Date: Sat, 3 Aug 2019 09:41:49 -0700 From: JustMe Subject: Jackson Pt 2 The following story is fiction. It involves scenes of a sexual nature between an adult man and a teenage boy. If this is not your thing, please move along. I want to give special recognition to the blog, https://speedychopslover.blogspot.com/ for the inspiration for this story. If you enjoy having this resource, please consider a donation to Nifty http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. The conversation I had with Jackson stuck with me, and for the next few days I found myself constantly thinking about the idea of a man with a vagina. I did some online research at home (very discreetly) and found out there were actually three different forms of the drug. Two are approved by the FDA to help aid in the transition of male to female. One of those drugs is permanent and the other, lacking the hormone found in semen, is temporary as long as semen is not introduced to the temporary vagina. The third, a product called Bang, is a black market version of the product that, although still temporary, is very addictive and most men who use it even once eventually go on to become permanently "cunted". I learned that the only legal way to get real Cunt Juice (not the actual name, just what people on the street call it) was through a physician licensed to dispense it. However, there were plenty of testimonials from men who had experimented with it to show that it was easy to get if you wanted it. Most men who tried it wrote of there being no side effects after the drug wore off the first few times they tried it. However, for those who kept taking it, eventually their sexuality began to morph into the direction of preferring male to male sex. For this reason, the number of men who became permanently cunted increased with the amount of times they used the drug, usually through a careless sexual encounter that resulted in semen entering the temporary vagina. A number of men even wrote of voluntarily allowing a man to cum inside of them while in a sexual frenzy, only to come down to the regretful realization that they had been cunted. Fascinating stuff. I wish I could say that, having my curiosity satisfied, I was able to move on from thinking about it, but truth be known, it only made me think about it more. I began to formulate in my own mind how I might get hold of some juice, and perhaps just try it out in private. About a week after Jackson and I had our talk, I was out in the driveway washing my car when he walked up to me. "Hey Greg. Needs some help with that?" "Sure bud, grab that rag over there. Yeah, that one. I use it to clean the wheels." Jackson dipped the rag in the buck of water and began cleaning the rims, dirty with grease and brake dust. He made small talk for a few minutes then said "Hey, do you remember what we were talking about the other day?" Boy did I! But not wanting to seem too interested, I said "you mean our private conversation about experimenting with that strange chemical?" "Yeah. So I found out that Chuck at school tried it out. I didn't believe it at first, but he took a picture of it and showed a bunch of us. The other guys were teasing him and calling him names, but I'm pretty sure more than one of those guys were turned on looking at that picture." "Geez Jackson, I hope you remember what you promised me. That you wouldn't try that stuff without coming to me first." I was worried because I know how manipulative boys this age can be about sex and I didn't want Jackson to find himself on the wrong end of a high school gang bang. "Yeah, I remember, and no, I didn't try it. But I think I want to." "Oh shit", I thought to myself. I was hoping that by asking him to come to me that would discourage him from actually wanting to try it. But now it looked like he was asking my permission to try it and he wanted some guidance. "Jackson, do you even know how to get a hold of this stuff?" "Actually, I already have. Chuck gave me a few drops and told me I should try it out sometime." "He gave you a few drops?" I asked. "What did you have to do for him to give you some of that stuff?" "Nothing", he answered sheepishly, and I was pretty sure he wasn't telling me something. But I didn't push it, because to be truthful, I didn't want to know if he had performed some type of sexual favor in return for it. "So, what are you thinking?" I asked him. "You just want to try it out and see if it suits you to have a vagina?" "Well, it was more to maybe see what one looked like, how it felt. I'm not really that interested in having one, just being able to check it out. Know what I mean?" I did know what he meant, and as uncomfortable as I was with the topic, I knew that I brought it on myself when I asked him to come talk to me about it, which is exactly what he was doing. "Alright Jackson, give me a couple of days to think about it and I'll let you know what I think is best to do. Please don't be taking that stuff until you hear from me, ok?" "Sure Greg, thanks!", he beamed. We talked a little more and I invited him to have lemonade with my wife after we were done with the car. We chatted about school, sports, summer plans. There was no more talk about CJ, especially with my wife present, but I knew that I needed to formulate a plan, and quick, before Jackson decided to forge out on his own. And who knows how that would end up for him? "First things first," I thought to myself. I knew that I couldn't risk letting Jackson take whatever it is he had gotten hold of from school. That shit might be Bang or it might be the permanent CJ. My hope was that I could get some CJ from a reliable source so I could be sure it was exactly what was intended. I wasn't sure, but Mike, a guy from work, was known to be a sex fiend. The guy had tried literally everything and he wasn't afraid to talk about it. And although he had never mentioned CJ to me, I was pretty sure he would know where I could get some. As it turned out I was right. He did give me some shit about it, and I couldn't exactly tell him that it was for my neighbor's 15 year old son (although knowing him, maybe I could have). As it turns out, CJ is the one thing that Mike hadn't tried, though he does know people who have and was able to get me what I needed to help Jackson out with his curiosity. The only thing I still needed was an opportunity. I'd have to work on that.