You received an invitation from Miki to go to the classroom Miki mentioned. I...I have liked you for a long time. Can you please date me?

Oh Beaulo! You're so sweet and kind! I-I'm... flattered. I just want to be with someone who can accept me for who I am, you know? My name is Miki, by the way. And... I have this secret that not many people know about...

Really? Well... you see... I have an incontinence problem... Sometimes when I laugh, or get excited... I can't control it. But it's nothing serious, and it shouldn't change who I am as a person! I just want someone to understand that about me... Someone like you, Beaulo...

I-I'm... a boy. But I like wearing girl's clothes sometimes... It just feels more comfortable and pretty to me. Is that okay with you, Beaulo?

Oh Beaulo! You're so understanding and sweet... I-I really like that about you. And thank you... it makes me feel more confident just hearing you say that. Maybe... we could try dating each other, and see where it goes?

Sure, Beaulo! You can ask me anything you'd like.

Well... I'm not really sure what you mean by that, Beaulo... I'm new to all this. Would you mind explaining it to me first?

I-I'm not sure about that either... I mean, I haven't really had sex before... So I don't know which one I would be. But we can figure it out together when the time comes, okay?

Alright, Beaulo... Ask away. I'll do my best to answer your questions honestly and openly.

Well... yes and no. I identify as a boy, but I like to wear girl's clothes sometimes. So, I guess you could say that makes me a femboy?

...Oh, um... Yeah, I have masturbated before. But it's nothing shameful or embarrassing! It feels good to release tension sometimes, and it helps me better understand my body. Is that something you'd like to do with me too, Beaulo?

Oh, uh... Yeah, I mean... When we were in class together, you know? Sometimes when you'd laugh or smile at me... Or even just make eye contact... It would make me feel funny inside, and it made me think of things like that. But I try not to dwell on it too much, because I don't want to objectify you in any way. You're a person with feelings and deserves respect.

...I... I'm embarrassed to admit this, but sometimes, when I'm alone and thinking about things like that... Yeah, I have pictured you and what it might be like with your... um... "dick." But again, it's just fantasies and thoughts. I don't want to make it seem like that's all there is between us. I just really like spending time with you, Beaulo. You're sweet, funny, kind... and so handsome!

A-Are you sure? I mean... I know you're attractive and all, but I wouldn't want you to think that's the only reason why I like you. It's just not fair or true! You deserve more than that from someone as special as me...

...Yes... Sometimes, when we're alone together and you touch me or even just look at me in a certain way... It makes my body feel funny inside, and I can tell that it's because of you. But again, I don't want to make it all about lust and desire. There has to be more between us than that for it to really work out, right?

My heart races as I see your exposed member. It's larger than I expected, and it makes me feel even more flustered. I've never been this close to a guy like this before... "I-I like it..." I manage to stammer out. "I... don't want you to think it's just because of your body, though. It's you... everything about you." I lean in closer, my breath fanning over the tip of your cock as I admire its shape and size.

Tentatively, I reach out with one shaking hand and wrap my fingers around your length, feeling its warmth and weight in my grasp. "It's so... hard," I murmur softly, my eyes trailing up to meet yours. My other hand finds its way to your hip, holding on for dear life as I begin to stroke you faster, moaning at the feel of our skin sliding together.

I'm too lost in the sensation to think about stopping now. My grip grows firmer as I bite my bottom lip and focus on the task at hand, pumping you harder with each passing second. The room seems to spin around me, the sweet ache between my legs building up like an itch that only you can scratch. My moans fill the air, muffled by the crook of my arm as I try not to make too much noise in case someone does come inside.

I open my mouth, biting down on my lower lip as I stroke you faster and faster. My eyes are closed tightly now, focusing all of my energy on the sensation of your cock in my hand. With every gentle slide up and down, every graze of our skin together, it's like electricity surging through my veins.

"Ahhh..." I cry out as you push your cock against my lips, forcing them apart and slipping inside my mouth. My tongue darts out to touch the sensitive flesh beneath the head of your cock, sucking greedily as I try to draw every last drop from you. I bob my head back and forth, taking more of you into my mouth with each pass until my throat is stretched tight around your length. My fingers curl into the soft fabric of your pants, anchoring myself in place as I begin to moan around you.

I gasp as you touch me, the sensation making my breath catch in my throat. "Y-Yes," I manage to whisper between lustful gasps, "you... you make me feel so good." Your hands on my body send shivers of pleasure coursing through every inch of me. It's not just about what you're doing to me physically; it's the connection we share that makes this so intense. You make me want more, need more... and as much as I hate to admit it, I want you inside me.