Date: Sun, 07 Jan 2024 12:01:36 +0000 From: Rafael Subject: Fantasy to Reality Firstly, I had no intention of writing a long story but it just started to develop then twists and turns just evolved. The story is based around fourteen year old Andy who has a fantasy which he dearly wants to become reality. On a visit to a shopping centre his fantasy comes true. He had no idea that things would develop further until a chance happening. The story is based on Gay Adult Youth/Authoritarian/Bi Sexual Please read and enjoy: Please do not read it if it is not allowed in your jurisdiction/country etc. It is total fantasy, so please take it as that. There is a footnote. As always and if you can please make a donation to Nifty to keep this great resource open. Fantasy to Reality Fourteen year old Andrew (Andy) Davis strolled through Luxborough. It was not a huge town but had most of the regular high street shops and a good size shopping precinct. He had decided to take the tram ride to take him the fifteen miles outside of his home town of Carstairs. Andy looked younger than his fourteen years, he had the looks and body to confirm it. He was 5 2" quite slim and according to the girls at school good looking, they adored his sparkling blue eyes and collar length, wavy fair hair. Andy a bit of a thing, possibly a fetish. He liked to wear as little clothing as possible when he could. He would fantasize about teenage boys and sometimes girls being taken against their will by perverts who would molest them through their thin clothes or be able to strip them naked very quickly before doing whatever they wanted with them or force them to do to each other. He strolled around the high street looking mainly at boys clothes shops. He had been given the money to buy new underwear and two tee shirts by his step mum Amy. She had told him that he was only to buy briefs and not boxers. She told him it was for healthy support reasons. She also told him he could buy whatever design he wanted so long as they had a supporting pouch, that they were in pastel shades or plain white and definitely no silly cartoons. He had no idea of her ulterior motive of maybe seeing him wearing them. The only gratification she was getting was on laundry days when she used them as she pleasured herself. Now he was getting older she was seeing her stepson in a new light. Andy and Amy had a good relationship. She had raised him from a baby, as he became a teenager she sensed and saw him change from the little boy into a young teen. Amy at just thirty five was still very attractive, slender and fit. Her jet black hair was always immaculate splaying and glossy as it draped down to the centre of her back. She formed it into long plaits when she did any sort of activity. Amy was also very pretty in the facial department keeping makeup to a minimum, not wanting to detract from her jet black eyebrows, eye lashes and stunning gray eyes, her heart shaped lips completed her `Don't fuck with me look' but anyone who knew her would know that she was a kitten. Andy had told her about his feelings for both sexes, he had no idea how that had pleased her. Amy is a very liberal woman and said that it was no big issue, however she did ask him not to go overboard locally what with bullying at school and things. Which explains partly why he is fifteen miles away walking around in the summer heat wearing ice blue skinny jeans with rips in the thighs and knees. A full, plain white tee shirt, trainers and white ankle socks oh, and regular white briefs. Slung over his shoulders he carried his black drawstring back pack. He decided that it was time for a change so headed into the shopping precinct. It did not take him long to find the shop he was looking for. He found the boys fashion area and began looking through the array of underwear on display. He quickly found packs of five boys briefs size S and XS. The picture showed that they were high cut on the hips with the statement, `Minimum material offering maximum support' He was lucky to find an open pack of assorted pastel colored ones size S. Feeling the small, pale blue garment excited him. The leg openings were cut right up to the dark blue 1.5" waistband matching the same blue piping around the legs. He loved the thin material and discovered that he could almost scrunch the small garment up in the palm of his hand. Deciding to come back later Andy walked into the fitting rooms and found a vacant cubicle. He stripped off everything he was wearing. Around seven minutes later the same boy walked out wearing the thinnest pair of washed out, light gray jogging bottoms, blue flip flops, and a short, pure white ribbed cotton vest which clung to his slender torso, barely covering the top of the joggers. He had checked his appearance in the fitting room mirror ensuring his clothes hugged his body. He just loved how the seam of the joggers divided his cute bum cheeks and that they felt almost like a second skin on him. He had also made certain that the frayed draw cord dangled down over the small but prominent and free moving bulge. Andy felt great. He was doing and feeling what he liked best. He knew that his very revealing look would attract some attention. The round lenses of the sunglasses he now wore would give him some anonymity. He made his way back to the underwear display. This time he held a pair of the briefs against the front of his joggers. `Oh yes, they will be tight enough,' he thought to himself before placing the size S briefs back. He looked around for tee shirts. Two men seemed to follow him wherever he went in the store. Were they security or were they perving on his very appealing body? He decide to see if he would be followed when he left the precinct. He knew if they were store security they would either stop him or stop tailing him. The down blast of the air-con over the exit door caught him by surprise when the chilled blast hit his warm body, it had made him do a sort of skip taking him outside and in doing so he felt his unrestricted cock and balls sway against the softness of his joggers. If he was to be abducted his abductor could strip him naked with ease, his joggers and vest could be stripped of in seconds. He was so hyped up at the thought of it ever happening that he felt that churning in his belly and his balls ached. He had gone only a few yards. "Excuse me! Excuse me miss! Miss!" Someone from behind placed a hand on his shoulder. Andy stopped. The person moved in front to block Andy's progress. "Oh, Oh! Sorry young man said the middle aged security man. Quite nice looking, 5'9", slim, short grey hair, blue eyes and graying goatee beard. `Yes, very nice" Andy thought to himself. Andy had quickly processed every detail of the man stood in front of him in his gray slacks and white uniform shirt with the name tag clearly in view. JOHN CROFT ABC Security. He certainly was not one of the two men he could no longer see.. Smitten! positively smitten was how Andy (if he had spoken out loud) would have described the mans demeanor. "Yes sir, what can I do for you" Andy was polite, always polite. He deliberately pretended to be nervous by putting his hand under his vest. One, to rub his flat belly a two, to expose It as best he could to this hot man in front of him. He did not plan it, it just happened. He had thought about it, fantasied about it when he had wanked his six inches of hard boy cock, dreamed about it. Now like muscle memory it was happening. "I am sorry young man, My name is John Croft, I am one of the security staff here, it is just that from behind I thought you were a girl a young woman, I mean your long wavy hair and...and" "You mean my cute little bum sir....it happens a lot" Andy said with a polite smile. "Look young man, I don't want you to feel embarrassed at my stopping you but I got a call from the control room about how you were behaving in the shop." Andy stopped smiling. "Look son," John went on. "It's probably something or nothing but there is a security hut just inside the door there if you would come with me, it will be more private and we can get you on your way quicker than going up to the control room, that is of course if there is nothing to worry about." "In there?" Andy said moving toward the door with the sign -PRIVATE SECURITY ONLY- "Okay sir, that is very considerate of you but I do not have anything, only my own things in my bag." Andy went to the door, the man keyed in the four digit code into the pad and they entered. The door closed and the push bar dropped into the locked position with a loud clunk. John opened the first door, it was more like a room than a hut. The Fluorescent light flickered into life. It was pretty spartan, just a desk and two chairs. one at either side. A clip board and paper, some very old security posters on the walls, a year planner which was two years old. In the corner stood a wash basin and paper towel machine. "I will turn this off so we are not interrupted" John said, switching off and placing his radio on the desk. John sat behind the desk appraising the image in front of him. He observed the frayed draw cord dangling over the bulge in the boys joggers. His own bulge had started to develop. "Pass me your bag son, what is your name anyway?" "Andy sir" he said slipping the bag from his shoulders and putting it on the desk. "What am I going to find in here then Andy?" John said opening the bag up. "Just my own things sir, my jeans, socks, trainers a white tee shirt and my wallet." Andy watched as each of the items described were removed from the bag and placed neatly on the desk. "Oh I forgot about those," Andy stammered slightly as John produced Andy's crumpled white briefs which for some reason John unfolded before laying them on top of the other items. "Is your ID in your wallet?" John said unzipping it. Before Andy could answer John was reading the student ID card. "Andrew Davis, thirteen, Carstairs!" He exclaimed "Well I'll be, that is where I live, good grief and only two streets away from me. I cannot recall ever seeing you around." Going through John's mind was how the hell had he never seen this fine, sexual specimen of a boy before although he was aware of his existence? A piece of paper fell out of the wallet. Just out of curiosity John unfolded it. "Underwear, briefs not boxers, tee shirts" He read out loud. "So this is a list of things you have to steal for someone then is it?" Andy got a little flustered at the unexpected accusation. "NO sir! No! It's a note from my mum, a list making sure I get the right things. I am only aloud to wear.....I....I......I mean, I am only to get briefs not boxers...I am only allowed briefs." John could see Andy blushing and shaking gently, gently enough for the front of his jogging bottoms to move. "Oh briefs like these you mean," John said picking up Andy's white briefs. "Are these yours? They look very small for you, are you sure they are yours and if they are yours why aren't you wearing them?" Andy could only blush and try to think of an answer, he could not believe how the man was sitting there handling his underwear and now turning the briefs inside out before stretching them open to their full extent. "I suppose they will fit you at a stretch, oops no pun intended." "Don't be nervous Andrew or is it Andy?" "Andy sir." "Call me John, Andy. Let's keep this friendly. You seem to be a very nice boy, very polite for only fourteen." There was a silent pause. Andy was thinking in overdrive. `Was this it, was the fantasy going to become a reality in this room, in this room with this very handsome man who had just been touching his discarded briefs that way? It would If I wanted it to' Andy thought to himself. His train of thought was interrupted. "You know Andy that I need to search you if you agree, you do not have to but because you are fourteen you can be searched without a witness present, I can call a police officer or a parent, it is entirely your choice or we can just get it over with, in fact." John looked at his watch and picked up his radio. "Alpha to control over!" "Control. go ahead Alpha" "Alpha going off shift, last reported incident no further action over" "Control received out!" John turned off the radio and placed it on the desk. "As I was saying Andy do you want me to search you or?" Andy cut in, "Yes, yes you can search me. I have nothing to hide sir...John...sir" John stood up. Even a blind man could have seen his erection pressing at the front of his trousers. Andy's eyes were fixed on it. "See something you like son?" Andy blushed and stammered out, "No....no..I..I...was just er thinking about something." "Okay let's do this, are you sure you want me to search you?" John had a light bulb moment and reached for the mobile phone in his hip pocket. "I am going to record this for my own protection, just to be safe." "Do you have to, I mean I don't object to being searched." John had already started to record and had captured Andy's statement. "It's just for the record, I will send a copy to you after, you do have a phone I assume." In the pouch inside my bag, it's off at the moment." Andy's eyes went to his bag on the table, he caught a glimpse of his small white briefs spread out next to it then, down to the front of Johns trousers before once again looking at John who placed his phone propped up on the desk. "Right, just follow my instructions and it will be over in no time, if you feel uncomfortable at any time just say so, right?" "Right sir...John ...I mean urgh!" John delighted in hearing the boys little whimper. John took up position behind Andy. "Arms out and up like your doing a star jump, feet apart," "Wider, wider" he said using his foot to gently coax the boys feet apart to about eighteen inches. "Good boy...good boy," John kept his voice low to pacify Andy." John had learned that people, especially kids became more compliant at the sound of a calm voice. "I am going to start at your feet and work up your body," `your hot, sexy fucking boy body that I am going to molest every fucking inch of,' is what he wanted to say as he looked at Andy's small buttocks in their thin covering. "When I ask you something make sure you reply nice and loud for the recording, please address me a sir as it will be more official understand?" "Yes sir," "Louder for the phone" "Yes sir I understand!" John knelt down on one knee, the sight of the boys bulge at his eye level made his own erection pulse and his throat feel dry. "Kick off the footwear," Andy kicked off his flip flops which John discarded. Andy, to Johns delight had nice sized feet, he could see that they were well cared for, even manicured, the nails even had a coat of clear varnish. Again there was that satisfying sigh, obviously the boys feet were very sensitive and instinctively tried to pull away from Johns touch. as he took each foot in turn in his hands, audible gasps from above pleased him as his fingers toyed with the small toes. "Unusual to see such nice feet son, what is with the clear varnish." "My mum does them, she says the varnish protects them from fungal infections...aaaaaargh that tickles" "You do have really nice feet for a young boy," John added as he played his fingers over each foot, deliberately causing Andy more tickling discomfort. Andy felt Johns hands rub up and down his legs over the thin joggers sending waves of pleasure through him. Still with his arms stretched out to his sides and with John now standing behind him he asked. "What exactly are you looking for sir?".."I don't know boy, what do you want me to find," John pulled up the boys vest to reveal his slender body. "Should I take this off." Andy said nothing, he just raised his arms up allowing John to pull the vest up and off. "Is it these you want me to find?" Andy saw his discarded white vest land on the desk near his briefs as he lowered his arms. "He gasped audibly when he felt his nipples being gently pinched, they were hard and so sensitive. As if he was'nt touch sensitive enough his whole body heaved against the invading fingers that now started pinching and twisting both tender nubs. John's hard cock pulsed with delight as he watched the boys body responding, his flat belly moving in and out with each gasp, the way he threw his head back trying to fight off the feelings he was experiencing, such new feelings. "Oh sir...yessss....oooooh....oooooh..please...pleeeease!" Johns hands moved from the nipples, down over the small but developed chest and the makings of a nice, tight four pack stomach. Then allowed his hands to slide slowly toward the waistband of the boys joggers. His thumbs flicked at the waistband, daring to hook into it and draw it down, such murmurs coming from the over excited boys lips, gasps and sighs. Both hands moved to the thinly clothed bum cheeks. "Maybe it is these, something hidden here or is it just them, your nice soft bottom," More mutterings and sighs. "Urrrrgh..yes sir...I don't know sir....oooooh." "Does it feel nice what I am doing, do you like me rubbing your nice boy bum cheeks, it sounds like it...does it....does it? Answer me Andy, answer me, let me know what you want me to do for you....Tell me!" "Sir...yes sir please oooooh it feels nice pleeeease." As he continued caressing the boys quivering young body and bum cheeks he could see his hardness pressing at the front of his jog pants, a wet spot had developed. Slowly, very slowly he ran his right hand around Andy's quivering thigh. The fingers tap tapped against the thin, stretched material as they moved toward their target. There it was. "Uuuuurgh! Oooooh sir.....please.....pleeease." Through the material John had taken the head of the throbbing boy cock between his thumb and finger, so soft but so hard and hot. He let go then moved down to cup the unsupported balls hanging loosely below. "Or.....perhaps it is these.? I bet your nice hard cock and swinging balls look really nice. I bet you have nice hair down there, soft and wispy, soft and light brown like your fair hair. Andy's body and mind were in torment as he hung on every word and action of his tormentor. "Look at me Andy, turn your head and look at me." Johns hands kept rubbing up and down his sides, continuing to flick his fingers daringly at the waistband of the jog pants where on each downward stroke he would once or twice allow the little finger of each hand to enter the waistband as if daring to do more. Their eyes met, Andy's were glazed with lust. Johns looking hopeful, hopeful that he would get the response he wanted to hear. "Tell me what you want me to do Andy, tell me, maybe I will find what you really want me to find," He lowered his right hand to brush it lightly over the boys ever growing wet spot. "Take them off.......my pants....please take them off, I want you to see me naked...I.....I mean I want to be naked for you sir...I have always wanted this moment please." John teasingly thumbed the waistband at the right hip. "Keep your arms up then, up and out, show me you want to surrender to me and let me strip you completely naked." Andy's body shook and began sweating as he raised his arms out further. He felt the tug on the bow he had tied in the draw cord of his jogging bottoms, feeling them slacken off from his waist, then slowly, very slowly and feeling Johns thumbs graze his skin they slipped off of his slender hips, down his legs, puddling around his bare feet. "Step out of them boy and kick them away." Andy could detect a sternness is Johns voice. Now he was fully naked and vulnerable. He kicked his discarded jog pants away, the movement causing his quite thick and fully erect, five inch cock and full ball sack to sway and jerk. "Are you sure you want this boy!?" Andy could feel Johns hardness pressing against his bare bum cheeks. His head was swimming, filled with lust. Johns hands were caressing his small naked body, up and down his sides, his chest then his tight, flat belly. A finger poked at his belly button while the fingers of Johns other hand toyed with his soft pubes, tugging and twisting them making him squirm and gasp much to Johns delight. A simple thing, he felt Johns belt buckle grazing his back, just above his cute little bum. It was sending all the right or, were they the wrong messages to his brain. "Yes sir! Please...please!...Do what you want...do anything pleeease.!" John took a moment. Keeping one hand on the boys bare shoulder he walked around him while looking into his young face and down at the young, hard cock to see the string of clear pre cum it had given up in it's excitement. The boys foreskin had retracted back halfway revealing the swollen wet head and slit. The fingers continued trailing, touching and dragging on Andy's soft skin, now they were touching his back, down and across the top of his bum cheeks...his two very firm bum cheeks. A fingertip traced down the center of them almost to the back of Andy's balls before returning by the same route causing him to gasp even louder. "Have you ever sucked a man's cock boy? Kissed a man? Been kissed by a man or another boy?" "N...n.....no sir....no..never...oooooh but........but" "But what boy.. but what?" Fingers pinched a nipple. "I want to I....I need to please I'll do anything please show me argh!..Aaaargh!" "I think you are one of those naughty boys Andy boy, one of those boys that like to tease men, to titillate and torment and then when it comes to giving them what they want you run away. You make yourself look sexy just to tease am I right boy?" Andy was so full of lust, standing naked in front of this total stranger who he had allowed to strip him and touch him all over. He turned to face John. He spoke softly. "Sir, please.... I am not like that, I want you to be my first man. I will do anything, you can do anything." John turned side onto and just behind Andy, drinking in the boys totally naked young body. "Anything boy! Anything... you say." "Yes sir, pleeease anything." The chair scrapped the floor. It made Andy wonder. Then he was taken by surprise when John kissed him on his lips. Just a peck. John sat on the chair. It was plastic, it stuck to his skin when he had sat down, not a good choice. He simply pointed to the floor between his spread knees. Andy did not need further instruction when he stood in front of John. He got to his knees when the finger pointed downwards. "You wanted it boy! Anything... you said so, get your hands and mouth to work. Images from the internet porn sites flashed through his young brain. He moved or rather John guided his head by his hair into his groin. "I want to feel those lips sucking my hairy balls and that nice tongue running up and down my cock. I want to feel how much you want this." Within two minutes John found himself to be rock hard as he watched Andy's tongue and lips licking and sucking. By his hair again John turned the boys head to one side so he could see his face and mouth and his cock slicked with saliva glide in and out of it. "Look at me boy, look up while you lick and suck, show me you are enjoying it. I want to see that nice tongue lick from my balls to the tip before it goes in your mouth. Taste that man juice. Stop and watch that nice clear pre cum ooze out." Andy stopped using his mouth but let his hand squeeze and push the juice up and out of the man cock. "Now boy, see all that juice, use your nice lips to suck it into your mouth and down your throat. John was now in his element. He had a fourteen year old, naked boy and a good looking boy at that on his knees between his legs making love to and worshiping his big cock and balls. But Andy was not just any fourteen year old handsome boy. He was a boy who craved sex, who had a head full of fantasies, who wanted to feel what it was like to have a man molest his young body, a pure virgin to man boy sex. John maintained his stern air. He pushed the boy away and watched the disappointed look on the handsome face, at the pouting lips which dripped with saliva, cum and had several pubic hairs on them and the wet chin. "No! Don't wipe your mouth" he said as Andy went to wipe his mouth on the back of his shaky hand. John reached out a hand. Pulling Andy to his feet he drew him to stand between his legs. A hand caressed the boy's left cheek. Andy's cock was so hard and dripping with clear, boy pre cum. John could not believe how long the foreskin was each time he drew it fully back over the swollen bulb. John's thumb then scooped the juices and hairs toward the wet lips. "Open your mouth," Just as Andy obeyed and parted his lips the thumb fed him the wet mixture. It took about four passes before all the mixture of juices and hairs were clear "Open, let me see inside, tongue out." He looked at the concoction with satisfaction then. "Swallow it boy, all of it, they are only hairs they won't harm you. Those warm juices will help them go down as well." He saw Andy about to think about carrying out the instruction. John cupped Andy's full balls and rolled them gently, tugging them down and stroking them with his thumb. Overcome with the sensation in his balls the boy's head filled with images, just as he had seen on the internet Andy swallowed slowly then licked his lips and like a good obedient boy he opened his mouth to show it to be empty. Andy could not help grabbing John's hair. The sensations of the big, wet tongue swirling up, down and around his cock and balls had him up on his toes. Both hands had grasped his bum cheeks to force his body against John's hungry mouth. Andy could feel the coarse beard on his hairless balls and the teeth as they very gently grazed his cock on each upward journey driving his young brain crazy. The finale was mind shattering. John had taken the whole cock and ball sack into his mouth before searching out Andy's tight, virgin sphincter with both index finger tips. He had only stretched it open and had no more than his fingernails inside it when he felt the boys body tremble and erupt in his mouth. The force when the boy cock erupted was so strong John could feel the juice hit the back of his throat. Still with the wilting cock and empty balls in his mouth John continued to painfully take Andy past his orgasm. Only when Andy could take no more and was digging his fingers painfully into Johns shoulders to push him off did he release him. Once again John's finger directed Andy down to his knees. Andy obeyed, remembering to look up into John's eyes. The sweat on his body started to cool. John took Andy's hands and placed them on the front of his own thighs. "Keep your hands there and don't move them." Andy said nothing but just blinked his watering eyes as if to say he understood. John's cock still throbbed as did his full balls. They wanted release. He took a clump of Andy's hair and tilted his head back then he coated the small, puffy, slightly open lips with the strings of dripping pre cum before placing the whole bulb inside Andy's mouth. Gently, very gently he watched the head of his cock enter and exit. He smiled down at Andy when he removed it then, holding it in his hand he slapped the upturned face, coating the lips and nose with saliva. Several times he repeated it. His own command to the boy caused him to loose control. "Open that mouth wide and push your tongue right out, keep it open and don't close your eyes." Andy blinked just the once because. the first jet of hot man cum hit him directly in his left eye, then his nose and his forehead. John held his pulsing cock on the waiting wet, pink boy tongue and watched the large pool of white cum form. "Swallow it" Andy obeyed then opened up again, head held back, mouth open, his face coated and dripping with cum. Twice more he swallowed. The vision in his left eye became blurred as the string of cum in it started to turn watery. Then without being instructed Andy just used his lips to suck at the wilting cock to clean it off. He accepted he would just have to digest the hairs when John told him to make sure his balls were cleaned. John had sat Andy on his knee like a little boy. He kissed Andy full on the mouth. Andy responded and they both could taste the sex of the cum and saliva, their tongues swirled as they made wet kisses. Andy did not like the feel of John's beard on his smooth face. It felt better on his hairless balls. Where Andy was sat on John's hairy thigh his bum cheeks had parted and the coarse hairs were rubbing right on his boy pussy. Several times they kissed and looked each other in the eyes. Andy was filled with lust and could not resist pushing his tongue inside John's mouth as he started to get hard again. John on the other hand was caressing every inch of soft boy skin. He was reveling in the muffled sounds Andy would make as he anticipated where the roaming fingers would touch him next. He became really animated when he felt the fingers move slowly down and over each bump of his spine towards his bum cleft where they gently poked, John was just teasing him. Andy yelped when he felt a hard slap on the side his bare upper thigh, rite below his left bum cheek. "It's time we made a move," John said reluctantly tipping Andy onto his feet as he stood up. Andy took a hold of John's half erect cock wanting more. "No..No.. not now boy, we need to get dressed." Even during the past thirty minutes which had seemed like an hour or more he could not figure how he had never seen Andy before. He had insisted that Andy wore his regular clothes but without his underpants. He wanted to imagine the feelings Andy was having while his tender cock and balls were being rubbed by the rough denim and zipper of his snug fitting jeans, especially if he stayed hard. John had been back to the control room to change into his blue jeans and pale blue polo shirt. His underwear was also in his work bag. He enjoyed the feel of his stripped back cock against the rough denim. People would have taken them to be father and son as they walked toward the car park. John had an arm around Andy's shoulders as they slowly walked and talked to where the blacked out silver Range Rover was parked. Andy could not believe the opulence of the doeskin interior when he entered the vehicle, the smell was overbearing. John turned off the main road. He knew a farm shop that had a cafe on the side of it. Privacy and quiet was what he wanted without Andy feeling scared. After all, apart from the amazing sexual encounter they had just experienced they hardly knew each other. There was only an elderly couple in the cafe when they entered. They got drinks and took a table away in the corner, it was more like a corner booth. Andy started to fidget, his jeans zipper was grazing his now perpetual erection. He told John who said that was easily remedied. Andy looked over his shoulder to see if anyone could actually see John reach down, unzip and pull open the front of his jeans for him. "Oh fuck! That is so hot," Andy just came out with it. "Bad language as well," John said, seeing the nipple poking through the thin tee shirt he pinched it. "Aaagh," Andy hissed trying not to make a noise. "Sorrieeeeeeee! Aaaaargh!" He rubbed his sore nipple under his shirt exposing even more of his tight young body to John. John decided that there was only one way to deal with the situation. "I need to get something sorted out." "Go ahead," said Andy, turning towards John he bent one leg up to spread his legs deliberately exposing his open jeans to him. "You don't have to worry about it, you know...you molesting me like that, I wanted you to do it, it was great, look, my cock has never been so happy." John looked down at Andy's pulsing cock and, yes it was twitching and glistening. "Yes, I can see that," John said "And no, I am not bothered about molesting you as you put it but," He paused and noticed Andy's face change. "What then sir...John sir or whatever." He said. "Your name...Andrew Davis." Andy cocked an eyebrow "So?" He said. Well....... Andy was stunned for the whole seven minutes that John had spoken. His (Andy's) name was Davis, his step mothers name was Saunders but not a blood relative. Her ex husband was Davis. Not until after they were married did he tell her about his young son, his baby son. John then went on to explain that he and Amy had a steady relationship at school. When John was 18 he had no job prospects and times were hard so he joined the army. He served his time and came back to live in Carstairs where he started a very successful second hand car dealership. After all those years they must have been like ships in the night. He had given no thought to Amy and if he had it was only fleeting as she probably would not be in the area. Then purely by chance he had advertised for a secretary to do his admin at the car dealership. Amy applied and the rest is, as they say, history. They re-kindled their relationship six weeks ago and met discretely and "yes, before you ask," he had told Andy "I am fucking Amy, not your mum and yes I like boys and I like you and before you ask yes, yes she knows I like boys and that is probably why she never said too much about you until two weeks ago so." Andy sat open mouthed, his tiny brain taking it all in. He may have only been fourteen but he liked what he was hearing. He liked it because he also liked girls and now he new for certain that he and Amy were not actually related. That John, her boyfriend had given him his first man-boy/boy-man experience of sex, his first taste of man cock and man cum, the kissing was great too. "So, why are you working as a security man?" He asked quite obviously. John quickly explained that he had made a lot of money from his car business and quite a good profit when he decided to sell it. He got the buyer to agree to keep Amy on for at least two years to give her some security what with her bringing Andy up. The security job gave him an interest. "It's okay having money," he told Andy but you have to have something in your life. "Now I have Amy, my job which gives me access to handsome boys like you. Oh, and about that," John went on "You don't really think that what happened today was a coincidence do you?" Andy looked totally dumbfounded "what do you mean?....You mean it was planned?" John confessed that Amy and he had planned the whole thing. She had her suspicions about Andy's sexual interests and had told John whom, she had no doubt would have a keen interest in Andy. He told Andy that he and Amy had checked out his browsing history only to discover he had been visiting man/boy sites with the likes of daddies and sons, authoritarian and fem dom and basically Bi and gay stuff. They had also opened Nifty and of course where a story had been looked at the highlight changed colour and low and behold many of the Gay Adult Youth /incest/ Bi sexual/authoritarian/high school stories had been read, some to completion. "And that young man," John finished off by saying "That is why you were so good at working on me with your mouth today." Andy smiled at the compliment John had given him. He took a quick look around before leaning forward and kissing John full on the mouth while at the same time guiding one of John's hands down to his throbbing cock and balls. There was still loads to talk about and Andy had to get his new underwear and tee shirts. They left the cafe and headed off to an outlet centre on the way home. Andy felt very self assured riding around in the top of the range Range Rover. They entered Jones & Brown looking every inch like father and son. It was a high end outlet store catering for just men and boys. There was an array of clothing styles, school uniform, Scout and cub uniforms for the local troops, hunting, shooting, fishing attire and of course casual wear catering for the more upper class male. "Can I be of assistance sir?" A man slightly older than John asked. "Oh yes, yes," John said, boys underwear for......." He paused, "for my son here...for school." Andy blushed and mouthed to John "W-H-A-T?" "This way sir," the man said guiding them both through racks of clothing to the boys underwear section. "There you are sir, all patterns, all designs." "He needs plain white briefs for school, his mother specified they must be as brief as possible and have plenty of support if you know what I mean." said John. "Ah indeed sir, there is quite a demand for those, especially the high cut ones and if I may say sir..a size or two smaller, because of the lack of side panel they tend to come up loose on the boys, especially if they are very slim like your son here. John caught the wink the man gave him. "Well, thank you, thank you err Simon (John he glimpsed the man's name tag)." "Call me if you need me sir," He walked off. "Look," said Andy, "my cock is bursting to get out of my jeans, it's leaking as well. Fuck, that was sexy." "I can see that that mouth of yours needs training..son!" "Oh sorry...Dad or is that Daddy." Andy was getting cocky in more than one department. What is it they say? "Be careful because it may come back and bite you on the arse!" John told Andy to choose the underpants he wanted and to keep in mind the style while he went off to look for tee shirts. John returned shortly empty handed. "I think you need to look yourself," he said seeing Andy "Have you found any briefs you like?" Stepping away from the counter Andy said, "Only these two styles." One pair had a very thin waistband with no more than a patch of material at the front and back. The other had a broad waistband, the leg opening met nice and high at the hips, the neat triangle front panel looked strong with stitched hems around the leg openings. it did actually have a pouch incorporated. "I like these ones" Andy said picking up the second pair. "I bet that feels nice," he said running the very narrow strip of back panel through his fingers. There was not a lot of material to cover the bum cheeks. John caught Simon's eye and beckoned him over. "Would it be possible for the boy to try both of these Simon? Though I think he is leaning towards these," John said picking up the second pair. "Oh yes indeed sir, a very good choice and if you open the drawer there," he said pointing below the counter, "There is a selection of sample sizes the boy can try on, the dressing rooms are just there in fact," Simon pointed to a door not three feet away. "Give me a shout if you need any further assistance," he said and wandered off. The briefs were sized by age. "Seriously?" Andy had said when John selected both styles in sizes aged 10 and 11. "Well" he said "Simon did say you needed smaller than normal sizes." with four pairs of briefs in hand Andy went into the changing rooms, John followed him to a curtained cubicle which they found to be quite spacious. It had a full length mirror, some clothes hooks and a small bench. Andy kicked his trainers off, he was about to unzip his jeans when he looked at John. "Fuck me boy! Do you really want me to turn my back?" Smiling broadly Andy dropped his jeans and stepped out of them. "Forget those," John said snatching away the briefs with the thin waistband. "Put those on, the eleven year old size," even though they were the largest there was not much to them. "Oh fuck! John said, "soooo hot, lift your tee shirt up,.....look how they fit, snug and that waistband makes you look even slimmer," John made Andy squirm when he stepped forward and gave his belly button a wet kiss followed by one on the lips. "God, that bit that goes up the back is right in my bum crack," Andy turned to show John how the strip parted his delectable little bum cheeks. "Now the ten year old's," "What! really!" "Yes, just for the hell of it, put them on that sexy body of yours." Andy put them on but no way could he keep his erection from poking up out of the waistband. He took them off and was about to put his jeans back on. "No, tell you what, put these on, the other style just to see what they are like," John said handing him the larger but skimpier pair "Just want to get you something, put them on and wait a minute," In a flash John left the cubicle. Andy stood for some minutes twisting and turning, checking the fit of the briefs in the mirror and thankfully his erection was now only semi erect. He had his back to the curtain when he heard it open. "Okay Daddy, what have you got for me." "Very nice," the voice behind him said. Your father does have good taste." It was Simon. At first, shock horror would best describe the look on Andy's face. "They look very nice on you young man, just step up on the bench so we can get a better look at the fit." Andy did as instructed and found himself and his little briefs at eye level with Simon's face. "Oh yes they look very snug...plenty of room for everything," he said placing his fingers inside the leg openings and adjusting them followed by the waistband which he drew down quite low leaving it stretched across Andy's protruding hip bones causing a gap to be left at the slight V of his body. Simon then took Andy by the hips, asking him to turn around. "Oh, I don't know," Simon now had his fingers inside the legs of the briefs. He ran his fingers up and down allowing them to graze the boy bum while stretching and fussing with the small, white back panel. Andy was breathing quite heavily (much to Simon's delight). "I think these other ones are going to be much better on you," Simon said softly, "because you are nice and slim and dare I say....you have such a nice bottom." Before Andy knew it Simon drew the briefs down his legs instructing him to step out of them leaving him only in his tee shirt and with his hardening cock waving around. Simon then held the better pair open at the boys feet for him to step into. Andy quickly grabbed them at the waist and pulled them up, not realizing of course that with his back to Simon he had almost pushed his bare bum in Simon's face. "Oh now, that is better," Andy felt Simon's thumbs part his bum cheeks to allow the narrow strip of material at the back go between his bum cheeks, when Simon hiked them up by the waist the narrow strip grazed right over his sphincter. Again with his thumbs Simon actually drew the bum cheeks apart. "Oh yes it sits very nicely in there, very nicely indeed ," he said running his finger up and down the thin strip of material. Three times the finger stopped and pressed directly on Andy's sphincter. Simon turned Andy towards him by his hips. "Oh yes, that pouch looks really snug and they do show off your nice legs better, really nice," he said running the palms of his hands up and down the two very exposed boy thighs. "Lift your tee shirt up for me so I can see the waistband." Andy drew the hem of the shirt up revealing his nice flat, four pack belly to Simon. He sucked in air when Simon's fingers entered the waistband touching his skin. He kept plucking it and letting it snap against the very slender, almost girl like waist until he was satisfied that the band hugged Andy in all the right places. Andy's legs almost turned to jelly when Simon told him to remove his tee shirt completely. Simon had told him rather than asked him to remove it. "Such a good boy, we don't get to service many young boys like you in the store," he said placing a hand directly on the pouch of the briefs Andy had on. "It is so nice and makes our job much easier when a boy is compliant like you are being." Then he slipped a finger into either side of the pouch as if to adjust it but only to poke at the hairless contents and make Andy moan again. Again Simon took him by the hips directing him to turn around and face the corner of the cubicle. Simon liked Andy's nice cock and hairless balls but his goal was staring him in the face. "See if you can reach up to the top of the cubicle for me," Simon said. Andy did so and managed to just hook his fingers over the top and in doing so he had to stretch up slightly on his toes. "Oh, that is perfect, they don't come away from your hips when you stretch up like that. and that waistband still stays nice and tight around your waist." Simon was so hard as he admired the stretched boy body. The upward stretching had caused Andy's bum cheeks to close on the thin strip of material between them. Simon slipped a finger up between Andy's legs right behind his balls then he hooked the strip of material and pulled it slowly all the way up and out of the bum crack. "What! What....ooooooh....ooooooh!" Andy cooed and began tottering on his toes when he suddenly felt the wetness of Simon's tongue lapping each of his bum cheeks. But then, he felt them being prized apart, sensing the tip of the tongue gradually licking closer and closer to his virgin hole. "Oh no...oh no....ooooooh!" Over and over he repeated the same noises while daring not to scream out loud. Then from the front a hand covered the pouch where his throbbing cock was contained. The fingers, pinched, pulled and rubbed his cock and his balls through the soft material. His whole body stretched and tensed as he went right up on his toes. Simon's fingers had quickly drawn his hole open to allow the wet tongue to enter him and take it's prize. Andy came violently, soaking the front of the briefs. The assault by the tongue continued for what seemed like an eternity but had only been two minutes. Simon was a complete expert with his tongue and fingers and they continued with their assault on Andy's trembling and delightfully stretched, naked young body. Simon stepped back and admired his work. Andy had complied when told to lower his hands and turn around. Simon could clearly see Andy's hard cock throbbing in the pouch with its growing wet stain. Stepping forward he stripped the briefs off of Andy, then quickly examined the contents of the pouch before pushing them into his pocket. For good measure he slowly licked and sucked Andy's cock and balls clean, listening to the little boyish moans at being over pleasured, thinking of the next time he may have a nice compliant boy to service. Andy had stepped down onto the changing room floor. Simon had been still towering over Andy and just finished feeding the boy his own juices from his mouth when John drew back the curtain. "So, did we find anything we liked?" He said, his eyes looking down between Andy's legs at the now very wet semi erect boy cock. "Yes sir, the boy has opted for these," Simon said picking up the clean pair matching those in his pocket. "He has good taste sir. The boy has a very good taste if I may say so." John did pick up on the "has a good taste." John had two tee shirts in his hand. "Let's get you four pairs of these then...I think Amy will approve, I sent her some pictures and she chose the same ones., She said she can't wait to see you in them." Andy turned away from John to quickly pull on his jeans before he could see his cock start to grow again. It was still early afternoon when they paid for the clothes. They had just thanked Simon for his attentive service and were about to leave when a elderly woman entered with a very dishy, very slim effeminate looking teenage boy who looked to be about fifteen. "Good afternoon Simon." She said quite loudly and with an air of authority about her." My boy here needs some more of those little white underpants, you know, the schoolboy ones, Y fronts I think they are called they, my husband finds that they do seem to tear quite easily when he and the boy play their little games...oh, and my husband would also like him to have some lace panties, pink with those little bows...do you know what I mean but I don't think you have those here do you?" "No my Lady but if you go across the way to "Mandy's" I am certain that the ladies will have just what the boy needs, they do have a vast range of girls lingerie, and how is Lord Fincham?" Simon only had eyes for the distraught youth as they walked towards the boys wear section. Once more Andy and John were driving, this time slowly back towards home. Andy was quiet. John broke the silence. "I know it has been some day for you Andy (if he only knew) What's on your mind?" He waited for some kind of response. "When you sent those pictures to mu....m, er Amy." "Yes, what about it," Well, did she really say that she couldn't wait to see me in them?" "Well yes, sort of...it was more like she meant that she would LIKE to see you in them." "I think we need to have another talk and sort a few things out, put our cards on the table....you do know what that means Andy?" "Yes, it means to be honest and open about things." John was quite taken aback at Andy's reply. "Yes, that's exactly it; Open, honest and no secrets." All sorts of things were going through both John and Andy's minds as John drove down a track towards the cricket ground. He parked under the shade of some trees at the edge of the open playing area. "Jump out," John directed as he got out and opened the tailgate of the car. "Sorry it's not much," He said handing Andy two small bottles of water before spreading a travel rug on the ground. They both sat on the rug looking out at the vast green space, arms hugging their bent knees, sipping from the bottles. Andy lay back with his hands behind his head. John let out a sigh seeing the boys tee shirt ride up baring that lovely flat stomach, knowing that only that shirt and those jeans were the only things between him and total nudity. "You know......you are one sexy little fuck!" Said John, "Well that's being honest," Andy quipped back. "And a smart ass, you need to be careful that someone does'nt make your ass smart sunshine. John was serious. "Right, I will start just to get the ball rolling," John said turning onto his side, head propped up with one hand, admiring the sight laid out beside him, feeling his own balls throb. "Amy has spoken a lot about you, how she has noticed you grow and yes she thinks you are a very good looking boy." "Did she say I'm sexy?" "Well yes, I was going to come onto that. I won't go into it all but,.... she did say that she would like to see more of you." "But she sees me every day, I am always around." "Yes I know that. She told me about how you used to get in the bath with her when you were small like most kids do with their mothers. She would wash you and she would show you how to wash your willy properly. Then you got bigger so she let you bath by yourself but you liked to stand up in the bath and let her wash you. When you were about nine she noticed that you were getting hard and humping the flannel when she did your boy stuff and you would moan. So, it stopped and you got all private. She said it took about two years before you would walk around without a shirt on. She even stopped going around the house in her undies and she missed the times when you both would curl up on the sofa after your baths and have a cuddle.....You know what she thinks?" "No...what." "She thinks you should be a monk because you are so shy and private, you always shut and lock the bathroom door when you use the bath or shower, scared that she might see you. Yet you walk around town in your little clingy clothes like you did today. She knows you do it, that's how I picked you out so quickly." "Yeah well it's all confusing because I think she is really sexy. I get hard on's sometimes and wank thinking about her walking in on me in my bedroom or the bathroom with nothing on and...you know....she touches me and then we do things." "What things? Look this is making me hard already." "Well she gets naked and then she starts kissing me and touching me everywhere. I don't want to say but we do everything to each other, she sucks me off and I do her." "What! You fuck her!" "Whoa! No way, she has me lick and suck on her tits and pussy then I use my fingers to make her cum." "How many fingers?" "Four." John could see the bulge in the front of Andy's jeans. "That looks uncomfortable," He said leaning over to brush it with his hand then rub Andy's bared, flat belly. "You won't believe it but she says very similar things, she even admits to getting off about you. I am going to tell you something now....she told me that she uses your underpants to get off with, she turns them inside out and pushes the pouch bit up her cunt, she says it makes her cum so hard and in seconds." "Oh fuck! Really!." Andy shuffled across and kissed John passionately right on the mouth. "What else do you talk about." Another fiery kiss loosened John up. "Well this is going to sound like we are a couple of perverts but, because we both know about your on-line history and what you like we make up scenarios which include you and us. Things like you watching us fuck and wanting to join in but....you can't because we have tied you fully dressed to a chair beside the bed. Then, we tease you. I fuck your mouth, then she shoves her dripping cunt over your mouth and makes you lick it while she stretches it open. We get you so worked up that she pulls down your trousers and underpants then wanks me off until I cum all over your throbbing boy cock and balls." "Oh Fuck! That is so hot what else?" "Lots of things, one thing that makes us both cum hard is imagining taking it in turns to spank you over our knees while we are fully dressed and you are fully hard and totally naked. We are spanking you for swearing and being cheeky just like today"........John let that one sink in. "I mean a proper spanking not play stuff.. The best part is when you beg us to stop and you promise to do anything if we do. Use your own imagination as to where that goes." Andy is so fired up he literally assaults Johns mouth with his and has to undo his jeans to release his painfully trapped and leaking boy cock. Andy moans loudly when John grasps the back of his neck drawing his mouth harder into his. "No..no more today, as much as I would like to use you right here and now we still have things to get out in the open." He pushed Andy onto his back, he looked so disappointed. "You can leave that out though." It took all of John's self control not to not devour the boys throbbing, wet cock. John and Andy talked and talked for a good half hour. Again John had been surprised as to how intelligent and open Andy was. They had both agreed that talking about things, especially their fantasies had really opened up new avenues to be explored. Andy had told John that he was going to look at Amy more as an older sister and hopefully she could see him as the little brother who had needs and, that they should be comfortable and open with each other and of course John but how? That was the big question. "I won't come in," John said to Andy. John took a bag from his work bag and handed it to Andy. They may help. Andy peaked in the bag and saw the five pack of assorted pastel coloured boys briefs size XS. Andy smiled and put them in the other bag with his new white briefs and tee's. He had a spring in his step when he walked down the path towards a waiting Amy. It was awkward for a moment. For the first time in a long time they hugged and rubbed one another's backs. It was something that had been missing from both of their lives. They stood in the hallway for some minutes. Then Amy confirmed their new beginning. She cupped Andy's face in both hands, tilted his head back and kissed him like an adult. She could taste the days sex around and inside his mouth. as she played the voice recording over again in her head. "I am going to record this for my own protection, just to be safe." "Do you have to, I mean I don't object to being searched." Her minds eye pictured the scene when Andy had pleaded with John to take his jog pants off and that he wanted to be naked for him. Something he had always wanted. She would now do everything in her power to fulfill both hers, Johns and Andy's fantasies. She had already prepared the bathroom. The enema bag was hanging on the shower rail, the hair clippers were charged up, she had some lady shave razors for the boys final de-nuding of body hair. There would be no more bad language, John would be the one to deal with that. The paddle she and John had bought together hung inside the wardrobe door in her bedroom. They had already amassed a small collection of toys: Cuffs, dildos, butt plugs and a boy size ball gag. Andy would soon be totally compliant. She had no worries about that. The school summer holidays were just days away. Well, it would be six weeks holiday for the other boys at his school? Andy was going to absent until then. Once again she did a mental check list to make sure she had everything that she and John would initially need. Three lives were about to change. About one hour later Andy sat on the swing bench in the garden on his mobile talking with John. "How is it going with Amy?" "Surprisingly well, it's a bit awkward though. It's a bit like nothing has changed but I know it's going to change because I can see mu.... Amy is a lot more relaxed but I don't know how we are going to break the ice..... I mean it's not like we are going to jump into bed together is it?" "Whoa! Stop right there tiger. No way are you and Amy having sex! That is not in the plan. This is about the three of us but, it is about what you want, you are the submissive one, the one that wants to give himself to us, to do as your told, to be compliment, just like you were with Simon." There was a long pause........."Is that what you want boy?" Even though Andy was getting harder and harder at what John was saying about him his young brain was processing things. Yes he dearly wanted John to do to him the things he did today, yes he had enjoyed what Simon had done with him and, yes he found that being told what to do by two strangers and complying without question had been a big turn on. Everything he had fantasies about. He also recalled the handsome, effeminate young boy who had entered the shop with that woman. The things she had said openly about him, his need for new schoolboy briefs because they kept getting ripped by her husband when "They" played games. Did she mean all three of them? Also that he wanted some frilly panties for the boy. The humiliation that boy must have felt had crossed Andy's mind as he and John had left the shop and walked back to the car. But, above all he recalled how the pictures he conjured up in his minds eye had made him so hard that everything was throbbing. He had gripped his bum cheeks so tight that it had made his virgin boy pussy throb, he imagined having something inside him.......... He wanted to be that boy but, is that what John and Amy wanted?........Is that their plan?..........Andy hoped so. He was snapped back to reality. "You still there boy? Hello." "Yes, yes sorry, I was just thinking." He took a deep breath. "Yes, yes that is what I want, that is exactly what I want................ Sir!" I hope you enjoyed the story and that it had the desired effect. I have left it with this ending to allow the reader to only imagine where Andy's life may have gone. It can end here? If there is sufficient interest and feedback with ideas as to where it (Andy's Life) may have gone then I will write another part when the Bi element will be introduced as I have a few ideas floating around. I have already decided where and by whom Andy will loose his gay virginity. I always reply to deserving respondents.