Date: Sat, 25 Mar 2023 22:32:37 +0000
From: Fantasins
Subject: You've Got Male - Chapter One

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adult/minor characters/sexual situations. Some scenes will be rooted in
sex, whereas others - while sexual in nature - will have more narration
expressing some characters' mental/emotional journey. Some chapters will
have less or more dialogue than others. There will also be occasional
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You've Got Male - by Fantasins

Chapter One


It was a Friday night in August of 1997. Mom and Dad were getting ready to
go out on a double date and my sister Annie was getting picked up to spend
the weekend at a friend's house. I was 12 years old and would soon have the
house all to myself! I'd already been masturbating at least once a day for
about two years. And if I missed a day, I made up for it the next, and then
some. It started not long after my parents heard about the curriculum for
Sex Ed coming up at school and found it sorely lacking. They got me a book
called It's Perfectly Normal. And just like that, my fascination with sex
had begun. The pictures were hand drawn to ease the reader into the adult
themes, but they were detailed, which I very much enjoyed. Though seeing as
I never thought sex would be an option until I got older, I skipped most of
the more involved stuff and got very, VERY interested in the section on
masturbation.

After that, I was jerking off every chance I got. And tonight should have
been no different, but it was. This was my first long stretch of time alone
since we'd gotten hooked up to the internet and I was going on a quest for
porn. Everyone left around 6PM and I waited about an hour after that to put
my plan into action. I went into Dad's office, woke up the computer,
stripped down to my boxers to find I was already starting to get hard, and
connected to the internet. As I mentioned, this was 1997, and strangely
enough, the sound of a dial-up modem still makes my cock twitch. I knew I
wasn't in much danger of cumming to soon because I'd already cum
today. Twice...


* * * EARLIER, THAT MORNING * * *


I woke to my alarm at 6AM, rock hard with my hand already on my cock. I
laid there for a couple minutes, tugging myself awake before getting up and
heading for the shower. My parents made good money and were always throwing
big parties. Because of this, my sister and I each had our own mini-master
suites on opposite ends of the main house. Each had a large walk-in closet
attached to bathroom with sizeable tub, and a spacious walk-in shower with
a built-in bench to sit two. I was incredibly lucky to have so much space,
and knew I had two closed doors between my fun and the chance of anyone
barging in on me. I walked into the shower, turned the water on nice and
hot, and began stroking myself with one hand while massaging my balls with
the other. They'd just begun to drop over the summer, which got me even
more interested in exploring my developing body. I was about 5'2" tall back
then. My muscles were juuuust starting to show some definition and I was
around 3 inches flaccid and just and about 6 inches hard. The shower was
opposite a full-length mirror which doubled as the walk-in closet door, and
I enjoyed watching the water pour down over my young naked frame.

Still stroking myself, I turned to the side, widened my stance, and leaned
forward a little until my face was against the cool tile wall. I reached
back, closed my eyes and moaned as I stared rubbing my hole. The hot water
getting in further than usual made me clench and drew my finger in for the
first time. I didn't expect it to feel as good as it did, so I doubled the
speed with which I was stroking myself. I held my finger in place for a few
seconds before finally pushing back and forth, my tight ring still
clenching. I pulled it all the way out and a shiver shot up my spine and
across my whole body. I inspected my finger to make sure there wasn't
anything clinging to it, and watched my reflection as I brought my finger
to my lips and licked and sucked on it. My eyes rolled back as I got my
first taste of ass. I immediately got two fingers as slick and thick with
saliva as possible and watched myself as I slowly slid them up my hairless
boy hole. As I got to the hilt, I drooled a large gob of spit onto the head
of my cock and resumed pulling at my also-hairless dick.

Between my fist flying back and forth on my cock and my fingers working my
young ass, it wouldn't be long before I was ready to cum. I adjusted the
showerhead to pulse and aimed it at the floor, about 3 feet short of the
one of the corners in the shower. I pulled my finger out and sucked it off
again before getting down on my hands and knees. I crawled towards the
corner of the shower, and I felt my frenzy grow as the water beat softly at
my back and getting closer to my ass with each baby step forward. When the
hot pulsation started tapping at my opening, I knew my orgasm wasn't far
off, and I was bearing down and ready for it. Still pumping my 12-year-old
cock, I was now on my knees, face laying sideways on the tile floor, and
spreading my left cheek with my free hand, granting the stream better
access to my thirsty hole.

As I worked my way to my breaking point, I pushed myself up into a kneeling
position and leaned as far back as my knees and thighs would allow. I bent
forward, getting my face as close to the tip of my cock as possible. I was
about ten or so inches away when my body went tight, and my load started to
blast. I aimed for my open mouth. I missed and my chin was now covered in
my slick sweet, salty seed. I moaned and collapsed onto my back. I pulled
my knees up and positioned myself so the water could pummel down on my
taint and hole once more. I kept pumping until I had emptied my balls
across my stomach. Such a significant amount of cum deserved to be rubbed
all over, which I did with extra attention to my now-hungry ass hole. I
laid there for about a minute, passively finger-fucking myself again,
getting ready to cum again. Round 2 wasn't as impressive, but I was
satisfied, for now. I finished showering, got cleaned up and dressed, and
met my family for breakfast. I ate my breakfast and smiled to myself,
confident in thinking no one at the table had any idea what a horny, nasty
boy they had living under their roof.

When I got to school, my first order of business was to find my best
friend, Josh. We were the same age, 12, but he was more mature than the
other kids in our grade. Not only did he act older, but he seemed to always
know a little more than the others when it came to sex and body stuff. I
think his folks got him a better sex ed book, maybe? Either way, he was
excited for me when I told him about my plan to abuse myself senseless once
my family was gone tonight. Josh and I told each other pretty much
everything so it didn't feel strange. I liked Josh. Not romantically, but
he was fun to be around, open-minded, and usually as horny and perverse as
I was. We didn't fool around or anything, I wasn't into guys and didn't
think he was either. But being able to be open with him felt safe. And
being able to talk about masturbating, porn, and the idea of sex, was as
close to sex as we were getting back then. It gave our friendship a subtle
sort-of-sexual charge to it, an energy...

Anyhow, back then, there were no free sites to download videos, so picture
archives and trading chatrooms were kind of it. Josh made me a short list
of sites to check out. I thanked him and told him I'd let him know how it
went. He simply grinned and said, "please do..."


* * * BACK TO PRESENT * * *


My hand shook with anticipation as I typed in the name of the first site
from Josh's list into the browser and hit "Enter." My other hand pressed my
cock against to my inner thigh and slowly teased the length of it. I loved
feeling my warm dick against my leg. I could feel it throb when the page
finally loaded. At first, it was overwhelming to try and keep up with the
chatroom. but could tell pretty soon that it was mostly men asking for
people to send dirty pictures or video clips. They also kept asking if
anyone wanted to "cyber," which sounded cool, whatever it was. Soon enough
I caught onto the fact that many of these people were trading via email. It
took some time, but after a few pleas for assistance, I found a few people
willing to send me some pictures even though I didn't have any to share
back yet. I waited in anticipation for the first email to come
through. Suddenly, the computer speakers chimed, "You've got mail!" My
heart stopped. This was it...

The first image I opened was of a naked brunette with a pixie haircut. She
looked about 16; my sister Annie's age. She was sitting back in a patio
chair with her butt scooted towards the edge, and her legs were open with
one dangling over the arm of the chair. She was smiling at the camera and
was holding her outer labia open with her fingers. I pulled off my boxers
and gathered as much spit as I could to cover my palm and fingers. I'd gone
from teasing myself to pumping my 12-year-old fist around my now-glistening
cock to actual porn for the first time. I was having the best night of my
life.

The next few pictures were simple nudes of various types of women in
various poses. Young, old, thin, BBW, Black, masturbating, posing... I was
in fucking heaven. One picture I received was a side view of a woman on her
knees in front of a man wearing nothing. His face was out of frame and the
woman wore nothing either except for a pair of shiny black heels. Hot. She
had her hands clasped behind her back and had the man's dick in her mouth!
I'd never actually seen an image of a blowjob before, but immediately
recognized it from Josh describing the act itself once. I'd never seen
another man's cock before either. I was mesmerized and my preteen cock
suddenly twitched and throbbed even harder. I saved the image along with
the others and continued my quest for smut. The next image I received was
of a young boy my age, naked, on his elbows and knees with his face in the
foreground sporting a lustful grin with his eyes shut tight. Behind him was
a woman, possibly in her 50s, in the same position and licking his asshole!
The woman reminded me of my English teacher and the picture almost made me
blow my load on sight, but I was too stubborn and succeeded in slowing
down. I now had a small collection and wanted to honor my promised to trade
some images back once I had some of my own, so not to burn any bridges. I
still had the whole night for myself and my aching young cock.

The rest of the evening was spent hopping between chat rooms, trading
pictures, and edging myself towards my first "porngasm." I saved everything
I'd collected to a floppy disk and wrote "Josh" on it. I wanted to share my
new collection with him too and hoped we could use the disk to also trade
back and forth. I knew he had porn but whenever I asked about it, he said
he'd rather wait and see what I was into first before sharing, which seemed
fair. Soon I realized it was getting late, so I decided to pull up a few
favorite pictures and cum before my parents got home. I opened each file
side by side and began working on myself. I was young but already a
grower. I worked as hard to burn the images into memory as I worked on
pumping my dick with my fist. I'd only ever kissed a girl once at this
point, but we used our tongues, so every so often I'd run my tongue along
the inside of my top lip to simulate the sensation of another tongue
against my own. It wasn't much but it always made me hot.

As I got closer, I dipped a fingertip into the significant amount of precum
I'd built and tasted it several times, each time getting harder, closer to
cumming. I poured my eyes over the pictures on the screen and started
stroking myself faster, squeezing my pelvic muscles and clenching my ass as
I got closer. Something about what I'd been seeing, tasting, and
doing... This wasn't just masturbating. This was an awakening. I was hooked
on smut.

I looked at the boy getting his ass rimmed and reached down to tease my own
hole with my free hand. I pumped my fist several more times as a powerful
feeling washed over my entire body. I gripped and stroked my cock and
gasped as my leg muscles flexed and shot the biggest load of my life. It
decorated my stomach and chest. My whole body went limp, and my arms
slacked on either side of the chair. I just sat there, simultaneously
broken and victorious in the experience I'd just allowed myself and covered
in hot preteen spunk. I grabbed my dad's polaroid camera and took a picture
of my still-hard dick, stomach, and chest, with my grin just barely in
frame. The photo came out and while I waited for it to develop, I used my
boxers to wipe the cum up off my hairless body and shut down the
computer. I hid the disk and polaroid in one of the high shelves in my
walk-in closet. Months before, dad had found a Victoria's Secret catalog
and Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue under my bed along with the sex ed
book. I knew because he'd taped a note to one of the covers. It said, "Find
a better hiding spot. - Dad."

It was around midnight when Mom and Dad got home. I was on the living room
couch, lightly playing with myself again through my PJ pants when I heard
the key in the front door. I'd been watching Sex Appeal on VH1, a
compilation of sexually suggestive music videos. I immediately hit "Play"
on the VCR tape player. But by the time they had walked in and made it to
the side of the house where I was, Dances with Wolves was playing on the
TV. I'd planned ahead and had the tape set to the last 20 or so minutes of
the 3-hour movie. It had a short sex scene which I wanted them to think was
why I was watching it. The movie was my alibi. Neither of my parents had
ever said anything specific leading up to tonight, but it felt wise to not
give them reason to know how excited I was to be left alone in the house
with internet access.

Covering my tracks would soon become an incredibly useful skill.

They'd clearly had a few drinks and kept giggling whenever they looked at
each other. Dad disappeared into the kitchen to put left-overs away as Mom
came over and kissed me on the forehead. She asked if I'd had a good night
and I told her I did while I hugged her waist. She and Dad were in their
early 40s and in decent shape. She wasn't "model-fit" but she was firm and
curvy with lots of energy, which made her at least feel younger than other
moms. She was about 5'4", with long, wavy dark hair, and she always smelled
amazing. Tonight, the liquor on her breath drew my attention to her scent
even more. It smelled grown-up, and a little dirty, even. She turned to see
what I was watching and without even thinking, my gaze drifted to my mom's
body in her skin-tight black dress. My eyes followed the lines of her. I
drank in the sight of her, from her elegant shoulders, across her back and
thick bubble ass, and down to her legs. She had thick thighs, and her
calves were out of this world. Finally, my gaze found its way to her
feet. Black heels. Shit. Suddenly I was thinking about the woman in the
picture from earlier and my cock twitched inside my PJ pants.

Dad stood about 5'9" with a firm build, he kept his salt & pepper hair and
beard short which suited him very well. When he walked in from the kitchen,
I asked if I could sleep in the living room after I finished the movie
since it wasn't a school night. They agreed without protest and without a
word, Dad threw mom over his shoulder, smacked her on the butt and carried
her off to bed. She playfully called out "goodniiiight" and waved before
they disappeared around the corner. I finished the movie and flipped
channels for a while before I started hearing familiar sounds coming from
down the hallway. I desperately wanted to cum to the sound of my dad
fucking my mother good and hard. I sat on the end of the couch closest to
the hallway and started tugging at myself while I listened to my father
ravage Mom.

I pictured him naked on top of Mom as she wore nothing but her black heels
now pointed in the air and wrapping around his waist. Again, the woman from
the picture came to mind. I thought about what it would be like to have her
and my mom on their knees right now, sucking on me and teasing my ass. Then
I imagined myself as the boy being eaten from behind, but with Dad doing
the eating. Fuck, why was I getting so horny? Mom? Fine, sure,
whatever. I'm a perverted pre-teen and she was a gorgeous brunette with
great tits and a thick ass. But my dad?? In the span of a few hours, I'd
gone from considering myself straight to being clearly bi-curious... for my
own father! I kept getting hornier and harder until I was beating my meat
in sync with the sound of my dad pounding my mother's pussy. As I got
closer and closer, I tried thinking of the pictures I saw again, the shower
this morning... Finally, as I whispered to myself "...daddy," my cock
erupted as several spurts of cum splatted onto my pelvis and leaked down my
fist.

After a short time, I was able to pull myself off the couch and clean
myself up. I returned to the couch where I fell fast asleep. My balls may
have been empty, but my mind was brimming with questions about my
sexuality...