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Indian Summer
And Other Poems

By T.S. Severe

Copyright 2008 Severe Discipline Productions all rights reserved.
Intended for adults only.
Story Codes: M/TG, m/tg, Romance, Incest, Interracial, First, Oral,
Anal, Crossdressing (TV)
Synopsis: A collection of short fiction dedicated to transgender
romance

Foreword by H. William Fillmore Ph.D.

email:T.S.Severe@gmail.com		Web: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/severe/www/index.htm

Table of Contents:

        [o]    Chapter 01 - Beautiful Boy    (m/tv, Romance, No Sex)
        [o]    Chapter 02 - Indian Summer    (M/M, Romance,
Interracial-NA, Historical)
        [o]    Chapter 03 - Wedding Reception    (M/TG, Romance,
Incest, First)
        [o]    Chapter 04 - The Strongest Kid in School    (m/tg,
Romance, First)
        [o]    Chapter 05 - Amy    (M+/TG, Romance, Interracial-Asian)
        [o]    Chapter 06 - A Day in the Life   (m/tg, Romance,
Incest, First)
        [o]    Chapter 07 - Undercover Holly    (M/TV, Romance, First)
        [o]    Chapter 08 - TV Repairman    (M/TV, Romance,
Interracial-AA)
        [o]    Chapter 09 - Girlyscout    (M/tg, Romance, First)
        [o]    Chapter 10 - Blind Date    (F/M, Romance,
Crossdressing, Toys)
        [o]    Chapter 11 - Cock Kissing    (M/TG, Romance,
Interracial-Asian, Cheat)
        [o]    Chapter 12 - Tomboy    (m/tg, Romance. No Sex)
        [o]    Chapter 13 - The Way to a Boy's Heart    (M/m, Romance,
First)



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Indian Summer
And Other Poems

By T.S.Severe


Chapter One: Beautiful Boy


    "Give me the remote!" I held out my hand and Jahn, my best friend
scrunched his nose up at me.

    "It's my turn." He said in that soft voice of his.

    "It's my house!" I said, "Come on."

    "So? I let you watch what you want at my house." He hid the remote
control behind his back. "I wanna watch the Next Supermodel."

    "That's so dumb!" I frowned. "We're missing the wrestling!"

    "That's dumb!" He giggled, brushing his long black hair out of his
eyes.

    "You're dumb!" I decided. "Give it to me!"

    "No!" Jahn said almost sweetly, giving me that petulant smile I
always sorta liked.

    "You want me to pound you?" I threatened him, the way I had since
we were in second grade together.

    "I'll tell your mom!" He laughed and he was just fourteen, like
me, but a lot smaller. Like my size when I was ten maybe.

    "And get us both in trouble? Jahn!" I sighed. "Give it to me!"

    "No way, look it's starting!" He stuck out his little pink tongue
and I'd had enough.

    "You asked for it!" I said, moving quickly and surprising the
other boy as I grabbed his shoulders, pushing Jahn back to the
carpeted floor.

    "Hey!" He yelped and tried to push me off, but I was bigger and I
had him on his back now. I was a good wrestler anyway, the coach said
so, and I moved so I was sitting on his stomach, kinda knocking the
air out of my friend with a little whoosh.

    "Gonna give it to me?" I asked, even though I coulda just grabbed
the remote by then, it wasn't very far away. That wasn't the point
though.

    "No!" He huffed, trying to twist his thin body, kicking those long
skinny legs of his. We were both just wearing our underpants anyway
cause we were supposed to be sleeping already.

    Jahn was tugging with his arms too, since I was holding his wrists
above his head. His big blue eyes were shining and he was giggling
though, we'd wrestled a lot with each other since we'd been little
kids. Sometimes it was kinda serious and we'd be mad for a day or two,
but mostly it was like this, just roughhousing and I always won.

    "Say you'll give it to me and I'll let you go." I breathed, even
though I wasn't really trying my hardest, I just felt out of breath
for some reason.

    "I ain't gonna give it to you!" He said, kinda half-giggled and
half-whispered.

    Then Jahn really twisted, using all his strength, but I held him
tight and slid my body down a little, lowering my face so I was lying
on his chest with mine, making him support my weight. He wasn't moving
very far then and I was right over him, looking down at his face, kind
of oval shaped with a pointy chin, a pert little nose and soft pink
lips.

    I kissed him.

    I don't know why and I blinked as soon as I did it. I blinked a
lot and let him go, my face getting red and I wasn't holding his
wrists anymore. I wasn't squeezing Jahn's hips with my knees either,
not like I had been to keep him from getting away. I just relaxed and
swallowed hard and I didn't know what I was supposed to do or say or
anything. I didn't move either and that was confusing too. I shoulda
been getting off of him, but I didn't.

    "Why did you kiss me?" Jahn asked and he was a little red too, his
eyes looking at mine.

    Those soft blue eyes and I'd look away for a second and then come
back. Look away and come back. I was frightened and I swallowed hard
and I started to get up then, because I didn't have an answer, not one
that made any sense at all. I was moving slow and Jahn stopped me, his
arms suddenly going around my neck. His skinny little arms with hardly
no muscles at all, just soft and pale like the rest of him, but he was
holding me tight and I coulda got away, if I wanted to.

    "Why did you kiss me, Matt?" Jahn whispered and I felt my heart
going faster and my stomach was so tight it hurt.

    "I don't know." I said and the words wouldn't hardly come out.
"Because you're beautiful."

    "I am?" He asked me and I don't think Jahn was breathing at all.

    "Yeah."

    "Would you do it again?" He wondered softly and I shook my head.

    "You're a boy."

    "Please?" Jahn sighed. "I won't tell anybody."

    "But...I can't." I wanted to kiss him again and my dick was hard,
like it got sometimes for no reason. I knew the reason now though.

    "You're my best friend." Jahn told me and he closed his eyes. "You
don't have to."

    He let me go too, kinda just letting his arms fall away and I
think he wanted to cry, except I didn't know the reason. He just
looked that way, with his bottom lip trembling just a little, just
enough so I could see it. I had a crush before on a girl I knew in
sixth grade and I felt like that again, except it was worse. Jahn was
right there, but he was a boy.

    He was a beautiful boy and I was a boy too.

    I got off Jahn slowly, carefully like I might hurt him, and I sat
away from him, leaning against my bed. He was almost naked, except for
his white underwear and I looked at his body while he lay there, soft
and white. I could see the little blue veins in some places, like he
was see through or something. He looked so soft and small and weak.
Some of the guys at school pushed Jahn around and I always stood up
for him and now I knew why.

    I couldn't kiss him again though, but I wanted to. More than
anything.

    "What are you doing?" I asked him a minute later, cause Jahn
hadn't moved at all. "Are you crying?"

    "No." He said, turning his head and I knew he was.

    "Let's just go to sleep." I swallowed hard and I just said that
cause I didn't know what else to do.

    We slept together, in my bed the way we'd done it a million times.
I'd slept in his bed a million times too and sometimes, in the summer,
we slept outside in a tent in my backyard. We were always together it
seemed like, ever since I could remember almost. Me and Jahn, and
mostly I wished he was my brother, but now I didn't. And now there was
a lot of room between us in that little bed of mine. He was on one
side, close to the edge, and I was on the other facing away from him.

    It was dark in my room and we were quiet for a long time. For
hours and hours it seemed like and I'd look at the window every now
and again, thinking the sun would be coming up soon, but it was always
still black outside. I didn't know what I was gonna do when the sun
came up. I was afraid of Jahn now. Afraid of what I was supposed to
say to him, or how I was supposed to act, and that was the worst part
of all.

    It was even worse than the kiss because part of me thought maybe
he wasn't my best friend anymore. He wasn't mad, but something had to
change, I thought.

    "Are you sleeping, Matt?" Jahn asked me softly.

    "No."

    "It's really dark tonight." Jahn said.

    "Yah." I agreed.

    "What if I wasn't a boy?" He asked and I frowned a little, looking
at all that black, broken by the little crack of light under my
bedroom door.

    "I don't know." I said finally, after a while of thinking about
it.

    "What if I'm a girl?"

    "You're not a girl."

    "How do you know?" Jahn asked me and I felt the bed move as he
turned over and I knew he was facing me.

    "Cause." I smiled at his silliness, but Jahn was like that
sometimes. It was one reason I liked him so much. One reason out of a
gazillion.

    "Cause why?" He insisted, with a little giggle, a shy one maybe.

    "I seen your dick." I laughed then, turning over onto my right
side so I was facing him and now there wasn't much room at all between
us.

    "Maybe I'm just a girl with a dick." Jahn said, like that made any
kind of sense.

    "You can't be a girl and have a dick." I told him. "You gotta have
a pussy."

    "Even if I'm beautiful?" He asked softly and I swallowed hard,
remembering that I'd said that and I almost wanted to forget it.

    "I don't know." I said, but there'd been a long bit of quiet
before that.

    "I could be even more beautiful." Jahn said softly. "If you wanted
me to."

    "How?" I wondered, looking at his shadowy form next to me.

    "Like, I don't know." He shifted a little, bringing his knees up
and bending his legs and I felt him against my thighs, just barely and
I didn't move away from him.

    "You could..." I cleared my throat, "...get some lipstick maybe."

    "Yeah." Jahn giggled softly. "That's what I was thinking. Some,
um, clothes?"

    "Clothes?" I felt my heart going fast again, thinking about Jahn
with a little lipstick like some of the girls wore at school.

    "I don't know." Jahn said and he was shy maybe, or nervous. We
both were and we didn't want to laugh at each other or anything, I
knew that. I was understanding a little.

    "You want to try wearing a...Dress?" I asked him. "Maybe, I mean."

    "Yeah." He agreed slowly. "I'll wear a dress if you want me to."

    "I don't know." I said, but I did want to see him wearing a dress.
"Maybe you'd look funny."

    "Do you think so?" Jahn asked and he sounded a little scared
suddenly, there was a trembling in his voice. "I don't want to look
funny..."

    "No." I said, shushing him. "You won't look funny."

    "Okay." He said and it was a small sound.

    "What kind of dress?" I asked.

    "Um..." Jahn took a deep breath. "...Like a pink one? Maybe?"

    "Pink?" I giggled and Jahn laughed nervously. "What about blue,
sorta, like baby blue?"

    "Like my eyes?" Jahn asked and maybe he knew exactly what I was
thinking, cause sometimes he did.

    "You have really pretty eyes." I told him.

    "Okay."

    "A blue dress."

    "Yeah." Jahn agreed and he sounded happy. "With white buttons on
the back."

    "Yeah, buttons are nice." I nodded.

    "If I was wearing that dress, would you kiss me again?" Jahn asked
me after a long couple minutes.

    "Yeah." I swallowed hard.

    "Can you just sorta, pretend like I'm wearing it?"

    "Right now?" I breathed and I thought he was nodding. "Yeah.
Maybe."

    "Okay." Jahn said and I knew he was waiting to see what I would
do, but I was afraid to touch him and I didn't move or say anything.

    "I'm wearing it right now." He whispered. "My new dress and my new
shoes, white ones with ankle socks. Those lacy kinda socks like Millie
Morgan wears all the time."

    "Those are nice."

    "And...And I got a bra on too." Jahn swallowed hard enough I could
hear it and he was waiting for my laugh.

    "A white one."

    "And panties too." Jahn whispered. "Little white panties under my
blue dress."

    "Okay."

    "I put on some lipstick, just a little." Jahn told me. "Do you
like it?"

    "Yeah." I closed my eyes. "It looks nice."

    "And some perfume too." Jahn said. "Just behind my ears, like mom
does it."

    "It smells like peaches kinda."

    "Yeah." Jahn sighed. "I brushed my hair all night."

    "You did?" I reached down to feel my dick and it was stuck and
hurting, so I moved a little and felt more of Jahn's legs on mine.

    "A hundred times." He didn't move away from me, he just
straightened his legs, those long soft legs because that was all he
was really, legs mostly.

    "I love your hair." I whispered back. "It's so soft all the time.
It smells so good, but..."

    "But what?"

    "I was afraid to tell you." I confessed and that was the truth
too.

    "Why?" He wondered.

    "Because you're so beautiful." I told him. "Because maybe you'd...
Laugh at me."

    "I remember like two years ago." Jahn said. "We were riding bikes
to the Dairy Queen and you said you liked my hair."

    "I did?" I laughed nervously cause I remembered that.

    "Yeah." He giggled. "I was gonna get a haircut and you said I
shouldn't cause you liked my hair when it was long."

    "Oh." I sighed. "And you laughed at me."

    "I was afraid not to laugh." Jahn said. "But I didn't get my
haircut."

    "I know." I smiled, because Jahn had long black hair now, down
past his shoulders and wavy. I loved his hair. Everybody did.

    "I'm not a boy anymore, Matt."

    "I know."

    "Will you kiss me now?"

    "You're my best friend." I licked my lips.

    "Can't I be your girlfriend too?"

    "I just..." I took a deep breath. "...I don't want you to get hurt or
anything."

    "How am I gonna get hurt?" He asked with a little laugh.

    "Well, I mean..." I shrugged. "...Some of the other guys, they might..."

    "That's why you're so big." Jahn breathed. "Cause I'm so little."

    "Yeah."

    "You're gonna protect me, right?"

    "Yeah, I will." I promised.

    "Can I be your girlfriend?"

    "I think I love you." I told him and I was reaching out with my
hand, slowly.

    "I've loved you forever." Jahn turned his face as my fingers found
his soft cheek. "Since before I was born even."

    "Yeah." I laughed at that and he was kissing my hand, my palm, and
then we both moved closer until we were hugging in the dark

    "I'm serious." Jahn sighed and I was going to say something, cause
I believed him, but we were already kissing.



End
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