Date: Tue, 27 Mar 2012 09:34:24 -0700 (PDT) From: Beautiful Creamer Subject: Sissyboy Siblings (gay adult-youth) Sissyboy Siblings (gay adult-youth) By Beautiful Creamer One -- Leslie Ten-year-old William Creaminbottom loved his twelve-year-old big brother, Leslie. But so did the rest of the world. Leslie Creaminbottom was a world-class sissyboy. Named by millions of men as the boy whose sperm they would want as their major source of nutrition. No exaggeration. "Sissy Boy Magazine" did a poll every year and from a field of 20 lovely boys, 76.4% of the 18 million poll respondents picked Leslie as the boy they would leave their wives and family to marry. Two years in a row. Leslie was the only boy to ever make the cover "quatrofecta" of "Sissy Boy Magazine" (four times!) and three of its four spinoffs: "Sissy Boy Lingerie, (three times)" "Sissy Boy Pre-Ten" (twice when he was eight and twice when he was nine) and "Sissy Boy: Tweens with Teens" (twice with his boyfriend Mark and twice with his boyfriend Brad). In ten months, Leslie would be 13, and eligible for "Sissy Boy Teen," thus the "quintofecta." Though no longer eligible (sob) for the other four. No matter, really. Leslie had aged well -- very well. He was in his fifth year of major hotness and sex with anyone and everyone he wanted. And growing more beautiful every day. It almost wasn't fair. Leslie was born with a full head of natural blond curls. His pubic hairs, which, when they came in, would have usually been a turnoff for the "sort of men who like sissyboys." But they had grown in perfectly blond. Which was an even more arousing sight. Sissy Boy Magazine did a full pictorial once on Leslie's pubic hair! And its neighboring treasures. Leslie's face had been studied by more men who were in the throes of orgasm than any face in world history. The verdict was universal. Striking, unforgettable beauty! Dazzling blue eyes that looked at men with three parts innocence and one part Vegas hooker. Full, red lips that promised intoxicating kisses and life-altering blowjobs. The boy's tall, slim body was more girlish than boyish. As if he had one-and-a-half X chromosomes and half a Y chromosome. His hips were a bit too wide for a boy. Bottomcheeks a little too plump. Nipples a bit too large and far too puffy. In all, a dazzling array of sissyboy perfection! And we have yet to discuss his "package." Regular "readers" of the Sissy Boy Magazine family of fine publications will remember Leslie's first appearance in "Sissy Boy Pre-Ten" at the age of eight. According to legend, Biff Buggerall (the publisher of Sissy Boy Magazine) discovered Leslie Creaminbottom at Schwab's Pharmacy in Holllywood. Actually, one of Sissy Boy Magazine's many "talent scouts" saw him coming out of his third-grade classroom and creamed his pants at the sight. Biff came to town later that day to affirm the scout's scouting. Within the hour of Biff's first Leslie sighting, Biff met with Leslie's parents and signed the boy up for a nude pictorial. At eight years old, the boy's body and beauty were not fully developed, but exceptional nevertheless. "Sissy Boy Pre-Ten" readers back then were weak at the knees at the first sighting of eight-year-old Leslie. In the early days of that spinoff, there was no explicit sex with the little cherubs, but full, naughty nakedness. [That timid policy has since been relaxed, of course.] Leslie was delighted to take his clothes off and let millions of men stroke their cocks at the sight of him. Truth be told, he'd been posing for his Daddy since he was seven-and-a-half. Standing naked and positioning himself this way and that for Daddy as the man rubbed his fat cock. It was such fun to excite Daddy and make him shoot his creamy stuff. He wanted to sit on Daddy's lap and have naked cuddles, but Daddy wouldn't allow it. "You're too young yet, Baby," he said. "When you're nine, we'll do `all the naughties.'" At age eight, ten months seems an eternity. So Leslie recognized the opportunity that Sissy Boy Magazine presented. He had a feeling that the men Leslie met after he appeared naked and ready would have no limitations on naked-cuddles participation. Sissy Boy Magazine gives every one of its models a "stage name." To protect their real identities. Leslie was, naturally, "Blondie." "Introducing Blondie" was the title of Leslie's first pictorial. It was the only issue of Sissy Boy and its spinoffs to have a second printing. Or a third. Nine million sold. Which at the cover price of $59.95, grossed more than half a billion dollars. At Sissy Boy Magazine's profit margin of 30%, put more than $160 million into Biff Buggerall's deep pockets. The man was so grateful (and so business-savvy) that he gave the Creaminbottom family $30 million as a signing bonus and $10 million per for all of Leslie's modeling appearances until he was 14. The Creaminbottoms were rich! In that first pictorial, Sissy Boy Magazine "readers" saw "Blondie" sleeping on his stomach, bum positioned so that one could glimpse a whiff of "pink." The boy awoke and sat up. Showing his magnificent nipples, but not his penis. He smiled shyly at the camera and rubbed his eyes so cutely. Then he stood and showed the known world what it had been needing to see. His penis and testicles! At age eight, what was to become the most deservedly famous penis on earth was barely two-and-a-half inches tall. Blondie had full morning wood, but his foreskin still covered the boy's knob. His sweet, "pink purse" encased two perfect love pearls. In the next picture he appears to have noticed the camera. His chin is down, he's biting a knuckle. He's smiling shyly. The non-knuckle-bitten hand has just pulled down Leslie's foreskin. Giving the world its first view of Leslie Creaminbottom's pink knob! That picture has been responsible for more self-induced orgasms than any stimulant in Western civilization. As the tame, yet smoking hot pictorial of eight-year-old Leslie continued, we see a long, loving series of pictures depicting Leslie standing and tinkling into the toilet. Then he's smiling cutely as he sits on the toilet to take a poop. We can't see the poop slide out of him, but we see him grunting to evict "Mr. Poophead" from that lovely ass. His cute little feet don't even touch the floor. A series of pictures of Leslie in his bath show him playing with his rubber duckie, as well as Mr. Winkie, who is standing tall again as Leslie pulls his hood up and down. Does Leslie dry cum in the picture? His facial expression says yes. But without the wet work, who can tell? It was good enough for nine million purchasers, who practically stormed Sissy Boy Magazine headquarters for more Blondie pictorials. Biff made them wait six months. The second pictorial, in which we saw naked Blondie and his naked "best friend" "Skipper" posing, showing us their bottomholes, then comparing cocks. For a brief moment, the eight-year-olds touch each other's cocks, which was a "stretch" for Sissy Boy Magazine, whose lawyers were always worried about censors. Fortunately for Biff and his readers, the censors appeared to have been beating off to the pictures of Blondie and Skipper kissing naked and no federal black helicopters took Biff to a secret prison. "Skipper" was actually a lovely named Robbie, who was, on a one-to-ten scale, an eleven by anyone's standards. Leslie, of course, was a fifteen. During that six months between "Rubber Duckie" and "Touchies with Skipper," Leslie and Biff had what could only be described as a scorching love affair. Biff moved into the best hotel in Leslie's home town. The evening that the $30 million bonus was awarded to the Creaminbottom family, Biff invited Leslie for a "sleepover" at the hotel. Mom and Daddy hesitated not a whit at giving their permission, though their child was eight years old and a virgin. They knew Leslie's destiny had to be fulfilled. Plus, who quibbles when there's $30 million on the table? Anyway, Biff sent a car for Leslie. Which was becoming essential since men were beginning to recognize him in public. It would only take one crazy to steal the boy and keep him in his basement. The Creaminbottom family soon moved to a walled, secure compound, with tutors for Leslie and a top-notch security staff. As a sidebar, they eventually had to get female tutors because the male tutors all wanted to fuck Leslie. And they all did, since Leslie was nothing if not generous with his body. Same for the security staff, But that first night with Biff, as Leslie and his driver rode the elevator to the penthouse suite, the boy wondered if he and Mr. Buggerall would be doing all those things he had seen men and boys doing on the Internet. He certainly hoped so. In the penthouse suite, Biff was doing a soul search as well. And finding said soul was no easy task for the randy capitalist. He had never fucked an eight-year-old Sissy Boy Magazine model before. There weren't many lined left for Biff to cross. But that one was important to Biff. It spoke of his integrity. His commitment to fair play. Thank goodness Biff didn't have any of those. Biff, like most of us in that situation would, ratcheted his standards down a few notches. No way was that once-in-a-lifetime beauty leaving the penthouse suite that night unfucked. Biff dismissed his driver and greeted Leslie with a broad smile. The fly entered the web. "It's delightful to see you again, Leslie," Biff said. "I'm so flattered that with millions of men in the world so hungry for your company, you chose me this evening." Even at eight, Leslie knew that was a load of bull. Mom and Daddy pushed Leslie at Mr. Buggerall because Mr. Buggerall gave them lots of money. Still, Mr. Buggerall was a big celebrity. Maybe Leslie should be the one who was honored. And he wasn't going to be having any real sex with Daddy for several months. Daddy said so himself. And Leslie wanted some real sex. The other sissyboys at school talked about Mr. Buggerall as if he were a real guru of sex or something. So maybe Mr. Buggerall was the right man for his first real "experiences." That photographer man at the shoot they did for "Introducing Blondie" kept pulling his cock out and asking Leslie to suck it. But he was just too pushy. When he got home from the shoot, he offered to suck Daddy's cock. Leslie could actually see a vein in Daddy's forehead throb as he considered it. But all Leslie got was, "Not until you're nine, Honey." Mr. Buggerall seemed like the impatient type. Leslie liked that. After about seven minutes of small talk, Mr. Buggerall had Leslie stripped to his panties. Biff had fucked more boys than anyone in the galaxy. But he stood in awe as the boy peeled his panties and they fluttered to the floor. Good gravy! If Leslie were like this at age eight....! For the first time since his dog died at age seven, Biff Buggerall cried. He stood in awe of Nature's greatest creation -- the perfect sissyboy. And he was to be the first to defile that creation. In the best possible ways. Biff stripped naked, sat and seated Leslie on his lap. The boy was trembling. Not in fear. In lust. "You're the most beautiful boy in the history of the world," Biff said reverently. Leslie blushed, said, "Thank you, Mr. Buggerall," and wished Biff would get on with it. But Leslie understood that Mr. Buggerall was playing "Seduction" with him. Even though they were both naked and the script had been pretty much written. So he acted shy when Mr. Buggerall tried to kiss him. Turning his head away at first, but then surrendering a kiss. Followed by full-scale capitulation as Mr. Buggerall French-kissed him halfway to France, then kissed, licked and sucked Leslie's nipples as he skinned the pretty boy's peener. That was VERY nice! So nice that young Leslie had his first orgasm. It was dry. But it was VERY nice. Your first orgasm is like the Grand Canyon. You hear about it all your life. You figure it was overhyped. Then you see it. Bazinga!! Leslie's was a bazinga orgasm. The first of thousands. Though not all that night. "I see you liked that, young Leslie," Mr. Buggerall said as he eased Leslie back through the Earth's atmosphere. Leslie locked pretty eyes with Mr. Buggerall and he whimpered. Wanting more. He got more. Epiphany followed epiphany that night as Mr. Buggerall took Leslie's tiny prick into his mouth and sucked it lovingly. It was delicious for Mr. Buggerall, even without the "big reward." It was delicious for Leslie, who paid attention to the man's technique, even as Mr. Orgasm was exploding him from within. The boy used his newfound knowledge to suck Mr. Buggerall's cock. A cock sucked by many the fine lad. Experienced, loving, beautiful lads. But Mr. Buggerall's cock met its match that day. Leslie was a great cocksucker. Not for a beginner. Great! Mix in his beauty and the effect was intoxicating. Almost as if... Was Biff Buggerall in love? Impossible. He was in love with the boy(s) sharing his bed at the moment and that was that. Except... Maybe Leslie Creaminbottom was different. Just to be sure, Biff fucked Leslie. He had to do it, the way the boy was on his back, legs spread, whimpering to be fucked. It was the humane thing to do. After eating out the boy's pussy properly, of course. A meal that lasted a half hour and produced two boyish drygasms and a full restiffening of a mancock. Oh no. What was that? As Biff applied the Spermbutt Anal Lubricant to Leslie's hot, incredibly tight pussy with his fingers, he was concerned that his massive meat might hurt the eight-year-old's innards when he fucked him. He had never concerned himself with that before. As it turned out, Leslie was one of the first boys in Biff's acquaintance for whom insertion pain was not a problem. Leslie's immature pussy swallowed Mr. Buggerall's big cock as if it had been made for it. The boy felt a slight pinch, but no pain as he began to squeal and beg for a harder fucking. Sometimes Nature gets it really right, Mr. Buggerall mused as his fuck fury built to a shattering climax. Blessed with an extraordinarily pleasure-centric prostate, the boy drygasmed twice as he was being fucked. Biff felt as if he had been possessed by a love demon. Just to be sure that he was fully smitten, he didn't bring Leslie home for a week. Mr. and Mrs. Creaminbottom hardly noticed, so busy were they counting their money. Biff had business commitments that called him away from Leslie, but he vowed to spend at least two weeks a year with the boy. A vow he kept and doubled. That was what passed for love with Biff Buggerall. For Leslie's part, the week was a doctoral-level sex education. Preparing him fully to face a world of men. The men were always there. When Leslie turned nine and a half, he had his first real boyfriend. An 18-year-old high-school senior named Mark. They dated when Leslie was in town -- not modeling or sharing Mr. Buggerall's bed. Mark was sweet, loving, had an eight-inch cock and could fuck every fifteen minutes. By happy coincidence, Mark's senior prom occurred three days after Leslie's tenth birthday. The school was very strict about no prom date being younger than 10. So Leslie attended his first prom with Mark. When he told Mr. Buggerall about his prom-date-to-be in bed one night, Biff decided to memorialize the event in a Sissy Boy Magazine spinoff -- "Sissy Boy Lingerie." Which meant Leslie would be going to the prom in lingerie, stockings, heels and a dress. Leslie was wary, but knew that a significant number of boylovers out there still imagined that they were fucking, or wanted to be fucking, girls with cocks. Plus, Leslie would do anything for Mr. Buggerall. (Including lick his hairy asshole, just that, until he spunked. Best time so far -- 12 minutes and 13 seconds.) So Leslie was given a "girlie coach," who showed him how to do his makeup, fix his hair, put stockings on, and walk in four-inch stilettos. The coach also chose Leslie's outfits. On Prom Night afternoon, the single photographer took billions of pictures, beginning with Leslie taking his bath, drying off, then talcum powdering his beautiful body. The photojournalist then captured Leslie sitting at a vanity table and putting on his foundation, blush, eyeliner, mascara, eye shadow and lipstick. That sequence alone sold 10 million copies of the magazine. Leslie formed a doughnut with each of his tan, seamed, fully-fashioned, reinforced-heel-and-toe stockings and eased them up each gorgeous leg. Then he hooked the stockings to a lacy garter belt and gave the camera an, "Oh, yes. I'm doing this for you so you can fuck me" look. Oh! Panties and a training bra followed. As did the ivory-colored, knee-length prom dress. Sprinkled in sequins and adorned with a sweetheart neckline, the waistband was pulled together with a stunning cluster belt of jewels and completed with a simple zipper closure in the back. Leslie considered himself in the mirror. He was prettier than any girl he had met. Why shouldn't he go out and prove it on girl's home turf? Leslie wasn't getting his ears pierced for one date, so he wore clip-on earrings and a simple gold chain borrowed from Mom. The photographer looked as if he would need CPR. So, carefully aiming away from his dress and his perfect makeup, Leslie gave the poor guy a hand job. Otherwise they would have ended up in the emergency room instead of the prom. As the photographer recovered, Leslie stepped into his silver sandals with the four-inch stiletto heels. Which were one inch shorter than his growing cock at the time. The effect was stunningly complete. Leslie was the complete center of attention at the prom. Which was only right, since he out-prettied every girl there by like 20 pretty points. And he got his reward for the effort it took to femme up. Wise and kind Mr. Buggerall sent the photographer home. Mark and Leslie spent the next three days in Mr. Buggerall's penthouse suite. Alone, except for a wide array of lingerie that Biff suggested Leslie test out. Rather than photograph the boys' post-prom lovemaking, Biff decided to stage it over five days or so at Sissy Boy Magazine headquarters. So that they could get all the hot, messy cumshots that the readers demanded. During those three post-prom days and nights, Mark shot huge sperm loads over every bit of lingerie Leslie wore. And he wore them all. From the later photo session, two iconic photos arose to adorn the bedrooms of millions of men. In one, Blondie was on all fours on the bed, bottomhole pointed at the camera. Blondie was wearing his garter belt, stockings and stilettos and his panties had been pulled down mid-thigh. The boy's ball bang was dangling heavily and invitingly. The staggering beauty was looking back at the camera with a needy look. The caption said, "Please don't make me wait. I need your cock now!" In the second, Blondie was in a state of post-fuck exhaustion. He was dressed as before, but had collapsed and was lying on his left side. The boy's gaping bottom was oozing a major quantity of sperm, which had leaked onto his sweet ballsack. Blondie was looking back at the camera with a scolding expression. The caption said, "Look what you've done to me, you beast! When can we do it again?" Leslie, it seemed, liked wearing peignoirs and babydolls, heels and stockings, bras and panties. Not all the time. But he liked it. And so did the readers of "Sissy Boy Lingerie." The final sales figure was north of 14 million. And another $30 million for the Creaminbottoms. Biff even tossed Mark $1 million. When Leslie was 11, he attended the prom with a boy named Brad. Leslie's cock was 6.3 inches long and growing. He was named one of the ten most admired people in the world. Leslie at 12 sported a 7.16-inch tosser! The incongruity of a man's XXL cock on a beautiful girlish boy added extra stimulus to Blondie's appeal. And longevity to his popularity. At 12, Leslie was on top of the sissyboy world. He had a movie contract to star in three feature films over the next 18 months. Mainstream films. Lots of hot, man-boy sex. Lots of people paying $20 a ticket. And yet, Leslie had stayed grounded and linked to his loving family. Mom and Daddy had been very supportive of Leslie's career. Mom loved Leslie and the money that Leslie had been shoveling into the family's wealth. Daddy loved Wednesday nights. Leslie, you see, gave himself to Daddy's every lustful urge every Wednesday. And had done so every Wednesday since Leslie's ninth birthday. It was a classic sissyboy theme. Daddy as first and steadiest lover. Lucky Daddy, eh? Two -- William And then there was William. Remember him? Leslie's brother William was no Leslie. In fairness, no boy on earth was Leslie. Nor was any girl. But William was definitely not Leslie. William was two years and one month younger than Leslie. And leagues less beautiful. William wore thick, black-rimmed glasses. He had bright red hair and a mask of blazing-red freckles. And he wore braces on his teeth. Kids called him "Braceface" and "Geek." William was a geek. He hung out with geeks. And if it hadn't been for Leslie, William would have still been a virgin at the age of ten years and one month. Leslie was always good to William. In the best possible ways. Leslie had been sucking William's cock since the boy was eight-and-a-half. He'd been fucking William's bum since William was nine-and-a-half. Which HAD to stay a secret. Men of the world saw Leslie as a "bottom," always a bottom. THEIR bottom. Who would fall in love with them if they met. But Leslie loved his brother desperately. Even if no one, even Daddy, paid much attention to William. Then things changed. Pretty much all at once. William got lasik surgery to correct his vision. No more thick glasses. His braces came off. His flaming hair toned down to that dark red that, with his green eyes, was a cock stiffener. And his freckles faded into wisps of cuteness. Oh my. All at once, William was gorgeous. But with Leslie around, no one noticed. Such a shame, since William was only a thread less beautiful than Leslie. And two years younger. William's body had many of Leslie's attributes. And best of all, his cock was a mere inch shorter than Leslie's! Six inches already, with lots of time to grow. The ugly duckling had become a swan almost overnight. The final bit of good news for William's sissyhood occurred one morning as Leslie was giving his brother's cock a nice, loving suck. The sissy princess looked up at William as he licked. Really looked as he really licked. No one had given William a good look in quite a while. Not with Leslie around. Even Leslie didn't look at William fully. Even when he was sucking his baby brother's cock. But something was different. And then something happened that punctuated the difference. William creamed. For the first time. Into Leslie's mouth. Surprising Leslie so much that sperm came out of his nose. Welcome to puberty, little brother. Leslie got off his knees and gave William a nice, cummy, congratulations kiss. Then pulled back and gave him what he really needed. A fair appraisal. William was beautiful! Not Leslie beautiful. Not a fifteen. A ten for sure. Maybe a twelve. Definitely a twelve. "That was fantastic, baby brother. Welcome to puberty. And all its pleasures." William smiled. But a tear formed in each eye as he said, "No pleasures for me. No one wants me." Leslie could understand how a ten-year-old virgin-to-the-world could feel that way. But Leslie was a kind, loving boy. "Come with me, Honey," Leslie said. "I need to show you something." Still sobbing softly, William followed his big brother to one of the seven full-length mirrors in Leslie's bedroom. The naked angels stood side by side facing the mirror. Like everyone else on planet Earth, William's eyes locked on the beautiful Leslie. "Stop looking at me, Silly," Leslie said. "And look at that hot piece of ass standing next to me." What did Leslie mean? What hot piece of ass? Oh! William looked at himself. And saw a younger, redheaded version of Leslie. A micron less pretty perhaps. But definitely a one-hundredth of one percenter. Oh my. William's recently sucked cock stiffened. As did Leslie's. "So beautiful," Leslie said as he kissed his lovely brother. They drifted to the bed. William on his back. Squealing for further fornication as Leslie shoved that massive cock in and out. Well... As Fate would have it. At just that moment, Daddy was on his way to Leslie's room. For a bit of slap and tickle. Aside from Wednesdays, if Daddy was home, Leslie was in town, and Daddy had "the itch," Daddy would "visit" Leslie for a pleasant hour or so. Daddy was aware of William and Leslie's "closeness." Had even walked in on them a few times. Then left quickly. Daddy was a pretty good father to William. On a non-sexual level only. Leslie's friends from Sissy Boy Magazine would drop in now and then. And they all wanted to "see where Leslie came from." Which meant Daddy had fucked 25 or so of the world's finest sissyboys. So he never really paid much sexual attention to William. That morning, Daddy knocked on Leslie's door. No answer. Not sure what that meant. Leslie could have been in the bathroom. The door was unlocked. Daddy opened it. Oh my. Leslie was fucking William, who was on his back, legs wrapped around Leslie. Daddy should have backed off. But as Leslie fucked William, Leslie's asshole was pointing right at Daddy. Daddy needed that asshole. The needy man grabbed one of the ubiquitous bottles of Spermbutt Anal Lubricant and rubbed it all over his cock. Then he stood behind Leslie and slid his cock into the tightest, hottest asshole on the planet. Leslie, who had been concentrating on depositing a large load into his beautiful brother's asshole, was startled. Leslie had never committed that particular "crime against nature" before. Being both the fucker and the fuckee. It was a particularly great crime against nature. Father and sons. Locked in carnality. Heaving. Grunting. Sissy squealing as William spunked. Desperate sissy screams from Leslie as his double-penetration-gasm threatened his life. Daddy's manly grunts of joy as he dumped his seed into his beautiful moneymaker. Three sinners in a sinful heap. They disengaged. And Leslie took charge of next steps. "Daddy," the spectacular beauty said. "We need to talk." Uh oh. As every man knows, that's a bad signal. Daddy nodded warily. Leslie said, "Look at William, Daddy." What an odd request. Why would anyone look at William when Leslie was in the room? But one did what Leslie wanted. So that one could get pussy from Leslie. Daddy looked at William. Who was lying on his back. Big cock drooling sperm. Bottom oozing sperm. Beautiful face looking at Daddy with sad eyes. Wait a minute. William was beautiful?!?!?!!? How did that happen? William was no Leslie, of course. No one was. But mamma mia! William was at least a 13 in Daddy's book. (A beauty point is always added to the just-fucked). Daddy had been a cruel beast. Ignoring William's beauty and sexuality in favor of Leslie. "Oh, Baby," Daddy said to William. "I'm so sorry for neglecting you. You're so beautiful. I should have been fucking you since you were nine years old. Can you ever forgive me?" William's eyes filled with happy tears. He opened his arms for Daddy and they kissed hungrily. Leslie watched it all up to the point where Daddy got on top of William and fucked him as they tongue-kissed. Then Leslie left to give them some privacy, take a shower and make two phone calls. To Mark and Brad. Mark, who had taken Leslie to his first senior prom, was now 20. Brad, who had taken Leslie to his second senior prom, was now 19. They were both buff, handsome, big-cocked and desperately in love with Leslie. Which was why each young man erected fiercely when he saw that Leslie was calling. Then each got the mixed news. The men were invited on a quadruple date. The men, Leslie and William. William! The men had met William. Often. Nice kid. Nerdy. No looker. "Trust me," Leslie said. They agreed. As Daddy wisely noted, one doesn't cross one who is giving one lots of great pussy. Leslie arranged the event's logistics. Because of his popularity as "Blondie," Leslie couldn't go many public places. But he had a standing reservation at Mr. Buggerall's penthouse suite at the town's finest hotel. And a staff trained in smuggling Leslie in and out. For which Leslie had awarded the concierge with some great in-and-out. William was nervous. And ambivalent. A newly smitten Daddy had made William an "all-nighter" offer. "Don't give Daddy everything he wants, Honey," Leslie wisely advised William. "Always leave men wanting more. And remember how he treated you before you were a 14. Make him pay a little." A 14. Wow! William went along with Leslie's wise counsel. The sissyboys dressed for their date. Short, buttcheek-showing shorts. Baby tees. Toe-showing sandals. Hot! When Mark and Brad arrived precisely at six, each anticipated a "discussion" about who got to fuck Leslie the most. Perhaps with manly fists involved. But then they saw William! William! A scorching hot redhead. With a cock almost as big as Leslie's tenting his sissyslut shorts. William! Would fisticuffs settle who got to fuck William first? Leslie settled that quickly. He grabbed Mark's arm. William grabbed Brad's. Younger with younger. "Let's go, gentlemen. Two boy pussies are getting itchy for those big cocks of yours," Leslie said sweetly. And they were off. Into the hotel suite. And naked. Leslie and Mark had the main bedroom. William and Brad were behind door number two. Brad had, once again, hit the lottery of life. And things were pretty good for Mark too. Where had William been hiding in all that geekiness? The sissyboy was a stunner. And eager to be buggered. Brad would be the first non-family-member to fuck William. Which is always a notable occasion in a boy's life. The sissyboy was an excellent kisser already. And a six-inch cock at age 10! Had Leslie been that "big" two years ago? Brad hadn't met Leslie until he was 11 and Brad was 18, come to think of it. Forget Leslie. Brad had William naked in his arms and the boy was steamy hot. Oh man. This kid wanted cock bad. They had barely kissed for five minutes when the sissyboy slid south and took Brad's fat meat into his mouth. Where did William learn to suck cock like that? Leslie probably taught him. No matter. He was great! And desperate for his "sissyboy's big reward." Which Brad was unable to withhold from the boy for very long. Unnnhhhh. Holy crap! That was amazing! He swallowed it all! Could Leslie swallow it all at that age? Stop comparing the two! William was William. Blazing hot in his own right. Was William able to shoot his sissy cream? Time to find out. Brad sucked William's cock very nicely. And licked the boy's fat walnuts. Lots of appreciative sissy squeals, punctuated by a loud scream and a respectable load of sissy spunk during his "boy's time." Oh my. The eager little beaver was rubbing Spermbutt Anal Lubricant all over Brad's cock, then inside his sweet little boypussy. Talk about eager! Well, no sense disappointing the little cockhound. Brad slid his manly meat inside William. Expecting a scream of agony, Like most of his dates, except Leslie, always did the first time they met "The Ass-stretcher." But it just went in. Drawing only a deeply satisfied grunt from William. Wow! Could there be two of them on the same planet? Were there younger brothers? Sadly, no. Brad settled in for a fantastic fuck. With a fantastically beautiful fucker. In the wonderful, mythical place called Beautifulcreamerland. And they all lived happily ever after. [More if I decide to continue this. But I'm looking to take some writing time off to recharge the creative batteries.] I welcome your comments at beautifulcreamer@yahoo.com. 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