Date: Wed, 4 Aug 2010 12:47:13 -0700 (PDT) From: Beautiful Creamer Subject: Sissyboy Princesses 2 Sissyboy Princesses 2 By Beautiful Creamer The Princess Party By some people's reckoning, Lou Prickinson had a difficult time of it. Six months earlier, Lou's wife Lola had run off with the pizza deliveryman, leaving Lou with the "burden" of raising his three boys -- 11-year-old Jayden, ten-year-old Mason, and nine-year-old Landon -- alone. Lou didn't see the boys as a burden. The boys were the joy of his life. And being rid of Lola...that was the greatest joy of all. Still, Lou had been dealing with some very difficult feelings lately. Losing Lola had rearranged his perspective on a lot of things. Sexual things. Relationship things. Barring the invention of a new variety of female, Lou was convinced that he was through with women and all their nagging, manipulation and emasculation. But as a healthy, hunky, 33-year-old man, he still needed sex. So what were his options? Well, his options were NOT Jayden, Mason, or Landon. Incest was wrong. Right? Which was a shame. Lou's boys were as beautiful as those young pretties in Lou's favorite magazine -- "Sissy Boy." Maybe prettier. So Lou was living in a house with three beautiful boys who adored him, could, and probably would, give him endless, ball-wrenching sex. Except for that incest thing. Oh well. There was always Lou's imagination. His nightly visits to the pages of "Sissy Boy" and its spinoff magazines. And the parade of his boys' gorgeous friends who seemed to be all over his house several hours each day. Not that he would ever touch any of those pretty angels either. That would be illegal as well as immoral. Only an inch or so less evil than incest. [Sigh] One fine Friday evening, Lou got all the boys ready for sleepies, kissed them good night, and toddled off to his room to consume the loveliness of the new issue of Sissy Boy. Which Lou hadn't yet opened. He always waited at least one hour after the boys were asleep before pulling out his bottle of Slickyboy masturbation oil and diving into the beautiful fantasy world between Sissy Boy's covers. Didn't want one of the little nippers walking in on Daddy shooting big spunk arcs while looking at a picture of a gorgeous, 10-year-old dollface boy in the throes of his own wrenching orgasm. Oh my. The new Sissy Boy cover was a stunner, as always. A red-haired little beauty was smiling at the camera through a thick mask of sperm. His own little tinkler had spunked all over his downy tummy and someone had also shot a large creamload onto the boy's extravagant nipples. "Devin's Princess Party" the cover proclaimed. Princess party? Lou would have to see about that. Anticipating his greatest moments of that day, Lou rubbed the Slickyboy up and down his huge cock and wondered for the millionth time whether that effing pizzaman's had been big enough to lure Lola away. Oh well. Time to read and shoot. Lou was just about to open the magazine when he froze in terror at the sound of, "Oooooh, Daddy! What are you doing?" It was Jayden, Lou's oldest. Looking at his Daddy's fat erection. Oiled and ready for some world-class masturbation. And that incriminating, filthy, homosexual, pederastic masterpiece in full view. Before Daddy could cover up, Jayden giggled. Which wasn't what a guy wants to hear when someone looks at his stiffie. Then..."Oooh, Daddy! You have a boner! A huge boner." That was better, but still ridiculously awkward. Lou should cover up and shoo Jayden out. But Jayden said, "My friend Coley says his Daddy gets boners and he helps his Daddy get rid of them. Because boners are painful if you don't. He told me how he does it, Daddy." The moment of truth. Does he shoo Jayden out after saying, "That's wrong. Very wrong! We are never to speak of this again?" Or does he ask the obvious question? He asked the obvious question. "How does Coley help his Daddy to get rid of a boner?" Jayden's eyes sparkled as he said, "Like this, Daddy!" The beautiful boy stepped forward and laid his soft hand on his Daddy's cockshaft. The oiling up having been done by Daddy, all Jayden had to do was slowly, sensuously run his hand up and down his Daddy's cock. Giving it a nice, rotating twist with each stroke. Against his better judgment, Lou allowed it. The groans Daddy emitted told Jayden that Daddy's better judgment wouldn't be functioning that evening. Jayden looked at Daddy with his big, blue, beautiful eyes and said, "Oh, Daddy! It's so big and hot and hard!" That would be the time to stop things before they got any further along. But through his lust-glazed eyes, Lou made a brief appraisal of his eldest son. Like his brothers, Mason and Landon, Jayden Prickinson was a stunner. Sweet, innocent face that proclaimed its beauty proudly. Slim, boyish body that, unfortunately was partially covered by the boy's very sexy shortie, two-piece, summer pajamas. Perfect bare feet with highly kissable toes. And the awestruck wonder with which he jerked his father off! Poor Lou was feeling the early pangs. Those signs that no sane man would abandon even if his grandmother and first-grade nun walked in on him. Jayden was enjoying himself tremendously. He and his brothers had long awaited the moment when one of them "got Daddy off the dime" and Jayden had been elected. The boys knew that Daddy "liked" boys. They had discovered his stash of cum-stained Sissy Boy magazines quite some time ago and often listened, giggling softly, outside his bedroom door at night as he "pounded his peener." The boys had been sucking each other's boy's things for almost a year, but hadn't yet brought "outsiders" into their circle. They all agreed that the time was right to do that, especially since they had received Coley MacSpunkish's invitation. But first they would have to set Daddy right. Which Jayden was boldly doing at that moment. Perhaps too well. It was clear to Jayden that Daddy was about to shoot his stuff. Which was the initial objective, after all. But Jayden wanted the first spunking to be more memorable than just a handjob. Though it was an extremely good handjob. So before Daddy could shoot, Jayden said, "Coley said there's another thing you're supposed to do with a boner, Daddy!" And, before Daddy could even grunt a response, or even ask, "Who is this Coley guy," Jayden had Daddy's foreskin back and his red knob was in his son's mouth. Poor Daddy. No going back after that one. "Alia iacta est," Caesar said as he crossed the Rubicon. "The die is cast." In for a penny, in for a pound. And lots of other trite and semi-trite phrases that don't spring to mind at the moment. Jayden didn't know anything about the Rubicon, but he knew a river of sperm when he saw one. His ten-year-old brother Mason had often flooded Jayden's throat with hot cum. But this was the Mighty Mississippi. After 40 days of rain. Daddy mixed big glops of agony and ecstasy when he emptied his testicles into Jayden's pretty mouth/ The ecstasy of the best orgasm he could remember. Heightened by the length of time since he had had sex with another being. The depravity/illegality/immorality of receiving oral sex from his son definitely spice the stew. The agony of what he believed was an irretrievably wrecked relationship with his son, inevitable revelation, imprisonment for the sins he had committed that night. And the sins he was planning to commit as soon as he could. Jayden was only thinking, "Wow! Daddy is hot! And he wants me. Time to show my hand a little. "Do you feel better, Daddy?" Daddy's answer was to draw his beautiful son to him for a long, cummy, tonguey kiss. Coinciding with the removal of the boy's pajamas. Daddy having reasoned correctly that they can't hang you twice. So there they were. Father and son. Naked. Writhing around in Daddy's bed. Daddy's cock drooling some of the sperm that didn't make it to his son's face and belly. As man and boy kissed deeply and wetly. Even better/worse, Jayden's little nail was stiff and rubbing insistently against his Daddy's hairy belly. Getting closer and closer to... Oh my. The boy was cumming! Wetly!! All over his father's navel and surrounding hairiness. Spasming as he tongue-kissed his Daddy. It was the single most exciting moment of Lou Prickinson's life. And it had to end right then. It was time for Lou to be the grown-up here. Send the boy off to bed while Lou sorted it all out. Lot of grown-up thinking to be done. Right after he ate out the boy's asspussy, then stuck his fat cock into it. Just as they did in Sissy Boy. Lou began to wonder how boy anus tasted when he felt Jayden move. The boy was getting up! Leaving! "I'd better leave now, Daddy, before we go too far." Wait a minute, Lou thought. I'm supposed to be the grown-up. And anyway, hadn't they already gone too far? If you've already gone too far, what wrong with a lot farther? But Jayden wasn't quite gone. He retrieved a 4x6-inch card from his discarded pajama pocket and handed it to his Daddy. "This was why I came in here, Daddy. Coley MacSpunkish's Daddy has invited the four of us to Coley's Princess Party tomorrow night. Sorry I waited to give it to you, but I was waiting for the right moment. I guess this is it. Goodnight, Daddy." And he was gone. Sissyboy Princess Party? What was that? Lou, Jayden, Mason and Landon? And who is this Coley MacSpunkish, who seemed to know a lot more than someone his age should? Wait! Sissy Boy. The lead story was about sissyboy princess parties. Lou opened the magazine and was distracted by the beauties aching for his attention. But he found the story in question and was surprised that, within Sissy Boy, there was actual text. A little of it anyway, to wit: "Sissyboy Princess Parties are the newest development in our evolving world. Anthropologists tell us that every culture has its coming of age rituals: bar mitzvahs, confirmations, quincineras, shooting a Shark if you're a Jet and vice versa. But today a sissyboy can "cum of age" if his Daddy holds a party where he declares himself a sissyboy princess. `Open for business' to the cocks of the world's men and alpha boys." Then for the next 24 glossy pages, the magazine illustrated a sissyboy princess party. The venue was a beach and men and boys arrived in Speedos, which were soon shed. And a delicious orgy ensued. Cum everywhere. With ice cream and cake at the end, of course. Oh my! Was that what they were being invited to? With a 24-hour response line? Lou would be subjecting his sweet, innocent boys to a spectacle of debauchery? Watching as men he didn't know filled their bottoms with cock? Of course, while that was happening, Lou would be filling another boy's bottom with his cock. Plus...and this was a biggie...after that party, it would seem that the ice would be broken on such...matters...regarding three gorgeous boys, with whom Lou lived. And owed Lou everything. Lou called the number. Gave his four yeses. Then began to wonder what sort of card there was for such a thing. And how big a check does one write for the princess? As well as the matter of how to explain to his three sons his reasoning for putting them "in cocks' way" at a party that promised underage, homosexual debauchery. Two -- Party!! As it turned out, Hallmark, Lou soon discovered, had already stocked their stores with Happy Sissyboy Princessness cards and a quick check of an etiquette site told Lou that $100 was more than fair, especially if one is bringing more than one eager, cockrerady boy to the party. Communication with his boys on the matter was even easier. At precisely 6:45 a.m., the door to Lou's bedroom flew open and three naked, erect, pretty, young, squealing boys entered. They flung themselves on their Daddy and cried out with joy, "We're going to the party! Jayden checked the web site and we're listed as yeses! Yay!" "You're the greatest, Daddy," Landon, the youngest said, right before he kissed his half-asleep father right on the lips. "We appreciate it, Daddy," Mason said, as he fished under the sheets for Daddy's cock. "And we want to show you how much by helping you with your morning wood." "Yeah, Daddy," Jayden said. "Landon's gonna help you the same way I helped you last night. I'm gonna help Mason. Then maybe we can all help each other." "Don't worry about a thing, Daddy," Landon said. "We help each other get rid of morning wood every day. You just relax." Lou was not relaxing. When he awoke, his first thought was that his "encounter" with Jayden had all been a vivid dream. He was now certain that it had not. Especially when he felt Landon's nine-year-old mouth covering his fire-red, fully-skinned knob. Sucking his Daddy like a $1,000 Vegas hooker. Just how many mornings (and nights) had these boys been "helping each other" anyway? Had he, as their father, been that deaf, dumb and blind? Apparently so, though Lou was sort of focused much more on the magnificent blowjob being administered to his needy cock than he was to self-recrimination. There was always time for that later. Out of the corner of his eye, when he was able to open them, Daddy saw Jayden and Mason kissing nakedly. Rubbing cocks as they tongued each other's tonsils. Poor Daddy. He wanted to break away from the blowjob. Restore order in his family. Teach his boys, especially Landon, that they were all far too young for all this. And even when they got older, they should take up with girls. Marry them. Have sex with them for six months or so and then, unless they could get their wives good and liquored up, live celibately. But he just couldn't. Especially the way Landon was licking the underside of his cockhead. And gently milking his balls in preparation for their inevitable release of his joyous juices. Oh. Couldn't hold back! Daddy's cock erupted! In a tsunami of guilty pleasure. Which is the best pleasure of all, isn't it? Poor Landon. He almost drowned in Daddy sperm. Which is the tastiest man's cream of all, isn't it? Meanwhile, Mason and Jayden were grunting and squealing as they spunked all over each other's stomachs. Just rubbing up against each other when the full feast of each other's bodies was available for gorging. Didn't these boys know about the pleasure of the anus? Daddy could see that, in some ways, he had neglected his boys' education. And in some ways, he felt more guilty about that than he did about just allowing his nine-year-old son to swallow his thick, creamy load. Daddy called a halt to the debauchery, demanding that everyone make bed and shower before reporting for breakfast. The lads obeyed meekly. Reassuring Daddy that he could still be in charge, even as he was contributing to the sexual delinquency of his sons. A small victory, but he would take anyone he could get. After a hearty breakfast of eggs and toast, Daddy sent the boys off to watch cartoons while he went to the Princess Party Productions website that was listed on the invitation to learn more about what he was getting himself into. There were lots of pictures of men and pretty young boys at various parties around the country. Everyone was clothed, though the boys usually wore the skimpiest panties and men wore thong pouches and little else. Oh dear. Lou didn't have a thong pouch to wear to the party! Or panties for his boys, since his ex had taken all her sexy stuff to impress pizzaman. Would he be disinvited? Suddenly, that idea horrified him. He wanted to go to the party. Badly. Though he wished he had done a few more stomach crunches at the gym if thong pouches were the uniform. Where do you find a thong pouch and three pairs of boy panties at 10 a.m. on a Saturday morning? And he still had to get that card and write that check. Oh. Not to worry. "Wear whatever you want. Party clothes will be provided for all" it said on the invitation. Whew! Lou assembled his hyper-excited kids at 11, drove them to the mall to buy the card, write it in the car, slide in the gift check, and drive to the MasSpunkish home by the designated hour of noon. Still time to back out, Lou thought as he looked to see if the police were writing down license numbers. ` He saw no obvious surveillance. What he did see was a huge house. Jayden's friend Coley was a rich little nipper. And outside that house, much to his surprise, Lou saw two odd things. First, a pink van that proclaimed, in huge stenciling, "Sissyboy Princess Productions." Second, an even bigger banner across the MacSpunkish lawn that fairly shouted, "Happy Sissyday, Princess Coley!!" So much for understatement. Tangentally, Lou also noticed three other things. There were oceans of pink balloons. At least three uninvited neighbor men were sadly peeking out their windows in their disappointment. And he had a hardon that refused to diminish. Lou parked the car, grabbed the gift envelope and released his three happily squealing boys to charge up to the front door. Which was opened by a man in khakis and a Sissyboy Princess Productions golf shirt. The man smiled warmly and said, "This must be the Prickinson family. Thank you so much for coming today, sir. And especially for bringing three such gorgeous boys. You'll make Coley's day very special." Which made Lou wonder yet again if he was doing the right thing by "whoring out" his three underage sons so that he could fuck some other boys' pretty bottoms all afternoon and evening. Though at that moment, it all seemed reasonable enough to him. The Sissyboy Princess Productions man directed Lou to the "Daddies' changing room" on the right and the boys to the "Sissyboys' changing room" on the left. Lou wasn't sure about his boys being called "sissyboys" just yet. They were just experimenting, weren't they? So he wasn't paying a lot of attention when the man said, "Your host will be helping the boys change and your hostess will be assisting the men." Lou gulped, waved a small goodbye to his boys, who were already charging toward their changing room, then walked to the room and opened the door. There were two men in the room and a boy. All Lou was able to notice about the men was that one guy was getting undressed and the other was wearing only a thong pouch. Thong Guy was chatting with the boy. Lou noticed a lot about the boy. The boy spotted Lou's entrance and entered and politely excused himself from Thong Guy to greet Lou. With a broad smile. And the most beautiful set of looks Lou had ever seen on anyone. "Hi, Mr. Prickinson. I'm Coley MacSpunkish. I'm so happy you and your boys could come to my princess party. Your boys are so sweet and beautiful. I just knew that you would be a very handsome and desirable man." Lou blushed. A full-body blush. And despite his fear, he erected fiercely. Which was no surprise, since Coley MacSpunkish was the very embodiment of every man's wettest dream. The boy was the prettiest human being Lou had ever seen. And the way he had dressed himself for the party made it a double stunner. Coley was wearing a green, tartan-plaid kilt that, unlike the traditional, knee-length kilts, was so short that it barely covered his private parts. Coley wore no top and no shoes or socks, so his upper body, long, silky legs and kissable feet were fully exposed to a man's lustful gaze. Lou gazed lustfully. Which made Coley blush, even though he got a lot of that. Coley turned away and bent over slightly to retrieve Lou's "party clothes." Which gave Lou a nice view of Coley's forest-green, clan-approved panties. Lou gasped. And wondered how he was going to put on the thong pouch that Coley just gave him while sporting a massive hardon. Meanwhile, in the boys' changing room, Mr. MacSpunkish greeted Jayden, Mason and Landon warmly. And handed them their party clothes, which were exact replicas of Coley's attire. There were three other boys in the room, getting dressed, and they all exchanged uncomfortable giggles as the panties slid up a dozen perfect legs and tucked in twelve pink testicles. Giggles were also warranted when the boys peeked at the thong-pouch-clad Mr. MacSpunkish, who was observing the half-dozen angels with great interest. And a mammoth erection. Mr. MacSpunkish was particularly delighted to see the three Prickinson boys. They were keepers! And with the youngest one a mere nine years old, they would be a rich source of MacSpunkish spunkish pleasure for many years. Angus MacSpunkish had been looking forward to his son Coley's princess party for some time. And with good reason, as you'll see, Meanwhile, the other two men had left the Daddy room and Coley and Lou were alone. Lou was feeling a bit uncomfortable about the lack of communication with Coley, but what could he say that wouldn't sound dorky? Then he saw the framed pictures on the room's walls. Oh my. More like posters, really. Maybe 20 inches by 30. In one, a deliciously beautiful, boy was on all fours, showing his beautiful bum to the camera. He was naked, except for a skimpy pair of black bikini panties that had been urgently pulled down to mid-thigh. The boy was looking back at the cameraman, with an expression of hungry desperation. His bumhole had been dilated and lubricated and looked as ready as a boy's ass can ever look for a fucking. The caption said, "Begging to be Buggered, AMacS 2007." Good gravy! The boy looked a bit like Coley, but not quite. Lou's eyes were drawn to a second poster, wherein a naked boy, who looked a bit like both the first boy and Coley, but unlike them too, was standing, body facing away from the camera, looking back over his left shoulder. The look that time was more impatient. The boy's bum had clearly been freshly fucked, with a large load of creamy sperm running out and down the inside of both kissable thighs. The boy's beautiful face had also been drenched in sperm. The caption said, "I'm ready for more. Are you? AMacS 2004." Coley noticed Lou looking at the posters and said to him, "They're really good, aren't they? Daddy's a great amateur photographer." Lou managed to choke out a "They're great. But the models..." Coley smiled. "Oh, they're not me. The 2004 one was taken when I was only five. Those are my brothers Angus, Jr. and Calvin. And anyway, no one's `done my bottom' yet. Though Daddy and my brothers have made me happy with their hands and mouths. I made them happy too [blush]. Daddy said no fucking for me until my princess party. He's so old-fashioned." Oh my, my, my. There would be fucking at the party? In-the-ass fucking of Coley and other boys? Lou's own three sweet boys? Oh my, my, my. "Oh, and Angus, Junior will be one of the `men' at the party today. He's 18 now and gorgeous. Calvin chose to be one of the sissyboys. He's 14 and still a knockout. It's going to be a great party. You're the last guest to get dressed, Mr. Prickinson. Can we go?" Lou gulped yet again. And allowed himself to be led by Coley's soft hand to the great room. Where twelve boys and ten men "stood tall" and ready for a great party. Lou found and stood with his three sons. The twelve party boys were an ocular feast. And so were the men to the boys. A delightful dozen of boys, aged 9 (Landon Prickinson) to 14 (Calvin MacSpunkish). All wearing tiny MacSpunkish tartan kilts with forest-green panties peeking out here and there. And nothing else. Ten eager, erect men, aged 18 (Angus MacSpunkish, Junior) to 44 (Angus Mac Spunkish, Senior). Thick, meaty cocks tenting their thong pouches. Hairy chests, legs and bums exposed to the shy glances of the blushing boys. When would the fucking begin? Not quite yet. Angus Senior had to welcome everyone first. "Welcome everyone," he said appropriately. Fucking now? Not yet, I said! "Thank you for your attendance today. Notice I didn't say, `Thank you for coming.' The cumming happens later. Then you'll be thanking me." [Nervous laughter.] "Today is a very special day for my sweet, wee lad Coley. He's been waiting for his `cumming of age' party as a sissyboy since his brother Angus, Junior's princess party seven years ago. The little nipper was only four then, but we all knew he would be a sissyboy. When he started spunking two months ago, I agreed that we would have his party. He'll be a true sissyboy after today. And so will the other eleven sweeties. Even little, nine-year-old Landon Prickinson, whose bum I hope to pierce before the day and night are done. But you can all have your parties later. I'll attend if you invite me. And won't tell anyone that your sissy bums have already hosted half of the young men's cocks in town." [More nervous laughter.] "For many of you men, it's your first encounter with a sissyboy outside the home. Some of you have barely begun to anally educate your sons. Today, the best part of your lives, and theirs, begins. Gentlemen and sissyboys, I give you the princess of the hour, my son, Coley." [Enthusiastic applause] Coley, blushing: "Thank you, Daddy! And thank you all for sharing my big day with me. Daddy, I love you so much! The men from Sissyboy Princess Productions gave me lots of ways we could kick this party off. And I almost went with `Spunk the Donkey's Tail,' where each boy takes a partner and they wank each other until they shoot their boy's cream at the donkey's tail. Seeing who gets closest. We could have played `Spin the bottle,' where we chose men partners for our first fuckings. But I chose the way...the only true way to show my love for Daddy." At that point, Coley slid his panties down past his hips, letting them flutter to the floor. He stepped out of the panties, then, giving all the guests a nice view of his magnificent bum, he removed a long, thick, well-lubed butt plug from his perfect bottom and said to his Daddy, "I'm open for you, Daddy. And lubed. I want you to be my first. Right here on this couch. In front of everyone!" No sane man would have rejected that offer. Angus, Senior was sane. Therefore, Angus, Senior threw his son onto the couch, face down, ripped off his own thong pouch, lifted Coley's kilt skirts, and plunged his magnificent cock into his son with one long, steady stroke. Drawing an oooh and aaah from the guests. And a sharp squeal of pleasure/pain from the sissyboy. Father and son fucked hard. Which sort of set the agenda for the party. The men and boys could have just watched. But things were getting a bit too warm for that. Men began to pair up with boys. Nine-year-old Landon went off with 18-year-old Junior. Ten-year-old Mason was matched with the father of a boy in his school class. Seeing what was happening, Lou quickly grabbed Jayden. At least he could take the virginity of one of his boys. Jayden knew that his time had come. Coley had told him that the best thing was to find a room with a bed quickly. So he led his Daddy to a second floor bedroom with the covers turned back and a large, pump-dispenser jar of Spermbutt anal lubricant on the nightstand. Jayden led Daddy to the bed, lay on his back and asked Daddy to take his panties off. Daddy eagerly complied. Taking his time. Making it last. Lifting the pretty sissyboy's kilt. Exposing the boy's stiff little prick first. Then his precious, little, pink purse. Then easing the panties down his long legs until reaching his pretty feet. Why hadn't Daddy noticed how delicately beautiful Jayden's feet were before? On a sexual impulse, Daddy began to kiss Jayden's toes. Then lick each one. Then give each one a nice, long suck. Oh my. Jayden was arching his back and heaving out his boy's cream. That was unexpected, since his cock was never touched. The thought of Daddy being so oral was very exciting to the sweet boy. And Daddy's oral activities had only begun. Daddy removed his thong pouch and denuded his son by removing his kilt. Then Daddy licked up all of Jayden's spunky spendings from his privates. The lovers kissed tonguily as they played with each other's private parts. Which soon had them both in quite a "state." Oral Daddy had his agenda. He lay on his back and directed Jayden to straddle his shoulders -- facing Daddy's feet. Was Daddy going to...? "Ease that pretty bottom onto my face, Baby. I'm going to eat you out. Then I'm going to Spermbutt your bottomhole with my fingers. And then I'm going to fuck you. It's time. Your time." And Daddy's time too, apparently. Jayden joyfully sat on his Daddy's face. Whimpering joyously as he felt Lou's long tongue enter hyperspace. Meanwhile, Landon and Junior were in Junior's bedroom. Naked, of course. Jayden had mentioned to Landon that Coley had an 18-year-old brother who had been a sissyboy but was now a major studboy. Landon couldn't believe his luck that he had landed him, merely by looking achingly cute. And batting his baby-blues at the ripped ravager from across the room downstairs. Knowing how to flirt is a vital skill for the sissyboy who wants the best sex, Landon was about to get a large dose of it. Having been a sissyboy himself, Mr. Angus MacSpunkish, Jr. knew where the buttons were on his new toy. Though, in truth, every boy was different. And Landon was younger than any of Junior's many sex partners. You can't lose by kissing. Everyone loves kissing. Having only been kissed by his older brothers and briefly by Daddy, Landon saw new planets that day when kissed by a skilled, patient kisser. Junior was a kisser extraordinaire. And he knew how to keep his fingers busy while he was kissing. Tweaking Landon's baby nipples. Landon had never even thought about his nipples before. Caressing Landon's wrinkly scrotum. Though no boy's cream had yet graced that space, it felt wonderful. Skinning the boy's knob. Making him whimper with pleasure and desire for more. He would get more. Lots more. Junior intended to take young Landon's virginity. And he wasn't giving it back. Junior knew that it's important to get to know the boy's anus before sticking one's cock into it. So, still kissing, he slid the middle finger of his right hand into the boy's bumhole. With some difficulty. The boy gasped and squeaked as he felt the first object that had ever entered his bum. Either the boy was a virgin or he had learned some new way to keep his ring vise-tight. This would be a challenge. Junior loved a challenge. The boy was pretty and eager. He deserved a patient, loving first fuck. And Junior was about to give it to him. He stopped kissing his new friend and Spermbutted-up three fingers of his right hand. Landon was terrified when he saw the three lubed fingers. Did Junior expect to put ALL of them inside him? And what about Junior's massive cock? Did Junior really think... Oh... Landon stopped thinking. And reveled in the feeling of two Spermbutted fingers rubbing some spot inside of him that was making him all gooey. And then...oh!...Junior began to suck the pretty boy's stiff two-incher as he finger-fucked him. Never mind. Landon's angst dissipated and was replaced by the impending feeling of a monster orgasm. Which, when it arrived, was dry but colossal. Meanwhile, in another bedroom, ten-year-old Mason was about to lose his troublesome virginity to Mr. Ivan Pederastov, father of Mason's school friend Alexei. Mr. Pederastov had spotted Mason when the young beauty entered the room downstairs and was determined to have his way with the sweet angel. The man didn't know that Mason was a virgin, like his Alexei (who was, at that moment, in another room, about to have his bottom pierced by the cock of one Robert Deeplove, the local bank president. So taking the boy's virginity would be the icing on an already very tasty cake. Mason had no intention of preserving his virginity that day. Especially when Mr. Pederastov removed his thong pouch and revealed a moist and meaty piece of manflesh that was all for Mason. Before even removing Mason's panties, Mr. Pederastov drew the pretty boy to his lap and kissed him with full tongue. Mason did the only thing he could do. He kissed back. And explored the man's stiffie and hairy bag with his soft hand. This excited the man so much that Mason was concerned that Mr. Pederastov's first, thus creamiest load, would be wasted into the air. So Mason broke the kiss, stood, teased down his panties, leaving his kilt in place and knelt at his man's feet. Mr. Pederastov groaned with virile delight when Mason took the man's drooling knob into his tiny mouth and gave it an excellent seeing-to. The boy nursed on his man's cockhead until the inevitable occurred. A big, creamy inevitable it was. Giving Mason his first taste of man milk. But not his last. Meanwhile, Daddy had finished eating out Jayden's pussy, then using his fingers to apply Spermbutt for lubrication and dilation. It was time for penetration and fornication. Jayden was beyond consensual. He was desperate to be fucked. Daddy was desperate to fuck his eldest son. "On your back, Sissyboy," Daddy said. "I'm going to fuck you the way I fucked your mother to get her pregnant with you. Knees up. That's it." Jayden shuddered with an appropriate amount of fear. And of lust. "Will you make me pregnant, Daddy?" Jayden asked unexpectedly. That thought was an extra dollop of excitement for an already fuck-frantic Lou Prickinson. "I don't know, Baby," Daddy said. "But we should try to make you pregnant as often as we can." Good plan. Daddy mounted his son. On top. Rampant. Virile and triumphant when he housed his fat prick inside Jayden's ridiculously tight pussy. Jayden squealed a bit from the pain. And tears formed in his pretty eyes. But that just heightened Daddy's enjoyment of the best day in his life. The pain became inconsequential when Jayden felt Daddy's prick rub his prostate. Wow! The undiscovered country had been found at last. A boy's first pressure on his boy's place. It was, as we might imagine, life-altering. And boy's-cream producing. Lots of boy's cream. Shooting in thick ropes from his little peenie. All over his Daddy's hairy stomach. Exciting poor Daddy. Making his own "crew" "abandon ship." Inside Jayden's tight, welcoming hole. Daddy grimaced in the full agony of ecstasy as he shot glob after greasy glob inside his sweet lover. When the last sperm had left its old home and found a new one, Daddy leaned over and kissed his no-longer-virgin son full on the mouth and said, "Thank you, Sweetheart. I never enjoyed anything in my life half as much." Jayden blushed at the praise. Then said, "Daddy, that was awesome. But I don't think we did it right. Could we please do it again?" Wow! Meanwhile, young Landon was about to experience the same "fate" as his big brother Jayden. At the hands of a merciless, prime-of-sexual-life stud who was intent on a thorough love education for his young protégé. Thus far, Landon was getting an "A" in "Introduction to the Anus." Junior had "prepared the pitch" as thoroughly as he could. It was time to score some goals. Junior thought about the missionary position, but saw that too advanced for a novice as young as Landon. So he laid Landon on his stomach, propping him up a bit with three pillows under his hips. "You're so beautiful," Junior said, as he kissed each of Landon's fleshy bottomcheeks. Landon LOVED hearing that! He LOVED being in bed naked with Junior. He LOVED that he was about to be fucked. [Finally!] But Landon did NOT love having his guts ripped open with a thick, 7.5-inch-long cock. That was a surprise. And not a very pleasant one. He screamed and squealed and almost told Junior to stop. At which point, as any responsible lover of sissyboys would, Junior would have stopped. But Landon didn't ask Junior to stop. Coley had told Landon earlier that week that it would hurt at first, or so Coley's Daddy and brothers had said, but he should hang in there until it all morphed into the greatest treat in the world. And so it did. Not at first. It was the fires of you-know-where. Then it was burning one's lip on hot chocolate. Then it was sitting under the tree on Christmas morning. Opening all of one's loot. As one felt an insistent, loving cock rubbing one's prostate to pleasures one could scarcely imagine. Landon lost count of the times he climaxed during his first fuck. And when the young, impossibly virile Junior fucked Landon a second time without withdrawing, on the last of double-digit orgasms, a small trickle of boy's cream escaped from the deep storerooms of Landon's delicious body and delivered itself to the world. Meanwhile, Mason, who could cum more copiously than any of the Prickinson boys, had revived Mr. Pederastov's cock and was on his back, in the last stages of an excellent analingus that had left his stomach cum-drenched, his prick limp and his breathing shallow. Sensing no resistance, Mr. Pederastov got on top of Mason, slid his long cock into him and kissed the boy before he could scream in painful protest. But there was no screaming. Mason, it seemed. Was one of those rare boys who could anally consume large cocks with minimal or no pain. If properly prepared, of course. And Mr. Pederastov had been diligent in his preparation. All Mason felt was pleasure. And gratitude that he had been born a Prickinson. Like his brother Landon, Mason was eager to properly thank their Daddy for bringing them to Coley's princess party and allowing them to grow up properly. Daddy, who was at that moment enjoying a long, slow, doggie-style, Round Two with Jayden, was thinking how lucky he was to have three angels to fuck whenever he wanted. He wouldn't mind if one stayed home with him every night while the other two went on cum-soaked "dates." Daddy Lou's ballbag would never overflow again. Coley, who had just sucked his Daddy's cock to a second stand and was wiggling his bum in teasy anticipation of a vigorous buggering, was happy to be a MacSpunkish. And planned to ask his Daddy if they could find a way to induct the Prickinsons into the MacSpunkish clan. Five sissyboy princesses, two men and one sissyboy-turned-18-year-old-alpha-stud would be a clan anyone would envy. I welcome your comments at beautifulcreamer@yahoo.com. 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