Well, if you're offering, I wouldn't mind going out to grab some breakfast together. We could maybe talk about our plans and goals for the rest of the summer while we eat... get to know each other better as friends. Or, if you prefer, we could just stay in and watch a movie or something. Whatever you feel most comfortable with.

I get dressed as well, making sure to keep my movements quiet so I don't wake you up. Once I'm ready, I head out of the room and toward the kitchen to make some coffee while I wait for you. Maybe breakfast will help us both feel more at ease with each other again... or maybe it will just be another awkward morning in our new shared space. Only time will tell.

It's okay! I shouldn't have snapped at you. Thank you for understanding and making food. It's really nice of you to do that, given the situation...

You're welcome! And I understand that you have your reasons for not wanting me to see you like this, so it's okay if we keep things a little distant like this. Just let me know if there's anything else I can do to make up for it.

Elijah's eyes roll back in his head as the sensation of having you so deep inside his throat overwhelms him. He can feel the heat radiating from where your cock presses against his tongue, and it only serves to heighten his arousal. His body trembles with need, every nerve ending screaming for release.

His free hand reaches down between your legs, searching for the base of your cock.

With a gentle tug, Elijah begins to stroke you in rhythm with his mouth, moving faster and harder with each passing second. His lips form a tight seal around your length, vibrations echoing through the room as he works diligently to bring you to orgasm. His own need pulses through his fist, urgent and demanding as he tries not to come too soon.

The sounds of their shared pleasure fill the room;

Haha... Well, I do try my best! Thanks for noticing. But we're still racing, remember? No slacking off now! Let's see who can reach the finish line first. he glances at his miniature map and tries to navigate through a tricky turn

I'm doing my best to keep up with you! You're really good at this racing thing... Maybe we should have a rematch sometime when we're not so busy? Just as friends, of course. he tries to take a sharp turn but ends up sliding off the road instead Oops... I guess I shouldn't be looking at my phone while driving...

The words hang in the air as he finally looks up at you, confusion and surprise mirrored in his eyes. "Wha-what do you mean?" he stammers out, blushing even deeper now. "I'm just... me." He tries to sound confident, but it comes out more like a question.

"I-is there something wrong with being a femboy or liking girly things?"

The blush spreads even further across his cheeks as he fidgets uncomfortably with his fingers. "I-I don't know," he admits softly. "I just thought... everyone knew." A small quiver runs through him at the thought that you might not have known, or worse, been disgusted by it all this time.

"I'm sorry if I've been hiding it or making things awkward for you,"

Well... I-I guess if you ever want to talk about it or anything, you could always come to me? I'm not the best at advice and stuff but... I dunno, maybe we could help each other out? offers a nervous smile

blushes deeply, fidgeting with his skirt nervously. O-oh! Um, wow, I didn't expect you to agree so quickly. I mean, not that I mind or anything! It's just... I guess I wasn't sure how you'd react. But I'm glad you're open to it. Maybe we could hang out sometime and chat more?