Fan submissions are somewhat tricky to navigate in these wholesome tumblr times, so I was utterly thrilled to see this popping into the EB inbox recently:
a few times you’ve mentioned wanting to feature more trans embarrassed boys on this blog, and well, I live to serve. on my knees, covering my modesty, and awaiting your orders, sir, just as you like it.
Warms this jagged peice of flint no end to know there are EBs out there still paying attention! Thank you for your service!
Oh sure, he’s all smiles now, but moments later the smile would be gone when a strong gust of wind whipped his only means of coverage away from his hand and off across to the carpark… and it was going to be a while before he’d be allowed back down…
A fan submission, with a story prompt (the last line of the story) and it follows on from a previous post, where this embarrassed boy has found himself caught in a most embarrassing situation…
“What the fuck! Hey guys, look what I found!”
The inevitable had happened. He was mortified. He tried to hide his face, to hide his shame, but it was no good…
“Hey - peek-a-boo asshole, we seeyou!” He was so embarrassed, he didn’t know what to do…
“Haha - not much of a hide-and seek champion is he? What you doing here all naked like that little buddy?”
“Eww, he’s got a little boy boner! Is he getting off on this?”
“Explain yourself asshole - is this turning you on - getting caught?”
“He doesn’t say much does he?”
“Maybe he’d like another go?”
“Would you like that perv boy? Try to escape, have us catch you whacking off again?”
“Oh my god, his dicklett is actually drooling at the prospect!”
He’d been thrilled when she suggested a joint cosplay - even more interested when she told him what she had in mind… unfortunately there was one detail she neglected to tell him…
Embarrassing as it was, he had to admit he was starting to get quite excited at all the attention he’d been getting at the convention hall… which of course presented its own set of awkward problems for his costume…
So which of you embarrassed boys out there is ready for Infinity war…? This one begged and pleaded with his dom to go and see it… he said he’d give anything and well… it seems his master took him at his word…
He could sense master walking with purpose up the corridor to let him into the flat.
Time seemed to slow down. The embarrassed boy was nervous and excited to enter sir’s flat and all the wicked and debauched activities that lay beyond the front door, but right now he secretly hoped this current moment would last forever…
Well, this was a fine predicament he’d gotten himself into! Stark naked, his pasty white tan lines visible for all to see, trussed up with impossible knots and lost in a stranger’s vast holiday villa, trying to slip away quietly without waking any of the lecherous locals who’d persuaded him back to their place with promises of sex and sangria - he’d only been in this paradise for 2 nights and already this was turning into the holiday from hell!
He tried to ask somebody about the delay, but before he could get his question out he was simply told “wait.”
He tried to leave, get changed, but again he was told “wait”
Any sensible person would have complained, stormed off, demanded to speak to whoever was in charge. For some reason, he couldnt really explain why, he didn’t.
He waited.
A nagging feeling told him he was going to be waiting like this for a long time yet…
Scene courtesy of sweedish film “About a Young Man”, suggested by a fan.
