Date: Fri, 14 Jun 2019 01:16:26 +0000 From: Beau Kramer Subject: Sissyboy Besties (gay adult-youth) Sissyboy Besties (gay adult-youth) By Beautiful Creamer I don't do this stuff and you shouldn't either. What you should do is contribute to nifty.org. One - Hello, Beautiful! "Come along, William," the lovely woman with the exasperated expression said to her reluctant son. "Must you always make things difficult?" William whimpered a bit at that modest insult. It wasn't true. He didn't make everything difficult for his mother and father. He just didn't like being pushed into socializing. His mother and father knew he was shy – achingly shy. Yet they kept trying to match him up with boys his age so he would have a "best friend." A bestie would be nice, William admitted to himself. But not at the cost of "socializing" with strangers. That day, they were supposed to be spending the afternoon with Mrs. Spermworthy and her son, James. William's Mom and James's Mom had been college roommates and "besties." One month earlier, James's Mom, James's Daddy and James had relocated to William's town. William's Mom took that as a sign from the universe that her son and her friend's son could pair up and become the friends neither had ever had. By the age of 12, if you've never had a bestie, it should be time to panic. But like William, James saw nothing wrong with being a solo act. That was about to change. But not until William had scorched the earth a bit. He whined. He cried. He literally dragged his heels. And he questioned his mother. With good reason, as it turned out. "Mom, why did you dress me like this to meet that, that person? My shorts are too short and they're made of some filmy material that feels funny. Why am I wearing these stupid frilly socks and single-strap, Mary Jane shoes? Girlish shoes?" "James will be dressed like you, Honey," Mom said. "His mother and I wanted you boys to look non-threatening to each other, since you're both so shy." An inaccurate explanation, but mildly plausible. Plausible enough to at least reassure William that his Mom was still mostly sane. Half-surrendering to the inevitable, William still fidgeted and fussed as his Mom rang the doorbell. It opened and a woman as stunningly beautiful as William's Mom appeared. They hugged. Mom dragged William in. Introduced him to James's Mom. William avoided eye contact. Instead, he looked to his left. And saw someone peeking out from behind a window curtain. Someone William's age. Someone male. Someone as beautiful as William. Oh dear. Was that James? The little ninny was as shy as William was! Maybe the day wouldn't be a total loss. It was always good to find someone worse off than you are. Despite himself, William couldn't break eye contact with James. James had the most brilliant, blue eyes. And the boy's face, what William could see of it, was exquisite. William knew he was beautiful. A couple of dozen men (obviously pervs) had told him that over the years. But William may have just seen his beauty match. Consider the situation. Two severely shy boys didn't seem to be looking away from each other. James had even dropped the curtain and was fully visible to William. Oh my! James was dressed as William was. Sissyish!! And he pulled it off very well. Oh dear. One of William's hormones awoke from its 12-year slumber. Then another. Two hormones began to rub against each other. Oh dear. William felt something odd stirring. His prick!! What was it doing? He had the oddest feelings. In his groin. In his nipples. In his brain. And then, and I'm not making this up, William got an erection! His first from mere stimuli! Totally unexpected. Totally unwelcome. Totally embarrassing. He looked down and saw his tented sissy shorts. Oh, why hadn't mother let him wear jeans or something that day? The soft material clung to his penis. Almost outlining it for anyone looking. Was James looking? Oh no! He was!! William was mortified. James would think that William's shameful stiffie was because he was looking at James. And having impure thoughts. Gay thoughts! James would tell his mother, who would tell William's mother and William would be exiled to a penal colony or something. It was the worst! The ultimate... Wait. William looked over at James and lowered his gaze to James's penile area. Huh? James was stiff "down there" too. Just as William was. Maybe more so. Was James gay? He must be, William thought, if James was erected in William's presence. Maybe James had been looking at filthy pictures just before William arrived. William knew that some of the bad boys in his school looked at filthy pictures and got erections. That must be it. No. It couldn't be. William wasn't looking at filthy pictures and he was erect just from looking at James. So William excited James and James excited William? It appeared so. What a weird development. But not as horrible as William had conjectured moments earlier. William gathered himself and, in a great feat of courage, looked at James, and uttered the word that began his new life. "Hi." James gave William a half smile and said, "Hi." At which point, the mothers, who missed none of what just happened but pretended to be oblivious, herded the boys into the dining room, where James's Mom had prepared lunch. The ladies seated the boys side by side and the women sat across. The boys didn't really talk to each other. Just gave each other poignant stares. They wanted something from each other, even then. They didn't know what yet. But they wanted something. The moms knew what the pretty boys wanted. And they wanted to make sure that they got it. When everyone had finished pretending to eat, James's Mom said, "Why don't you show William your room, James? We'll clean up here and we won't bother you for at least four hours. That should give you a little time to get acquainted." Oh! Alone with each other? For four hours? Unsupervised? What would they do? A stray image of what they might do invaded James's mind. He and William were wearing only their underpants! Staring at each other without touching. They were both trembling. Both afraid to make the first move. Though the first move had already moved by getting almost naked. James's prick was throbbing. And so was William's Maybe one of them would dig deep and man up on that "first move" thing. But it wasn't going to happen in the dining room. All they had was a vision. So the boys scurried up to James's room. James locked the door. And they were alone. For four hours. With erections that were giving them urgent instructions. Two – Following instructions Other than "hi," the boys' had been mum. Who would change that? William decided that he would. He took a deep breath and opened his mouth to speak, and... "You're very pretty, William," James blurted out. William gasped. James thought he was pretty. Oh dear. William's prick was hardening again. A boy just told William that he thought William was pretty. Boys didn't do that. Not shy boys. Not "straight" boys. James must be gay, William thought. How did William feel about that? He was OK with it. Even though the gay thing must be contagious, since William's prick was becoming outrageous. What should William say back? He wanted to say something, since it was clear that the boys were having a moment. A moment that William was enjoying despite his various discomforts. Instead of saying something, however, William's instinct told him to show, not tell. William reached out and held James's left hand in his right hand. The feeling was electric – for them both. History has not recorded who kissed whom first. But they kissed. With closed mouth, but full body hugs. Including rubbing clothed stiffy against closed stiffy. Oh! Neither boy had felt anything half as good in his young life. James took the initiative on opening his mouth for tongue-kissing. After a desperate 15 minutes of saliva-swapping, William surprised both of them by dropping his pants and underpants. James moaned and followed suit. Naked from the waist down, they frantically got naked from the head down. "The bed," James gasped. And there they were. Naked! Kissing and groping. A bit clumsily at first. But learning with each passionate second. William touched James's prick first. Rubbing it as they kissed. Not jerking it or pistoning it. More like caressing it. Actually bringing James to tears from the immeasurable pleasure. The boys acted as if they had just emerged from a lifelong prison. A hoosegow of their own making, of course, but the walls had been just as high and thick. James broke the kiss and gasped out, "Something's happening. Don't stop, please." William redoubled his caresses of James's sweet penis. Loving the way James was reacting. William, the former schlump, was giving someone immense pleasure. Someone beautiful. Someone who was sure to reciprocate. Neither was prepared for the first orgasm of James's life. James screamed as he creamed. Which scared William. Had William hurt him? And what was that stuff that was hurling from James's peehole? It wasn't pee. William watched wide-eyed as James succumbed to his erotic agony. When it became clear that James wasn't going to die, William investigated. He watched James's prick deflate. He watched the last gooey drops slither from James's sissypole. He touched some of the "stuff" that James had shot. It was creamy and slushy. William fought an urge to taste it, lest James think William too gay. Instead, he lay on his back and opened his legs, giving James full access to a reciprocal action. James accepted the invitation. Quickly and eagerly. And somewhat differently. James, who had been shy all his life, was following his other instincts. You know the ones. The ones that say, "Go for it! Damn the torpedoes! Full speed ahead!" We usually tell those instincts to be quiet, don't we? James chose otherwise. One time six months earlier, James had entered his parents' bedroom unannounced. And witnessed something he couldn't erase from his memory. Daddy was on his back on the bed. Naked from the waist down. Mom was wearing her shortest nightgown and was kneeling at Daddy's side. Bent over. Mom had Daddy's penis in her mouth! Licking it! Kissing it! Sucking it! Daddy appeared to be enjoying it VERY much! Thank goodness James was able to back out without them noticing him. James had thought about that sight many times. Wonderstruck that people did that sort of thing to and for each other. And wondering what it would have been like if Mom had seen James, stopped sucking Daddy's penis, and invited James to take her place. The naughtiest of naughties. Would James have accepted? Oh yes. He had no doubts. But such an opportunity would never arise. Right? This was a different opportunity. A delicious one. And James was not about to miss it. James positioned William on his back, then knelt at William's side. He kissed William on his sweet lips, then bent over and took William's prick in his mouth! Oh! William didn't want to bring the mothers crashing through the door on a rescue mission, but he couldn't help crying out. The pleasure was that intense. James was licking the underside of William's tasty knob. A man's most sensitive spot. William was moaning with delight. Holding James's head gently in his hands as his lover loved him. William wriggled gently, lest he dislodge James from his delightful task. He whimpered. He moaned. He squealed several times as James licked "that spot" non-stop for six minutes and 43 seconds. Perhaps he should have been considering the consequences of his surrender to "the Love whose name must not be spoken." Instead, all he could think about was the sweet agony building in his testicles. And then, erotic furor slammed into the sweet, virginal angel. William arched his back. His beautiful face was contorted with erotic torment. He screamed out his joy. And he spunked! Long! And hard! The first spurt leapt six inches. The second went 18 inches. The third through sixth rocketed beyond measurement. Seven through eight were reduced to seven and four stringy inches. Nine and ten oozed out just as James capped William's knob with his mouth and licked it lovingly. William stared at James going all pistony on William's defeated dick. And he began to cry. James looked up and saw his new bestie crying. He moved to comfort him. "What's the matter, Honey?" James asked William. William gasped. No one had called him Honey since he was six. William sobbed once more, then said, "I'm happy. I've never been happy before. And it's all because of you. Do I love you? I must love you." James smiled. "It may be too early to talk of love, Sweetie. But I think we're headed there. Would you like to love me the way I just loved you?" William smiled broadly. "Would I? You bet. I just hope I do it right." James lay on his back and pointed his three-quarters-stiff penis at William. William had performance anxiety, even though there's really no wrong way lick one's bestie's throbbing knob. James was so beautiful. And William wanted to suck James's penis so badly. So he did. The young beauty licked the knob of the other young beauty. James proved equal to William in expressing his pleasure. And the pleasure was genuine. William was a natural cocksucker. And James was a natural screamer-while-creaming. What an amazing four hours they had. The exhausted, balls-dry boys were mindful of the clock. Getting dressed a full three minutes before William's Mom knocked on the door to collect William to go home. No way she would suspect, the boys thought. They had made James's bed. Opened the window to refresh the air. Dressed in outside clothes. William's Mom, who had three brothers and a husband, knew what cum smelled like. And she knew that a spermapalooza had just taken place. Good, she thought. The plan that she and James's Mom had concocted was working well. William followed his Mom and James downstairs. It sure seemed that the moms weren't aware of the galaxy-shattering events that had just taken place. Just to be sure, William and James shook hands as they parted. James's Mom couldn't help but say, "I'm glad that you two seem to be getting along. James will be sleeping over with William tomorrow night. If that's OK with you, William." William almost cheered. His shy, I-don't-want-to-be-here demeanor cracked visibly. But he recovered in two seconds and said, "OK, I guess." He gave James a look that said, I can't wait until tomorrow night to swallow more of your sperm. You know the look. James gave him a similar look. And William and William's Mom went home. Three – Literature review William hardly noticed his Mom and Daddy that night as they ate supper. All he could think about was James. Beautiful James. James's beautiful face - his beautiful body – his beautiful cock. Sigh. Was William in love? It appeared he was. Was William gay? That seemed to be a strong possibility. Did that gay notion bother William? Not at that moment. Gay was no big deal, William decided. If he had to be gay to swap sperm with James, then it was ok to be gay. William excused himself after supper, claiming homework and tiredness. In truth, he just wanted to lie in bed, close his eyes, and dream about what he and James would be doing in his bed the next night. So imagine his surprise when he saw what he saw in the middle of his bed! Someone (it had to be Mom or Daddy) had placed three pairs of girlish panties on William's bed. The kind of panties girls wear! And sissies!! But that wasn't all. There were three filthy pieces of pederastic, pernicious, penis pornography! "Sissy Boy" magazine!!! Fanned out so that William could see the covers of each piece of degenerate, disgusting drivel. Left to right, as William perused each: 1) a copy of the flagship (or fagship as some suggested) "Sissy Boy" magazine, sporting a cover that proclaimed: "Boys in Love Issue". The cover photo was of two bedded boys every bit as beautiful as William and James. They were naked. And erect. Kissing. Spurting tsunamis of boy's cream. Oh dear! William was erect too. 2) a copy of "Sissy Boy Nine" that showed a naked man and boy who was apparently only nine years old. Three years younger than William! The man had his cock BURIED in the boy's bumhole! And rather than screaming for the police and an ambulance, the boy was smiling at the man and shooting his boyish cream from his tiny tickler. Oh double dear! Men could FUCK boys?!?! With their massive cocks?!?! In the boys' tiny holes?!?! Boys as young as nine?!?! And the boys could live?!?! 3) a copy of another spinoff, "Sissy Boy Lingerie," whose cover depicted a lovely (and I mean lovely) young boy in pink stockings, garters, and tiny, filmy babydoll!! The boy was staring at the reader and saying, "Thank you so much for the pretty things, Mr. Bumrider. I hope you'll fuck me now." William was gasping so hard that he couldn't manage a triple dear. And his libido was so sparked that he shot his sissy juices into his underpants! Although that may not have been the best moment to try to make sense of what was happening to him, it was clear that William's parents had decided that the cure for William's crippling silence was to turn him into a gay little cocksucker on his way to taking big cocks up his bum. And William was OK with that. More than OK. He shucked off his spermy underpants, grabbed the "Sissy Boy" issue where men fuck boys, and lay down on his bed. Touching his recovering cock as he reviewed the material and considered his future with wild surmise. Four – All in all, a very good day The next morning, William's feelings vacillated between huge discomfort and high anticipation. He anticipated a sleepover-to-end-all-sleepovers with James that coming evening, which had him vibrating with a new feeling – lust. But, even more so than ever, William was unable to meet his parents' eyes. They KNEW William was a cocksucking little sissyboy (and had been one for almost 20 hours). They took steps to educate William's sissyboyhood with wildly gay propaganda and panties – the latter of which William just couldn't resist wearing that morning. They seemed to be encouraging William to wear lingerie and have sex with men. Not just with James. And the sex they were aiming William at was far beyond William's imagination. The boys in those magazines had their nipples sucked! Their nipples!! In one picture, a man was licking and sucking a pretty boy's pretty toes! And that was the mild stuff. Men and boys were licking each other's bumholes!!! Sticking their fingers into bumholes!!! And [gasp!] men were thrusting their cocks into boys' bumholes!!!!! And the boys LIKED it! No, they LOVED it! How could William ever...? Though William had to admit that that picture of that pretty boy in stockings and garters playing hostess to his manfriend's enormous cock made William shoot his sperm without even touching himself. William wasn't expressing any of that to his parents. So his Daddy spoke up. "You and James are the prettiest boys in a 100-mile radius, William, but you were both lonely and miserable. Your mother and I knew the surest, quickest, most endurable way to popularity and happiness. So we're helping you take it." So, William thought. Cards on the table. OK. Should he say something? Yes. "Thank you, Mom and Daddy for introducing me to James. We're already besties and I can't wait to get together with him tonight and do `friendly things.' But Mom and Daddy, I don't know if I want to do the other things in those magazines. I don't know if I can." Mom and Daddy looked at each other in relief. William's was the perfect response. Mom spoke. "Of course, Honey. No one will ever make you do anything. If you want to be with men later on, you'll know it and we can help. Meanwhile, I'm sure you saw things in those magazines that you'll want to do with James tonight. It's time for school. Off you go." William hugged Mom, then Daddy. Oh dear. Did Daddy have an erection? Surprisingly, William wasn't grossed out by that. When William arrived at school, he saw James standing at the door. Apparently waiting for William. And smiling when he saw him. The boys didn't want to be too obvious about their torrid little love affair, so they only nodded at each other and walked without touching toward their first classes. As William turned to enter his classroom, James whispered a time and place for them to meet during that day. During the lunch period. William's face flushed with lust and he nodded his agreement. The morning dragged. William anticipated his rendez-vous with a mixture of lust and fear. What if they were CAUGHT doing gay things?!?!? On school grounds? Shouldn't they just wait until that evening? James was clearly the bolder of the couple. And William didn't want to look like a scaredy cat. So he showed. And followed James to a secluded spot in the woods behind the school. Which turned out to be less secluded than they thought. As James led the way into the woods, the boys saw two sixth graders (a year younger than our heroes) fully naked and fully kissing. William had barely time to gasp when he saw an eighth grader standing with his pants down as a kneeling seventh grader sucked his cock. Oh my! William and James weren't the only sissyboys in school, it seemed. Good to know. James had apparently reconnoitered the chosen spot because it was private enough that James got fully naked instantly. William followed his lover's lead. Oh! Two hungry, naked, sexually enflamed boys kissed and groped and caressed each other frantically! Rubbing cocks against bare bellies! Although "Lust-Crazed William" was in charge of our beautiful protagonist at that moment, "Cautious William" was able to form a thought. The naked boys needed to be dressed, clean and in class in 37 minutes. So they had better get spunking right away, William reasoned. Clearly, the deepest pleasure comes from delaying orgasms, but William and James didn't really know that yet. And they didn't care. They dove into a headlong search for as many cumloads they could dump and still get to class with a sliver of their hetero reputations intact. So William slid to his knees and took James's delicious penis into his hungry mouth. He began to lick the knob in a most lascivious manner (as they used to say in Victorian porn). James whimpered his pleasure. But William wasn't finished. William wanted his lover to spunk now and soon after. And he had studied the literature his parents had graciously offered. James yelped as he felt something totally unfamiliar. And completely welcome. William had slipped a rude middle finger into James's delicious bumhole! The first object to enter same since an enema nozzle when he was six. Unlike that early, unpleasant experience, James gasped with amazed delight. William was moving his naughty finger around most deliciously. And the boy's tonguish attentions to James's most vulnerable spot were driving poor James half mad with lust. Mindful of the time constraints, James made no attempt to hold back his orgasm, and he soon filled William's eager mouth with the best lunch he had ever had. James tried not to scream. He really did. But it was all so exciting. Did the other sissyboys in the woods, hear James's oration? James didn't know. And didn't care. He was committed to his new life as a gay little sissyboy – William's gay little sissyboy – and didn't care who knew it. William felt the same way. He licked James clean, swallowed and licked up the cream from his own mouth, then stood and awaited his own trip to paradise. James did not disappoint. The pretty sissy was on his knees licking and sucking his bestie's prickhead with full, loving gusto. And, of course, entered William's bumhole with an inquisitive finger. William liked that. Who wouldn't? Neither lad had yet been informed about the joys of the prostate and neither young adventurer had discovered that coveted prize through random fingerings. But bum-fingering while cocksucking is still pretty darned good, eh? William thought so. He blew his guts down his lover's throat. Then the young beauties gave each other a delightful round two. They then dressed hastily and hustled back just in time for their afternoon class. Thinking that their sexy secrets were still concealed. No. All that afternoon, the two beauties were getting hot stares from the other boy students. William and James blushed. And, at first, were concerned about their reputations. As it turned out, their reputations had been greatly enhanced, not tarnished. At least ten boys had seen William and James enter the woods where only one activity takes place. Word got around quickly that the two most beautiful boys in school were FINALLY getting with the program. Yes, everyone wanted some of that William and James stuff. That realization eventually took hold with our heroes. And it pleased them greatly. The shy ducklings had become glorious swans and everyone would soon know it. Five – A magnificent night Oh the delight of being alone, unhurried, unbothered and unclothed with the person one loves! William and James oozed with delight as they stripped bare, then kissed standing up by the side of William's bed. Rational decision-making is rare at such moments. So it was fortunate that decisions were few. William disengaged himself from James's hot embrace just long enough to reach onto his bed and grab two tiny, babydoll nighties that William's parents had provided for the two beauties. A pink little confection and a naughty black version. Oh dear. If they put those on, they would be taking yet another step down the road toward cock-hungry, cum-swallowing, submissive, simpering sissyboyhood. Which was exactly the plan, wasn't it? James giggled as he slipped on the pink babydoll. William gasped. His lover looked even more edible! William hustled to don the black negligee. No cumbersome panties for either of them. Oh dear. The boys just had to find a mirror. Fifteen preening, posing minutes of self-adoration later, our sissies were totally confident of their deliciousness, thus assured of a life of endless adoration and stunning orgasms. A very good situation. Of course their little cocks were outrageous – both from self-admiration and the sight of their delectable lovers. William grabbed James's hand and led him to the bed. Oh! Kissing. Groping. Loving. William made the first really bold move of that magnificent evening. He lay on his back and positioned his lover so that James was kneeling, knees on either side of William's shoulders – facing William's feet. James was perplexed, but submissive. Then William directed James to ease his bumhole down to William's pretty mouth. Just the way that the man doing all those naughties in that "Sissy Boy Lingerie" magazine did to that babydolled boy. James squealed when he felt William's tongue invade his pucker! It was so unexpected. So delightful. And so dirty. As we know regarding sex, if it's not dirty, you're not doing it right. Another big step down the road to complete depravity. And a very nice one. The boys were just beginning to get acquainted with the array of pleasures of the anus. Many other, more complex anal delights awaited them in their near future. But even the "easy stuff" was amazingly enjoyable. James's testicles thought so. They blasted off their appreciation four minutes and 22 seconds after William began his "archeology." James repositioned himself on top of William's body. Kissing William's anus-flavored tongue hungrily as he smeared William's babydoll with James's love juices. James then did something else new to their loving repertoire. He held William's ballsack in his fairy fingers, kissed each sphere tenderly, then began to give each one a loving suck. Very nice. Especially when James slid one, then TWO(!) fingers into his love's butt as he mouth-adored William's balls and prick knob. This delightful exchange of debauchery went on for 93 minutes before an odd event. The lads were kissing after a furious orgasm by one of them. Their nighties were up, exposing their nipples. James began to lick and suck William's nipples, just as the man in "Sissy Boy Nine" did to that young lad. And then the bedroom door opened. The boys jumped. Was it the gay bureau of investigation (the GBI)? No. It was William's Daddy. Trying to look as if he were making a routine welfare check. But when he saw that awesome tableau of sissy lust and beauty, his flushed face and erect, though clothed penis couldn't be hidden. "Everything OK, fellas?" the concerned parent asked. "Can I get you some water or anything?" Of course Daddy was hoping that William and James would say, "Why don't you get those clothes off and join us, Daddy?" But the boys weren't quite ready for that yet. So William managed to say, "We're fine, Daddy. Thank you." Daddy lingered a few moments longer than normal, then said, "OK. See you tomorrow morning." And he was gone. William and James giggled. Then went back to nipple sucking as the exquisite exploration continued. It was a better night than one could expect in one's lifetime. And the fun had only begun. Six – Sissysat Ouch! That was William's first thought when he awoke the next morning. His balls ached the way you would if someone asked you to do more than you were able to do. The pretty boys' sperm dried up by their third orgasm of that night. But their erections didn't. And a dry orgasm is still an orgasm. William decided that that particular "ouch" was not life-threatening. So he looked at the clock, saw that they had an hour before they needed to arise to get ready for school, and decided to see if a five-hour testicle rest would allow more sperm to escape his nut bag Who says American kids are lagging in science? They just need the right experiments. The boys sucked each other and swallowed their sweet creamy discharges, then jumped in the shower together so the kids at school didn't think that William and James had spent the night sleeping in the men's room of a porn theater. They were clean and smell-free when they arrived at school that day. But the other boys smelled "sissyboy" on them anyway. So our lads spent the day being chatted up by a dozen or so of their schoolmates. A new, and intriguing development for the former shy guys. Neither was jealous that boys were "after" their lover. To tell the truth, they enjoyed the attention. And even considered some of the naughty offers aimed their way. But what they really liked about school that day was the knowledge that their parents had surely arranged for another night of wild passion for them that very Friday evening. A loving spunk session that they hoped would last the entire weekend. And their vision was almost right. The boys said their goodbyes at dismissal time. Then fended off many offers by smitten lads to carry their books home from school. When William got home, he expected his mom to tell him to get ready for a sleepover at James's that night. No. The discordance began when William saw that Daddy was home from work early. Daddy was never home from work early. Then William saw the two packed overnight bags that Daddy was carrying out to the car. Were they going somewhere? With William, of course. Mom cleared up part of the mystery by saying, "Daddy and I are going on a romantic getaway weekend, William. We waited until you got home to tell you." Wow! Mom and Daddy never went away for the weekend. Did that mean that William would be spending the whole weekend at James's house? In James's bed? With James? Yes!!! NOOOOO!! "We have a babysitter for you this weekend, Honey," Mom said. Oh no! William would be staying with Grandma and Grandpa? He always stayed with them when Mom and Daddy went out. They were nice, but they smelled funny. And they might not understand why he and James would be having screaming orgasms all night. Then the hammer fell. "We got Tommy next door to babysit you, William," Daddy said. "He's a good kid and he was eager for the job. He'll be here any..." [Ding dong} "That must be him now." As Daddy walked to the door to let Tommy in, William felt the world crash into him. William had known Tommy all his life. The sixteen-year-old had always been very nice and friendly to William, but Tommy wasn't James!! William wanted James!!!! Disappointment! Disillusionment! Disaster! No James all weekend? No spectacular orgasms? No LOVE? William was near tears when he saw Tommy enter that house. But then it happened. Tommy looked at William. Right into William's gorgeous, blue eyes. And William saw something he would see many times in his future life. Tommy WANTED William! Oh dear! Was it hot in the house? Somehow the parents disappeared and Tommy and William were sitting on the couch eating pizza. Not really eating pizza. More like pretending to eat to avoid what they both knew but hadn't said yet. Tommy was a very handsome young man, William thought. Very buff. Very interested in William. William decided to let Tommy make the first move. Assuming that occurred sometime before Sunday evening. The first move was actually made at 6:02 p.m. Friday. "You're so beautiful, William," Tommy said as he looked directly into William's eyes. "I've always wanted you. Your mother tells me you have a friend your age who has been the right kind of friend to you. I would like to be that kind of friend to you too." William looked all kind of shy and surprised at that. But then he tilted his head back, dropped his slice of pizza and parted his lips. The universal signal (with or without pizza) for "Hurry up and kiss me, you impetuous lover." Tommy read the signal perfectly. First he took William's right hand into his own, kissed each fingertip, then placed that hand on Tommy's chest. Tommy leaned forward and, almost reverently, brushed his lips against William's. Oh! That was SO erotic! William almost creamed his panties (yes, he was wearing panties) right then. But wait. There's more. Lots more. Tommy then leaned in and gave William a full, tongueless kiss. Hot. Very hot, But not scorching. The singeing came when Tommy added his tongue to the oral proceedings. William shuddered with lust. He had never been kissed like that. Kissed like a boy submitting to a skilled, experienced man. Even if that man was only 16 years old. William whimpered as Tommy explored William's mouth with his tongue. He swooned when Tommy added an embrace to the adventure. Good gravy. William was almost cumming. And then he was. HEAVING out his creamies, just from Tommy's kisses and caresses. Tommy was delighted. So that was how the weekend would be going, he thought. Tommy was sure that he would be fucking William by noon on Saturday. His estimate was wildly pessimistic. William was dropping his drawers and sliding out of his wet panties. Baring all for his man. His man matched him stitch for stich. And there they were. Still tongue kissing, but naked. And Tommy was doing what one does while kissing one's naked lover. His finger was up William's butthole!! His EDUCATED finger. Touching. Just touching William's prostate. Delighted at William's gasps of erotic amazement. It was clear to Tommy that William had never had a proper session of prostate torment. Tommy was thrilled to be given the privilege of being the first to reduce his dream sissyboy to a smoldering glob of erotic agony. Tommy tickled William's prostate ever so slightly. William screamed as if he were being eviscerated alive. Perfect. William liked it. He really liked it. Tommy added a second finger and began a series of random, excruciatingly unpredictable rubs on his lover's sex walnut. William screamed when Tommy struck home; whimpered when Tommy paused. Perfect. Tommy built William up to the brink of spermal expulsion, then halted to let the boy's eyes fill with tears of lustful need. When Tommy determined that William had "suffered" enough, he rubbed the boy's love spot constantly, saying, "You're the most beautiful boy on earth, do you know that? I'm half in love with you and I haven't even fucked you yet. I'm going to fuck you – rub my big, hot, hard, thick cock up against what I'm rubbing now and you're going to... Oh. I think you're..." William was in fact "...ing." Hard. His head thrown back. Tears streaming from his beautiful eyes. Cum drooling, not spurting, from his untouched cock in a torrent of appreciation for Tommy's loving attentions. "Oh, Tommy!" William squealed as the sperm purge went on and on. William had only been Tommy's special friend for half an hour and already the older boy had made major contributions to William's ejaculation education. William was thrilled. Delighted. Delirious. And yes, just a bit guilty. If guilt is ever going to get you, it will happen right after a ballbuster orgasm. William was CHEATING on James. Really CHEATING! And loving it. Poor James. He was probably home at that moment. Playing some lame board game with his mother and father. Dreaming dreams of William. Balls aching. While William was enjoying life. Really enjoying life at last. Wait. Wasn't this whole thing a setup by William's parents? And James's parents? Wasn't Tommy carefully chosen to be William's "tutor?' Wasn't the whole "parents away for the weekend" thing as fishy as a seafood restaurant? That meant that James was being tutored at that very moment by someone like Tommy. And enjoying it too, I'll bet, the momentarily jealous William thought. But then all thoughts of jealousy dissipated. It seemed that Tommy was licking up as much of William's cum flood as he could. Especially those shy drops that were hiding under William's foreskin. Oh! Seven – Fucked Ninety minutes later, after lots of kissing and a ballbuster of a blowjob by William's warm, wet mouth on Tommy's big sissypleaser, it appeared that Tommy was ready to fuck William. And William was more than ready to be fucked. Or so he thought. "I'm going to fuck you now, my sweet darling," Tommy said to William. "But we'll do this in stages. First, I want you to give me a really hard erection. Can you do that for me, Honey?" William chafed at that a bit. Of course he could give Tommy a big stiffie. At that moment of his life, he was convinced he could give any man a big, hard stiffie. But he wanted to play along with his lover. William's eyes got big. He looked at Tommy and said, "I'll try." Which was so innocently licentious that Tommy stiffened to three quarters without William doing anything. William had already given Tommy a very nice BJ, but he had been so overpowered by lust at that moment that he hadn't given Tommy's cock the inspection and respectful admiration it deserved. Tommy had a very nice cock for a boy his age. It was 6.57 hard inches with a nice vein down the left side. The knob was exquisitely thick, which can be a delight or a torment to the receptor. Tommy sat on the side of the bed as William fell to his knees, head between Tommy's thighs. William touched the warm, smooth shaft and oohed at its beauty. He rubbed his little hand along the length of Tommy's prick and smiled softly when Tommy gasped. William wanted to wrap his mouth around Tommy's wet knob and make him cum right then. In William's mouth. Yum! But William knew that he was just prepping Tommy for the Big Event – the destruction of William's troublesome anal virginity. A sharp pang of fear stabbed at William's gut as he licked slowly, all around the knob. How would that tennis-ball-sized object ever fit into William "down there?" His rational mind flashed back to the "Sissy Boy Lingerie" issue where "Mr. Buttblaster" savaged pink-babydoll-clad Erin and Erin seemed to be having the best time ever. Well, if Erin could do it... Wait... Maybe a pink babydoll would make it all go more smoothly. But where? William wondered if... William excused himself from his duties for a moment and sped over to his dresser drawers. Oh my! He was right. His parents had filled one drawer with just panties and babydolls. And there was a pink one. William slid the little prickteaser on. Circled the bed on the side away from where Tommy was sitting. And lay on his back. Knees up. Ready for teenage penis. Once again, Tommy was amazed at his good luck. William wasn't the first sissyboy Tommy had made love to. Actually he was the eighth. Wait – the ninth. But he was the prettiest. Tommy had brought ample Spermbutt Anal Lubricant for the weekend, but he knew that, for the first time, the old ways are the best. Tommy pulled up a chair next to the bed, repositioned William so that he was on all fours, ass in Tommy's face, then began to lick out William's scrumptious ass! Oh yeah! That was the stuff! The real deal! William wiggled and bucked. Crying and whimpering as his world view was modified forever. Tommy got things nice and wet back there, then followed with some Spermbutt Anal Lubricant-glistened fingers. By that time, William was begging to be fucked. Tommy was happy to oblige. He quickly slathered Spermbutt Anal Lubricant onto his eager prick, stood, lined up his shot and entered William with just the knob. William gasped in obvious preparation for a scream of pain, but before he could do that. Tommy shoved the rest of his cock in. To the hairs. Yow. Perhaps a banshee complaining to a customer-service rep while being axe- murdered screamed more loudly. There is no audio evidence to compare. But it was loud, And a bit scary to Tommy, who didn't want William's bodily dissection to ruin their weekend. But William calmed when he felt that nice, fat prick rub his prostate. And William began to purr and squeal when the action got hotter. Fucking was fun!! William's pricklet agreed. Our lad cried out as a thousand daggers stabbed his balls with erotic fury and his cummy load gushed from William's peelips. The boy's bumhole contracted around the older boy's cock, which stirred Tommy's stones to expel their own load with delicious anguish. Wow! That was a very nice first fuck. Which led to a deeply loving interlude of kisses and cock-fondling, until Tommy was ready for the second inning. He laid his young lover onto his back, grabbed both his and William's penises in his right hand and rubbed heads together until both boys were in a proper dither. Since William's butt was already irrigated, Tommy assumed the missionary position and performed his mission. In and out. Repeat. Better, face-to—face kissing that way. Tongues. Oh! The second inning was a grand slam. As were the next seven innings and the extra innings that marked a weekend that would never be forgotten. Eight – Back with James To their credit, William's parents didn't ask him much about his weekend with Tommy when they returned late Sunday afternoon. They didn't need to. The place smelled like a British boarding school after lights out. And William and Tommy had permanent grins. As William kissed Tommy goodbye, with tongue, right in front of his parents, the young beauty was thinking mostly about sleep. He was exhausted. But sleep was not on the parental agenda. "James will be sleeping over tonight, Honey," William's Mom said. Normally, William would have been very happy to hear that. But he was so tired. His balls were all "good achey." And what if James hadn't had sex once all weekend and wanted William's body all night? Oh well. The things one does for love. Just as Tommy departed, James arrived. One look at James convinced William that he hadn't been the only one who had "gotten any" that weekend. James was grinning sexily at William. Not a grin that said, "I haven't had sex in HOURS and I'm so randy for you, Baby." No. It was a grin that said, "I got fucked all weekend and I can't wait to tell you about it. I hope you did too, but if you didn't, I'll still live." Wow. What great parents William and James had! The loving, limp-wristed lads greeted each other with a nice long kiss. When James broke the kiss, he surprised William by turning to William's parents and saying, "Thank you so much for being so understanding about our needs, Mr. and Mrs. Bumgate. We couldn't be happier, could we, William?" Wow! James had really come out of his shell. William was about to say so when he noticed James giving Wiliam's Daddy a look that said, "if you can find a way to get us alone, I could make it worth your while." Or at least that was how William saw it. Was James FLIRTING with Daddy? Did he want Daddy to FUCK him? Were he and James ready for men? Did they want to be ready for men? Thank goodness the blood that fed his brain rushed to his penis and he didn't have to think about that anymore. Naked wasn't good enough for them anymore though. They babydolled up and, at James's suggestion, added pink, pullup stockings. Just when they got into bed and were about to tell each other the story of their bacchanalian weekend, the bedroom door opened. It was Wiliam's Daddy! Which surprised William. But not James. James turned full frontal toward Daddy so that the man would get a good look at James's beautiful penis. The little tart! Why was Daddy here? James knew. He spoke up. "We really didn't say good night to you properly, did we, Mr. Bumgate?" Wiliam's Daddy cleared his throat and said. "That's right." And, taking a visual clue from James, Daddy sat in the room's only comfy chair. James hopped out of bed and plopped his beautiful, bare ass down on Daddy's right thigh. William was, in succession, horrified, intrigued, enflamed with lust. He sissied over to his Daddy and sat on the opposite thigh. James kissed Daddy goodnight first. Which gave William time to do something he had never imagined, but it seemed to be required by the situation. He unzipped Daddy's fly and extracted the man's cock. Oh my! It was big. And hot. And hard. Not to mention uncut and leaking lots of love juices. Just when William thought he had become as depraved as possible, he recognized that there was way more depravity to be had out there. Should he suck his Daddy's cock? He had better or that little tramp James would beat him to it. William slid to his knees and took Daddy's knob into his mouth. Yum! Wait. Daddy was moving. James had gotten off Daddy's lap and was waiting while Daddy dropped his pants. Daddy sat again. James returned to Daddy's lap, kissing him tonguily. William resumed his assault on the parental penis. William thought Daddy's cock was delicious. Daddy thought James's mouth was delicious. James thought he wanted to taste Daddy's balls as William sucked Daddy's knob. So he left Daddy's lap and insinuated his pretty head into Daddy's testicular region. Daddy liked saying goodnight to those boys. So did Daddy's cock. Though Daddy's cock was in a bit too much of a hurry. William got a nice mouthful of parental sperm after only four minutes. William shared the sperm with James through some tongue kissing that made the observer – Daddy – hard again. Was Daddy going to take turns fucking them all night? Then check into the emergency room – or the cemetery – in the morning. No such luck. Daddy hitched up his pants, thanked each boy with a hot kiss, then said, "Good night, boys. I'll be seeing you, James, tomorrow night." Oops. Did Daddy just reveal the agenda for the next night? Would William be fucked all night by James's Daddy and James fucked all night by Wiliam's Daddy? Probably, but let's see. When the door closed behind Daddy, James looked at William and asked, "Are you as crazy randy as I am right now?" William didn't really need to reply. He had just sucked off his Daddy. His own Daddy!!! And swallowed his cum!! Not only his Daddy, but the first man he had ever "intermingled" with. And that man had left before satisfying either boy's feral excitement. Clearly there was much to discuss and share about their weekends. But that could wait. William leapt into his bed, lay on his back, lifted his nightie above his nipples, lifted his stockinged legs and invited the conjugal visit of his bestie James. James joined his lover and they kissed hungrily as James assumed the top position. James slathered lots of something called Slickyboy Masturbation Cream onto his right hand and gathered both cocks in that hand. Arrow-point to arrow-point, Rubbing. Kissing. Gasping. Sighing. "Oh, James," William squealed as he spermed all over James's cock and hand. "I love you." James grunted out his own "I love you" to William as he comingled his sperm with William's and a lifelong bond was sealed. Not an exclusive bond. More like a "You're always my best piece of ass, but I like to see what's out there" bond. When discussion finally pushed to the front of the line, James listened enviously as William related his weekend of debauchery with Tommy. But James saved the big news for last. James had spent the weekend with his Daddy's cock up his ass. His own Daddy!!! The very Daddy who would be fucking William, with William's permission of course, that next evening! As James was enjoying the carnal favors of William's Daddy. Could anything be better? Please tell me what you think at bc20002015@hotmail.com