Caribbean Adventures of Yanel

by Lina Rodriguez

  

CHAPTER 2

It was 3 AM. Yanel stood silent, soaking in the air conditioned coolness as she opened the door to her apartment. She kicked off her stilettos and quickly climbed out of her outfit, which looked like a shiny second skin, before jumping into the shower. The apartment was small, but continuous electricity and running water had become a luxury in this part of town. Things were looking up for her since her arrival a year ago.

Life in New York was difficult for James and his family. They had come from the Dominican Republic when he was only three years old, settling in a cramped apartment in Upper Manhattan. His parents each worked two jobs and still had a hard time making ends meet. James and his sister Claudia, who shared a tiny bedroom, practically raised themselves on TV and cereal.

When James was sixteen years old, Claudia was sent to live with an aunt in Massachusetts where she was to attend a private school. James was very upset, as they had developed a very strong bond and she was his only friend. In the end, however, he knew that this was probably her only chance to escape their miserable reality. The night Claudia left James locked himself in their room and cried himself to sleep.

When he woke up it was 10 AM. He had missed school! "Oh well", he thought. "No point in going in this late!"

James started rummaging around in his sister's dresser, hoping to find something that would remind him of her. What he found would change his life forever.

While searching through a drawer, James came upon a neatly folded pile of satin panties. They felt so soft and smooth that he pulled one out and caressed it in his hands. "I never knew Claudia had these," he thought. James tried them on and they fit him well. His thin, almost underdeveloped frame was not much larger than Claudia.

James, wearing only the silk panties, started opening other drawers and came across a sexy rayon dress that he had only seen on Claudia once before. He tried it on and it fit him perfectly. Looking in the mirror, James was overcome by an adrenaline rush… he was hooked!

From that day forward, James would come home and dress up in his sister's clothes, trying on every single piece she had left behind. He would spend hours, imagining himself as a beautiful young girl living alone in that apartment, until the late evening when he had to change back before his mother came home from her second job.

A year went by and James was growing bored of just dressing in the tiny apartment. One day, he started venturing out into the building's hallway dressed like a sexy girl. Although his apartment shared that hallway with another seven, everyone kept to themselves and no one actually knew their neighbors… he had no chance of being outed to his parents.

One day, as James walked down the stairs to his floor, he noticed a very attractive teenager leaning against the door at the far end of the hall. They were about the same age, but this boy was huge.

"Hey girl. Where you from?" asked the boy. He was shirtless and had a clearly defined six-pack. James couldn't take his eyes off of him.

James didn't say a word. "Don't speak English?" the teen remarked. Nothing.

"Oh well, it's your loss," he said, his eyes fixed on James as he walked by. "You're a special girl, aren't you?"

He was stopped dead in his tracks. Was it so obvious? He didn't have a chance to think. The teen grabbed him by his arm and pulled him face to face. Suddenly, his tongue was deep inside James' mouth. He was afraid, but excited at the same time. He seemed to lose all strength, melting in the guy's arms.

"Let's take this inside," the teen said. James wanted to say no, but his body simply followed the man's lead into the apartment. They ended up in his pitch-black bedroom, the door locked behind him.

"I'll make you into the girl you want to be, baby." The guy positioned James, who by now had surrendered complete control of his body to this stranger, on his bed. He pulled up Jame's dress and pulled down his panties. Before James knew it, he felt a searing pain, as though he was being torn apart. That was followed by a momentary sense of relief, and then a flash of pure pleasure. This cycle was repeated for what seemed like a lifetime, until the guy came inside of James, filling him with his hot, sticky cum.

The guy then flipped James over and made him lick all the cum off his cock. "Don't miss a drop, bitch. Take it all in." The musty smell and salty taste almost overwhelmed James, who by now had the half-limp cock inside his mouth and was doing his best to satisfy this man, his man.

James lay on the bed, bewildered. The alternating pain and pleasure was unlike anything he had ever felt in his entire life. He stared intently at this guy whose seed was deep inside of James, and who had taken his virginity and made him into a woman.

"So do you speak English?" the teen asked.

"Yes, I do," responded James.

"What's your name?"

James thought for a moment. He wasn't going to give this stranger his real name. His sister's middle name was Yanel, so he quickly made it his own in her honor.

"Yanel," he answered.

"That's a sweet name, baby. Not as sweet as your tight virgin pussy, though. Name's Mike. I live here with my grandma. Yeah, she's here. No biggie. Barely ever leaves her room."

A bead of Mike's still hot cum streamed down her leg as she rose from the bed and headed for the bathroom. This would be the first of many encounters between the two neighbors.

  

  

  

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