Date: Thu, 10 Jun 2010 13:39:10 -0700 (PDT) From: Beautiful Creamer <beautifulcreamer@yahoo.com> Subject: Sissyboy Scenes 10 Sissyboy Scenes 10 By Beautiful Creamer After-School Activities Matthew Ballsdeep enjoyed his job, but he liked getting home each afternoon so much more. The single father of two "tween" boys, Rueben, age 11, and Will, age 10, Matt arranged his work schedule so that he could get home no later than 4:30 every day. Not ideal, since the boys arrived home from school around three, but not bad. Boys their age need a loving father who is with them soon after school. Keeping them out of trouble. Away from "the wrong crowd." Matt made sure that Rueben and Will were in "the right crowd," an excellent circle of friends who spent time at the Ballsdeep home whenever they could. It was a very friendly place. The Friday afternoon that this story opens, Matt pulled into his garage at precisely 4:27 p.m. He got out of his car and counted bicycles. Six. He tried to imagine which six boys of Rueben and Will's friends were inside. Staying out of trouble. Engaged in wholesome after-school activities. Instead of selling drugs, murdering homeless people, or getting nagged, manipulated and emasculated by girls. Oh well. He'd find out how many soon enough. He opened the door and experienced the familiar smell of boys having good, wholesome fun. Sperm. Lots of it. On his family room couch, Rueben was being lovingly and enthusiastically fucked by his 14-year-old, BFF of the week, Jason. Rueben loved being fucked. And was quite focused on his imminent prostate-rubbed orgasm. But he knew his manners enough to grunt out a "Hi, Daddy! How was work?" "Not as much fun as you're having," Matt chuckled. "Hi, Mr. Ballsdeep," Rueben's big-cocked lover Jason groaned. "Would you like to join us?" "What a kind invitation, Jason. Thank you. But I'm not much on threesomes. If you're going to be around, Jason, I may fuck you after dinner. I'll make you squeal and spunk every drop that my rascally little son lets you keep in those heavy balls of yours." "Deal, Mr. Ballsdeep," Jason said. Then the boy's eyes got wide, he picked up his stroke pace and then flooded Rueben Ballsdeep's bottom with several ounces of teen cream. Matt smiled. He strongly suspected that the thought of Matt fucking Jason's bottom later that evening was the catalyst that sparked the spunking. Jason was very much a top, but turned into a simpering, little, give-it-all-to-me-Mister-Man sissyboy whenever he got into Matt's well-used bed. Rueben loved getting his daily cum enemas, so Jason's "squishy stuff" had him squirting and squealing as well, as Matt watched with great interest and an even greater hardon. He left the couple to their kissy afterglow and proceeded to his bedroom to get undressed for the evening. No boy was allowed in Matt's bedroom uninvited. And all the boys obeyed all the rules. On the way, he passed Will's room. Oh my. The little scamp was "entertaining" an older boy today. Lance Backfield, the quarterback of the local high-school football team and, at 16, at the upper age limit for "after-school activities." Lance was fairly new to the Ballsdeep home, but Matt was sure that Will had advised his new boyfriend of the prime rule that said, all boys who want to fuck Daddy's boys must be fucked by Daddy. He wondered if Lance was a virgin, back there. Yum. Lance certainly had a nice, toned ass. He could see the hole opening and closing, "showing pink" as Lance pounded Will's pretty, pink pootie. Like Rueben, Will loved being fucked. And their fuckers were lucky boys. Eleven-year-old Rueben had a slim, pink body with big nipples and a tiny "pink package." Soft, blond curls framed a classically beautiful, blue-eyed-featured face. His bottomcheeks were the most ample portion of him. Soft, pillows of love that, when cleaved, displayed a "door to paradise" that was in a platinum class that only his brother could approach. Ten-year-old Will was also slim, but was a brunet beauty, with black eyes that flashed at a potential lover, promising stupendous carnal delights. Will's nipples were slightly smaller than his brother's. His cock was nearly twice the size of Rueben's -- 5.1 inches vs. Rueben's 2.7. In short, something for everyone. And everyone whom the boys liked, got something very special. Life was good, Matt thought, as he stripped nude. But he had better get moving if he was going to get that meatloaf, mashed potatoes and corn-on-the-cob moving so he could feed his boys and their guests. So the newly-nude Matt moved quickly into his kitchen and got cooking. Ten minutes later, the meatloaf was in the oven and Matt was happily peeling potatoes until... "Hi, Mr. Ballsdeep!" Will's school friend Stevie said. Matt stopped peeling and said hi to Stevie. What an angel Stevie was! Nearly as delicious as Matt's boys. The little rascal had been busy that afternoon, too. His impossibly tight bottom was drooling a great quantity of sperm and his face had been completely frosted by someone else's heated discharge. No wonder. The boy was hot! And he loved to make love. "Can I help?" Stevie asked Matt. Matt smiled. He knew what "help" meant. "Sure, Sweetie. You can `help' as I peel these potatoes. I like your help very much." Stevie fell to his knees and took Matt's cock into his tiny, ten-year-old mouth. Oh, my, could that boy suck cock! Must...peel...potatoes... Matt tried to multitask -- receive five-star fellatio as he peeled potatoes. And he almost succeeded. But then... Oh! Someone was kneeling behind Matt, licking his hairy asshole as the kneeling Stevie sucked his cock. Adam. Rueben's school friend. Another gorgeous, 11-year-old fuckpuppy. Who had a particular skill for and affinity to analingus. Adam dug his tongue into Matt's hairy hole. Making loud, slurpy sounds and even louder moans of tasty pleasure. Man's testicles were not designed to resist such carnal joy. Matt's nuts detonated. Filling Stevie's mouth with nine-hours-worth of accumulated man's cream. Which was quite a bit. Adam "licked pink" even more enthusiastically as Matt spasmed in debilitating pleasure. Matt was a very lucky man. Stevie and Adam were very "licky" boys. When Matt's balls were nice and empty, he rubbed his peehole around Stevie's face, drooling the last few drops onto the boy's beautiful features. Then he drew both boys to their feet and took turns French-kissing their mouths. Licking his own (and someone else's) sperm off of Stevie's fine features, then his own (and perhaps someone else's) anal juices from Adam's hot, wet tongue. So good! All of that made both boys fully stiff and even needier. Matt had a good plan for that. That he executed well. The man sat in a kitchen chair as he sucked Stevie's stiffie and tongue-bathed the boy's tiny balls. Adam peeled the potatoes and put them on to boil. After a fun-filled fifteen minutes, Stevie's balls boiled over into Matt's mouth. Delicious! Adam's peeny replaced Stevie's in Matt's wet mouth as Stevie shucked the corn and constructed a huge salad. Fiber is good for growing boys. As is sperm. Fifteen delightful minutes later, Adam spunked into Matt's mouth and the three temporarily-sated cocklovers set eight places at the table. Just a guess, since the number of boys in attendance at dinner each evening varied from four to ten, since some had to go home by six on school nights. On Fridays and Saturdays, more boys stayed for dinner and even some excellent sleepless sleepovers. Of them all, only Matt seemed to care about food. But man does not live by fucking alone. Sooner or later, one must eat. So seven naked, hungry boys and Matt sat down at 6 p.m. to eat. And recharge their sperm reserves. Lance and Jason looked the most anxious. Jason because he was hoping that Matt would come through with that "maybe" and fuck his 14-year-old bottom after dinner. Lance because he was afraid that Mr. Ballsdeep would enforce his "fuck my son and your ass is mine" policy. Though it wasn't just fear and anxiety. There was also a measure of "hope" that when Matt invited one lucky diner for an after-dinner fucking, which was the custom of the house, Lance would be selected. Lance's fearful wish came true. "Lance, would you like to join me in my bedroom while the others are cleaning the kitchen?" Lance gulped. And thought about how horrible it would be if he couldn't fuck Will anymore. He was totally in love with Will! Lance looked over at Will for something. Affirmation. Permission. Love. All he saw was encouragement. Will loved the idea of Daddy fucking his new boyfriend. Daddy fucked all of Will's boyfriends. And Rueben's too. Plus, that boy Ferris, a 15-year-old big wheel around the high school, was making eyes at Will all through dinner. As Matt left the kitchen, he said to a disappointed Jason, "My room. Ten o'clock. Bring your panties." Jason's heart leapt. He was getting the "overnight" on a Friday. Prime time. And he didn't mind wearing panties for Mr. Ballsdeep. He would always be his sissyboy. Lance was actually quivering as he entered Matt's bedroom. Though Matt noticed that Lance was extraordinarily erect. They always were. Matt could have eased Lance's concerns a bit, but what fun would that be? So he let the boy stand and fidget as he fished through his dresser drawer for...there they were...the girliest, pinkest panties he had in Lance's size. Lance blushed when he saw them. Was Mr. Ballsdeep expecting Matt to WEAR those? If he wanted emasculation, he could go back to his old girlfriend, Mary Jane Slutsky. But not really, Lance reasoned. Mr. Ballsdeep may be emasculating Lance a bit, but the payoff is sex. Great sex, by all accounts. With Mary Jane, the payoff for emasculation was nagging, manipulation and more emasculation. No sex. Plus, if Lance wanted to get his masculinity back, all he had to do was fuck Will. Who made Lance feel like the King of the World. So... "Put these on, Lance," Matt said. Lance noticed the absence of the word, "please." Lance took the panties and actually blushed. Shyly he turned away to put the panties on. His back to his imminent emasculator. Matt smirked as he saw the boy slide the pink confections on, one leg at a time. They felt sort of nice. Silky. Though there was no way they were going over his nearly seven-inch, outrageously stiff cock. Lance had never worn panties before. Having wasted his prime sissyboy years in the pursuit of girls. His first pink teasers brought out every milligram of Lance's latent sissyboyhood. When he turned around, he was delighted to see that Mr. Ballsdeep's cock stood rampant in appreciation of Lance's boyish beauty. Matt sat and beckoned Lance over to him. "You really are very pretty, Sweetheart," the man said. Lance's cock twitched. "Sit on my lap and let's talk," Matt purred. Lance sat on the man's naked lap. Felt Mr. Ballsdeep's manhairs tickle his boyish bottom. "May I have a kiss, Lance?" Lance gasped. It was so emasculating! So sissyboyish! Lance nodded slightly, closed his eyes, then submitted to a soft, lips-only kiss. He opened his eyes and saw Matt smiling. Matt took the boy's right nipple between his thumb and forefinger and played with its tender flesh. Lance groaned softly until Matt resumed the kiss, this time with lots of tongue. The man was a great kisser and, for the first time in his life, Lance didn't have to "lead the parade." Lance was scorching hot by the time Matt reached into the boy's panties and caressed his balls as they kissed. He had never been more aroused in his life. So it should have been no surprise when Matt finally began to skin Lance's red knob as they kissed and Lance heaved out his boy's cream in seven thick ropes. The only surprise was the intensity of the orgasm! It crossed Lance's eyes and dotted his tee tees. How...? Oh...! Why had he waited so long for this? Matt was very pleased at his pleasant tasks thus far. The boy was a latent sissyboy, taught to suppress his natural urges as a younger boy. Discovering the intense joys of submitting to a man. Matt was a mentor to Lance and the other few dozens of boys whom he "assisted." Helping them to be all they could be. Even though some of their time had flown by. Matt knew that Lance was his to command. Getting those panties down and his cock into the quarterback's sweet derriere was a done deal. So why rush things? The man let the boy breathe deeply. Expelling the last of his demons. Then he "asked" Lance to lie on Matt's bed. On his back. Cum-coated tummy exposed. Panties pulled below his balls. Slowly, almost casually, Matt opened his nightstand drawer and removed a 32-ounce bottle of Spermbutt anal lubricant. A sissyboy's best friend. He watched Lance experience the heady potion of fear and lust that was at the essence of a truly memorable experience. Lance knew what Spermbutt was. He had used it on Matt's 10-year-old son Will's beauteous bumhole several times. Even that first time when Lance had "seduced" Will. After that football game. When he threw three touchdowns and the girls were practically throwing their panties at him. He saw Will in the stands. Locked eyes with him. And knew he had to possess the boy or go mad. Will looked back at Lance that day with a countenance filled with fear and lust. Fear of submitting to an older, handsome, muscular boy who would dominate him, and stick his huge cock into Will's infinitesimal asshole. Forcing it in there. Making Will scream in pain and an insatiable need for more of the cute quarterback's penis inside him. At least that was what Lance thought he saw. Or wanted to see. Will saw a cute guy who would be fun to fuck. So he vamped it up a bit for Lance. Playing shy at first. Submitting in stages -- first a kiss. More kisses in the backseat of Lance's car. Some penile groping during open-mouth kisses. Then, in a fit of passion, Will sucked Lance's cock to creamy completion and Lance was smitten beyond redemption. Though when Will took Lance home for their first (of many) fucks, Lance began to consider that he may not have been Will's first. And he didn't much like the idea of letting Mr. Ballsdeep fuck him either. How silly he had been. Letting one's ten-year-old boyfriend's father dress you in panties and fuck your bottom was perfectly normal. He decided to pay close attention to Mr. Ballsdeep's "technique." So that he could please Will even more. By the way, where was Will? Probably reading a book or something. Waiting for his Daddy to finish with his hunky boyfriend. Though the boyfriend wasn't feeling very hunky with his knees up to his chest and a hairy, buff, 34-year-old man entering his anus with two Spermbutt-lubed fingers. No one, including Lance himself, had ever put anything "in there" before. And the shock was substantial. Though that seemed miniscule compared to that magnificent moment when Matt's fingers found Lance's prostate. Oh, Baby! Lance's first prostate massage left a deep impression on the young beauty. And on the ceiling of Matt's bedroom. The boy shot a Guinness-worthy cream load straight up. Accompanied by a girlish scream that Lance didn't know he was capable of. It was a day of awakening for Lance Backfield. And an even greater awakening for Lance Backfield's backfield. Slowly, lovingly, Matt slid the boy's panties down and off. Leaving him naked, cummy-tummied and whimpering to be fucked. Matt sopped up as much of the boy's cream as he could with the panties. They would make a fine souvenir for the boy. Then he asked the killer question. "Are you sure you want me to fuck you? Stick my fat cock into that tight bumhole and push and pull until I fill your hole with sperm? Rubbing your prostate hard with each stroke?" The pretty boy's eyes were wide and moist. He nodded and whimpered softly. As Mr. Burns says, "Excellent!" Matt turned Lance onto his tummy, slid three pillows under his hips to elevate the boy's bottom then considered his prize. A well-buttered, completely virginal boypussy. Attached to a pretty boy eager to cast away his anal virginity. Indeed, a boy who was falling in love with his imminent ravager, as well as the imminent ravager's ten-year-old cockteasing prickpleaser. Life was good for Matt Ballsdeep. Matt knelt behind Lance and liberally applied Spermbutt to his fiercely rampant cock. Then, as a final tease, rubbed his drooling peehole around Lance's "pink wrinkle." Making the boy's eyes water and his throat moan audibly. OK. Enough buildup. Matt pushed. Lance screamed as if tormented by the fires of hell. Good, Matt thought. He was getting a true virgin. Or a great little actress. Being cruel in order to be kind, Matt ignored the screams and shoved the rest of his eight inches in until he was...wait for it...balls deep! Well! Kids today. You stick eight inches of mancock into their virgin butts and are they grateful? No. They're such wimps about it. In our day there wasn't even any Spermbutt. Just Crisco. And baby oil. The way Lance backfield went on... But then his screams trickled off. Into little grunts of what could be called "pleasure." Or at least its early stages. Which Matt took as an invitation to let the fucking begin. And Matt RSVPed immediately. The Spermbutt gave them both a nice smooth ride. No bumps. Just some sweet, mortal kombat between two guys having the best fun there is. Lance felt delightfully tight to Matt. As tight as that nine-year-old who wandered into the Ballsdeep house last week saying he was borrowing a cup of sugar. He got sugar from Matt, all right. Matt felt magnificently manly to the newly sissified Lance. The rubbing of that huge cock on his prostate felt better than that trip to Disney World when he was eight. They fucked lovingly and thoroughly for 14 minutes before Lance expelled the last, scarce corpuscles of his strategic sperm reserves. An eruption so intense that it caused climate change throughout the hemisphere. As it usually did, that set off Matt's cum factory. The foreman blew the whistle and several million reproduction workers left the factory. Creaming Lance's fine bottom for the first (of many) times in his life. Lance was in love. With Mr. Ballsdeep, of course. But mostly with fucking. Whether he was the sperm donor or its recipient. The lovers separated and kissed for a long time, until nearly 8:45 p.m. Lance, who had once wanted to bolt from Mr. Ballsdeep as soon as possible to return to Will's sweet pussy, now trembled at the thought that in one hour, that Jason guy would be evicting him from Matt's arms. He decided that he wanted another fucking and proposed it. But Matt was still a bit limp. Though the man had a plan. "Go into the bathroom and take a really good shower, Lance. Wash your pussy out with a soapy washcloth. Then dry off and come back to me. I'll see what I can do." Lance sped to comply. Completing his task in 14 minutes and coming back to see Matt on his back on the bed. Cock already at half staff. Lance wanted to try and reinsert it just like that. But Matt was in charge. "I left fresh panties for you over there. Put them on, sissyboy!" Lance blushed. He was a sissyboy. But it was so humiliating to be called that. Humiliation can be a major aphrodisiac to a sissyboy. Lance's cock agreed. Lance put on a pair of yellow, silk, very brief panties with a noticeable hole right where the wearer's anus should be. Lance felt more naked with them on, than with them off. "Come over here and straddle my shoulders, facing my feet, then lower your bottom onto my face. That's it. I hope you washed well. Mmmmm. You did. Good boy!" Matt was licking Lance's bumhole!!! Through the opening in his panties!!! That was the single dirtiest thing that had ever happened to Lance in his life. But not the last. It was insanely erotic! Oh! Lance's cock was dripping. He was going to... Matt stopped licking. "Aren't you going to lean over and suck my cock while I'm getting you ready for a nice fucking? You want me good and hard, don't you?" Lance did want that. And the fucking. But while Lance had cleaned up, Matt's cock was covered with sweat, cum, Spermbutt and even [blush] Lance's anal juices. Ick? Maybe not. A boy will go the extra mile when he's randy. And Lance was that. Lance had never sucked a cock before. And this one was big and nasty. He tasted it with his tongue and Matt resumed his life-threatening analingus. Tangy. A little bitter. But sexy too. He took the knob into his mouth and ran his tongue all over it. Matt stuck his tongue a good nine inches into Lance's butt. Or that was how it felt to Lance. They licked and sucked and explored until, with a sissyish squeal, Lance filled his panties with a nice quarter cup of mystery sperm. Where had it come from? After returning to the galaxy, Lance resumed his enthusiastic fellatio, but Matt called him off. "That one's going in your butt, babydoll," Matt said. And his prediction came true. Lance was on his back that time. His ankles on Matt's shoulders. Pinned down and helpless as his man mounted him. The beast didn't even take Lance's panties off. Just stuck his cock through the opening and fucked the boy soundly. For 24 minutes. Then left him with another emasculating, degrading souvenir of their joint depravity. Thus, a good time was had by all. During their post-coital kissing, Matt suggested that he ditch the panties and man up a bit before returning to Will's arms. "The boy's half in love with the macho side of you," Matt said. "Don't disappoint him and you can stay with me all night on Tuesday. From 8 p.m. on. Deal?" Lance's heart leapt. He could be who he was pretending to be -- macho top -- rather than who he was -- sissyboy bottom -- if that was what it took to feel Matt Ballsdeep's cock inside him once again. Maybe he was both, Lance thought briefly. He would have to sort that out later. Right now, there was a beautiful ten-year-old sissyboy to fuck. And Jason was at Mr. Ballsdeep's door for his trips to paradise. Must...not...claw...Jason's...eyes...out. I welcome your comments at beautifulcreamer@yahoo.com. 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