Date: Fri, 09 Feb 2024 04:03:57 +0000 From: sunnysideboy Subject: My student turned me into a fag - part 3 Hello everyone. I bring you this new chapter, I hope you like it :) I'm answering all the mails, I really appreciate your comments, feedback an ideas, I really do. If you have any suggestion or inspiration for the story or just wanna talk please let me know. If you are liking it, please consider donating to this great website that allows us to find each other through these stories at the link https://donate.nifty.org/. Disclaimer: Remember that It is a fictional story whose sole purpose is to entertain, it does not promote or condone any type of act contrary to the law of any country and should not be read by minors. *** Ugh, I can't believe I'm doing this, I really feel so humiliated and for some reason also extremely excited. My whole body tells me to stop, that a classmate or worse, a teacher could see me, but I don't want to stop, and I think at this point, even if I wanted to, I couldn't. It's as if my legs and arms had stopped obeying me and now only my basest and lowest instincts are driving me. Danny and I are walking through the city downtown, it's the weekend and all the shops are open. We've been shopping... or rather, I've been shopping under Danny's orders and following his instructions. I'm carrying a nearly full bag of things that "we'll need for recording." He assumes that I'll agree to record something with him, but the truth is I haven't decided yet... he thinks he knows me too well as if I were an open book, and although I'd like to show him that it's not true, the truth is he's proven that it is. I mean, he's a 14-year-old brat for God's sake, he's not too smart or too strong, much less intimidating, I should be the one playing with his head, and yet, it's the other way around. "There's only one thing left, the most important one, and I think we can find it at that garage sale, come on, let's go," he says and walks toward a side street, heading up to the garage of a house where there are several tables, shelves, and racks displaying a plethora of items. I obediently follow Danny without knowing what he's referring to and begin to rummage through the scattered things. I see a couple of watches that catch my eye, they're vintage Omegas, but they're way out of my budget, which makes me think that recording with Danny wouldn't be such a bad idea. I chuckle to myself and continue looking at the trinkets on the tables when Danny calls me from behind. He's next to a rack and pulls out a garment that I can't see clearly until I approach. "A school uniform?" I ask, intrigued. "It's not just any uniform, look at it, it's perfect, it would suit you better than mine." "Shhh, someone might hear us." "And? Are you afraid someone will know you're my bitch?" "Shhhh, Danny please!" I approach annoyed and see the uniform. It's a white short-sleeved shirt, a red tie, a gray vest, and a green blazer. Below hangs a small gray pair of shorts and matching long socks. "Isn't it an elementary school uniform?" "That's right, I think it would suit you quite well for what I have in mind," he says, and then the owner of the house approaches. "Do you need help with something?" says the woman who must be around 70 years old. She looks frail and kind. "Yes, we would like to take this uniform, please," says Danny without even letting me speak or protest. "Oh, it's my son's old uniform. As you can see, he's been very tall from a very young age," she takes the uniform and looks at it fondly. "It's been many years, I don't think any school uses this type of outdated uniform anymore, does that matter to you?" "No, my friend really likes it and will use it for school," says Danny, nudging me lightly. "Oh, what school do you go to, sweetheart? You seem a bit old to have to wear such a uniform." "It's... it's a private school... in another state! I'm on vacation here and thought it might come in handy back home. You see, the uniform is very similar, I'd just have to make a few small adjustments." "I understand, dear, I understand," the woman replied, though she didn't seem convinced, yet it didn't seem to matter much to her. "Come this way, I can give you a bag to carry it." "Thank you very much," Danny and I replied at the same time. We entered the shade of the garage, and the woman charges us, or rather, me, and puts the money in a small metal box. She carefully puts the uniform in a paper bag, taking what feels like an eternity to me, and then we leave. "Why did you do that?" I ask Danny as we walk away from the house up the street. "Do what?" "That! Lie saying that I liked it and that I wanted to buy it. Don't do it again." "Is it a lie?" "Of course it is!" "Then why do you have a boner? I can see how your cock is marked on your pants. I could see it since you put your eyes on the uniform. Stop pretending you're uncomfortable being ordered around by a 14 year old boy, it doesn't suit you, in fact I'm sure it turns you on." "You don't know anything about me," I say and my voice sounded more desperate than I would have liked. "I'm older than you, I'm ten fucking years older than you. You don't know who I am, you barely know me. Stop pretending you can dominate me." "I barely know you and yet I've already breed you up. That says something, doesn't it? That you got filled with my teen cum while wearing my uniform? Maybe you don't want to admit it yet, but you will sooner or later... you know you like this, you know you're a faggot who needs to be ordered around and reminded of his place, especially when that person is younger than him. What are you doing here if you don't? Lie to yourself all you want if it makes you feel better, but don't pretend you don't like it, I'm too lazy about that. If you don't want to do this then leave," he moved a little closer and stood on tiptoe to my ear. "Or stay and find out how far you can go with me." I didn't answer, but I didn't stop walking beside him either, and when we got to his house, I followed him inside, silently, like a child being scolded by an adult. I was dreading meeting his parents, but again they weren't there and good thing. I would have no credible excuse to be with Danny on a weekend. I mean the outside people might think we were cousins or distant relatives, but our parents were another story. I hoped they would never find out that I was spending time with him, let alone that well...Danny was training me to be his little personal slut. We went up to his room and he led me to his personal bathroom. In there we put the day's shopping bag and took out a razor and shaving cream. "I don't want you to have a single hair under your eyebrows, understand?" "Yeah, yeah, sure. Give me that at once." I shaved my armpits, my legs, my arms, my crotch, my chest. I wasn't a very hairy person, but it took me a while to make sure I didn't have a single hair as Danny had ordered. "Maybe you should think about laser, mate. Doing this every so often must be tedious. It took you almost an hour!" "I wanted to do it right" "Take a bath now," he said and closed the door. I obeyed him. I took some of his soap and shampoo and doing so felt strange. Danny's scent was now all around me. When I was done I grabbed a towel and went out to his room "Good, now get dressed in your new outfit, baby boy." From the bag he pulled out some white briefs with a red car print. I turned around so he wouldn't see me completely naked and as I was putting them on I saw my dick and was surprised to see it without a single hair. It was an image I hadn't seen in years, since before I was a teenager when I slowly began to grow hair all over my body. It was as if I had been stripped of years on me, of my manhood, of my armor. It was... strange. I pulled on the briefs. Danny pointed to the uniform and I sighed. "Couldn't we at least wash it first?" I asked and he shook his head. I put on the shirt, the vest, the socks, the whole outfit, piece by piece. Then from the bag I grabbed a box containing some school shoes and put them on as well. Danny led me to the window and sat me in his gamer chair. From the bag he took the makeup I had bought at the drugstore and with the help of a youtube video he did my makeup to remove some wrinkles that were just forming on my face. He put on some blush and lengthened my eyelashes. When he was done he put me in front of his full body mirror and my knees bended a little. It didn't look like me, it wasn't me. Danny was still him, blond and beautiful and with a determined look, but I had disappeared and in his place I was looking at a boy even younger than Danny, maybe about 13 years old. A little tall for his age, but a boy nonetheless. I couldn't believe that was me, it actually looked like I was looking at the past, at a photograph of me. It was extremely shocked. I was no longer a college boy, but an elementary school boy. "I think with a facemask you could pass even more," said Danny and opened his laptop where the makeup video was still playing. "I... I don't know what to say. I'm in shock." After a few minutes Danny approached me again and took my hand towards the bed. He lay down and put me on top of him. I, horny as fuck as I was placed myself over his cock and started rubbing against it and kissing him. Danny held my ass and set the rhythm of our kisses. I followed obediently. He began to press me harder against him, rubbing harder and harder, he spanked me several times to which I replied with a moan of pleasure and pain. We had been like this for several minutes when Danny ordered me to get up. "Get undressed faggot, pull your pants down to your knees." "Yes...daddy" I said improvising the moment and Danny smiled in satisfaction. He sat on the edge of the bed and I leaned over him to pull my shorts and car undies down. He then lowered my face to his crotch and had me sniff it before pulling down his sweatpants. He then had me smell his white briefs and subsequently had me suck on his dick. It smelled like sweat and cum, like a teenager. He took it all the way into my mouth and made sure it went all the way down my throat. After I controlled the gagging I found a rhythm and began to stimulate his hairless dick. At that point he spit in his hand and started playing with my hairless ass. First he circled it with his finger, then he started by sticking it in a little and pulling it out, then a little more and leaving it in, then moving it in circles inside me, then sticking a second finger in. He spit back into his hand and started again. "Boys like you are so easy to break" he said and I moaned by way of assent without taking his dick out of my mouth "But I'm going to have fun, I'm sure. You already wanted this, maybe you were repressing it but you know nothing turns you on more than someone younger than you humiliating you and ordering you what to do. You're a faggot, I know it, you know it. You've probably discovered yourself watching teenagers in the street and imagining yourself in this position. Or maybe in more humiliating ones. You probably think it's wrong to be dominated by a boy, and let me tell you it is, but you love it and you're so submissive, obedient and such a fag that you'll keep doing it. You will do everything I say, got it?" I moaned by way of assent again. "I want to hear you say it." "Yes daddy." "Call me master" "Yes, master" "Open your mouth bitch" I obeyed him and he spitted which I humbly accepted and swallowed slowly. Danny wasn't telling lies, I had always wanted something like this. Boys my age were cute but boring. They didn't hold my attention or seem sexy to me. The boys at the nearby high school on the other hand... every time I walked by I could feel their hormones in the air and wished it was me they would unload their sexual charge on, I would gratefully receive it and pleased them in everything they ordered. I had repressed these thoughts for a long time but I couldn't do it anymore, not while Danny was filling my mouth with his precum and opening my butthole. Minutes passed and then Danny decided to put all his fingers inside me. I moaned in pain, pleasure, excitement and amazement. I felt his whole fist make its way inside me as he slowly advanced. I couldn't believe what was happening and at that moment Danny must have touched my prostate or my G-spot because without warning I came all over my new school shorts. I came too much, as if I had peed myself. The cum soaked through the shorts and then started down my thighs and my socks until it hit the floor. Then Danny pulled his fist out of my insides, stood up. He pulled me to my knees and began to jerk off over my face. "Do you want my cum?" "Yes master, please feed me." "Open wide" he said and I obeyed him. His cum soaked my entire face, from my forehead it began to slide down my cheeks to my lips and onto my tongue. I swallowed as much of Danny's cum as I could and still wanted more. If I'd had a gallon of it I would have drunk it in an instant. I wanted it, I needed it. I was a slut for that boy. We lay there for a few moments resting. Then Danny looked at the clock and told me his parents would be home soon. I got up, I was about to change my clothes but Danny grabbed them and kicked it under the bed. "Who told you that you were going to change your clothes?" "But I can't go out in the street like this," I said horrified. "Of course you can and you will." We argued but he again used logic and beat me. I guess my law classes weren't being effective enough... so I had to go back to my house dressed like an Elementary school boy. It was only a few yards to the door, but still anyone passing by would see me. As I walked into my house, as strange as it sounds, I almost even felt disappointment that no one would walk by. My parents weren't home and if they were, at least they weren't in sight so I took the opportunity to go up to my room as quickly as possible and locked myself in. I didn't change right away, I stayed in my school uniform, stained and dirty, for a long time, doing some homework. Then my cell phone vibrated. It was Danny. Another link, just like the first time. I pressed it, intrigued, and stopped breathing when I saw a video of the two of us... of what we had done just a few moments earlier. And that wasn't all, he hadn't just recorded me, he had live streamed it. It was something similar to Twitch, where people were commenting live on what was happening. The comments said all sorts of things: YES!, finally dominating a younger guy. I like it, Danny. That kid looks like it's not the first time he's been pleasing one of his peers. LOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!!! What a pussy! I love it! Fuck him hard already!!! I love the sub boy uniform <3 ;))))) <3<3<3<3 I want to be one of them. They went on and on and on. All of Danny's fans. I didn't know what to say or do. This was going too far. This could be seen by anyone. I had to stop, I wanted to stop at once. But what I did at that moment was to pull down my pants and masturbate while reliving that moment one more time.