Date: Thu, 10 May 2012 13:56:33 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Attitude Adjustment

Attitude Adjustment
By
Storyguy22

   While rare in the grand scheme of life, certain events can indeed have
the power to greatly alter a life we previously thought we had all figured
out. Following is a fictional depiction of one such event.

   I had recently turned 16, and while some facets of my young life went
lacking as I saw it, on balance I was pretty comfortable with the way
things were, or so I thought anyway.

   Naturally enough, one of the aspects of my life that I would have loved
to improve upon was my sex life, or more to the point, the lack thereof. To
be clear, I suppose the somewhat limited dalliances I had thus far enjoyed
with occasional dates was pretty much on par with my peer group, but when
balanced against the burning need for sexual release generated by my
crashing teenage hormone overload, I was seriously behind the curve, at
least as I measured it.

   Thus far, the definite high point of my limited sexual adventures had
come at the dainty hands of a hot little number from school named Donna, a
fair enough little filly who always did her very best to live up to the
reputation she enjoyed as an easy touch once properly deployed in the
steamy interior of a well secluded parked car. Without belaboring the
sordid details, suffice it to say that the frisky Ms. Donna had completely
blown my mind right along with my aching nuts as she had deftly extracted
my throbbing boner from the confines of my Levi's and lovingly stroked it
until I had experienced true nirvana, not only once that memorable evening,
but, count `em, 3 TIMES!! Other than that one amazing date, my experiences
were limited to the usual blue-balls sort of event involving heavy making
out and furtive groping within each lasses personal limits. Why, I can hear
you asking, did I not further pursue the nubile Donna, and the sad answer
is that among her other quirks Donna was a definite one-hit-wonder who made
it a personal rule of behavior to never second date any boy she had already
jacked off. Go figure!

   All that teen angst aside, it was toward the end of the very summer I
had tasted the forbidden fruit with Donna that my somewhat staid life took
a completely unexpected turn that all began with a seemingly benign
acceptance of a cousin's invitation to spend the weekend at his house,
including our attendance at a party at the home of one of his
friends. Cousin Mike lived across town from my own family, and in that we
attended different schools and travelled different circles; I was unlikely
to be acquainted with any of the party attendees. But, overt shyness was
not among my many shortcomings, so rather than feeling any reluctance to
attend the party, I actually looked forward to possibly making some new
friends, and the outside chance of meeting some Ms. Donna clone. Hope, as
they say, springs eternal.

   The big day arrived, and Cousin Mike and I eagerly headed to the party,
a somewhat raucous event as it turned out with an overflow crowd, blaring
music, and an abundance of keg beer and sufficient smoldering pot smoke to
generate a contact high by simply breathing in and out. Mike hung with me
at first, introducing me around and making sure that I was cool with the
happenings, and then he kind of disappeared with some friends leaving me to
my own devices. I wandered around, chatting here and there and watching the
wildly gyrating bodies on the make-shift dance floor, and then I got myself
a cup of beer in the kitchen, and wandered out back by the glistening
swimming pool. I sat down on a slat bench at the back corner of the patio,
and relaxed, sipping the beer and checking out the lavish back yard
appointments.

   My solitude was short lived as it turned out, as a very cute girl soon
appeared from nowhere to settle in alongside me on the bench. We said our
hello's, and my courage being somewhat inflated from the beer, I pretty
openly checked her out, liking what I was seeing a great deal. She was
seriously cute, on the petite side with shaggy brown hair surrounding her
pixie face and sparkling dark eyes. Her smile was captivating, and my
attention was drawn to her lush, full mouth and gleaming white teeth. As
unlike me as it was, hell, I didn't even know her name yet, I was nearly
overwhelmed with the urge to kiss that soft, lush mouth! Gathering myself,
we introduced ourselves which told me I was talking to Megan who was 16 and
attended the same school as my cousin who she knew only slightly. I
explained my own newness to the group, and that I lived across town and
attended a rival school, and after mere moments had passed, Megan and I
were chattering like old pals, and I felt completely comfortable with her,
albeit the lingering desire to kiss that lovely mouth.

   At some point I went to get us fresh beers, and after we had downed them
we joined the melee on the dance floor for a few turns, an experience that
cemented my earlier suspicions that Ms. Megan was seriously put together,
and that she knew how to throw it all around to the beat of the music. I
complimented her moves, and her petite body, and I even confessed my
personal weakness for girls exactly her type, and configuration, and she
flashed me a killer smile before twisting around and shaking that
oh-so-sweet booty at me. I felt a tug in my balls as she turned back and
pushed herself against me, the firmness of her small breasts pressing on my
chest as I held her close, the clean scent of her hair filling my senses as
we slow danced. I rubbed her back, and let my hands wander down to gently
squeeze the small mounds of her little ass, and she responded by pressing
her pelvis against mine as my cock reacted with an instant swelling behind
my Dockers. She tilted her head back, and smiled brightly at me, and I
finally surrendered to my need to kiss her luscious mouth. She kissed me
right back, that lush mouth against mine and opening to accommodate my
plunging tongue, and in seconds we were heavily involved in some serious
tongue kissing as my hands continued to explore her delicious little
ass. She ground her pelvic mound against me brazenly, and my rock hard cock
could hardly have gone unnoticed, and for a few seconds I worried that I
might actually dump a load in my undies as we ground together. Finally, she
pulled away, and looked deep into my eyes, her pretty face flushed with
pink.  She shuddered slightly, smiled sexily, and said in a throaty voice,

   "Man, you are really something...seriously...and I am really tempted to
offer to show you my parents new SUV, which happens to be parked right
outside...you know, the full sized type that has that really roomy back
seat..."

   I grinned, mentally notching my bedpost as I returned her sultry gaze,
and told her,

   "Sounds heavenly...I love a full size ride...and I'd sure love to see
yours...!"

      Giggling sweetly, Megan grabbed my hand and turned, pulling me along
behind her as she steered us to the kitchen where we grabbed fresh beers,
and then went out the side door to the driveway.

   "Over here...I'm parked under that big tree over there."

   She resumed walking, towing a fully willing me along, and in moments we
were clamoring into the spacious back seat of her parents gleaming
Escalade. We settled in, and after swigging some brew we set the cups in
holders and fairly attacked each other, our hands and tongues everywhere as
our passions climbed off the charts. In no time the windows were completely
fogged up, and it sounded like an iron lung ward in a hospital with our
combined huffing and panting. I pushed her top up, exposing a sexy little
bra, and I felt only a mild disappointment at their smallness as I eagerly
cupped her tiny breasts. I worked my fingers under the bra, and toyed with
her rigid nipples, and she cooed and dug her tongue into my ear canal. I
slid my hand lower along her smooth torso, going for the gold under her
short skirt, but as I stroked the silkiness of her inner thigh, she
suddenly twisted away, and pushed me flat on the wide seat.

    Sitting above me, she yanked open my pants, and lowered the zipper as I
lifted my ass off the seat to facilitate her effort to remove them. My cock
was hard as a nail, and poked obscenely at my white briefs, and Megan
muttered something I missed as she quickly tugged the briefs over my boner,
then down my legs, and off. Naked now, my cock pulsed, the shaft rigid
along my abdomen and the head flared wide with my aching balls bulging
below, and Megan stared at it all like a starving person eyeing a full
buffet table, and then she groaned, and dove in.

   I damn near lost my load when she grabbed my pulsing shaft and fed the
glistening knob into her lush mouth, and I groaned loudly as she began
bobbing over me, her tongue doing untold magic to the shaft and head as her
soft hand toyed with my balls. I tried to push my hand under her skirt, but
she batted it away and stepped up her incredible sucking as I surrendered
altogether to the wave of amazing feelings her blow job was delivering to
my nervous system. I was panting like a sprinter, and thrashing my hips
under her attack, and in far too short a time, I felt my balls go on the
boil. I thrust into her drooling mouth, my cum starting it's run up my cock
as I yelped a warning to Megan, but undaunted she just kept up her
delicious sucking until my semen spurted repeatedly into her hot mouth as
my balls unloaded what felt like a gallon of hot cum.

   I sagged back on the seat, exhausted and excited all at the same time,
my mind still reeling from the realization that I had just experienced my
first ever blow job. Megan was still gently nibbling on my wilting dick,
and I looked down at her pretty face, grinning widely at the stunning sight
of her pink tongue lapping at my penis. I didn't see so much as a drop of
my massive load anywhere, and I felt a zing in my spent balls as I realized
that she had apparently swallowed it all down, and it may have been at that
particular moment that I fell ass over teakettle in lust with her. I had an
awareness of the fact that a very small number of girls were known to be of
somewhat loose morals that would willingly play with a boy's cock, even
make him cum in some instances, but Megan was the absolute first I had even
heard of that would suck a dick, and OMG, swallow the cum, and I definitely
wanted very much to do whatever was required to keep her around to repeat
the act as often as possible. I reached out to stroke her soft hair, and
she responded by planting a soft kiss on the knob of my cock as she looked
up at me, and then she slid up alongside me, those incredible soft lips
pressing against mine as she pushed her tongue inside my mouth. I sucked on
it, the tart taste of my cum stinging my taste buds, and I fought the urge
to giggle at the thought that in kissing her I had just become a cock
sucker by proxy. Breaking the kiss, Megan nuzzled into the crook of my neck
and said throatily,

   "That was great...you taste really good too, and you have a great cock!"

   I ran my hand over her firm little ass, and told her,

   "God Megan, that was SO amazing...YOU are amazing...I don't suppose you
might want to get married, do you?"

   She laughed, licking the hollow of my neck so that I shivered, and she
muttered,

   "Careful what you wish for, Stud...I might just hold you to it."

   It was my turn to laugh, and I did, saying,

   "Well okay then...maybe I am a little bit eager about that marriage
thing...but...I AM sure I want to see a lot more of you, Megan...ALL of
you, in fact...just kidding...but seriously...are you doing anything
tomorrow...?...maybe we could hang out, or something?"

   She pulled back and looked into my eyes, and my dick began stirring anew
as I eyed that sexy mouth, drawing a mental image of my hard cock between
those amazing lips, and I went fully hard again as she said,

   "We definitely can do that, yes...in fact, I have the house to myself
all day tomorrow...my folks are going to the city to see some play and have
dinner...we can hang out at my place if that interests you at all...I could
even show you my etchings, you know?"

   Etchings eh, right...boy did I ever want to see her etchings, but out
loud I answered,

   "Absolutely hanging out at your house interests me...a lot...will you
show me your bedroom too?"

   She giggled some more, and then ran her hand down to grab my new boner
as she made a little humming sound, and said,

   "Oh goodie...I just love seconds...just stay right there for me, and let
me get another taste of that creamy cum of yours!"

   Who was I to argue with that suggestion, I wondered, and I settled back
as Megan slid down my body and once more slurped my erection into her warm,
wet mouth and deftly sucked me until I spurted another impressive load over
her tonsils. That time we got ourselves together and headed back to the
party, both of us looking forward to our day together the following day. I
was somewhat disappointed that I hadn't really gotten to explore very much
of her sexy little body, but I consoled myself with the joy of having
gotten two superb blow jobs in about one hour's time, and then there was
the pending promise of tomorrow.

   The following morning I awoke feeling great, the memory of Megan's
luscious mouth bobbing on my rigid cock still very fresh in my mind as I
showered and dressed before joining Mike and his parents for
breakfast. After eating I confided in Mike my plans to spend the bulk of
the day with Megan at her house, and I was somewhat befuddled by his
reaction to the pronouncement, a kind of sniggering response that could
have been interpreted in a number of ways which I decided to take as a bit
of petty jealousy on his part, though it may well have meant something
entirely different. In any event I was so stoked about the many
possibilities that awaited me with Megan that I just let it go, and headed
for her place.

   I arrived and rang the door bell, and was shortly greeted by a smiling
Megan who quickly ushered me inside where we moved to the living room and
took seats on the sofa. She looked amazing, all bright eyed and fresh
dressed in a simple little sundress kind of thing, a one piece garment that
clung to her lithe body in a way that made me realize her tits were even
smaller than I remembered from last night's furtive groping, not that it
was any kind of issue for me, but rather a simple observation. The dress
was short and displayed an interesting amount of her smooth thighs, and it
had a single zipper that ran down the back. She smelled wonderful, an aroma
consisting of a mixture of soap and shampoo along with just a hint of some
kind of cologne that I found intoxicating as we sat side by side
chatting. I was again transfixed with her lush mouth and full lips, and my
balls tingled with the memory of those lips circling my hard cock. She
seemed as eager as I was to resume our previous activities, and in no time
at all we were fully engrossed in some serious making out as we stretched
out on the sofa.

   Megan again was very aggressive, and I was more than happy to let her
take the lead as we steamed up the room and each other with long wet kisses
and groping. She had me on my back as she draped her lean body atop mine,
and I had run down the zipper of her dress as I stroked her smooth back and
groped her firm little ass. For her part, she quickly had my tee shirt
peeled over my head and my board shorts wide open as she worked my
throbbing erection and licked my nipples and tummy. God, she was amazing,
her hunger for my cock and balls totally unique in my very limited
experience, and I was quickly all in, letting her have her way me as she
wished. I tried a couple of times to take the lead by rolling her over, but
she seemed much more content in the aggressor role, and as she slid down to
once more begin licking and sucking my cock, I simply capitulated to her
aggression by lying back and enjoying the wonderful sensations that
delicious wet mouth was providing.

   Sensing my full surrender, Megan tugged my shorts and boxers off my feet
and once I was fully naked she resumed her oral assault on my junk, and
when she began first licking and then gently sucking on each of my balls, I
struggled mightily to not blow my load on the spot. Never had I even
imagined someone working my tender balls that way, and I was stunned at how
incredible it felt. Lost completely to my off-the-chart reactions to her
actions, I have no real idea how long I managed to resist the burning urge
to cum before I suddenly became aware that I was once more spurting a mind
blowing load into her magic mouth, an offering that Megan again happily
swallowed down as quickly as I delivered it.

   Cuddling in the afterglow of our lust, I began to feel slightly self
conscious being fully naked with her still in her dress, and as we snuggled
and kissed I managed to work the top half of the dress off her shoulders so
that her bra clad boobs were exposed. The bra had one of those front clip
releases, and as I began to work at it with my fingers Megan squirmed
around and tugged at my hands to foil my efforts to get the bra off.

   "Don't Robby...you'll be disappointed, trust me...boobs are so not my
best feature...I'm seriously little there!"

   ""Jeez, Megan...you think I really care about that...?...I actually love
little boobs...shit, I have little boobs...and I'm sure you are beautiful
and perfect...just let me...please...I promise I will love every inch of
you no matter what!"

   My pleas seemed to placate her to some degree, as she stopped resisting
me and let me unhook and remove the bra which I dropped to the floor as I
focused on her now exposed chest. Holy shit, I thought, she is dead-on
right about having tiny tits, just small bumps of flesh topped with dark
nipples not a lot different from my own. But beyond the initial surprise I
really meant what I had told her, and what was there was a hell of lot more
than I had been getting up to that point, so without hesitation I dove in,
licking and sucking the swollen nipples as I tried to push my hand under
her dress to get to her pussy. She allowed me to suckle freely at her tiny
bumps, but her defense of the Promised Land was formidable, and after a few
moments of my trying to overpower her resistance she gave me a serious push
off, and gathered herself in a kind of fetal position as she began to
softly whimper, and even cry.

   Stunned at the sudden rebuff and being a perpetual sucker for tears, I
sat back and tried to console her, my confusion complete as I tried to
figure out her problem. Girls, right...?...one second she is eagerly
gulping down my spurting cum, and the next she is all bawling and
upset...WTF??

   "Megan...? I offered, "What's wrong, Baby...did I to something
wrong...?...I said that I love your titties...love kissing and sucking
them...what is it, Megan...please tell me!"

   She sniffed a few times, and wiped at her eyes before making an effort
to smile a bit, and then she shook her head slowly side to side as she said
softly,

   :"Oh Robby...I'm sorry...really I am...I'm just so fucked up...and I
really like you a lot...and I love your cock...and your sweet cum so
much...but...oh golly...I just know I'll lose you if I...oh shit,
Robby...you'll freaking hate me if I let you find out the truth about
me...I just know you will!"

   Ever more confused by all that, I slid my arm over her shoulders and let
my other hand rest on her smooth thigh as I rubbed the silky skin and told
her,

   "Megan, Baby...listen to me...I'm nuts about you too...ALL of you...no
matter what I will still want you...hell, I'm dying for us to be naked and
fucking...you sucking me off is awesome, but I just know that us fucking
will be even better...and I want so badly to taste you like you have tasted
me...please Megan...honest...nothing could ever make me not want all of
you...!"

   She looked deeply into my eyes, and seemed to slowly reach some decision
as she sighed heavily, and then slowly nodded as she mumbled,

   "Okay Robby...okay then...go ahead and love me any way you want...let's
just get it over with...I can't take this anymore!"

   Jeez, I thought, "get it over with...?...WTF...I didn't like the remark
one bit, but I wasn't about to let her change her mind now, no matter how
she phrased it, so I moved back in, pulling her close as I kissed her lush
mouth passionately as I moved my hand along her upper thigh, under her
little dress until I encountered her silky panties. She gasped against my
mouth and jammed her tongue into my mouth as my hand pressed against her
crotch. She shuddered briefly, and then parted her legs widely to allow me
full access to her...JESUS...her... HARD COCK...??

I froze, my hand firmly gripping the impressive bulges of her/his rigid
cock and swollen balls, and my mind spun with effort to make sense of it
all. Christ, Megan was definitely a boy...a darned big one at that
apparently...and here I was swapping spit and tongue with her/ him as I
found myself helpless to remove my hand from her/his hard cock. Instead, I
was actually fondling it, and worse, I was loving doing it, and my own cock
went instantly erect as I allowed myself to admit that I was actually
enjoying what I was doing, and that I wanted to do a whole lot more with
this mysterious and alluring...uh...boy!

   Gathering myself, I broke our kiss and pulled back to quickly rid Megan
of her dress, and her panties, freeing her/his very nice cock to stand
rigidly off a small patch of dark pubes at the base of her/his cock. I took
a long look at her/his treasures, the nice cock, and a taut pouch of
equally nice balls, and then I looked right into her eyes, and smiled as I
said,

   "See Baby...you're every bit as beautiful and sexy as I knew you would
be...maybe not exactly what I was expecting, but beautiful none the
less...I love it...you have a very nice cock and balls, Megan...and I
really want to take you into your bedroom and get to know every inch of
you, just like I said before...will you come with me?"

    She just stared at me a minute, her long lashes batting as she blinked
rapidly and tried to get her head around what I had said, and then she
slowly smiled, and nodded as she whispered,

   "Oh God, Robby...you are just too wonderful...yes...oh God yes...take me
to bed, Robby, and use me...love me...taste me...fuck me!"

And all of the above is exactly what I did, I stood and took her hand, then
led her to her bedroom where we spent the next glorious hours holding each
other and kissing wildly as we explored every facet of each other's body
with hands and lips and tongues. While the very idea that I would EVER suck
a cock or balls had never even occurred to me, I quickly found that my
attitude rapidly adjusted to the idea, and that I absolutely LOVED doing
just that, and a whole lot more that just hours ago would have been
regarded as out of the question. I licked and nibbled every inch of her
silky skin, I sucked her pert nipples nearly raw, and tried my best to suck
the skin off her very nice cock, and savored the feeling of her tender
balls filling my mouth as I sucked on them. I eagerly encouraged her to
deposit her creamy semen inside my mouth repeatedly and gulped it down
whether I was sucking her off on my own, or we were doing a wicked
sixty-nine, and I felt not the slightest hesitation about tonguing and
licking her "pussy", or fingering its buttery warmth to lube the snug
crease before impaling it with my rampant cock. I fucked the lovely Megan
again and again that afternoon, and ate a number of her copious offerings,
and simply never looked back, nor felt the tiniest bit of shame or guilt as
my attitude underwent a true adjustment, an adjustment that altered the
course of my life in a seriously positive way.

   Megan and I were to remain a "number" throughout our final year of high
school, and our scalding lust for each other never wavered. She continued
her gender role playing and continued to present herself as a girl, and I
was so taken with her sexiness and the stunning levels of lust and passion
she could so easily invoke in me that I never felt a single pang of shame
that we were the goat of a lot of ridicule from our peer group during that
year, but rather I felt a sense of pride that it was me she had chosen to
share her incredible gifts with, and I will be forever grateful for having
tasted the many forbidden fruits of pure lust and complete sexual
satisfaction.

The End
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