While boiling over

After chatting amiably for a little while outside the school, Lizzy headed off toward her Home in the opposite direction. Fran still hadn’t emerged, so Jesse and Suzy were left alone together once again. The two sissies walked arm in arm along the sidewalk, growing ever more comfortable in each other’s company. The more pampered of the two of them had insisted on escorting Jesse all the way to the station, ‘Just in case those nasty boys come back!’. He had waved to the waiting blacked-windowed car for it to crawl along behind, an imposing show of prestige.

“It’ll just be the driver inside… Daddy’ll be too busy to pick me up today.” The femboy assured the world at large. Looking very much like a movie star with his draped and trailing shawl and a pair of small, circular sunglasses. There was indeed no sign of any scruffy-clothed delinquents on their journey and Jesse was extremely grateful for the gesture. But the extra looks that the sleek, gleaming vehicle drew did not help his self-consciousness at the walking advertisements they had been crafted into. Suzy’s arm seemed to burn against his skin where they touched and he couldn’t help but keep flicking glances across at the soft-lipped smile of confidence his companion seemed to have regained.

The butt-plug that those painted fingertips had pushed inside him that morning had suddenly reminded him of its existence, having been simply absorbed into his general state of being for the rest of the day. The fact that its twin was undoubtedly still sending similar sensations spiralling up through his new friend with every step, now seeming far more important. The baking heat from the sun sent sweat trickling down the back of his neck and radiated up off the concrete towards his bare legs. Jesse had never really found himself prone to great bursts of horniness or barely restrainable urges… up till now most of his sexual experiences had purely been upon the whims of Betsy. Yet every aspect of the day and universe seemed to be adding up right now to send sparks crackling across the smooth surfaces of his skin. All he could do was try to hold on to this beautiful half-boy for dear life and try to nod along with every word he said.

Eventually, they reached the station. Suzy didn’t really seem to notice the struggles his partner in arms was having, or if he did… made no mention of it. He did, however, quite casually ask:

“Oh! Well done for keeping the plug in all day, by the way. See… you’ll be able to handle the bigger ones in no time! Do you want me to help you take it out now?”

Jesse looked around panickedly at the crowds bustling into the Maglev station ahead of its imminent arrival.

“N-no! It’s okay… I-I’d like to keep it in!”

Suzy beamed at this. Clearly proud of his little, anal-toy protege.

“That’s great! I knew you’d like it! Well I won’t take mine out either then… unless Daddy needs that hole, of course! We could see how long we can stay symmetrical!”

Jesse really didn’t want to talk about the lump of silicon inside of him anymore… nor imagine Suzy’s hands reaching down to pull it free amongst all these onlookers. His heart seemed to be beating way too quickly, and he just needed to do something before he ran for the cool of the carriages. In a flurry, he jumped forward and grabbed hold of the other boy’s face. Shoving his tongue into that warm, wet mouth in an echo of how he had been greeted that morning. Suzy seemed stunned, for a second… but then leaned into the kiss eagerly. Jesse felt the press of those breasts against his chest and an arm snaking around the small of his back. They stayed like that, mouths wrestling together, for a minute or more… until an automated voice informed them that doors would be closing soon. Jesse broke off and ran, heels and inserted toys be damned. While behind him Suzy was left standing alone on a staircase… blushing and panting a little as he stayed to watch the long, silver train speed off.