Peppo considers himself as a girl.
Well, not exactly. For instance, he likes to dress like one, he likes to be watched by men in general, he tends to jack off with the thought of men fucking him; moreover, he likes to pretend more than anything else, because he likes acting, likes his voice sounding sweet and soft, likes his body looking delicate, likes his hair long and beautiful. Peppo has never fallen in love with a woman, but he remembers his first crush: a tall boy with brash manners. He gave him countless blow-jobs, but he never told the truth nor let him touch him in return.
"You're beautiful," his new master says. Peppo giggles. "When did you arrive at my household?"
The boy pretends to think; his gestures are delicate, and his maid uniform suits him marvelously (he knows how irresistible he must look). His voice sounds amused, but also extremely cute. "A week, it's my first time on such a large mansion."
He can feel his master watching him while he makes the bed, and he leans forward, allowing him to get a better look at his ass.
"I hope everyone has been kind to you," his voice sounds slightly agitated. Peppo smiles deeply, hiding his face. "How old are you?"
"I'm not sure, not older than fifteen," Peppo says and turns around to face his master, looking too cute for his own good. "Is something the matter?"
"Of course not," his master discards. "You look younger, that's all."
Peppo knows why: because he doesn't have boobs.
He giggles again, with a knee on the bed so he can lean even more. He can heard Fernand de Morcerf moving and he turns around to find him with his legs parted, a hand on his crotch. Peppo pretends to be surprised and curious.
"Master Fernand?"
"Come here," his master orders him. Peppo obeys and the man pulls him closer by the wrist.
"Master…"
"You have done this before, don't you?" Peppo nods, without a sound. His façade still perfect, he looks pure and honest and cute. "Suck me off."
"If master wants me to…"
He sits in front of the man and hesitantly moves so he is between his master's legs. Master Fernand undoes his pants and Peppo smiles, trying to still do the part of the slutty and innocent maid for him. He needs to stay in this mansion, after all.
Peppo sucks him, taking all of what he can inside his mouth for almost ten minutes, until he listens to how deep his climax sounds.
The master maintains his eyes closed the whole time, his hands clenches on Peppo's long hair, and the boy swallows down all the cum, cleaning his face with a finger. "You truly are beautiful."
"Thank you, master Fernand. I'll do my best to please you."
Next time he will make sure to be fucked by him, but for now he has a little dirty secret which will be used against Albert the next time they meet.