Date: Tue, 27 Dec 2005 20:06:47 +0000
From: Kevin Thompson <kebo_t@hotmail.com>
Subject: Choir Boys or Girls 2

A Couple of Days After the Choir Performance
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It was several days after we made Kelly up as a girl and let him roam around
the girls room at the choir performance.  We were out for the Christmas
holidays and typically, I was sleeping over at his house.  Up to that point,
our time was spent with very little focus on things sexual or bodily.  After
our early years when buttholes were a fascination, we really were not into
things like that.  This night changed those interests, actually I know it
was the adventure at the mall and afterwards that changed it.

We were in Kelly's room.  It was a small room filled with a large bed and
big bulbous furniture.  I really liked it how it was, a bunk bed and decent
sized kid's furniture.  He had inherited this furniture from his
grandparents.  There was barely enough floor between his bed and the dresser
to stand but he kept a beanbag chair there.  A small TV was positioned
across from it.  Kelly and I were stuffed into the chair, ready for bed.
That meant in our tighty-whiteys and because it was winter, t-shirts.   We
had to sit close and that allowed the aromas from out bodies to concentrate
and arrive at my nose.

I was a little bit embarrassed at the smell.  It had been a long day and we
had run around and gotten sweaty, so there was that sweaty smell.  It wasn't
all that bad, it wasn't old nasty sweat, just a good clean sweat that I
would normally enjoy when by myself.  There was a little nasty smell of
butt, not that we had shit our pants but we just were not that clean after
all day long.  And there was that smell that was from cum.  It smelled to me
like jacking off.   It was that smell that was in my underwear when I
changed for PE.  It was not butt or piss but that sexy smell.  I figured it
had to be from me, I didn't think Kelly could be making that smell since he
wasn't cuming yet.  And because we were sitting so close and in such tight
quarters, the smell was strong.

Our conversation got around to the day at the mall.  We were laughing at him
going around looking like a girl and seeing all the tits and pussy.  I was
believing he saw some tits but that had to have been all.  He insisted he
saw some pussy, it might have been in underwear though.  We talked only a
little bit about what happened after we left the mall.  Most of what we
talked about is how we did with the girls and really didn't talk too much
about what happened among me, Kelly and Greg.  Each of us would say a little
about it but then we would divert the conversation back to the girls.

I was really having trouble right then hiding my boner.  I was sitting on
the beanbag with my knees up, that kept my boner pressing into my belly
instead of pointing out.  Kelly was sitting the same way and keeping his
legs together.  He would occasionally flap his legs when he laughed or got
excited about something.  I realized that the hot sex scent wasn't just
coming from me.  I could smell the air that wafted over his stuff and it was
a little different than mine.  It was sweeter and a lot less musky, but it
was still sexy.

Kelly told me the story about what happened when he went over to Caitlyn's
the next day.  Here is how I remember it from his perspective:

"They wanted me to dress up like a girl again.  I wasn't going to argue if I
was going to get to see tits and pussy again.  They were messing with my
face and hair like girls do.  They pinned back my hair and did my lips and
cheeks and even my eyes.  See, look at my lashes [they were darker and
fuller.  Kelly was so blonde then that the mascara on his lashes really
stood out.  I thought it really looked good].  They did way too much on the
lipstick and eyeshadow, I looked more like a clown than a girl.  I ended up
washing most of it off and they just did a little like in the mall.  Then
they did my hair, it was all curled.  They even burned my ear.  [He showed
me the red mark, like showing me battle scars.]  Every hair was curling.

"Then they started putting clothes on me.  I stood around in nothing but my
underpants.  They put me in dresses and other stuff.  You know those pink
shorts and white tank top with the lace around the arms that Caitlyn used to
wear a lot, they put me in that.  I looked better than she did.  They
finally got me in Caitlyn's old church dress.

"Then they wanted me to put on a bra.  I had to stuff it, a lot.  [That got
us talking about whether the girls stuffed their bras.  We knew those three
girls didn't.  We had become quite good at working together and getting the
girls to lean over to look at something or get something so that the others
could look down their shirts or through the arm opening and see tits.  Every
once in a while, I would get just enough brown nipple to inspire a great
jack off session that day.]  I learned how they go together and how they
come apart.  I'll show you later, just in case you ever get lucky.

"They wanted me to put on panties.  I wasn't so sure about that. [I asked
him if he had a boner and if that was why he didn't want to put the panties
on.]  Oh man, yea, I was so hard and huge!  [He may have been hard, but not
huge.]   And Caitlyn didn't want me to mess up her panties.  [I told him
that I figured he would have been happy to show off his boner,  he wasn't
that shy the other day.]   I would have, well, I did later on, but after
they saw your honker, mine looks so small. [I was both flattered and
embarrassed.]

"But we did start talking about that.   They put a tampon in my underpants
and I acted like I didn't know what it was for [well, I didn't know], I made
them tell me.  They made it sound so gross.  Then I made them explain more.
Jen pulled her panties tight against her pussy so that I could see some
stuff.  She was wearing those thin, like nylon panties and I could really
see her pussy.  She was pulling them so tight that they got wet, I don't
think it was pee but she didn't shoot or anything.  They got all scientific,
we were all laughing at how serious they were trying to sound.

"Cindy said that Jen had a small `clip'.  I couldn't see what they were
talking about.  They pointed, and when Caitlyn was pointing, she was
tickling Jen's pussy.  I still didn't see what they meant.  Jen moved her
panties off to the side and I could see her hair and pussy.  I still didn't
see.  I made it sound like I had never seen a pussy before [He hadn't, at
least not beyond a Penthouse].  They said that I needed lessons, since I was
going to be a girl, for a while.  They said I could also tell all the boys
so they would know.  I'm only going to tell you, and maybe Greg.

"Cindy and Caitlyn pulled their jeans and panties down.  They both have
hair!  Cindy's is darker than her head [pubic hair color versus head hair
color was a favorite topic of discussion among almost every boy in our
class].  I was right up in their pussies and they were pulling them open and
pointing to stuff.  I have no idea what they said, I was too busy looking.
[I told him that he was too busy pulling on his dick.  He laughed and pulled
on it right then]  I always thought pussies look a lot alike but they were
different like dicks.  You know how dicks look different? [I would normally
be reluctant to answer that, but the conversation was good and we snuggled
up against each other, and both had boners that were screaming for
attention]

"The girls all got on Caitlyn's bed and put their legs up so that I could
see all their pussies.  It smelled like bad tuna fish!   I had three pussies
looking right at me.  I just kept looking and I could see what they were
talking about with their `clips'.  I could see where dicks go in too.  But
their clips were right about here . . . [Kelly reached over and poked me
right where my dick and sack meet.  I jumped, sucked in some air, and cussed
a little.  I really wasn't expecting that and it was almost like an
electrical shock.]

"Is that your dick?  [I told him it was both, he caught me right underneath.
  He kept trying to look as he finished his story.]

"The girls convinced me that since they showed me their pussies, that I
should show them my dick.  I told them they got a great look already, but
you know I was going to show them anyway.  I pulled up my dress and pulled
down my underpants.  They all slid off the bed, only Jen pulled up her
panties.  They were all on the floor, looking at me close.  I told them they
could touch it.

"They kept pulling on it and doing the sproing thing.  You know what I mean?
  The sproing thing, where you pull your dick down and let it go and it goes
sproing!"


That was about the end of his story.  Mostly because Kelly showed me what he
meant.  He wiggled out of his undies and flicked his boner and made it
bounce back and forth.  Without his underwear masking his aroma, I got a
whiff that gave me no doubt that some of that sexy smell was coming from
him.  I even leaned over near his dick and smelled.  I think he thought I
was going to suck him right then.  I told him I just wanted to smell
something.

Then he wanted to smell, and he also wanted to so me how I would sproing.
I wiggled out of my undies.  My butt and balls felt the beanbag material and
it did feel sexy.  And my aroma was pretty strong.  I wasn't embarrassed by
it now.  My dick was pointing up and Kelly reached over and kept flicking
it.  I was laughing and jumping with each touch.  He kept flicking it and I
was not laughing, I was getting serious.  I was breathing hard and I felt
like I was going to cum.  I told him he needed to quit.  We even wrestled a
little and that just got our bodies entwined.  He kept asking what was
wrong.  I kept telling him that if he didn't quit, that I was going to
shoot.  I swear he had four hands because I couldn't grab enough of them to
keep them off my dick.

I finally said that if he wanted to see me do it, that he had to quit
sproinging and just do it right.  There would be another time, weeks later
that I would cum by sproinging,  and a few special times over the years.  I
took his hand in mine and started stroking my dick.  I was so ready to shoot
that it only took a little bit of that before I was making a mess, shooting
over my belly and legs.  There was no aiming when Kelly was stroking.

He thought that was so cool.  He kept his hand on his own dick as I tried to
catch my breath.  He asked me enough that I told him what it felt like to
cum.  He wanted to know what it felt shooting through my dick.  If I could
feel my balls squeeze and shoot.  And several other questions.

I never did get soft, and Kelly wanted to feel something.  He crawled on top
of me.  He put his soft skin, rock hard dick on mine.  It was small but I
could feel the heat from it.  He was doing a little more of that flicking,
making our dicks bounce together.  I wasn't so close to cuming and I was
able to talk.  He said he liked the way my pubes felt on his balls.  I gave
him a little hard time about him not having any pubes when he told me he
had.  I said I couldn't see them.  He moved up and put his balls in my face.
  There at the bottom of his sack were two blonde pubes.

The urge was just too much.  I pulled my head up and opened my mouth.  I
engulfed his balls in my mouth.  I never expected them to taste that good, I
was amazed at how I could feel each ball and the cords and blood vessels in
his sack.  He just about melted in my mouth, he whole body just went to
jelly. I played with his balls in my mouth for a little and then went for
his dick.  The taste of it as soon as I put it in my mouth was the same as
that hot sexy aroma.

I flicked my tongue around his head.  I messed with the piss slit.  I had
him moaning and whining.  I had his butt squeezed in my hands.  I could hear
him telling me that I better stop.  I kept going.  I went from dick to just
balls to all of them in my mouth.  I had his dick in my mouth and he was
wiggling all over.  I let his dick out of my mouth and went for his balls.
They were gone.  His sack was empty.  I went right back to his dick and he
started orgasming.  I could feel a little slick drop or two hit my tongue.
I felt his dick move like it was cuming.  I was enjoying know that I was
making him cum.  I was laughing as he was trying to get me off his very
sensitive dick.  After he laid down beside me, I tried to get him to tell me
what it felt like to cum.

He did tell me more about the day with the girls.  He said they let him rub
his sack on their pussies, not his dick though.  He asked me if his sack
tasted like tuna fish, not at all.  We stayed with our undies down, with his
blanket pulled over us for a while until we snuck out to his kitchen to get
a snack.

I didn't sleep that much that night.  We slept on the same side of the bed.
I had my hand on his dick and fondle it until I finally fell asleep.  I woke
up when I felt his hands playing with my morning boner.

I'll quit for now, see if this is interesting to anybody.  I did like the
comments I got to the first part. If I get those kind of comments, I might
tell the rest of the story.  Thanks guys.