Date: Sat, 17 Dec 2005 05:21:31 +0000
From: Kevin Thompson <kebo_t@hotmail.com>
Subject: Choir Boys or Girls

Choir Boys, or Girls.
Kebo_t@hotmail.com

They gathered every school choir in the city at the mall.  We were all
dressed in our choir robes of the various school colors.  The junior high
choirs were on first, followed by individual performances by the high
schools.   We were on separate risers and sang two separate songs before the
grand finale.  Every choir had been practicing the same three songs for that
part.  I remember getting goose bumps when I heard all the little voices
come together, it was good.  It was also a great idea to get all the parents
to the mall for extra Christmas shopping.  I think they intentionally
scheduled the second performance a little later just to allow the parents
and kids to do shopping in between.  It allowed for some fun and trouble,
both the same thing.

I was a baritone, at least for my 7th grade choir. I had the deepest voice
in the choir.  There were three of us in that section, I know I was the
worst voice of the three, I just didn't want to embarrass anybody.  My best
friends were in the choir, really the reason that I signed up for it in the
first place.  Kelly and Greg were sopranos, as most of the boys were at that
time.  We may have had a tenor or two who were guys but mostly it was the
girls signing that part.  Both Kelly and Greg were thin and very young
looking.  But Kelly was just down right pretty.  He had clear skin with a
few freckles, a beautiful white smile, and a head full of great blonde hair.
  That day, his mother had made sure it was all clean and pretty.

It was that look and the unoccupied and unsupervised time that brewed the
trouble.  Kelly, Greg and I joined three of the girls in the choir at the
food court.  Over cokes, pretzels and fries, we talked about our performance
and what we were going to do over the Christmas break.  Caitlyn asked us how
we liked being in dresses.  I scoffed at the notion but Greg said it was
fine, even better since he wasn't wearing anything underneath.  That was a
complete lie verified by the rest of us looking under the table and seeing
the legs of his black slacks protruding out of the bottom of the satiny blue
choir robe.

But we did all agree that the robe made Kelly look like a girl in a dress.
Kelly just made a darling little face and batted his eyes like he was a
girl.  I said that he did have the best hair.  I got to look at the back of
his head all through choir practice and loved seeing that light blonde mop
swaying with the beat of the music.  The look of his hair was soon enhanced
by the girls putting a couple of their barrettes at just the right spot.  He
loved modeling the look for the rest of us.  Kelly got talked into a little
more of an experiment.  We walked to one of the big department anchor stores
and sought out the cosmetic section.  The girls convinced the women there
into letting them try some lipstick.  The girls knew which ones they liked
and how to get the women to let them test a color.  They also convince the
women to try some on their other `girlfriend'.  It was so obvious that Kelly
was a boy but the women not only let him try some on, they gushed over him.
The lip color was subtle because `she' was young, but a little color in the
cheeks made `her' look healthier, and enhancing `her' eyelashes would draw
attention to `her' pretty blue eyes.

In just a couple of minutes, Kelly looked damn good!  You could tell he had
on lipstick but nothing else but he looked even more like a girl.  The women
even repositioned the barrettes and adding a little poof to his hair.  Greg
and I couldn't keep from laughing hard; the others were enjoying it all as
well.  When they offered to try some fingernail polish on Kelly, as well as
Greg and I, that was just a little too much for Kelly.  We thoroughly
thanked the women and went back into the mall.

Kelly did very much look like a girl but I mentioned that the black pants
legs gave it all away.  We slid over to a corner of the mall, near the pet
store and eye glass place.  There we all watched as Kelly slipped out of his
pants.  He handed them to me and I slipped them under my own robe.  The
warmth and feel of the pants was getting me excited.  I didn't know if it
was because I was holding a boy's pants or that I was that close to someone
who looked like a very pretty girl and barely had anything on underneath the
robe.  Either way, my dick was in full blown boner.  But then, at that age,
it didn't take much at all to get me boned up.

We walked through the mall, smiling at all the people we passed.  Kelly and
the girls even stopped and shopped at a girls' clothes shop.   We got some
weird looks, mostly at me and Greg who were enjoying the trip around the
mall just a little too much.  As we approached the restrooms, I asked Kelly
if he needed to pee.  Greg didn't catch on right away and he disappeared
into the boys' room quickly.  I could see the sparkle in Kelly's eyes as he
realized what I meant.  He asked the girls to go with him.  They were all
giggling as they went in.  They even passed a couple of the other girls in
our choir on the way in.  Kelly was disappointed to find out that every
stall had walls and doors.  The boys room in the mall also had walls and
doors but at school, they had long ago taken down the walls in the boys
rooms.  To do any more than piss in those restrooms was to give up all
privacy.

Kelly came out telling stories.  The girls shook their heads, denying all
but one.  Kelly went ahead and pissed in one of the stalls while Jen was
with him in the stall.  That did inspire us to go to the dressing rooms.
All the boys in all the choirs used the store that used to sell junk like
little statues and bowls.  The girls were in a store that used to rent tuxes
for weddings and proms.  The girls led Kelly around; they were in there a
long time.  The stories of seeing naked tits were verified by the girls,
high school tits at that!  The claim to have seen pussy was not as readily
believed, but seeing panties was probable.

Kelly did perform the last set still made up, getting a lot of strange looks
from those who recognized him and our director.  He stood up there with
nothing on under his robe but his underwear.  I held on to his pants and
rubbed them against my boner.  I'm sorry, at that age my boner would
antagonize me to no end until I was able to jack off.  It had been like that
all summer and I hadn't invented jacking off until about 3 weeks into the
school semester.  I spent a lot of hot summer days yanking on my jeans and
swimsuit until I would eventually worry my boner away.

After we got back to school on the busses, all six of us decided to go over
to Caitlyn's house; she was just a block from school.  That is where my
first real exploration began.  At least that overtly.   Kelly stayed made up
as we talked about his adventure.  We asked if he was going to go home like
that.  He said his mom would be thrilled to have a girl but his dad would
probably cut his nuts off if he went in the house looking like that.  That
got us talking about the different voices in choir.  Cindy, who was serious
about choir and singing, said that when boys have voices like Kelly's and
Greg's they would cut off their nuts so their voices wouldn't change.  She
even said that there was a name for that, castrati.  I was a relieved that
my voice had changed.  Greg looked pained, he bent over at the thought of
such an operation.  Caitlyn and Cindy started to describe how boys' voices
were directly proportional to the size of their balls.  They said that Kelly
had to have very small balls and that Greg's were probably just a little bit
bigger.  They said they knew that I had big balls.

I asked if that was just from my voice.  They said it was part of it but it
was also that they could see how big they were through my pants.  They
pointed to my crotch and it was bulging.  Most of it was my boner, which was
very interested in the current conversation.  I was already halfway blushing
but that pushed it all the way.  My face was so red.  I'm not sure how I had
any blood in the rest of my body, between the blushing and the boner.  They
told me it was more than just then.  They said they all noticed it at the
pool this summer, in fact they and some other girls talked about it all day
long.  I really think they were seeing more dick than balls but I did grow
some big balls then.  I was one of the first boys, really in sixth grade, to
mature.  My dick was respectable size, I only saw one in PE that was bigger
but my balls were big too.  There were many times I would stand in front of
the mirror and watch them swing.

The girls had our attention with all the talk about voices and balls.  They
dismissed Greg's counter theory that tit size was proportional to girls'
voices.  The discussion got so serious that we were convinced to show out
balls.  Now, we wouldn't have to show our dicks, or all of our balls, we
just had to pull on ball out the side of our underwear to show them.  That
had Kelly and me pulling off our pants.  We both stayed in a half crouch as
we did, to hide our boners.  I had to reach in and arrange things so that
only a single ball would pop out the side.  My boner was screaming at me.  I
was slightly rubbing it through my underwear as I held it up out of the way.
  It didn't take all that much bravery to show one of my balls, I was
actually thrilled to do it.

The girls and Greg were checking us out closely.  The circle we were in had
tightened and they were really right on top of us.  Jen and Caitlyn were
secretly petting their pussies as they looked.  Greg wasn't as subtle as he
bent and pulled on his little boner.  I even pulled my underwear to the
middle and showed that my other ball was of equal size.

The girls wanted to refine their theory and that meant that Greg had to
compare with Kelly.  Greg fought a little to keep his pants on but I knew
him well enough that he just loved the attention.  The girls kept after him,
Kelly and I said it was only fair and that if he didn't do it, we would rip
the pants right off of him.  Greg pulled out of his pants. And then instead
of pulling a ball out the side, he pulled his underwear straight down,
exposing his balls and little boner.  I heard gasps, I know one was from
Kelly, I'm not too sure if one wasn't mine.  He did have a nice looking
dick.  He had a few little pubic hairs right above his dick.  His hair was
dark and that part of his body was so white that they really showed up.
There was a lot of excitement as we experienced a completely naked dick.
After a little bit, we got serious about the subject again.  In their ball
sacks, it was a little hard to tell if one ball was bigger than the other.
I said that if you felt them, you could probably tell.

The girls were dying to be the one to touch them to tell but there was so
much uncertainty that no one volunteered.  Well, I did.  I reached over and
Kelly spread his legs.  We both shivered as my fingers touched his balls.  I
felt around, got a good measure of the size and then went for Greg's.  Greg
even lifted his butt off the ground so I could have a better feel.  It was
obvious.  Kelly's were about the size of an almond and Greg's were grape
sized.  I reported my findings and the girls were happy that they knew what
they were talking about.

When they wanted to be a little more precise, it led me to offering the
girls to go ahead and feel the other boys.  I know Greg and Kelly wanted
them to do it.  The girls' hands were flopping back and forth between Greg
and Kelly.  I watched as they felt more of Greg than just his balls, they
got a good feel of his boner.  Kelly had pulled both balls out the side of
his underwear.  It really would have been hard to split that little sack
with his underwear.  It got quiet as all the feeling was going on.  There
wasn't a lot of talking, but there were smiles, nods, and winks.

When Jen looked at me and then at my crotch, I nodded and got up on my
knees.  I let my underwear hang low and allow access through the leg
opening.  Jen slid her hand all the way in.  She found my balls, first
feeling the size of each, then cupping the entire sack and lifting.  Her
hand stayed in there a long time.  She not only had her way with my balls,
but she found my boner and explored that for a while.  Her face was close to
mine and I could see a very sexy look on her face.  She was enjoying feeling
me as much as I was.  She took her hand out, really just to go in the other
side when Caitlyn got her chance.  Caitlyn wasn't nearly as caressing, she
also stayed with just my balls.  When she hit my dick, she would give a
little apology for touching it.  I said it was ok several times.

Cindy was looking on.  She was staring at Caitlyn's hand inside my underwear
while mimicking the movements on Greg's dick and balls.  Greg's eyes were
closed and he was enjoying the feel.  Kelly was just about drooling as he
watched.  He was pulling and bending his boner.  I could tell he really
wanted to jump right in the middle of all the hands and dicks.  And Jen's
hand was rubbing my balls and even sliding to my butt through my underwear.

I knew what I was about to do and I told the girls they were going to have
to stop for a few minutes.  Cindy wasn't thrilled that she was going to lose
out on her turn but I said she could try it in a few minutes.  I needed the
time to relax and not cum.  Caitlyn and Jen knew what was going to happen.
They asked the rest of us if we wanted to see something really cool,
something that only boys could do, besides piss standing up.
The three of us boys would have done anything right then.  Caitlyn told us
to lie on our backs, and get real close.  As we moved into position, they
slipped Greg's underwear completely off.  They pushed us closer, so that our
hips were touching.  Then Caitlyn grabbed my underwear by the waistband and
pulled them off as she told Cindy to do the same thing to Kelly.  All three
of our boners were pointing to the sky.  It was silly looking, the first
time I had seen more than my dick all hard like that.  Greg slapped at mine
and Kelly's.  I would swear the Jen was cuming in her undies just from
looking at us.

Caitlyn said she had seen her brothers do it.  Jen said she knew what she
was taking about it and told Cindy it was going to be cool.  Caitlyn said
that it was going to be either Greg or Kelly to do it, because it would be
like sex if any of the girls did it.  Since it was just boys doing it, it
was fine.  And she warned Jen and Cindy to not go to the bathroom until they
washed their hands, they could get pregnant.  She wrapped her hand around my
dick, I jumped, my legs and head came off the ground.  She told Greg and
Kelly to watch as she started stroking my dick.  She asked me if she was
doing it right, I told her that I didn't know what she was talking about.

When she wanted Greg to try, he climbed over me to the other side.  He told
Kelly to slide over.  Greg started jacking me, he was good, like he knew the
right rhythm, even if he also said he didn't know what he was doing.  He did
me about 10 strokes, I think 12 would have had me cuming.  Then he told
Kelly to try.  I looked over, Kelly's boner was rock hard even if small, his
lips were stilled pretty and his hair was still in the clips.  His eyes were
really pretty, and then I couldn't think any more.  I started shooting cum.
It was the very first time that I had cum at the hand of someone else (other
than one very wet dream at summer camp, and now I have suspicions about it
simply being a wet dream).  It was also the best cum I had in my life up to
that time.  I know I shot at least three ropes and had to have oozed at
least five more.  I was trying to get Kelly to stop jacking me, it was
making me crazy because I was so sensitive.  I finally had to reach out and
grab him, anywhere I could, to stop him.  And I had grabbed a naked butt
cheek.  I squeezed to make him stop and I even felt butthole on my finger.
I think it was a little bit of my finger going in his hole that got him to
stop.

My dick really didn't go limp but it softened.  When Cindy saw me react and
my boner start to droop, she asked Kelly if he broke my dick.  Caitlyn
explained that they all do that.  Cindy said that it looked soft, she didn't
know they ever got soft. She hadn't seen any soft dicks.  I don't think she
had seen any others than those three in front of her now.  The girls'
attention turned to Greg.  His boner was ready and his hand was playing with
it.  He too claimed to know nothing about jacking off.  Kelly was more than
happy to show him how good it felt.  Kelly leaned over me, his little boner
was hitting me in the hip and bouncing with the rhythm of his strokes.

As he got close, Greg started moaning.  He sounded cute and sexy.  His voice
was definitely a soprano.  When he was about to shoot, he rolled over and
faced me.  It made Kelly change his grip to a back hand.  I felt a little
wet spot where Kelly's dick was rubbing on my hip.  Then I felt several hot
spurts of his cum hit me on my belly and balls.  I said it was so gross but
I really liked it.  All the boys were laughing.  I'm not sure what the girls
were doing, other than staring.

My dick had recovered in the short amount of time it took to get Greg off.
It was now Kelly's turn.  Greg wasn't as worn out as I was right after I
cumed and he started right away jacking Kelly.  Greg, Caitlyn, and Jen said
they didn't think that Kelly could do that.  I honestly wasn't aware that he
couldn't.  When I had discovered that I could cum, I just thought about all
the jacking that I had missed when I was a little kid.

Greg tried for awhile but I wanted to try and I took my turn as soon as Greg
took his hand off.  It was very awkward the way I was doing it, so I pulled
Kelly on top of me.  I hadn't even thought about the cum that was on my
belly and it was too late when I felt it squooshing between me and Kelly.
It was much easier to stroke him that way.  My dick was riding in between
his legs, he said he could feel my pubic hair tickling the back of his legs.
  I could feel fingers reaching up and touching my balls and dick as I was
jacking Kelly.  I could feel Kelly's body stiffen, his little balls
disappeared from his sack, and I could feel his dick spasm like he was
cuming.  I couldn't see if he shot but I was sure that he did.  We both
confirmed that he really did cum.

I was ready to cum again, at least I had to do something with my thumping
boner.  But we were done for the day.  It really had more to do with the
fact that we could hear Caitlyn's mom in the kitchen.  All the boys got up
and went in the bathroom.  I started wiping Kelly's back clean with a towel.
  But Greg grabbed a stupid little stuffed animal and wiped my entire front
and really cleaned up my pubic hair.  We agreed not to talk about this at
all with anybody.

When we got out, and before we went on home, we heard how Caitlyn learned
some things from her brothers.  And Jen had been there a few times.  They
admitted to sometimes peeking in the room but other times the brothers would
show them some stuff.  For several years after that, those 3 girls were
responsible with helping us 3 boys learn a lot more stuff.

In the months to come, I would get to see Greg's voice grow deeper and I was
convinced the girls' theory was correct.  His balls and dick grew, although
his voice should have ended up being deeper than mine.

For the rest of the year, we would kid Kelly about him being a castrati.  We
looked it up, and even got our choir director talking about it.  She said
that the famous boys choir use to do that to several boys each year.  That
idea is still painful.  It wasn't the last time Kelly got fixed up and went
sneaking around as a girl.

So, what do you guys think?  Cute?  Boring?  Too bi?  Not enough bi? I would
love a critique of what you think.  Please email me with comments.
Kebo_t@hotmail.com