The Pool Party
By s19000
Chapter 1
(M/F, tg, exhib)
Sixteen-year old Timmie Smith stood in the dressing
room by the pool and tugged the yellow girl's swimsuit
up his legs. When the suit was just below his hairless
penis, he paused. He knew he was a pussy, but should
he be a girl pussy or a boy pussy today?
* * *
He had known he was different from the time he was
thirteen, when he looked through the open door of his
parents' bedroom and saw the large cock hanging
between his father's legs. He looked from his father's
cock to his small penis. When he looked through the
door again, he saw his father's balls, potent with
sperm that would gush through the tube of his father's
cock. From that moment he knew he would never be a
real man.
He watched his father walk to the bed where Timmie's
mother lay with her knees bent and her legs spread.
His father straddled his mother's face, and the cock
hung down toward her lips. His mother opened her mouth
and sucked. Slurping and drooling, she buried her face
in his father's crotch.
Then with a gasp she lay back, and the hard cock slid
from her mouth. It stood straight out from his
father's body, glistening. Timmie pressed his penis up
against his body and rubbed it with one finger as he
watched.
Timmie's father pulled his mother to the side of the
bed, spread her legs, and mounted her. His father's
cock and balls were surrounded with hair, but his
mother's cunt was bare. Timmie saw her cunt open into
a hole when his father spread her for fucking. His
mother moaned and gasped when his father plunged his
cock in and fucked, and then she curled her legs
around his father's back and locked her ankles
together.
They shifted on the bed, and Timmie saw his father
thrust his cock deep to pour out his sperm. At the
same time, Timmie's very first cum oozed out of his
penis and on to his stomach. He rubbed a finger in his
cum and licked it. He liked the taste.
After that, he went to his room. He lay down in bed
and thought about how his father fucked and how his
mother got fucked. He realized he wanted to be just
like his mother.
He bent his knees, spread his legs, and reached down
to feel his own hole. With his other hand he rubbed
his penis. He came again.
* * *
For a long time, Timmie had to be content with sexing
himself, which he did often. He did it in the shower,
on his bed, and in front of the mirror. Once he even
made himself cum in his pants when he wasn't wearing
underwear, to make a wet spot on the front. Then he
walked through the house, showing off for his father,
mother, and his younger sister and brother. His family
had guests that night, and Timmie greeted them in his
cum-soaked pants too, making sure they saw his wet
spot so they would know he played with his penis and
made himself cum. He hoped they would talk about him
after he left.
After he was sure everyone had seen, he went back to
his room and took off the pants. He put on a pair of
tight white underwear with a hole in the back. The
hole was there because he cut holes in each of his
underpants as soon as his mother bought them. He cut
the holes carefully, so when he bent his knees and
lifted his legs, his fingers could slip through to
play with the hole in his body.
He lay down on his bed and slid the waist of the wet
pants he had just worn over his head, so the cum spot
covered his face. Then he sniffed and licked, smelling
and tasting his cum. After a while, he spread his legs
and fingered himself through the hole, while he rubbed
his stiff penis with a finger of his other hand. He
thought about how his family and his parents' guests
had seen his cum. That made him excited and his
fingers moved faster. Then he thought about how his
mother knew about the holes and the fingering, and how
he played with the hole in his body. That made him
cum. After he did, he slid his fingers into his
underpants to feel the sticky cum. Then he put his
cum-covered fingers in his mouth and sucked them.
* * *
When Timmie was fourteen, his father felt the time was
right. He told Timmie about pussies and explained that
Timmie was one. Timmie had known he was different from
other boys, and he was grateful to his father for
explaining why. His father also told him that because
he was a pussy, he could not initiate sex with anyone.
A pussy needed guidance, his father said, because a
pussy could not trust its instincts. A pussy's
instincts would always lead it to cock.
Timmie's father explained that, because he was a
loving father who cared about his son, he was going to
appoint just the right person to provide Timmie with
the guidance he needed. That person was Timmie's
younger sister, Melodie, who was thirteen at the time.
* * *
Now Timmie had to decide how to appear at his parents'
pool party going on outside his dressing room. What he
really wanted to do was tuck his penis between his
legs so it wouldn't show. At sixteen he looked very
young for his age -- he had a small body and no body
hair. With his slender build and narrow waist, the
stretchy yellow girl's swim suit he was putting on
would fit him perfectly. When he pulled the tight suit
all the way up, it would hold his small tucked penis
in place so there would be no sign he was a boy. He
would look like a young girl who might spread her legs
for cock.
Timmie shivered at the thought, but he knew he was not
allowed to fuck. Once again today, Melodie had said,
"No fucking for you." So as he stood there with his
suit pulled halfway up, he knew there was no point in
trying to look like a girl.
But that didn't mean he couldn't be a pussy boy. He
liked being a pussy boy. He decided to use his swim
suit to display his penis and his ass to the people
around the pool. They would look at him, and he liked
to be looked at. Thinking about it made him hot, and
his penis got stiff, which was exactly what he wanted.
Timmie pulled the suit up over his ass, settling it so
that it exposed his ass cheeks and pressed in against
his hole. Then he pulled it the rest of the way up,
worked the shoulder straps into place, and looked at
himself in the mirror.
His nipples showed through the thin suit. He had
colored them a dark red, so they would show. He
thought of them as boy tits, and he ran his hands over
his boy tits and pinched them so they made bumps in
the suit. He turned his back to the mirror, and saw
that the yellow strip of the suit disappeared
completely between his ass cheeks. Then he checked his
front to be sure the outline of his penis showed
clearly.
Timmie studied his face in the mirror. Melodie had
recently begun allowing him a little makeup, so he was
wearing just the lightest shade of pink lipstick, and
he had on a little eye shadow. "Just enough," he
thought, "To make me look like a pussy boy." He tossed
his head, and his hair settled naturally into a girlie
look.
He rubbed his penis, and his finger slid easily on the
smooth fabric of his suit. When his penis was
completely stiff, he opened the door and stepped out
onto the pool deck.
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