What began as sensual temptation, teasing and a question in A Carnival of Phantasms develops now into an intense night of pleasure only be shared between boys.
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Part of A Carnival of Phantasms
I'll start off by saying this one was a bit tough to write, and contributed to May being a pretty slow and dry month for me, so I apologise for not being around much! June is shaping up to change that, but this was the first real debilitating slump I've ever felt, hopefully the only one. Being stubborn isn't always the answer, but I got through it.
It's been planned since the beginning, along with every other side story in the Carnival series, and there's one more to come, but sometimes it's just plain difficult. That's kind of the charm behind it, though. It's difficult because what A Carnival of Phantasms has allowed me to do is to bridge characters that wouldn't normally interact or even be in the same universe, and drop them into some really unique sexual encounters.
In this case, that proved more of a challenge than I'd anticipated since it was just so different for the new boy being introduced to them. There's not really a purely dominant figure between the three either, unlike how Jessica could direct the scenes from her position as the top perfectly in 'Tied up in Good Company'. That said, once things get going, it stops being a problem and moves into a pretty unique night.
So we have a man, an androgynous, feminine trap - both from the Femboy's Trap series - and a crossdressing boy who's never thought of doing something like this with other guys before, from Shoes of Glass, who usually has a Mistress that enjoys crossdressing and dominating him. Everything's been spun around tonight, and it makes for a fun night of easing him into the acts and pleasures that come with the sort of clothing he's decided to put on, including the more experienced pair teaming up on him from both sides at once.
Excerpt that also explains how I handle realising I've used the same name for characters that, at the time, were never going to clash and be an issue follows the pagebreak:
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He could
only imagine the sort of fun Erica must be having under that petite blonde, far
more wicked than his own Mistress, and much more intimidating than either of
the men he was in company of now. He had to admit, the other Daniel was entirely too pretty and nice to look at, for all
it still embarrassed him to think.
“Hm, how
about Danielle?” The other – or now the only – Daniel smiled, a finger tracing
the bare thigh below those high-cut hotpants that made the other boy shiver
softly. Danielle? The name was so similar and comfortable, yet undeniably
altered and different, saying a lot about his position. The tingle from
Daniel’s finger ran up into his hotpants, making the less assured boy shiver
slightly as it caused a twitch of pleasure.
“I… ah…” Danielle
sounded nice, but putting that to words wasn’t quite as easy under the
gloss-lipped grin of the other boy who certainly knew what he was doing, and
certainly looked the part.
“Alright,
don’t tease him too much, now.” Alex chided, bringing over the tumbler of a
glass for ‘Danielle’, two more plucked between fingers in the other hand as he
sat down, taking a quick kiss from the boy between them. Danielle couldn’t help
but watch, bringing the glass to his lips to stop from biting them or looking
too anxious. They looked good, natural and loving together. It was somewhat
soothing, and the kick from the scotch warmed him immediately.
“Mmm… but
really, two boys to play with, aren’t
I lucky?” The effeminate Daniel chimed with a playful grin, looking to his new
playmate who blushed all the harder. The warmth from the drink made it much
easier and more intense a feeling as he smiled and laughed breathily, Alex
chuckling into his own drink.
“Just bear
in mind Jessie said to be nice.” Alex pointed out, somewhat to Danielle’s
surprise. The petite girl felt like a wicked little demon, but it seemed she
had a kindness to her too. Perhaps that was what let her be so villainously playful.
Daniel only laughed, sipping from his glass, putting it on the coffee table aside
the cosy leather couch and humming sweetly.
“I’m always
nice, aren’t I?” He asked with an innocent sounding pout of being accused
otherwise whilst in the same breath moving his freed hands to a crotch each.
Those delicate fingers went straight to work, caressing and fondling the
hardening ridges in either lap as he gave off a soft hum of pleasure.
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