Date: Sat, 28 Feb 2009 10:12:50 -0800 (PST) From: Beautiful Creamer Subject: Sissyboy Restitution -- (adult-youth) Sissyboy Restitution By Beautiful Creamer One -- Crash!! Jordan Boykins and his best friend Nicky Creamily loved baseball. Even though it wasn't even March and there was still some snow on the ground, the 12-year-old buddies decided that baseball season began that very day. So after school, the two young lovelies grabbed their gloves and baseball and headed for their local park. The boys were so excited that, on the way to the park, they started throwing the ball back and forth. In short tosses at first. Then longer. And longer. Until the inevitable errant toss. Far over Jordan's head. And through the front window of a neat, modest, two-story house one block from the park. The boys' first instinct was to run. Most boys would have run. But Jordan and Nicky were not most boys. They were prettier, cuter, sweeter and more innocent than most boys. And considerably more honest. Had they not been little "boy scouts" about everything, this would have been a very dull story about pretty boys playing baseball and breaking windows. Facing the music, Jordan and Nicky walked to the offended home's front door. The boys were a little scared and a little ashamed. They were so sweet and such good friends that Jordan didn't even blame Nicky for the toss that broke the window. Jordan knocked. Nicky noted that the name on the mailbox said "Thickwad." What a silly name, he giggled to himself. The door opened almost immediately and the boys were offered the sight of a tall, unsmiling man. "Are you the boys who just broke my window?" the man asked sternly. This wasn't going the way the boys had hoped. They had expected the occupant to be impressed by their collective honesty. Maybe even some grudging admiration and a half-serious, good-natured admonition to "Work on those pitching skills." The man the boys faced did not seem to be pleased with Nicky and Jordan's integrity. Though as he looked them over, the man seemed impressed with "other things" about them. They were the prettiest boys the man, Mr. Thickwad, had ever seen. And Mr. Thickwad liked pretty boys. The innocent little angels were frightened when the man repeated the question, barking out, "Are you the boys who just broke my window?" Trembling a bit, Nicky squeaked out a response: "Yes, sir, Mr. Thickwad. We did it." Jordan quickly added, "We're awfully sorry, Mr. Thickwad." The man considered that, then his stern expression relaxed to a neutral look. He said, "Very well. I accept your apology." Nicky and Jordan smiled tentatively. Nicky thought, "Is that it?" And Jordan thought, "That was easy." The boys were even hoping that Mr. Thickwad would give them their baseball back. Until... "Now, who's going to pay for my window?" Mr. Thickwad asked. The boys were shocked. Men... all men...even their daddies, seemed to give Nicky and Jordan pretty much anything the boys wanted. They didn't know why, really. Hadn't thought about it much. Just thought it was the way of the world. Why was this...this man... being such a BEAST? Holding them accountable? Bullying them? He didn't look like a beast, the boys thought. He was quite handsome. And exceptionally virile. But he wanted retribution from Nicky and Jordan. Jordan spoke first. "We're sorry. Really sorry. But we don't have any money." The man seemed somehow pleased with the response. "Step inside, boys and we can discuss proper `retribution.'" For some reason, the man's manner and the way he said "retribution" excited the boys. Nicky was scared, but his little prickie was stiff. Uncharacteristically stiff. Neither boy had thought much about "sex stuff" as they called it. Though they had been having some unidentifiable, odd feelings in the past few weeks. Achy feelings for something they wanted, but couldn't really articulate. Jordan's "thing" was hard too. He didn't know why either. But he was pretty sure he wanted to find out. The boys followed Mr. Thickwad into the house. Two -- Payback in Kisses Mr. Thickwad led the boys to the back of the house, then into the family room, where the drapes had been pulled. Then he sat in the middle of the room's couch and considered the boys. Beautiful, puerile treasures. And, unless he missed his guess, completely innocent. What an incredible opportunity Nicky and Jordan presented to Mr. Thickwad. And the man wasn't about to miss it. The boys approached Mr. Thickwad with some dread. Men had almost never held the two little unconscious dickteasers responsible for anything. Was the man going to harm them in some way? Perhaps even [gasp] SPANK them? Worse! Sort of. "You can take your coats off and throw them over there, boys," he said. So, the boys thought, this was going to take a bit of time. OK, but what was next? They quickly found out. "Now your trousers, shoes and socks," the man said. "Take them off and put them on top of your coats." Raw fear stabbed like a frozen icepick into both boys' hearts. And their teeny peenies twitched in fear and excitement. Jordan couldn't take his trousers off in front of a man -- or his best friend! He just couldn't! He couldn't show his "naughty secret." Both boys' eyes filled with tears and Nicky begged for mercy. "Please, Mr. Thickwad. Don't make us do this. We're good boys and we won't do anything bad again, ever! Don't spank us!" Mr. Thickwad said, "I won't hurt you, boys, I promise. In fact, I'm quite sure you'll enjoy my little acts of `retribution.' But if you prefer, I can call the police and tell them how two little vandals broke my window, then taunted me with nasty names." Jordan and Nicky had been bested by a man for the first time in their lives. Men had always smiled and done anything the little creampuffs wanted. But this one was different. They looked at each other in sad resignation. Then a whimpering Nicky began to remove his trousers. Revealing the real reason he didn't want to do so. The boy was wearing baby-blue thong panties. A gift from his Daddy only ten days earlier, along with ten other pairs in various pastel shades, even [gasp] pink! His Daddy had said something about how a boy as pretty as Nicky should have lots of pretty things, beginning with his underwear. And then he had had Nicky model each pair for him -- wearing just the panties -- as Daddy breathed heavily and eventually had to excuse himself to "take care of an urgent matter." Mr. Thickwad smiled when he saw those panties and he delighted in Nicky's abject humiliation. Jordan wasn't as surprised as Nicky thought he would be and when he pulled down his own trousers, Nicky saw why. Jordan was wearing silk, hip-hugger, teeny panties and his were pink!! Also a gift from his Daddy, ten days earlier. Jordan had been so ashamed -- especially about having to model them in front of his heavy-breathing Daddy, that he couldn't share the news with his best friend. It was the first secret the boys had kept from each other and what an awful way to reveal it. Mr. Thickwad couldn't have been happier. Especially when he saw that both boys were quite "tented" in their pretty panties. Nicky, by Mr. Thickwad's educated guess, was sporting a 4.25-inch boner and Jordan's appeared to be perhaps a quarter-inch longer. Each boy had a little wet spot on their panties where their "boyish excitement" was secreting nicely. Delicious. Mr. Thickwad's trousers were still on, since he didn't want to spook the boys and ruin what could develop into a truly great afternoon. "If you boys can't give me `retribution' in money," the man said, "I'll take it in kisses." Jordan and Nicky trembled at those awful words and hugged each other in fear. Which seemed to increase the "wetness" around their "panty points" substantially. Though as they began to think it through, they had sort of enjoyed things so far. And now that their fears of panty exposure were over, maybe it wouldn't be so bad to kiss that man. He was so forceful and virile. And he seemed to understand boys' "feelings" about, well, men. Nicky and Jordan had felt "funny" showing their pantied prettiness to their daddies. And were confused about why their daddies were doing all that. Still, they had had odd feelings about what happened then and at that moment with Mr. Thickwad. Maybe going along with Mr. Thickwad's salacious "requests" would help them understand "things" better. So when Mr. Thickwad invited them to sit on the couch on either side of him, the boys semi-reluctantly complied. Mr. Thickwad sighed with contentment as he put an arm around each boy and drew them to his torso. He wished that they had taken their tops off -- wearing only panties, then [pant] nothing -- but slow and easy wins the seduction battle. Nicky and Jordan felt good in Mr. Thickwad's manly arms. He was older then their daddies -- maybe 40 — but very fit. Jordan had an odd thought -- he wished it was his Daddy who was holding him like that -- ready to kiss him. But then he dismissed the thought as way too "impure." "Impure" was definitely what Mr. Thickwad was going for that day. These young beauties had been pure long enough. Plus, if someone, surely their daddies, was buying them panties like those, they would be fucked soon enough. Better that he "harvest" these lovelies soon. Which to kiss first? Nicky had longish, dark-blond curls that screamed sissyboy. Though Jordan, the brunet, had a slightly prettier face. Hmmmm. Following Guy Rule Number 7 -- all other things being equal, go for the blond -- Mr. Thickwad kissed Nicky first. Right on the lips. And kept kissing him until the boy moaned softly and opened his mouth enough for Mr. Thickwad to enter it with his rude tongue. Nicky saw stars! He had never been kissed before. Well, almost never. For the past ten days, Daddy had been giving Nicky a good-night kiss right on the lips before tucking him in. Lingering a bit longer each night. But no tongue. Tongue was nice. So nice that he was disappointed when Mr. Thickwad eventually stopped the kiss to lean to the other side and give Jordan an equally long and equally thrilling kiss. Oh dear. Jordan was in heaven. The kiss felt better than anything ever -- including his own Daddy's recent, good-night-right-on-the-lips kisses. His stiff little popsy had gotten outrageous. And he was beginning to get an achy feeling in his privates. A feeling he didn't enjoy. Jordan's first case of "blue balls." Mr. Thickwad had a wide range of cures for that scourge of mankind. "Jordan, sweetheart," he said, "I think your little testicles are achy. Am I right?" The man understood everything!! Jordan whimpered out a yes. Mr. Thickwad got the same reaction when he asked Nicky. "I can take care of that. I'm afraid I've been getting you boys all excited while not offering any `relief.' Have you ever had relief?" He noted the puzzled stares and decided that these little creampuffs had never spunked. Nicky was feeling that same achy way that he was when Daddy watched his little panty fashion show. But Daddy didn't offer any relief. It was so nice of Mr. Thickwad to offer them some. "Stand in front of me, my darlings. That's right. Side by side. Good. Now I'm going to show you how to feel really good. I won't hurt you. I kissed Nicky first, so I'll demonstrate on Jordan first." Then, much to the boys' amazement, Mr. Thickwad began to ease Jordan's tiny pink panties up and over his stiffie and down to mid-thigh. If the boys had wanted to bolt out of there, then would have been the time. It was clear that they had decided to enlist for the duration. Jordan was covered with hot blushes as his "pink parts" were exposed to his friend and this man for the first time. He couldn't believe how stiff it was -- and how drippy. It had never been that stiff for that long. He couldn't imagine what the man was going to do next. But he was eager to find out. What Mr. Thickwad did next was to remove Nicky's tiny thong, leaving the blond angel equally naked from the waist down. Exposing his pretty peeny and peanuts to his friend's hot stares. So there the man was -- with two perfect, half-naked, innocent-but-willing-to-learn cutie-pies at his disposal. He stopped briefly to savor the moment, then began his "healing" procedures. Gently, lovingly, Mr. Thickwad caressed each pricklet --one in each hand. Enjoying each appreciative moan and gasp from his "love students." Jordan loved being "handled" by a man. Much more than he could imagine. Nicky was visiting a far galaxy too, especially when the man started pulling his foreskin up and down, rubbing against the most sensitive parts of his knoblet. Mr. Thickwad was enjoying himself tremendously. Watching the boys experience the first sexual touching of their young lives. Listening to their cute grunts and gasps as they approached a place they didn't even know existed. Jordan felt his crisis approaching first. Little pleasure pangs...growing in intensity as Mr. Thickwad skinned his peeny so sweetly. He looked over at his best friend. Saw him being skinned simultaneously. Both of them being love-handled by a man they had just met. It was so WRONG! Which made it wildly erotic. Jordan locked eyes with Nicky, parted his lips and leaned toward the other boy. Nicky felt a sharp pleasure warning in his groin as his lips touched Jordan's for the first time. The boys half-turned toward each other, kissing and embracing as Mr. Thickwad rubbed and frigged them toward their imminent climaxes. Jordan felt a rush of ecstatic agony and cried out with previously unknown joy. To be joined moments later by a squealing, spurting Nicky. The boys heaved out their first spermloads, soaking Mr. Thickwad's skilled fingers and each other's pubic areas. Seeing colors and hearing sounds they had never experienced. Losing the "achiness" in their testicles as they found new needs they would henceforth be desperate to satisfy. This would be the time that shame and guilt would begin to show their uninvited, ugly faces at the party. Mr. Thickwad stopped them at the velvet rope. "You boys certainly needed that. I'm surprised you were able to function, given how much boy's cream was clogging up your systems. But I don't think it's all gone yet. Let me see." The sex-struck young beauties looked at each other in puzzlement. Nicky asked, "Boy's cream? What's that?" Mr. Thickwad would have been the one to answer. But his mouth was full. Of Jordan's drooling, half-limp cock. Jordan squealed with unexpected enjoyment as he felt Mr. Thickwad's mouth surround his boy pole. The man was licking all the tender parts that had just made him do that wonderful thing. It was so exciting and it felt so good. Then he stopped. Bummer. But he started giving Nicky's knob a nice polishing. Which Nicky liked VERY much! Such bliss! A handsome man doing for Nicky what those other men who had been sniffing around him all those years had been afraid to do. Nicky wondered whether other men, if he gave them a little encouragement, would do the things Mr. Thickwad was doing. He was pretty sure they would. But would they expect Nicky to do the same kind of things to them in return? Like the "restitution" Mr. Thickwad had spoken about? Nicky didn't like when Mr. Thickwad stopped so he could suck Jordan's thingee, but he knew the man would return to him soon enough. Mr. Thickwad went back and forth, bringing each boy to the brink of orgasm, then breaking off to do the same for the other boy. The sweet angels were desperate to cum when Mr. Thickwad finally pushed each of them off the cliff. Jordan first -- amazed that Mr. Thickwad took all of Jordan's creamy spurts into his mouth and swallowed them! Then Nicky, who screamed like a girl on the playground when he pumped thick globs of boy's cream down his man lover's throat. After they recovered a bit, the boys sat on Mr. Thickwad's lap and showered him with grateful kisses. They wouldn't have resisted if he had taken off their shirts and brought them to full nudity, but he didn't want to overdo things the first time with his cherubs. Nicky took the next "retribution" initiative. He pulled Mr. Thickwad's zipper down, went trouser fishing and pulled out the man's massive cock. The boys oohed and aahed at its size and heat, then they stroked it, as well as his hairy bag of huge testicles, as they pelted the man's face, mouth, and neck with voracious kisses. Mr. Thickwad was quite worked up by that point, so nine minutes after the sweet business began, he was spurting his man's cream in thick ropes all over the boys' hands and his flat belly. A good time was had by all. Mr. Thickwad kissed the boys again, told them they had made full restitution, had them get dressed and sent them on their way with an invitation: "You're always welcome here, boys. Day or night. And you don't have to break a window. Just ring the bell." Then, for the first time, he smiled. Which was the last thing a dazed Jordan and Nicky saw as they left the house and headed home. Three -- The Next Day Jordan and Nicky were almost afraid to discuss what had just happened with Mr. Thickwad when they walked home that fateful afternoon. They referred to "events" in passing when they saw each other in school the following day. But they resolved to discuss it all in detail at Jordan's house that afternoon after school. While Jordan's Mom was at her doctor's appointment. Jordan and Nicky alone in the house. For two hours. It took them ten minutes to get naked and get into Jordan's bed together. Okay, six minutes. They were practically bursting with newly-realized sexuality and the need to make that "good thing" happen again. Being naked and kissing seemed like a really good place to start. It always is. "You're so pretty," Jordan said to Nicky between kisses. "Oh, Jordan, you're the beautiful one," Nicky breathed. OK. Let's stipulate that they were both ball-drainers. The loverboys were steamy and almost creamy as they consumed each other with hands and kisses. Imitation being the sincerest form of flattery, Nicky and Jordan chose to emulate Mr. Thickwad. Nicky slid his kisses down Jordan's body until he arrived at the "hard part." Nicky took his lover's stuck-up penis into his pretty mouth and did his best to do those nice things he learned from Mr. Thickwad. Very nice things. He did an excellent job for a beginner. Just ask Jordan, who cried out in ecstasy as he shot his creamies into his friend's eager mouth. Nicky "drank" it all -- just as Mr. Thickwad had done. Jordan was thrilled. And eager to return the favor. Which he did, quite nicely. The boys "swapped suckies" and kisses for two tasty hours, then dressed quickly, just before Mrs. Boykins pulled into the garage. The boys shared one last, long kiss, then vowed eternal, exclusive love. Which would resume the very next day after school. Except... "I have to go with my Mom to a dental appointment tomorrow afternoon, Jordan. She's even picking me up before last period." Nicky said. "Can you wait one more day?" At age 12, with a full "bag of cream," a day's delay seems like an eternity. But Jordan had to agree to the conditions. Besides, Jordan speculated, maybe Daddy was trying to send him a signal with those panties, the panty fashion show and those delicious goodnight kisses. Maybe he was. But Daddy wasn't "ready" for the really good stuff yet. And Jordan was ready for anything. That very night, however, Daddy made "progress." Jordan's handsome Papa came into his room and gave him the now-usual, goodnight kiss on the lips. But that time, he lifted Jordan's nightshirt and began to rub his tummy gently with his big, strong hand. Jordan whimpered softly when Daddy did that. Which encouraged the man to take two nice "move-alongs." Daddy slid his tongue between Jordan's lips as he brushed his fingers against his boy's painfully stiff cock. Oh!!! Jordan gasped with lust as Daddy tongued his son's mouth and began to skin his tender knob. Heavenly! Stroking. Kissing. Until Jordan arched his back and, for the first time in his life, spurted his cum for his Daddy. Heaving creamy ropes as Daddy slid his tongue over his pretty boy's palate. Daddy seemed very agitated by "events" and certainly in need of some "retribution" from Jordan, but he was worried that Mom might catch him doing what raging instinct compelled him to do. So he kissed Jordan softly, pulled his nightshirt over his cummy tummy and left the bedroom. Leaving poor Jordan randier than he had been when Daddy walked in. And he wouldn't even be able to "relieve himself" with dentally-appointed Nicky the next afternoon. Bummer. Four -- Sneaking around Unfortunately for Jordan and Nicky's swelling libidos, neither Daddy was willing to make a "Big Move" on his boy just yet. Though common sense informs us that they were close. Very close. Nicky was a bit envious when Jordan told him at lunch the next day that Jordan's Daddy had "had him off." Which got them both so excited that Jordan thought that Nicky might call his Mom and make up some excuse so he could get out of his dental appointment one hour before school closing. For some reason, Nicky still wanted to have his teeth cleaned. So Jordan walked home from school alone. With only a nice bedtime wank from Daddy to look forward to. Until after school the next day. [Sigh] There was an option. If he dared. Jordan dared. At 2:50 p.m., Jordan knocked on Mr. Thickwad's door. No response. Rang the bell. No response. Considered breaking a window. Decided to leave. But just then, the door opened and there he was. Mr. Thickwad! Unlike two days earlier, he was smiling -- and wearing only a bathrobe. Jordan's heart fluttered when he thought about the kinds of things Mr. Thickwad would probably want to do with Jordan that afternoon. If he invited the boy in. No question about that. Mr. Thickwad pulled Jordan inside, closed the door and enveloped the boy with a deep, hugging, tongue kiss. That was just what Hornyboy needed. For a start. "I'm so happy to see you, Jordan. Would you like to join me in my bedroom and you can tell me why you decided to visit today? Then I'll see if I can help." Jordan trembled in anticipation. And followed Mr. Thickwad upstairs to his bedroom. Walked into the bedroom. Looked at the bed. Oh, no! Lying on the bed, on his stomach, naked as he had been the previous day with Jordan, was Nicky. Nicky, who had lied about dentistry and faked a permission slip so he could get to Mr. Thickwad's house before his best friend got there. Nicky, whose pretty little ballsack was visible through his parted legs as was...[gasp]...his plump, boyish bottom, which was...[horrors!]...oozing a considerable portion of man's cream. Nicky had been fucked!!!! By Mr. Thickwad!!! And he didn't even tell Jordan that he was going to do that. Jordan would have left right then, had it not been for the fact that he wanted to be fucked too. Desperately. By Mr. Thickwad. Who had removed his robe and was completely naked for the first time in Jordan's presence. Jordan felt betrayed by his best friend. But of course, they had both taken that oath of total exclusivity and Jordan had violated it with his Daddy the previous evening and was planning to do so again with Mr. Thickwad. So maybe Jordan's panties weren't completely clean either. Not only that, his panties weren't even on him any more. As he was ruminating, Mr. Thickwad had taken the liberty of totally undressing the boy. Naked with a naked Mr. Thickwad. And a naked Nicky, who managed to say, "Fucking is awesome, Jordan! You'll love it. Mr. Thickwad used that great new anal lubricant, Spermbutt, and it didn't hurt. I came twice while he stroked his big thing back and forth along this incredible prostate thing we have inside us. It's way better than just sucking penises, though that's nice too. You'll let Mr. Thickwad fuck you, won't you? I told him you would be here today and I said you'd let him fuck you." Jordan looked at his well-fucked, happy friend. He looked at Mr. Thickwad, whose thick prick was at half-staff. Thought about it for maybe 30 seconds. Then got onto his knees and took the man's poop- and cum-stained cock into his mouth and sucked it. Knowing that the sooner it got hard, the sooner he could experience the joys Nicky had just felt. And all because he and Nicky were willing to make retribution. I welcome your comments at beautifulcreamer@yahoo.com. 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