Date: Tue, 8 Feb 2011 09:24:13 -0800 (PST) From: Beautiful Creamer Subject: Sissyboy Prom Night 2 Sissyboy Prom Night 2 By Beautiful Creamer Sorry for the delay writing part two. Lots of requests finally shamed me into it. One -- Off to the Prom, but first a flashback Twelve-year-old Teddy Boffwell looked amazing as he left his home on the arm of his 17-year-old boyfriend Zack. On the way to Zack's senior prom. Teddy was a stunner in his satin, white, Roman toga. With a double-dose trim of red stitching, an inch and a half apart, along the skirt hem and short sleeves. Roman-style sandals with leather laces that cross-hatched along his luscious calves, halfway to his knees. The boy's pretty feet were enticingly exposed, revealing ten kissable, suckable toes enhanced by pedicure and clear polish. Teddy's best friend Gavin's 17-year-old boyfriend Victor had certainly erected when he saw Teddy, but who wouldn't have? In truth, Victor was totally in love with Gavin, who looked almost equally stunning in his toreador-like outfit if white satin bolero jacket, toreador's "bicorne" hat set crossways on his pretty blond hair, short white, satin pants, white knee socks and white, satin "Mary Jane" shoes. Teddy and Gavin strode toward the limo, arm-in-arm with their drooling boyfriends as Teddy's Mom, Daddy and almost ten-and-a-half-year-old brother Charlie watched. Daddy, who had been a frequent sperm donor to Teddy's bottom for a year and a half, had fucked Charlie for the first time that day. But you surely knew all that from reading part one. And this is part two. Which begins with seven nearby neighbor men having decided that that moment was the optimal time to either water their flowers or walk their dogs. Even if they had neither flowers nor dogs. Teddy loved the neighborhood men's attention. Even a gorgeous sissyboy loves affirmation. He especially loved seeing Mr. Throbwell, the man two houses east. And gave him a cute, little wave. Mr. Throbwell smiled broadly at that show of affection and sighed at the hopelessness of his love for Teddy. Though it hadn't been completely hopeless over the past three weeks. One Tuesday after school, 18 days earlier, Zack had to go with his Mom for his prom tux fitting. Daddy was at work. Charlie was at his friend Andy's house, deep into a very wet sixty-nine. [Sigh} Teddy was bored. And randy. For a boy like Teddy, there was always an easy fix for that problem. Teddy took his school clothes off and, after admiring his nakedness in the mirror for an appropriate period, got dressed for problem-solving. Teddy put on fresh panties. Tinier than the ones he had worn to school. Because of what went on next. A pair of extremely scanty, cutoff jeans that exposed about 30% of his bottom cheeks. Teddy checked himself out in the mirror again. He was hot! And anyone seeing his exposed bum would have little doubt of what Teddy wanted. Teddy wasn't going out to cocktease, though it was one of his favorite activities. He was going out with a specific target man in mind. Sixty-four-year-old, near-neighbor Mr. Throbwell had been genuinely nice to Teddy for as long as he could remember. Now that Teddy was an ultra-desirable sissyboy, Teddy wanted to share his gifts with those who deserved it. Daddy had been first, of course. As well as favorite teachers, a cub-scout leader and even [blush] both grandpas. Older men had been very sweet and nice to Teddy. And so appreciative. It was time to reward Mr. Throbwell for his sweetness. Teddy slid on a tshirt and sandals, then went out and sissied two doors east. He knocked on Mr. Throbwell's door, knowing the semi-retired man would be home at that time of day. And that he would come to the door for Teddy. Though Teddy had never been dressed as he was for Mr. Throbwell before. A fact that was confirmed by the look that Mr. Throbwell gave Teddy when he opened the door. Teddy never knew what all the fuss was about Viagra and Cialis. Whenever he was in an older man's presence, the man always had a major woodie. One look at Teddy that day had Mr. Throbwell in that randy condition. Mr. Throbwell strongly suspected that Teddy was a sissyboy, but still platonically loved the boy he had known since birth. Mr. Throbwell was a lifelong heterosexual, despite a bitter divorce that followed his wife's infidelity ten years earlier. Mr. Throbwell had NO interest in young boys. Even remarkably pretty young boys like Teddy. So why was he so nastily erect looking at the sluttily dressed Teddy that day? Teddy gave Mr. Throbwell his billion-watt smile. "Hi, Mr. Throbwell! I'm sorry, but I'm locked out and I have to pee. Could I use your bathroom?" A reasonable request. "Sure, sport. Come on in. You know where it is." "Thanks, Mr. Throbwell," Teddy said. "You saved my life." Was that hyperbolic? Not from what Mr. Throbwell noticed, really noticed, as Teddy walked away. Showing Mr. Throbwell his miraculous bum buns. Mr. Throbwell deduced that if Teddy walked around the neighborhood, or anywhere, like that for more than 15 minutes, some sex-crazed man or wild pack of men would surely fuck him to death. Why was Mr. Throbwell thinking that? Associating his young friend with sex things. That was wrong! But why was Teddy dressed as the Cockteaser of the Year? And where was he going like that? Mr. Throbwell was very uncomfortable. As Poe said, he was "dreaming dreams he'd never dared to dream." No matter. The boy would pee and go. Wherever he was going. For whatever purpose. Even if it were sexual. Which was wrong, for a sweet boy that age. Though the way Teddy was dressed suggested that the boy "knew things." Had Teddy deliberately stopped at Mr. Throbwell's house? In order to seduce the older man? Preposterous. But then, the man heard... "Mr. Throbwell! Oh. I think I broke it!" Mr. Throbwell hustled toward the bathroom. Concerned for Teddy's welfare. An amazing sight greeted him. Teddy's cutoffs and panties were around his ankles, as if he had just peed and didn't cover up after. The boy's tiny, pee-dripping penis and cute peanuts were completely exposed to Mr. Throbwell's embarrassed gaze. Moments earlier, Teddy had reached into the toilet tank and disconnected the plunger. An easy refix. The little schemer! "I'm sorry I broke your toilet, Mr. Throbwell! I'm such a klutz. You're always so good to me and look what I did." And, of course, he started to sob. Which was like a knife in the good man's heart. "It's OK, Sweetheart," Mr. Throbwell said. He had always called Teddy nice names like that. "I'll just turn off the water down below. OK. There it is. I'll fix it later. Now don't be upset." Mr. Throbwell sat on the toilet seat and somehow, before the man realized it, Teddy was sitting on the man's lap. Mr. Throbwell hugged and comforted Teddy. Trying to forget that Teddy was naked from the waist down. And that the boy was becoming furiously erect as they hugged. And that the boy's cutoffs and panties had slipped off his ankles completely. Teddy stopped sobbing, then looked up at Mr. Throbwell. Their faces were two inches apart. Sexual tension was thick. Teddy parted his lips. Mr. Throbwell drew a terrified breath, then leaped. He kissed Teddy. Teddy kissed back. Tongues. Grunts. Oh! Mr. Throbwell was a sinner! But the happiest sinner in town. Kissing Teddy was wildly exciting. So exciting that the man hardly knew what he was doing. He eased Teddy off his lap and stood the boy up, facing him. Teddy's erect penis was in line with Mr. Throbwell's lips. Mr. Throbwell had never sucked a cock in his life. Had almost never thought about sucking a cock. It was gay. It was dirty, especially since Teddy's cock still had pee drops oozing from its soft lips. It was illegal and immoral. But he couldn't resist the sexual heat that he thought had left him years earlier. Seconds later, he was licking the pee drops from the boy's cock, then ingesting the knob -- licking and kissing. It was incredible! Then the man did what his wife used to do for him on their honeymoon (and never since). As he kissed, licked and sucked the boy's cock, he slid a finger into Teddy's bumhole. And fingered his tight boypussy this way and that until the boy's shudders told Mr. Throbwell that he had found Pleasure Ground Zero. Which, of course had Teddy soon shooting his cream into the man's mouth. It was as an excellent icebreaker for their relationship. Teddy was once again in love. And was feeling really good about beginning to repay a lifetime of kindnesses from the sweet man. Should he suck Mr. Throbwell's cock next? How old was he again? Maybe he was a one-cum-every-three-hours guy. Probably. Thus, with only one mangasm on the afternoon's horizon, Teddy decided that it should happen inside his boyish bottom. Good plan. But he'd better hurry before shame and guilt assaulted his manly friend and rendered him incapable of his sweet destiny. How to get Mr. Throbwell to... Oh my! Mr. Throbwell picked the half-naked cherub up and was carrying him upstairs. To his manly, but lonely bedroom. The man set Teddy down, pulled the boy's shirt over his pretty head for full nudity, then laid the boy onto the bed, on his back. Maybe shame and guilt had left the building. Mr. Throbwell's clothes left soon after and the man was in bed with Teddy, kissing the boy's body from toes (Oooh!) to nipples (Oooh, oooh!). The boy was erect again. Which Mr. Throbwell took as affirmation that he was a good lover. A cock stiffener if there ever was one. But what to do with the boy's stiff condition? And his own? Sodomy was out of the question. The boy was too young and... "You can put it into my bottom if you want, Mr. Throbwell," the steamed-up boys gasped. "But you'll need to make me wet first...down there." So sodomy it was. It became clear to Mr. Throbwell that Teddy was NOT rookie nookie. How to make the love angel wet? Teddy didn't mind "suggesting" things to older gentlemen. He'd had to practically stick his bum in his maternal grandfather's face before the man figured out that Teddy wanted analingus. For Mr. Throbwell, Teddy rolled onto his tummy, reached back and held his bottomcheeks apart. Showing pink. Mr. Throbwell got the idea. Once he absorbed the realization that his luck had truly changed. Being in bed with rare beauty. Being offered that asshole for his sexual pleasure. Life was finally good. So he started truly living it. Mr. Throbwell repositioned himself onto his stomach and stuck his tongue deeply into the boy's bumhole. Drawing a grateful gasp from Teddy. Nearly 40 years ago, the man had tasted his wife's bumhole and loved the intimacy of it. His wife had called it "sick and dirty" and insisted that he confine his lingus to the cunni. Analingus was as intimate an act as one can perform. And very arousing for both the anus owner and its linguist. Fifteen minutes into Mr. Throbwell's hearty meal, Teddy squealed and shot four excellent globs of boyish juices into his host's sheets. Sheets the man would later have framed in remembrance. Clearly, the boy was ready for anal intercourse. Clearly the man wanted to intercourse Teddy's anus. So he did. Mounting the boy from behind. Sliding the head and two inches of shaft in, surprisingly (to Mr. Throbwell, at least) easily. Enjoying the boy's little squeaks of passion as the man pushed and housed the entire cockage in its scorching new home. Having long been denied sex in his life, Mr. Throbwell fucked Teddy with reverence for his beauty and vigor for the boy's pleasure. Teddy thoroughly enjoyed the fuck and was delighted that the man gave him a nice, long 20-minute ride before the urge to sperm overcame the man. Oh, so much man-goo Mr. Throbwell made! Teddy would be oozing sperm out of those cutoffs, he thought to himself. Making the men who watched him sissy by on his way home cream their jeans. Teddy giggled at that. He was such a naughty little exhibitionist. Well, as they say, it pays to advertise. Teddy didn't cum during their sweet fuck. Though he was pretty close. No chance of a second fuck from the 64-year-old Mr. Throbwell, Teddy reasoned. Maybe if he asked real nice, Mr. Throbwell would fingerfuck him again to clear out that sissy cream sloshing around in his wrinkly bag. If he could revive the man, who was just then easing out of Teddy's bumhole. The nice man probably needed an immediate nap. Teddy would just go home and wait for Daddy to... "On your knees, Teddy! Now!" a shockingly virile Mr. Throbwell demanded. "I want you to suck me until I'm rock hard again, then I'm going to fuck you until you can't focus your eyes. Now, I said, sissyboy!" Teddy fell to his knees immediately and opened his mouth for cock. Where had this Mr. Throbwell come from? And where had he been hiding all of the boy's life? Teddy LIKED this Mr. Throbwell! He was so masterful and manly. His cock tasted of Teddy's anal juices, which Teddy had tasted many time before. Teddy made a second, unwarranted assumption -- that it would take an hour or so to get Mr. Throbwell hard enough to fuck Teddy. Which wouldn't have been all bad, except for the inevitable lockjaw. An hour would have been a good time to get fully acquainted with Mr. Throbwell's cock. Since they hadn't yet been properly introduced. It was a nice one. Uncut. A little over six inches, with a long, prominent, blue vein running up the left side. Teddy knew that every man's sperm tasted a bit different. The clinging drops of Mr. Throbwell's "little swimmers" tasted, well, vintage. Like Grandpa Boffwell's. Who was a year younger than Mr. Throbwell and was good for three fucks a week. Max. Wait. Was that? Oh. Despite the Laws of the Universe, Mr. Throbwell was restiffening. Very nicely. Even more so when Teddy slid his mouth off the fat knob to give the man's hairy balls a nice bath. When Teddy resumed his knob licking, there was no doubt. The penis was in prime fucking condition. Wordlessly, Teddy gave it a long, loving kiss, then climbed into the bed and onto his back. Legs spread. Knees up. Pretty toes pointed. Well-buttered anus offered unconditionally. Mr. Throbwell climbed onto the lovely lad and with one agile move, slid his whole cock into the fiery love furnace. And there was the trigger Teddy needed to empty his nuts of their eager-to-escape, creamy cargo. Mr. Throbwell overpowered the squealing boy. Ruled him. Fucked him, as well as he'd ever been fucked. Made him cum again, crying out in ecstatic agony for the third time that glorious afternoon. By the time Mr. Throbwell unloaded his second mega-sperm of that momentous love encounter, it was Teddy who needed the nap. But he fulfilled his sissyish duties by sucking the man's cock clean, that time taking a rather watery third load down his throat as the man told him he was the most beautiful boy on earth. Wow! The lovers kissed sweetly as a re-dressed Teddy left the house and walked home. Gingerly after two hard buttfuckings. With man's cream oozing out of his anus and drooling down both inner thighs. And that wasn't to be the end of Teddy and Mr. Throbwell. The boy's Mom was home when he walked in. And, being of sound mind, Mom assessed Teddy's just-fucked condition. Wasn't Zack doing something that afternoon. Then who...? "I was over at Mr. Throbwell's this afternoon, Mom. He's lonely and I wanted to cheer him up." Mom snorted. It looked as if Mr. Throbwell should be very cheerful. Still, Mark Throbwell was a good guy and Teddy could have done lots worse. "I agree, Honey," Mom said. "Would you like me to call Mr. Throbwell and ask if he would like you to stay over with him one night a week, say on Mondays, to cheer him up?" Teddy brightened luminously. "That would be awesome, Mom!" the excited sissyboy said. "Thank you so much!" Mom liked Mr. Throbwell and besides, having Teddy out of the house one night a week would aggravate her husband -- which was her lifelong goal. When Mom called Mr. Throbwell, he thought she would be calling the police right after their conversation. So imagine his delight when he learned that he would POSSESS Teddy every Monday from 3 p.m. until 8 the next morning! Seventeen hours a week, or 10% of the week. Something to live for. So it was with a deep ache that Mr. Throbwell watched Teddy go off to the prom that Saturday. But it was only 45 hours until Monday afternoon. Two -- OK, off to the Prom now, I mean it Poor Zack and Victor were in a very painful testicular condition when they held the limo doors for their dates, then got in themselves. Seeing their sissyboyfriends looking so beautiful and then seeing all those neighbor men drooling. The poor lads needed their balls drained. But that couldn't happen in the car. What with the limousine driver and all. Zack and Victor had forgotten what little exhibitionists the loves of their lives were. Ten seconds after the car moved, Teddy and Gavin were offering themselves for hot kisses. Less than two minutes later, three cocks were out. Zack's, Victor's and the limo driver's. He was watching the two couples in his rear view mirror (desperately hoping for a "rear view" of Teddy or Gavin), had become quite overheated, and had to "take care of himself." Two minutes after that, two beautiful heads were bobbing up and down on Zack and Victor's needy cocks. Within six minutes, the driver had covered his GPS and most of his dashboard with sperm and Teddy and Gavin were neatly swallowing almost every drop of the therapeutic treatments they had administered. "Almost" because the sissyboys wanted a bit of sperm on their faces to show those girls at the Prom the proper way to care for your man. Zack, being the giving sort, wanted to give Teddy a nice, pre-Prom cum too. So he slid his hand under Teddy's toga skirts, rubbed his manly hand along Teddy's creamy, hairless thighs, and began to fondle Teddy's "boy's things" pouch. Teddy had to concede girls' technological superiority in the skirt thing. Easy access for sure. Still, Teddy didn't want cum spots on his toga that early in the evening, so he said, "Easy, sailor. What's your rush? Are you double parked?" or whatever a 12-year-old sissyboy would say these days to convey that message. Zack didn't press his fondling efforts because the limo stopped and there they were. In front of the high school gym. Where 352 couples would show off their best-foot-forward looks, dance a few times, then 350 young men would try to convince their dates that a good, stiff fuck is an essential component of a prom memory. Two couples knew that already. Teddy and Gavin had been waiting for this moment for months. The moment when Zack and Victor would show that world that they chose sissyboys over girls for their sexmates. Striking a blow for sissyboyhood everywhere. Teddy and Gavin could be "activists" outside of bed too, you know. Being gentlemen, Zack and Victor held the limo door for their pretty dates. While the older boys had firmly resolved that they were sissyboy lovers, showing that fact to the world still concerned them a bit. So it was with a wince of feared counter-reaction that the older boys took the younger boys' arms in theirs and began the promenade to the prom. It took 28 seconds for the other milling, chatting, nearby couples to add it up. Those two oddly dressed 12-year-old boys weren't part of some prom entertainment thing. They were Zack and Victor's DATES!!! For the record, gay guys had been going to prom at that high school openly for 12 years. But they were all 16 or older. And both members of the couple dressed as boys. Zack and Victor were cradle-robbers! And the boys they dated, and surely FUCKED, were a different flavor of gay. They were sissyboys. And they were being so open about it all. A collective gasp went up from both boys and girls. The girls gasped because they thought it was so disgusting. And unfairly competitive to them. Those damned sissyboys were so pretty! And so easy!! The boys because they were envious. Those two little creampuffs were gorgeous! And Zack and Victor would get laid that night for sure. And probably whenever they wanted. Teddy and Gavin gripped their men's arms more tightly, smiling cattily at the staring girls and seductively at the drooling boys. Both sissyboys were almost quivering with a satisfaction that bordered on orgasmic. Inside the gym, there were more starers whose stares to enjoy, but after a half hour or so, the band started up and people began to dance. Teddy, Gavin and their dates slid around to a slow number, hugging in a way that removed the slightest hesitation from all onlookers about their intentions. As a fast dance began, Teddy whispered to Zack that if Zack didn't fuck Teddy soon, the poor sissyboy's testicles would implode. So they set out to find a fucking haven outside the gym and almost bumped into someone Teddy knew. It was Heather Easypants, a girl with whom Teddy had gone to school since kindergarten, but was now attending a different junior high school. Wasn't her father a teacher at this high school? And wasn't there something different about Heather? Very different? Twelve-year-old Heather was quite pretty in her stunning prom dress -- a MATERNITY prom dress! She was at least six months pregnant and making no effort to hide it. "Hi, Teddy," she said. "I see you've grown into quite the sissyboy. With a very hunky boyfriend. I'm envious." Teddy smiled. "You've grown too, Heather." Heather laughed. "Yeah, well the baby's father is here tonight, but he's not my date. He was afraid he'd get arrested." Dare Teddy ask? He did. "Who's the baby's father?" "Why my Daddy, of course. He's a chaperone here tonight and didn't want to bring me, but I told him I'd wear a tshirt to school that said, `Daddy's Baby,' with an arrow pointing down if he didn't. He's been doing everything I want and buying me everything I want since he knocked me up." Teddy winced a little at that blackmail thing. None of his boyfriends need worry about getting a sissyboy knocked up. And sissyboys are cheap dates too -- all they want is cock. Teddy said his goodbyes, then followed Zack to what he knew would be a great fuck. Made easier by the need to just lift his toga and push it home. Three -- Meanwhile, back at the house Mom wiped a tear as her son went off to show the world that he was a little, simpering, cock-hungry sissyboy. Then she turned to her husband and younger son and said, "This has been an emotional time for us. I'll be going over to see Gavin's mother for a while so we can talk about and sort out our feelings. All night. Why don't you take Charlie over to Sissyboy World and buy him some pretty things? I'm sure he needs a self-esteem boost after seeing his brother being the complete center of attention." Daddy's wife wasn't much of a sex partner, but she sure made it easy for Daddy to "get his." Teddy's Mom and Gavin's Mom had been "exchanging fluids" for as long as Daddy could remember. That meant that he and Charlie would have the house to themselves. All night! All right! Had it been up to Daddy, he would have just fucked Charlie right there. On the dining room table. Ten seconds after Mom left. But Mom always had a reason for doing things in situations like this. What could it be? Daddy got Charlie into the car and took him to Sissyboy World for the boy's first time. Daddy and Teddy had been there often, of course. Teddy would buy panties there, as well as "Wilbur" and "Orville" [see part one], but Teddy was definitely not a lingerie sissy. Which was Teddy's only semi-flaw as far as Daddy was concerned. Daddy loved the lingerie on some of those boys in "Sissy Boy" magazine. Had even suggested that Teddy wear it and was lovingly rebuffed. Daddy and Charlie stepped into "Sissyboy Disneyland" and Charlie squealed in sissy rapture. The boy ran through the oceans of panties at the entrance, straight to the boy lingerie section. Practically swooning at the sight of black, tan and pink seamed, fully-fashioned, reinforced-heel-and-toe stockings, babydoll nighties, training bras, bustiers and garterbelts! The little prickpleaser even wanted a pair of black, patent-leather, three-inch-stiletto, fuck-me pumps. Who knew all this about Daddy's younger son? Mom, obviously. It was a dream come true for Daddy. An expensive dream -- $1,278.45, to be exact. But a pittance for the pleasure derived. Charlie was so excited as he was modeling the stockings, garters and pumps for his Daddy that they had to retire to a "relief room" in the store, where the overheated father and son fucked furiously for nearly an hour before Daddy's cum tank was on "E." At that point, Daddy gathered his son and their purchases, not even allowing Charlie to remove his cum-stained lingerie, got into the car, and drove home, quickly, though within legal limits. Wanting to avoid, "No, officer, I don't know how this cum-drenched, stockinged ten-year-old got into my car. He's not mine anyway. I'm just holding him for a friend." Daddy hustled Charlie upstairs, lovingly removed all of the boy's girlish pretties, then took him into the shower. Where he erotically washed every pore of the boy's body, then took him out and dried them both off with big, fluffy towels. Daddy powdered Charlie all over, running his hands all over the boy's body wherever it pleased them both, then sat back to watch the boy dress in his new pretties. Slowly. With an eye on Daddy all the way. Charlie slid each pink, seamed, fully-fashioned, reinforced-heel-and-toe stocking teasingly up each hairless leg. Hooking on a frilly, pink training bra over his erect nipples. Then attaching each stocking to a pink, ruffled garter belt. Finally sliding a barely-there, see-through, babydoll nightie over his head as he sneaked little peeks at Daddy's growing arousal. Charlie could almost see Daddy's cum-tank indicator move from "E" to "F" when the boy turned around to show Daddy his ass and asked, "Are my seams straight, Daddy?" Daddy pounced. He threw the giggling creampuff onto his back, spread and lifted the boy's legs, then dove his face into the boy's steaming boypussy. It was analingus worthy of Mr. Guinness. Charlie squealed happily as Daddy licked out his poopie hole. In preparation for what the boy knew would be a world-class fucking. Charlie was very pleased that Daddy wanted him so badly. And delighted that his love for lingerie would give Charlie an edge over his brother Teddy in a sissyboy's never-ending quest for Daddy sperm. Men who loved lingerie sissies were relatively rare, but sexually voracious when they found the right stocking boy. Charlie groaned as Daddy finished his boypussy adoration and showed the boy his wet face as he climbed aboard for the well-prepared fuck. The boy accepted Daddy's anal-juiced kisses hungrily as he felt the paternal penis penetrate puerile pussy pugnaciously. Charlie locked his stockinged legs around his Daddy, urging him on as one would a thundering steed. Oh the fun he would have wearing his new lingerie, Charlie couldn't help but think as his impending orgasm sent its first signal. Mr. Peepmeister next door had been watching Charlie undress for two years now. A show that Charlie could have closed any night by pulling the shades. But Charlie loved exciting men. And he was eager to see how their next-door neighbor, Mr. Peepmeister, would react the first time Charlie sat in front of his bedroom window and slid on his black stockings and garters, then pranced around in his fuck-me pumps. Charlie would have to let Mr. Peepmeister fuck him, of course. Any other course of action would be cruel. Maybe he would start wearing stockings to school, under his boy's clothes. He could almost see the look on the face of his teacher, Mr. Rubcox, when the man finally followed up on the signals Charlie had been sending him. And discovered what the boy was wearing underneath. But enough rumination. Daddy had picked up the fucking pace, which was a sure sign that he was near his "man's time." Charlie felt that he was microseconds from his "boy's time" too and then... Daddy shot his thick, hot, creamy load into Charlie. Charlie responded with a shuddering, squealing spermfest. And Mom wouldn't be home for at least ten hours. Four -- Prom visitors Teddy and Zack re-entered the gym with a smile on their faces and four temporarily empty testicles. Teddy's bottom was drooling a very large cum load because he had abstained from the anal tampons that Mom had placed in his purse. Better to give the girls something to think about, Teddy thought, as he noticed a particularly vile coven of eight of them sneering in his direction. Teddy was having a great prom night. Then it got better. Teddy spotted his old elementary school principal, Mr. Creampants. And a group of six boys, who looked to be around nine and ten years old. What were they doing here, he wondered. Mr. Creampants spotted Teddy and the man's face illuminated. Teddy and Mr. Creampants had had a rather steamy affair during the summer after Teddy graduated from fifth grade and moved on to junior high school. They still met now and then at a sleazy hotel near Mr. Creampants's school. Teddy had to admit. He did like sleazy hotels. And Roger Creampants had the biggest cock Teddy had ever felt in his bottom. Zack didn't know yet that he should be jealous of Mr. Creampants, so he trotted off to get Teddy and himself some punch to restore badly-needed fluids. "Hi, Mr. Creampants," the sissy angel said. "What are you doing here with these young ones?" "Good question, Sweetheart. You may remember the last time that we...uh...met, you said that you would be going to the prom with Gavin and two high school boys. I'm assuming that was Zack whose sperm is running down your beautiful thighs." Teddy giggled coquettishly. "Of course it is, silly," the boy said. "We're in love." Mr. Creampants knew about Teddy's largesse when it came to love. "I'm happy for you both, Honey. As I was saying, you and Gavin are doing this groundbreaking thing here tonight, so I decided not to let it get lost in history. The six boys I brought tonight are the sissiest and prettiest little cockpleasers in your old school. I wanted them to see the prom that, because of you and Gavin, they and probably 25 or so of their classmates, will be attending over the next two or three years. "Plus, I wanted to see you in all your togaed beauty, my delicious darling." Teddy actually blushed. Mr. Creampants was super sweet. Plus there was that whole 9.5-inch cock thing he had going for him. Zack returned with the punch at that moment. Teddy thought very quickly and said, "Mr. Creampants, this is Zack, my boyfriend and the love of my life. Zack, this is Mr. Creampants, my elementary school principal and the six prettiest, sissiest boys from my old school. They think that we're `pioneers' and they think you're a hero. Would you take them around and show them the prom, please? For me? I promised Mr. Creampants a dance." Zack was torn. Mr. Creampants was a good-looking man and Zack knew Teddy and good-looking men. Plus, either Mr. Creampants had stuffed his crotch or he was "carrying" a big one. And Zack knew Teddy and big ones. On the upside, the six YOUNG sissyboys were giving Zack come-on looks that would erect the deceased. They were all pretty little dickteasers. Did I mention that they were YOUNG? Teddy had "pretty-pleased" Zack about escorting them around. So he kind of had to. Oh my. A blond nine-year-old took Zack's left hand and a 10-year-old brunet took his left. A bacchanalian scene of Zack with six naked "tiny heinies" filled the young man's brain as he nodded goodbye to Teddy. "Now, about that dance," Teddy said. And the prom princess led his former principal off to the same hidey hole where Zack had hidden his cock in Teddy's hole moments earlier. Mr. Creampants pushed Teddy masterfully,face-first against the brick wall, lifted the boys toga skirts, pulled out his whopper and shoved it into Teddy with one long thrust. Teddy squealed happily as he and Mr. Creampants enjoyed their "dance." Proms are fun! For sissyboys and their dates, at least. I welcome your comments at beautifulcreamer@yahoo.com. 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