A Tale of Two Sissies by Satinslip
Discover 'A Tale of Two Sissies' by Satinslip, a captivating gay erotic sex story that explores desire, intimacy, and self-discovery. Dive into a world of passion and playful dynamics as two sissies navigate love and sensuality. Perfect for fans of LGBTQ+ literature and erotic storytelling!<br/>
Author’s Note- this story is a work of fiction. All the characters are eighteen or older unless noted otherwise.
This story contains scenes of non-consensual sex, incest, interracial sex, gay sex, forced feminization, abuse, and rough sex.
I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. –
SMACK!
My cheek stings from the big black teen’s blow.
Shocked into obedience I sink to my knees on the hard, tiled floor of the boy’s shower.
At eighteen, how could I imagine this would be the start to my last year of high school?
“Fuck you! I won’t!” I could hear Vic struggling somewhere behind me. He has been my best friend since childhood. We have been through a lot together. Even so, his trouble seems so detached from mine.
I feel a little dazed. Like this is all a dream. Or a scene in a play. The steamy high school shower, the four big black teens, Vic and me. Actors on a stage.
Water drips from the strong brown body of my attacker. It drips from his erect, nine inch dick. Off his full hairy balls. So close to my face now.
The water drips from my own puny form. My own limp, penis. Three inches when fully erect, right now it is a pathetic nothing compared to his.
The black boys of the school wanted to make a point. Vic and I are easy targets. Nerdy and slight, we definitely aren’t Alphas.
“Suck it bitch.” Jarome orders me.
I’m not gay, but I didn’t want to get slapped again. Tentatively I reach out. My fingers delicately wrapping around his warm cock. The first I have ever touched…Other than my own pathetic excuse for a penis.
I feel the velvety hardness of another boy’s dick as, behind me, I can hear them slapping Vic over and over. “Better make it good.” The black boy warns me. “Or you know what will happen.”
I lean in and press my lips against his big purple tip. I can feel just a little slimy liquid. Pre-cum, I realize. I stick out my tongue, tasting the bitter juice. I rub it around his tip for a moment. Then I lick my way down his hard shaft.
He moans as I lick him like a whore. Doing my best to act like the girls I’ve seen so often in porn videos. Treat it like a popsicle, I keep telling myself.
With a humiliated groan I open my lips. I really don’t want to do this. Licking it had been bad enough.
“Get suckin’ bitch.” Jarome orders.
I take the first couple inches in my mouth, and suck softly. Like you would to get whipped cream off your finger.
Another boy’s dick in my mouth.
I pull back and his cock comes out with a slight ‘pop!’
I feel panic at the thought of the terrible act I am committing. My wet body tenses up to run. “Mmn, that’s a good start, bitch. Looks like you a natural cocksucker.”
I look up his tall, dark body. Past his muscles, to see him looking down at me with a smirk.
The strength to flee drains away. Submissively, I lean back in and take his fuck rod back into my mouth. Suckling softly to please him. Please this black Alpha male.
I can feel my masculinity drain out of me. I shiver as my tongue caresses his big dick. I feel vulnerable and strange…docile.
“No! Please, I’ll do it. I’ll suck your cock.” I hear Vic beg.
I begin bobbing up and down on his dick. Taking it a little deeper each time. Stopping only when I start to gag. My hands wrapped around his hot shaft.
Out of the corner of my eye I can see Vic. Weeping, on his knees, just starting to take a black dick in his mouth. He grows quiet, but his wet body shivers as he takes a good length of cock.
One of the other boys strides over to where I’m sucking Jarome’s cock. I can hear him masturbating next to me.
Waiting his turn.
“Unh! That’s it white boi. You suck’n that dick real good.” My black abuser compliments me. He grabs my short brown hair. I think he’s close.
I pump the shaft of his dick as quickly as I can. Desperately trying to finish him before he decides to shove his cock down my throat.
I don’t think I could handle that.
“Unh! Unh! Fuuuck!” His warm cock pulses in my mouth as it shoots it’s jizz. Another boy’s cum on my tongue. In my mouth. At the back of my throat.
I gulp and swallow most of it. I can’t stop.
It‘s disgusting and slimy. And warm.
Barometer plus away, chuckling. His dick getting softer. Smaller. Still a giant compared to mine. “That’s a good bitch.” He pats my cheek. Almost affectionately. I hate myself for feeling a small amount of pride. A warm pleasure washing shamefully through me.
The other boy brushes the tip of his dick against my forehead as I turn to him. He grunts as he sprays string after string of his own hot jizz all over my face.
“Punk!” He grunts at me as he wipes his penis off in my hair. Then shoves me onto my back with his foot.
I look over at Vic. He is on his hands and knees coughing up jizz as the boys walk away, laughing.
We are alone in the shower room now.
With another boy’s cum on my lips, the tears finally fill my eyes.
I had never felt less of a man.
There has been racial tension in our town all summer. Leading into the school year.
Apparently a black boy named Clayton decided they would have to show the school who was in charge.
Starting with two wimps named Willard and Vic.
We didn’t talk about the shower incident, and apparently no one else did either.
Things seemed to get back to normal after a couple days.
Though I would wake up from the nightmare of a big dark snake heading toward my face nearly every night.
Then, once again in the locker room after gym. I am putting on my clothes when Clayton and his crew push Vic into the room.
He had gotten in the habit of not showering. Just ducking out of class early.
Jarome gives me a big smile.
“Ok, bitches. Lesson number two.” Clayton says. Pushing Vic toward me.
“Strip down to your panties.” We are ordered. Timidly we take our clothes off.
Soon we both stand docily in out tidy whities.
The black boys gather real close. “I want to see you two bitches kiss.” Clayton sneers.
Nervously I look at Vic.
I don’t want my first kiss to be with a boy. I also don’t want the shit kicked out of me.
Vic looks into my eyes. Obviously scared. We press our lips together, hoping it would be enough. Knowing it wouldn’t.
“Like you mean it.” The big black boy growls.
Vic’s tongue pushes between my lips as he puts his arms around me. I push back, our soft tongues writhing against each other.
Oh god, it’s another boy’s tongue in my mouth. This is my first kiss!
I feel Vic’s body pressed against mine. His hands on my back. His tongue in my mouth.
The black boys stand around us laughing.
“Now, I want you to stick your hands down each other’s panties. Grab each other’s pathetic little puds.” The big boy orders.
I place my hand against Vic’s tummy. He feels warm and soft. Slowly I slide it down, slipping into his underwear. I can feel his sparse pubic hair as my fingers find his warm crotch.
I know from seeing him in the showers that Vic has a small penis, like me. Now my fingers are wrapping around it. Gently squeezing my best friend’s little prick. tugging on it. It was already hard and eager. I can hear him breathe faster as I explored his cock.