Date: Thu, 18 May 2006 08:46:52 -0700 (PDT) From: Victoria Subject: Daddy's Blowjob 5: A Chat With Jane and Fun With Bruce My youth was such a crazy time! I was learning all about my own sexuality and exploring options other boys would never even dream of. What is normal anyway? After having a cock a few inches inside my young bottom a whole new area of pleasure had been opened up to me. Yes, it hurt - but it was also terribly exciting! And my masturbation sessions now almost always invariably included silky panties or more, and me fingering my tight little hole. I wasn't so keen on putting my own cock into another hole though...what I was craving was a pair of big strong hands massaging my firm young butt through a pair of silky panties, having them roughly pulled down and then a wet finger forcing it's way inside me, opening me up as I wiggled and moaned and was unable to stop what was happening. A few weeks after the intrusion into my hot little hole Daddy called me into his room one Saturday afternoon for a little chat. I should say it was Jane who called me in - as he was in full dress with a shoulder length brown wig and makeup. Jane was wearing a royal blue silk blouse and a tight black skirt, black stockings and black heels. I thought she looked pretty hot. "Wow! You look great today. I really like the blouse and the skirt!" "Umm, thanks, son", Jane blushed. "Donny, we need to have a talk. You're not into this shit, are you?" "What shit?" "You know - the dressing up." I swallowed hard. The way Jane said it and looked at me sternly I knew what she wanted me to say and I said it. "No, but I don't mind it when you do it." She seemed relieved. What she didn't know is under my T-shirt and shorts I was wearing a pair of Suzy's pink panties, and I had been wearing them all day. I had begun wearing panties most of the time under my boy clothes. I loved the way they felt, and I couldn't stand wearing itchy white cotton BVDs any more. The panties just felt right for me - they were smooth and made me feel sexy. "You know, son we've done some things I'm not too proud of. I don't want you to think I've forced you to do things against your will. But I have to ask you- how do you feel about what we've done?" I thought carefully before answering. "We were just messing around, Dad - having fun, right?" "Yes, but it seems like you really like sucking on my cock - do you think you're becoming gay? Have you sucked any other cocks?" "Oh No, Daddy! Just yours!" "What did you think about fucking?" "It hurt. A lot. I think your cock is too big for me! I'm not sure I liked that too much." "Well, that's good, because you know pretty soon you will be fucking around with girls and this will all be behind you! Otherwise you may end up being a homosexual - gay!" He said it like it was a really bad thing. I received a long talk about women and the excitement of making love to them. I listened of course, but the thought of me being the aggressor in sex just didn't seem right for me. As he talked instead of putting myself in the place of a guy doing some girl I was imagining what it would be like to be a real girl and to be satisfying my boyfriend. My cock started to harden, straining against the tight pink silk of my panties under my cargo shorts. I was thinking how odd this conversation was. My Dad, dressed up to the nines as his alter ego, Jane, was parenting me on what was and was not normal when it comes to sex. In the past every time I was around Jane I found her to be insecure and unable to control her sexual desires and using me to satisfy those needs. She seemed stronger today - more in control - and it's as if Jane and my father were becoming one person. I was worried Jane would be unable to control herself - she would undo my pants to get at my cock and discover me in panties....but that didn't happen. This was strictly a parent to child talk. When we were finished we went about our business for the day. Since the family was out for the day Jane simply remained in her persona for the better part of the day, even tinkering in the garage for a bit, although she lost the high heels and wore a pair of work gloves over her painted nails. A few days later I was out in the garage myself when I heard the whiny sound of a dirt bike making it's way up our long driveway. I looked out and it was Bruce, the local hot guy who everybody looked up to. He had seen me looking at his cock in the locker room shower and ever since had been giving me strange piercing looks with a crooked smile on his face. Bruce roared up to the garage and turned off his bike. He thought he was all that - with his Honda 120. Still too young to drive, he drove through fields and sometimes chanced it and drove on the streets of the neighboring subdivision. I was surprised to see him at my place. Bruce was wearing a tight T-shirt that clung to his well-developed chest. His muscled arms strained against the fabric. He was wearing a tight pair of jeans and I could see his hard cock stretching out down his right leg. "Hey, what's going on?" "Nothing much", I replied. "Wanna go for a ride with me?" "Where, man?" "Oh, down the trails a bit - I'll show you where me and the guys hang out." I told my sister Suzy, who has hanging around to tell Mom I would be back in a bit. I hopped on the back of Bruce's bike. "Hang on tight, Don" He took off quickly and I grabbed on tight to him. It felt really hot to have my arms wrapped around his firm body. He took off through the fields and after about 10 minutes we had entered into a small stand of trees. He cut the motor and we hopped off. It was a cool place. There was a tree trunk on one side, and remnants of a fire pit. There were empty beer bottles lying around. The spot was pretty secluded by brush. Bruce showed me around. I was so happy he was being nice to me. Maybe I was going to be part of the group he was in of local kids and their dirt bike. Bruce and I began chatting a bit about school and things. I had only lived here a few months so he asked me a lot about where I used to live. "So did you have any girlfriends where you used to live?" "No Bruce" "Well you know I see Jennifer, right?" Everybody knew that. They were all over each other in school. "Jennifer's hot, man. You're a lucky guy!" "Yeah well she really can't get enough of my dick"' he laughed and grabbed his cock, which was obviously hard in his tight faded jeans. I looked and gulped, and he noticed it. "She likes to fuck but she won't suck it for me" "Really?" "Yeah, and I love to get it sucked." With that he pulled his jeans down and off. He wore no underwear. He sat back on the log and started stroking it. I was mesmerized. "You know some chicks will suck a guy's dick and some won't. I miss having a pair of lips around my cock!" "I'll bet you'd like to suck it for me, wouldn't you, man?" I looked into his eyes and couldn't deny my feelings. He wouldn't let me anyway. "Get over here and suck it, dude!" As if in a trance I walked a few steps, dropped to my knees and his dick was right in my face. It was about 7 1/2 inches, thick, and with a fair amount of soft brown hair around it. He was circumcised like me. His balls were really big. His smell was intoxicating - like he hadn't showered for a day or so. "Do it. I know you want it." I leaned over and seeing the wetness at the tip I quickly licked it off. Yum! I then kissed the head and down the shaft as he moaned and spread his legs further. It bounced around my face. I then licked up and down the head and the shaft until it was all wet. I went down and gave his sweaty balls a lick as he gasped. "Oh yeah, faggot. Lick those sweaty nuts!" I got his balls all wet with my juices and then returned to his cock, taking the head into my mouth and slowly sucking it for him - not wanting to rush things. He moaned and grabbed my ears, forcing his cock in and out of my mouth. I couldn't help but choke as he forced me to swallow the entire length. "Man! No girl ever took my whole shaft! I just knew you would be a hot cocksucker!" His words only encouraged me. I felt my cock hardening in my panties under my shorts. He pulled me off his cock, and I was disappointed. "Strip. I want to see what you've got down there!" I hesitated. He jumped up and before I could stop him he undid my shorts and yanked them down. I tried to stop him but he was too strong. He laughed when he saw what I was wearing. It was my favorite pair of lime green satin panties, with the daisies. "Well isn't that sweet! You really are a sissy aren't you, Don? Maybe I should call you Donna!" "Turn around for me Donna. Let me see your ass in those sissy panties!" I turned around and he let out a low whistle. I was SO embarrassed! Here I was in a secluded spot posing in tight little panties. I felt so vulnerable, and I knew I had to do whatever Bruce told me. Somehow that really excited me. His hands grabbed my cheeks and I felt him caress my bottom. His hands felt so good, but I knew I would pay dearly for this. Bruce pushed his rough hand up against my throbbing tight little hole, pushing the panties deeper and deeper, right into my hole. I gasped. "You like that don't you, Donna? Having a guy play with your pussy!" I mumbled. "What's that? Tell Bruce what you need?" "Oh Bruce that feels good, man! Do what you want with me!" He laughed. "Oh don't worry. I will do just that. I fucked my cousin's ass a few times. It was really hot, and he never wore sissy panties. I think I'll do the same to you!" With that Bruce pulled down my panties and reached around to grab my cock and balls. "Oh yeah, there's that small little boy's dick of yours. It must be fun to play with a real man's cock like mine!" Bruce then told me to turn around and get on my knees. "Get it wet, Donna so I can fuck you!" I slobbered all over the cock, getting it as wet as I could. Bruce pushed me over the log, my panties pulled halfway down my legs and he spread my legs apart. He put some spit on his finger and worked it into my hole. "Yeah, this is gonna be good! Get ready for cock, sissy!" Bruce lined up his big rock hard dick and pushed it against my hole. I gasped and tried to relax, and I felt it slip inside. Bruce didn't let me get used to it - he just kept pushing and pushing until it slipped in a few inches. I started screaming a bit and he just laughed. "No one can hear you, bitch. I know you want it!" I started crying a bit as I accepted his manhood into my hole. After a few minutes he had it all the way inside me and he got into a steady fucking motion. I started to relax and actually enjoyed what he was doing to me. I started to feel tingly inside but my cock was all shriveled up and scared. Bruce was saying all kinds of nasty things to me, calling me a fag and a whore. I started to believe him. He was right of course, I was both. I tried to open my hole as much as possible so Bruce could enjoy my hot hole as much as possible. "Man, you have got one tight ass! I'm gonna fuckin cum!" With a few hard thrusts and a grunt or two I could feel him start to spurt inside me. The feeling was incredible. I knew he was pumping his cum deep into my belly, I could feel it exploding inside me, spurting great globs of his manly cum. After he was done Bruce pulled out his cock with a loud pop. I felt empty without it. He took a Kleenex from his pocket and wiped his spent cock. I pulled up my panties and then my shorts. Not much was said. Bruce said we'd better get going and I rode behind him through the fields and back to my house. I could feel his cum start to dribble out of my ass as we bounced along. I held his body tightly, and was somehow proud that I had pleased him and taken his cock. We got back to my house and he dropped me off. "Listen, Don - what happened today is between us - if you tell anyone I'll kick your hot little ass! From now on when I need it you'll do what I tell you -do you understand? Unless you want everyone to know you wear girl's underwear?" "I understand Bruce, I won't tell a soul!" With that he took off down the driveway. I could feel his hot sticky cum leaking out of my sore butt into my panties, and I loved the feeling.