Date: Tue, 3 Mar 2015 21:04:38 -0800 From: Dick Peters <dickpeters378@gmail.com> Subject: Refuge for Boys 1 ----------------------------------------------------------------------- The events in this story are fantasies for `adults' and are not intended, in real life, to endorse, urge, promote, advocate, coax, cajole, recommend, prescribe, advise, influence, prompt or encourage any of the activities depicted therein. Any questions? ----------------------------------------------------------------------- They were gathered from around the country. Young boys who had been made homeless by deserting parents or institutions which did not want to deal with them. There were sweet boys, tender and vulnerable, who were thought too week to survive in society or in rough and tumble foster or institutional environments. The Refuge provided them a home. The staff at the Refuge was all female and fully able to love and care for the tenderfoots for the years necassary to transition them into society. The care plan was simple. The boys, vulnerable due to their sensitiviity and femininity, were to be taught how to use those qualities to empower them. Their transition involved both psychological and biological treatments emerging from their one indisputable tool, their sexual beauty. The arrival of the timid acolytes at the Refuge was unnerving to the boys but within minutes of arrival, they were so captivated by their new environment that fears and trepidations melted away. Usually, about 9 boys arrived at a given admission time and all were escorted to their rooms by the staff members. The women, called Angels, were invariably sweet tempered and dressed in what might have been considered provocative dress (or undress). They were affectionate, hugging their new charges and kissing them tenderly. They understood that the boys had been roughly handled, if handled at all, and quickly gained the boys confidence with their friendly and carressing ways. Each boy was to occupy a bedroom with two others who were psychologically matched with their roomates for highest compatablility. In truth, most of the boys in the Refuge had pretty much the same shy, timid character so that matching up boys caused no complications. The women running the Refuge had discovered that the types of intimacy most desired among the boys was, at least initially, facilitated by having 3 boys in a room together. Billy, Tommy and Robby were accompanied to their room by Polly. The room was simply appointed but occupied by one, albeit, large bed. The boys were somewhat taken aback that all would be expected to sleep in the same bed. `The better for you to get to `know' each other' Polly said with an innocent smile and a particular emphasis on the word know. But equally noticiable was the picture hanging on the wall above the bed. Two smooth bodied boys, naked and embracing each other. A stunning, high gloss photograph which seemed to almost bring the photographic subjects into the room. Polly was pleased to observe the boys, all three of them, stare at the picture with aroused looks on their faces. The intimacy of the pictured nude lovers kissing obviously stirred more than just causual interst as the boys cheeks flamed red and eyes widened. `You'll meet them later today, boys. They are just beginning the final phase of their stay here. You can see how smooth their skin is and how their features are starting to become, uh, I guess you could say, a bit curvy'. Polly giggled when she said this. The first order of business after the boys had torn their eyes away from the photo (and other similar pictures hanging in the room) was to put away their belongings, remove all their clothes and prepare to put on short, clingy and somehat transparent robes, and slippers. The boys were embarrassed that Polly watched them do this. She said for them not to be shy because she and all other `Angels' were used to seeing naked boys and were quite comfortable with it. As a matter of fact, she added, `we all adore cute, girly boys so don't think you have to cover up'. Polly's dreamy look as she watched the boys undress, and then when they were totally naked, slowly handing them their individual robes while gazing up and down their bodies and llghtly touching them here and there. `It's hard to imagine 3 cuter boys' she said to no one in particular. You're so lucky to share the same bed.'. Billy, Tommy and Robbie barely knew each other so the thought of sharing the same bed, especially in a room with several pictures of naked boys on the walls, felt strange and a bit scary. But as their inhibitions began to fade, they observed that Polly's `cute boys' comment might actually be true. They were each embarrassed to imagine that they might be one of the`cute' boys but they certainly saw how true that was of the other two boys they would be sleeping with. And possibly more than just sleeping. Already they were beginning to look forward to their new home. Polly had made all three boys totatly undress before giving them their robes. While they stood bare and em-bare-assed, she took her time disposing of all their clothes in a large bag. `Don't worry children' she said `You'll get all the new clothing you need tomorrow. For today, all you will need is the robe and slippers'. After she had bagged everything, she looked the boys up and down. `Silly things, you don't have to cover up' she said `please, remove your hands from your parts'. The parts she was talking about, of course, were their genitals which were tucked underneath their hands. They looked at each other shyly not sure what to do before Tommy finally said `OK. I guess?' and dropped his hands. The others followed suit quickly, trying to figure out what to do with their hands. `Three little mouseketeers' Polly volunteered barely restraining her mirth at the boys exposure. `Stand next to each other and put your arms around each other'. The boys stumbled and bumped together before finally and tentatively draping their arms loosely around each others shoulders. Polly fetched a camera, which had been discretely hidden in her skirt. `OK, boys. Now cuddle closer and put your cheeks together. And smile!'. The boys almost as one decided that Polly was to be obeyed and did as she ordered. They were not unconscious of the fact that their penises were now perking up erectedly and seemed to be eager to show off for their new mistress. Click! Polly checked out the image. `Very nice. Now hug each tighter. And Robby and Billy, stick out your tongues and touch them on Tommy's cheeks'. She giggled. 'His face cheeks, I mean'. The boys could hardly refrain from laughing but did what their Mistress ordered. `Now just slowly, run your tongues over Tommy's cheeks. ... Sweet but Billy, not so wet with your tongue, honey. Save that for later'. Click! Followed by the slight whirr of the camera. `Now slowly lick your tongues toward the front of Tommy's face.' The boys awkwardly complied. Camera still whirring. `Very cute boys. You're made for each other! So Sexy! Now run your tongues along Tommy's mouth `till they touch each other still on Tommy's lips'. The boys could hardly keep from laughing but the stand up response of their lick sticks revealed how much they enjoyed their boy sexy behaviour. Camera still whirring. `Now its time for some sweet gayboy kissing'. Polly positioned herself to capture the close ups of the boys lips and tongues touching and sliding over each other. The kissing became deeper as the boys submitted to the ardor of Polly's homoerotic scenario. They seemed to be experiencing sensations of pedo-adoration that had never blossomed for them to this extent before. Their nude bodies pressed intimatately together as they persued their passionate kissing, penises pressed up against girlishly smooth thighs. The boys childish whimpers of pleasure melded with Pollys gay affirmations and encouragements to become the soundtrack for the video. Polly found herself in a perfumed haze of young male lust manifesting itself in her choreographed direction and the boys flourishing homo desires. Having experienced these feelings in her early years enabled Polly to share the boys sensations and desires to a high pitch. Even after her transition, she retained not only the one essential biological feature of her former self but also the unquenchable libido which drove her to a relentless search for satisfaction and fulfillment, from her own body and from that of others. The boys from the Refuge home were the inspirations for Polly's pursuits. She had no doubt that her new cubs, Billy-Tommy-Robby, would satisfy some of her appetites for years to come. She had every intention of exploring their bodies and psychies to the utmost in terms of erotic thoughts and behaviours. Polly would not have hesitated to order the boys to jump on the bed and perform for her had time for the current diversions not run out. `Boys. You are divine and I don't want to spoil your fun but its time to move on. Put on these robes and slippers and follow me. And don't be embarrassed if something pretty pops out of your robes while you're walking to the showers. Follow me'. As the 3 boys passed through the halls, led by their seductive mentor, they were puzzled to encounter dozens of very cute, mostly mini-skirted girls. `Wasn't this place supposed to be for boys only?' Tommy inquired. His question was expressed with rather a dizzily sweet smile on his face. It was apparent he was delighted at the sight of these amazing creatures as were the other two boys. `Well, it depends on how you define girls' Polly responded. At one point Polly stopped to introduce another threesome and sexy set of beauties. `Boys, these boy..., I mean girls are `Randi, Honey and Tami'. Tommy spoke out, directing his question to the last named muffin `Tranny. Your name is Tranny?'. She laughed at him. `No, you stupid boy. TAMI! What's your name?'. `Tommy' he said. `Tranny?' she said. `No TOMMY!' He said. Polly was enjoying the banter but had to rush ahead with her charges, calling out to the girls `these are the new boys. You'll be seeing much more of them later'. `They sure looked like girls to me' Tommy exclaimed though something was beginning to dawn on him. `Polly. Are they girls or boys dressed up like girls' he asked. Polly brushed his question off. `We'll talk about it later. Hurry up Tommy. Its time for you boys to get freshened up in the shower'. There were already boys in the communal shower when Polly and her sexy novitiates arrived. Another staff member, Annabelle was supervising her own team of boys ordering them around as if they had never taken a shower before. She seemed somewhat more sarcastic and demanding than Polly as she insisted the boys soap and rub each other up to her satisfaction. `Hi babe' Annabell greeted Polly eyeing Polly's delicious trifecta of young beauty. `You seem to have got the cream of the crop this time'. Polly knew of Annabell's tendency to sarcasm about her boys, regardless of how exquisite they were. `I think we have both done pretty well, Aby'. Polly had quickly removed her boys robes and herded them into the showers with a few taps on their naked buns. `OK boys. You can see what Aby's team is doing so you should do the same.' Which was a lot of giggling, soft touching, a little bit of sweet kissing and a lot of soaping of each others bodies. And based on their sudsy penis and balls fondlings, creating three of the cleanest set of boy parts one could ever desire. `Should we do THAT too?' Tommy questioned Polly with a very saucy look directly into her eyes. He pointed to one of the boys kneeling in front of the other two, soaping up their thighs, bellys and parts in between. Especially the latter. Before Polly could answer Billy piped up `I'll do what he's doing`, pointing at the kneeling boy. Tommy laughted running a finger on Billys lower lip. `Already Polly's favorite little faggot, arent we'. `Your favorite faggot too' Roddy interjected smiling at Tommy. `I think you can figure it out, boys.' Polly replied exchanging a knowing smile with Annabell. One thing Polly loved doing was sharing boy love with another `girl'. The boys bodies were so adorable and aching to be loved. And having a pretty girl like Annabell present with her watching the six beauties exploring each other with burgening lust could only heighten her sexual pleasure. Polly noticed the opening in Anaabell's miniskirt at the same time that her own hand was beginning to stroke her impetuous swelling. Excitement rose as the boys formed two delectable sandwiches. In each case, one naked boy stood between the other two, benefiting from two ultra smooth and twinky boys bodys rubbing against his own. Penis to penis, penis to butt. Lips and tongues exploring each other. So amazingly gay, and surround sounded by almost girlish whimpers of pleasure. At one point, a long sigh emerged from one of the boys in Annabelle's team. He had been rubbing himself against the lovely bottom of his shower mate and lost all restraint. Polly and Annebell gazed on, stroking themselves, as a peitite cum flow oozed out from the boys penis onto the naked bottom. The boy stood back slightly so that his bobbing member could be seen by the others as he came. Polly fixed her eyes on the mushroom swell of his glans and was about to lean in to taste some of the remaining nectar when a 3rd instructor entered the shower. `Oh my God' Karina said peering in at the soapy bodied homo boys making love to each other. `This is amazing. They're so cute!'. ' And look, one of them is cumming' she added to Polly as if Polly might be oblivious to such a circumstance. `It's awful to interrupt this but everyone is supposed to be in the auditorium in 10 minutes for the fashion show.' added Karina, wet blanketing any further activity. After ascertaining that no further orgasms would be forthcoming within a few minutes time (in spite of the quivering erections still on display), Polly and Annabelle reluctantly gathered their boys and ordered them out of the shower. `Hold each others hands' Polly said `and follow Aby'. `But teacher' Billy whimpered. `We're all naked and wet!'. `No need to worry about that Billy. You wont be the only naked boys in the auditorium. You'll fit right in'. Thus, following 1 instructor and follwed in turn by the other, 6 naked kids stumbled drippingly and with bouncing candy sticks to the auditorium. And looking around at the other boys in the corridors, Billy and his fellow novitiates could see that, yes, they did fit right in.