To aid in one's studies

The first to pluck up the courage was a very short hermaphrodite of presumably Indian descent, but with a bleached-white shock of bobbed hair. She wandered over clasping one arm anxiously at the elbow by the other. Yet her rather impressively straining erection gave away exactly what had driven her forward. Anita, no... Binita was her name, Jesse thought. Turning around at her polite, little cough to find her so close that his own drooping excuse of a manhood was almost touching hers.

“Ahem… Err hi… Um, Jesse… Hi… Well done on losing your… you know… ummm”

The sissy shuffled awkwardly himself. Making a fine, blushing dance between the two of them. He struggled to look her in the eye… but if he didn’t all he could stare at were a pair of perky brown tits, or that twitching penis below. It was… bigger than Suzy’s, and yet somehow seemed feminine in the way it smoothly curved up out from between her labia. The mind of a newly christened sextoy couldn’t help but jump toward considering whether it might taste or feel different, sliding it’s way into his…

She kept talking, clearly just trying to fill this void that seemed to contain every ear in the room, listening intently. “Sooo… Miss Daisy said we should… um… help you… and I was wondering if maybe-?”

That was as far as she got, before there was a blur of movement separating the two of them. Suzy was suddenly there, reaching out to grab the head of the girl’s cock… not tightly, but sternly and dismissively. An obvious act of simply removing the thing from Jesse’s vicinity. The femboy seemed to stare this trespasser down with razor intensity for half a minute before he could even find the words to get rid of her.

“No! ...I mean… Me and Jesse had already arranged for me to 'help' him… today. Right Jesse?”

The target of two affections felt a little guilty to be put upon the spot like that… He didn’t want to seem rude to this other classmate who had plucked herself up to come and ask. And that little itch of curiosity within him at the thought of learning how any one phallus might differ from another was only growing. But… Suzy was waiting pleadingly for his support. He couldn’t let that beautiful creature down. Jesse gave a little half-nod and apologetic smile to this new propositioner.

She tried to take that in stride… avoiding the burning glare of one sissy as she continued speaking to the other.

“Oh, okay! That’s fine… Maybe tomorrow then? Or whenever… I’d just really like to, um, help.”

She had already started to turn around and leave... but it seemed like Suzy suddenly had something to prove. He kept hold of her penis for a moment, as if forgetting he had hold of it. While at the same time pushing his body in close behind Jesse’s. The set upon femboy had just about time to ask:

“Suzy what are you-?”

Before he found himself pressed up tightly against the cold glass of his locker’s mirror and recognising the unmistakable sensation of his friend lining up a swollen bellend against his sphincter. He barely had time to doubt that Suzy would really just stick it in here and now… before it happened! He was left panting and holding on to the shaking and clattering locker door as the other sissy began thrusting with all that jealous and defensive energy that had clearly overwhelmed him. Jesse couldn’t help but feel like the fact that the other slut had purchased his first time had now set a precedent he might not be able to escape. Yet, he too had felt the urge to have that cock inside him again, simmering just beneath their every touch. He just had not even imagined that it might happen in a busy entrance hall, surrounded by their watching peers.

He heard a gasp… and could just about look over his shoulder to glimpse Binita. Suzy still had some loose grip on the tip of her cock, yet she had only joined that touch with a double-fisted grasp of her own. It had been obvious she was already at her wits end of horniness before approaching… Jesse wondered if she had been edging herself onwards toward that decision ever since the morning announcement. Now stood there, on the sidelines… even as she witnessed someone else earning her wish… the gender-straddling slut couldn’t help but join in and acquire some relief. All around them, at the edges of his vision… the femboy observed a similar widening of knees and stroking of clothing. They were all trainee slutwives after all. Pumped full of hormones, mood-adjusters and aphrodisiacs then sent to sit and stumble around each other in short, short skirts and lessons on how to please and tease.

As he felt himself approaching a moaning, spurting climax from the friend thrusting through his rectum… Jesse realised that this second week was just going to be the real start of his studies at Stanfield’s Academy. They were settled in now. A whole class at the ready to spread apart their smart, black heels. This would not be the last time he found himself being fucked before them all… Nor would Suzy be able to hold sole claim to that joy for long. This was his life now. He may as well just arch his back and enjoy it. A spray of milky-white fluid flew out across the dappled sunlight... and he couldn't even tell if it was his or someone else's.