Tug of War 54.1 (Patreon)

Half an hour later, when Matthew saw Timothy, his eyes almost popped out of the sockets. "Tiff... I... I c-can't believe..." he stammered, dumbfounded. "I can't believe how fantastic you look! I mean, you always looked stunning, but now... wow!" he finished, his eyes roaming over Timothy's body, and lingering on the feminized boy's new breasts. 

"Why thank you, Matt! You look great, too!" Timothy said, giggling. In truth, he was completely scared of Matt's enthusiasm about how he looked, but he didn't want to let that show in front of his father. Yes, Timothy was at home, and Richard was watching the whole scene. 

Matthew then came over, kissed Timothy lovingly on the cheek and gave him a bouquet of roses. That was a weird experience for the feminized boy – not so much for the kiss itself, but by the feel of his boobs against Matt's muscular chest. How could he have let it go so far? Technically, he was still a guy, just like Matt. However, it was simply impossible to find any similarity between them that night. Matthew had a manly body with muscles everywhere, and was wearing a gray T-shirt, jeans, a jacket, and sneakers. Timothy, on the other hand, had a delicate and feminine body, with big breasts and killer legs, and was wearing that tiny pink dress and high heels. 

Matthew next greeted Susan and then he approached Richard. "Good evening, Mr. Foster" he said, extending his hand. 

"Matthew, my boy!" Richard exclaimed, sounding so cheerful that Timothy's jaw dropped. He even embraced the guy, something he had rarely done to Timothy since the boy was born. "It's good to see you. So, how is the football team? Training hard, I suppose."

"Of course, sir! I truly believe we have a chance to win the championship this year... A good chance! Maybe you are interested in watching one of our next games, Mr. Foster?

"We'll see, we'll see, my boy... but now, enough talking about football! I'm sure you two lovebirds are eager to get out of here and enjoy some time together, huh?" Richard said, smirking at his feminized son, his eyes full of malice. 

"Oh, I can't deny that, Mr. Foster. You know how much I like your daughter" Matthew said, smiling charmingly. "We can finish our talk later then. Are you ready to go, Tiff?" 

"S-sure!"

"Great! I promise to bring her back before midnight, as always, Mr. Foster." 

"Why the hurry, young man? Why the hurry?" Richard's diabolical grin became even wider. "Now that we are getting close, I know that you won't do any harm to my daughter, right? Let's say I won't complain if Tiffany arrives a little later tonight..." he laughed; a laugher that sounded more like a bark. "You two should get going before I change my mind!" 

Matthew, who seemed to hardly believe his luck, didn't need to hear it twice. He grabbed Timothy's hand and dragged the feminized guy out of the house wasting no time…

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"So… where are we, like, going tonight, Matt?" Timothy asked, in a weak voice, when they were already in the car, moving away from his home. 

"Oh, you're really curious, aren't you?" Matt asked, using his right hand to caress Timothy's bare legs. It was something that had already became a habit while he was driving, and Timothy always felt that mixture of fear and excitement having his bare legs stroked like that, with the guy's hand so dangerously close to his groin. He then realized he had never worn pants on a date with Matt. In fact, he couldn't remember the last time he had worn pants in any situation. It was no wonder that Alyssa and the rest of the gang thought he was the girliest girl of them all. Even Alyssa wore pants to school from time to time. 

"I'm not telling you where we going so fast, Tiff" Matt continued. "I want to surprise you. I know how much you like surprises."

"Hey, I've never said that!" 

"That's no need to say, babe. I already know you very, very well..." he whispered, and then, as if to prove his point, he took advantage of a red light to kiss the feminized boy's neck, which made Timothy let out a groan of pleasure, no matter how much he wanted to avoid it. 

Matthew drove for another fifteen minutes, and Timothy started to get really worried when they approached the highway. "Wait, are we leaving the town?" he asked, wide-eyed. 

"Relax, honey. We're not going far" Matthew assured him. "Just up to the nearby town, okay? There's not much to do around here, and I want this night to be special…"

About half an hour later, they finally arrived at their destination. Matthew parked the car next to a building with vibrant lights and loud music coming from inside. "You know where we are, right? This is the best nightclub around that allows   people under twenty-one to get in. Since you enjoyed dancing so much on our first date, I thought you would like to come here." 

Timothy was about to say he hadn't enjoyed dancing at all, but he knew it would be of no help. Also, he had never been to a nightclub before, so he couldn't deny that he was curious to see how it looked inside. But it was hard to believe he was going into a place like that as a girl, especially wearing such a tiny dress. As they entered the nightclub, the lustful glances Timothy received made him wince. Matt, on the other hand, was thrilled for having such an attractive girl as his date, with all the guys around envying him. 

"Hey, there are some tables over there" he said, pointing to a corner. "Would you like to sit down for a drink?"

"S-sure, why not." 

"Cool. Let me guess... a Diet Coke for you?"

"Yeah, sounds perfect. But wait! Gosh. I don't want to wait alone while you fetch the drinks, Matt! I... I'm totally scared! It's my first time in a nightclub, you know… Please, promise me you won't, like, leave me alone… not even for a second!" Timothy begged, unconsciously curling up in Matt's strong arms. 

"Alright, Tiff, don't worry. You're safe with me, okay?" Matthew stated, lifting Timothy's chin and kissing him gently on the lips. "Being at your side all the time is my pleasure, anyway." 

After picking up the drinks, they headed for a table. Timothy finally felt relaxed enough to take a look around. It was difficult to see anything, though. The area they were in was poorly lit, with dark walls and pop art paintings. Ahead, there was the huge dance floor, with so intense lighting that it was difficult to stare for more than a few seconds without the eyes starting to hurt. It was also hard to talk, given how loud the music was. However, it soon became clear that having a conversation wasn't exactly what Matt had in mind at that moment. With such a dim light and so few people around (since most people were on the dance floor), it didn't take long for him to start kissing Tiffany. 

"Calm down, Matt! Gee, we're in public and..." Timothy tried to argue, but he knew that was a lost cause. Matt was just too excited to pay attention to what he was trying to say, and so was Timothy's own body. As Matt's tongue explored his entire mouth eagerly, the feminized boy finally surrendered to the pleasures of being kissed with so much passion, feeling the usual guilt for enjoying what was going on. 

"Oh, Tiff... You're so beautiful... So hot..." Matt murmured, now kissing and nibbling on Timothy's ear, his hands rubbing the feminized guy's legs and shoulders. As much as he struggled, Timothy found it hard to reason about anything. It was unbelievable how Matt knew how to turn him on… He really knew him well… At least his feminine side…

And the night is, like, just beginning, Timothy thought, afflicted… A night that, if his father was right, could change everything…

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Hey, guys! I'll post more this weekend. The next part is almost ready! :-)