Rin yawned as he woke up, stretching in the tiny bed until his toes touched the foot board and his wrists pressed against the rough wall of the cabin. Outside, he heard the call of birds and the buzz of insects mixing in with the sounds of farmers and every day life.
Opening up one eye, he peered into the single-room cottage. It was empty. His parents must have already left for the farmer's market. From the night before, they decided that Rin would stay behind, clean, and have dinner ready when they showed up in a few days. After three days of selling and a half-day drive back around the forest, they would be exhausted.
Slipping out of bed, he pulled off a sleeping shift and stood in the dark cottage wearing nothing but a pair of white panties. They were the softest material he had but the fabric strained over his round, firm ass. He could feel it clinging to every centimeter, tracing the curve along the bottom and adding pressure to the crack that split him in half. The elastic of the panties cling to his narrow waist, holding it tight against his body. Looking down, he could see it outlining the tiny lump of his manhood.
Rin smiled to himself. The conversation from the night before gave him some dreams, mostly focused on how he could use his mouth with Pieter's cock. He guessed that Merci was saying he could lick it, but a small flash of dream had him sucking it into his mouth. That brought a rush of excitement and he was curious how other girls used their mouths with their lovers.
His thoughts kept him warm as he made sure the front door was locked and then trailed around the cottage. He started by picking up; with a single room, it quickly became cluttered no matter what his family did. Fortunately, they rarely spent their entire day inside, except during winter.
Once he finished, he almost threw himself back into bed. But, the need to keep working drove him forward and he sought out his dress instead. He picked one of his favorite ones, a summer dress with a pink Gingham pattern. The alternating checker pattern looked good against his pale skin and set off his dark, curly hair. The thin material highlighted his ass and traced the line of his panties.
Rin stared at himself in the mirror near the front door. Thoughts of Pieter flashed through his mind and he wondered if the other man would find him sexy if Rin showed an interest back. Rin's eyes slipped past his flat chest and narrow waist down to his ass. It was round and stuck out of the back of his dress. He turned and slapped it, watching as it bounced twice before tightening into place.
As the fabric settled back over his ass, it molded along the lines of his panties. The edges were thin, but obvious with the almost transparent material.
Rin rocked his hip as he thought about Pieter's cock plunging into Merci. The sight of the thick member pounding into her hole brought a tingle of excitement to burn through Rin. He could do that, he was sure of it. Pieter would want him, maybe even like his fantasy from the night before.
His fear of being caught with his secret crumbled underneath the desire to feel someone, something, pressing against his body.
With his thoughts, he tugged up the hem of his dress and slipped his hand into his panties. It took only a second to reach past his tiny cock and slide between his legs to his tight asshole. Touching himself in the middle of the day had its own excitement and he felt the muscle tense as a surge of heat spark his length. He circled his asshole, teasing the wrinkled folds, as he tried to imagine Pieter's cock buried inside.
He giggled and pulled his hand away. He was going to try, even if Pieter wasn't interested, maybe someone else would fall for a half-man wearing a dress. Decision made, he hooked his thumbs on his panties and pushed them down. When he straightened, the thin fabric of his dress draped over his tight ass without a single line or mark to hide his rounded globes from anyone looking.
“If Merci is going to call me a tease….” he said with a smile and a pat on his ass.
With a tiny jump, he headed for the front door. Time to get over his fear and find out if he really wanted Pieter or if Pieter wanted him back.
The door creaked open and he stepped outside. The warm air washed over him, prickling his nipples until they tented against the thin fabric. He glanced down, his tiny dick was hidden in the folds of his dress.
Taking a deep breath, Rin headed out, circling around his house with the intent of strutting down the main street, just to see which heads he would turn.
“Hey, Rin! Wait up!”
Rin stopped and looked around. She knew the voice, it was Samantha's boyfriend, Jacob. It took Rin a moment to find him, the broad-shouldered teenager was crawling out of the ditch by the side of the road.
Jacob was stripped down to his jeans, muscles streaked with mud and bits of grass. In his hand, he had a scythe which he set down on the ground before crossing the road.
A flush grew on Rin's cheeks as Jacob approached. He watched as the other teenager took in Rin's body, eyes following from the tip of Rin's head to his flat chest before lingering on his wide hips. There was something about the gaze, primal and hungry, that brought a new heat boiling inside of Rin. It was deep inside him and he could feel moisture gathering between his legs.
Rin straightened his dress, fighting the sudden fear that grew inside him. He wanted to tease the men like Jacob, but standing in the middle of the road, it was hard not to feel like a hunk of meat that Jacob wanted to devour.
“You are looking good, Rin,” said Jacob as he stopped in front of Rin. “Very good looking.”
Rin managed to squeak out a “thank you” but the words were stuttered.
Jacob stepped closer, the smell of sweat swirling around Rin. “What are you doing tonight?” His hand reached out and rested on Rin's hip.
With a gasp, Rin felt the palm against his skin as if it was a brand. It was hot and slick, possessive and commanding. He trembled as he looked up at Jacob. “W-Why?”
“Because,” Jacob said as he pulled Rin closer, “I would give anything to have those long sexy,” as he spoke, he stroked his palm down Rin's outer thing, “legs of yours hooked on my shoulders as I fuck the six hells out of you.”
Rin froze, the breath stilling in his lungs. He wanted to be sexy, but he never imagined how quickly or intensely one of the local men would respond. He gulped and glanced around.
Down the street, there were half a dozen other farmers and other teenagers all watching. Rin could see the naked lust and desire on their faces. They wanted Rin, wanted to fuck him.
Turning back, Rin stammered.
“I love to see your lips. They are so full and sexy. Just right for—” His hand continued to move as he spoke. It slowly crossed over Rin's thigh and started up toward his crotch.
The fear of his secret being revealed broke the spell. Rin stepped back with a gasp. “N-No! I-I have to go!”
Without waiting for a response, he gave Jacob a wide circle and raced for his house. He wasn't quite ready to be a cock tease.
He stopped just outside his door and leaned against a pile of wood. It took a moment for his gasping to slow down and his heart to stop pounding so hard. As he waited, his mind flashed at the intense response he got from Jacob.
Rin wanted it. He wanted to be sexy, but he had never teased someone before. He wondered what Jacob wanted to do with his lips, how Rin would feel with his mouth against Jacob's cock.
Even the curiosity of using his mouth or feeling a cock against his ass wasn't enough to bolster his courage. He shook his head and turned back to the cottage, ready to dress in something less revealing and enticing.
His eyes caught sight of a flower stem peaking out from one of the canvas tarps they used to cover the wagon. He frowned for a moment, the tarp looked like it had been thrown against the wall in a hurry, but that is where he kept all the flowers he had gathered for the farmer's market.
A surge of fear rising inside him, he inched over to the tarp. He could feel the ice spell rising through the material even before he flipped it back. At the sight of a hundred purple flowers neatly wrapped and ready for going to the farmer's market, he stumbled back. “No, no,” he whispered.
The ice spell was still in place and they were still in the leather bundle to keep them save from being jostled in the wagon or crushed by a tarp. But, they were suppose to be in the family wagon heading to Scoville, not left behind.
The flowers doubled their income for the largest farmer's market of the year. Without that, Rin knew they would be struggling to pay the bills and afford warm clothes for the winter or new calves for the summer.
A whimper rose out of his throat and he glanced around, wondering who could help. Most of the wagons were on their way to the Scoville for the market, not to mention all of the horses or other mounts. There were a few cows or goats, but Rin couldn't ride any of them nor would they handle the long trip.
He glanced at the Bordeli Forest as a new idea came to him. It was four hours around the forest, but only an hour or so if he cut through it. Fear prickled his skin, no one entered the woods. Stories drifted through the village about some horrible beast, but nothing had ever left the forest in Rin's entire life.
There was no question though, the forest was forbidden.
Rin glanced back at the flowers. If he couldn't get the flowers to his parents, they would have an entire year of struggling to pay the bills and afford the next season.
The whimper rose and he peered at the wood. He could make it, no one would ever know.
His heart pounded faster and the world spun around him.
His heart won and he raced into the house to find his shoes. He would run through the woods and deliver the flowers. Then he could walk back in time to finish cleaning and make dinner before his parents return.
What could go wrong?