Gender Bender
I was confused for most of my life. It was a sexual thing. As I was growing up I found that I was not turned on, or excited by pictures of beautiful naked women. All of my friends would go nuts looking at the blonde, blue- eyed “Barbie dolls” in the girlie magazines. I would go along with them because I figured it was what I was expected to do but inside I just did not understand what all the excitement was about. High school proved to be really confusing because I ended up dating some of the same type of girls that were in the magazines and found that the real life version was just as boring as the pin ups.
My name is John Terrell. When I hit eighteen I began to believe that I had this problem because I was gay. After a horrible weekend in San Francisco. I found out that was not it. Gay sex and porn proved to be just as numbing as “Barbie” sex and porn.
Now, I was not a virgin. I was a good looking guy and had no trouble getting dates. I was able to get stimulated enough to do the dirty deed with several cheerleader types but I can’t say I enjoyed it. I was beginning to think I was going to end up as a monk at some far off remote monastery when something clicked.
Although none of the guys, or my self, was gay, we decided to go to the “city by the bay” for the annual Gay Pride Parade. We were trying to kill time and felt it would be a lot of fun, not to razz or pick on the gays, but rather,to enjoy some of the celebration they were putting on. This was the first step in my awakening. Leading off the parade was a group called “Dykes on Bikes”. All of a sudden I saw the most beautiful collection of females passing in front of my eyes. It wasn’t the Harleys or the leathers it was the warm bodies that turned me on. They were hard, tanned, and muscular. As odd as it may seem, I was actually getting aroused just watching them go by. Of course I didn’t say anything to the other guys about it. Most of the dykes had a pretty little lipstick lesbian sitting behind them, enjoying the vibration of the big bikes. I knew I had made a major discovery but now I was worried that I might be a lesbian in a man’s body.
That foolish idea was quickly discarded because I realized that not only did I want to satisfy them the same way their girl friends did, I also wanted to screw them. It was then that I realized I might not be any better off than I was. Where was I going to find a dyke lesbian that would want to have sex with me?
We enjoyed the rest of the parade and the rest of the day. Toward the evening we stopped by a dyke bar and at my insistence, we all went in. We were completely out of place and they let us know it, but not before I fell in love with two or three of them. They wore denim vests with the sleeves cut off. On the back was printed “Scotty’s B Team.” All I could think of was that I would love to meet the “A Team”. The trip home was great. I felt that at last, I had some sort of future to look forward to if only I could find it, or her.
`Going through high school I had my own lawn service business. I was pretty good at it and by the time I finished school I had figured out that I could make a living doing it. I lived with my parents for a few years while I was getting the business started. I finally was able to buy a property with a house and steel out building that was zoned commercial. In no time at all I had a crew of six full time employees and eight temporary employees. During the winter, when the need for mowing was less, the temps all went back home to Guadalajara. The rest of us spent the time on pruning jobs and equipment upkeep. I made a good living and I was content except for my gender sexual identity problem.
To compensate for my sexual frustration I had taken up skydiving. There were several good fields in the Northern California area and I had no trouble getting certified and gained lots of experience. To make things more interesting I completed a smoke jumpers course that was held near Reno. My business could run without me so I was almost always available. Each year I would get called several times and we would fly to a remote Western U.S. area to fight fires. We got paid for it but I enjoyed the excitement more than the money. For two weeks every summer I would go to Reno and help with the training and certification of the new jumpers.
The Roseville, California fire department had a big enough parking lot that all of the trainees could leave their cars during the two week training period. I left my truck there so I could ride up on the bus. Eighteen guys showed up and all of them appeared up to the task. As they were stowing their gear, one of them caught my eye. He was clean shaven, about five foot eight and had a barrel chest and large arms. Something didn’t seem right and I figured it out when I got an erection. This was an all male group. Training of female smoke jumpers was done in Colorado. The policy was to have no mixed gender classes to avoid problems and it worked well for us.
Billy Maxfield was going to try and get through the male only smoke jumpers course. I knew right away that no matter how good she was, without my help she would never make it. She sat alone, looking out the window, for the entire ride over Donner Pass. She was trying to be friendly and at the same time not draw too much attention to herself. I memorized her face during the trip. Dark heavy eyebrows, that had never been plucked, and deep set brown eyes. She had a strong chin line and a wide mouth with chiseled lips. Her nose had a small bump in it but fit the rest of her face perfectly. Her hands were coarse with short nails and obviously had been used for manual labor. She appeared to have muscles where real girls did not. It was fairly easy for her to pass as a man. It appears that I was able to detect her because of some weird dyke radar that I had developed. By the time the bus arrived at Camp Roosevelt I had fallen in love with Billy Maxfield.
Clayton Burns was running the training session. It was held in an old conservation corps work camp. There were twenty or so, two man cabins just big enough for two beds. A central mess hall also contained the office and training rooms. It the middle of the camp was a community shower and latrines. That would be a problem for Billy. The training would be hard and sweaty. Daily showers would be the minimum. Trainees had a choice of doubling up or having a cabin by themselves. As expected, Billy requested a cabin by her self.
“John, are you going to bunk with me or by yourself?” Clayton and I usually shared one of the nicer cabins.
“Clay, I think I am going to stay with one of the new guys this time. Is that OK?”
“Sure. I don’t see why not. What brought this on?”
“Nothing special. Just wanted to do something different.”
“Hey, I got three guys going solo. Which one do you want to team up with?”
“Can you stick me in with Billy Maxfield?”
“No problem. Why him?”
“I have this strange feeling he might need a little extra encouragement.”
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“What the hell are you doing here?”
Billy Maxfield did not appreciate me coming into the cabin. She just started to put her stuff in the footlocker when I walked in.
“Looks like we are going to be rooming together.”
“No way. I asked for and got a cabin by myself. There are plenty of cabins available, go get your own.”
A paused a bit and looked at her. “No thanks. I like this one.”
“OK. I’ll get another one.”
“I don’t think you want to do that.”
“Why not?”
“I assume you came here because you want to complete the course and get certified, right?”
“Yes. So what?”
“You won’t get through the first three days without my help.”
“Bullshit. I am qualified, smart enough and can meet all the physical requirements. I can pass without your help.”
I sat down on the bed and looked at her. She was determined and fearless. She did not take her eyes off of me. I motioned for her to sit on her bed facing me. She sat like a man would and glared defiantly into my face.
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“Have you seen the shower arrangements?”
Suddenly her face softened. She looked at her feet and then her eyes sort of darted around the room as if she was looking for something she knew she would not find. She didn’t answer.
“If we stay together I can help you with the shower problem and any other similar situations that pop up.”
Billy flung her arms out to her side and fell back onto the bed.
“Shit, shit, shit.”
“It was bound to happen sooner or later. At least with me you have a chance.”
She bounded up and glared. “And what do you get out of this?”
“Not a damn thing. I just want to see you get through the course.”
“Are you some sort of sex pervert or something?”
“No. But what did you have in mind?”
“Don’t be funny. This is not something to laugh about. I want this and I am serious. I don’t appreciate being blackmailed so I can stay here.”
" No blackmail. I don’t want anything. I won’t even peek at you in the shower. I’ll give you all the privacy you need or want. I just don’t want you entertaining any of the guys in our cabin while I am out."
That brought a small smile to her face. “I know you want something. I’ll figure it out.”
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Training started early the next day. The mornings were usually set up for classroom work and the afternoons for field exercises. Breakfast and lunch were usually at a specific time and the evening meals were a little more casual, which worked to our advantage. After the field exercises the guys were anxious to get back, shower and hit the mess hall. Everybody always had a good appetite. Billy and I hung back until all the guys finished their showers and were eating supper before it was our turn. The common practice was to wear a bathrobe between the showers and the cabins. We always walked together and acted as normal as possible. The shower area and latrines were separate so I would wait outside the shower till Billy got done, making sure she wasn’t interrupted. She showered very quickly and then went back to the cabin alone so I could wash up. By the time I got back she was dried off and dressed. She waited on the porch for me to dress and then we went to eat. We used to get teased about always being late to eat but no one ever thought any further about it.
Billy wore boxer shorts and a heavy tee shirt around the room. She became more comfortable with me after a few days but I never saw her naked. I tried not to peek or invade her privacy in any fashion. If she had boobs, they weren’t much. That was ok with me.
There were a few close calls but by the end of the two weeks we had it down pat. Billy had no trouble with the rest of her training. We did six jumps during the two weeks and she was better than most of the guys. She got great grades on all her tests and exercises. We never discussed the sexual orientation problem again and went on day to day as if everything was normal.
Saturday was graduation. Friday afternoon became a problem.
“John, I am trying to get the certificates together and I am having a problem with the information on Maxfield.” Clay was speaking to me without looking away from the computer. He had a pile of graduation certifications set on the corner of the desk but was concentrating on the last one.
“Whenever I try to put the data together it keeps coming up that his social security number belongs to a female. I can’t figure it out. Any ideas John?”
“Just go with it. He completed all the course requirements, didn’t he? I don’t think you want to deny him his certification because of a social security screw up.”
“That’s not the point John. Everything seems to indicate that Billy Maxfield is a female and that won’t fly.”
“If Billy Maxfield is a female why did you let her complete the course?”
“Hell John, if he is a girl nobody knew it. You bunk with him. Is he a girl?”
“Yes Clay. Billy Maxfield is a female. I knew it from the first day.”
“What the hell. Why didn’t you say something right away so we could stop it?”
“She’s a good jumper Clay. She did well on the tests and exercises. It would have been a shame to not even give her a chance.”
“Damn it. Now what do I do?”
“Who said that the course was only for men?”
“What do you mean?”
“Who made the rule that is was a men only thing?”
“I did.”
“OK that’s easy enough. Change it.”
“You’re a son of a bitch John. Have you been screwing her the last two weeks?”
“On my honor Clay. I never touched her. I just wanted to keep her safe.”
“OK damn it. I’ll make it up as a female. Now get the hell out of here.”
I stopped as I was walking out the door. “One more thing Clay. Could you hold off on that certificate until tomorrow morning?”
“Why?”
“You don’t want to know.”
Billy was sitting on the porch in front of the cabin with a cooler. She waited until I sat down beside her and then took two beers out. She didn’t say anything, just smiled.
“Are you happy about finishing?”
“Yes, but I don’t really want to leave.”
“Do you have a family to get back to?”
“No. My mom and dad live in Grass Valley but I have my own place in Sacramento.”
“What do you do there? For a living I mean?”
Billy looked at me and laughed. “Hell John, I’m the Keebler elf. Didn’t you recognize me?”
“What does that mean?”
“I stock grocery store shelves with Keebler cookies and crackers. Been doing it for a few years now. I do my job and nobody bothers me. I make enough to get by and I have no work related worries.”
“Sounds like a comfortable situation. Is it your life’s ambition?”
“Yah, right, just what every girl dreams of. What do you do John, when you are not protecting innocent maidens?”
“I have a landscaping business.”
“You mean you mow lawns?”
“Well, yes if you want to put it that way.”
“You are a little old for that aren’t you?”
“Well I have fourteen other guys who actually do the mowing. I sort of just answer the phone and hand out pay checks.”
We both had a little laugh at that and she got out two more beers.
“John, it’s the last day and I am curious. How come you never hit on me?'
I put on my serious face. It was a hard question and I wanted to get the answer just right. “Billy, things could have gone four ways. If I didn’t hit on you and you were ok with that we could remain friends and that would be good. If I didn’t hit on you and you got upset we would no longer be friends but at least it wouldn’t be because I did something dumb. If I hit on you and you got mad then we would never be friends again and I would feel bad. If I hit on you and you said yes I am afraid we would have gotten ourselves in big trouble. I didn’t know what to do so I didn’t do anything.”
“I got a fifth possibility. How about if you hit on me and that makes me feel wanted and desired and then I turn you down but still stay friends. "
“Well I am afraid that would make me feel like I wasn’t good enough for you and I would not want to be your friend any more.”
“Boy we sure are a pair of idiots John.” She got out two more beers.
“John, are you gay?”
“No I am not. Are you?”
“No. I thought for a while I might be but it didn’t work out. I don’t even like girls. I don’t think there is a category for me. I have never had a date, didn’t get to go to my prom and I am a twenty two year old virgin.
“Do you want to have children?”
“Yes, but the way things are going I don’t think that is ever going to happen. Hell I just got done living with a guy for two weeks and couldn’t even get a kiss.”
Well that got a laugh from both of us. I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.
“That’s not a kiss.” She said it with a smile on her face.
I made a decision at that point. “Billy do you have your birth certificate here?”
“Yes, just incase I might need it.”
“Go in and get it and meet at the dining room in five minutes. Bring you wallet and stuff with you.”
She gave me a funny look as I walked down to see Clayton.
Two hours later Billy and I were married. We spent the night in the honeymoon suite at Harrahs and I finally got to see her naked. The next morning Clayton gave out the certificates and hers said Billy Terrell. The big surprise was that all the guys going through the course knew what was going on and kept it a secret. Clay was the only one who didn’t known.
Epilogue: Its has been six years since I met and married my special girl. We went to three forest fires together, one in Idaho and two in Montana. On the last one I shattered my knee on the jump so we decided to quit. We have two boys and a girl. The oldest is ready to start school so Billy has let her hair grow and started to wear a little, very little, makeup. She felt it was important for her to look a little more traditional so that the kids would not be embarrassed. She bought a few dresses, even a little black one. She wears it with a push bra and thinks it’s a hoot. I am one lucky guy.
The End
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Used by a Stranger at the ABS
I discovered my neighborhood ABS when I was 18 years old, still living with my folks. My body was hairless; I was a tightly muscled but thin kid all of 5'6", and just 125 pounds. Anyway, every week or two, for the couple of years, I would sneak out with some excuse, and walk down the street to the XXX store there in Cocoa Beach. I still remember the feeling that would come over me. It was like my whole body was buzzing in anticipation. I usually went in and watched dirty movies alone, jacking off and spurting my clear white cum into the corner of a dark, smelly video booth. Some of the booths had holes in them and sometimes I got really good blowjobs from strangers that could make my whole body shake. Almost every time that happened a man’s voice would thank me and tell me what a great cock I had. I had no idea. Sometimes I would even play with a cock that came through the hole, trying to jack it off, but I was very shy about it. I even tried to suck a few but they were always too fat for me to be very effective.
Anyway, one night I arrived about 10pm wearing a t-shirt, cutoffs and a pair of thongs. I did my usual walk around; looking at magazines and checking out the videos, (mostly the pictures). When I began to feel horny and my cock began to swell, I went through the curtains into the back where the booths lined the walls on both sides. I loved the sound of the videos playing and the smell of cum; so nasty.
That night I walked down the hallway looking for a booth. There were several other men milling around whose eyes I avoided. I decided on one with a hole on one side, just in case I got feeling really dirty. I might get a blow job and I knew that if a cock came through this night I would probably try to suck it. I stepped into the booth and turned around to close and lock the door when a muscular older man, about 6'2" opened it and quickly stepped inside. I was so surprised I just stared up at him as he locked the door behind us.
He turned to me and just reached for my crotch. He began rubbing me and I began to harden instantly. I reached down and rubbed him back. What else could I do? His cock felt much bigger than mine. (Mine is about 6 inches and not very fat). It was so hot. I’d never been in a booth with another guy and didn’t know what to do next. He did, though.
He sat down in the chair and started undoing my belt. I just watched and felt his hands jerkily unzip my pants, pull my cock out and begin fondling me, slowly jacking me off. My cock got harder and a big drop of cum appeared on the tip. He leaned forward and softly kissed it and licked off the cum. Then he started to suck me little by little, slowly taking more and more of it into his mouth. I just stood before him and let him suck me. God, it was so good. I let him lift my T-shirt up and off of me. He rubbed my back and chest while he sucked; pinched my nipples softly while pulling me to him so that my cock went deeper into his mouth.
As he was sucking my cock into the back of his mouth he started rubbing me up and down my legs and squeezing my ass. I realized he was pulling my pants down, still sucking me, and now rubbing my bare ass with both hands, pulling me in and out of his mouth. I heard myself moaning and closed my eyes. Without letting my cock drop out of his mouth, he pulled my pants all the way down to my ankles. I could tell he wanted me to lift a leg so he could pull them off. I couldn’t believe it as I let him take them off me one leg at a time, letting my slippers fall off as he did so, until I was completely naked in front of him. The realization made me shiver for a moment and I felt dizzy.
He really began running his hands all over and I felt him spreading my ass open and closed while he sucked me, pulling me into and out of his mouth. It all felt so good. His finger started to find my ass hole and he started tickling it, poking his finger in a little, still sucking my cock. Gees. I was just letting him do it. He took his mouth off of my cock and started licking my balls and my inner thighs. His foot nudged mine, encouraging me to spread my feet farther apart. I did. He spread my ass cheeks open more and started sticking his finger in a little deeper. I heard myself moan out loud. With his other hand he reached down and undid his belt, unzipped his pants and pulled out a fantastic hard cock. I stared down at it. Like I said, it was much bigger than mine, longer and fatter.
I reached down and held it, squeezed it and rubbed it up and down. He moaned really loud and asked if I liked his cock. I mumbled, “Yes, I do”. He said. “What?” I said, “Yes. I like your cock”, louder than I intended. He moved my hand away and started sucking me again, pulling my cock all the way into his mouth, into his throat, and he held it there, swallowing deeply in quick pulses…making my cock jump and twitch in his throat. Then, letting my cock slide slowly out to stand rigid in the air, he slowly turned me around and started kissing my butt, while one hand reached around me and jacked me off. When his tongue started licking up and down my ass crack, I couldn’t believe how it made my cock twitch in his hand. He could have made me cum right then but the way he controlled the tempo kept my horniness at its peak. As he licked my asshole and stuck his tongue in and out, he kept stroking me slowly, stopping when I seemed too close.
Then he stood up, still rubbing my cock, and stepped forward, making me move into the corner of the little booth. He pushed me into the corner, really, and that’s when I got my first thought of what he wanted to do next. I’d never been fucked before and if he hadn’t made me so fucking horny I would have said no way. But he kept rubbing my cock, and he started kissing my neck, breathing hot against me. Then I felt his cock touch my butt cheeks. It was so hot and hard. Then he began to slide it between my legs, all the way through, like he was fucking me. I looked down and could see the huge head as it pushed my balls aside. I reached down to feel it. It was hard as a rock and felt so big. He paused and pulled a tube of lube out of his shirt and I knew he was spreading it onto his cock.
He started muttering almost unintelligibly about how hot my ass was and swearing and moaning, calling me a fuckin’ slut, a tease and a whore. I was pinned against the corner of the booth when I felt him rubbing his now slick and super heated hot cock up and down my ass crack. His left hand came around and started rubbing me again, only this time his hand was lubed up and he began stroking me harder. With his right hand he guided the head of his slick cock against my asshole. I was so scared, yet so horny I was literally shaking. He kept muttering about what a hot little fuck I was and breathing heavily onto my neck and then he started to push his cock into me. I whimpered something about my first time and he said not to worry, he’d take it slow.
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And he did. He stroked my cock more lightly and a little slower as he pushed the head of his dick into my ass. Fuck. It seemed to audibly pop when the head passed the ring of my very tight little asshole opening. And he waited. It hurt but I couldn’t stop him. I was his at that moment. My asshole squeezed tight on the end of his cock. God, I felt so nasty, a fucking little dirty guy about to be fucked….I was shaking so hard. He muttered something and started to pop the head in and out of my ass. Every time it popped back in, I moaned. He gave me another inch. I tried to tiptoe above it, but he was so tall. Fuck! It was so big. He pushed in and pulled out again and pushed it in again. He seemed to do it about five times at each depth, to help me loosen up. God, even as I type this my cock is beginning to drip.
Within a few minutes he had half his dick up my ass. It was torture and pleasure. I realized that I had spread my legs wider and was beginning to push back. That’s when he called me a “nasty little shit” and said he was going to fuck me. I was still scared but couldn’t help myself from pushing against him. I wanted to feel all of it in me, if that was possible. He said, “You like my cock in your ass, don’t you, you dirty little fuck?” I whispered, “Yes…” He asked again loudly. I actually said “YES, I like your cock in my ASS!”, right out loud. I’m sure anyone in the booth area could hear me.
That’s when I remembered the hole in the wall. I looked over and there was a pair of eyes watching. Crap, I was about to be really fucked and someone was watching. He glanced over, too, and said my ass was so pretty it was made to be watched. It must have excited him too, because he began to shake. His cock began to twitch so hard in my ass, swelling and seeming to lift me up, just halfway in. Then I felt him grip my hips with both hands and he began to push the rest of his dick in my ass. I thought he’d go slowly like he had before but he was too fucking horny and lost all control.
He shoved my hands over my head against the corner walls as he pushed me hard into the corner, and took three or four strokes to fuck his cock all the way in. I mean, all the fucking way in! I was his. He held it deep inside and waited for my reaction. I began to spasm on his cock. I couldn’t control myself and started shaking on him while my hard dick just bounced around in the air in front of me. Then he called me a fucking nasty bitch and pulled his cock out to the fat fucking head. When I moaned he called me a slut and started to fuck me in and out, fuck, in and out…harder and more selfishly. At first there was pain but it was part of the moment. I was helpless as he fucked my ass, knowing I was being watched by another stranger and there was nothing I could or wanted to do about it.
In and out, short strokes, long deep strokes. He just kept fucking me and muttering about what a nasty fuck I was. I was shaking and pushing back, making his dick go all the way in. I heard the face at the hole begin moaning and knew he was jacking off watching us. Then this man with the awesome cock who was fucking me said he was going to cum in my ass. Fuck! He was going to cum in my ass! His breath, hot on my neck came in pants and moans and I knew he was about to cum. Fucking me, in deep, shoving me against the walls, Then he thrust really hard, all the way in and cried out, “Fuck, fuck, I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”
I felt the head of his cock grow bigger and felt it rapidly twitching deep in my ass, each twitch seeming to lift me higher. He was holding me up in the air, held up by the length and depth of his cock. Then I feltwq the whole shaft pulsing as he started to cum and in my mind I could see it squirting into my asshole. Then, with my hands above me on the wall and his hands holding my hips while he pushed and fucked every drop into me, my cock just started squirting over and over into the dark space of the booth’s corner. I was crying from pain and pleasure as my cock came without even being touched. I was the one muttering now as he kept fucking in and out and my cum just kept squirting. I heard myself shouting, “Fuck me! Fuck me! I’m cumming! Oh fuck!” I never came so much before. God, his cock was hard enough to keep fucking me while I came and beyond. I was lost, impaled on his fantastic, long and fat cock. As my squirting and moaning subsided, he slowed his pace as I shuddered to the end of my orgasm. He moaned loudly and started to pull it out but I told him to “wait, keep it in me as long as you can and hold me tight against you.” He did, breathing hot and heavy on my neck as he continued to roll my hips on his super hot, sloppy wet cock.
It was then that I turned to look again at the hole in the wall and wondered if our friend came, too. I had to know. I felt the cock in my ass shrinking and slowly it plopped out by itself. My ass felt so empty. I could feel the lube and his cum dripping out of my ass and down my inner thighs. He turned me around to face him and began rubbing my wet cock and telling me how hot I was. I could have gone home happy then but I had to see who was in the other booth. I dropped down on my still shaking knees and looked though the hole.
What I saw was a very long, maybe 8-9 inch cock. It was skinnier than mine, maybe only an inch and a quarter across. My booth buddy came closer and started rubbing my still wet ass and balls from behind. It still felt so good. He said it was his friend who was in the booth next door watching us and asked if I liked his cock. I didn’t know what to say but as his hand reached farther under me and started rubbing my cock again, I knew I was staring at the perfect cock for me to try deep sucking. I was mesmerized.
He asked me again if I liked it and I moaned, “God, yes.” My partner reached over to the hole and stuck his fingers through. I knew the sign and what was coming next. I was thinking about what to do when my buddy told me that I had to suck his friend off. I would have been able to make that decision myself but I had no will of my own. Then the cock began dancing towards the hole.
It was looking at me, coming to me, expecting me to suck it. I was trapped by my own passion and the hand rubbing my cock. Fuck. Nothing I could do. As it began to come through the hole I stared at it. I reached over and started to squeeze it and rub my hand up and down. My buddy said, “Open your fucking mouth and suck it!” It was a command. I had to, you know? I began to lick the head, a head that was just barely fatter than the thin shaft. I was tentative and slow. It was thrusting, trying to get me to take it inside my mouth. I did. I started to suck on the head and then let it slide in about four inches to where it touched the back of my mouth.
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Buddy was getting impatient and told me to “Suck that fucking cock”. I started going up and down about four to five inches, almost gagging. Buddy muttered something angry and told me to relax my throat and then he held the back of my head with one hand and pushed me toward the hole. The cock backed up for me, (thank god), but Buddy held my face against the wall. The cock started to fuck my face like Buddy had fucked my ass, slowly, a little at a time. It paused to let me breathe and then pushed again. In a few minutes I had about six inches in me, then seven, then eight, slowly fucking my face deeper and deeper. I could feel it filling my throat as it went where no cock has gone before.
These two guys were quite a team. As the cock began to pick up pace I felt Buddy’s hand stroking my dick up and down. I think he’d put more lube in his hand because it felt really good. I realized I was totally hard again. The man behind the wall began fucking faster and when he cried out, “Oh Fuck, That’s it, this is it”, and felt pubic hairs on my lips I knew it was in all the way. I was dizzy. I was totally his fuck hole. Buddy held my face against the wall as the cock kept going all the way in and all the way out, pausing to let me breathe. Then we heard him say, “Fuck, this kid is hot, I’m going to cum soon. Um-m-m-m-m… take a deep breath, Now…now, Now!” I breathed deep, held it, opened my throat as wide as I could and he started. I knew this was it and with Buddy holding my head there was no way I could do anything about it, anyway. I didn’t want to, either.
His strokes were so long that I was able to suck on the head for just a moment before he shoved it back in. It seemed to go on forever. He just kept fucking all of it into my throat. Then he began to pound on the wall with his hands and I knew it was time. It was. The first squirts came onto my tongue and then he shoved forward. Gobs of cum were squirting out as his dick pushed all the way down my throat. I could taste it as he fucked deep and held it all the way in, jerking and twitching his cum as deep as he could. Buddy was still holding my face tight against the hole and jacking me off and the taste of cum was too much. I started to shake again even as this beautiful cock was cumming down my throat. My body was bucking around and I came again, unable to pull away, my throat was just fucked and I just twitched and came and tasted cum and kept cumming. I felt like I’d levitated and stretched out to let him fuck my mouth.
He slowly pulled out so I could take a breath and then he slid his softening cock gently in and out while Buddy was milking the last drops of cum out of my dick onto the floor. Then he let go of my cock and my head and I collapsed against the wall, staring up at the semi-hard cock still pushed through the hole. I took it once more into my mouth and sucked on it like a baby with a bottle, loving each little pearl of cum that seeped out. I was unbelievably at peace.
That night is still the hottest memory I have of a now very fulfilled and diverse sex life. I still jack off when I think about it and will probably do so right now as I read it over. I hope you enjoyed my story as much as I’ve enjoyed telling it.
The End
Good Night And Sweet Dreams !!!
Good Evening To All Readers !!!
Here’s my first story for tonight -
Sweet 18 and Ass Fucked
Hi. I’m Romana, 17 years old, two sexual experiences in my life, and i already know my favorite. This is the story.
Last year, I was young and innocent, never had a boyfriend in my life, I mean come on how sad is that? But anyway back to the story. One day, I’m out in the corridor and who do I bump into -literally, headfirst reading a book- but the school ‘pimp’ Jeff Travers. The look he gave me, like he’d never seen me before in his life, it was kinda creepy. I smiled cautiously,like innocent girls do, and tried to step around, but now he wasn’t letting me go. He grabbed my arm and turned me back round, smiling ‘sweetly’. I couldn’t help but wonder what this boy was up to, lookig at me like that with his reputation. But I couldn’t help but think it was good for me. So when he asked to meet up at lunch, I hesitated but agreed.
Lunch came and I stood hovering at the door to the cafeteria, blocking entrance and getting a few curses from passers by as I watched him. But eventually he caught my eye and I couldnt put it off and sat at the table with him. He smiled at me again and took a sip of his drink then leaned across the table at me, elbows on the surface.
‘I have a proposition to make you. You come back to my house with me tonight, and I’ll make you the happiest you’ve ever been.’ The look on his face made him look like a begging puppy, and I couldn’t refuse it.
‘Ok, meet me by the main gate at the end of school.’ He simply nodded, smiled and I got up and left, tingling all over, wondering what was going on.
Waiting for the end of the day was torture, and when I saw him come out, walking towards me, I felt my whole body twinge, every cell guessing what he was going to do to me. I know I’d become attached if I did this, but I needed it and him, so there was no question of me turnign back. I had already checked myself, and my pussy was soaked through. The look on his face again was amazing, as though he was shocked that I was waiting, then that he was gonna get exactly wanted that night.
We went back to his place in his car, my foot moving to his radio as we sat insilence, though the air didn’t feel at all tense. I was actually quite calm and I loved it. His house was normal, he wasn’t rich or anything, just tall dark and utterly handsome. He pulled smoothly into his drive and came round, opening the door for me. I took his hand and pulled myself up, my body pressed against his as he looked at me and slammed the door shut, pressing the button to lock it. O god, here came the butterflies.
‘Come with me.’ His voice was deep and seductive so I just followed him into the house andstraight up the stairs to his room. It was the darkest, most secret room that any guy every had, lights turned down low, curtains black and velvet to break all sunlight, and when the door shut behind me, the outside light was blocked from the bottom of the door by the thick plush carpet. This was definatly made for love and we both knew it. I could feel heat rush through me and see the lust in his eyes as I stared at him. We each made no move for maybe a minute, when we both walked to each other and pressed our lipsto each other with hnger that I’d built up inside me for 5 years, from when I started puberty, and him for the two nights maybe that hed gone without a woman crying his name.
Tongues clashed as I pulled off his shirt, smoothing my hands over his chest, moving my lips from his to lick his nipples, loving the taste of flesh on my lips as he pulled my shirt over myhead and slipped the bra clasp, the silk sliding over my arms as i pressed my lips to his again, his hands stroking over my breasts, my nipples hardening and causing me to moan.
This moan was obviously an indication to go harder on me, as he grabbed my breasts and held them up to his face, so when he bent his head, my nipples slipped easily into his mouth, willing and eager to recieve the biting, sucking and licking of there lives. Half a minute of this and my legs had turned to jelly and my only support was him as i held onto is shoulders, then moved down to unbutton his jeans and slide them over his hips before doing the same with his boxers.
He was magnificent, his 10 inch 17 year old cock, rock had as it stuck out from his body. I couldnt help but drop to my knees and take the head into my mouth. This seemed to make him worse then i was and he put his hands on my shoulders. I bet he thought he would have to ask me, I thought he would have, but I couldn’t help myself, his cock was just waiting to be eaten and used by me. But then he grabbed my shoulders and dragged me back up, staring at me when i reached my normal level.
‘You carry on like that baby and i wont get in your ass like i want to.’ At the sound of my ass I whimpered, then felt his hands push down my skirt and demurte white panties - my mum bought them for me. I felt his soft palms brush the bare skin on my ass before grabbing a cheek each and crushing my lips beneath his again. I moaned his name into his mouth as i felt his finger circle round my tiny hole, the feeling more when it was dry than when he squirted lube onto his finger and slid it into my ass hole, rubbing round.
At that point I did collapse. He grabbed me and put me on the bed then rolled me over, pulling me up onto all fours. I knew exactly what was coming and put my head on the bed, reaching behind me to pull my lubed up ass open for him. Then I felt his cock head on my ass hole and I almost screamed, I was going to lose my asshole virginity before my pussy one. It just wasnt right, but right now I didn’t care. And I especially didn’t care when I felt his cock head enter my tight hole. The pressure was enormous and when the whole head popped in, it released with pain and pleasure, all at once.
I couldn’t help but groan out with the sensation which led him on again, and then I regretted my moaning out loud, because suddenly, with one hard thrust he just shoved the whole of his ten inch meat into my tight virgin ass hole and you should have heard me scream. He stayed there for maybe a minute before he pulled out then shoved back in again, building up a rhythm as he moved faster. My moans grew, the pain subsiding as the pleasure increased, and i started rocking back against him, shoving back against his thrusts. I could hear him moan quietly under his breath and this just turned me on more, and I couldn’t help myself, and I dont know why for the life of me, but I started talking dirty to this guy, sex god and knower of how to make women feel alive.
‘Fuck me Baby! O Jeff, fuck my ass like the bitch I am Jeff! Jeff! Jeff! Fuck my ass harder!’ Of course, like the good sex god he was he obeyed which made me scream out these words all the more, so eventually we were going like a pair of dogs, his cock slamming into my ass so fast it felt like a jack hammer. Soon the pressure became too much on my aching clit and I
reached down, stroking the sensitive bud, each touch sending me bucking against him.
After about 6 strokes, I came, loud and hard, scraming out at the relase on my body, contracting my ass and pulling him deeper and tiughter, so after two seconds he moaned loud and shot his spunk right deep into my ass. Icouldn’t believe it. I’dmade my first uy cum, in my ass and all. I knew nothing could be as good, but I still pulled off and begged him to fuck me properly, stroking and teasing his cock back to life with my finger tips and pulling his hard again cock deep into my waiting, wet depths for another trip into paradise.
Throughout the weeks and went back to Jeff’s house, having a meeting in his love nest every three days, and eventually, he started bringing guys home. I managed to get two guys in my ass by the 22nd ass fuck, and one in my pussy at the same time by my 36th. But I always knew that I would be having fun with my ass for the rest of my life. No way was I giving that up when I was married.
The End
AGE MADE NO DIFFERENCE…THEY JUST DOVE RIGHT IN
They had been meeting like this for about three years, fifteen women in all, over fifty years old, widowed or divorced, and between relationships. The group had been organized by Betty Colton and her good friend Sarah Henderson. When they had lost their husbands only two months apart, both women felt as though their sex lives had been ended for good, so after months of mourning their losses, they tepidly tried to enter the local senior citizen social scene, with not much to show for it. Increasingly they became frustrated with their situations, and decided to do something about it! What they came up with, was a semi formal club that only allowed membership to
ladies with the above criteria.
They found out was that there were a lot of women out there in the same boat they were in, that being alone for probably the first time in their life, and also with a very strong and persistent sex drive. “I think everyone is here,” Betty said to Sarah, as she counted heads trying make sure everyone was present and accounted for. “All but Jane,” replied Sarah, “she called with regrets, but her daughter is in town for the weekend and she can’t make it.” Nodding in agreement, Betty locked the front door and went around to the back and did the same.
All of the shades and curtains had been drawn, and the thirty eighth meeting of the Gray Widows was about to begin! Sarah went to the middle of the living room and clinked a glass with a spoon and asked for everyone’s
attention. “Ladies, the doors have been locked and the party can begin, of course their is food and drinks in the kitchen, so please help yourselves. As usual, our waiters and waitresses will be assisting you and seeing to your every need! I said waitresses because over the last three or four meetings we have had some call for female help.
Taking advantage of this option is totally up to your own discretion! Betty is up stairs checking to see if they are all ready to come down and serve you!!! Remember, we’re all here to have a good time, so please make the most of it! Thank you!” Just then, ten naked young men and two females came down the stairs and into the living room.
As they mingled among the older women, they asked if any of them would like food or drinks to be served. Some of the ladies gave drink and food orders, and the young naked boys and girls hurried out to the kitchen to pick up their orders. Other ladies simply talked to the youngsters, while others reached out and fondled the naked young bodies in front of them. You see, this club
was designed to satisfy the sexual needs of it’s members, and all of the kids were totally naked and would do anything that one of the members wanted them to. The only rules were that no one would do anything painful to anyone else, and that what ever you did, was to be in full view of everyone in the club. That meant that not only were you satisfying your own sexual desires, but that you were also putting on a show for your fellow club members! Many a party had ended with someone saying that the most satisfying moment for them had been watching another member having an orgasm!
This rule seemed to form a bond among everyone present at the parties, as everyone had seen everyone else in various sexual situations, and it made it very easy to empathize with someone who you knew had just been able to
satiate a sexual need. Most of the waiters and waitresses were between eighteen and nineteen years old, and the women loved the feeling of smooth young flesh, it reminded them of how it used to be. The boys were selected for their young appearance, as well as genital size. They liked to have a variety of penis sizes at the parties,because some of the women liked to have a boy with a very small penis, while others loved the contrast of a boy who was very slim and young looking with a huge penis hanging between his legs.
Curt was a very popular boy with the group, because he looked like he was much younger, but he had and eleven inch penis that was about eight inches long when soft. Today for example, a sixty year old woman named Ruth had first dibs on him. When he asked Ruth if she wanted anything, Ruth never said a word, she just leaned over and put the head of the huge member into her mouth and sucked it right then and there , while Curt stood quietly watching as his penis grow to it’s full eleven inch length. Ruth had both of her small hands gripping the shaft, holding it like it was an expensive jewel!!!
Ruth continued to suck, and Curt asked her if it would be okay to cum now. Ruth looked up at the young stud, and without taking her mouth off his head, nodded to go ahead! Curt smiled down at her and then released a torrent of
sperm into her waiting throat, which she tried to swallow all, but being he was so young, and he produced such a huge amount of it, some cum dribbled down the front of her chin. Finally releasing the monster, she used her fingers to scoop up the missing cum and lick the last drops up. Several of the other women applauded after she was done, and Ruth just said, “God I miss getting to suck a cock every day,” and other ladies nodded their heads in agreement! Over on the other side of the room, Edith Olinski was about to do what she did at every party, that being getting her large chest sucked by a young
man.
Sitting with her good friend Anna, Edith opined that the thing she missed the most was getting her tits sucked at least once a day. When she was married, it wasn’t unusual for her husband to go to sleep nestled up against her 44D chest with a nipple in his mouth. Ever since she was a young girl, Edith found that she needed to be with a good tit sucker, and she made sure that her husband to be was addicted to her lovely chest! Many a morning did she wake up to the feel of her nipples growing erect in his mouth. After awhile she
began to have climaxes by nipple sucking alone, so now she was on the
lookout for someone to take care of her aching nipples. Looking around the room, she started unbuttoning the front of her blouse, while catching the eye of a boy name Randy.
She now had exposed her bra and the two huge mounds of flesh that spilled from the top. Randy came over and asked, “Anything I can do for you ma’am?” Unclasping the front catch on her bra, she pulled it apart, causing her breasts to fall into her lap. “Would you please take care of these for me,”
she asked softly!?! “Sure,” he replied, laying down on his back across the thighs of Anna, with his head at Edith’s chest. Randy’s penis was right in Anna’s lap, and she took it in her hand and began to slowly jerk it. Edith gave a long sigh as Randy took a nipple into his mouth and sucked it like a baby while holding his head gently, caressing his face as if he were a new born. “God it felt so good,” she thought, “I needed it so much!” Anna reached over and patted her friend’s arm as if to say, “I’m glad you feel better!” Edith rolled her head and eyed Randy’s erection and asked Anna, “Are you going to
suck that magnificent erection or not?!?” Anna laughed and lowered
her mouth onto the head of the hard penis staring up at her with it’s
one eye. Randy gave an audible groan as Anna sucked up and down on
his hardon! Edith pulled the big nipple from Randy’s mouth,
substituting it with her other massive tit. It was quite a scene, one
lady nursing the young boy, while the other sucked his hard pecker!
Edith’s pussy was now approaching an orgasm from the insistent sucking her breasts were receiving, and seeing her friend with the young cock in her mouth sent her over the edge as she squeezed her legs together trying to put pressure on her throbbing little clit while her entire body shook as her orgasm spread from her crotch up to her chest! Anna had pulled off the hard penis and now jerked it fast in her hand. His balls becoming taut, Randy’s penis shot cum all over his belly and chest in large spurts as both women rubbed the cum into his skin, occasionally licking some off of their fingers. Sarah again took center stage as she stood up to make an announcement. “Ladies, today we are going to have a special treat.
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Curt and Mindy are going to put on a little show for our viewing pleasure! So everyone get a good seat, because the show is about to begin!" Everyone scurried around trying to get a good vantage point so that they could see the young stud Curt, stick his huge cock into Mindy’s tiny little cunt! Mindy was hosting her first party, and was just cute as a button! Only about five feet tall, she was very slim with just a hint of womanly hips.
Her pubic area had a sparse growth of blonde hair growing along her puffy lips. The two of them faced each other in the center of the room and just looked each other over for a few seconds. Curt made the first move by stepping up to Mindy and giving her a soft kiss on the lips while Mindy responded by putting her arms around Curt’s back and returning a more passionate kiss as she crushed her body into his. When they broke away from each other,
Curt’s penis was now becoming very erect! It was so quiet in the big room you could have heard a pin drop but several of the ladies had pulled up their dresses or skirts and had begun to brazenly masturbate as they watched the show. No one really paid any attention to them, however, as they were transfixed by the sight of Curt’s mammoth erection! Mindy, looking even younger next to the thick penis in front of her, took it in her hand and caressed the big head gently. Curt looked down, watching as the small hands played with his hard penis, and after putting his hands on her shoulders, he
gently pushed Mindy to her knees so that her mouth was inches from the giant head.
“Suck me,” he said softly, throwing his head back as her mouth slid over his smooth velvety head. Only being able to get her mouth over the head, she used her hands to jerk up and down the huge shaft. Her mouth, now very tired from trying to stretch over the egg sized head, so Mindy lay back on the floor with her legs spread wide open, and with drops of dew were clinging to the hair along her slit, and it was quite evident that Mindy was in a state of extreme sexual excitement! She stared up at the big horse cock that towered over her, afraid yet totally under it’s spell.
At this moment, she was just like every woman in the room, a slave to mammoth shaft of cock that stuck obscenely in the air for all of them to see! Looking around the room, Curt gave everyone a chance to see his erection,
because he knew that for the rest of his life women would do his bidding for just the chance to just hold his massive member! Turning his attention back to Mindy, he asked, “What do you want?” Raising her arms towards his groin, she said, “Give it to me, please!” Dropping between her legs, Curt took a hold of his shaft and rubbed his head up and down Mindy’s wet labia, groaning out loud when he brushed across her tiny clit. Taking what seemed like forever, he teased her with only the very tip of his big pecker while Mindy began
to writhe around trying to get his penis inside of her.
Feeling a little sorry for her, Curt finally stopped his head over her hole and slowly pushed inside of her, while feeling her incredible tightness! When only about three inches of his pole was inside of her, Mindy had a thunderous orgasm, as she thrashed around, caught on the end of the gigantic penis that pinned her in place. Curt now growing more excited seeing the little girl cum, drove his cock in farther, and again Mindy couldn’t help herself, being stretched to the limit, she came again, while many of the women were now also having cums of their own! It was stunning to see this tiny little girl being
skewered by the biggest cock any of them had ever seen!
Curt’s nut sack tightened up and his dick grew even harder as his own orgasm
started to build, now unable to control himself, he plunged his dick all the way home and started to pound the defenseless cunt. It was a total assault on her pussy, and Mindy was now in the middle of one long earth shaking orgasm! Her tight lips and pussy muscles tried their best to grip the huge shaft, but all that did was make it a tighter fit, which drove both of them to climax!!! Curt let out a low bellow as his cock expelled load after load into the pretty little pussy! Now totally spent, he collapsed on top of her, kissing her
neck and cheeks softly until his cock grew soft and slipped out of her now gaping vagina. The ladies gave them both a standing ovation! Betty now took the floor and thanked everyone for coming. “Drive home carefully, we want to see all of you here next month!”
The End
Gorgeous
Gorgeous
by ladydrace©
((Disclaimer: This is my first story, so any criticism is welcome. But before you mention the past tense versus the modern setting, I think I’d better reveal that the narrator is in the future, thinking back to his younger years at roughly present day time. Other than that, I hope you’ll enjoy it. And please remember that this is just a fantasy, so never forget to use protection! A huge thanks goes to psych_student who helped me edit after the initial rejection.))
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I don’t know exactly how it happened, but somehow I earned myself a reputation as the neighbourhood deflowerer of young, curious boys. I don’t think I did anything to earn such a title, but an old queen like me was hardly going to complain, now was I? Being in my mid-thirties at the time, I was, of course, not ancient, but considering the median age of the gay community in my part of town, I felt I had to go pretty far away from home to find someone my age. Not that I often had the urge to go cruising for ass my own age anyway, with all the sweet young meat coming my way, but I guess everybody needs some experienced hands once in a while.
Anyway, I got lucky a few times at my local gay hangout and got to take home a few lovely, young virgins. I couldn’t believe my luck. Then somehow word had got around that I was gentle and gave the new ones a hell of a first time. I never considered myself a miracle worker in bed, but I loved virgins - as probably anyone else would - and was blessed with patience and self control. On top of that, I just loved seeing those shy young guys becoming little wildcats as I slowly worked them to climax in my bed.
So there I was. Richard, an average gay man with no stunning looks or manners, being treated to all the young meat I could stand. It’s a time I remember with the greatest of pleasure, now, later in life. There were many young men worth remembering in those days, but one in particular I still remember with a little flutter in my loins.
It was a lazy Saturday as any other when I got a call from David; one of my previous deflowerings and now close friend. He had turned into quite a little horn dog and had sent newbies my way before. Needless to say I was flattered and gladly accepted the commendation. Anyway, he called to tell me that he had given another newbie my number. I was fine with this, of course. Although he warned me that this one might be a bit of a hard nut to crack, he was very certain that this guy was a diamond in the raw just needing some unwrapping. His words, not mine; he was never exactly poetic in his phrasing. But, in retrospect, it turned out to be very fitting.
Hardly three hours later, another young man called. He told me his name was Andrew and that he had gotten my number from a friend. He sounded like he was almost on the verge of tears and practically whispered into the phone when I asked him if he was ok. He told me he was just nervous, and after some more whispering and stuttering, we agreed he should come over that same night. I made sure he knew he was free to back out and that if he did show up, we would only do what he wanted to. His “see ya later” was whispered so low, I couldn’t even sure be he said anything at all.
I made my usual preparations for a cozy night in bed. I showered, shaved, lit candles in select places in the bedroom and wore my usual relaxation outfit; a pair of satin pajama pants and a knee-length satin robe closed loosely over it. Comfortable, easy to peel off, but not too scary for a nervous first-timer. And just in case he really was as nervous as he sounded, I made some coffee and waited for him in the kitchen, so as to start off with something completely non-sexual when he arrived.
And arrive he did, right at the agreed time. He was so nervous when I opened the door, I thought it amazing that he didn’t run for the hills when I asked him to come in. He was shaking and shivering like he was cold, but it was a warm summer night, so I didn’t think it likely. He looked young. Very young in fact, but I was sure David would never send me an underage guy. He wore pretty thick glasses but the eyes beneath them were brown and had a very deep expression. His lips were nicely curved with a blushing deep pink color against his lighter skin. He had short brownish-blonde hair and looked like puberty hadn’t really reached an end yet. He was pale, very thin and seemed a little clumsy in his movements. Despite his gangly figure, he had lovely narrow hips and a wonderful long neck that made my mouth water. He had no hint of facial hair but smooth skin with a few freckles. He was obviously shy, but I thought he looked absolutely delicious - glasses and all. What can I say, I’m a hound for young guys.
I invited him into the kitchen and offered him coffee. After some gentle nudging, I pulled out of him that he wasn’t much of a coffee drinker and pushed a soda into his hands. He seemed a little relieved to have something to do with his hands and clutched the bottle so hard his knuckles turned white. I was starting to think David might have misread this little cutie. He looked so fearful I was afraid I might do serious damage if I made a move. So I took it as slow as I possibly could. I talked to him about everything and anything, got very short and quiet answers and slowly his clenched up shoulders seemed to relax just a little bit. So I thought we might as well approach the true purpose of our meeting.
It took a little time. I stared intently at him, making him raise his eyes and meet my gaze. I smiled at him and immediately he blushed and looked down. God, he was adorable! When he finally looked up again, I asked him what he had tried. He looked like he had no clue what I was asking. So I clarified that I wanted to know how experienced he was. He locked his gaze on the floor again, and mumbled something about ‘one date with a girl’ and I think I heard the word ‘disaster’ in there somewhere. I thought I’d better cover the basics, so I asked him how long he had been interested in men, if at all. This time he never even lifted his eyes as I asked. I thought I saw his lips move, but no sound came out. This wouldn’t do. I reached over and hooked my forefinger under his chin and lifted his face up. His eyes were closed like he didn’t dare look at me. I held my grip, though, and after the longest time, he finally opened his eyes. I tried as gently as I could to coax an audible answer out of him, just holding his gaze. He wiggled a little, as if trying to escape my touch, but then sort of resigned himself to the situation and really talked to me.
“I… I think I’ve always been curious about guys. I only went out with the girl to try it.” He closed his eyes and winced. “It was horrible”.
I really felt we were getting somewhere now and pressed on a little, hoping he wouldn’t clam up on me again.
“So, you’ve never been with a guy before?”
This time he surprised me by looking me straight in the eye, with a little bitterness to his expression.
“Never even a kiss.”
I got the feeling it wasn’t for lack of trying, and I think I guessed now why David had sent him to me. He was absolutely lovely, but so tightly wound up he really needed some gentle guidance to start with. At this point I wasn’t as much turned on, as feeling protective of this handsome youth. I really wanted him to blossom and I couldn’t wait to be the one to set his body on fire. But all in good time. And we had plenty.
I thought it was now time to make a move, so I leaned over my small kitchen table and placed a little peck on his cheek. He immediately froze and looked back at the floor. It was adorable like hell and making my heart race, but I took it even slower, wanting him to find out the right way what he wanted. I placed my hands over his, as he still held them tightly around the soda bottle on the table. I could feel him shaking a little and just held my hands there until the shakes subsided. I thought now was the time to apply a little pressure. I had to be sure he would be able to say no if I pushed too far.
“Tell me what you want.”
No reaction.
“Please Andrew. Just talk to me. I won’t do anything if you don’t want me to. So please, tell me what you want.”
He was breathing hard now and was obviously gathering courage. He mumbled again, but realized that I probably hadn’t heard what he had said. So he swallowed hard and lifted his eyes to mine.
“I want… I want… you to kiss me.”
I thought it was a wonderful place to start and told him so. He blushed again and just waited for my move.
“I need you to promise me you’ll say no if I go too far.”
I looked intently at him until he answered quite clearly and very fast.
“I promise. Please kiss me.”
The last bit caught me slightly off-guard, but I smiled and got to work immediately.
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I stood up and walked to his side of the table. I gently pulled him up to me and put my arms around him. Our height difference was such that my chin could rest perfectly on his head, and I just stood like that for a while, hugging him to me. His arms slowly snaked around my waist and just rested there. I then reached a hand behind his head and tickled the hairs on the back of the neck lightly, while slowly tilting his face up to mine. His eyes were closed, his mouth slightly open and his breathing shallow. I slowly - ever so slowly lowered my face to his and placed the softest kiss I could possible accomplish on his lips. He trembled. Very much. I asked if he was ok. He nodded, still with his eyes closed and his lips parted, and I felt his arms tighten slightly around my waist. I moved in to deepen the kiss and he parted his lips a fraction more to allow me access. I gently probed around his tongue for a while and finally felt him responding a little. I broke the kiss and just looked at him. His face was flushed and he was panting softly. His eyes were still closed behind the glasses. God, I was having trouble holding back now. He was so gorgeous and I just had to tell him. When I did his eyes flew open and he stared at me with obvious disbelief.
“You’re joking!”
He looked like he was about to cry. I thought I’d better make things crystal clear to him, so I pressed myself against him. If he didn’t notice my rock hard boner through my thin clothes, he would have to be extremely dim. There was no mistaking his reaction when he felt it against his belly. He gasped loudly and dug his nails into my hips. I felt his own member through his jeans against my leg and while I didn’t get the feeling he was packing anything big, there was no doubt about the state it was in. I thought it must be almost painful for him, as hard as it felt. I moved my face very close to his, so he felt my breath on his lips as I answered.
“I never lie about those things. And even if I tried, my boner would betray me right away, don’t you think?”
He just stared at me and stammered.
“I… I… I’m not… gorgeous.”
He breathed out the last word and tried to close the distance for another kiss, but I teased him and moved away a fraction. I had him now.
“Then what are you exactly?” I whispered and licked my lips, still just looking into his eyes.
He looked like he was about to faint on the spot and tried again to kiss me. But I held him from me waiting for an answer.
“I’m… I’m… I… dunno… "
I chose that moment to close the distance and bite down on his lower lip. I sucked it into my mouth, feeling the warm blood rush to it, and finally letting it go with a little wet noise. He gasped. I pressed him still tighter to me and growled into his ear:
“Tender… so young and tender.”
And then I bit down on his earlobe.
His knees buckled and he moaned loudly into my ear. He clung to me so hard I felt his nails digging sharply into my back and pressed his groin so tight to me that I’m sure it must have hurt him. Then I suddenly felt a wetness on my thigh. I looked down and had to smile in amazement when I saw a wet spot on the front of his jeans. He had obviously just come hard in his pants. He still clung to me and hid his face on my shoulder. Then I heard a sniffle and felt a little sob run through him. I forced him gently from my shoulder and looked down at him. What on earth was the matter? I bent down and kissed away the tear I could see running down his cheek. I was very afraid that I had pushed him too far after all, and I said I was very sorry if I had crossed his boundaries. This just made him cry harder. He clung to me again and sobbed something into my shoulder.
“What sweetie? What’s the matter?”
Then he suddenly let go of me and almost yelled:
“I’m sorry!!”
I was dumbfounded. What on earth was the big disaster? He seemed to be breaking to bits before my eyes as he suddenly let a torrent of words gush out with breaking voice.
“I’m sorry I can’t hold back! I’m sorry I’m so hideous! I’m sorry I’m so small, stupid and dorky! I’m sorry I’ll never get past puberty! I’m sorry I have to show everyone my driver’s license, before they can believe I’m nineteen instead of eleven! I’m sorry I’ll never have a body worth looking at! I’m fucking sorry!!”
He collapsed on the chair and sobbed uncontrollably into his hands. I stood for a few seconds considering where to go from here. His self esteem issues were clearly severe, and at that moment I felt a very unfamiliar urge to find the people who had led him to believe those things about himself, and pound them to mince.
I recovered quickly however, and decided it was time for action. I forced one of his hands away from his face and held it tight in mine. Then I pulled him out of the kitchen and into the bathroom. I’d never done it this way before, but he was so special and obviously needed special treatment. I started to run hot water into my large bathtub and sat him down on the edge of it. He didn’t even object when I took off his glasses and slowly started to undress him. It wasn’t even sexual. I just needed to warm him up -literally. However non-sexual the situation was, my cock wasted no time in letting me know that it definitely approved of this beauty I was uncovering. And my hard-on never went down. I was already dipping into some of my self-restraint in order to hold back and not ravage him on the spot.
He was as thin under his clothes as he looked. His ribs were clearly visible under his almost milky white skin and he had a very pronounced spine that made a beautiful pattern of bumps all the way down his back. His hips were, as I expected, narrow and surprisingly not very boney. I was sure he could have any man he wanted if he just rocked those hips a little. His cock was small and a little slippery from his cum, but I still thought it was perfect. It fitted him in size and shape and it was resting in a small nest of light brown hair - the only hair I had seen on his body so far. His small pink nipples stood out in the chill of the room and he had goosebumps on his thin thighs.
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