Date: Sat, 13 Jun 2009 14:25:45 -0700
From: pm1954@hushmail.com
Subject: Jake and the Sissy Part Two

Six months later, Timmy was 11, and a middle-school student.  Far from
being a pariah, he had become quite popular.  This was partly Jake's
influence.  His growing muscles, combined with his increasing
self-confidence, drew the cooler kids to him.  Even some of the jocks were
friendly toward him.

Mike Topper, for example.  Just a few minutes prior, he had intercepted a
dodgeball aimed right at Timmy, sacrificing his place on the floor.  What
was that all about?

"Could he be into me?"  Timmy wondered.  Timmy had stopped making any
effort to hide the fact that he was a sissyboy.  It was futile anyway,
especially when his lover Jake insisted on driving him to school each
morning and saying goodbye to him with a deep kiss.  Timmy knew for a fact
that Mike had witnessed this on at least one occasion.  So he definitely
knew Timmy liked guys.  But surely he wouldn't risk arousing the wrath of
Jake by making a play for him, would he?

Sometimes Jake's possesiveness got Timmy down.  He loved Jake of course;
who wouldn't?  But Jake had arranged things in such a way that it was
almost impossible for Timmy to try out other guys; even just for fun.  On
Timmy's eleventh birthday, Jake had informed his mother that her worries
about Timmy becoming a slut were over, because Jake was his lover now, and
he would keep him faithful.  In her eyes, it was better for Timmy to be
with one man than dozens, so she quickly acquiesced.  Since then, Timmy had
spent all his nights in Jake's bed, tending to his considerable sexual
appetites.  And that was just fine; except...

Timmy sighed.  He was sitting on the toilet in his gym locker room.  He
reached between his legs and found the strings of the tampon that had been
in place all day, soaking up the massive load Jake had injected into his
bowels that morning.  He pulled it out and dropped it into the water, then
flushed. Then he went to the showers.  He had been waiting for the other
boys to finish, so he could wash his pussy in peace.  He turned on one of
the spigots and let the hot water pour over his taut muscles, spreading his
cheeks so the stream could reach his tender pink hole.  Suddenly he heard
the next shower come on, and opened his eyes.

"Hiya, Tim."  It was Mike.

There was no reason for Mike to have waited this long to shower unless he
was waiting for Timmy.  Unable to stop himself, Timmy gave Mike's strong
body the once-over.  Muscles bulged beneath the skin.  A tracery of blue
veins highlighted all the most delectable parts.  Unlike most of the boys
in his class, Mike already had a small patch of brown curls at the base of
his surprisingly meaty cock.  Timmy dragged his eyes up to meet Mike's.

"Hi Mike. Thanks for the save today.  That was really sweet of you."

"Sweet?" Timmy thought to himself.  "Could I BE a bigger girl?"  But Mike
didn't seem to mind.

"No big deal.  Didn't want to see you catch a ball right in the face."

"Why?" Timmy thought.  "Because I'm so pretty?"  But he didn't say it. He
couldn't think of anything to say, so he started soaping himself all over,
as did Mike.  Timmy turned his back toward the hot boy, so he wouldn't see
his rising stiffy.  Then Timmy felt Mike's hand on his back, rubbing soap
all over it.

"Lemme get your back" he said, almost in a whisper.  The soap went lower
and lower, until Mike was rubbing it over Timmy's hypersensitive pussy.
Unable to stop himself, Timmy groaned, and as if that was the signal he had
bee waiting for, Mike slipped his middle finger into the throbbing
boy-cunt.  He reached around with his other hand and began to play with
Timmy's tits.

"Fuck, your body is so damn sexy, Tim!"

"Ah jeez, Mike!  That's so..I mean...feels so...oh man, will you fuck me,
please?"

"Hell yes, I will!" growled Mike.  Bending Timmy over with one hand, he
pulled his hips backward, and Timmy felt the strong young cock entering his
ass.  It felt nothing like Jake's, and that was both good and not-so-good.
Good, in that there was no pain.  Bad, in that it didn't fill him up the
way Jake's massive dick did.  But there was something so exciting about
being taken by a guy his own age, and the biggest stud in his class too,
that more than compensated for any deficiencies.

And there was this: Mike's cock was just the right length to poke Timmy's
"boy's place" with every thrust.  Instead of the constant pressure of
Jake's big reamer, there was a series of short blasts of pleasure, like
miniature fireworks going off behind Timmy's eyes.  He heard himself
grunting like an animal being bred, and suddenly there was one HUGE
explosion, and he wailed.  He felt the spasms in his pussy that he knew
would bring his new boyfriend off, and sure enough, Mike yelled as his
virile boy-cock spewed it's sperms into Timmy.

Together, the boys collapsed onto the tiles.  They kissed passionately.

"Mike...Jake is at an away game tonight.  Think your folks would let you
spend the night?  I mean, we DO have that scince project we need to work
on."

Mike laughed.  They didn't share a science class.

"I'm pretty sure that could be arranged."