Daniel was a 15 year old teenager, like any boy his age, he was full of hormones and sexual fantasies for every pretty girl that passed in front of him. In the last weeks of the school year, the history teacher had a child and was absent from school, being replaced by teacher Marlene, a trans woman. Immediately, the teenage students, evil by nature, made prejudiced and mean jokes behind his back. Marlene was almost 1.80 meters tall, had black skin, a deep voice and was visibly strong. The students nicknamed her Marlão, which made her upset. Some parents even asked for her to be removed from school, but fortunately, that didn't happen. Daniel soon discovered that Marlene had moved down the street from her, a house he could see from her bedroom window.
Even though he wouldn't admit it, Daniel thought about it a lot that night. He took a while to lie down, he just watched, he saw the woman enter his house and hours later leave it wearing his pajamas, to get something from his car and go back in right away. Daniel looked at her, the male body that the day before was a joke, now aroused attraction, despite the distance he could see, long straight hair running down a broad back, full breasts swaying beneath a loose white shirt, thick legs and a big ass without silicone below short pink shorts. All the prejudiced jokes disappeared from her mind, now he saw only a great woman out of her reach, one who perhaps could have made him happy if he had been more polite, he saw her entering and the lights went out. The next thing he knew, his penis was hard in his hand, he put it back refusing to be aroused by someone he still called a man, but not long after he was masturbating, trying to think about something else, the girls at school with whom he was in love, the beautiful and sensual women he saw on TV, the erotic videos he watched in the early hours of the morning, but nothing worked, when he ejaculated, he felt his semen jumping out of his penis with vigor and landing on his belly, it was the biggest orgasm he had ever had. he had in his life until that moment, followed by a deep and revolting feeling of guilt, swearing that he would never let himself be attracted to a man again.
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