Crossdress to Impress (Gay Crossdressing)
Description
Nick thinks that his fellow fashion student Felix is perfect for modeling: tall, lean, girlish, uninhibited. But when he asks Felix one day to try on a dress he's designed, they both find the crossdressing play to be a hot, high fashion turn-on! Warning: this 4700 word story contains M/M oral and anal sex, rimming, and very fashionable male crossdressing; adults only!
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Excerpt:
Felix undid the halter strap at the back of his neck, and then turned away from me. “Undo the zipper?â€
I had put in a zipper that ran from the open back to mid-thigh, to make the dress as form-fitting around the hips as possible. This gave me pause. “Are you, uh, wearing anything underneath?†I asked Felix.
His smile at me in the mirror was teasing, impish. “You’ll find out.â€
My god, I couldn’t deal with much more of this cocktease. I put both of my hands on Felix’s hips firmly, running my fingers down carefully to find a seam of underwear. “Not the circumstances I thought I’d be undressing you under,†I murmured.
Finally, it was Felix’s turn to be at a loss for words. He arched to push into my touch, reached for the zipper himself, but I swatted his hand away. “You asked me to undress you,†I said, “and then we’re putting you in that skirt you like so much.â€
“And then?†he prompted, face flushed but eyes glittering.
“Then I’m fucking you in it.â€
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Excerpt:
Felix undid the halter strap at the back of his neck, and then turned away from me. “Undo the zipper?â€
I had put in a zipper that ran from the open back to mid-thigh, to make the dress as form-fitting around the hips as possible. This gave me pause. “Are you, uh, wearing anything underneath?†I asked Felix.
His smile at me in the mirror was teasing, impish. “You’ll find out.â€
My god, I couldn’t deal with much more of this cocktease. I put both of my hands on Felix’s hips firmly, running my fingers down carefully to find a seam of underwear. “Not the circumstances I thought I’d be undressing you under,†I murmured.
Finally, it was Felix’s turn to be at a loss for words. He arched to push into my touch, reached for the zipper himself, but I swatted his hand away. “You asked me to undress you,†I said, “and then we’re putting you in that skirt you like so much.â€
“And then?†he prompted, face flushed but eyes glittering.
“Then I’m fucking you in it.â€

