My Femboy Master
Copyright© 2026 by LeoBlueCat
Chapter 2
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 2 - My Femboy Master is about a Character called Troy, he is a very successful 24-year-old college student with a bright future and lots going for him in life. He is great at sports, very smart and has tons of girls who wants him and he has a girlfriend Named Destiny who loves him. But the main characters girlfriend has a femboy younger brother Named Jacob age 19 who has gained a specific interest in him. Troys daily life has changed drastically, and he tries hard to keep it a secret from others.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Blackmail Coercion Drunk/Drugged Reluctant Gay BiSexual Fiction School Sports Cheating DomSub MaleDom Humiliation First Oral Sex Water Sports Foot Fetish Size Slow
I was lying on my bed, thinking about what happened yesterday. It was 4:00 a.m., and I couldn’t sleep.
After leaving Jacob’s room, I went to eat with Destiny and Jacob, but I was so shaken by what had happened just minutes before that I couldn’t even eat or hold a conversation with Destiny. She didn’t ask why my mood had changed, but she must have noticed something. I was practically silent while she and Jacob talked.
I rolled over on my bed and looked at the posters hanging on my walls. They were posters of hot girls posing provocatively.
“This is what I’m interested in ... right?” I thought to myself.
But I had gotten a boner several times from Jacob giving me footjobs, and he was a guy.
“Well ... he does look really feminine, but still.”
I couldn’t sleep, so I got up and walked into my kitchen. I grabbed a mug from the cupboard and filled it with water from the sink. As I drank, I wandered around my house.
I have a pretty big house filled with expensive things, like my giant flatscreen TV surrounded by multiple game consoles. I have three king-size beds: one in my room and two in the guest rooms.
I used to have friends over all the time, but ever since I started spending so much time at Destiny’s house, I was rarely home. Eventually, my friends stopped coming over. Now I only see them at college.
As I walked around my house, taking everything in, I couldn’t help thinking about how much I could lose if what happened between Jacob and me ever came to light.
It’s not like being gay is a bad thing, but I’ve made it clear to everyone that I’m straight—which I am. Not to mention that I was getting footjobs from Jacob ... not exactly something that would help my reputation. That alone would destroy my popularity at school.
Soccer tryouts are happening right now, and what would everyone think if they found out I was getting footjobs from Jacob while popping a huge boner?
Jacob told me to come over whenever he called. I just hope that doesn’t interfere with my training. I need to keep improving so I can make the team.
I wish Jacob would just stop all of this.
“I could just get rid of all his electronics, like I planned,” I thought.
But then I remembered he had uploaded the videos to multiple sites. Destroying his electronics wouldn’t erase anything once it was online.
I put my mug away and headed back to my room. After lying down again, I rolled onto my side so I could see the clock. It was now 5:00 a.m., and school started at 8.
I closed my eyes and tried to clear my mind, but thoughts of Jacob kept circling through my head.
Eventually, I managed to fall asleep.
I had a strange dream.
Someone was lying on the ground while three guys kicked them over and over. I ran toward them, yelling for them to stop.
They stopped kicking the person and turned to look at me. They threw a few insults my way before turning back to continue beating them.
I lunged at them, and we got into a fistfight. After a struggle, they finally ran away, but I was left pretty badly injured.
I bent down and offered the person my hand. They took it, and I pulled them to their feet.
Just as I was about to see their face...
My alarm went off.
I woke up, reached over to my alarm clock, and turned it off. It was 7:30 a.m.
I got out of bed, got dressed, then walked to the sink and brushed my teeth.
That dream...
It was from five years ago.
It was when I saved Jacob from three bullies at his high school. Not long after that, he stopped going to school altogether. He stayed home and became a shut-in.
According to Destiny, he was bullied because he looked too feminine for a guy. Eventually, he embraced his appearance and started cross-dressing and wearing makeup. He already looked really feminine without makeup, but since he started cosplaying anime characters, he used it to complete the look.
We never really talked much. Even after I saved him, he spent most of his time in his room, streaming to a large audience. We sometimes played games together, but only when his sister was around.
I wonder what changed ... and how his personality changed so much.
Instead of being shy, he’s become aggressive and loves dominating me. He knows I’m straight and that I’m dating Destiny, so how does he plan to keep this up?
I am straight ... but...
I got a boner and climaxed from his feet.
So am I really straight ... or am I bi?
I got ready and walked out the door. I hopped on my bike and made my way to school.
As I parked and locked my bike at the side of the school, I kept thinking that I needed to ask Jacob why he was doing this ... and if we could stop. I needed him to delete those videos, or my life would be controlled by him
As I walked through the entrance, I saw Destiny standing near the lockers. She noticed me and walked over.
“Hey, Troy,” she said happily.
“Hey, Destiny,” I replied.
While putting our things into our lockers, we talked about the math class we had first period.
“It sucks. I never get good marks, and Professor Ray’s instructions are hard to understand,” she complained.
“Well, it doesn’t help that you spend so much time on your phone while he’s talking,” I said.
“I can’t help it. He drags on for so long that I lose interest and need something to keep my mood up,” she sighed before adding, “I wish I had a brain like yours. You don’t pay much attention either, but you still get top marks.”
“Yeah, it’s a gift. Sorry about that,” I said with a smile.
Our relationship seemed like it hadn’t changed, even after everything that happened yesterday. As long as I didn’t think about Jacob, I could push him out of my mind for a while.
But just as I was thinking that, Destiny said, “Jacob’s pretty good at math too. I see him taking online lessons.”
I went silent for a second but quickly recovered.
“What does he need lessons for? Isn’t he a shut-in who just watches anime all day?”
She gave me a slightly annoyed look.
“Rude. He can still study. He’s actually pretty smart.”
I was taken aback. She didn’t usually snap at me like that.
“Sorry. I didn’t mean it that way. I was just wondering why he’d need to study those subjects, but I guess I got my answer.”
She looked less annoyed and continued. “Well, now you do! What I was trying to say is that I’m really proud of him.” She smiled. “He might even end up better than you, so be careful.”
I’m pretty competitive, so hearing that a shut-in who hadn’t even finished high school might become better than me in one of my favorite subjects was a little annoying.
“Well, if you don’t stop using your phone during class, you’ll never catch up to me.”
We arrived at the math classroom, and just before we went inside, she decided to get the last word.
“It would take a miracle to catch up to you, being a genius and all.”
I smiled as I took my seat and got ready for class.
During class, the room was silent except for Professor Ray, who kept going on and on about differential equations and how they were used.
I glanced around the classroom. Some people were resting their heads on their hands, barely paying attention. Others looked like they were trying their hardest to focus but were mentally giving up. And, of course, some of the girls—including Destiny—were on their phones instead of paying attention.
I have a weird gift for situations like this. All I have to do is pay half attention while the other half of my brain daydreams.
Somehow, it always works out, and because of that, I get top marks in every class.
Oh, and I’m a genius.
Can’t forget that.
Just as I was thinking about bonking Destiny on the head after class, my phone vibrated.
I wanted to check it, but my little “gift” doesn’t work if I’m distracted, so I planned to ignore it.
Then I remembered...
Jacob had my number.
If I ignored his messages, it could be a disaster.
I slowly pulled my phone out of my pocket and held it where Professor Ray wouldn’t be able to see it.
It was Jacob.
He was telling me to ask Destiny if I could come over to her house.
I texted back:
Okay.
Now I was nervous. I couldn’t believe he was ordering me to come over the day after giving me such a long footjob.
Well ... Destiny would be there, so hopefully that would stop him from trying anything.
The school bell rang, and everyone started making their way to their next class.
Destiny caught up to me and smiled.
“Hey, don’t think I didn’t see you take your phone out after giving me a lecture about mine.”
“Yeah, sorry about that. I got an important text, so I couldn’t help it.”
I thought about it for a minute and decided this would be the best time to ask if I could come over. We wouldn’t have another class together for a while, and during our long lunch break, she usually spent time with Angel and April.
“Hey, can I come over to your house today?” I asked.
“Sure, why not?” she said with a smile. “You’re welcome anytime.”
“Thank you,” I said, sounding a little glum. I had been hoping there was a chance she would say no.
“You can come over anytime you want,” Destiny said. “My brother wants to see you too. He loved playing games with you.”
I laughed nervously.
“Well, I can’t just show up when you’re not there.”
“Don’t worry,” she said with a smile. “I want you and Jacob to get closer. You both love video games, and...” She paused before continuing, “I’d love for you two to become friends and hang out more. Maybe having a friend around would help him.”
I immediately regretted asking that question.
I couldn’t just say no after she said something like that. It would hurt her feelings and put a strain on our relationship.
She loves her brother too much.
“Yeah, sure. I can come hang out sometime,” I said.
She brightened immediately.
“Thank you so much, Troy! I love seeing you two hang out and have fun. But try to keep the competitive rage down next time. You were so loud.”
I remembered that time I yelled...
... and it wasn’t because of the game.
“Yeah, no problem,” I replied.
“Thank you so much,” she said happily. “But try not to fall in love with my brother,” she added teasingly.
“Don’t worry, I won’t. I mean, I’m not even into guys,” I said with a laugh.
“You say that, but he’s a very pretty boy,” she replied. “If you ever made my sweet brother your wife, there would be a huge punishment.”
“No punishment needed. I won’t make him my wife,” I replied, sounding a little annoyed.
Just before we went our separate ways, she smiled and said, “To tell you the truth, I think you’d make the better wife.”
Then she turned down a different hallway.
I wish people would stop saying I’m wife material just because I’m good at cooking and cleaning.
It’s getting kind of old ... and pretty frustrating.
After my second class, it was finally our long lunch break, so I headed to the cafeteria. I bought a hamburger and started looking around for somewhere to sit.
A few groups called out for me to join them. I was about to sit with one group that looked especially happy to have me when someone yelled,
“Hey, Troy! Come over here! We need to talk about soccer!”
Soccer was exactly what I wanted to talk about, so I apologized to the people I had been about to sit with and walked over to the other table. They looked a little disappointed.
Well ... that’s just what happens when you’re popular, I thought with a smirk. People always want you around.
I walked over to the table where four of my classmates were sitting. They were all hoping to make the soccer team during tomorrow’s tryouts.
“Hey, Troy. Thanks for joining us. We could really use some advice on how to improve so we can definitely make the team with you,” one of them said.
“Hey, I’m not even on the team yet,” I replied with a laugh.
“There is no way you don’t make it. You’re kind of a legend around this school.” He leaned in a little closer. “You scored more goals than anyone this college has ever seen the last time you played.”
“You’re right, I did,” I said with a grin. “But how I got that good is my secret.”
They all groaned.
“Come on, man! At least give us a few training lessons after school.”
I was about to say yes...
Then I remembered Jacob’s text.
I couldn’t say no to him right now.
“Sorry, guys. Not today. Maybe another time.”
After finishing my lunch, I headed off.
When my last class ended, I went to the front of the school to wait for Destiny.
She’s taking her time, I thought.
“Hey, Troy! Sorry. Thanks for waiting,” Destiny said as she jogged over.
“What took you so long?” I asked.
“Oh ... nothing important. Don’t worry about it.”
She looked a little fidgety.
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