Shamed into passion

The sissy had had a little trouble rousing himself, to begin with… Being so used to Betsy taking such matters into her own hands. The chorus of gasps and moans that started around them, and the expectant eagerness on his partner's face, sent embarrassed shivers up his back. What if he couldn’t get it up, or in? ...And was instead left trying to mash his useless, flaccid meat against Lizzy’s inevitable disappointment? Memories of looking around after that tall, mesmerising senior had slid the first metal plug into his ass resurfaced. He didn't want to be the slowest and least experienced in all things.

His friend pulled her own knees open wide as he rubbed his meagre manhood against her outer folds. Somehow, focussing on those thoughts of shame and humiliation helped. Imagining all those pitying eyes watching him grind away at his own base failure as a man. Imagining letting down all the glinting anticipation that was palpably visible in Lizzy’s eyes. The thought of failing to please her scraped against his very heart, yet the red-faced emasculation that would bring almost seemed to draw him on. Suddenly his little penis was throbbing with turgid valor. Jesse just squirmed with the implausible sensation that everyone around would see into his heart and realise what had actually set it off. He hurried to bury himself inside the girl, more to hide than anything else.

The motion of sliding into Lizzy was actually surprisingly frictionless. Jesse had expected to find the inner passages of such a small and slim girl to be tight and restrictive… but then he thought back to how casually she had talked about being fucked by several men at once over lunch. Another indication that it was his still-present virginity that was rare among this class of those **** to please. Most of the others had probably been claimed by one lover or another the moment they came of age… and passed around half their Home by the time they'd graduated from basic education. He listened to the happy sigh of her breath as he delved straight to all the depth he could muster. She pulled him down into a sweet kiss, smiling through it as his hips began to move.

“I’ve wanted to know what this might feel like ever since I first saw you…” She whispered in his ear… giggling like it was a secret she could only now tell him. The hidden language of one shy thing on the playground as she braided the other’s hair. Lizzy had always hung back a little, in their group… seeming the only creature less sure of herself than Jesse was. He felt connected to her now, in that. As if they were the only two people in the world.

Of course, that illusion was quickly shattered… by a fanfare of shocked-sounding moans one desk over. Suzy seemed to be driving himself into Fran with a fury and passion possessed. The other young woman was gripping the wooden surface she was bent over with knuckles turning white. Her knees buckling and tongue lolling with every thrust from the other sissy. A wide smile was pinned to her face though, and she soon noticed the drawn attention of her next-door lovemakers.

“H-He’s s-uh-so *Ah!* g-Good!” She gasped, barely able to get the words out between thudding insertions. “L-little Suzy’s a- eeeh, yes! A fuck-fucking cock-genius!”

She hardly seemed to be making much sense anymore, but kept babbling anyway. Waxing poetic about the delights she was experiencing as the desk rattled forward on its legs.

“Youhear that, lovevevely? I’ve boooh-b-been fucked by atleast th-three, th-three guys everynightand… AND none of them are HALF as-as good as-as youuuuuoof! Orgotasniceapairoftits!”

Suzy himself seemed avidly determined to ignore everything his current partner was saying… and instead just focus solely on the task of carving the shape of her into the desk she was being driven against. Jesse could only look on in amazement and disbelief… until he noticed the other sissy’s eyes were locked onto his. Something in that stare brought back all the feelings of inadequacy and doubt. Sure that he could never bring himself up to the level of pumping blood and passion required for that kind of penetration. Yet, of course… that also made his own cock twitch and throb again inside of Lizzy… demanding that he at least try to make a start on earning her an orgasm. He turned away from the other two pounding bodies, and set to work slapping his own hairless ball sack against his soft-skinned classmate.