“Put on the panties I got you.”

Dom paused. He was fresh from the shower, toweling himself off. He didn’t expect that Adam would make him wear them tonight.

“Ooh you’re gonna look so hot” teased L, as she pulled on her own lace thong.

“Twinsies” she said, smacking Dom’s butt.

He was now blushing bright red.

Dom had only recently acknowledged that despite his name, he was actually a switch, a verse, a power bottom. And quite curious about his feminine side.

Like most men, especially athletically gifted first born sons, Dom had grown up with the expectation that he’d be a manly man, a commanding leader, all brawn. His dad was the kind of old school macho guy who made fun of other men who painted their nails or wore an earring.

And yet here he was, staring down a lace thong that his boyfriend and girlfriend had bought for him.

It had taken him a long time to trust L and Adam enough to admit that he’d been eyeing L’s lingerie drawer for months, with jealousy.

But after finally bottoming for Adam, and the earth shattering orgasm it gave him, he realized that his femme side was nothing to fear. In fact, it turned Adam on even more to see a guy who could nearly take him in the wrestling ring, grabbing the sheets desperately as he came on his dick.

L was all for it also, and was beginning to serve as a mentor of sorts. A curvy, thick goddess herself, there was no better expert on feminine charm.

“Well? What are you waiting for?” Adam’s steely eyes twinkled with mischief and challenge.

Dom shyly grabbed the red lace thong, and stepped into it. It felt strange trying to arrange himself in the skimpy panties. There was barely room for his junk. But when he turned to look at the rear view in the mirror, he felt intrigued and pleased at the feminine way the lace framed his ass. He had been attending leg day religiously with Adam and the work had paid off.

“Such a good girl” Adam whispered in his ear, grabbing a handful of cheek.

Dom’s cock began straining against the lace and he blushed shyly.

It was new and forbidden and delicious to feel like a good girl.

He pulled his jeans on over, and threw on a button down shirt.

Once they got to the movie theater, they situated themselves near the back, Dom in between L and Adam.

It started off as a normal date, them sharing popcorn with each other, and chatting about the coming attractions.

The lights dimmed and the movie began. The theater was mostly empty, not busy on a weekday.

Adam draped an arm around Dom. Dom felt himself get little goosebumps. He was still new to getting PDA from a man in public. Not that anyone was paying attention in the dark theater.

Adam leaned over to Dom’s ear.

“I love knowing you’re wearing those slutty little panties for us right now.”

Dom smiled and felt his face grow a bit warm.

L reached her hand over and placed it on Dom’s thigh.

“Your ass in red lace is almost hotter than mine. Almost” she whispered.

Now he was blushing and squirming as his cock once again pressed against the lace panties under his jeans.

Adam and L kept teasing Dom throughout the movie, Adam occasionally kissing Dom’s neck and telling him how well behaved he was, L rubbing his thigh higher and higher.

By the time the plot was coming together he couldn’t concentrate on anything besides his throbbing cock. He had been leaking precum for almost an hour.

Adam and L exchanged a look. They both knew how responsive Dom could be. A plot hatched solely through eye contact.

“Baby, unzip your pants for me,” whispered L.

Dom looked around nervously. The other movie-goers ten rows ahead were not paying any attention.

He unbuttoned his jeans and slowly lowered the zipper. The red lace peeked out. HIs heart was pounding.

“Mmm good girl” said Adam.

Why did that do it for him even more than good boy? He didn’t want to BE a girl. But he wanted to feel like one sometimes, or how he fantasized it felt: to be dressed up pretty, desired by men, taken by them.

L slipped her delicate hand into the opening of his jeans and began gently rubbing his erection.

His breath began to speed up. After all the teasing he was nearly ready to blow.

“Not yet” she said, feeling him throb.

He took a series of deep breaths and willed himself not to cum yet.

Adam turned towards Dom and began to run his hand up and down Dom’s thigh. L continued working his cock while kissing his neck.

“Such a good little slut for us” said Adam, tracing closer to Dom’s crotch.

“Mmm he’s learned from the best, hasn’t he, Daddy” she replied. She was quite wet, the sight of Dom turning more and more red as he got unbearably aroused and his cock throbbed in her hand making her feel powerfully erotically charged.

“I think we should play a little game” whispered Adam.

“I love games” said L.

Dom swallowed nervously.

“I bet you we can make this slut cum without even touching him. Just with dirty talk. Whoever puts him over the edge wins.”

“Daddy, I love this game.” L was smiling devilishly. She pulled her hand out of Dom’s pants, and gave his cock one last rub. He twitched in response.

“I’ll go first.”

Adam shifted to be closer to Dom’s ear.

First he kissed his neck, slow and sensual, sending tingles down his body and making his cock jump and strain. The precum he’d leaked was visible on his lace panties.

He leaned into Dom’s ear and began gently kissing and nibbling his ear lobe.

Dom let out a moan.

“Shhh. Be a good slut and stay quiet.”

Dom could only close his eyes and nod. He was so horny he could barely think. He wanted desperately to cum, but was also so embarrassed to be so needy in public, risking making a mess of himself at the movies.

“I can’t wait to get home and peel those sexy little panties off that juicy ass of yours. Then I’m going to get you nice and lubed up and rock hard for me. And then I’m going to slide my thick, hard cock into your tight little asshole, while you moan for me like the whore that you are.”

Dom let out a low moan, soft but feral.

“Shh” said L.

“Daddy it’s my turn.”

Adam nodded, grinning. He was having fun. This was much more entertaining than the movie.

“While he’s fucking your ass I’m going to play with my pussy until it’s nice and wet and ready for the both of you. Right where you can watch while you’re getting pounded. I want to get off to the sight of you struggling not to explode as he fucks you.”

Dom’s cock was so swollen, desperate for touch. He reached down and rubbed himself without thinking.

“Naughty!” said Adam, swatting his hand away.

“Daddy please” said Dom, needy, totally submissive to Adam’s authority.

“I said no.”

The denial just made him hornier.

“You don’t get to play with your cock in those pretty panties. That’s just for us. Good girls follow instructions. And I think you should only get to cum hands free for the rest of the day.”

Dom shuddered, immediately thinking of the last time he’d had a hands free orgasm on Adam’s thick cock. He had sprayed cum all over the room. Part of him wanted to lower his jeans, and bend over for Adam right there in the movie theater.

“I bet you wish he would bend you over right here, and pull those panties to the side, and slip a finger into that thick ass of yours” whispered L into his ear. Reading his mind. Not that it was difficult. She wanted the same thing, after all; her own lace panties now soaked with her juices from riling Dom up so much.

“And I would get down on the floor, and slide your cock into my mouth as he fucks you.”

“Oh god” said Dom, as his cock twitched and leaked cum. He was on the edge.

“Mmm good girl, so wet for us” said Adam.

“I can’t wait for my cock to be inside your pretty, tight asshole. The way you clench around me as I thrust inside you. The way I can feel the pressure build up as I’m about to coat your insides in my cum.”

“Daddy I…Daddy” squeaked out Dom, squirming in his seat.

“You’re that close huh?”

“Yes Daddy…please”

“Please what?”

“Please can I cum”

“Mmm you are such a good girl using your manners.” But he didn’t give permission.

Instead he traced his fingers up and down Dom’s thigh. Slowly, and then faster. The speed he’d use to jerk him off.

It was such an incredible tease. Dom was almost panting with need.

“Does the slut want to cum?” teased L.

Dom could only nod.

Adam rubbed his thigh faster and harder. Inches away from his throbbing, leaking cock.

“You’ve done such a good job.”

Rubbing, rubbing.

“You followed instructions so well.”

Rubbing, closer, but still not touching.

“And you look so sexy in those panties.”

Faster.

“So I think you’ve earned what you wanted.”

Dom was now panting with his eyes closed, head back, forgetting about time and space, feeling only his straining erection, inches from where Daddy was teasing his thigh.

“So be a good girl…and cum for Daddy” he whispered in Dom’s ear.

Dom began to shudder as his desperate cock finally released the cum he’d been holding back. It quickly leaked through his panties and jeans, forming a wet spot. His hips thrusted up, trying to rub himself against his clothes or Daddy’s hands, the tease of no contact both ruining and enhancing the orgasm.

“Fuck” he whispered, after the last spurt of cum erupted from his cock.

“Mmm you did such a good job, you messy little thing” said L.

The reality of the situation began to dawn, and he felt his face flush with embarrassment.

The humiliation paired with the intensity of the orgasm, there was truly no feeling like it.

Sitting in the dark theater, coming down off the orgasm, realizing he’d made a mess in his panties.

To think, this was only the first phase of his slut training.