Date: Thu, 8 Sep 2011 13:55:47 -0700 (PDT) From: Beautiful Creamer <beautifulcreamer@yahoo.com> Subject: Sissyboy Dreamer (gay adult-youth) Sissyboy Dreamer (gay adult-youth) By Beautiful Creamer One -- The Impossible Dream Dallas Sweetbum didn't know it yet, but his dream began to come true the day the construction crew completed the second floor of the family house. "Only cowboys live in a ranch [one-floor] house," Mr. Sweetbum told his family. "Yes, Daddy," 16-year-old Cheryl and 11-year-old Dallas agreed. Mom agreed too, though she had been worried about the cost of construction, not to mention the dust and the mess for six months. Now that it was all completed, Mrs. Sweetbum was delighted that she and her husband would sleep on the first floor, in their master suite with a huge en suite bathroom that was once a bedroom, and the two kids would be sleeping upstairs. Innocent enough, you say. Well, you've obviously never read one of these stories about the goings-on of sissyboys before. Two things changed for young Dallas. The first change was related to what most would say was the boy's more than normal affinity for his sister's panties and pantyhose. Not that he was a crossdresser wannabe or anything. He was happy being a boy. But he liked the feeling of panties on his often-stiff, always pretty little prick. And he really liked the feeling of pantyhose rubbing on his legs and pricklet. Which made the rubbies he gave himself during his vivid fantasies a lot more pleasant...and creamier. On the second floor, both he and Cheryl had their own bathrooms, so no more listening to Cheryl pound on the door to the bathroom they once shared while Dallas rubbed his pantied or pantyhosed penis for "The Big Payoff," then rushed to cover his tracks. But the second thing, the really humongous thing, was that Dallas now had the house's only direct, visual access to the bedroom of next-door neighbor Robbie Fullgroin! Eighteen-year-old Robbie was Mr. Everything at Spermbutt High School(named after Nobel Prize laureate Dr. Carlton Spermbutt, of course), and the apple of Cheryl Sweetbum's eye, pussy and all her other parts. But only Dallas had direct, visual access to the bedroom of Robbie Fullgroin! And Dallas was as smitten with Robbie as Cheryl was. Dallas, you see, was a sissyboy. A committed sissyboy who had yet to taste the fruits of man. Though he had sampled the fruit baskets of his school friends quite liberally. Dallas was careful to limit access to his bedroom by his older sister, locking and guarding his sanctuary zealously lest she see what Dallas planned to see, thus demand her rights of seniority and insist on switching rooms. The first night that Dallas was in his new bedroom, his eyeballs were scorched. Getting himself "all sexy" by wearing one of his two pairs of Cheryl's discarded pantyhose, Dallas began his vigil at 7:47, then watched alertly until 8:32 p.m., when, 30 feet away, Robbie entered his room and flipped on the lights. Unsuspicious of Dallas's espionage activities, Robbie got undressed. The sight of which made Dallas so weak in the knees that he had to kneel as he watched out his window. Robbie was HUNG!! And ripped! But HUNG!! His thing must have been a foot long. Well, nine inches at least. It was difficult to judge at that distance. And Robbie appeared to be in no hurry to cover up his naked form. In fact, he spent what seemed to Dallas to be several minutes admiring himself in front of a full-length mirror that afforded Dallas a direct, excellent view of his magnificent poker sticking skyward. So direct and so excellent that, with a muffled cry of sexual anguish, Dallas shot his hot spunk all over the inside of the well-worn pantyhose. A less committed sissyboy would have called it a night at that point. Rushed to the bathroom to clean up the messy evidence. Gotten into bed to sleep off the post-spunkal exhaustion. Not Dallas Sweetbum. He wanted to see as much of Robbie as he could. Dallas was certain that, given half a chance, Dallas could have Robbie's cock in his bum far more quickly than Cheryl could manage it. Not that Cheryl was a bad looking girl. Au contraire. She was amazingly beautiful. With a great body. Especially her mammoth boobs. If you like that sort of thing. Dallas had seen Cheryl flirting with Robbie. With not a flicker of flirtback. Did Robbie have the sense to prefer boys? If Robbie did, Dallas knew, he would want Dallas. Dallas was the sissyboy equivalent of his babish sister. Only even more babish. Soft blond curls framed his beautiful face. His body invited manly adoration. And, since age 10, the boy could cum a bucketful. An opportunity had to present itself. Even better, Dallas had to present himself to Robbie. But he didn't want to just pull his panties down and bend over. He wanted Robbie to give him a sign. Oh. Wait! Robbie was lying on his bed. Naked! With his massive cock sticking straight up. Dallas shifted a little to his left and could see it all, including Robbie's reflection in the mirror. If only he were closer, so he could see the details of Robbie's glistening cockhead. Weren't Daddy's binoculars in the basement? He'd have to get those for tomorrow night. Dallas drew in his breath. Robbie was masturbating!!! Running his manly palm and fingers all over his tender knob. Holding some kind of a magazine in his left hand as he stroked. Darn it! If Dallas could see what was in that magazine, he could see if Robbie liked boys or... Robbie was spunking!!! In thick, magnificent arcs! Dallas was cumming! Into his drenched pantyhose. Cumming so hard that it was sweetly painful. Dallas's eyes filled with tears as he emptied his pretty pouch. When the boy recovered, he looked over and saw that Robbie had turned off his light. Show was over for that night. But Dallas predicted a long run. Two -- Dreams can come true On the next afternoon, a sunny and warm July day, Dallas's sister Cheryl wore the skimpiest bikini Dallas had ever seen and parked herself on a chair in the backyard. Hoping that Robbie would see her. So she's bringing out the big guns, Dallas thought. Dallas had a counter-howitzer to that. He exposed as much flesh as she did. Wearing the Speedo bathing suit from two summers earlier. And sunning himself on a chair opposite his sister. Waiting for Robbie. To gauge his reaction. Unfortunately, when Robbie came home from his lifeguard shift that day, he drove right into the garage and didn't come near either of the Sweetbum siblings. Who got only a mild sunburn for their trouble. Dallas showered up, had dinner, watched a bit of TV and went to his room at 8:15. Retrieved binoculars at the ready. Robbie didn't appear until 9:05 that night, but the wait was worth it. He stripped naked as he had the night before, admired himself into stiffness as he had the night before, then lay on the bed as he had the night before. Dallas's binoculars gave him a spectacular closeup view of the finest cock at Spermbutt High School. Its skinned knob slick with the young man's drooling precum. Dallas was "close," but he didn't want to cum just yet. Wanted to see the flavor of Robbie's masturbatory material. But Robbie wasn't masturbating. Just stroking his cock now and then to keep it hard and vertical. What was... Oh no! The door to Robbie's room was opening! His Mom or Daddy would see Robbie hard and naked! Dallas's dream man would be humiliated. Dallas's eyes filled with tears at the prospect. Ahhhhhhh!! It was Robbie's Daddy!! Mr. Fullgroin! Poor Robbie. But.... Robbie wasn't reacting. In fact, as Dallas could see in the trusty mirror, Robbie was smiling! And so was Mr. Fullgroin! Huh? Dallas could see Robbie's delight when Mr. Fullgroin laid his hand on Robbie's cock and... Oh! Mr. Fullgroin was kneeling on Robbie's bed and licking Robbie's cockhead! Licking it!! Besides being astonished, Dallas was fiercely jealous! That cock was his. Especially now that Dallas knew that Cheryl could shove her pussy in Robbie's face all she wanted to no avail. Robbie was gay. So he would soon be Dallas's. Though at that moment, Robbie appeared to be wholly his Daddy's. The man could certainly suck cock. Had probably been doing it since Robbie was 10 or 11. Robbie's face was contorting with pleasure as he stroked his Daddy's hair. The inevitable climax was intense. For both Dallas and Robbie. When Dallas had regained his senses, he saw Mr. Fullgroin at the window, closing the curtains. Had he seen Dallas??? It didn't appear so. What fresh perversion was the man planning for his son? Would he FUCK Robbie! Would Robbie FUCK Mr. Fullgroin? Dallas could only surmise. And go to sleep. Dreaming of orgasmic fury in the arms of Robbie. And/or Mr. Fullgroin, who was quite hunky in his own right. Three -- Dreams can come true Dallas Sweetbum was a young man with a plan. A plan as fine as his beautiful bum. Step One -- take the hunt to the prey. The next morning, Dallas watched as Robbie left for his lifeguard job at the town pool. Was Robbie walking a little gingerly? Perhaps from having his Daddy's cock in his ass all night? It was just Robbie and Mr. Fullgroin at their house this summer, Mrs. Fullgroin having shipped out to spend her summer with her sister in the Hamptons. So the two of them would probably doing all sorts of perverted, disgusting, incestuous things all summer. Dallas wanted in! So one half hour after Robbie left for work, Dallas put on that ridiculously tight and brief Speedo, then a pair of shorts and a tshirt and biked to the town pool. Cheryl and Mom were having their nails done that morning, so Dallas wouldn't have to worry about Cheryl showing up at the pool and trying to outslut Dallas. Dallas paid the admission and locked up all but his sissy monokini. There were very few men at the pool that time of day -- only two --- but CPR almost became necessary when they saw Dallas in his skimpies. Dallas wasn't interested in them. He only had eyes for Robbie. Though not direct eyes. After a casual glance to ensure that Robbie was indeed on the lifeguard stand, Dallas proceeded to almost blatantly ignore the object of his affection for a solid hour. Merely prancing here and there, with the occasional dip to wet the suit and expose the outline of his pink pretties. At the end of the hour, Dallas quickly snapped his head in Robbie's direction. Yes, Robbie was looking at Dallas. And had been for the entire hour. A good thing that no one had decided to drown during that time. Robbie's mouth was indeed open with sexual awe. He had had no idea that the neighbor kid had evolved into such a delicious little fuckpuppy. Who obviously wanted "it." Robbie was also impressed at the sissyboy's excellent prickteasing skills. That outfit said, "Fuck me NOW!" Robbie had been hard from the moment he saw Dallas. Robbie almost groaned when Dallas turned his head Robbie's way, smiled knowingly, batted his eyes, winked, and walked away -- showing Robbie a fine, long view of his spectacular bottom. "Always leave them wanting more" was Dallas's winning strategy that day. The boy changed, biked home and considered Step Two. Another means of taking the hunt to the prey. As he had, the past two nights, Dallas sat in his dark room awaiting Robbie's arrival. Which occurred at 8:58 that evening. However, that night, Dallas immediately flipped on his room lights and began to admire himself in his own mirror. Wearing his best, briefest, pinkest pair of panties purloined from Cheryl. Not looking in Robbie's direction once. Even after he carefully eased the panties down and off, then slowly, lovingly stroked himself to a severe cum that covered his mirror. Dallas cleaned the mirror off, leaning over in such a way that a peeper in Robbie's room could "see pink" between the boy's bum cheeks. Then, without a glance at his window, the boy turned off his light and got into bed. At which point he eagerly verified that Robbie was indeed watching the goings-on in his young neighbor's bedroom. Step One and Step Two having been executed to perfection, Dallas awaited Robbie for Step Three. As fate would have it, the next day was Robbie's day off from the pool. A fact brought to Dallas's attention when the boy stepped onto his porch at 8:15 a.m. and Robbie came over directly from next door. Oh my. Was Robbie nervous? He was. The King of Spermbutt High was putty for panties on a boy like Dallas. "Good morning, Dallas," Robbie said. "He knows my name," Dallas thought. "And a lot more about me." "Good morning, Robbie," Dallas replied. [Pause] [Pause] Dallas was enjoying watching Robbie squirm a little. Dallas didn't want to look too easy. Robbie cleared his throat. "I was wondering if you and I could take a little ride in my car today. Get an ice cream or something." It was a bit early for ice cream. But... "You mean like on a date?" the little prickteaser asked sweetly. There was a lot riding on whether Robbie would man up on the response. Robbie gulped. "Yeah. A date. I think you're really pretty and I'd like to date you." Dallas could have teased Robbie a bit more. Asked what gave Robbie the impression that Dallas was gay. Asked Robbie if he was gay. But he wanted Robbie too much. "How about now? I haven't had breakfast yet. And Mom's not home." "I'll take you to breakfast. How about Denny's?" Dallas gave his best cockteasing smile and said, "How about Robbie's?" And so it was. Dallas followed Robbie next door and breakfast was not the first thing on their minds. Robbie took Dallas to his room and sat in the comfy chair that Dallas had seen through his window. So this was how the "Room of Infinite Delights" looked from the inside. Robbie extended a wordless invitation and Dallas sat on his lap. Oh! That felt so right. Dallas cuddled with Robbie and they were soon kissing. Dallas had spent some quality hours kissing his friend Jacob (and sucking Jacob's cock). But kissing a MAN like Robbie was way different. Robbie was a MAN, wasn't he? What was an 18-year-old anyway? A question that became even more complex when Robbie lifted Dallas off his lap, stood and stripped to his panties. Robbie wore panties!! Was Robbie still a sissyboy at 18? Was he his Daddy's sissyboy, or the sissyboy of lots of lucky men? No matter. Dallas would sort that out later. If Robbie wasn't a true MAN yet, Dallas was determined to make him one. The young boy stripped to his own panties and the pantied pair panted and moaned on the bed. Kissing and exploring with their curious hands. At a muscular, hunky 18, Robbie did NOT seem like a sissyboy to Dallas. But who knew what the young stud was like when his Daddy rubbed him all over with his Daddy cock? And put his cock into Robbie's muscular bum. Old habits died hard. Especially old habits that made you hard. Dallas was overthinking things. He had both hands into the front of Robbie's panties and was working diligently to free the object of his affection from the satin prison. There it was! Mount Robbie. A peak for the peeper to scale. Dallas revised his length estimate from a foot to nine-and-half inches. Actually, it was 8.86 inches, but who cares? It was effing gorgeous. "Remember, you promised me breakfast," the little cockhound said in his sissiest voice. He then proceeded to get onto his pretty knees and take the knob and four more inches into his mouth. Giving the peehole a tonguing that men can only dream of. Robbie moaned out his appreciation, then repositioned Dallas so that he could pull the boy's panties down just far enough to allow Robbie tonguish access to Dallas's boyhole. Mmmmm. No one had ever licked Dallas back there before. His sissy friends were obviously not committed to their sissyboyhood enough. But Robbie knew his way around an asshole. Had Robbie been licking out his Daddy's hairy wrinkle? There went that overthinking again. It was cocksucking time, not thinking time. Both lads proceeded with their extremely active measures. Dallas was in heaven. Sucking the cock of his dreams as his virgin hole was being a man's breakfast. Which reminded Dallas that he was hungry. Oops. Not anymore. Robbie gave Dallas an excellent, hot, instant breakfast. Crying out just a bit more sissily than Dallas would have liked, but filling Dallas's hungry mouth with the tastiest treat of Dallas's young life. It was all so exciting. Men spunked much more copiously than the boys Dallas had sucked off. And Robbie was a man. Or at least transitioning to manhood from sissyboyhood. Maybe Dallas could help him with that transition that very day. Yeah. Dallas would help Robbie into "topper" manhood. And Robbie would fall in love with Dallas and be his lover-Daddy forever. Which was just enough fantasy, augmented by excellent anal oral, that Dallas Sweetbum shot his boy's cream all over Robbie's chest. In a shudder of blissful torment. Dallas's day was going really well so far. Would it be the day that Dallas lost his cherry? Dallas certainly hoped so. His hole was wet enough to be fucked. In his opinion anyway. Time to find out. "Oh, Robbie," Dallas whimpered sissily. "I've been dreaming of you fucking me all my life. Please climb on top of me and shove your big, stiff cock into me. I don't want to be a virgin anymore. Please fuck me! I need it!" OK. How many of you men could resist if you heard those words? Show of hands? I thought so. Anyway... Robbie hesitated. Oh no, Dallas thought. He's too much of a sissyboy to fuck me. His Daddy ruined him. I'll be a virgin forever. Not really. Actually... "I don't think you're ready, Dallas. Let me finish lubricating and dilating you with my fingers and this Spermbutt Anal Lubricant. By then I'll be hard as Darth Vader's heart and I'll fuck you until you beg me to stop. Which, we know, won't happen." OK then, So much for that concern. No one had ever touched Dallas's prostate. In his life. Jacob, Harry and Sam, his trio of suck buddies and he were uneducated as to its location, usage and sensitivity. Robbie knew all that and more. And the young man was merciless. He removed Dallas's panties, then his own. Naked, Dallas and Robbie kissed ravenously as Robbie entered Dallas's bumhole with his long, manly Spermbutted fingers. And found "IT." IT was sensitive. And loved to be rubbed. IT told Dallas quite quickly that IT loved being rubbed. Dallas stopped kissing. Opened his eyes so that every square millimeter of white was exposed. Screamed in erotic fury. And emptied his nuts like a crowd in a theater on fire. So that was what that was for. Dallas liked that. And would want to have that done again. Assuming that he survived the day's program. If he was that incapacitated from a prostate massage, what would fucking be like? Dallas found out quickly. "It'll hurt the first time, Honey," Robbie said. Dallas liked being called "Honey." "OK," Dallas said in his best sissy-whimper. "Daddy took me on my back, right when I was your age. And we never looked back. I think I'll fuck you that way. Just let me slide these pillows under your hips for a better angle. Good. Now lift your legs and hold them up. Like that. Good. You can relax them when I get into you. I'm going to push most of it in at once. Better to get that over with. I'm lined up. On three. One..." Agggghhhhhhhhh!!! What happened to two and three? Dallas's bowels were in flames. His asshole was ripped and would never be repaired. He was dying. Call emergency. Wait. Not so bad now. Oh no. He's pushing the rest of that horrible beast in! Ripping. Tearing. Unhh. Not so... Oh! It was all in. Putting some amazing pressure on Dallas's prostate. Which felt awesome! As did the sweet kisses that Robbie was giving the boy. Robbie started a fucking rhythm. Dallas danced with star Robbie. A slow dance at first. Then a waltz. Followed by a jitterbug that had Dallas heaving his creamies. Robbie joining him in merciful release. Trembling together at a 7.2 Richter pace. Four balls devoid of cream. Setting to work for the next load(s). There was much more to accomplish for them that lovely day. After their fifth fuck (Robbie was 18, after all), Robbie confided that, like Dallas, he had been a virgin that day. "I was always on the bottom. You were my first fuck as a man. I'll never forget you." Dallas would never forget Robbie either. Nor would his asshole, which felt as if the Battle of Waterloo had just been waged in its environs. Dallas was proud that he was the one who had brought Robbie from the bottom to the top. But he had to ask his lover two questions: "Will you still let your Daddy fuck you?" "I don't know. I like it very much, but I don't know if it's right for me anymore, now that I'm older." "How will your Daddy take it if you tell him you fucked me?" "He'll definitely want some of you too. And his cock's bigger than mine." Ooohhh!! Four -- Bigger Dreams Come True Too That night, both Dallas's Mom and Daddy commented that he was sitting a bit uncomfortably at dinner. Dallas just smiled and said that he didn't notice. Cheryl noticed. She also noticed the wet spot on his shorts. Right where his bumhole was. Cheryl concluded that Dallas and his queer friend Jacob were probably queering it up like queers when they were alone in the house that afternoon. Never suspecting that the sperm was all that of her dream man, Robbie Fullgroin. Good thing too. She would have ratted Dallas out in a hummingbird heartbeat. The little queer. When he went to bed that night, Dallas didn't have the energy to spy on Robbie. Who needs spying when you can fuck? The boy lay in bed thinking about the way he and Robbie had agreed to resolve jealousies. That very next day. It was a bit scary, but it would be lots of fun. Dallas was sure of it as he drifted off to the sleep of the innocent. The next morning, after Mom, Daddy and Cheryl had gone to work, Dallas stepped onto his porch and looked next door. Robbie was getting in his car to drive to his lifeguard job. He waved goodbye sadly to Dallas. Dallas waved back. Then looked at who was not going to work that day. Mr. Fullgroin! "Hi, Dallas," Mr. Fullgroin said. "I took a sick day, but I'm feeling much better now that I see you." Dallas smiled teasingly at Mr. Fullgroin. Best not to look too easy. At least that was what the rule book said. "How are you feeling today, Dallas? After all that `exercise' yesterday, I mean." Oh, dear. Robbie must have told his Daddy everything. Dallas blushed. Mr. Fullgroin noticed. And moved over to the Sweetbums' front yard. "I've had my eye on you since you were nine, Sweetie," Mr. Fullgroin said. "I always told Robbie that when he gave up sissyboyhood, which I knew he would someday, I wanted you. Of course, there was always the slim chance that you didn't like men, but we know that's not true, don't we, Honey?" Dallas blushed, turned his shoulder shyly and bit one knuckle, all with one coordinated movement. That shy-guy move alone made Mr. Fullgroin's cock leap. "I like men," Dallas finally said softly. "Nice men." Mr. Fullgroin laughed. "Nice men with big cocks, right, Baby? Dallas laughed at the boldness of that remark. Then admitted, "Uh huh. Is that you, Mr. Fullgroin?" Mr. Fullgroin said, "Would you like to come next door and find out?" Dallas hesitated. Looked at his front door. Then at Mr. Fullgroin. Seemed to be considering his choices, then said, "OK." It was a lovely dance of seduction. With a lovelier result. Dallas soon got his first look at Mr. Fullgroin's bedroom, its huge bed, and Mr. Fullgroin's huger cock. Oh my. It made Robbie's rammer look like a peanut. Could Dallas survive 10.15 inches up his pooper? Robbie had done just that. Since he was Dallas's age. And Dallas may have been a sissy, but he was no chicken. Dallas carefully acquainted himself with the object in question. First with his hands (three fists and a head high), then his mouth (no way could anyone swallow that beast entirely), then with his aching bottom. Which was the best part. For both of them. It was clear to Dallas that Mr. Fullgroin was a better fucker than his son. But he had eight years assfucking experience versus Robbie's portfolio of five mere fucks of the day before. Dallas was crying his eyes out after the first long, slow, delicious fuck. Not from pain. From joy. The man was an animal. Built for fucking boys' pretty bums. And making boys shoot their spunk in delighted appreciation of his loving deeds. Dallas had hit the mother lode of sexuality. All he could eat. Right next door. When Dallas proposed to Mr. Fullgroin during their post-Fuck Three kissing/cool down that he introduce his friend Jacob into their "winner's circle," Mr. Fullgroin eagerly agreed. Harry and Sam would want in too, of course. And it never would have happened if Daddy hadn't built the second floor. The president was right. New construction did stimulate things. I welcome your comments at beautifulcreamer@yahoo.com. 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