Elusive ☹ SHAYLOR MPreg

5.

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I know what I'm doing may not be the best thing. Something about Taylor makes me want to change. For the first time, with him, I feel happy and myself.

I use to like boys in elementary but that's until my dad left me and my mom. It made me realize, boys? Really. I wanted to become one so my mom can have 'a man in the house.' And so throughout middle school I turned into a boy. Yes, I liked girls.

That was until I met Taylor. I saw him looking at me when I walked in. I didn't want to look at him too much, that's because I always looked at him previous years, we just didn't have any classes together.

No doubt I'm falling in love first.

I mean look at what we're doing right now.

"Are you sure?" Taylor asks as I slip my hand over his shorts. I find reach of his dick and I rub it through the fabric, skimming it up and down.

His eyes clothes as he guides my hand. I go in between his legs and slowly pull his shorts down. "You know, I thought you were always innocent these last two days, Mendes." He states. "Well, that's about to change. Your perceptions were wrong."

His shorts and boxers were to his ankles by now as I observed this thing in front of me that I appear to look at it like its some new found treasure. It's so long and thick, like, I just want to touch it already. And so I did, liquid spewed out from the top, only a little though. I got temptations to lick it off. "Does my daddy want to teach me what to do?" I smirk.

"Uh- uh oh yeah." he says as he rests his back on my headboard. "Wait door is locked right?" I nod in response. His hand reaches over to mine as he makes it touch his stickwad. "Just, you know... rub it." He says stroking my hand up and down.

"Oh." I whisper as I pump him. "Can I like.." I put my lip over his tip and suck a little. "Y-hea. How'd you, you know?" Taylor's lips part as he closes his eyes. I take its a good thing so I begin to put my lips lower down. My nose and lips were fully touching his base as I went back up for air. His hand pushes me back down as I begin to feel his dick on my throat. The way he lightly thrusts almost makes me want to moan.

In a way, I like this feeling. I start to pull myself off and stroke him with both hands. "Da-ddy." I moan, teasingly. "Let's try this." I stand him up as I take off my shirt and get him to unstrap my bra.

I put his dick in between my boobs as his dick goes in between them and with every motion in between me, his dick collides back to my mouth. "Ah-Shawn!" He tugs my hair and it makes me so flustered that I bite down slightly on his dick.

In no time, he pushes my head all the way to his dick and I feel him release inside me. I try pulling away but I am pressured back into sucking everything that shoots into my mouth. Small drops come out of my lips but it doesn't stop him. He uses his thumb to clean my lip and puts it in my mouth. "You clean up very well for daddy."

I want him to fall in love first, so whatever he wants, I'll comply with it. Anything. Just to see him fail.

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"Staying for dinner right?" I ask as I brush my teeth because I don't want my mom to have any signs of me recently sucking dick for the first time.

"Yeah. Going to introduce me as your boyfriend yet? Baby." He smiles as he hugs me from behind. I look at our reflection in the mirror and I absolutely love the image of us.

"You know, maybe..." I turn to face him. "I really like us."

His hands skim my sides. "So my baby boy is falling in love first?" Taylor chuckles. I palm his crotch before walking away. "Nope, but you just might." I wink and sway my hips dramatically as I have him follow me behind.

We get downstairs welcomed by the aroma of mash potatoes and fried chicken. "Wait. Macaroni salad no way!" Taylor shouts as he observes the counter top.

"Yeah uh, she makes it really well. Maybe I'll pack some for you for lunch tomorrow or something." I comment and take his hand leading it to the dishes. "Help me set up."

I like teasing Taylor. He expected me to be some innocent kind boy, but no, I'm actually an intimidating very intimate 'boy' with the attitude of a fierce as fuck kind of girl. Therefore...

I reach high for three plates as my shirt goes over my stomach, I lightly murmur a whimper signaling for Taylor to look at me. His hands once agin rest at my waist as he assists me on getting the utensils.

"Thanks, daddy." I whisper against his ear while I pat his butt once again. I don't know, I just love patting and palming his body parts. It sounds weird but I like it.

The three of us gather at this small high dinning table. The meal and aide courses sitting in the middle of us. I help Taylor and my mom fill up their plates before bringing in the subject.

"Mom I have something to tell you. And I think you'll be sort of shocked maybe considering... the lifestyle I'm living?" I am feeling rather nervous because it's like coming out to my mom all over again, accept it means I'm straight now. But, oh gosh, I mean I'm not straight. Wow, I just, sexuality doesn't matter okay. "Yes dear?"

"Mom. Yes I'm a girl, yes I am lesbian. I changed for them, I wanted to swap gender roles and dress like a guy, be a boy. But then I met Taylor, he is gay... Do you get where this is going?" I heat up and feel my cheeks getting red. My eyes flicker to Taylor, hoping he would continue.

"Okay but what does this lead to?" My mom asks wondrously.

Taylor reaches for my hand under the table and slightly pulls it up, revealing our intertwined hands to my mom. "I am Shawn's boyfriend."

Her spoon drops and she examines our hands in half a second and says, "Oh my Shawn. I'm so surprised. Anything you want to do I will be here like a shadow okay." She speaks overwhelming but I can tell she respects it.

"Thanks mom."

"So what made you like him?"

I look at Taylor and adore ever aspect of his face while he eats the macaroni salad. I feel like with one slip I'll loose him so easily, which is why I dare not to look away.

"I just, really like him. Something so different." He tightens our grip under the table and I can't help but smile weakly as my eyes squint and my cheeks hurt.

"And you Taylor? How did you find my boy? Or Shawn must've told you his story. Right. How did you gather his faith. You must be the best boy out there for him." I hear her voice cracking. We've had a rough past and knowing that someone is accepting who I am here, right now. I am sure she's thrilled.

"From the moment he walked in, I knew I felt something more than just accepting him as a person. Like I don't know what hit me." He paused wiping his lips. "Then he cried and I felt terrible. I wanted the best for him. And here we are today and I know why he cried and I still really like him. So much. I want him, whatever way he is. I don't even care."

Its one of those moments where you feel this connection, there are sparks and nothing could change your mood. I'm rather the happiest person right now. I might even want to say I love him but we all know...

I can't love Taylor first.

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