Date: Tue, 26 Dec 2017 18:45:15 +0100
From: Bob Johnson <bjjl@mail.com>
Subject: The Tree House

The Tree House.
By. BMAN

For all intents and purposes, I am 90 per cent female, long hair, smooth
skin, curvy figure and two full breasts. They were 33 inch, and I wore a B
cup. The last 10 per cent was my genitals, yes I have a set of testicles
and a penis. The common terms for me are:

She-male, transsexual, trans-gender, Lady boy, and a few others not so
kind, sluts with nuts and chicks with a dicks. I was born that way and had
no choice in the matter. My mother chose to raise me as a girl and told me
never to show anyone my privates.

My penis, fully erect , was about four and a half inches and about three
inches round. When I got to middle school, my mother had the doctor give me
an excuse so I wouldn't have to take gym. That was for both seventh and
eight grades. When I got to high school, it was not that big a problem. I
joined the Jr ROTC program and we didn't use the showers all that often. I
was lucky because we had a new high school, and it had individual stalls
with curtains so nobody could see me naked.

That brings me to when I was 15 and began high school. There was a neighbor
boy I was always fond of. He was three years younger than me, but we still
played baseball and basketball in his back yard. He was a great kid and his
parents sometimes hired me to baby sit him when he was 10 and 11. I always
loved it when they told me he had to take a bath before bed. The first time
I was so curious to see his genitals.

One of his favorite things to do was run around naked after he got out of
the tub. I didn't mind at all, in fact I would encourage him. I enjoyed
watching him run around naked. His little penis sticking out, bobbing up
and down, and he had the cutest little butt. By the time he was 12, he was
taking an interest in me. My hormones began working several years ago, his
were just beginning.

"Hey! You get to see me naked. Why can't I see you naked?"

I smiled at him.

"Because it's not right for us to do that."

"I never seen a naked girl before."

"Well, I'm just like you."

"Really? Show me!"

"When we're alone in the bathroom. Tonight when you take your bath."

Davy was all stripped naked and standing in the tub.

"Now you!"

I removed my shirt, bra, half pants and panties. I watched the expression
on his face as he looked at my penis.

"Wow! You were right. Just like me. But bigger."

He sat down in the tub.

"What happens when you rub your dick?"

"Where did you hear that word at?"

"School. Some guys call it a cock. Some call it a dick. Some call it a
Johnson, but that don't make any sense."

"What happens when you rub your dick?"

"After awhile this feeling shoots through me. Like a really great feeling."

As I sat there naked talking to him, one thing led to another and I was
letting him masturbate me. He was feeling my breasts and pinching my
nipples and it was feeling so great. My nipples were sending shock waves
down to my penis. A short time later, I had an orgasm and my penis shot
forth its juice into Davy's face. He quickly washed it off in the tub.

I was drying him off with the towel.

"Get dressed for bed and don't ever say a word about tonight. It's a
secrete we'll both keep forever."

I was 16 now and growing into womanhood. There were attractive guys at
school who were paying attention to me. That was something that never
happened before. My sexual urges were becoming hard to control. I kept
thinking about Davy and how he was the only boy to ever see me naked. I
couldn't let any other boy know about me. My mother told me what would
happen it anyone ever found out. So I went back to Davy.

Davy was 13 now, we still played catch and shot baskets in his back
yard. Only now he had a few more friends. Billy, and Shawn. They were all
in middle school together. I noticed a tree house in the back yard one
afternoon while Davy and I were shooting baskets.

"When did you get a tree house?"

"Last summer. My dad and my uncle built it for me."

"Really? What do you use it for?"

He stopped, grabbed the ball and looked at me.

"Promise you won't tell anyone?"

"You know I won't, Davy."

"Me and the guys go there to play with each other. You know, masturbate?
Like you and me did in the tub."

I nodded my head.

"Can anyone join this club?"

"It's not like you think, Sharon. I mean we play different."

I shook my head.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Well, we tie each other up. Then we take all their clothes off and make'em
suck our dicks. We play with'em until their dick shoots."

He gave a little smile.

"We draw straws to see who the prisoner is. Then he can't go free until he
suck all our dicks and shoots his load."

"What about if you had a permanent prisoner? The same one all the time."

"You mean you?"

"Yeah. You could tie me up and play with me all the time. I would be happy
to suck your little dicks. I also got tits you can play with. You guys
don't have those. And if you want, you could still draw straws. I don't
mind."

I could see the wheels turning in his little head.

"I think that would be really cool!"

"You have to promise that nothing ever leaves the tree house."

"I do! I do! You wanna see the tree house now?"

"Sure, why not,"

It was a cozy little place. One old wooden box in the corner filled with
comic books and rope. A wooden door with a clasp for a lock and one small
window with some shabby curtains over it. In the middle of the tree house
was, of course, a tree. I saw several strands of rope tied to the branches
and assumed this was were the prisoner got tie up to. I also noticed
several nudists magazines under a small pillow.

"What are these?"

"Nudie books."

I wondered, where the hell do kids his age get nudie books?

"You've seen naked women?"

"Yeah. They have tits like you, but no dicks like us. They just got a
slit."

"And why do you think I have a dick and they don't?"

"I don't know. I guess some women do and some don't."

"Maybe we just better do this by ourselves. I don't want anyone else to see
me naked except you."

"Ok. You wanna be the prisoner?"

"Yes. I'll do anything you want. I am so horny right now. I just need to be
played with and masturbated."

I stripped off my clothes. Davy tied me to the tree on my knees. That was
what they had the pillow for.

"Ok, prisoner! You do what I say and no back talk!"

"Yes, sir. I will."

"Good! Now suck on my dick and make it feel good."

At 13, Davy's dick was the same size as mine, but a little bigger around. I
never had a penis in my mouth before. It felt hard and warm, nothing like I
had expected. I always thought it was dirty and nasty, but it was the
opposite.

Davy was pinching and pulling my nipples as I sucked him off. It was
driving me crazy. My dick was rock hard and twitching. I was ready to
explode. Suddenly he pulled his dick away and began yanking on my dick as
hard as he could.

"Com'on, prisoner! You're my bitch now! Shoot your load for me!"

"Yes, sir! I will."

I was aroused by what he said, I couldn't hold on any longer.

"Wow, that was a lot! You had about four or five squirts. I only got like
two."

"Davy! You still didn't have an orgasm."

"I know. I don't really need one. I liked watching you."

"Here. Untie me. Let me bend over. Stick your dick into my ass. Slide it in
there all the way. Now, pump back and forth."

Davy did as I told him. In a few minutes I heard him squeal and he slammed
hard against my ass.

"Didn't you guys ever do that to one another before?"

"No. It seemed so dirty. We did use our fingers now and then, but never our
dicks."

"How did that feel?"

"It was great. I never felt anything like that before. I wanna do it some
more."

I smiled as I got dressed.

"It was kind of arousing. I mean you calling be a bitch and all that. You
should do that more."

I became the tree house slut for the rest of that summer. Davy and me would
meet at the tree house and play our sexy games. In the winter, we would not
see as much of each other. Sometimes on the weekends if his parents or my
parents would go out for an evening or something like that. One evening, my
parents went out for a dinner and a movie. That left the house to me and
Davy. I had a dog collar that I put on with a leash attached. I found it to
be so stimulating to have him lead me around the house naked with my arms
tied behind my back.

He would make me beg and that was so sexy.

"Please, sir. Let me suck your cock. Please."

"Not yet, bitch! I wanna play with your tits some more."

That would drive me up the wall.

"Spread your legs! I wanna play with your dick!"

"Yes, sir. Is that good?"

He knew how to handle me, bringing me to that wonderful climax. I would
scream with pleasure while he pumped my cock, giving me a tremendous
orgasm.

"Com'on, bitch! Get on your mouth on my cock!"

"Yes, sir!"

I would eagerly suck his cock until he was ready to fuck me. He would make
me bend over and fuck my ass hard. Sometimes I wished it would last
forever.

The next year, I was 17, a junior in high school. I had kissed outer boys
my age but never went all the way. I did let Paul feel my breasts once but
no farther. Most the guys said I was queer. That I liked girls instead of
boys. My girlfriends just shrugged it off and said they were ass holes
because they couldn't get what they wanted. I didn't care, I still had Davy
to fulfill my womanly needs.

That first weekend of summer vacation found me and David in the tree
house. He was 14 now and had filled out quite well. He had a lot more hair
around his genitals than I did. His dick was now much bigger than mine and
his balls were too. That first day he shot his load in my mouth and his
dick tasted much better than ever. Lately he had been spanking my ass and
that turned me on also. That summer, things would change and they were for
the better.

Sunday I met David at the tree house. He ordered me to strip, then tied my
arms behind my back. He would also tie my arms at the elbows. That would
make my chest stick out and he liked that. He put the collar around my
neck, the ball gag in my mouth and made me spread my legs far apart. He
called this my sex inspection. He would feel me up all over. My tits and
nipples, my cock and balls. My ass and my tight fuck hole. I was always
turned on by this. I felt so helpless and vulnerable. I think there was
some humiliation in there also, but it all felt so good.

Suddenly the tree house door opened. It was Billy and Shawn, two of David's
best friends. I couldn't do anything but stand there staring at them.

"There she is. The prisoner bitch I was telling you about."

The boys laughed.

"Go ahead, feel her up."

Billy smiled.

"She's got a dick just like us."

"Yep! But she has a nice tight pussy in her ass. I know because I fucked
her before."

I had to stand there, naked while they poked and prodded my body with their
eager hands. Grabbing my tits, pinching and pulling my nipples. Pulling my
dick and balls, fingering my ass and slapping my ass. Shawn was the most
aggressive. He slapped my dick back and forth, making it harder. Then he
slapped my face.

"You make me horny! I'm gonna enjoy fucking you bitch!"

That day in the tree house was one I would never forget. I was taken by all
three of them. I was masturbated twice. Once by Shawn and once by David,
and Billy fucked me twice in the ass. The final abuse was having to suck
their dicks one last time. I was impressed by how horny these boys
were. Shawn grabbed my hair and pulled my head up.

"I wanna see you here every day, bitch! Ready to suck and fuck! If you
aren't. I'm gonna tell everyone you got a cock and balls! Hear me, bitch?"

I had to swallow hard.

"Yes, sir."

He slapped my face again.

"Yes, sir what?"

"Yes, sir. I'll be here every day."

"Good! Now stand up so I can slap your cock some more!"

That summer would prove to be the best I ever had and I think it was the
best the boys had. Being dominated by three 14 year old boys, was a
challenge. The tree house was more like our little whore house. I was
fucked and spanked on a daily basis. Even my tits got spanked. Shawn
brought clothes pins to clip on my nipples. He also clipped them on my cock
and balls. While he fucked me, he would jerk them off one by one. I don't
know if he realized how hot that made me or not, but it always made me
ready to cum.

Talking dirty to me was another thing that made me ready to cum.

"What's your next job, whore?"

"Cleaning your cock and balls, sir!"

"You can do mine when you get through with Billy."

"Yes, sir."

"Hey, bitch! It's time to play with yourself. Stand over and do it!"

For some reason, they got a big thrill watching me play with my self. I
always tried to make it entertaining as I could. Sway my hips, rubbing my
titties and twisting my nipples. My right hand, rubbing and pulling on my
hard dick. I yanked it hard, so they could see my balls ride up and
down. That always made them whistle. I always over acted my orgasm, moaning
and groaning louder than necessary. That also seemed to thrill them.

I was the only one with a drivers license and a car. I had to take them to
the mall and the game arcades. I always introduced David as my younger
brother and the others as his friends. Every July the fair came to town and
everyone went. I loved the rides and so did the guys. The best ones were
the spooky tunnels. It was the only rides that could sit three in a
seat. There was the haunted house ride and the Zombie ride.

I would sit in the middle between David and Shawn for one time, then
between David and Billy the next time. I guess you can imagine what would
happen in the dark scary tunnel. David had his hands on my tits and Shawn
had his hand in my pants.

"You better shoot before this ride ends! You hear me, bitch?"

"Yes, sir."

I never hand any problem ejaculating before we came out in the open
again. Then it was on to the Zombie ride.

This time Billy got to play with my tits and David got to masturbate me.

Then we went back to the haunted house and I had to suck one of them off
before the ride ended. This went on several times during the night. That
is, in between other rides we would go on. It always ended with me sucking
someone before we went home. Then the next night we would and do it all
over again. I loved that state fair.

My senior year of high school, I was 18 the guys were 15. I did whatever
they said and whenever they said. I was their bitch, their whore and I
loved every minute of it. Soon, I would go to college and they would still
be in high school. A lot of things would end that year, even our visits to
the tree house. I would have to make the most of that year with the
gang. The only time we had was the weekends because our parents would be
out doing something. We had the house alone for several hours and we made
the most of that.

It was fall, everyone was back in school. I stood by the fence, looking at
the tree house in David's back yard. The leaves were gone off the tree, the
curtain was gone from the little window and the wooden ladder was gone. It
was a place I would never visit again, but it would always be the best part
of my life. I could only hope the future would be as wonderful as those
years............


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