Date: Sat, 17 Oct 2009 09:21:13 -0700 (PDT) From: Beautiful Creamer Subject: Sissyboy Scenes 8 Sissyboy Scenes 8 By Beautiful Creamer Scene Eight -- Welcome to Spunktown Neighborly hospitality is a lost art these days. That was why Tony Spermato and his 11-year-old son Mario were so happy that their neighbors, Eric Hardwood and his equally-11-year-old son Shannon, invited them over for "burgers and guy stuff" on the Saturday the Spermatos moved into Spunktown. Like the Hardwoods the Spermatos were a father-and-son-only, post-messy-divorce family. Unlike the Spermatos, the Hardwoods had adapted well to their changed circumstances and life in Spunktown, where they had lived for 18 months. Very well. Tony and Mario were a loving, though small, family and were looking forward to their new life in their new town. Little did they know how truly "new" everything would be for them in Spunktown. Eric Hardwood said to "Stop by at six and just walk on in." Which was exactly what Tony and Mario did. No one seemed to be around. Probably out back, firing up the grill, they thought. So man and boy walked into the dining room and recoiled in shock at what they saw! Young Shannon was lying on his back, on the dining-room table, naked except for a pair of brief, silky, pink panties that were dangling from his right ankle! But that wasn't all. Eric, Shannon's father, was also naked and [gasp] he was on top of the boy! Fully "mounted," to put it undaintily. There was nothing dainty about the way he was "abusing" his "innocent" son. The man was FUCKING the boy! Sticking his enormous, obscenely swollen, flaming-red cock into the poor child's tiny anus, then withdrawing it to thrust it back in! Again and again! Stunningly, it appeared to delight the boy, because a) Shannon's own little, three-inch tickler was rampant and leaking a great deal of "boyish excitement juices," b) the boy was saying things such as "Fuck me, Daddy. [squeal!] That's it. [pant] Right there. Like that. [grunt] Harder! [gasp]" and c) much to Tony's horror and Mario's amazement, Shannon then screamed and began to hurl out his boy's cream in thick quantities thought far beyond the powers of mortal boys. Tony wanted to cover Mario's eyes, hustle him out of that vile pit, race him home, then call in Commandos, Rangers, Deltas, Recon Marines, SEALS and the remainder of the armed forces to seize Eric Hardwood and spirit him off to a place that would make Guantanamo look like Saturday in the park. But his feet wouldn't move. And he couldn't speak. To warn Mario about what would inevitably happen next. And there it was. Eric groaned manfully and shuddered through his own mangasm, pumping his creamy load into the ravaged bottomhole of that poor child. It was horrible!! Yet, the newcomers were frozen in place. Until Eric noticed their presence. Which would clearly be the awkward part. Would Eric shoot them both to prevent his own well-deserved incarceration? No. "Oh, hi, Tony, Mario. Great to see you both. Sorry we didn't wait, but Shannon is the most impatient, cock-hungry little sissyboy in this town. When I told him you were coming for dinner and...all that...he got himself all worked up in anticipation. He's really smitten with you, Tony. So I had to fuck him to take the edge off a little so he'd be a bit civilized when you got here. You being new to Spunktown and all. But as you see, it didn't really work. The little bunny rabbit wants to be fucked again. Now. Don't let him force you to hurry. I know some guys don't like sloppy seconds. If you want, just take him up to his room and you can shower together. Flush my `stuff' out. Then he can put on fresh panties, you can get into bed with him naked and you can introduce yourselves to each other properly. Meanwhile, Mario and I will go mix the burgers and set the table and all. OK, Mario?" Mario nodded dumbly. He had just agreed to be alone with a naked man -- a man who fucks pretty, young boys, even his own son. And does so without shame, guilt or guile. Mario was essentially offering himself to that man, who would surely try to "do things" with him. Things. Mario had wanted his Daddy to "do things" with him, but Daddy had been so blind to Mario's needs. Apparently, from Daddy's hard-cocked, pants-tented reaction to Shannon's red-hot fucking, Daddy had needs of his own. Tony still couldn't move. He wanted to stop Mario from going off with that pervert, but he wanted to have sex with Shannon even more. And it appeared that one was the trade for the other. Still... It was wrong. Horribly wrong. "Abusing" a child as young as Shannon. Though Tony had to admit, the boy didn't look abused. He looked like a world-class cockteaser. And a very pretty one to boot. Shannon had yet to say a word to Tony or Mario. And didn't need to. The young beauty's knees were up, nearly to his ears. Toes pointed seductively. Eyes locked with Tony's. Smoldering with lust for a potential "new man in his life." Tony gulped. And took a good long look at what was being offered to him. Shannon's anus was open and drooling his Daddy's thick cum. It looked like the prettiest, most hospitable cock-host on earth. "Buttered" and ready for another deep, hot fucking. But Tony couldn't. The repercussions. The consequences. Tony had half-resolved to bolt away from Shannon, despite his painfully stiff "condition," rescue his son from that evil Eric guy, run home and bolt his door. And he would have to, if Shannon hadn't pushed the envelope a bit. Silently, slowly, almost casually, Shannon dipped two fingers into the small lake of boy's cream on his tummy and transferred the sweet fluid to his left nipple. Rubbing it gently over the pretty nub. Making it stiffen. Issuing the cutest little gasps and grunts as he did so. Then the right nipple. Oh. Tony was only human. But perhaps he could have resisted if Shannon hadn't rubbed his own boy's cream over his pouty lips. Then opened his mouth for a kiss from Tony. Men aren't wired to resist such strong bait. Tony was a man. He strode to Shannon then dropped his pants, right there on the Hardwoods' hardwood floor and buried his impossibly stiff cock into the boy's hot, wet, open hole. Shannon would have screamed, but Tony had covered the boy's cummy mouth with his own. Exploring the inside of Shannon's mouth with his tongue as his cock explored Shannon's nether regions. It had been almost a year since 35-year-old Tony had fucked anyone. So his recollection of sex was murky. Still, he couldn't remember a fuck in his life as satisfying as that one. The boy was the perfect sex partner. Beautiful. Enthusiastic. Tight. Hot. Appreciative. But most of all, generous. Shannon wrapped his pretty legs around Tony and focused on giving the man a headsplitter of an orgasm. They shoved and kissed and grunted and squeaked and pushed and pulled. Rubbing the boy's prostate so thrillingly that Shannon spunked first. Though it was only a weak stream of creamy droplets, the boy convulsed with electric pleasure. As did the man soon after. Drenching his young lover's already-sopping anus with 352-days-worth of man's cream. Shannon didn't complain. Nor did Tony. Though, when his balls were fully emptied, he began to have those guilt feelings we all hate. They could even have proved debilitating, had not Shannon resumed his role as master of ceremonies. The boy spoke for the first time. "That was awesome, Mr. Spermato! I love you already. Will you take me upstairs, shower with me, then make love to me all night?" When he speaks, the boy says great things, Tony thought. Plus, he had already committed a major felony -- what's one more? Or six or seven. Warily, but also happily, Tony accepted Shannon's hand and let the boy lead him upstairs. With only a vague thought or two about Mario's well-being. Tony needn't have worried. Eric and Mario were getting along just fine. Eric was puttering around the kitchen, getting burgers ready for the grill. Perfectly normal stuff. Except he was naked. And his extra-extra-large cock was dripping post-son-fuck juices all over the kitchen floor. That wasn't normal in most places. But it was in Spunktown. "You're an absolutely beautiful boy, Mario," Eric said. "Your Daddy is a very lucky man. I'll bet you wear him out fucking you. No sane man could keep his hands off of you." Mario beamed at the praise, then flushed in embarrassment. He began to sniffle and whimper, eyes downcast. Which told Eric that he may have assumed too much. Could it be? Was Mario a virgin? With beauty like that? At age eleven and a half? As unlikely as that seemed, Eric deduced that it was true. His heart ached for the boy. Who had "wasted" 18 prime months in his fuck life. Every boy in Spunktown reaches the Age of Consent on his tenth birthday. And they consent a lot. Spunktown's girls are still consentless until age 16 -- getting pregnant at a younger age is stupid and dangerous. And heterosexual incest is prohibited and rigidly enforced. Sensible rules. Shannon had been sexually active for 20 glorious months already -- with his Daddy, of course, and several other boys' daddies. Including, Eric was pretty sure, Mario's Daddy at that very moment. Few men could resist Shannon. And none wanted to. Mario had the pretty boy's usual, intense needs regarding men, but a clueless Daddy. A sad case. But Eric could help "ease the pain" of both Mario and Tony. Eric was a peacemaker. Performing an excellent service by giving Mario a "taste of honey" (he hoped it would be a BIG taste -- the boy was HOTT!!) as he gave his father the experience that would change his mind about boys forever. Gently, Eric said, "It's OK, Mario. I was like your Daddy when I moved to Spunktown. [Which wasn't exactly true, but...] I wanted Shannon. Shannon wanted me. But I was afraid I would be hurting him. And the world...well...the world doesn't like what Shannon and I do. The world outside of Spunktown, at least. We're much more sensible here. Would you like me to show you how sensible we are here?" Offer made. After a moment or two of coquettish hesitation, so he didn't look "easy." Mario said, "Oh yes, sir. I have so much to learn. Will you show me?" Offer accepted. Eric held out his hand and beckoned to Mario. The boy took the man's strong, warm hand, then submitted to his loving attentions. The kind of attentions he should have been getting from his Daddy. [sigh] But still, very nice attentions. Eric sat in a kitchen chair as he guided the boy's t-shirt over his head and whistled softly. Mario's soft, creamy shoulders invited soft kisses. As did his oversized, painfully erect nipples. What magnificent complements to Mario's sweet, cock-raising facial features! Mario's body was a stunner. And the "main events" hadn't even been revealed yet. Savoring that moment a bit longer, Eric removed Mario's shoes and socks. Such pretty feet! The man planned to scrub them later as they lay in a warm bath. Then kiss, suck and lick those pink toes until the boy spunked, just from that. And then...drum roll, please...Eric removed Mario's pants and underpants. Revealing a very pleasant and very LARGE surprise. The pretty, shy, little sissyboy was hung! Nearly six inches at the age of 11.52. All of it stiff and achy. To Eric's credit, he did manage to compliment Mario's cock before he took it into his mouth. "That's a magnificent weapon you have there, Honey," he said. "I'm afraid that your cock is in such a `Code Red' condition that it would be irresponsible of me to make you wait through foreplay for relief. Plenty of time for lots of that later." And Eric consumed Mario's pink dazzler with his skilled, loving mouth and tongue. Mario wept with joy as he "endured" Eric's lustful assault. It was everything the boy had dreamed of. And more, when Eric slid a rude, thick finger into Mario's bottomhole. Oh. Oh. Paradise! Mario had never experienced a cocksucking. And Eric was a skilled, loving cocksucker. Mario had never had his "boy's place" touched, let alone rubbed. And Eric was a skilled, loving, prostate masseur. The combination was making him see new colors and discover new moons of distant planets. Mario knew about cocksucking, though it was just a fantasy for him. But he didn't even know he had a "boy's place" until Eric's long, fat finger started rubbing it. Nothing had even been in his tight, hot, pretty, little butthole before. An omission that Mario vowed to correct whenever he had the future opportunity. Mario's guts were on fire. He squeaked and squealed like the flaming-hot little sissyboy he was. The boy had coaxed several dry cums from his pretty peeny over the past few months. It was easy to make himself "sputter." All he had to do was "skin it" as he was thinking of Daddy. Manly, handsome, buff Daddy. On top of him. Kissing him. Rubbing his naked cock against Mario's. But that was just a fantasy. Mr. Hardwood was real. And so were the unprecedented rumblings in his midsection. Foreshadowing a bliss he could hardly ever imagined. Growing in intensity. Growing. Then... Mario screamed. And began to hurl the first boy's cream of his sweet life into Eric Hardwood's hungry mouth. As his anal muscles contracted on Mr. Hardwood's naughty finger. Mario wept and squirmed and spurted and squealed. And had the best time of his young life. Thus far. Life was about to get even better. Eric milked Mario's tender balls to extract the last, creamy drops as he delightedly swallowed the boy's virgin load. It was delicious. Mario was delicious. And the night was as young as Mario. Eric drew the naked boy to his lap and began to kiss his sweet mouth. Letting Mario taste his first creamies on the man's wet tongue. Mario was in love. So was Eric, whose cock had fully recovered from its "bout" with Shannon and was ready for a vigorous Round Two. Mario reached out for Eric's cock as they kissed, sighing with pleasure as he felt it -- so big and hot and hard in his soft hand. The first cock Mario had ever touched. And it was a beauty. Nearly eight inches long and very thick. With a substantial hood that covered the knob. A hood that Mario skinned back in boyish curiosity. He looked at the flame-red head that he knew was his for the night. It was drooling appreciatively at Mario's beauty. In an impulse of boyish passion, Mario sank to his pretty knees and began to kiss and lick the juices from Eric's fat prickhead. Eric groaned appreciatively. Though new at the welcome task, the boy had potential. Great potential. Eric didn't want to cum just then. Wanted to save a big, creamy stiffie for the delightful task of "opening up" young Mario. But a cock-hungry sissyboy will not be denied. And Mario was cock-hungry. He squeezed and milked Eric's hairy balls as he licked his cockhead, keeping eye contact with his man throughout. Poor Eric. Though intending to be "cum frugal," Eric soon became a man's cream spendthrift. Blasting it onto the boy's startled face. Up his nose. In his hair. And drooling down onto his torso. Wow. Time to get serious. Eric picked up the happily squealing boy and carried him upstairs to a night of carnal excess and deep pleasures. After a proper cleanup. Mario was very excited about his immediate future. And a bit scared about being skewered with that huge man thing. He noticed that the shower was running elsewhere in the house, which meant that Daddy and Shannon had "something to wash off." Mario was happy for Daddy. But happier for himself. He was going to lose his virginity, in every definable way. Goodie!! Meanwhile, Mario's Daddy and Shannon were drying each other off with big fluffy towels. They were ready to get serious about their evening. In bed. Both naked. The right way. Tony lay on Shannon's right, marveling at how the randy little nipper was fully erect again after two creamy "whoppers" -- one with Eric and one with Tony. Not that "fully" was all that full. The boy had tiny "boy's things," which seemed to make a dirty situation even dirtier. Tony hadn't seen Mario's "prize possessions" in a while, but he had seen his son's pants tented on many occasions. And he was certain that Mario was bigger than Shannon. No matter, Tony decided. A pretty sissyboy is a pretty sissyboy, no matter what he's packing. Shannon lay on his back, breathing shallowly. Aroused and waiting. Tony worried briefly about being able to do all the right things, but then he had a revelation. Too much thought ruins sex. He decided to stop worrying and commit as many crimes against nature as his cock could manage that lovely evening. Beginning with some long-overdue nipple adoration. Shannon had lovely, perky, kissable nipples. And they were so sensitive to a man's attentions that the boy moaned when Tony planted wet, butterfly kisses on the boy's erect, left nubbie. Tony thought, not for the last time that magnificent evening, how pleasurable it was to have someone deeply appreciate sex and all its intricate details. Shannon liked every single "sex thing" Tony had offered. Which was SO much better than the treatment he had received from his ex-wife. Which swiftly led him to ask himself, why would anyone mess with women when there were pretty boys available? Good question. But one to be asked later, as sex was on the table. Actually, it had been on the table, but was now on the bed. A very good place for it. Having cleansed Shannon's pretty bottom of his Daddy's sperm load (and Tony's), Tony felt comfortable "going all-out anal" with the boy. Starting out slowly. Merely rubbing Shannon's "wrinkly ring" with a spit-moistened finer as he kissed and licked the lad's "boy boobs." The boy was hot as July on the surface of the sun! Writhing and groaning just vigorously enough not to dislodge Tony's mouth or tickle fingers. Shannon sat straight up and squealed with sissy pleasure when Tony entered his boypussy with two fingers, then lay down again grunting and mewing with unconcealed delight. Tony abandoned the nipples and began to give the boy sexual mouth-to-mouth; the very best kind. With lots of tongue. Accompanied by an awfully-good prostate massage that had Shannon "on the verge" in short order. Shannon's orgasm surprised him -- both in its deep intensity and its prolonged duration. It wasn't a particularly wet expression of boyish ecstasy. But it was a balltwister if there had ever been one. What happened next delighted Shannon even more. Apparently, Tony had decided that of he didn't get a full taste of Shannon's pussy before he fucked him a second time, life wouldn't be worth living. So he flipped the young beauty onto his tummy, slid a pillow under Shannon's hips, parted the boy's bottomcheeks with his thumbs, then ate the boy out for a squealing, squirming, squirting 38 minutes. Which made the boy ready for either a great fuck or a trip to the emergency room. Or both. Thirty seconds after the last asslick, Tony's cock was balls-deep in Shannon's delicious bottom. Incredibly, irresistibly magnificent! Tony's ride was worthy of the Grand National Steeplechase. Lots of leaps and splashes. With a spurt at the end to claim victory. Next door, in Eric's room, Mario heard it all. His Daddy was fucking that Shannon person! When he should have been fucking Mario! Mario was a sissy scorned. Which would have been a major bummer, if his anus weren't fully occupied by a most welcome invader. Mr. Hardwood's fat cock. With a little help from Spermbutt anal lubricant -- "Just enough friction; just enough glide" -- Eric Hardwood had dilated and penetrated the tightest hole in his "long" experience. Mario was on his back, knees up, "enduring" the sweet agony of a hot cock rubbing against his prostate every five to ten seconds. And a man's tongue licking his tonsils as he was gloriously fuck-fed. Mario noticed vaguely that he wasn't a virgin anymore. Good riddance to that! What he mostly noticed though was the gathering storm in his loins as he was being fucked. It was different from his previous "boy's times." Approaching slowly. Ominously. Foreshadowing something life-altering. By the time he felt that helplessness that precedes a major ejaculation, the man was spunking buckets of hot cum into Mario's sore bum. Would Mr. Hardwood be a selfish beast -- abandoning Mario before the boy's guts had an ample opportunity to separate from his body? No way! Mr. Hardwood's wood stayed hard enough to finish the job. And just to make sure, as the man rubbed his deflating weapon against Mario's almost-conquered prostate, the man added to Mario's pleasure by skinning his boyish knob and telling the boy, "You're the prettiest boy I ever fucked, my sweet darling. And the hottest! Men will adore you, Baby. Just as I do. I love you very much. I want you to cum for me. Right now!" That settled that. Mario's beautiful body detonated. The fruits of his first fuck were sweet. He was a shuddering, spastic, mass of sexual release. Was this what he could expect when he was "with" a man? Mario certainly hoped so. Meanwhile, Mario's Daddy and Shannon were kissing and toying their way to fresh erections and further furtive fucks. They managed four in all before they fell asleep in each other's arms at 1:05 a.m. Tony was exhausted, but happier than he had ever been. Though he still felt guilty about leaving his Mario to the fuck mercies of that Eric person. Tony's dreams reflected that guilt. He dreamed of Mario saying to him that he felt neglected by his very own Daddy and that he was going to live with some unnamed man who would take care of him and fuck him five times every day. And more on weekends. Tony tossed and turned and dream-vowed that his next erection, which he presumed would be the next day's "morning wood," would be for Mario. If Mario wanted that. Tony's dreams persisted until he was aware that he was awake and there was sunlight in the room. He didn't open his eyes. Merely reveled in the sweetness of his awakening. That little sex scamp Shannon was sucking Tony's cock. Probably trying to get the "cream filling" that Tony had dream-promised to Mario. Well... Maybe Mario could get the second one of the day. Because Shannon was rubbing Spermbutt anal lubricant all over Tony's magnificently stiff cock, in preparation for yet another scorching fuck. And no sane man ever turned one of those down. Tony smiled but didn't open his eyes as he felt the boy straddle Tony's hips. Oh, good. This would be a nice, lazy fuck for Tony. Shannon would sit on Tony's big boner and ride it to paradise. Tony felt the boy lining up his shot, easing the red, leaky knob past his boyish pussy hole, then gasping with pleasure as he sat on Tony's fat cock all the way to the man's pubic hairs. Heaven, Tony thought. Shannon's bottomhole was even tighter than it had been the night before! And hotter. Tony reached out to tickle the boy's pickle and found that it had grown two or three inches during the night! Huh?!?! Tony opened his eyes and stared into the desperate, lust-enflamed eyes of... "Mario!!!!" Tony's son was riding his Daddy's cock. And by his numerous and enthusiastic grunts, sighs, pants, whimpers and squeals, Mario was enjoying it very much. Tony was fucking his son. His own son. Or his son was fucking him. Regardless, it was unbelievably exciting. The boy could fuck. It was time to show Mario that Tony could too. Without disengaging, Tony rolled Mario onto his back and fucked the boy the way a dominant man fucks a submissive boy. Just to show Mario who the king was. Mario loved submitting to "his majesty" and after ten minutes of frantic carnality, the boy said, "Oh, Daddy. That's so good. Please make love to me all day and all night. I want to be your sissyboy forever, Daddy. I love you." Tony wanted to say he loved Mario too, but a five-star orgasm intervened. Reducing Tony's verbal skills to sweaty grunts. Which triggered Mario's long-anticipated first spunk-up with Daddy. And the Hardwood and the Spermatos lived happily ever after in the spunkiest town on earth -- Spunktown. More about Spunktown in later days -- as ideas twist my scrotum. I welcome your comments at beautifulcreamer@yahoo.com. 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