The Boy Next Door

The Boy Next Door

                                "The Boy Next Door"

   "But why mom, why do I have to wear a dress to apologize to this guy?"

      "Because young man, I did not raise you to be a bully. Just because he is different doesn't mean you have the right to do what you did."

      "I didn't put him in the mud mom, the other guys did. I was just there watching. There were other people there too."

       "You shouldn't have been there at all," his mother said throwing him one of her bras.

      "Please mom," he whined.

      "Put the bra on Todd. I will pad the cups in a minute." 

       Todd had been there when the guy had been bullied by some of the other boys from his school. The boy was named Sean. He had moved to the school a couple of years ago and lived next door to Todd.

      Sean was living with his aunt and was a little older than Todd. Todd was to graduate this year, and had turned eighteen already, and Sean was nineteen and was already accepted to a college in New York where he would attend the following year. Though they lived next door, Todd never spoke much to him. He didn't understand him.

      "He's a fag mom," he said.

       {SMACK}

      "TODD BARKER!!" his mother yelled suddenly, "Don't you ever talk like that again. You should be ashamed of yourself."

      "Mom, he gets french manicures like a girl. He wears capris jeans to school, I mean he looks like a girl, and he is all swishy and yucky," Todd said still holding the bra.

      "Well young man, after you get a dress on and a pair of pumps and a few other things I have in mind, you can go next door and apologize to him. I have talked to his mother and you can spend the afternoon over there getting to know each other better."

      "No mom please."

      "It's that or you can stop by the principals office each Monday and Friday morning before school starts and get paddled till I feel you've learned your lesson."

      "Mom, I'm a senior,"

      "And you're still my son and apparently not well mannered."

      Todd knew she was serious. There was a single parent rule that the school would carry out the corporal punishment for kids that couldn't be controlled at home. Though his mother was a stern force, using the school was much more intimidating as it would be more humiliating.

      There was a lot of  whining the rest of that morning. Little surprises that Todd felt were not fair. He allowed his mother to complete the look, then he was escorted next door meet Sean in person.

      Todd's mother left him at the door step and told him he had better take advantage of this opportunity or she would have a picture of him on the wall dressed as a young lady. 

      Todd stood there nervously. The cool breeze blowing across his cleanly shaven legs covered in sheer pantyhose. Todd's dress was white with red polka dots. Something his mother had found in a thrift store for him.  The padded bra pushed straight out in nice, exaggerated fake bustline. His pumps were white 3" spike heels with pointed toes.

      Todd's mom had required him to sit still while she painted his fingernails red. She made him carry a purse in the crook of his arm and that was not the worst of it. Hair curlers. Brush rollers set in rows across his head covered with a large brightly covered scarf. He didn't have to wear makeup, but he did have to wear red lipstick.

      Todd rang the doorbell ready to accept his punishment like a man. He knew he would be embarrassed, but that was what it was all about really, him apologizing and embarrassing himself to show how sincere he was in apologizing.

      Sean's aunt answered the door. She smiled and waited for him to say something.

      "Ms. Taylor, I've come to apologize to Sean for what happened the other day after school. I'm really sorry," he said as she moved and offered him to come in the house.

      "Sean is upstairs in his room. You may go on up."

       She had said nothing about how he was dressed only smiled. From her lack of reaction Todd figured all guys must dress like girls in this family.

       Todd entered the room slowly feeling his face turn red as he did.

       "OK if I come in?" Todd asked sticking his head inside.

       "Sure, come on in," Sean said with no reaction at all to Todd's appearance.

       Todd walked in and stood in the middle of the room.

      "I'm sorry about what happened the other day at school. That was really a bad thing they did. It must have been really bad for you."

      Sean looked up at Todd. Sean was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a black tee shirt. He was bare foot which revealed he also had french manicured toenails as well. Sean's hair was up in a towel as it was still wet from the shower he had just taken.

      "First of all," Sean started and Todd knew it was coming. Here was Sean's chance to get back at someone for all the crap he went through in school, "My name is Sean," he said extending his hand.

      Todd shook hands with him. How very polite. In two years living next door Todd and Sean had never been introduced.

      "Hi I'm Todd."

      "First Todd let me say I'm sorry you were asked to dress like this. I just want you to know it was not my idea. Your mother insisted. I'm sure you are very uncomfortable and either you're wearing an excessive amount of blush on your cheeks or you are extremely embarrassed right now."

      Todd lowered his eyes.

      "Have a seat Todd. I understand you are to be here a while today. Came over to play, I guess you could say if we were kids."

      Todd sat down in the big chair in the corner.

      "Take those shoes off if you like and that scarf. I'm sure they are both uncomfortable."

      Todd slipped the high heels off only to reveal that his toenails were painted red also.

      Sean just smiled.

       "I came over dressed like this to apologize. I don't dress like this at home. I swear."

      "It's OK Todd, I know you don't. Listen it took a lot of courage for you to do this, so thank you for your show of compassion, but you did nothing to me or to offend me."

       "But I was there when those guys held you down in that mud puddle and like shampooed your hair and smeared your face with that wet clay. I felt bad about not saying anything."

      "What would you have said Todd? Nothing would have stopped them from doing that to me. Yes everyone was laughing at me. I did my best to stop them. I don't willingly let people do those things to me, but they were determined to it and I was unable to stop them. But the odd thing is Todd they fear me. I don't fear them."

       "Well, can I ask you something more personal? I mean this is the first time I've talked with you." Todd said looking at him more relaxed now.

      "Oh I'm sure you're full of questions. Go ahead." Sean smiled at the puzzled look on Todd's face.

      "Are you planning on being a girl? I mean. the way......."

      Sean interrupted with a slight giggle.

      "I don't know what I am planning at this point Todd. See,  you have a good idea of who you are and what you want in life. I'm not there yet. I am still trying to figure things out."

       "Don't you want to be a guy?"  Todd asked sincerely.

       "Yes I do," Sean answered. "There are times I also think about being a young lady too. I have to decided if being a female is what I really feel, or is it just the look I enjoy. Would be a shame for me to have breast and lose my manhood only to discover it was just a fetish thing."

      "Why don't you just choose." Todd said.

      "Choose? It's not that simple. It bothers me that I get an erection at times when I'm dressed as a girl. That's not exactly a sign of womanhood."

      "You mean you walk around school with a hardon all day?"

      "No silly. I mean when I wear a dress and heels like you are right now. Not all the time but on occasions I get excited just looking at myself."

      Todd never thought about Sean wearing a dress. "Do you wear dresses much?"

       "When the occasion is appropriate I will wear one. School is not one of those occasions though."

       "So what kind of things do you like to do. I mean what do you watch on TV?"

       "I like watching sports just like you probably do. Todd I'm a guy just like you. I dress differently because it is who I am, at least for now. Male or female or maybe I'm something in between, but I feel a strong urge to express myself."

        "Have you ever had a girlfriend or uhm......"

        "Boyfriend?" Sean helped him finish the sentence. "I had a girlfriend before I moved here. Nothing real serious. I like girls. But once again is it because of how feminine they look in their appearance or is it physical?"

       "You seem to have a lot of confusion in your life. Why do you analyze things so much?"

       "Good question. Why do I dress in a way that get's me roughed up at school and locked in my own locker? Wish I had the answers Todd."

  

             to be continued.................