The Farm Ch. 02

The unexpected sound of Mark's voice caused him to jump and scream as he spun around throwing his arms across his body in a vain attempt to hide, "OH HOLY SHhh..."

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

"I'm...I'm...", stammered James as he pulled the blanket off the bed to shield himself.

"Hey, it's ok. I was just going to tell you that the latch on this door is a little funny and that it sometimes doesn't close right, but I think you've just found that out."

"Would you mind, uh. I mean, I'm...I'm not...", James was beyond mortified and could feel his face flushing red as he wrapped the blanket around himself. He was suddenly filled with regret. How could he have been so stupid as to do this here, on his first night in what he had hoped would be his new place. "May I have a moment to get dressed? I, I can explain."

"Dressed? Oh, I think you are dressed already and you don't need to explain a thing."

"Look I'm, I've never done this, anything, thing like this before. I'll just get my things and go. I'm really sorry."

"Sorry for what? For looking so cute and sexy? You have nothing to apologize for."

James wasn't sure he had heard Mark correctly given the flood of emotions overwhelming him at the moment, "I'm sorry,wha...what?"

"You have nothing to be sorry about. I'm not upset in the least", said Mark as he stepped into the room and sat on the bed.

"You're not mad?"

"Mad? Why would I be."

James was beginning to relax, "You're not going to rescind the offer for me to rent the room over this?"

Mark laughed, "Hardly. Like I said before, you're one of the most normal guys that has been by since I put up the offer."

How normal can I be, thought James. I'm sitting here talking to you hiding myself in a blanket because I'm wearing a bra and panties. "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely."

"I just got swept up in the moment. I mean, our talk earlier, the way you described things you did with your ex. It just...got to me."

"I understand. It got to me too. What part interested you, exactly."

James thought for a moment about answering. He knew what he liked from what he heard earlier but could he really tell him? Considering how he was dressed at the moment, he decided he had nothing to lose. "Well, to be honest, the way you dominated her. The collar, restraints, all of that really really got to me. I just...I've wanted to do those things too. To have them done to me, that is."

"So you've never tried these things before?"

"No, ever."

"What about crossdressing? I mean, clearly you like that."

"Well, yes. I've done that, well this, before. I tried to bring it up with a girlfriend once but she wasn't into it at all, so I stopped doing it."

"Well, like I said before, I think you look pretty damn sexy."

There was that look in Mark's eyes again, the same lustful look he'd thought he'd seen earlier this evening. It aroused James, even despite the shock and shame he was still feeling at the moment. He had never been with a guy before but he did wonder about what it would be like.

Mark traced the edge of the blanket along James chest, "In fact, if you wanted to let me see you dressed again, I'd really like that."

James felt his stomach tingle as he suddenly started shivering. It always happened whenever he got seriously aroused. He could feel his clitty throbbing and growing wetter as it hardened in the panties. He took a deep breath to settle his nerves. All sorts of warnings and doubts flashed in his mind. He pushed them from his mind as he slowly stood up and let the blanket fall away from his body.

Mark looked James up and down, taking in every inch of his lingerie clad body. James was clearly aroused and he wasn't the only one. Mark was well aware of the feeling of his own cock growing harder in his jeans, just as it had a few minutes ago when he first caught sight of James admiring himself in the lingerie.

Without being told, James slowly turned around making sure that Mark got an eyeful of him from all around. "You really like this?"

"Oh, yes Jamie. Very much so." He reached out and touched James hip. James closed his eyes and bit his lip. Mark's touch felt like electricity on his skin. For such an innocent touch, it was so warm, so arousing. He was quickly losing whatever inhibitions still lingered.

"Please, touch me", he said in a whisper.

Mark looked up at him and smiled at seeing his eyes closed. He was clearly enjoying himself. Slowly he traced the thin elastic of the string bikini along his hip and down across his abdomen, just above where the bulge from his cock was straining against the panties.

"Are you sure?"

James just nodded his head. He ached to feel Mark's hands on his body, caressing his clitty.

The older man put his hands on his hips and pulled him closer. His hands slid to his ass where he groped and kneaded his cheeks. It felt so good and he was close to losing himself in the moment. Mark brought his hands back around to the front of James's body. "You want me to touch your cock?"

"Oh fuck yes, please touch my clitty."

"Mmm, a clitty? How sexy. Are you a naughty girl?"

James bit his lip and nodded.

His heart skipped a beat seeing Jamie's reaction. Jamie, that's now he saw him, it would never be James anymore. Mark let out a low 'MMMM' as he slid his hand across Jamie's clitty. It felt so hard, so hot, straining against the smooth pink fabric.

Jamie moaned, his face a mask of beautiful agony as Marks hand lightly glided along his throbbing clitty. Without realizing it, he was holding his breath, lost in the feeling of another hand touching him. It had been so long he'd forgotten just how erotic that could feel. He could tell by the feeling of cool wetness in his panties that he clitty was oozing precum. Almost reflexively he started to clench his ass, his pussy as he thought of it whenever he dressed up.

Mark felt the wetness of Jamie's precum on his fingers. Bringing his fingers up to his lips he licked at them tasting the sweet precum. It was like the sweetest honey to him, something that he could never get enough of. He resisted the urge to slide the panties down to get a better look at that clitty. There would be plenty of time for that soon enough.

Jamie parted his legs giving Mark more access to his balls, his boi-ovaries, he reminded himself. He was slipping deeper and deeper into his feminine side. It had been so long since he was able to let go like this and just embrace that side of himself that he fought to keep buried for so long that he didn't even care about the room he was trying to rent, or the fact that the guy touching him he'd only known for a few hours, or anything else for that matter. It just felt so good.

Slipping his hand between Jamies parted legs he couldn't help but hear the little moans and gasps escaping lips. Rolling them gently in his hands he watched the reaction on Jamies face while growing more and more aroused himself. "You're such a good girl."

Jamies hips starting thrusting back and forth, his moans growing louder as Mark worked his hand back and forth across his clitty and between his legs. He was too lost in the feeling to stop him but he could feel an orgasm starting to build. His breathing was growing more labored, coming in gasps now. The moans were more urgent. It was impossible to hold it back any longer and crying out Jamies body spasmed and quaked as his orgasm tore through him. His clitty spurting thick ropes of hot cum into the panties quickly soaking them.

"Oh baby, yes, let all those cummies out", Mark urged as he watched Jamie orgasm.

Jamies body jerked and trembled until the orgasm finally began to subside. By then the panties were full of cum and some of it was already dribbling down his inner thighs. Taking a deep breath he opened his eyes, basking in the euphoria of post orgasmic bliss and looked down at Mark and smiled.

"Thank you so much. I needed that far more than you know."

Mark smiled back at him, "It was my pleasure baby. I'm glad I could make you feel so good."

Jamie went to sit but Mark stopped him, reminding him that he'd mess his bed because of all of the cum in his panties. "Would you mind if I got changed real quick?"

"Actually, yes. I would mind." The look on Jamies face shifted from pleasure to concern. "You don't have anything to worry about baby. You're not in trouble, I just want to talk first. You seem to really enjoy yourself, wearing the lingerie, some of the things you said. I'm guessing this isn't your first time dressing up."

Jamie could feel his face flush. He knew he had let himself get swept up in the moment and now it had to confront some uncomfortable questions. "No, it isn't the first time. If this is a deal breaker on the room I totally get it, I..."

"Hush now baby, I already told you, you weren't in trouble, didn't I", Mark leaned back on the bed eyeing up Jamie, "So how long have you been dressing up in lingerie?"

"I started in college. I was doing my laundry one day and when I was folding it I found a pair of panties tangled up in my things. Obviously the person before me inadvertently left them behind and I didn't realize it when I went to use the machine. I was going to just get rid of them but I just couldn't. They were so cute with their little pink bows on them. I don't know what came over me but I stripped out of my clothes and put them on. I couldn't help myself."

"Was that the only time you wore them?"

"No, I kept them and washed them and would wear them all the time. I actually started going through the lost and found basket in the laundry room, taking whatever panties I could find in there."

Mark eyed a dribble of cum oozing down Jamies leg but said nothing about it. He sensed there was more he wanted to say, "Go on sweetie. We don't judge in this house."

"I...eventually, I mean, collected enough panties that I...stopped wearing my regular boy undies for the rest of the year."

"That's so hot baby. How did it make you feel?" He could see that Jamie was reluctant to answer by the look on her face. Inwardly he smiled knowing that this roommate situation was going to work out even so much better than he would have thought earlier. "Don't be shy, it's alright. You can tell me."

Jamie looked up at Mark conflicted with feelings of guilt and shame at all that's happened tonight. How could he live with himself after tonight. How could he go back to the man he was before. Did he even want to go back? Confusion filled his mind as he listened to Mark. The older man was so caring and kind, such a good listener. He seemed to genuinely care about him. It was a feeling that Jamie was not accustomed to.

"It makes me feel sexy to be dressed as a girl. I love how feminine I feel. I'd love to be able to feel this way more often." There, he'd said it. The words had no sooner left his lips than he felt as if a weight were lifted from his shoulders.

Mark stood up and hugged Jamie. It was a warm, deep embrace and Jamie soon realized that he had stopped quivering. He sighed deeply feeling safe in Mark's arms.

"Oh baby, I know how hard it was for you to say that. I'm so proud of you," Mark broke the embrace but kept his hands on Jamies bare shoulders. Looking deep into his eyes with a firm, piercing gaze he spoke in a soft, deep voice "I have a question for you now. How would you like to live with me here on the farm as a girl?"

"Really? You'd be ok with that?"

"Yes, very much so. If you want me as your Daddy, that is."

Jamies head was swimming. Things were happening so fast but with his inhibitions down he jumped without looking. So very atypical of him. "Yes. Oh my gawd yes! I'll be your girl if you'll be my Daddy."

Mark smiled as he saw tears starting to well up in Jamies brown eyes. He leaned in and kissed her, ever so lightly on the lips, just teasing her with his tongue. "Don't cry baby. You're free now. From this moment forward, you will be Jamie."

"Thank you...Daddy."

It was getting late and the two talked for a bit more before they decided to turn in for bed. Jamie was expecting to be asked to come to bed with Mark but he said that they had a lot to talk about tomorrow and that he'd been through enough tonight.

"Good night baby, oh yes, one more thing. You're to sleep in your lingerie tonight."

"But I made a mess in it."

"Yes you did. Sleep well baby."