Date: Mon, 21 Mar 2022 11:01:56 -0700 From: Pomo Wolf Subject: Father and Son Transformation (Transgender, oral, anal, bM/MM) Transgender, oral, anal, bM/MM This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between a consenting underage boy and adult males. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Copyright 2022 Wolf, all rights reserved. You may contact me at pomowolf74@gmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Father and Son Transformation By Wolf My parents went to a New Year's Eve party at the home of a mutual friend of theirs. I was left in the care of an old neighbor lady. I was woken up by the sound of the front door slamming shut and the sound of the family car speeding away. I wasn't upset because my mother had stormed out of the house several times before. I simply went back to sleep. I was not disturbed by the noise that woke me up the next morning when I woke up. I simply got dressed and made my bed and went downstairs to fill a bowl with honey oats and milk. I was sitting at the kitchen table eating my cereal when my father came into the kitchen. He looked like he had a headache. Hangovers were not uncommon. He said: "Alex, I think your mother has left for good!" The news was not all that upsetting. From my perspective. We lived in the suburbs of Cleveland, Ohio and I was a little small for my age. The boys in the neighborhood tended to make fun of and pick on me. The only way I was accepted by some of them was by suck their dicks. My mother caught me several times in the basement recreation room either playing with my penis or worse sucking the cock of an older boy. She told me that I was disgusting and punished me for my behavior. She was upset with me to say the least! Dad and I had to fend for ourselves after that. We struggled with the housekeeping. I discovered that she had tossed all of her clothes and personal items in the family car and drove off. I eventually learned from the babysitter what had happened. Apparently, at the party there had been some wife swapping. The hostess of the party hit on my mother. She didn't object to the woman kissing and feeling her up but when the woman wanted Mother to suck her pussy, Mother flew off the handle and went looking for Daddy. She found him in a bedroom and the host of the party was clinging to Daddy's naked hips and was fucking his asshole. Another naked man was standing in front of Daddy and holding him by the ears and fucking him in the mouth. She screamed: "JACK!!"and stormed out of the party. While we were adjusting to our new lifestyle Daddy received papers that she was filing for a divorce. Once Daddy felt comfortable with being single, he found that he had been living a lie all of his life as a straight man. He would leave me in the care of that old lady while we went out. He would come home pretty drunk. My babysitter speculated he was dating loose women. It came as a shock to me and the old babysitter one night when Dad came home with another drunk man. The babysitter was sent home and Dad and his friend went to his bedroom and didn't bother closing the door as they fumbled around getting undressed. My bedroom was across the hall and I was curious about what was going on, so I left my door open and watched what was going on. The two of them took off all of their clothes and lay on the bed together. I watched them hug and kiss before the other man pulled Daddy's head down to his cock. Daddy was slobbering all over the man's cock. To me it looked big, but I was young at the time. I did find the way my Daddy socked his cock fascinating. Daddy eventually came out and admitted to my babysitter that he was gay. She agreed to continue looking after me. She did insist that he let her know when he intended to stay out overnight. He began bringing home a variety of men. There were men that were old, younger, slim, fat, bearded, clean shaven, and different races. They were casual about where they had sex with each other. I didn't even have to hide while they had sex. I witnessed him being fucked in the mouth and ass in every room in the house. He was very caring and kind towards me when he was home. He also became very flamboyant in his female mannerisms. I was not familiar with the term's gay, queen, or fagot. Once he didn't have to play the straight respectable family man, he became more relaxed around the house. He bought flamboyant clothes. He was a 40- year-old businessman and his hair was starting to recede. It took me a little while to get used to seeing him wearing colorful silk shirts, linen pants and expensive shoes made of exotic leathers, like alligator and ostrich. He tended to even be more casual around the house. He would come downstairs in the morning in just his boxers, and lounge around the house on weekends in his shorts. I also became used to seeing his lovers that I spent the night and would parade around in the morning in just their underwear. some even came down compactly naked. I was fascinated looking at different kinds of cocks and balls swinging between their legs. His lovers were a mix of personalities, some were polite, others wanted nothing to do with a kid like me, some were nice to me. They would talk to me and ask me questions, like if I had a boyfriend or if I had ever kissed them. They wanted to know if I was interested in sex yet. It was a couple of years later before I realized that those men were flirting with me. I think the only reason they didn't molest me was their fear of being caught fooling around with a boy. Jack never gave any indication of even noticing that the men he brought home were a little too friendly with me. I began to understand that it was acceptable for older men to touch me. I lost interest in boys with little dicks and scrotums that looked like half a walnut shell and no pubic hair. I was fascinated by adult men but was afraid of them as well. After all, I had witnessed men sticking their big cocks into my Daddy's asshole and fucking fuckin him. I listened to Daddy moaning in pain and pleasure. I was curious but I was sure that an adult cock being forced into my little asshole would be too painful. That didn't deter me from thinking about finding out why my father liked it so much. One night my father came home with a large black man named Tom. He was the largest man I had even seen. My father was completely wrapped around his finger as if he couldn't control himself. Tom noticed me sitting on the couch in the living room watching TV, but hardly acknowledged my presence as he returned to kissing my father while he was groping my Daddy. Tom was gripping the cheek of Daddy's butt with one hand and pulled his cock out of his pants and started milking Daddy's cock right in front of me as he ushered Daddy in the direction of the bedroom. Daddy didn't resist Tom wishes about anything. He should have at least objected to him molesting him in front of his son. As Tom pushed Daddy into his own bedroom and followed him in, he deliberately left the bedroom door open. I sat there watching the two of them talking their clothes off. I had a clear view of what was going in from the hall but couldn't resist following them to watch what was going on. When the two of them were naked the big black man forced Daddy to his knees to stick his huge black cock unto Daddy's mouth. I couldn't take my eyes off of the action. The sight of the action stimulated me so much that I experienced the first erection of my life. There was something about watching my father being subjugated and being turned into the bitch by that big strong black man, caused my young penis to force the front of my pants to tent out in front of me. Tom bent Daddy across the bed and spent over an hour fucking Daddy in the ass. Daddy was screaming loudly in both pain and pleasure. I was unsure if my father was being hurt or not because he looked to be in a lot of pain as Tom fucked Daddy's asshole, but he also kept begging Tom not to stop. I watched as Tom gathered up his clothes, went to the bathroom and took a shower before getting dressed before walking past me as he went out the front door. Daddy lay there panting and shaking after being used like a white bitch in heat. The smell of male sex and cum coming out of the bedroom door and filling the air with the small house was enough to make my head spin. After that night Tom began coming by with increasing frequency, sometimes at odd hours. He even sometimes right after I would get home from school, or early morning on Saturdays. Dad always welcomed him with open arms and never reproached Tom for showing up when I was home alone. He simply acted like a schoolgirl with the hots for a teenage boy confronting her. Daddy would practically drag Tom to his bedroom to be fucked aggressively by Tom like the bitch he craved to be. Every time I was there, Tom would call out: "Alex come in here and watch!" I would either stand there or sir on the foot of the bed watching the violent fucking of my father in awed silence. I would get more and more excited watching and was both frightened by Tom's cock, but was also becoming jealous of my father. One night Tom came to our home with Jack and two other large black men after a night of drinking. The three black men had stripped my father from all of his clothes before they actually entered the house. The two unfamiliar black men carried my little lily-white daddy into the bedroom. Daddy was fucked by the two big black men numerically in the mouth and ass. Tom took that opportunity to turn his attention towards talking to me. He got me to admit that I enjoyed watching him fucking my father. After my confession Tom placed me on the floor of the bedroom and took off all of his clothes and kneeled straddled my chest and used his hand to guide that big black snake of a cock into my mouth. That was my first time to tasting an adult male cock that happened to be black. I whimpered and gagged when his cock was shoved down my throat and when he gave me the first taste of an adult's cum. When he pulled his cock out of my mouth my throat was as raw as it would have been if I had yelled for a long time. After that night I developed a big crush on Tom as well and looked forward to his visits as much as my Daddy. I became Tom's cock hound and did my best to receive his first load of cum before he fucked my daddy. It was only when Tom started talking to my father about my ass that began to look pretty good. Was the first time my Daddy complained on my behalf that I was too young to be fucked yet. Tom put an end to all discussion at breakfast when he forcefully proclaimed: "Jack, you and Alex are my property NOW!!!" Then as if to put a seal on the proclamation he turned his chair sideways and pulled my father out of his chair and forced him to his knees and made him join me on my knees between his legs and take turns sucking his cock. When Tom figured that his cock was wet and hard enough, he stood put and put his hands under my armpits and pulled me up and sat my bare ass on the breakfast table and placed my heels against his chest and guided his monstrous cock to my asshole and spit on my hole before he shoved his cock into my asshole, right there in front of my father in much the same way he had fucked mt father that first night. I howled and screamed in the high pitch voice of a boy as my asshole was stretched open for the first time. I felt like my flesh was being ripped open. My father just stood there watching as Tom took my virginity and was brutalized by his big black lover. That was the ultimate demonstration this small white 40-year-old and his 9-years son were his to do with as he wished. From then on when Tom would come over, he would fuck both Daddy and me as he pleased. There were times he would make them sick each-others dicks while he fucked the other one. If Dad ever felt uncomfortable about the arrangement, he never he never expressed it. Tom was not shy or reluctant about sharing Dad and me with his friends. Most of them were just as rough as Tom. Our lives began to change quickly. Tom moved in and stated demanding that changes be made. The first thing was to make Daddy shave all of his body hair off. Until the female hormones kicked in so to speak. He managed to get his hands on female hormones from a plastic surgeon. My father would never be raving about beauty but with the addition of 500 cc silicon-implants would give him the body of a middle-aged woman when they plumped up his butt. Both of us let our hair grown out and we had our hair styled by a gay hair stylist, until we learned how to style our hair. We still saw the stylist once a month. We bought wardrobes suitably fitting for females our ages. By the time I was 16- years-old I no longer looked like a boy at all. The only vestige left of our maleness was the weathering penises and scrotums. I still had to wear boy's clothes to school and put my hair in a ponytail. The hormones prevented me from going through the male pubescence. My skin became softer and my figure looked feminine. The fact that I looked like a girl gave me a lot of grief at school. The bullies picked on me unmercifully. Tom took me out of public school when I was 17 since a sissy didn't need a formal education. When our transformation was complete not a day went by without my father and I being put to use by either our black stud or some of his friends. We were rented out daily to pay for our surgeries and treatments. The rest of our income belonged to Tom. Neither of us would complain because both of us were complete sluts for the use of Tom and any male he provided us for. We had a particular taste for black cocks. One such party we were ushered to was a celebration of one of Tom's buddies that received a promotion within the local police department. A gathering of black and white policemen that were into gay sex gathered at a gay nightclub. My father and I were supplied as with entertainment. We showed up wearing raincoats. There was a four-piece band playing music while everyone was drinking. Based on the stench some confiscated illegal contraband was being smoked. Daddy and I were wearing sequined stripper costumes that would allow us to perform a striptease for them. Daddy's performance was a campy spoof that elicited howls of laughter. My performance was a more erotic dance that dree applause and whistles, especially when I pulled the tight little G-string aside to expose my little penis and scrotum. At the conclusion of our dancing performances, we put on a stage show. Daddy and I were on the podium in front of the musicians and I was on my back and Daddy was on top of me while we perform mutual oral sex on each other. At the conclusion of our show there was plenty of interest in having sex with us. Even Dad had plenty of fans. We were able to satisfy any males that wanted anal sex at the same time we were able to swallow cum at the same time. By the time Tom was finished turning us into sissies we were tattooed on the butts with the simple statement "BLACK OWNED." 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