Subject: Sissyboy Scenes 24 (gay adult-youth) Sissyboy Scenes 24 (gay adult-youth) By Beautiful Creamer I don’t do this stuff and you shouldn’t either. What you should do is contribute to . A reminder about “Sissyboy Scenes” stories: each is an independent, shorter, usually single-themed piece unlike some of my multi-part epics like “Sissyboy Stepmother.” The World of the Future? Stevie Creamwell entered his home sobbing and flung himself into his Daddy’s consoling arms. Daddy held the crying boy and asked him why he was distressed. “It’s that big, 13-year-old bully Brandon again, Daddy. He won’t leave me alone. He’s always poking at me and calling me names. Today he called me the worst name of all.” Daddy suspected what that name was, but he asked Stevie to repeat it. Stevie was hesitant. But Daddy had asked. And Stevie always obeyed his Daddy. “Brandon called me a GIRLFUCKER, Daddy” Racking sobs followed. Daddy knew how to handle this. He held his lovely, ten-years-and-five-months-old son and said, “I don’t think you’re a girlfucker, Honey. Do you think you are?” Stevie’s eyes got wide. And blazed with anger at Daddy’s question. “No, Daddy,” the pretty angel responded. “I’m normal.” Daddy played it carefully. “I know you’re normal, Sweetie, but it’s been two months since you turned ten years and three months old, the official age for a boy’s ability to consent. And the word on the street is that you haven’t even kissed a boy or a man. People will talk, you know.” Stevie knew. And Daddy’s frank statement got him crying again. Daddy let him cry it out, then said, “You and I know that you have normal needs and wants. You show me two or three times a day when we `practice.’ Men are always sniffing around here asking you out. But you turn them down.” Tactfully, Daddy didn’t ask why. Instead, he just asked, “Would you like to `practice’ now?” Stevie looked at Daddy through his tears and said, “Oh, yes, Daddy. Very much.” Daddy pulled his pants and underpants down and sat in his easy chair. Stevie stripped nude. Daddy liked practice best when Stevie was nude. Then Stevie knelt between Daddy’s knees and began to kiss the head of Daddy’s big cock. Yum! Nothing in the world tasted as good to Stevie as Daddy’s cock. Which was why Stevie knew he was normal. Stevie had been sucking his Daddy off and swallowing the paternal sperm since he turned ten years and three months old. Daddy was delighted. Stevie’s 13-year-old brother Eric was hardly ever home any more to give Daddy the sexual attention Daddy deserved. What with Eric’s “full social schedule.” Daddy was fortunate enough to have bonded with enough of Eric’s friends over the past three years that he was able to get some excellent boypussy, three or four times a week. But more is always good, isn’t it? Daddy wanted to introduce Stevie to the variety of intense, anal pleasures that he knew Stevie would like. But Stevie had, to that point, only wanted oral with Daddy. Daddy couldn’t understand the younger generation. Which made him like everyone else who ever lived. But it still made no sense to Daddy, or anyone else, that Stevie, an exquisitely beautiful boy with a made-for-sex body would already be wasting two months of his prime sissyboyhood by insisting on outside-the-house celibacy. Was it true, Daddy wondered. Was Stevie a [gasp] girlfucker? No one in the family had been one of those. Except maybe for Cousin Ralphie who had nine children with his wife Annie. Ralphie, it was widely rumored, fucked his wife for reasons other than keep-humanity-going procreation. Normal people closed their eyes and thought of England when they did that. Women made good wives because they not only produced children, they raised them. They were often good companions and had a sense of style. And they kept the household running well. But very few men wanted to actually fuck them for fun. Ick! That minority of “heteros” as they are called, was once scorned and persecuted, but now is tolerated. “We don’t hate heteros,” Daddy told his boys growing up. “We feel sorry for them.” The way Stevie was sucking Daddy’s cock that day convinced the man once again that Stevie was just nervous about changing his life from kid to full-blown (and full-blowing) take-it-up-the-ass-and-down-the-throat sissyboy. A role the boy was clearly born for. Oh my! Stevie’s tongue tour of Daddy’s glans was bringing Daddy where we all like to be brought. Wow! The boy could suck cock! And look how he swallowed! Stevie licked up all of Daddy’s thick baby sauce, smiled at Daddy, kissed Daddy’s cockhead goodbye for the Moment, then stood to feed Daddy his own tiny tickler. Oh! Stevie enjoyed Daddy’s skilled, loving, oral attentions very much. Sex was so comfortable with Daddy. He was sweet, loving and giving. Nothing to fear. Nothing unexpected. Oooh! Just like that, Daddy, Stevie thought. It wouldn’t be as good with other men or boys, Stevie thought. Especially that Brandon character. Who was just a big bully and a namecaller. Who needed the Brandons of the world when you have a loving Daddy? Daddy wasn’t telepathic. But maybe as he was sucking his son’s pretty penis, he was able to pick up a bit of Stevie’s thought process. If Daddy love was the impediment aksaray escort to Stevie’s normal development, that gave Daddy a defined dragon to slay at last. Daddy gave his lovely son the full treatment. Nice ball lickings. Long slow swirls along the “arrowpoint” of Stevie’s cockhead. The boy was soon squealing out his love for Daddy and erupting into Daddy’s loving mouth. Yum! Daddy cuddled his naked son on his lap as the boy alit from Orgasm Mountain. Just then, Daddy’s wife, Stevie’s mother came in the room, carrying groceries. “Oh, hello,” she said. “It’s great to see my boys having such a nice afternoon. If you’re finished for now, could you please get the other 12 bags out of the car so I can start your dinner?” “OK, Mom,” Stevie said. “Would it be OK if Daddy gave me one more cum first. I’m really randy today.” Mom frowned. But she wasn’t angry. “You men and your orgasms. OK, but make it in the next 30 minutes. Perishables in the car.” What a nice lady Mom was! With sex out of the question and money coming into the house, Mom and Daddy had nothing to argue about. Stevie was ready to cut his recovery time short, stand up and submit to Daddy’s tongue again. But Daddy stopped him. “You do know that Brandon wants you, don’t you, Stevie?” Stevie gulped. He could lie to himself, but he couldn’t lie to Daddy. “I guess so. I think so. Yes, Daddy. He wants me.” “What’s holding you back, Honey?” Stevie gulped. Daddy was playing Truth of Truth with Stevie. “I’m scared, Daddy.” “What scares you, Honey?” Stevie gulped. “I’m afraid I won’t like sex with him. Or anybody else. Only with you, Daddy.” There. Stevie had said it. He waited for Daddy’s reaction. Daddy was flattered. But concerned. “That’s so sweet, Baby. I’ll be here for sex with you until I’m in a nursing home, Stevie. But you need to get out there with others. You need to start with a boy a bit older than you to `teach your ass’ with his smaller cock. A boy who wants you, like Brandon. Then, when he’s got you nice and analed up back there, you need a man, not me at first, to give you lifelong anal lessons. Lessons that I promise I’ll help refine. But you need to get moving. The clock is running on your prime years. The world, needs your ass, Honey.” Oh dear. Stevie’s cock was stiff and aching. Four minutes after cumming. Daddy’s pep talk had a clear effect. Stevie stood and fed Daddy his renewed lancet. During that delightful Round Two, Stevie allowed himself to think of Brandon. Stevie had to admit that Brandon, the big bully/goof, was good looking. And the word among the boys in Stevie’s circle was that Brandon was a pretty good boyfucker. Stevie thought about how Brandon would look naked. Walking toward Stevie. Holding his arms out for Stevie. His bully/goof erection swaying as he walked. Then he thought of Brandon kissing Stevie. Both of them naked. Cocks rubbing. Stevie came hard and quickly. The next day, Stevie went to school with a different attitude. Rather than cower in Brandon’s presence, Stevie strode up to him and said, “My house, after school for a swim party and a sleepover.” Then he turned and left a stunned, speechless, inert, but erect Brandon in his wake. Stevie quivered with nervousness that whole school day. He stopped by the office during his lunch hour to get a “booty-preparation” pass that allowed him to miss his last class so he could get home to prepare to be buttfucked properly. Such passes were only issued to boys ten years and six months or younger. Thus another reason for Stevie to get with the program. When Stevie arrived home, his Mom had been contacted by the school to say that Stevie would be home early to prepare for a ferocious fucking by 13-year-old Brandon Buttsex. Stevie had to spill all the details to get his pass. Mom gave Stevie a big hug, then some quick milk and cookies as she said, “Your Daddy will be so happy and proud of you. Now remember, Sweetie, there’s plenty of Spermbutt Anal Lubricant all over the house, but if you need more, just call me.” Mom was pretty cool. For a woman. Anyway, Stevie shared his seduction plan with Mom. “I’m going to meet Brandon in the backyard at the pool. I’ll just be wearing that speedo you gave me for my `Consent Day.’ It’s way too small and shows way too much of my bum and my boy’s things. He’ll love it. We’ll fool around out there until we’ve each spilled our sperm at least once. Then I’ll take him to my bedroom, where we’ll get naked and he can fuck me.” “Lovely,” Mom said. “will you be joining us for dinner?” “I was wondering about that, Mom. I was hoping that by dinner time. Brandon’s boy’s cream would be oozing from my bum. I would really like to walk past Daddy like that. Then eat dinner with you all. Would it be ok if Brandon and I come to dinner, naked, with sperm leaking, smelling of sex?” Mom smiled so sweetly. “I wouldn’t have it any other way, Honey.” Stevie kissed Mom, then ran off to squeeze himself into his seduction speedo. Ooh! That was tight. Would Brandon be able to extract Stevie from that tiny garment? As Stevie looked at his sexily luscious self in the mirror, he was sure of it. Oh dear! Was that the doorbell? Stevie wanted to be at the pool when Brandon alsancak escort arrived. Not in his room. So he sped downstairs and out the back as Mom opened the door and greeted Brandon. Stevie could only hear part of their conversation, but Mom was saying how she was so glad that a nice boy like Brandon wanted to fuck her Stevie. Stevie stood by the pool. Looking at the water. Allegedly ignoring his approaching paramour. The first noise, the expectant beauty heard was a gasp. “You’re even more beautiful without all those clothes, Stevie,” Brandon said. “I’m stunned.” Brandon looked even more stunned when Stevie looked at him and, for the first time in their budding relationship, smiled at Brandon. Drawing a second, louder gasp. Brandon wasn’t faking. And they both knew it. Silence. Both potential lovers looking for a line to deliver. Brandon jumped in. “I’m sorry about being a jerk and a namecaller, Honey. I wanted you so badly and I just wanted you to notice me.” Stevie’s smile intensified. Threatening to burn a hole in the surrounding landscape. He said, “I know.” Then he asked, “Do you still want me? If you do, why are you wearing all your school clothes?” Brandon got the message. Moments later, both boys were naked and lying side by side on a double-wide, pool chair. A well-used, double-wide, pool chair that brother Eric had drenched with rivers of cum over the past three years. Family tradition and all that. Stevie acted a bit shy as Brandon laid his left hand on Stevie’s bare hip and drew the pretty virgin to him. Kissing Stevie. Cautiously and gently at first. Then fiercely. Lots of saliva spilled and exchanged. Cocks growing impossibly stiff. Brandon took the initiative � fondling Stevie’s gorgeous three inches. Making Stevie groan with lust. Oh! Two gloriously naked, impossibly beautiful boys. One a top. The other a virginal bottom. A perfect, sunny, autumn late afternoon. Manual friction on each other’s cocks as they kiss and suck each other’s tongues. Oh, Stevie asked himself. Why did I wait to do this? It’s what I was born to do. Stevie felt his creamy time coming. Grunted softly as he felt the first warning pang. Brandon recognized the symptoms and treated them appropriately. He stopped kissing the new love of his life, said something to Stevie that sounded like “Not wasting,” then slid down Stevie’s body and took the young beauty’s tiny penis in his mouth. Oh my! That was superb! The overheated youth would have cum just from Brandon’s hand. But this was so much nicer. Stevie moaned and squealed as the older boy used his three years of experience to amaze and delight Stevie with his lingual skills. Brandon knew just where to lick. And he knew just how to lick. Not to mention the excitement he added by inserting a knowledgeable finger into Stevie’s anus hole. Finger-in-bum delights were new to Stevie, Daddy generously leaving that intense experience to be introduced by Stevie’s lovers-to-be. And intense it was. Brandon, the rogue, found Stevie’s prostate and showed it no mercy. Stevie screamed in erotic agony as he HEAVED out his spermies into Brandon’s hungry mouth. Oh! Had Stevie died from the sublime experience? His eyes were closed and he could hear clicking. Clicking? Stevie opened his eyes and saw…MOM? She was taking pictures of the two naked boys for her social media sites! A common practice those days. But it still made Stevie a bit uncomfortable. Until he remembered that, according to Daddy, people were “talking” about Stevie perhaps being a [wince] girlfucker. That should shut them up, Stevie thought. He smiled at Mom and thanked her. She went in the house and reloaded her camera. Perhaps to capture Stevie’s first fuck. Which would be happening soon if Stevie had anything to say about it. And he did. “That was amazingly awesome, Brandon,” the sweet angel said. “Will you take me to my room and fuck me now? Please? I’ve never been fucked, so please be gentle. But not too gentle.” The recipe for a lovely afternoon got sweeter. The boys sped to Stevie’s room and resumed their naked kissing on Stevie’s queen-sized bed. Brandon broke it off and said, “If we keep this up, I’m going to cum, Honey. And I want this first big load inside of you. So I’ll lie on my back. You just sit on my face and I’ll eat that beautiful pussy until it’s good and wet. Then I’ll fuck you good and proper. Twice without withdrawing. More later.” Big talk. But Brandon could deliver. Stevie straddled Brandon’s shoulders, facing Brandon’s feet, and eased his delicious pussyhole onto Brandon’s famished mouth. Wow! Brandon was sticking his tongue right up Stevie’s anus!! Nothing in Stevie’s life… So amazing and… Untouched, Stevie’s three-quarters-stiff penis erupted. Delighting Brandon. Not to mention Stevie. Brandon knew he had a beautiful, red-hot sissyboy. eager to cream the afternoon away, all to himself. Brandon kept excavating throughout Stevie’s sweet spasms. And for five intense minutes after the last shock wave. Then Brandon laid Stevie onto his back, grabbed one of the ubiquitous jars of Spermbutt Anal Lubricant, dipped into the jar with two fingers, then did a delightfully thorough job of anal dilation amasya escort as he tortured his erotic victim’s prostate. Poor Stevie. The boy was weeping openly. Begging Brandon to fuck his ass! Brandon had a plan to do just that. Pillows under Stevie’s stomach. Stevie on his pretty knees. Butthole winking at his ravager. Saying, come and get me with that big, manly COCK, mister! Brandon got onto his knees, held his impossibly stiff penis in his hand and lined it up with his lover’s wrinkle. Wondering vaguely where Stevie’s Mom was. Why was she missing the opportunity to record one of the greatest Moments of her son’s life? Answer � she wasn’t. The day after Stevie passed the ten years and three months mark, Stevie’s Daddy had a full range of hidden cameras installed in Stevie’s room. Just as he had done for Eric. Daddy had an amazing library of Eric’s sexual encounters. And hoped to match or exceed it with Stevie. No such equipment was installed in the pool area, so Stevie’s Mom had to hustle out to record things in person. Stevie’s Mom and Daddy were sitting in the living room watching Stevie about to be fucked for the first time. They were even joined by Eric, who passed up an afternoon date to watch his brother get it up the ass. Mom was in an easy chair on the left side of the room, crying with pride over what a magnificent boy she had birthed. Daddy and Eric were naked on a love seat, playing with each other’s cocks as they watched Stevie grunt with lust and pain as Brandon entered him. The show they watched would have scooped the Emmys. Camera 4 caught Stevie’s face and wide eyes as he felt true anal invasion for the first time. The mixture of erotic hunger and unsettling discomfort on such a beautiful face was worthy of the great documentary films of our time. The pain grew along with the lust as Stevie took it all. Feeling Brandon’s pubic hairs tickling Stevie’s bum. Stevie made a mental note to shave his own sparse pubic forest in true sissyboy tradition. Then he stopped thinking. And gave himself over to a good stiff fucking. The best kind. For his part, Brandon was enjoying himself magnificently. He had deflowered the prettiest boy in town. An accomplishment that would stiffen any stud’s penis. And the boy’s rectum was a spectacular playground of delights for a visiting penis. All the buildup and excitement had pushed Brandon’s libido to the almost bursting point. So he was only able to fuck his new love for seven minutes. Brandon cried out manfully and drenched Stevie’s innards with the full content of his heavy testicles. Stevie cried out as well. Knowing that allowing another male to make a cream deposit in his anal furnace was the true measure of sissyboyhood. Remembering his promise, Brandon did not withdraw. He would be ready to fuck Stevie again in a few minutes and… Whoa! Stevie was changing the agenda. He pulled his bum off his lover’s wet, limp prick, then lay on his back. Was Brandon being rejected? No way. “I want to kiss you and suck your creamy prick before we fuck again,” Stevie said, most reasonably. “Then I want you to climb on top of me and fuck me again.” OK then. Mom cried as she watched all that. “My little boy is growing up. And taking charge,” she said. Eric and Daddy were on the floor. Eric was on his back. Daddy was fucking him. And everyone was happy. They were soon happier. Forty-five frantic-fuck minutes later, the oven timer dinged and the man and boys knew that Mom was setting out dinner. Fortunately, all four fuckers were between orgasms and hungry. So they disengaged from their sex partners and straggled into the dining room. They were an odd sight to most of us in today’s world. Naked yet not self-conscious. Shameless would be a good contemporary word, since no one was hiding anything. Eric and Stevie’s bums were gaping and leaking large cum loads. Their pretty faces had not been spared cummage. Their self-satisfied fuckers, Daddy and Brandon, were half-hard and dripping the last vestiges of a lovely afternoon’s erotic efforts. But there was more among the unusual. Mom, who had slipped out of the room during most of the male fun time, had already laid out dinner. Not unusual. But she was wearing full female fuck fashion. Big heels. Stockings. Impossibly short skirts. Lots of makeup. Huh? “Enjoy yourselves,” Mom said without rancor. “Watching you all stirred me up quite a bit. I’ll be spending tonight with my friend Candy.” And she was gone. Good for her, Daddy thought. His wife and Candy made a nice lesbian couple. Then he stopped thinking about her completely and turned his attention to dinner. And the lovely Brandon. Who may have been a 13-year-old “top.” But Daddy had seduced more than one of Eric’s fuck tops over the past three years. The only thing was, what would he do about Stevie and Eric? That could get… “I think Stevie and I need to talk after dinner, Daddy,” Eric said. “I need to start helping him out as a big brother.” To this point, Stevie and Eric had only kissed and masturbated each other. So Daddy was pleased at Eric’s gesture. He was more pleased when he looked at Brandon and saw the shy, “Yes, I am part sissyboy, but only for someone as manly and sexy as you” look that he had hoped to see. Oh yes. Daddy would be burying his bone in Eric that lovely evening. And, if things went as Daddy expected, he would be fucking his lovely younger son Stevie before the sun came up. It was a good time to be alive. Please tell me what you think at ail