Date: Tue, 7 Mar 2017 23:05:48 +0000
From: Me You <nifty-story@outlook.com>
Subject: Con Boys - Chapter 1 (Revised) (Bisex Adult/Youth)

Con Boys - Chapter 1 - The Interview - Adult/Youth Bisex (mast, b/b, b/M, b/g, b/F+)

Disclaimer: The characters in this story are entirely fictional. Any
resemblance to any real person, place or event is entirely coincidental.
This story features sex between a teenage boy, other teenagers and men and
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Vocabulary: This story is set in England. Football is the proper name for soccer and wanking is jacking off....for those people who don't know ;)

THE INTERVIEW

Alex sat in the plastic chair facing the table as he has been asked. His
dark brown hair was flawlessly styled, swept seemingly carelessly across
his head with strands dangling down onto his clear forehead. His dark eyes
stared at the strangers in front of him while is face, normally marked by a
glowing smile looked confused. He masked his confusion by tapping together
the heels of his football boots under his chair. He'd come straight from a
match (which they had won, of course; with Alex scoring the goal, of
course) and he was still in his kit. Alex played for one of the top
under-15 teams in the country. Having just turned 14 he was still the
youngest player on the team, but his skill with the ball easily made up for
that. His young face was red and still had a shine of sweat on it. His
knees were still caked in mud and his right cheek still showed a gentle
splatter of dried mud as is scattered over his unblemished skin. Behind the
chair, a trail of mud led back to the door through which he had
entered. Other than the table, the strangers and the chair that Alex was
sitting on, there was a large TV which was directly behind the strangers, a
door in the other corner and what looked like an open shower area right
next to the door.

The strangers were a mixed group. They ranged in age from late twenties up
to early fifties. Alex peered across the strangers: they were waiting for
something. He used this as a chance to examine them more closely. The first
one was a lady, blond hair and great tits she was easily the youngest and
reminded Alex of his English teacher, Miss Radkins. Next to her was an
older man; he was probably in his early fifties but still had a good
athletic body on him. He had dark hair, with plenty of grey showing through
and smiled at Alex as he was studied by the boy. Next along the line was
another woman; a little older but again still a great figure and some of
the biggest tits Alex had ever seen in his life. The last of the strangers
was another woman. Being in her mid thirties she was in the middle of the
age group. She had a much curvier figure and beamed at Alex as he looked at
her. She flicked a spiral of hair of her head as she was examined more
closely. Next to the woman was an empty chair. It appeared as though they
were waiting for it to be filled.

Behind him, Alex felt a draught as the door that he had entered opened
again. He flicked his head round, hardly disturbing his hair and saw the
figure of the man who had asked him to come here. At 6'5" tall, his
football coach, Mr Hollerman, was a tall and imposing man. He was keenly
muscled and had incredible ball skills on the field. Only a knee injury had
stopped him from achieving his goal of going professional. Having watched
the man play on several occasions, Alex was envious of his skill on the
pitch and also slightly envious of the great body that he had honed in all
of the practise that he had done.

Closing the door behind him, Mr Hollerman strode past the chair that Alex
was sitting in, giving a nod and a smile to the boy, before heading to the
empty chair. As he sat down, he passed a thin file across to each person at
the table. Each person opened their file and read briefly before nodding
and smiling.

"Thank you for coming to visit us Alex." said the man sitting almost
central, "Your football coach, Mr Hollerman, recommended you to us." The
man smiled and looked across at the muscled footballer sitting along the
table from him. "I suppose by now you're wondering why you are here and why
we think you might be suitable." The man paused as Alex gently nodded his
head. "I am Mr Jones, the head of the organisation, but I am going to hand
over to Mrs Smith, our head of recruitment, who is going to explain who we
are, what we do and how we thing you might be able to help us."

The man turned to the the woman with huge tits next to him. Alex had been
absent mindedly staring at them while the man was talking but as she
started to talk he looked up to see a smile on her face. He'd been caught.

"Alex, the organisation we all work for is here to help women all across
the UK and at special times, in other countries too. As I am sure you are
aware, there are many women across the country who want to have children
but for one reason or another cannot. We work closely with women who are
able to conceive but their partner is unable to get them pregnant. This may
be because it is a man whose sperm is damaged or they are unable to have
sex, or it could be because a woman is a lesbian in a relationship with
another woman. You may have heard that there are medical options for all of
these people including IVF treatment and artificial insemination but some
people don't like these medical procedure. As an organisation we work with
wealthy clients who instead of undergoing a medical procedure wish,
instead, to conceive in as natural a way as possible. As their partner is
unable to provide viable sperm to conceive they use our services." Mrs
Smith paused a moment to see if Alex was keeping up. Having seen his test
scores in the file, she knew he was not just exceptionally talented on the
football pitch but also a gifted mathematician and scientist and a talented
writer.

She continued, "This is where you come in. Through detailed testing we have
found that the best sort of sperm to use for conception is that from
teenage boys. There are a number of advantages to using a boys sperm: the
quality is a lot higher, the success rate has always been much higher and
also boys produce much more sperm than older men, who have passed their
prime." She smiled as she saw that Alex was beginning to realise what he
was here for.

"This is why we have formed a group of some of the most talented and gifted
boys in the UK. In order to be recommended to us you need to be achieving
top scored academically as well as be physically very fit and highly good
looking. You meet all of these criteria Alex. As I said earlier though, it
is not just a case of us collecting sperm from teenage boys and
inseminating the women with it. They wish to conceive in as natural a way
as possible. Our organisation specialises in providing these attractive,
talented boys to help conceive children. The boys visit the women over
several evenings at the ideal point in their menstrual cycle and have sex
with the women, depositing their highly fertile sperm as deeply as possible
into them." Alex's eyebrows shot up and his brown furrowed as Mrs Smith hit
the final point of what he was here for. He was being asked to have sex
with lots of women to get them pregnant.

Mrs Smith saw the surprise on her face and the younger woman took the pause
as a chance to jump in, "I'm Miss Davis, in charge of assignments. I can
see that this is a huge shock to you Alex so I would like to reassure you
of a few things. First of all, you don't have to do anything. You can turn
down any or all assignments. Second of all, you will never have any
responsibility in raising or spending money on any of the children that you
produce. Finally, we will of course pay you for your work. You will receive
£100 each time you visit a woman and then £500 on top of that for
each woman that you successfully impregnate." Alex still hadn't said a word
but his eyebrows shot up again and he stared across the strangers and his
football coach sat at the table. They wanted to pay him to have sex with
women. He was still very much a virgin but his nightly wank fantasies were
all about finally losing it with a woman.

Alex's football coach then spoke quietly, "You have a lot to think about
but do you have any questions right now?"

Looking down at his muddy knees, Alex started to peel off the flaking mud
as he thought, "Errr...no. But what if I don't like a woman or they're like
really old or really fat?" he finally asked quietly.

The curvy woman smiled at him, "I'm Amy, I can't stand all this Mr and Mrs
stuff. To be clear Alex, you do not have to take an assignment if you don't
want to. However, in order to meet our requirements, a woman has to be of a
suitable age and fitness to conceive and carry a child to term. Very old or
very obese women are excluded from our process for that reason. I am in
charge of meeting women who wish to use our service and I am very thorough
in checking the suitability of our clients before they are considered for
assignment."

Mr Jones spoke again in his deep voice, "So Alex, now you know who we
are. We have lots of information about you as well and Mr Hollerman has
told us an awful lot about you. Today I watched your match and I can tell
that you are a very talented and popular player which makes you ideal to
work with us. There are just a couple of other things to be aware of before
you decide whether to move on to recruitment. First of all, we are a secret
organisation. This is why we still haven't old you the name. Any work you
do for us or with is his highly secret. As I am sure you are aware, the
service we provide is certainly not legal and could be very embarrassing
for some of our clients, especially those who wish to conceive without
their husband's knowledge. The second thing is that in order to send you
out on assignments, we will need to assess you and train you. This will
involve us seeing you naked, sexually aroused and actually having sex. Are
these things acceptable to you?"

Blushing at the thought of being naked and having sex, Alex thought for a
moment. Being a teenage boy he was always horny and the thought of having
loads of sex with women overrode the embarrassment to the point where Alex
looked Mr Jones in the eye and nodded.

"There is one further thing I wish to make you aware of Alex, from our
reports you are very much interested in just girls and women. However, on
some assignments, the husband is aware of what is happening and sometimes
wants to watch or join in. How would you feel if an assignment involved a
man as well?" asked Miss Davis.

An expression of shock spread across Alex's face: Men? He might have to
have sex with men too? "What do you mean join in?" Asked Alex quickly, "I
ain't letting no man fuck me if that's what you mean."

"Of course not Alex, that is strictly forbidden. In most cases a man may
wish to hold your penis to help put it into his wife; he may want to hug or
even kiss you while you have sex with his wife and in some rare cases you
may be asked to suck his penis while you have sex with his wife. Your
purpose at the visit though is to get the woman pregnant, please remember
this. We will cover all of these situations in your training if you do
decide to work for us. Is there anything else that is worrying you?"

Once again, Alex looked at his muddy knees and the mud peeling off
them. Being a well groomed boy, he wished he could have showered after the
match but Mr Hollerman has been insistent that he attend the meeting
immediately. He thought about all of the sex he could have - it was just
the possibility of men that put him off. Surely that was a small price to
pay for shagging loads of women though? It wasn't actually gay if he didn't
like it and did it just so he could have sex. Looking up at the people at
the table in front of him, Alex saw they were all staring at him. He smiled
slightly and shook his head then smiled more as Mr Hollerman beamed at him
encouragingly.

"Right," said Mr Jones as he saw that the interview was over, "time for a
decision young Alex. In a moment I am going to ask you to go out of that
door." He pointed to the other door in the room, which was near to the open
shower area, "Through that door you will find a small changing room. This
is where you have a choice. In the changing room you will find another
door. This will lead you outside. If you leave through that door you will
leave us forever. We will never contact you again and your recruitment will
be over. Mr Hollerman will still be your football coach but that is all. We
will not look badly on you and you will still be the amazing and talented
young man that you were when you entered here. Your other choice is instead
to remove all of your clothes and then come back into this room. Once back
in this room we will ask you to do a number of things so that we can assess
your sexual suitability for our organisation. These things will involve you
being naked and sexually aroused. Do you understand?"

Alex nodded.

"OK young man, decision time. Go through the door now."

Alex stood up and looked at Mr Hollerman, who he had known since he'd
joined the under-12s all of those years ago. The man was smiling
encouragingly as Alex slowly walked over to the door. He passed the open
shower area and saw the beads of water on the wall showing the shower had
recently been used. Putting his hand on the cool metal of the door handle,
Alex pushed the handle down and slipped through into the small changing
area. Sure enough, on the opposite wall was another door. Alex sat down on
the bench and thought.

Outside, behind the table, the assembled members of the organisation sat
and waited to see what their striking young man would decide.

Would he re-enter the room naked or exit back to the outside world?

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Well, Alex has a lot to think about so I'm going to finish Chapter 1 there
and give him some thinking.

Feedback and comments would be very much appreciated. I have quite a story
mapped out but it would be good to see if any of you fantastic readers have
any ideas.

nifty-story@outlook.com

Thanks for reading!