rare ones that only some femboys get.

"As you can see, some boys acquire heightened sensitivity in their armpits, hands, feet, and butt cheeks. Nipples and the scrotum are still being looked into, as femboys already have naturally increased sensitivity in these areas equal to that of a futas, but even that can rise further in some cases. Today though, we're simply going to demonstrate my favourite one." Roxie raises her eyebrows as she finishes, turning her head to look at her assistant for today. At that signal, the femboy stands, revealing the surprisingly large bulge that presses through his black outfit. I squint as I watch him strut over towards Roxie at the front of the room, catching small glances of exposed skin beneath the crotch of his leotard, as if whatever he's packing is actually too large to be fully concealed by the fabric.

Somewhat tall for a femboy, Roxie still looms over him by at least a good foot as he walks up to her. Stopping just short of touching her, the femboy looks up into her eyes with an expression of hunger before slowly dropping into a deep squat. I notice now that he's wearing small black high heels as he spreads he knees for both Roxie and the class of enthralled younger femboys to see his rounded bulge. Grinning, he practically presses his face into Roxie's running shorts as he grabs them by the hem, slowly dragging them down her thighs as her sweaty horse-meat flops out - already hardening to half mast. When Roxie's cock pops out of her shorts, the femboy gives a squeaky giggle, placing his right hand on his spread open knee while using his left to slowly grab the base of her cock.

"As you can see, Felix here is an eager slut, and he loves to suck cock. Don't you, boy?" She looks from the class back down to the boy now massaging Roxie's length, speaking to him like a pet. Despite the demeaning tone, the boy only nods eagerly and smiles again as he hums in agreement. He twists his hand like a hand job pro, spitting on Roxie's wide red glans before twisting his hand up and down her full 11 inches. By then, her cock was fully in front of the boy's face and I can see him starting to blush with arousal. His mouth opens wide, eyes looking back up to Roxie as he jerks the tip of her cock in the direction of his drooling tongue. In one swift motion, the squatting femboy goes from lewdly playing with Roxie's cock to swallowing half of it with a loud slurp and a faint gagging noise. Already smelling the scent of sex wafting over from the two of them, the subtle heat of arousal inside me starts to grow all over again. I feel my mouth start to water as I watch the boy slide up and down Roxie's fat length, amazed at how easily he seems to take it. I can even see his throat start to bulge as he continues to dive further down her shaft with increasingly sloppy sounds emitting from his filled mouth.

"The sissy's tongue is now coated in my pheromones in addition to those he's already been exposed to. You can tell from his enthusiasm -" The boy lets out a long, low moan as Roxie speaks, reaching down to his exposed bulge as he begins to rub it with his free hand, causing Roxie to chuckle.

"- that he is experiencing pleasure. The sensitivity increase starts on the pad of the tongue, but as arousal increases it extends all the way down the throat to the very base of the tongue. That's why..." Roxie pauses, her voice straining as she suddenly palms the top of Felix's head and shoves her cock all the way into his mouth. He lets out a throaty gargling noise as his neck bulges with her girth before he pulls his clothes fully aside, revealing a large black plastic chastity cage and massive, swollen balls that are sticky with his own precum.

"...I like to call it a mouth pussy." Roxie finishes speaking with a gravelly tone, still palming the boy's head with one hand as she slowly starts to fuck his mouth. Felix's free hand starts to savagely rub against the plastic of his cage, his locked cock leaking like a faucet as he lets her ravage his throat. Hypnotized by the erotic sight, I start to rock back and forth in my seat again, letting my plug slide against my prostate every time I move forward. I wonder if my mouth can feel good... I'm only slightly pulled from my trance when I feel the tickle of drool cooling against my chin, causing me to wipe it away with a sleeve as I keep my eyes locked on the display at the front of the room. For a minute the two of them seem to work together, Roxie grunting as she lightly thrusts her hips while Felix dives his head up and down her length. The boy takes the hand that's been furiously rubbing his cage and begins to lightly slap his own balls, the wet orbs jiggling with every hit as he sucks with increased fervor. Does that... does that feel good too...? I feel my hand slowly start to creep towards my own crotch before I am startled to a halt, a loud slurping noise filling the room as Felix's plump lips disconnect from Roxie's dick.

"Now that he's good and warmed up, he can almost orgasm just from giving a blowjob. It doesn't even have to be a futa that he's blowing. For example - you there, stud, come up here." Roxie points to a stud sitting silently in the back as she slaps the side of her cock against the slobbering mouth of the femboy still kneeling in front of her, panting from both arousal and regaining his breath. I tear my eyes away from the two to see the stud walk forward, a cocky and satisfied grin on his face as he already starts undoing his pants. By the time he gets to the front, his cock is already out and hardened to 9 inches. The stud steps to the right side of the squatting boy oggleing the male approaching him, licking his lips before reaching for the new cock for him to suck. The stud barely even stops before the femboy dives onto it and begins to slobber over the comparably smaller, yet still massive dick. Unsure of what to do with himself, the stud simply stands there as his cock is swallowed whole, holding his hands behind his back as he lets out small, manly moans. It doesn't take long for Roxie to get impatient however, and like a lion taking it's share of the hunt, she grabs Felix's head again and turns him back to face her throbbing rod before shoving it down his throat.

The next few minutes are straight out of a porno - Felix's leaking cock drooling on the floor as he is traded back and forth between two massive dicks, gagging and slurping on them as his two dominators grunt and moan in turn. The air in the room is hot and heavy as the rest of us observers are silent. At least, mostly silent. The creak of a chair scratching against the floor is enough to startle my attention away from the suck fest as I look to my left. What I find is the blue-haired boy in our dorm, his eyes squeezed shut as he violently gyrates his hips against his chair, silently panting as a steady stream of clear fluid dribbles down from beneath his skirt. I bet he has a new plug too... he must be so horny... I then hear a breathy moan to my right as I spot Robin again. This time he has fully pulled one of his puffy nipples out of the gap in his shirt and is twisting and pulling it, his eyes half lidded as his attention is fully locked on the three at the front of the room. I continue to glance around the room in between stints of watching the loud sucking ahead of me, noticing more and more of the boys are desperately trying to hide the fact that they are trying to pleasure themselves to the show. I bet they wish they were Felix right now... I think I do too... b-but Roxie's position seems nice... I start to think I hear the slick noises of a cock being rubbed behind me, though I know the only people who could be doing that are the other studs.

Before my will breaks and I turn to look for who, I hear the stud at the front of the room let out a loud series of moans. Turning my attention back, I see as Felix leaps onto his dick and slides to his base before swallowing several times, the stud's head reared back as his muscles rhythmically flex his obvious orgasm. When the cum-hungry femboy finally pulls back, the stud's cock flops free with a wet pop before he opens his mouth wide to Roxie, showing he drank every drop.

"Good boy, Felix. Now class, take this as a lesson: good sissies always swallow. Now repeat that, so I know you heard me!" Roxie shouts at us as she still holds Felix's head in her hand, her cock starting to soften as it twitches in the open air. The minds of every boy in the room are too fogged with arousal to argue, myself included, and we all mimic back the demeaning words in unison.

"Good sissies always swallow." I hear my voice say. I still hear the slick movements behind me before they suddenly stop, and a faint new smell fills my nostrils paired with a deep voiced sigh. I don't know what that is, but it smells tasty... I feel dizzy as I continue to sit in my chair, overwhelmed by the smells, the sights, and my own savage arousal. I even watch as the Felix boy, still squatting at Roxie's feet, leans towards her softening cock before she swats his head away with the back of her hand.

"I didn't tell you to suck, slut. Now get out of here. Go join the service club or something." Roxie says under her breath to the boy, clearly done with him.

"Alright, that's enough for today. I'll see most of you tomorrow for gym. We'll be doing deep squats and work on those thighs." She says as she loudly claps her hands, snapping most of us out of our collective stupor. Furiously horny, I stand up and realize my ass was leaking so much as to cause my butt cheeks to stick to the chair. The embarrassment isn't enough to turn me off, but it is enough to spur me out of the room in a hurry. Thankfully we have relief lessons today. Maybe I'll get to put something big in my ass... I mean, unless they let my dick out, obviously... y-yeah...