Date: Thu, 12 Jul 2007 21:08:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: Toby Tyler <tobyt_yler@yahoo.com>
Subject: Fucked-Up Kid Chapter 2

Fucked Up Kid

By

Toby Tyler

Tobyt_yler@yahoo.com

Chapter 2

I was surprised that Dylan would fail to mention to me that his
14-year-old brother just happened to like pretend he was a girl. I was
even more surprised that nobody at the party seemed to think there was
anything unusual about it.

"I didn't even think anything of it because it's just another thing he
does to get attention. We've all learned to just ignore him when he does
stuff like that. Next week he'll forget all about the drag thing and
decide he's an anarchist. He'll probably be trying to make bombs and
blow up the school or something."

One day Dylan was out with his girlfriend when the phone rang.

"Dylan there?"

I thought I recognized the voice. "No, he's out, but I can give him a
message. Who's calling?"

"His brother."

"Oh, hello, SADIE."

"Huh? Who're you?"

"It's me, Tim. Remember? Dylan's roommate."

"Oh, hi, Tim." It sounded like he didn't remember. He was probably
high, I figured.

I had started to obsess about Donovan. I found the whole situation to be
very bizzare. When Sadie asked me to kiss her I wasn't really interested
because I thought she was a girl. When I found out I had really been
kissing Donovan I found myself desiring him more and more!

What had thrown me off was that Donovan hadn't even been dressed really
girly. Instead of playing dress up it looked like he simply put on
whatever he found in his sister's dresser. He didn't fit my idea of a
crossdresser at all. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt that were
obviously meant for a girl -- the jeans fit tightly and had little
designs and appliques on them. And he had pink sneakers.  His dick
couldn't have been that big since I didn't notice a bulge in his in his
crotch.

Dylan invited me to stay over his house one weekend. I eagerly accepted,
hoping for another chance to see Donovan. My family lived far away from
the university, but Dylan's folks lived nearby, so he usually went home
most weekends. We drove the Buick to his place out in the country on
Friday afternoon.

It was the first time I got to see Donovan as a boy, which got me really
hot! When we sat down for dinner he was dressed in his cute blue soccer
uniform. I tried to chat with him at the dinner table, but it was amazing
how unresponsive he was. He wouldn't say anything about dressing up like
a girl, or call himself Sadie, or even acknowledge what we did in the
laundry room. He pretended he didn't know what I was talking about. The
whole thing really drove me crazy!

He ignored me as he wolfed his barbecued seitan sandwich down, and then
ran off to the neighbor's house to get a ride to the soccer game. I was
confused. What happened to the girly boy who kissed me so passionately at
the party?

I had an enjoyable weekend with Dylan. We made our own granola, went
hiking in the woods and smoked a lot of dope. I was hoping to sleep in
Dylan's room with him, but his parents put me up in the bedroom that
belonged to his sister Janis, who spending a semester abroad.

Donovan's sister had a black Siamese cat that always slept in her room.
The cat was making it difficult for me to fall asleep. Just as I would
start to drift off, the cat would jump onto the bed wake me up. I tossed
and turned, and finally fell asleep.

Then I woke up again. Something wasn't right.

It took me a few minutes to wake up and figure out what was happening. I
had a hardon and something was under the sheets with me. At first I
thought it was the cat, and then I realized that whatever was under the
covers was far too big to be a cat. I was almost afraid to pull the
sheets down to see what was underneath.

I was surprised to see Donovan's blond hair as I pulled down the covers.
My boxer shorts were around my ankles and my dick was wet and slimy. He
was resting his head on my stomach. He put his hand on my dick, which was
still rock hard, looked up at me and smiled.

"Oh my God! I thought you were the cat!" I hissed.

"That's silly" he whispered. "Lucifer Sam's over there" he said,
pointing to the cat, which was curled up asleep on a chair. Then he put
my dick back in his mouth and started sucking on it again.

I couldn't believe what was happening! "Donovan!" I whispered. "What
the hell are you doing?!"

"Donovan who?" Donovan asked, innocently. "I'm Sadie, remember? And
what the hell does it look like I'm doing?"

"Jesus H. Christ! What time is it?"

"I think it's around 3 o'clock. Why?"

"How long have you been in here? How long have you been doing that?"

"Not long. You like?"

Maybe I really was dreaming, I thought. I hoped I wasn't.

I showed Donovan, or Sadie, or whoever he thought he was, that I was
enjoying the blowjob by gently pushing the boy's head back down onto my
cock. He started sucking faster and harder. He looked like he was
enjoying himself, too.

Then I noticed that Donovan was wearing nothing but a pair of frilly pink
panties.

"I thought you'd never given a BJ before" I whispered.

Donovan took my dick out of his mouth. There was a long string of saliva
that ran from my dickhead to his lower lip.  It glistened in the
moonlight.

"I almost did, once. But the boy chickened out. So you're my first."

"Keep it up, you're doing good."

As I lay back in bed, I couldn't believe my good fortune. Donovan kept
sucking for a while, and then he stopped. He looked at me with those
intense, haunting eyes.

"You can fuck me if you want." He slid his panties down, revealing a
reasonably-sized cock for a boy his age, with a little fine downy pubic
hair. I reached down and touched the little tuft of hair. It reminded me
of when my own pubic hair had been like that -- pale, straw-colored, soft
and straight. In a year or two it would be thick and wiry like mine. His
stiff cock twitched a little when I touched it.

Donovan got himself in fuck-ready position, getting on all fours on the
bed, his little ass held high in the air. I spat into my hand and began
to stroke my dick, my own saliva mixing with Donovan's.

I was about to put my dick into his asshole when I realized that he would
need a little lubrication. Instinctively, I got down and put my face to
the boy's ass and began licking. This wasn't my first time fucking, but
it was the first time I had ever tasted a boy's tender asshole. It was
something I was always shy about doing.



"Mmmm!" Donovan moaned with pleasure as my tongue wiggled in and out of
his little pink hole.

There was a wild, musky scent that came from Donovan's hole as I stuck
my tongue inside it. The scent and taste of his ass got me even harder. I
could feel Donovan's tiny, cute little sphincter tense and relax as I
teased it with my tongue. I was getting really  excited and ready to
fuck.

"Go ahead! Put it in!" Donovan whispered eagerly, waving his butt
around in the air. I got into position and began to push my cockhead
against his tight hole. It didn't seem to want to go in. The  angle
wasn't quite right. I moved a bit lower.

"Hey Sadie!" At least I remembered to call him Sadie. "It's not going
in. Can you kind of guide it in for me?"

"How?"

"Just grab it and stick it where it needs to go."

"Okay." Donovan reached my cock from behind and guided it towards his
hole.  I began to push my way inside. Finally, with a little pop my
dickhead slipped in.

"Ouch!" Donovan tried to pull away. I held him by the shoulders and
kept him mounted on my cock. "Lemme go!" he moaned.

"Just calm down. It's gonna hurt for a minute. That's normal. Just
relax!"

But he squirmed and got away from me. He turned around and inspected my
cock.

"We need more juice" Donovan said thoughtfully. Then he opened up,
leaned forward and let my cock slip inside his mouth.

I was a little surprised that Donovan was ready to suck my dick again,
especially since the tip of it had just been inside his ass. He didn't
seem to mind, and he worked hard to get my dick nicely covered with spit
so we could resume.

I tried fucking him again. I got a little farther this time, but it still
hurt him.

"Maybe we can get some Vaseline or something." I said.

"There's some in the bathroom. Let's go get it."

Donovan put on his panties, and I put on my boxers. Quietly we snuck down
the hall. We had to be very quiet because the bathroom was right near his
parents' bedroom. We closed the bathroom door gently, then Donovan
turned the light on and we began rummaging around in the cabinet under
the sink.

Although we tried to keep as quiet as possible, Donovan's mother woke
up.

"Is that you, Tim?"

My heart was pounding. I didn't want her to know that the two of us were
in the bathroom together. I was sure she would have found that
suspicious.

"No, it's just me" Donovan answered.

"Are you okay?" she asked. It sounded like she could tell that
something was up. Mothers just know these things.

"Yeah, Mom. I'm just looking for something. Where do we keep the
Vaseline?"

I couldn't believe he just asked his mom for Vaseline! I desperately
hoped he had enough sense to not tell her what he needed it for! Now
things were going to seem really suspicious!

"I don't think there's any in there, Donovan. There might be some in
the red cabinet in the basement, though."

Now that we had woken Donovan's mother, the tricky part was for the two
of us to sneak out of the bathroom and have her think that only Donovan
was in there. Donovan quietly went first, and then motioned for me down
the hall when he thought it was safe.

We almost got caught, and the feeling was exhiliarating. We crept down
into the basement, and Donovan quickly found a fresh jar of Vaseline in
the red cabinet. Then Donovan took me by the hand and led me to the
laundry room where we first kissed.

Donovan put the Vaseline down on the washing machine and climbed up onto
the dryer. Then he gave me his very come-hither look and smiled
seductively. He was naked except for the pair of frilly, pink panties.

"Kiss me, lover!" Donovan ordered passionately as he sat on the dryer,
beckoning me. He must have learned that from watching too many bad
movies, I thought. He was trying to be sexy, but the effect was actually
quite sinister. Still, he was very hot.

I approached Donovan for my second kissing lesson. This time I didn't
hold back. What a big difference knowing he was a boy had made!

Our tongues met. I could feel his hot breath mixing with mine. I touched
his teeth with my tongue. It was so exciting to be exploring such private
parts. His tongue darted in and out of my mouth. Our saliva mixed. He
leaned back. I leaned forward. It was incredible.

Back to his sister's bedroom. My cock sufficiently lubricated. I got it
in. It was working, but he looked like he was in pain.

"Do you want me to slow down?" I asked, tenderly licking his earlobe.

"No!" he moaned. "Harder!" I gave it to him harder. I jerked him off
while fucking him. Then he pushed my hand away, began jerking himself off
wildly for about thirty seconds, yelped like a puppy dog and then pulled
away from me. My dick popped out of his asshole as he collapsed onto the
bed. He looked ecstatic. He had just cum.

I was still on my knees on the bed, in the same position I had been in
while fucking him. I began jacking myself off. I was going to cum all
over his chest. My dick felt strangely sticky, and it wasn't because of
the Vaseline. I looked down. Even in the faint moonlight I could see that
my dick was covered with blood.

"Uh, Donovan-"

"Oh shit!" Donovan cried, seeing the blood on my dick. "Oh my God,
I'm bleeding!" He looked like he was going to faint. He didn't even
care that I had called him Donovan when he wanted to be called Sadie.

"I'm really really sorry!" I felt bad about making him bleed.

Donovan ran off to the bathroom.

I could hear his mother calling him from down the hall. "Are you sure
you're okay? Do you need anything?"

"I'm fine, Mom!" Donovan sounded irritated. "It's just my stomach
bothering me, that's all."

"There's some homeopathic belladonna extract in the medicine cabinet.
Why don't you take some of that?"

"Good idea, Mom. I think I will."

Donovan came back after about ten minutes. At this point I had lost my
hard on, and was lying on the bed with a sticky, bloody cock. "Go wash
up. I think the coast is clear now." I crept silently into the bathroom
and spent about five minutes quickly cleaning the blood off my dick.

I had expected Donovan to return to his own bedroom, but I was happy to
see he was still waiting for when I came back.

It felt really good to feel the boy snuggling up against me with his head
on my chest. I stroked his hair gently and kissed him on the cheek.

"I'm sorry about what happened" I whispered.

"It's okay," he reassured me. Then he looked up and gave me those
sweet puppy dog eyes. "I guess that means you popped my cherry" he
smiled, gently stroking my chest as I tenderly ran my fingers through his
hair.

My dick was getting hard again. I knew he could feel it pressing against
his stomach. He began stroking it through my shorts. "Do you want to
cum?" he asked.

"Yeah." I pulled my cock out, Donovan held it and began jerking me off.

"Kiss me, lover!" I demanded. Donovan giggled. He was glad to. The kiss
lasted forever, and he kept jerking my cock the whole time. When he could
feel my body tensing up he began to kiss even more aggressively, his
tongue going in and out of my mouth faster and faster, like a little
piston.

I was losing my mind! When I came, it shot all over my chest, and a lot
of it got all over Donovan, too.

Then he fell asleep in my arms.

I was happy.

To Be Continued