Chapter 1: Introduction
Dax had an issue. You see he was fresh faced in a new apartment. And had a roommate… Great! Except, this guy, was eccentric, Dax knew femboys or sissies crossdressers, whatever you call them existed. And now he seemed to live with one. Enter
JJ, with their flamboyant charm and bubbly demeanor. The first time Dax saw JJ, it was like witnessing some sort of exotic wildlife - something strange, yet undeniably captivating. JJ's delicate hands danced over a dish towel in the kitchen, gracefully swirling pasta into a simmering pot of tomato sauce. Dax couldn't help but be mesmerized by the fluidity of JJ's movements, and a surge of unexpected desire coursed through him. You see you could easily double take when looking at JJ, his face was delicate, lips plumped, body quite thin, and finally, to be blunt, his ass, made most girls look pathetic.
He looked like a model, a girl model, but he was JJ, his eyes were full of innocence, like a doe lost in the woods. And his first time meeting him JJ was casually cooking pasta in a t-shirt… and a thong.
A thong! Dax couldn't help but let out a little gasp, feeling his heart skip a beat. The material hugged JJ's curves just right, showcasing the softness of his hips before disappearing between his legs. Dax swallowed hard, and JJ turned seeing him and all the boxes “Oh em gee! You must be Dax! Oh my gosh welcome welcome welcome! I’m JJ, oh come mere”
JJ clasped his hands together, smiling widely, dimples appearing on his cheeks. "I've been waiting for you all day!"
“Wait,” Dax stammered, taking a step back, “what are you wearing?” It was more of a statement than a question. JJ’s attire was unlike anything he had ever seen before; he wore a crop top that barely covered his chest, showing off his toned arms and abs, with a man thing, “oh just some casual wear do you like it?” He said turning around, and there was that ass again. Just a phat booty choking a thong to death. Dude you’re straight relax, it’s guy butt! Dax thought nervously “Looks… great! I’m just gonna move my uh boxes… uh my room”
. He tried shaking it off, but his gaze kept wandering back to JJ's rear every few seconds. JJ, however, seemed blissfully unaware of his effect on Dax or perhaps he was enjoying it. "Would you like to join me for dinner later?" JJ asked sweetly, "I can make enough for both of us if you want!"
He wasn't even subtle about his invitation. But Dax felt cornered, his hormones raging, and he agreed, hoping that the meal would somehow distract him from his growing obsession. “Just to clarify, you are a guy… right?…”
Dax blurted out, his voice trembling slightly. JJ tilted his head, looking puzzled. “Yeah, definitely a GUY LOL!” JJ laughed loudly, his laughter filling the small space between them. “What gave you the wrong idea? My pronouns are he/him, by the way!” JJ smiled, his eyes sparkling under the flickering light of the dimmed living room. Dax couldn't help but feel embarrassed, his cheeks flush red. He quickly mumbled an apology, not daring to meet JJ's gaze. “But worry we have plenty of time to get to know each other, roooomie!”
JJ teased, twirling the wooden spoon in hand like a magician’s wand. His smile widened, and Dax wondered how many other guys had fallen victim to JJ's charms.
Later he sits next to JJ eating dinner. JJ is just bubbly as can be peppering questions. While Dax is in his own head, why was this dude so hot!?
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As Dax sat across from JJ, trying to focus on the conversation, his eyes kept straying to JJ's plump lips. They were painted a deep shade of pink, a color that matched Dax's fantasies perfectly. JJ chattered away, oblivious to the burning intensity in Dax's gaze. He talked about his hobbies, his favorite movies, and his dreams for the future. As much as Dax wanted to pay attention, the temptation to glance down at JJ's crotch was too strong to resist. It was tiny… but it was there, a reminder… this is a dude.
But Dax still couldn’t stop staring at JJ's lips, wondering what it would be like to touch them softly, maybe slip a finger inside that luscious mouth. What if I kissed him? Would it surprise him? Would he push me away? Or would he kiss me back fiercely, passionately?
"So tell me, Dax," JJ chirped, breaking the silence between them, "ya got a lady friend?”
Dax hesitated, chewing on his lower lip before answering. "No, no girlfriend," he replied, his voice cracking slightly.
JJ's eyes brightened, his curiosity piqued. "Ah, then what about boyfriend?" he prodded, grinning mischievously.
Dax shifted uncomfortably in his seat, a blush creeping up his neck. "I mean, I guess I'm not really into that kinda stuff," he murmured.
JJ's grin widened, knowing full well what he was doing. “Oh totes!”
later after some more wine JJ was a bit tipsy, and pulled out his phone “wanna see *hic* something cool, me and some friends… they’re a lot like me, we have fun on instagram… everyone thinks imma chick, I throw on a wig makeup, all dolled up! Look here’s me dressed as Lola Bunny!”
JJ chuckles, swiping through photos on his phone. “You should see the looks I get at work! And then me and the boys got our Halloween costumes ready! Can you believe people think we’re chicks, look here’s me as Jessica Rabbit!”
JJ giggled as he showed off another photo he whipped out on his iPhone. The image depicted JJ in a skin-tight red dress, his hair styled into a fiery mass of curls. Dax stared at the picture, his eyes wide, and his heart pounding against his chest. Even though it was JJ in drag, he couldn't shake off the heat surging through his veins. This was getting ridiculous. "How long have you been doing this?" Dax managed to ask, clearing his throat.
“I don’t know a while. I’m already pretty cute tbh, so the wig and makeup are just and make me even more pretty”
JJ winked cheekily, his intoxicated eyes glistening under the dim lighting.
Dax couldn’t help but stare. He wanted to reach out and stroke JJ’s arm, feel the velvety smoothness of his skin beneath his fingertips. “It’s weird, right? How people think you’re a girl?” JJ mused, fiddling with his wineglass. “Do you think I look like a girl?”
Dax gulped, swallowing his saliva. “Uh I mean, uh you’re very pretty”
He sputtered, reddening. JJ giggled, slurring a bit, his words rolling off his tongue thickly. “T-Thanks! So how long have you been um single?”
Dax shrugged, not wanting to divulge the truth. “Awhile, just focusing on my career right now.” JJ nodded in understanding, his eyes glazing over for a moment. “Sounds nice sounds nice! Well you’ve found yourself a great roommate!” The two of them continued chatting, Dax's gaze occasionally drifting to JJ's curvy figure. “Oh em gee you’ve gotta meet my friends sometime tho, they are soooo much fun. You could meet Tina, she’s actually a girl teehee, she’s got like great boobs!”
JJ gushed, leaning in closer to show Dax her pictures. He was trying to ignore the suggestive comments about her friend's assets, but it was difficult. “And my other bestie Timmy, he’s a total babe, you wouldn’t even realize he’s gay either!”
JJ's excitement was contagious, and Dax couldn't help but feel drawn into the conversations about their mutual friends. He found himself nodding along, pretending to share JJ's enthusiasm. “But if you’re not gay obvs I wouldn’t try and make you two date. But like Tina is sooooo hot. Oh my gosh I’m so excited to have a roooomie!”
JJ sang, waving his hand at Dax. “You know sometimes it gets lonely here, like having a cat or fish or something. Like hey wanna play Animal Crossing later? I have like three islands going!”
Dax feigned amusement, replying, “uh I probably gotta get some sleep, long day”
He cleared his throat, feeling uneasy under JJ's intense gaze. “Well goodnight then! I hope you enjoyed the pasta!”
JJ stood up, swaying slightly as he headed towards the bedroom area. “Goodnight! Sleep tight!”
that night Dax thought about butt.
It was big, juicy, and ripe. A succulent peach waiting to be tasted. A plum, begging to be devoured. That night a dream visited Dax. In it JJ was wearing nothing but heels and lingerie-and nothing else. The vision of it jolted Dax awake, panting heavily. His dick throbbed with an ache only JJ could quench.
The next morning, Dax woke up early, his thoughts preoccupied with JJ's sensual form. He decided to make breakfast, hoping that the act of preparing food would calm his racing mind. JJ walked out dressed in booty shorts and nothing else. Dax noticed his nipples had little barbells pierced in. “wow roomie making breakfast for me! How’d i get so lucky hehe”
!” JJ chirped, stretching his arms over his head.
The short shorts he wore rode up his thighs, exposing a tantalizing amount of skin. Dax tried to focus on chopping the vegetables, but his peripheral vision betrayed him, drawing his gaze back to JJ's bare legs. "Hey, Dax," JJ called out, "I'm gonna shower real quick! Be warned, I sing in the shower!"
With that, JJ disappeared into the bathroom, leaving Dax alone with his burgeoning desires. He took a deep breath, attempting to regain control over his thoughts. JJ then came out in nothing but a towel, damp, his towel riding too high, so his ass meat hung out like two balls of dough.
hanging off a rack. Dax swallowed hard, a shiver running down his spine. “Wow Dax you’re such a trooper, it’s early and you’re already cooking. Wanna cuppa coffee?”
JJ smiled, his eyes sparkling under the fluorescent lights. “I can teach you how to make latte art, you know!”
Dax suppressed a groan, desperately searching for words to reply. “Sure. Sure.”
He knew he sounded awkward, but he just couldn't seem to gather his composure.
“Heehee I actually know how to do a really good butt!”
JJ exclaimed, laughing heartily and gesturing at the coffeemaker. “We could watch Queer Eye while we drink!”
“Uhhhhh. Uhhhh I need to go uh unpack! Uh enjoy breakfast!” Dax stammered running off. Really he had to jack off badly… to straight porn! No uh, gay stuff! Chicks he likes chicks.
He's straight, totally straight. Sheesh. The tension between them had grown thicker than honeycomb. It was palpable, almost tangible, like a third entity lurking in the shadows of their cozy apartment. JJ bustled about, humming to tunes only he could hear, oblivious to the storm brewing within Dax. Dax was fighting a losing battle, grappling with his burgeoning attraction towards JJ. His once unshakable heterosexuality was now teetering on the brink of collapse. Gosh JJ was like a male bimbo. Just so clueless, but really really hot!… but he was dude! Dax proceeded to furiously jack off. Producing probably the biggest load he had in years.
When Dax finished, he wiped the cum on his sheets with disgust. “Gross!” He whispered to himself. “What am I doing? I’m straight!”
He stumbled into the hallway, still reeling from his explosive orgasm. “JJ! I-I need to talk to you!”
JJ spun around, his eyes wide with shock. “Oh hey Dax! What’s up?”
“Come on, sit down. We need to talk.”
JJ sat down opposite Dax, crossing his legs and folding his hands on his lap. And Dax immediately back tracked “uh just… uh getting to know you more. Uh what do you do for a uh a living?” He asked he couldn’t tell JJ he already was in lust with him. Mostly because he didn’t want to believe it himself.
“Oh I do onlyfans! Femboys are like sooo in right now”
JJ responded enthusiastically, his eyes shining with pride. “I mean, I’m basically a girl just with you know, a dick! But my booty makes up for it! What do you do?” God does he hear himself, I just wanna bend him over-NO Dax focus, pussy, you like totally like pussy.
Yeah just forget about JJ, just focus on the fact that he’s like totally a dude. Dude!”
Dax repeated the mantra to himself, but the memory of JJ's lithe, naked body flashed through his mind, and he nearly dropped the plate he was holding.
"So Dax," JJ chimed, snapping Dax out of his reverie, "I told my friends about you! They wanna hang out soon haha!"
Dax coughed, his heart pounding in his chest. “Like uh… tonight?”
“Yes! You’ll love them they’re just like me!” He gushed. Throwing his hands out and dropping his towel. “Oh whoopsie!” He giggled. For a brief moment Dax got a full frontal view. And the thing that was antagonizing him, JJ’s little dicklet. A tiny dick on his hairless body. A reminder, this is a guy. You don’t like guys. “So yeah just like 3 of my besties wanna come hang!”