Date: Sun, 20 Feb 2011 14:21:06 -0800 (PST) From: Beautiful Creamer Subject: Try Boys 11 Try Boys 11 By Beautiful Creamer The Fix-Up Wally Headturner was concerned about Tony Spearbum. "Wake up, Tony!" 34-year-old Wally wanted to say to his best friend since kindergarten. "Nobody's fucking women anymore!" In Wally's expert opinion, Tony had not only loved and lost. He'd lost more than a deposed dictator whose Swiss banker ratted him out. Woman after woman in Tony's life had nagged, manipulated and emasculated Tony and all the man did was keep coming back for more. Hadn't Tony ever heard about the "Try Boys" movement? Men didn't need to put up with that crap any more. So one Saturday morning, Wally stopped by Tony's house and made him a GREAT offer. "I've got a date for you for this weekend, Buddy," Wally said. "A fantastic piece of ass. And for you, a sure thing. You'll be emptying those full nuts of yours all weekend. Interested?" "Absolutely not, Wally," Tony said. "I've been fixed up before and it's always a disaster. She's either a dog, a tramp, or someone who'll rip my heart out just to watch it beat outside my body. Thanks a lot, but no. No way." Wally wasn't deterred at all by that soliloquy of past pain. "I know what you're saying, pal. I really do. But this is different. In every way." "Yeah, right, Wally. People who fix me up always say that and then she turns out to be..." "There's where you're wrong already, buddy. Who said it's a `she?'" Well. That got Tony's attention. His horrified attention. How had his best friend concluded that Tony was gay? He wasn't. Not one cell of his body was gay. He tried to tell his friend that but he was in deep shock. "Listen, Tony," Wally continued, "I know you're not gay. I'm not hooking you up with a man. I'm fixing you up with a sissyboy. Sissyboys are better than women. They love sex, love and appreciate men, and they never nag, manipulate or emasculate a man. There's no sex with a woman that's one-tenth as good as sex with a pretty sissyboy." Still stunned. But thinking. Tony had seen all that stuff about "Try Boys" on the news of course. And he knew that some men, maybe a lot of men, were openly dating sissyboys. Hadn't Hollywood just released the first big-budget, sissyboy-romance movie? But that was definitely NOT Tony's side of the street. He opened his mouth to totally reject his friend's ridiculous offer, then he would order his legs to carry him away from Wally. Perhaps forever. But his mouth formed a different word: "Who?" Wally smiled. The horse wasn't in the barn yet, but he had one rein in hand. "A totally gorgeous, redheaded 11-year-old who has been in love with you most of his life. He wants you to take him to see that new movie about man-boy romance this afternoon and see where things go from there." Oh no! Was Wally talking about...? "That's right, pal," Wally said. "My son Julian is in love with you. Won't you at least take him to the movies this afternoon?" Tony staggered back at the enormity of what he just heard. Wally, his best friend for 29 years, was offering Tony his son Julian for sex!! He was practically accusing Tony or being a child molester! A GAY child molester, which had to be worse, right? And saying all that hideous stuff about Julian being "hot" for Tony. "A sure thing" Wally called his own son. Maybe Wally had gone crazy. Off his meds or something. Or maybe it was a practical joke. Though in all the years Tony had known Wally, he had never been crazy, malicious or a practical joker. Wally's wife Martha was pretty enough. Surely, being Wally's wife, she was giving him lots of sex. All he wanted. That was the deal with marriage, right? So why was Wally even thinking about the idea of sex with boys. Being single, Tony knew it was now believed to be officially OK to think about sex with boys. Things had changed in recent years and lots of men and boys "dated," Tony knew. He thought it was disgusting. Mostly. Though he had felt a twinge in his cock now and then when a pretty boy flirted with him. Which had happened more than once. Still... Sex with Julian?!?!? With his father's blessing?!?!?! Julian was a very cute boy, no doubt about that. Slim. With red hair and the cutest mask of freckles. Almost pretty. No, actually pretty. Had Julian actually told his father that he wanted to "date" Tony? And on that "date," did Julian expect to be kissed by Tony? The way a man kisses a woman? And was Wally implying that things would go beyond kissing? Far beyond kissing? Ohhhh!!! Wrong, wrong, wrong! But it was still a very generous offer. One that he should at least acknowledge. And partially...very partially...accept. "Well, thanks for the offer, but I could never date Julian, Wally. If he wants to go to the movies this afternoon, though, I could take him. I mean, he and I have been friends all his life." Thus the journey to complete sissyboy debauchery began with a single step. Wally smiled. "You can pick him up at two o'clock." Two -- Let's all go to the movies Tony regretted his acceptance of Wally's offer the instant he made it, of course. And every cell in his body was telling him even taking Julian to the movies was a bad idea. Yet, there he was at the Headturners' door at precisely two p.m. Shaking with fear. At the fetid pool into which he was being forced to dip his toe. Tony was NOT gay! And he was NOT a boylover. Though he had to admit that the sight of Julian was appealing. To that ridiculously small segment of the population who finds gorgeous, 11-year-old, redheaded sissyboys appealing. Good gravy, Julian was amazingly pretty. And dressed to thrill in micro-shorts, tiny tee and toe-displaying sandals. Best of all, the boy's smile was nuclear. He was elated to be with Tony. And made no effort to conceal his joy. Julian flung himself at Tony. Hugging him. "Oh, Mr. Spearbum! I'm so happy we'll be going to see `Trying.' I've been wanting to see it so bad, but it's not a movie you see alone." Tony patted the boy on the back. And tried to get Julian to unhug. Was that a woodie the boy was rubbing against Tony? Tony used enough gentle force to separate them. At which moment, Wally appeared. "Don't forget your stuff, Julian," he said, as he handed Julian a small, pink overnight bag. Pink? Overnight bag? "Have a good time you two," Wally said to the both of them. "Thanks, Daddy," Julian said, as the impatient boy pulled Tony toward his car. Wally stepped up to Tony and said, softly, into Tony's ear, "He has to be at school by 8:30 Monday morning. Just make sure he gets there walking under his own power, OK?" That was 42-and-a-half hours from then. Was Wally truly crazy? Julian certainly seemed crazy in love. For reasons Tony could scarcely fathom, he started treating Julian like a true "date." He opened the car door for the boy. Made sure he fastened his seatbelt. Then took off for the movie theater. Tony sensed that Julian wanted to rip off his seatbelt, sit on Tony's lap and surrender his body to the man right then. Which Tony did not want. Though he did find himself sneaking a peek or two at Julian's long, hairless legs as they drove. Nice. He would take the kid to the movies, buy him popcorn, take him home and that would be that. Like any good uncle. They arrived at the movie lot and parked. Tony got out and opened the door for Julian. He watched the smiling, excited boy get out, legs first. Nice. Walking from the lot to the theater, Julian would not be denied. He clung to Tony as they walked. A little embarrassing. But stimulating too. For both of them. Were people looking at them? Uh, no. Not really. Tony bought the tickets and noted that it was the first time he had ever paid kiddie price for his date. Was "Trying" really on eight of the multiplex's 12 screens? It must have been really pop... Holy testosterone! The lobby... Filled with men and their boy "dates!" Fifty couples, at least. Buying popcorn. Hugging. Kissing. Unashamed. No wonder no was watching Tony and Julian hug as they entered the theater. Had the world changed that much? Apparently so. Tony tried not to look at all the steamy goings-on around him. There were no exposed cocks in evidence, but he was pretty sure that they would be out once the lights went down in the theater. Maybe he should just take Julian home. Tell him and his Daddy that Tony had a migraine. But the kid was so excited. He liked the kid a lot. And he didn't want to disappoint him. So into the theater he and Julian went, along with fifty or so other "odd couples." Tony and Julian settled into their seats in the middle of the theater, end of the row. Tony didn't want to sit in the last row, where all the pervs would sit. This was better. The theater went dark and the coming attractions trailers began. Oh my. Was that what he would be dealing with over the next 98 minutes? It was an ad for an imminent release called "Daddy and his Boys." It showed clip after tantalizing clip of three beautiful boys, apparently aged around nine, ten and eleven, being anally fornicated by a beastly, hairy man whom they called "Daddy." Hadn't Tony read that the makers of "Trying," the movie he was about to see, had been super-cautious about things? They originally wanted to call it "Try Boys," but were afraid that such a "provocative" title would get the movie an NC-17 rating. Which meant that no one under 17 could attend. Killing the movie. They had also been careful about the sex. Making "Trying" a romance of awakening for a man realizing he loved a boy, rather than a fuckfest. As such there were only a modest three acts of man-on-boy fellatio, four boy-on-man, and a mere three all-out fucks. In their biggest Hollywood sellout, they made the boy 16 years old! Though with makeup and a body shave, he looked younger. Soon, like in three or four weeks, "Trying" would be looked at as a relic of a gentler age. Smelling success, Hollywood rushed to copy it. Grinding out movies with boys as young as eight and non-stop sex acts. "Trying" had avoided any hint of incest. There were twelve movies in production with "Daddy" in the title. Still, those nastier films were later. "Trying" was now. It began with a montage of disappointment for the movie's 35-year-old hero, who was a well-known Hollywood star. Women nagged, manipulated and emasculated him at every turn. And then he met "Skippy" in the park. The boys in the audience swooned as Skippy seduced the hero, just as many of them had seduced the men embracing them at that moment. Many cocks were extracted in the audience, of course, as Skippy first surrendered to the hero. The boy on screen and the boys in the audience reveled in the erotic toe-kissing that began the intimacy between the two. Despite his best intentions, Tony saw himself in the show's thirtysomething star. That was exactly how women had treated him. Had women also treated all the other guys in the audience like that? Probably. The men had all turned to boys as a viable, even desirable alternative, hadn't they? Apparently. So why didn't he... Oh my! Julian was unzipping Tony's pants. In public. Wrong, wrong, wrong. He had to tell Julian to stop. But then Julian had Tony's cock out. It was painfully stiff! Why? He had to tell Julian to stop. Julian looked at Tony and smiled. As if he were giving the man one more opportunity to say "stop." But no such word was emitted. Only a manly moan when Julian leaned over and consumed Tony's leaky knob with his beautiful mouth. Oh!!!!!!!!! Where did that young beauty learn to suck cock like that? In his whole life, Tony had never... Oh! Julian had never been happier. At last, he was sucking Mr. Spearbum's prick -- an activity that he had dreamed of for as long as he could remember. Daddy had been so sweet about letting Julian "practice" his cocksucking skills on the paternal penis. And three or four of his friends at school became even closer friends when they kissed, licked and sucked each other's boy's things. But this was the real thing. The man of his dreams succumbing to Julian's beauty and charm. It was all so exciting. And soon, perhaps within two or three hours, Julian and Mr. Spearbum would be [blush] fucking! Julian was sure of it. And scared by it. He was, after all, a blushing anal virgin. Unknown by man "back there." Though had Julian given Daddy just a smidgie of encouragement, Julian would have missed the pleasure of giving his greatest gift, his virginity, to the man he often thought of as "Uncle Tony." Oh. The man was losing control of his creamies. Julian was sure of it. So the boy capped the knob with his whole mouth and closed off escape for the million or so "fugitives" from his man's hairy balls. Tony wanted to hold back. He shouldn't be cumming into the mouth of his best friend's eleven-year-old son. Kind of a rule of thumb for life. But the boy wanted him so badly. And Tony wanted Julian. Tony heard a man in the row behind them grunt loudly. Was he cumming into his date's mouth too? It was all so upside-down, crazy-awesome that Tony couldn't hold back and he ERUPTED into Julian's sweet mouth! Creamy lava blasted the boy's tonsils. But the well-homeschooled lad swallowed it all, even as he was sucking and massaging Tony's ball bag and squeezing out the last drop. The boy continued his cock adoration until the last pang had quieted in Tony's gut. At which point, Tony drew Julian to his lips for a long, tongue-filled, grateful kiss. It had been the best orgasm of Tony's life. And he wanted more. Suddenly, the film, where the star and the boy were wrapped in a slurpy, creamy sixty-nine, was of no further interest to the couple. Tony zipped up his pants and led Julian out of the theater. They got into the car and kissed like "teens at Lookout Point" for a good ten minutes. With no looking out for nosy passers-by. Tony wanted Julian and he wasn't ashamed of it. Well, maybe a little. Because shame made it dirtier. And dirtier was better. Tony set a new land speed record getting Julian to his condo, where he grabbed the boy, who was holding his pink suitcase, then kissed Julian all the way to his bedroom. Left to his sex-fever-driven impulses, Tony would have thrown the boy onto his bed, then pushed his cock directly up the boy's dry bumhole. Ouch. Thank goodness Julian had more sense. "I'll be right back, Mr. Spearbum," the red-headed angel said to Tony. "I just need to tinkle." Tony felt a rush of separation anxiety as Julian grabbed his bag and scooted to the bathroom. Locking the door behind him. Good golly! Was Tony falling in love? That was foolish. It would never work. Would it? He'd better close the windows in case Julian was a screamer. Oh, he hoped the boy was a screamer. That meant the boy loved the way Tony was making love to him, right? What was taking Julian so long in the bathroom? Actually, Julian wasn't tinkling at all. He was unpacking. His toothbrush and school clothes for Monday were on top. He set those aside. Ah. There was the tube of Spermbutt anal lubricant. "Orgy" size. That should be enough for the weekend. Thank goodness there was an all-night sissy-supply store a few blocks away if they ran out. And the store delivered. There they were. His [blush] "arousal aids." Daddy bought them for Julian for his first weekend with a man. "You'll need to ease Mr. Spearbum into this whole man-boy thing," wise Daddy had said. "These should help." Julian was pretty sure Daddy was right. Three pretty lingerie sets. Of the ultra-naughty variety. Each with a nightie that barely covered his nipples and so sheer they barely existed; matching, thigh-high, ultra-sheer, stay-up stockings; and very naughty panties that had a lewd opening in the back that exposed their wearer's anus. Julian considered the emerald-green set. It went best with his red hair, but it just didn't look right when he'd tried it on earlier. Pink with red hair wasn't optimal either. Black it would be. The other two he could change into when Mr. Spearbum's spear started to sag. So that Mr. Spearbum could think he was fucking someone new. Oh my. Rolling those stockings up his hairless legs felt SO good! And the anally-open panties showed the man just where to put his cock. The nightie was the final, girlie touch. Just right for a recovering heterosexual like Mr. Spearbum. And so, young Julian Headturner was ready to be fucked. He grabbed the big bottle of the "sissyboy's best friend," took a deep breath, and opened the door. Julian would treasure that look on Mr. Spearbum's face forever. It was a look of awe and raw need. The exact look a boy seeks from his man. Right before his man fucks him. Tony berated himself for all his foolish apprehensions about fucking young Julian. To not fuck that magnificent piece of tail would be a crime against humanity. The lingerie was exactly what Tony wished his women had worn all his life. But only women paid to wear that stimulating stuff seemed to wear it. [Sigh] Enough thinking about women. Tony had someone far better twelve feet away. "Come to me, Baby," Tony said. Julian dropped the Spermbutt bottle and sissyran to Tony's naked lap. And saw Mr. Spearbum's cock in broad daylight for the first time. It was a very nice one indeed. Thick, tall and veined. With a nicely skinned knob. The rest of Tony pleased Julian as well. He had a hairy chest, not a hairy back. His balls were fat and hairy, but not "furry." And he was in very good physical shape. Tony liked the parts of Julian that he was seeing for the first time too. Though small in stature, he was tall in cock for a boy his age. Nearly six inches! Though much thinner than Tony's beastly monster. Everything about Julian was cute and pretty. And fuckable. The man kissed the boy and tongued the inside of his mouth ravenously. Julian moaned deeply as the man caressed the boy's cock. Feeling the boy's pleasure swell it hotly. Tickling Julian's ball sack. Making the lad gasp with lust. The boy squirmed and squealed as Tony lifted the boy's black mininightie with his nose and kissed his sissy titties. It was bed time. Both on their backs at first. Kissing. Licking. Toying with each other's most intimate places. The man found the boy's anus with his busy fingers. Not entering it at first. Just rubbing the outside. But that was apparently all that the sweet boy's nutsack could endure. With the cutest squeak, Julian spunked his pretty guts out. Which pleased Mr. Spearbum no end. He had made the young lovely cum. No faking it, the way a woman could. That was genuine Grade A boy's cream. A good pint of it. And more to follow if Mr. Spearbum had anything to say about it. "Did you like that, Pretty Baby?" Mr. Spearbum aked. Julian could only nod and whimper affirmatively. The boy apparently loved "anal." Tony had wanted to "do anal" all his life. But had been looking for anal in all the wrong places. In women's bottoms. Perhaps it was his hetero past that summoned his next impulse. Perhaps it was just that the boy's asshole was so pink and delicious looking. Tony flipped Julian onto his stomach, knelt on either side of the boy's knees and separated the perfect bum cheeks with his thumbs. Exposing Julian's wrinkled treasure to the man's lust-crazed gaze. Tony wasn't just gazing. He'd always enjoyed cunnilingus. So intimate. And he loved making women gasp and cum from his largesse. Then waited for proper restitution that never came. How different could analingus be? Tony decided to find out. He leaned forward and gave Julian's bottomhole a tentative lick. Delicious. And gasp-inducing from the boy. Tony entered the boy with his rude tongue. Making the boy raise his torso and squeal with happiness. Enchanted by the man so drawn to Julian that he was licking up his anal juices from his most intimate place. It was so exciting. The man was demonstrating his love for Julian in a way that words never could. Julian was overcome by erotic sensation and conjecture. The perfect precursor to a powerful spunking. And so it was. In spectacular, sheet-drenching fashion. Two for the boy. One for the man. So far. Time to change that. Tony withdrew his tongue. He heard Julian grunt out, "Spermbutt. The bottle. Fingers. Please." Spermbutt? Oh. That stuff. Tony had seen the ads on TV. The boy, having just been lovingly bumfucked, shows his cream-leaking asshole to the camera and says, "That was awesome, Daddy! And so smooth and painless. Spermbutt is the sissyboy's best friend!" But he hadn't paid much attention to them. Something about "just enough friction, just enough glide." Time to test it out. Tony squeezed an ample portion onto three fingers on his right hand. Then entered the boy with those Spermbutted fingers. Running his fingers all over the boy's insides. Loving the grunts and whimpers he was engendering. Then he struck gold. One place he touched inside Julian was making the boy's eyes get very wide. And filled them with tears. It was almost as if he were torturing the boy. And the boy loving the torture. Tony reasoned rightly that if his fingers felt that good to Julian, well, his cock would feel that much better. Time to find out. He'd opened Julian up about as much as he could. And the boy was two up on him on orgasms. With a third apparently forthcoming. Time to fuck. Tony slathered a goodly portion of Spermbutt onto his needy cock and considered his last real decision of that spectacular day. On Julian's back or on his stomach? The back was better, if he could manage it. Kissing while fucking is very nice, after all. Julian eagerly moved onto his back when Mr. Spearbum directed him into a favorable position. The boy knew his time had come. And was eager to consummate their powerful lust. Mr. Spearbum kissed Julian sweetly as he rubbed his lubed peelips against the boy's wrinkle. Teasing him. Making him whimper and beg to be fucked. And what man doesn't enjoy that, eh? At last, Tony entered Julian. With two sharp thrusts. Which hurt Julian in ways that no Spermbutt commercial would ever address. Boys don't scream like that on TV. Good thing Tony had closed the windows. Or the neighborhood watch would have calling the police to report a banshee family domestic disturbance. Once in, Tony loved where he was. It was hotter and tighter than any pussy. And if Julian survived, he would probably like it too. Would Julian survive? It was touch and go. So this was fucking, Julian thought. It was more like having one's asshole impaled with a molten stake at that point. Maybe not that bad, but ouch, OK? But as the milliseconds passed, things felt better in Julian's guts. Until the boy realized that Mr. Spearbum's cock felt better against his prostate than his fingers had. Or even [blush] Daddy's fingers. When Mr. Spearbum began his serious rubbing, every stroke was a delight. Taking Julian exactly where he needed to go. A place of paralyzing ecstasy. The same place that Mr. Spearbum was going apparently. They got there together. Burning. Flaming. Together. Grunting and squealing as their sperm nourished each other. In love forever. In the new, better world of Try Boys. I welcome your comments at beautifulcreamer@yahoo.com. 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