:: Invite him to your room. <><>"Would you like to, you know, come with me to my room, [[Ethan]]?" [[you|You]] stammer. Ethan looks a bit nervous. "I really appreciate that, sport, but really there's no need. You don't have to...." You make up your mind resolutely. "Ethan, please call me Parker, not 'sport.' And I would like you to come to my room with me, if you don't mind." He looks a little stunned at your forwardness, but says, "Of course, Parker. I would be happy to." You take his hand and lead him to your room. The two of you enter your room and you close the door. Ethan tries to act non-chalant and comments on your movie posters. You look over at the bed and notice that somebody has laid out a nightgown for you. You pick it up and move it to a chair. Then you turn back to Ethan and see that he's removed his jacket and draped it over a chair. You grab Ethan and start kissing him. He's startled, but soon he's kissing you back and the two of you make your way to the bed. You're not used to being the aggressor, even when you were a boy, but you just let your new body and hormones tell you what to do. You rest your hand lightly on Ethan's crotch and start stroking him, staring at your hand with its <>red<><>pink<> painted nails as it moves up and down his slacks. You find it to be quite an arousing sight. "Parker," Ethan says, "you don't have to...." You've made up your mind so you don't let him finish, kissing him again. Soon, your hand has gotten his zipper undone and you've managed to get it into his pants and only his underwear separates your hand and his manhood. You stroke him for a bit more, but realize that, what with the pheromones and the hormones, there's really not much more need for foreplay. You stand up and unzip your dress, letting it fall to the floor, standing in front of him in just your underwear, stockings, and heels. Ethan gasps and stares at you, hurriedly kicking off his shoes. With some difficulty, you unhook your bra and hold the cups on with your hands. Ethan's eyes never leave you as he takes off his socks. When you feel like he's had enough, you drop your bra, exposing your tits to him. He gasps. "Parker, I can't believe how beautiful you are," he says. You kick off your heels and shush him. "No talking. Just take your clothes off." Ethan tries to set a new record for fastest disrobing as you watch. You decide to leave on your stockings and panties, but take off Mrs. Anderson's necklace and set it on the bedside table. Soon Ethan is down to just his underwear. You notice for probably the first time what a nice body he has. <>Of course, a great many of the boys in gym class had even nicer ones, now that you think back, but Ethan will certainly do.<> You walk over to Ethan and kiss him again. You sink to your knees, pulling his boxers down while you go, revealing a decent-sized cock, certainly larger than you ever were<>, if not the size of many of those you saw in the locker room today<>. Of course, now that you're actually faced with the thing, you're not quite sure you want to go through with this after all, but obviously it would be very rude to leave him like this after leading him on. [[Suck his cock.]] <>[[Use your tits instead.]] <>[[Jerk him off instead.]]