Date: Sat, 25 Jul 2009 19:36:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: Fran Sissy <fransissy56@yahoo.com>
Subject: School Daze 1

Sissy School Daze
by fransissy56

This story is purely a work of total fiction and the product of my fanciful
mind. If the concept of teen boys in lingerie doing lewd things offends
you, please read no further.

Chapter 1: Newby at Brockton School

	When my Mom said I'd be attending a boys boarding school I liked
the idea of getting away from my older sisters, girl scouts, and all that
went with it. My mom was divorced and I was the youngest of four kids. I
just turned 12 right before leaving for school. My sisters were 13, twins
at 15, and my oldest sister at 17. It was Fall of 1965 when I walked into
my dorm room the first time and saw Jack unpacking his stuff.
	"You must be Tim," he grinned as he continued to unpack. "I'm
Jack."
	"Yeah, nice to meet you Jack." I smiled back as I put my suitcase
on the bed. I learned that Jack had an older brother at school in the 11th
grade.
	It was great those first two weeks. I had what felt like a brother,
and after being around all those girls, I loved it here at Brockton. I had
to adjust to the system, as a seventh grader I was in the first form and
the seniors were in the sixth. They were a stern lot, enforcing school
rules and caining a bad boy's butt as needed. If you obeyed the rules there
was no problem, or so it seemed.
	Most of the staff were male teachers, but there was the school
nurse Miss Windome, who was about 45, the art teacher Miss Canfield, she
was in her late thirties. The only other women on campus with 130 boys were
faculty wives and several daughters. My French teacher and house master for
my dorm, Mr. Howe was 35. His wife Sandy was his second marriage and she
was only about 25, and mother to Becky Stark, his 15 year old
stepdaughter. The guys all likes seeing those two in the dining hall each
night. Becky wore the latest miniskirts of the day and her mon's skirts
were barely longer. There were lots of horny boy boners under the tables
seeing them, catching an occasional beaver shot of shiny panties,
garterstraps and nylon tops. Becky was a tease, she knew she made the boys
cocks hard and loved the power it gave her.
	By the third week I was getting really horny. Afterall, I'd been
squirting my hard cock daily for almost a year, and two weeks in the life
of a horny 12 year old boy is very long. At night I'd roll over in my bed
and feel my six inch cock throbbing in my hand, but I dare not stroke it
for fear I'd be caught. That night I was lying there squeezing my hard cock
thinking about the two weeks I had to spend at my sister's summer girl
scout camp. Memories helped keep me hard and leaking.
	I desperately wanted to stroke it when I heard a rythemic squeaking
coming from Jack's bed. It didn't take much imagination to guess what he
was doing. It seemed his hand succumbed to his needy boy cock. I reached
over quickly and turned on the light and saw his arm moving in time with
the squeak. Suddenly he grabbed his covers and pulled them up.
	"Hey Jack!" I whispered, "What's that you're doing?"
	He faked sleeping but I knew better. I slid out of bed, my sleeping
shorts tenting from my already horny cock. I went to his bed and asked
again, "Hey Jack, what are you doing there?"
	No answer, so I reached over and yanked the sheet back and gasped
at what I saw! Jack was wearing a pair of girls pink shiny bikini panties,
pulled aside, his large cock was out, but it was wrapped in another pair of
pink nylon panties. "Wow!" was all I could manage.
	Jack looked at me, flushed with embarassment, "Please don't tell
anyone," he pleaded with moist eyes and flushed cheeks. But despite his
embarassment his cock seemed to actually get bigger. I stared at it and
found myself wanting to touch it.
	"Don't worry Jack, I won't tell anyone," I sat next to him, "It's
OK."
	Jack calmed down and let me pull the covers back and gasped again
when I saw the pretty panties. Then I looked into his eyes and smiled, "Do
they feel good on you?"
	"Oh yesssss," he sighed, relieved I wasn't going to cause trouble.
	"Whoes panties are they?"
	Jack smiled broadly and said, "I'm wearing a pair of Becky's
panties and I'm stroking my cock with a pair of her Mom's."
	My eyes widened and whispered again, "Wow!"
	He looked over and saw that my shorts were still tended and then
back to my eyes and smiled. "Looks like you're horny too."
	"Yesssss," I hissed acknowledging how horny I really was.
	"You wanna try on Mrs's. Howes panties?"
	"Yeah!" I said quickly, as I pulled off my shorts. I was dying to
try them on. I'd caught a few beaver flashes from her and thought they may
be one of the panties I saw on her. As I pulled them up my legs I got that
familiar feeling. I tingled and my cock throbbed extra hard as they slid
silkyly up my now trembling thighs. I sighed and Jack looked closely at me.
	"Have you done this before?" he asked quietly.
	Now it was my turn to flush red, but the memories and the feeling
of the panties on my aching cock made me even harder.
	"Gee, to think we lost two whole weeks not knowing about each
other!" he giggled, feeling relaxed with me knowing I too was a panty
boi. I shivered at the idea of his warm pantied body touching mine. Our
panties rubed together at our hips, and the next thing I knew my mouth was
fused on his as he climbed on top of me. Our pantied cocks drooling and
throbbing as we ground our hips together and fell into a deep lustful
tongue kiss. We moaned into each other's mouth and I felt his pink pantied
ass. We squirmed and began to whimper, losing ourselves in horny panty boi
sex.
	I had just reached for his hard pantied cock when the door burst
open and there stood our hall monitor, John and his room mate Frank. "Well
look at that Frank!" John teased.
	"Yeah, a pair of panty boi sissies making out wearing panties!"
Frank laughed.
	"Get back in your bed Tim you sissy faggot!" The hall monitor
snapped off the light. "I don't want to hear anything coming from your
room!" He slammed the door. Jack and I lay ther in the dark, still wearing
silky panties with hard cocks. Still very horny, but we dare not disobey
because we already knew we were in trouble now.

	The next morning after breakfast Mr. Howe came to our room with a
very serious look on his face. We stood as he told us what he heard last
night and that he was reticent to tell our parents since we were such new
students and all. He then stood up and put his hands on our shoulders,
patting us and said, "I know new boys are loney, and I know you're all very
horny. Afterall, I used to be a horny teen too. So, I want you two to come
over to my apartment after dinner tonight and we'll talk about this some
more. With that he turned and left our room. We stared at each other in
relief, but were still nervous about having to discuss it later in his
apartment.
	At dinner that night Mr. Howe and his family weren't at dinner,
much to the disappointment of many horny boys. We were told that we were
supposed to come over after dinner and that they had decided to stay home
in preparation for our visit.
	We were very nervous as we walked to the Howe's front door. "Gee
Tim, I hope he doesn't bring up last night again," Jack said. "I'm afraid
I'll get a a big boner thibking of last night."
	I looked at him and the very mention of our night made me throb in
my underware. "You're right Jack, 'cause I already have one!" I pointed to
my tenting slacks just as the door opened and there stood Becky, light
streaming out making my hand pointing to my hard cock highly visible.
	"Daddy!" Becky called over her shoulder, "you're new students are
here."
	"Let them in and show them to the living room," Mr. Howe called out
from the other room.
	"This way," Becky motioned and we followed. I stared at her round
little ass filling her tight blue miniskirt. Her white blouse was thin
enough I could see the outline of her bra against her back. Her legs were
covered with silky pale blue nylons and black heels. With her in front of
me I didn't have any chance of my cock getting soft.
	"Sit down you two, my Dad will be here in a minute." Becky sat on
the chair across from us and crossed her leg slowly. We could see right to
her pale blue panties as one nyloned leg folded over the other. She looked
at us and giggled.
	"Becky?" came Sandy's voice from another room.
	"Yes Mommy?"
	"Come here and help me and leave those poor boys alone!"
	"OK Mommy," Becky slowly stood, giving us another beaver shot. She
giggled and left the room.
	I looked at Jack and he looked at me. "Wow Tim..."
	I just stared back nodding my head.
	"What a hot li'l chick!" Jack exclaimed as he felt his hard cock.
	"Well boys," said Mr. Howe as he came in the room. "I'm glad you
came over tonight." He sat down in the chair Becky formerly occupied.
	We shifted nervously, waithig to see what he'd say.
	"As your house master it's my job to make sure you new boys adjust
to being away at school. I know that two cute boys get horny and naturally
want to help each other." We both flushed red. "That's what the monitors
said you two were doing. But they said there was something else..."
Mr. Howe's words trailed off and he looked seriously at us, like he could
see right through our clothes. "What else did John and Frank report to me
about what they saw last night?"
	We stammered nervously knowing he was referring to the panties.
	"Come on boys, honesty is the best policy."
	I looked at the floor and finally said, "We were wearing girls's
panties." I flushed a deep red.
	Mr. Howe looked at Jack. "Is that right?"
	"Y...y...yes Mr. Howe."
	"I think you're forgetting an important piece of information Jack,"
Mr. Howe pressed. When Jack remained silent Mr. Howe asked, "Where did you
get those panties Jack?"
	I watched Jack squirm in his seat, looking at his feet he barely
said, "I got them off Mrs. Howe's clothline..."
	"She was wondering what happened to a pair of her panties and
Becky's panties got off to," Mr. Howe said. "Now we know where they
went. Ok boys, now that we got that straight come on into my study."
	We followed Mr. Howe into his small study where Mrs. Howe and Becky
already sat watching us enter the room. He came between his wife and
daughter and turned toward us and said, "These boys have a confession to
make."
	I thought my kneew would buckle under the embarassment. Jack was
trembling visibly.
	"Jack, you must tell Mr's Howe what you did."
	Jack looked down, his shoulders hunched, "I...I...took two pair of
panties from your closeline Mrs. Howe."
	Becky giggled as she looked at Jack's nervousness. Her mon looked
at Jack also and asked, "Why did you take them?"
	He waited a moment then stammered, "I couldn't help myself
Mrs. Howe. I saw them fluttering in the breeze, those two little shiny pink
panties." Jack slowly looked up. "They were so, so pretty."
	Mrs. Howe smiled. "Are you telling me Jack that my panties excite
you?"
	"And mine too?" Becky blurted out.
	"Shhhh Becky," her Dad said.
	"Yes, Mrs. Howe. Sometimes I look up at your table and can see your
panties..."
	"Why the lil pervert!" Becky giggled.
	"You are a very naughty boy indeed to be looking up my dress and my
daughter's dress too. Such a bad boy seeing our...unmentionables!"
	I squirmed, which was noticed by Mrs. Howe. "And you Tim, you were
wearing my panties when the monitors caught you kissing Jack." Becky
giggled mercilessly.
	"Yes Mrs. Howe." I said quietly.
	"They're just horny lil panty sissy bois Mom!" Becky said matter of
factly. "Little perverts stealing and wearing our lil pink shiny panties!"
	"Yes you are right Becky," Mrs. Howe said looking at her daughter
giggling. She looked back at us, "You are horny lil sissy perverts!"
	We didn't know what to say or do. I must have been scarlet and my
knees trembled as I felt their eyes on me. There was a period of silence in
which we grew even more nervous.
	Finally Mrs. Howe broke the silence. "Naughty bois must be properly
punished!" she said sternly, scaring us a little. "So, if you would steal
our panties and wear them as you had sex, then you won't mind showing us
what you were doing when you got caught!" Becky laughed and I caught her
rubbing her pussy under her skirt and lifting her small tit with the other
hand.
	"Yes boys!" Mr. Howe added, "my wife is right. You need to show us
what you were doing with each other. So, why don't you start by stripping
naked."
	We stared in disbelief, trembling even harder. I was nervous that
my raging hard cock would give them the impression all this excited me,
which it did. It was strangly like camp last summer. Then Mrs. Howe said,
"Tim, you undress Jack first then Jack will undress you."
	It was incredible embarassing to be made to undress my room mate as
Mr. Howe and his family watched me remove his clothes. When I lowered his
slacks, his white underpants stood traight our from Jack's raging hard
on. It was so big I had a difficult time getting his underware off. Then as
Jack stood there with his 6" cut boner he bagan to undress me. His cock
rubbed against me as he removed clothing. Finally, as my slacks dropped to
the floor, everyone could see my underpants were as tented as Jack's had
been. The only difference was that my precum had soaked the front of my
underware. At last the two of us stood there naked in front of Mr. Howe,
which was bad enough, but with Mrs. Howe and Becky staring I'd never been
so embarassed in my life, nor had my cock ever been as hard. It was all too
familiar and images of summer evenings with the girl scouts flood my mind
and made my cock visibally throb abd expell a large clear drop of precum.
	"My, my...aren't they sweet looking," said Mrs. Howe.
	"Can we make 'em look like sluts now?" Becky couldn't contain
herself. I could see her nipples hard theough her little bra and filmy
blouse. I moaned audibly and got a wicked grin from Mrs. Howe.
	"I think you said something that makes Tim very excited!"
	Becky giggles and said, "You mean when I said when are we gonna
make 'em look like sluts?"
	"Yes Becky," Mr. Howe said with a raspy voice, "I think they will
make wonderful sluts!"
	"Horny sissy sluts," Mrs. Howe added.
	"Ooooooo," squealed Becky as she quickly left the room.
	"You bois should have thought about the consequences of being
caught stealing my wife and daughter's panties," Mr. Howe said, "and then
wearing them when you were caught tongue kissing each other like li'l sissy
faggots. I'll tell you right now, unless you two sissies do exactly what we
tell you as long as you go to this school, we will send a letter to your
parents about what you did and how it will cause you to be expelled." I
shuddered at the idea for a variety of reasons unimagined by anyone in the
room.
	Becky returned to the room with two pink suitecases and tossed them
at our feet. She sneered at us and said, "Inside these cases you'll find
pretty panties to put on each other, making your sissy cocks ache. But, if
you like to wear panties, we're gonna see how much you like slutty
lingerie!"
	I throbbed again, drooling more precum onto the floor.
	"Now it's Jack's turn to dress Tim in his new lingerie," said
Mrs. Howe.
	Nervously Jack opened the pink suitcase in front of me and gasped
when he saw the contents. Sure there was a pair of panties just like he
wore, but there were also silky black nylons, open bottom girdles with
garters, bras, slips, skirts and blouses. Our hands trembled when looking
at all the pretty lingerie and everyone could see how excited I was
getting.
	There was a shiny pink longine bra with shiny material and lace
trimmed bra cups. Jack had me raise my arms slip the straps over me and
wrapped the sexy undergarmet around my waist and begin hooking the eyelets
from the bottom up. When he was finished I was panting from the exquisite
tightness and shiny feeling it had on me. But I really got excited when
Jack slipped in the breastforms, filling the bra cups with nipples stiff
just like we say on Becky. I felt heavy as if these were mine. Naturally
and with practiced hands I reached up, unable to help myself and cup my
titties in the bra, then twist and feel the stiff nipples poking out.
	"Hey Mom!" called Becky, "Tim looks like this isn't anythng new for
him!"
	"Yes sweetie. We can all see we have here a practiced lil sissy
boi! Isn't that right Tim? Or should it be Tina? I blushed at the thought,
but also from feeling the silky pink bikini panties sliding over my
hairless thighs, then covering my raging hardon. I whimpered when Jack told
me to step into the shiny pink open bottom girdle. He tugged it up my legs,
squeazing my thighs together. It was so incredible tight on my ass and
tummy. Pulling the tight girdle in place left me wobbling, then when Jack
rolled a stocking for me to step in I placed my trembling hand on his
shoulder. I closed my eyes as the nylon was slowly worked up my legs. It
tingled and made me quiver. When he reached the top he pulled the top of
the nylon tight to meet the gartertabs on the girdle. After a few moments
both stockings were hooked and I felt everything tugging me along the
nylons. He had me step into the 5" heels they provided for me and I stood
there looking like a wantok sissy whore in lingerie.
	"He looks really hot Mommy!" Beck commented as her Mom told me to
get Jack dressed.
	I trembled as I picked up the lingerie from the suitcase and began
to dress Jack as I did. My hands felt the silky material cling to his body
and my own cock throbbed in my panties underneath the girdle. I could feel
myself getting wet as I rolled up the nylons and hooked them tightly on his
own girdle. When I finished he stood next to me and we were two horny teen
sissy bois wearing sexy lingerie in front of Mrs. Howe and her daughter. I
didn't see Mr. Howe and wondered if this was all too embarassing for him.
	"Well Becky," Mrs. Howe said, "Now I think you can complete our lil
sissy ensemble with makeup, nail polish, and wigs."
	Becky squealed with delight. She now had two living teen Barbie
dools standing before her in lingerie waithig her attention. She sat us
down and applied makeup on our now dainty looking faces. Blush, pink
lipstick, and heavy blue eyeshadow. She spent a little time applying our
nail polish and then places a curly red shoulder length wig on me and a
blonde one on Jack. She stood back and admired her creations.
	There we stood in Mr. Howe's study all dolled up now. We looked at
each other in our makeup and wigs. We could smell the slutty perfume Becky
liberaly applied to us and it was all having an effect neither of us could
resist much longer. We both had raging hard cocks under out panties and
girdles, which were seen by the growing wet spots in the front.
	"Aren't they cute!" Mrs. Howe said teasingly, "We now have Tina and
Jackie, the newest lil sexy sissies to our group!" Group? I wondered what
that ment. "OK Mandy, they're ready!"
	The next minute into the room came the horniest sissy I'd ever
imagined. SIx inch spike heels, powdery pink nylons gripping his legs and
thighs. Hooked with six garterstraps from his open bottom pink shiny
girdle, a longline shiny pink bra with big titties and stiff nipples poking
out. Jewlrey, makeup, nail polish, and a long blonde wig, straight over his
shoulders. Over it all he wore a transparant pink penoir which helped waft
this delicious perfume into the room. I looked closer and it was Mr. Howe!
He was the hottest faggot sissy I'd ever seen! Jack gasped when he saw
Mandy mince into the room right up to us. He lookes like a little girl the
way he was made up, but a little girl with bulging panties like ours that
were also wet like ours.
	Mandy began to run his fingers over our nyloned bodies, which
caused us to tremble. I couldn't take my eyes off his sissy lingerie,
standing there like a total sissy faggot with pouty red glossy lips and
thick blue eyeshadow. What ever we had joined I was very excited to see
where this would lead us, and the lingerie on my body was driving my horny
teen sissy body wild.

More to cum....

If you enjoyed my fantasy story and would like to tell me what you think,
or would like to offer any suggestions for lewed behavior of my characters,
please email me at: fransissy56@yahoo.com