Date: Fri, 19 Jun 2009 19:45:55 -0700
From: pm1954@hushmail.com
Subject: Jake and the Sissy, Part Six

"I don't know what to do, Timmy.  I want his big cock in my pussy so bad!
But he thinks he's too big, that he'll tear me up."

Dalton was pouring his heart out to Timmy at lunch period.  He was one
frustrated sissy.  Dirk was an ideal lover in most ways; everything a boy
could want.  But he just wouldn't risk hurting Dalton, leaving the boy's
honey-pot in an uproar.

Timmy rolled his eyes.

"Yes, yes, I know.  I heard all this last night when you were crying on my
shoulder on the phone.  That's why I told Jake to have a talk with him.
He'll set him straight."

Dalton perked-up.

"Really?  He's going to talk with him?"

"They are probably talking right now."

                           ******************************************

Timmy was right.  In the showers at the university gym, Jake was explaining
the facts of life to Dirk.

"You can't get the boy all worked-up and leave him hanging like that, big
man.  Sissy's can't take that.  He's liable to have a nervous breakdown or
something."

"But look at me, man.  I'm huge!"

Jake looked own at Dirk's pride-and-joy.

"Yes, you are.  But that's why we chose an older, bigger, stronger boy for
you."

"Maybe so, but he's still got a tiny hole."

Jake sighed.

"Look at my dong, buddy."

Jake let his own hefty organ fill with blood and rise toward his chest.

"Does that look small to you?  If my boy Timmy can take this, Dalton ought
to be able to handle what you've got."

Dirk's even bigger shaft erected as well.

"It just doesn't seem possible."

"Well it is; trust me.  Give the boy what he needs buddy, or he'll find a
man who will."

Dirk blanched.

"You really think he'd leave me?"

"I'm sure he doesn't want to.  I know he loves you, man.  But he's only
human."

After some thought, Dirk said:

"Okay.  Tonight, after his recital, I'll try.  But if he ends-up in the
hospital, your paying the bill."

Jake laughed.

"No worries.  But...what're we gonna do about these?" Their two cocks
weren't showing any sign of relaxing.

"Guess we'd better wack-off."

Using soap for lube, both studs wrapped their hands around the engorged
organs and began to stroke.  Faster and faster they went, until they both
bellowed, and fountains of cum shot into the air.

"Fuck yeah," said Jake.  "That took the edge off."

                             **************************************

A ballet recital was an odd place to find a 300 lb athlete.  But Dirk
didn't feel as out-of-place as he thought he would.  There was a surprising
number of virile young men in the crowd, and when the curtain rose, he had
a good idea why.

The Narcissis Academy for Ballet did not have the usual problem of such
institutions: too many girls and not enough boys.  The proprietor and head
instructor, Mr. Jete, had a rule: no girl was allowed to enter without
bringing a boy into the program as well.  Hence, a large number of boys who
would otherwise never have gone near dance, were pressed into service.

And what a crop of fresh young beauties they were.  Dirk caught his breath
as his eyes roamed over the nubile little sissys in their revealing tights
But none outshone his boy, Dalton, the star of the program.

Dalton was a standout in every dance, but his solo was dazzling.  Naked
from the waist up, his perfect, hairless torso shiny with sweat, he was the
essence of young male beauty and sexiness.

"Oh, yeah," thought Dirk.  "I'm going all the way with my boy tonight, and
to hell with the consequences."

Following the final curtain, he met the boy at the stage door.  Dalton
threw himself into his lover's arms.

"Oh, darling, it was so wonderful seeing you in the audience.  I've never
danced so well, and it was all for you."

Dirk was so overcome with desire, he could say nothing; he merely picked
the boy up and carried him to his car.

                                 ************************************** An
hour later, boy and man were showered and ready for anything.  Dirk had
rented a lovely suite for this occasion, and Dalton was agog.  He lay in
the big bed, waiting for his man to emerge from the bathroom, and when he
did, he gasped.  Dirk was naked, his organ massively erect.  He stood over
the boy, gazing down at his perfection.  Then he lay on top of Dalton, all
300 pounds pressing the tender young sissy into the bed.  Dalton moaned.
They kissed, passionately.  Then Dirk began to work his way down the boy's
body, kissing licking, sucking.  He spent quite a while nursing at the
puffy nipples, driving Dalton nearly mad.  Then he proceeded down to the
navel; then on, licking all around the boys throbbing peenie, laving his
"pink purse" with his big tongue.

But all this was only prelude to the main event, as Dalton realized when
Dirk pushed his legs into the air, revealing his precious rosebud.  Dirk
groaned, then buried his masculine face between the ivory cheeks.  His
tongue found the door to heaven, and entered, snaking into Dalton's pussy,
seeking that special "boy's place" that would make the lad his.  When the
tip of his tongue pressed upward against that magic spot, Dalton's joy
exploded, and sweet boy-cream shot out of his small organ.  Dirk scopped it
onto his fingers, then inserted one into the fiery channel, using the boy's
own juice as lubricant.

Dalton gasped.  The thick digit twisted and thrust, opening his love chute.
He forced himself to relax, and Dirk took this as a sign that he was ready
for more.  A second finger went in.

There was pain, but there was pleasure too, as Dalton began to realize just
how many nerve-endings the anus contains.  A third finger continued the
lesson.

Suddenly the fingers were gone, and Dalton looked down to see Dirk's
engorged phallus approaching his hole.  Somehow, Dirk had managed to coat
it with Spermbutt lube during all this.  The huge plum-like head touched
his outer sphincter, and he involuntarily tightened-up.  Dirk bought his
face to the boy's and stared into his eyes.

"Open up for me, Angel.  This is what we both need.  You've known this is
where we were headed since that first night.  Don't fight it.  Give
yourself to me."

Dalton was trying to relax, but the pressure that was building on his pussy
was hurting, and it seemed he had no control over those muscles.

Then Dirk said the magic words:

"I love you so much.  I have to make you mine."

Tears filled the sissy's eye's, and he threw his arms around the huge man's
neck.

"Oh, Dirk; I love you too! Take me, my big beautiful bull!"

His sphincters opened, and the might shaft entered, plunging halfway in.
The bulbous head slid over his prostate, and the combination of pain and
pleasure was overwhelming.  Dalton came again, setting off a rippling in
his back channel that seemed to pull the rest of the gargantuan penis into
his guts.  He screamed with joy.

"It's all the way in!  Oh, darling, we are one now!"

And then the fucking began in earnest.

It was a very good thing Dalton had years of dance training behind him.  He
needed every bit of strength, flexibility and pain tolerance he had to be a
worthy partner for the herculean athlete he had chosen for his mate.  There
was no position he wasn't pounded in, no technique that wasn't applied
before that night was over.  And in the morning, to his suprise, while he
was certainly sore, and there was no doubt his insides had be rearranged,
he also felt completely healthy and happy.

He gazed at the giant man snoring by his side.  He didn't know it was
possible to feel this much love.  He ran his smooth, expressive hands over
the bulging muscles, through the thick bush of pubic hair, and held his
man's penis possesively.  He leaned over and gave it a tender kiss.  It was
their penis now, not just Dirk's.  Just as Dalton's pussy was their's.  He
felt the great shaft filling with blood once more, and knew he would be
taking it into his boycunt again very soon.

Dirk's eye's opened.  He smiled.

"Good morning, honey."

"Good morning, Daddy Dirk."

They kissed.