The Infatuation Part 1 - Sex Stories

The Infatuation Part 1

... fence if you are going to keep doing this in your backyard.”

I didn’t know I had a hole in my fence. I looked down at his phone and saw myself just moments before Derrick knocked on my gate. I was naked, reading the book on my Kindle, and slowly stroking my erect penis.

“What do you want, Derrick?” I asked.

The boy gave me a smile like a villain from a movie whose master plot to take over the world was coming to fruition.

“I think you know what I want,” he told me.

I laughed this time. “That is not going to happen,” I assured him.

“I think it is. I think before we are done, you are going to do whatever I tell you,” he countered.

“I don’t think so. I think you are bluffing, anyway. You show those videos and people, including your parents, will know you're just a little pervert who likes transsexual porn,” I told him with confidence. “How would your friends like to find that out?”

Derrick chuckled again. “You think they would know I showed them. I made a dummy email account just for that purpose,” he told me.

Derrick again went to his phone and pulled up an email account, typed the email address to the homeowner’s association in the “To” field. I was calling his bluff and waited to see what he would do next. Derrick didn’t taunt me or try to bluff me before he was going to send the email. I now knew he was not bluffing.

“Wait, wait, wait,” I told him before he could press the send option. Derrick looked at me and smiled again. “What…I have some ...

... money,” I told him.

The boy shook his head. “I don’t need money. I need something else,” he told me.

I bit my lower lip and thought things over for a moment. I didn’t want people to see those videos, and I knew he was not bluffing. Derrick was right, it would not only humiliate me if people saw them, but they would think I was a sexual deviant and pervert. I knew I already had one strike against me. While people outwardly accepted I was transgender, I lived in a pretty conservative neighborhood.

“I’ll…I’ll give you a blowjob,” I told the boy. “But that’s all.”

Derrick chuckled again and stood up and faced me. He stood about a foot from my face and I looked down at his crotch. I could see he had an erection before I turned my head.

“Yes, you are going to do that, but you are going to do something else for me first,” he told me.

I looked up at him. “What?”

“I want to see your tits and your girl cock,” the boy told me.

I took a deep breath and nodded. I removed my bikini top and then hesitated. I didn’t want to remove my bottoms because my penis was erect and I didn’t want the boy to see me with an erection. I didn’t want him to think he was the one who made it hard. It was erect because of seeing myself on the video getting fucked.

“Lie down in the chair and take off the bottoms,” Derrick told me as he was staring at my breasts.

I took a deep breath, laid on my back in the plush lounge chair, and slowly pulled down the bikini bottoms. I sat up and ...