It was his favorite from her collection, and today he was gonna wear it to fuck his teacher again. He put it in place and tied the sides, then adjusted the fabric so that his tiny cock was covered while leaving his ballsack bisected and hanging obscenely from between his legs. "When you're a boy, other boys check you out," he sings under his breath as he lifts himself off of the ground with the ball of each foot to test the fit of the bikini bottom. Satisfied, Joey next removed a matching top from the same drawer, tied the top strap that goes over the neck, and then placed it over his head, making sure to flip his long blonde hair over the golden strap before catching and tying the rear strings together and adjusting the green triangular nipple covers so that his were also covered. Looking in the mirror over his mother's dresser, joey nodded in satisfaction as he turned to the left and then the right, each time protruding his butt out to admire the effect. "Perfect." He purrs as he runs his hands once more over his hair, then turns out of his mother's room and walks down the hallway into his own. Opening his closet, Joey removes a purple long sleeve shirt and pulls it on carefully, the Blowjobs bruising from Mr. Brennan's rough grip still visible on his biceps. He then pulls on a dark blue t-shirt over top of the long sleeved shirt, followed by a pair of tight capris over his voluptuous deriere. Again preening, this time in the mirror behind his own door, Joey again walks with confidence to his mother's room, this time sitting down at her makeup table. Queen's 'Don't Stop Me Now' begins to play as Joey carefully selects a base and puts a light coating on, just enough to soften his features and make them a bit more feminine. Making a pouty kissy face at the mirror, Joey then selects a lipstick with a slightly darker shade than his own lips and skillfully applies it to match his exact lipline. Making a pouty face at the mirror again, he smiles seductively and reaches for the eye shadow, applying some to his lashes. Hairy As amateur he admires his now very pretty face in the mirror, the sound of an early 2000's cellphone goes off, and Joey quickly moves to his bedroom and removes his candybar style cell from his backpack to check the caller ID. School flashes across the screen. His heart skips a beat and his belly flutters with a million fuzzy wings as he hits the send button to answer. Nervous, "Hello?" A strong male voice from the other line, Mr. Brennan's, "Hello, Mr. Joey Stevens?" "Yes, this is he." "I'm just calling to remind you of your detention at 3:15 today, in the shop room," a husky note entered Mr. Brennan's voice as his breathing could be heard over the phone. Was he masturbating? The thought made Joey's cock jump to attention and caused his asshole to flex. "I remember, sir," now it was Joey's turn to put sex into his indian voice. Mr. Brennan's breath quickened as Joey said sir, and soon he was grunting into the mouthpiece quietly as Joey planted a kiss on the receiver and hung up the phone. "Later, Teach." Joey grabs a pair of Converse high heels and puts them in his bag along with his cellphone, then puts on his tennis shoes, grabs his CD and the CD case, and heads out of his house, ready for school. School, The Now As the minute hand moves over the fifteen on the wall clock in the shop room, Mr. Brennan walks through the door. He stops as he catches sight of Joey, in his mother's green and gold bikini and standing in the center of the shop, the woodpress directly behind him and strewn with his mature clothes. He was wearing the heels, so he stood as tall as Mr. Brennan now. His long blonde hair was pulled into two pom-pom like pigtails at the top of his head, and his balls were protruding from his thighs again, the outline of his miniscule penis clearly visible in the fabric of the too-small green bikini bottom, rock hard with a wet spot at the tip. "Sir, I'm ready for my punishment." Mr. Brennan caught himself staring and moved quickly into the room, locking the door behind him and turning off the light lest they be seen. Walking to his desk, he loosens and undoes his tie and beckons Joey forward. Joey takes his time walking to the desk as Mr. Brennan disrobes, choosing to enjoy the sight of his husky shop teacher giving him a private, albeit brief, strip show. His muscular upper body was covered in hair, only the sides of his torso, hips, and the undersides of his forearms being free from the fuzz. His cock was half hard and growing by the minute between his muscular thighs, the weight pulling it downward. 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