Date: Fri, 26 Jul 2013 06:04:04 -0700 (PDT)
From: Beautiful Creamer <beautifulcreamer@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sissyboy Stepmother Three (gay adult-youth)

Sissyboy Stepmother Three (gay adult-youth)
By Beautiful Creamer

This is all fantasy.  I don't do this stuff and you shouldn't either.  What
you should do is contribute to nifty.org.


Part Three – Back to School

Aldo Bumblaster awoke to the sun in his eyes.  It was Monday, the first day
of school for the 11-year-old beauty.  His first day in the sixth grade.

Which should have been a great day.  And very well could be.  Though Aldo
had reservations.

Life had changed since he came back from a summer with his divorced mother
to discover that Daddy had married a 12-year-old sissyboy named Jesse.

You know all that.  If you don't, go back and read parts one and two, darn
it.

Aldo's position on Jesse had eased just a smidge.  Jesse was no longer just
a low-down, daddy-stealing, boy slut.  Jesse was now a low-down,
daddy-stealing, boy slut who had introduced Aldo to people who had shown
Aldo some of the "advantages" of sissyboyhood.

Big advantages.

Spermy advantages.

Aldo had come a long way since returning home on Friday.  There was still
some distance to go.  There was the matter of his "relationship" with
Daddy.  And there was the matter of someone (or someones) eventually
sliding his cock into Aldo's gorgeous bum.

That hadn't happened.  And wasn't going to happen in Aldo's lifetime, if
the pretty boy had anything to say about it.

Which he did.

Still, all that other sissyboy stuff he had experienced had been
spectacular.  Especially his Sunday afternoon activities with Landon, a
ten-year-old angel who had dressed them both in babydoll nighties and
taught Aldo the joys of fellatio and analingus.  Landon had even let Aldo
[blush] fuck Landon's pretty bottom.

That was awesome!

Aldo was already three-quarters in love with Landon.

He decided that the best thing for him at that very moment would be to go
back to sleep and dream of kissing Landon, sucking Landon's cock and
fucking Landon's pink bottom!

Maybe he would just sleep all day, dream of Landon and skip school.  Not
that Daddy and Jesse would notice.  They were probably awake and fucking
already.  Would do that all day if someone didn't throw cold water on them.

Mmmmm.  Back to sleep.  Landon!

Oh, Landon!

You're so beautiful.

I love the way you're stroking my cock.  Don't stop!

Aldo half-knew it was a dream, but it felt so good!  Of course, most good
dreams seem to end with the dreamer waking up before the best stuff
happens.

Aldo awoke.

And good stuff was still happening.

His pretty 4.57-inch sissystick was being lovingly and expertly stroked by
a well-lubricated hand.

Landon's hand – please let it be Landon's hand.  What should have
happened was that Landon felt Aldo dreaming of him, got on his bike,
climbed through Aldo's bedroom window and started doing loving things with
Aldo.

That had to be it.

Aldo would open his eyes and Landon would be there.  Aldo would part his
lips and Landon would consume Aldo in a deep, tongue kiss.

That would be so fantastic!

Aldo's eyes popped open and beheld...

Daddy!!!!!!!!

Oh, no!!!!

Oh, yes!!!

Daddy was stroking Aldo's stiff penis with a hand well-lubed by something
whose bottle was on the nightstand – Slickyboy Masturbation Cream [a
Spermbutt Industries product].

Stroking Aldo off!!!

It felt, well, delicious. Scary delicious.  Be-careful-what-you-wish-for
delicious.

Had Daddy come to his senses, packed up Jesse's things, thrown them into a
bonfire and banished Jesse from stately Bumblaster Manor forever?

Not exactly.

"Good morning, Sweetheart," Daddy said through a broad smile.  "I'm glad
you're enjoying this.  You're getting to be such a big boy penis-wise.
You'll be as big as my eight-plus inches before you know it.  Wow. You're
dripping lots of pre-cum.  Does that feel good to you?"

Aldo was only able to muster a wide-eyed, affirmative grunt as Daddy rubbed
Aldo's balls with his other, lubed hand.

Ding-dong!! Jesse was gone!!  He had to be gone.  No way would Daddy
"cheat" on Jesse with Aldo while Jesse was in the house.

Maybe Jesse was already back in his own home.  Sobbing as he told his Mom
and Daddy about what a cruel beast his husband was for falling in love with
Aldo and kicking out his legally married boywife.

That would be awesome!

Oh what a great moment!  Approaching a better one as Daddy brought Aldo
closer and closer to what every boy likes best.

But then...

"Your stepmother cares so much about you, Aldo.  I hope you know that.
After I gave him two nice doses of morning cock in that fantastic ass of
his, he said, `Why don't you go give Aldo some nice strokes and kisses.  I
won't get jealous and the boy needs "it" now that he's "active."'

"A wise sissyboy, your stepmother.  And a generous one.  How about a nice
kiss while I finish you off?"

And before Aldo could respond, Daddy was French-kissing Aldo's wet mouth as
he tormented his pink knob with "nice strokes" as directed by Jesse.

Aldo's joy at his first sexual contact with Daddy was matched by his
despair about Jesse not leaving.  Even worse, Jesse was playing the big
boss again – ordering Daddy to throw Aldo a few sexual crumbs while
Jesse was feasting.

Oh, but they were exquisite crumbs!

Daddy was an excellent kisser.

And Aldo's balls were boiling with lust.

Time to cum and sort out all that other stuff later.

Aldo squealed through Daddy's tongue as he squirted his boyish sweetness
all over Daddy's hand, as well as Aldo's tummy, chest and even [blush]
chin.

Spurt after spurt of confused boy's cream gushed from Aldo's pretty
peelips.

"That's it, Baby," Daddy said.  "Cum for Daddy!  Mmmmm.  You needed that
didn't you?  I think you did."

It was all so delightfully delightful.  And it "proved" that Daddy did love
Aldo "that way."  Just as Aldo had dreamed.  Aldo knew that, even if Jesse
had to intervene to give Daddy a green light, Daddy WANTED Aldo.

Daddy would get naked now and get into bed with Aldo.  Aldo was sure of it.
He was only wearing boxers after all.  He'd suck Daddy's cock and Daddy
would see that Aldo was a better bed partner than Jesse.

Aldo wouldn't want a cock, any cock up his poopie hole, but maybe he would
let Daddy rub his dripping peelips against Aldo's "wrinkle" for a while.

That was how much he loved Daddy.  And how much he wanted to be rid of
Jesse.

But Daddy wasn't taking his boxers off.  He was taking off Aldo's t-shirt
(the boy's only garment) though.  And the boy was naked with his Daddy for
the first time Aldo could remember.

"Oh, Sweetie," Daddy said.  "You have a really beautiful body.  Men will be
circling this house in packs just to get a glimpse of you.  I'll need to
get a shotgun.  Look at those big, puffy nipples.  And how erect they are!"

It was true.  Aldo had big, deliciously puffy nipples.  But he had never
even thought about them.  Until Daddy rubbed a little of Aldo's boy's cream
all around his right nipple with the tips of his fingers.

Oh!

That was very nice!

Very nice.

And exciting.

"I see you like that, Honey," Daddy said.  "Your `little man,' who shrank
down to about an inch and a half after you had your `boy's time,' is
growing again.  You're a `grower,' not a `shower,' I see.  That will be
exciting to men.  They'll think that they excited you so much that they
tripled your cock size.

"Let me see if I can bring your soldier to attention again. Let me rub some
of that nice boy's cream you just made all over the head.  You made lots.
And there's a nice big puddle of it by your belly button.

"Look how its little pink head is peeking out from its `hoodie.'  It wants
to come out and play again.  There we go.  You're up to two-and-a-half
inches already."

It was true.  Daddy' manipulations were so exciting that Aldo was getting
rehardened already.

What to do?

Should Aldo reach for Daddy's cock?  Should he ask first?

The question became moot when Daddy went off script.

"Don't tell your stepmother I did this, but I can't resist.  You're such a
beauty."

And with that, Daddy exceeded the portfolio his boywife had given him by
kneeling next to Aldo's bed, leaning over, and taking Aldo's cummy cock
into his wet, warm mouth.

Aldo cried out in startled, erotic joy!

Daddy was sucking Aldo's cock!!!

And very well indeed.

Up and down.

Lots of tongue and...

Daddy's middle finger was in Aldo's poopie hole!!

And was searching for...

Oh!

Daddy's finger found IT!  And rubbed IT!!  As he sucked and licked and
kissed and adored his son's pretty little cockmeat.

Tears flowed from Aldo's eyes as in a heated fury he arched his back,
squealed unashamedly and HEAVED out his little cummies!!

Good gravy!

That was astounding.  Stunning.  Life threatening almost.

A gamechanger of a cum!

Which should lead to Aldo giving Daddy similar, if not better, pleasure.
And Aldo would go about that just as soon as he re-entered Earth's
atmosphere.

Daddy kissed Aldo's lovely lips as Aldo regained control of his bodily
functions.

So good.

Phew!

Time for Aldo to return the huge favor.

But...

"I'm glad you liked that, Sweetie.  I'll be happy to give you some relief
like that whenever you need it.  But your stepmother and I are sure that in
a day or two, your `popularity' will ensure that all your needs are taken
care of.  I told my wife that you would be `getting some' at school today
and Jesse agreed.

"Speaking of my wife, you've given me a major woodie and it's spoken
for—by Jesse. He's waiting for me to give him a nice shower fuck before
school and I won't miss that.  You'd better shower and get into your school
clothes.  They're hanging up in your bathroom.  Breakfast in 25 minutes and
bus leaves in 40 minutes and you and Jesse can't miss the first day of
school.  Don't forget the lunch I packed for you."

And Daddy was gone.  Taking his massive erection, that Daddy admitted Aldo
gave him, to Jesse.  For Jesse's sissy bottomhole's disgusting pleasure.

Indignity after indignity.

Though even confused Aldo had to admit that the two slambammers Daddy had
given Aldo were a nice consolation prize.

Aldo resurrected himself and staggered to the bathroom.  Daddy was right
about the school clothes being there.  And thank goodness he hadn't come up
with some way of sissifying them.  Saint Gaylord's Academy was really
strict about that.

Aldo brushed his teeth and showered quickly.  Though not as quickly as he
would have if he hadn't fondled himself a bit while thinking about Jesse
and Daddy sharing the other shower at the other end of the hall.

Aldo remembered how sweet it had been the previous day with Landon and
Aldo's two classmates.  All four naked and shower showering at the bridal
shower.  Soapy hands and mouths and cocks and lips and [gasp] bumholes.

Jesse was taking that big hardon that Aldo gave Daddy right up the old
Hershey Highway.  Daddy was grunting and moaning with manly pleasure –
the way he had been the previous evening when Aldo saw Daddy fucking Jesse
while the boywife was bent over the kitchen table.

Jesse didn't seem to be in any pain or discomfort.  Just erotic delight.

Which proved to Aldo once again what a little slutty, whorish tramp Jesse
was.  Fucked so many times that his loose sphincter gave it up easily to
any visitor in the area.

Still.

All in all, Aldo would rather be naked in the shower with Daddy than naked
in the shower by himself.

Raw jealousy stabbed at Aldo's heart.

And raw lust stabbed at Aldo's testicles as he looked at his penis while
the shower cascaded over him.

Daddy was right.  Aldo was a grower, not a shower.  His cock tripled in
volume when "angry."  Funny how Aldo hadn't noticed that until then.

Daddy was also right about the knob.  It was sweet and pink and almost
girlish until it got aroused and the color deepened.

All in all, a very nice penis.

Three boys (Landon, Tommy and Steve) and three men (Mr. Couture, Eric and
[blush] Daddy) had already rubbed it to a cummy conclusion.

In less than 72 hours!  Was that how things would be from now on for Aldo?
More and more men and boys kissing Aldo?  Fingering his bumhole?  Rubbing
his penis?  Sucking (!) his penis and swallowing his sperm?  Licking his
puffy nipples?

Oh!

Aldo couldn't help himself.  He was spurting again amid the swirling pool
of impure thoughts that his brain had become.

Phew!

Aldo hurriedly finished washing, dried himself off, and took his school
clothes to his room.

Panties!  [sigh]

It appeared that panties were his everyday apparel from then on.

Aldo liked wearing panties.  A lot.  But he wasn't about to let anyone know
that.

The Saint Gaylord's summer uniform was modest grey shorts, a white polo,
schoolboy sandals and sockless feet.

He tried on the shirt that Daddy had given him.  Good fit.

Then the shorts.

Not as good.

The shorts were a shade too short. A smidge too tight at the bottom.  And a
teeny bit too wide at the leg openings.

Within Saint Gaylord's uniform standards, but just barely.

Designed for a sissyboy to show off his legs and bum and allow for easy
molestation up the leg openings.

An open signal to those who knew what to look for: "Sissyboy open for
business here!"

[Sigh]

Fighting Jesse and Daddy's "Make Aldo a sissyboy" campaign would not be
easy.

He put the shorts on.  Then the sandals. And reported for breakfast on
time.

Jesse wasn't wearing his usual frothy pink lingerie.  He was dressed for
school in an outfit just a micron sissier than Aldo's With one notable
addition.

Jesse was wearing his Gibraltar-sized engagement ring and wedding ring.
Which could be used to say several things to his schoolmates and teachers,
such as:

"I'm spoken for by a really good, decent man who loves me, provides for me
and will give me a good home for life" or...

"That's right.  I'm a sissyboy.  Letting my husband give it to me up the
poop chute several times a day.  But not you.  So back off" or...

"I'm a sissyboy.  Getting married shows you I like when a real man fucks
me.  Are you a real man?"

Aldo was leaning toward the third signal as Jesse's intent, but couldn't be
sure.

Maybe Jesse's signal was to the other sissyboys in school: "That's
right. I'm the alpha sissyboy around here.  I got the man with an
eight-incher to marry me and you're still single."

Maybe that was it.

Anyway, Aldo and Jesse ate their cornflakes while Daddy was upstairs
getting his suit and tie on to go back to work.  A place where he hadn't
been in three weeks – a week before the wedding.


Aldo and Jesse would be on their own after school that day.  Which filled
Aldo with mild dread.

What if Jesse tried to do sex things with Aldo?  Aldo didn't want that.

Right?

Jesse was quite cheerful and nice to Aldo that morning.  Not even
mentioning the little "mission" he sent his husband on to please his
stepson.

Daddy appeared one minute before Aldo and Jesse had to step out the front
door to catch the school bus.

Looking all hunky in his power suit.

Daddy gave 50 seconds of that minute to a deep, tongue-filled kiss to
Jesse.  And three seconds to a peck on Aldo's cheek.

"I love you both very much," Daddy said as he held the door for the two
prettiest boys at Saint Gaylord's Academy.

Yeah, but he loved Jesse more, by a ratio of 50 to 3, Aldo fumed.

Thank goodness Jesse didn't try to hold hands or anything with Aldo when
they walked to the bus.

Otto, the bus driver, greeted them warmly.  Jesse a bit more warmly than
Aldo.  Had Jesse sucked Otto's cock or something?  Aldo would never know.

There was a mixture of kids, boys and girls, whom Aldo knew and he settled
in quickly.  Ignoring Jesse.  Talking about his penal-institution summer
with Mom, but omitting his penile-institution three days with Daddy and
Jesse.

They arrived at school and Jesse drifted off toward a coven of swishy boys
who erupted in squeals when Jesse showed them his rings.

Aldo memorized all the little pansies' faces.  So he could avoid them in
school.  Forever.  Because he wasn't a sissyboy.  And didn't want anyone
thinking he was.

Plus, if he were to hang around with one of those fairy princesses, they'd
be offering to pull Aldo's panties down and suck his cock or something.
And Aldo did NOT want that!

Aldo got through the opening day gathering in the school auditorium OK, as
well as his first three periods.  Though it creeped him out a bit when
Mr. Buttfinger, his math teacher, gave him what Aldo saw as an "I know
you're a sissyboy and you want my cock" look.

It wasn't true.

Aldo already had too many men and boys trying to damage the remnants of his
heterosexuality.  He didn't need more.

That is, until he met Shane during lunch period.

Truth be told, Aldo was hoping all day that he would run into Landon. And
that Landon and he would, uh, spend a few quality minutes in a boy's room
stall.  With their panties down and their cocks up.

But that hadn't happened yet.

Maybe because Landon and he had different schedules.

But then, on his way to the lunch room, Aldo saw Landon.  And Landon wasn't
alone.

Blake Studmeister, a big-time, 13-year-old, eighth-grader, and 10-year-old
Landon were together, half-hidden behind a column.  And they weren't
discussing world events.

Both boys'cocks were out, outrageously stiff and dripping pre-goo at a
dehydration-threatening rate.  They were kissing with lots of tongueage as
Landon appeared to "give himself" to the three-years-older boy.

Aldo froze to take in the disheartening tableau, then bolted for the boy's
room.  Tears streamed from Aldo's pretty eyes as he absorbed Landon's
betrayal.

Why, only yesterday, Aldo had fucked Landon's bottom and left his sperm
inside him.  Marking his territory forever.

The two had made promises of undying adoration.  And there Landon was with
that Blake person.  The little tramp!!

Well, Aldo and Landon were quitsville! That was for sure.

Aldo hadn't cheated on Landon once!  In nearly 20 hours!!

Except for, well, Daddy.  But that didn't count.

Did it?

What was Landon thinking?  Was the little slutboy so hungry for cock that
he forgot the promises they made yesterday?  What were those again?
Something about eternal sissyboy love.

Wait.

Had Aldo agreed to eternal SISSYBOY love with Landon?  Implying that Aldo
was a sissyboy?  Did that mean that Landon was free to pursue love affairs
with his Daddy?  And other men?  And even [gasp] non-sissyboy boys?

Aldo sobbed more pitifully.  Even though Aldo had fucked Landon most
deliciously, Landon still saw Aldo as a sissyboy!  Which, by some Code that
Aldo barely understood, meant that Landon was free to open his bumhole to
the rest of the non-sissyboy world while staying true to Aldo, his fellow
sissyboy.

Aldo was weeping for multiple reasons.  Landon had betrayed him by Aldo's
standards.  But by Landon's standards, Landon hadn't betrayed Aldo at all,
because Landon saw Aldo as a sissyboy.

Which Aldo certainly was NOT!

Did the world see Aldo as a sissyboy?

Another reason for crying despair.

Until...

"Are you all right?"

Huh?

Who asked that?

Aldo turned to see Shane Spunkup, an eighth-grader known as Saint Gaylord's
finest athlete.

Oh no!

Aldo's eyes were all red and puffy.  Shane would spread the word around
school that Aldo was a wimp.  Crying in the bathroom.  Being known as a
wimp was only marginally better than being known as a sissyboy.

What could Aldo say to extricate himself from yet another bad situation?

He had to say something.  But what?

Aldo opened his mouth and said, "I..."

Shane stepped forward, took Aldo into his strong arms and said, "It's OK.
I saw Landon and Blake playing `kiss and rub' too.  Is Blake your boyfriend
and he's cheating on you with Landon?  If so, he's nuts.  You're the
prettiest boy in school.  And sweet too."

Huh?!?!?!

Aldo blushed at the flattery.  And at his bewilderment about Shane.

Was Shane gay?

Was every boy in school gay?

Did Shane think Aldo was gay?  Which Aldo wasn't.

Aldo had to set Shane straight, but how?

"If you were my sissyboyfriend, I'd never let you go," Shane said.

Which stopped Aldo's flow of tears and started a flow of pre-cum from his
instantly stiff cock.

Aldo must have looked vulnerable and needy and gay, he thought, because
Shane's next move was to kiss Aldo.  Right on the lips.  With a whiff of
tongue.  Then a whole dosage of tongue!

Aldo returned the kiss with unintentional passion.

Exacerbated by the realization that Aldo's clothed stiffie was rubbing
Shane's clothed iron pipe.

Should he interrupt the very nice flow of events by setting the whole
Blake-Landon thing straight for Shane?  Or tell Shane to stop this
"assault" instantly because Aldo was NOT gay?

Not bloody likely.

Shane guided Aldo into a stall, where they both dropped their shorts, Then
Shane dropped his boxers and Aldo dropped his panties.

Shane sat on the toilet seat and took Aldo's penis into his loving mouth.

"You need this to calm down after that betrayal you saw," Shane reasoned.
Then took his tongue to work quite lovingly on Aldo's exposed, tingling
knob.  The naughty boy also slipped a rude finger into Aldo's kiester
hole. Which made Aldo squeal girlishly.

Poor Aldo was stirred up by the spontaneity of the sexual encounter, as
well as Shane's good looks and understanding compassion (even though he got
some details wrong).  So it was inevitable that his balls evacuated more
quickly than he would have wanted them to.

Oh!

That was a ballwrencher!

One minute Aldo was in a deep pit of despair.  Five minutes later he was on
the International Space Station.

Though, had Aldo thought about it, he would have reasoned that the act eh
had just committed would not refute the growing consensus that Aldo was
gay.

Good thing he wasn't thinking.

Which was proven by how quickly he switched places with Shane, sitting on
the toilet seat and applying the cocksucking lessons he had learned from
Landon to Shane's very nice cock.

Lick and kiss, don't suck.  Focus on the knob, but don't forget the shaft
and balls.  Use lots of saliva and make appreciative grunts as you do your
magic. Eye contact.  And most importantly, unless otherwise directed,
swallow it all.

Shane was a very grateful recipient of Aldo's growing skills.  Saying
things like, "You're so beautiful" and "That's it, Baby. Right there" and
"Blake must be crazy.  You're a national treasure."

Aldo liked Shane.

And he liked when Shane showed his most sincere flattery by flooding Aldo's
mouth with a full pint of boy's cream.

Aldo startled himself by swallowing each creamy drop.  Then licking the
knobhead and even pulling back Shane's foreskin to capture any cream drops
hiding in there.

Shane drew Aldo to his feet and kissed him hungrily.

"I need to be with you later.  When we can both be naked and in bed
together.  I have a sports meeting today after school, but how about
tomorrow?  Can I come to your house and we'll get naked in your room for
the afternoon?  I know your Daddy married a sissyboy this summer, so no one
will be bothered by what we do.  Is that OK?"

Aldo really liked Shane.  But doing what Shane asked would say to Jesse
(and Daddy) that Aldo was a little homo who took a boy to his room and got
naked with him.  A boy he just met.  So Aldo had no sense of discernment.
And Jesse and Daddy would be free to say what they wanted about his
sissiness.

It was all wrong and screwed up and would probably ruin his life as he knew
it.

So Aldo gave Shane the only possible answer.

"OK, that sounds great.  Do you know where I live?"

"I'll walk you home," Shane said with a huge smile.

And with that, the older boy kissed Aldo's sweet lips, pulled up his boxers
and shorts and left.

Leaving Aldo once again with a "date" he didn't want.

Had Aldo agreed to get naked with Shane (and Mr. Couture and Eric) because
Aldo was a polite boy and respected the wishes of his elders?

Because he was a compassionate boy and didn't want to disappoint his
admirers?

Because he was a randy boy who wanted to rub up against people of his own
gender until he spilled his spunk?

Was his agreement to rub up against Shane something else as well.
Something that an 11-year-old couldn't name, but felt nonetheless.  Was
sucking Shane's cock in the boy's room moments after seeing Landon with
another boy "rebound sex?"  Or maybe "revenge sex?"

Too much thinking for the young beauty.

Aldo tucked his dripping cock back into his panties, pulled his shorts up,
left the stall, checked himself out in the mirror to ensure that no
Shane-sperm was visible, then left the boy's room.

And ran into Landon!

Who was apparently waiting for Aldo.

"Hi, Aldo," Landon said.  "How did you enjoy sucking Shane's cock?  Did he
suck yours too?  Oh, I can see by your flushed face and your expression
that he did.  Good for you.  Shane is one of the coolest boys in school.
How was it?"

As if nothing about Landon and Blake or Aldo and Shane contravened what had
happened the day before between Aldo and Landon.

Landon wanted Aldo to "dish" as if they were girlfriends, not lovers.

What a confusing world Aldo was in.

Fortunately, Landon understood Aldo's feelings.  He took Aldo's hand and
said, "Sweetie, I hope I didn't hurt your feelings when I kissed Blake and
we stroked each other off.  That doesn't take away from what you and I have
and will always have."

Aldo stared dumbly at Landon.  "It doesn't?"

"Of course not.  Sissyboys are never exclusive.  At any one time, we
usually have at least one hot affair going with another sissyboy, an alpha
boy near our age, one in the 18-21 range, an older man, and [blush] Daddy."

OMG!

That described Aldo's "dance card" perfectly!

Landon, Shane, Eric, Mr. Couture and Daddy!

Another difficult-to-refute sign that Aldo was already a full-fledged
sissyboy.

So Aldo's only tenuous fingerhold on his waning heterosexuality was his
anal virginity.

Why did Aldo believe that said virginity wouldn't last the week?

Landon leaned forward and gave Aldo a nice tongue kiss and all was
forgiven.

"Did you eat your lunch yet, Aldo?  No? I didn't either.  We only have 15
minutes before school starts again.  Let's go to the lunchroom, sit and eat
our lunch and look at all the boys who'll be drooling over the two
prettiest sissyboys in school."

Aldo didn't correct Landon about Aldo being a sissyboy.

He just did as Landon suggested.  And noticed that Landon was right.

The boys, lots of boys, spent the last 15 minutes of their lunch hour
staring moonily at Aldo and Landon.

Did they all want to pull Aldo's panties down and "have their way" with
him?  It appeared so.

How did Aldo feel about it?

Flattered.

Scared.

But mostly...interested.

Aldo had no further sexual encounters at school that day.  He was glad that
Jesse didn't hang around with Aldo on the school-bus ride home.  Jesse had
his own circle of pansyboys he hung out with.

But they arrived home at the same time, of course.

Each produced a house key, but Aldo moved more quickly and opened the door
using HIS key.  To HIS house.  The house that Aldo had been latch-keying
himself into for two years before Jesse was even a thought in Daddy's mind.

"I'm going to get changed," Jesse announced casually.

Aldo was wary.

Was Jesse going to wear something from Sissy Boy World, then get onto that
horrid machine that tortures one's prostate [AKA the Prostatator 3000] and
spend the afternoon screaming bloody murder and shooting his sperm all over
the house?

Aldo didn't hear anything like that.

He decided to help himself to milk and cookies before going upstairs.

Fortifying himself for whatever evil doings Jesse was doing.

The WORST would be if Jesse were to try and do some sex thing or other with
Aldo.  No way was Aldo surrendering to THAT sort of thing from his
stepmother.

So Aldo pretty much climbed the stairs the way Martin Balsam did in
"Psycho."  Though even Aldo knew that Jesse was no Mother Bates.

Unfortunately, Aldo had to pass Daddy's room (which Jesse was
disrespectfully co-habitating, before getting to his own room.  The door
was open.  Aldo didn't have to look in.  But he did.

Jesse was sitting on a little stool next to a new addition in Daddy's room,
a vanity.  Where sissyboy Jesse could admire his beauty in a big mirror
while plucking his eyebrows or something.

But that wasn't all.

Jesse was humming a tune softly, ignoring Aldo, and sliding on a long,
black, seamed, fully-fashioned, reinforced-heel-and-toe stocking along his
right leg!

Jesse's toe was pointed most seductively toward Aldo.

Aldo's dormant gene awoke.

The blonde gene kicks in early with a supposedly hetero boy.  He sees
blonde hair, gets an erection.  Case closed.

But there is also another, more subtle gene among supposedly males.

See fully-fashioned, reinforced-heel-and-toe stocking on a long, silky leg
with a pointed toe.  Get a killer erection.

Jesse appeared to notice Aldo for the first time. "Hi, Aldo.  I was just
trying these on because your Daddy got so excited every time I wore them on
our honeymoon.  Men, huh?"

Aldo gulped.  And watched in gene-stricken awe as Jesse slid the stocking's
twin sister onto his left leg.  Slowly.  Teasingly.

Also gulped again.

"Do you like these, Aldo?" Jesse asked "innocently."  "I have another pair
if you would like to try them on.  They really excite your Daddy."

Jesse was EVIL!

Aldo's sissyboy stepmother was luring Aldo in with promises of Daddy
seduction.

The wicked stepmother would stop at nothing to make Aldo a sissyboy.

Though Aldo may have played a role in that as well.

Aldo gulped one last gulp.  He wanted to see how stockings felt on his
legs.  And he wanted to see how he looked in them.

Wordlessly, Aldo stepped forward and accepted a pair of brown, seamed,
fully-fashioned, reinforced-heel-and-toe stockings from Jesse's soft hand.

The brown ones looked even more retro and "men's magazine" than Jesse's
black stockings.

"Let me show you how to roll each one into a doughnut before you put it
on," Jesse offered.

Aldo accepted.  He took off all his clothes except for his panties, which
matched what Jesse was wearing.

Putting the stockings on properly wasn't as easy as it looked.

And getting the seams straight was another challenge.

Perhaps Jesse didn't need to touch Aldo as much as he did as he "helped"
him roll each silky treasure up his bare, hairless legs.

Perhaps Aldo didn't need to get quite as erect as he felt the touches of
both the stockings and Jesse.

Oh, that soft coolness he felt from toe to thigh!

It was exquisitely decadent and fully gay!

Before something worse happened, something that Aldo definitely did NOT
want, the boy moved away from Jesse and looked at himself in the master
suite's full-length mirror.

The stockings weren't quite right.

"They look droopy and baggy," Aldo mumbled.  He wanted the stockings to be
smooth and sexy.

"That's because with the old-school stockings, you need one of these,"
Jesse said.

Aldo turned and saw Jesse holding two ruffled garter belts.

Jesse offered his stepson the white one, keeping the black number for
himself.

Aldo was blushing as he took it.

He was going to look like one of those ladies in those magazines he found
last year that Daddy had hidden between his mattress and box spring.  The
ones with the sticky pages.

Before he met Jesse.

Jesse took charge again.  "We have to take our panties off first, because
panties go on over the garter belt."

Which is only true if the wearer is planning on having sex while wearing a
garter belt and stockings. But Aldo didn't know that.  So he complied.

Still warily, but with a growing sense of excitement.

Even Aldo had to admit that Jesse was a beautiful boy.  With a pretty face.
Great body.  And as pretty a cock and balls as you'll see.

There was that awful thought again – it was no wonder Daddy fell in love
with Jesse.

Aldo dismissed the thought quickly.

But he was conscious of the fact that being naked with Jesse, except for
stockings and garter belts, wasn't an entirely disgusting prospect.

Jesse showed Aldo how to fasten the six straps to the stockings and adjust
the tension so that seams were straight and stockings were smooth.

Aldo stood in front of Jesse's full-length mirror and was awed by his own
sex-dripping beauty.

He looked at his own pretty face, of course, an ego booster any time Aldo
did so.  Then his eyes wandered down his creamy neck to his puffy nipples –
erect as a soldier during roll call.

Why were they standing so saucily?  Pointing at Aldo, as if to say, "Kiss
me and lick me."  Which Aldo couldn't do, of course.  But Aldo suspected
that men, boys, sissyboys and even [blush] Daddy, would accept his nipples'
brash invitation.

Looking downward past his innie belly button, which lately had served a
cumcatcher during Aldo's escapades, then to the ruffled rim of Aldo's
garter belt.

So girlish!

Too much?

Aldo doubted his admirers would think so.

Aldo's prick stood straight and tall as the young beauty examined the
contrast between each creamy thigh and the "weal" of each stocking top.

He emitted a soft moan as he imagined being overpowered by a man who
insisted on kissing those exposed thighs – especially the inner portions
close to his penis and testicles.

Looking downward, Aldo saw his delicious, nylon-encased legs.

Each an erotic lure for any man worth his sperm count.

Why did he have to be so beautiful?  He could have stayed heterosexual if
only he had been just a little bit less attractive.

[sigh]

Should he turn around and see how his bum looked framed by stockings and
garters?

Why not?

Jesse, that was why not.

Jesse was there, watching Aldo's full reaction to all the gay goings-on.
How had Aldo forgotten that?

Still Jesse wasn't all bad.

He had sent Daddy in to relieve Aldo's pain that very morning.

And he hadn't exactly forced Aldo to put the stockings on, had he?

Oh!

As Aldo continued to gaze at his mirror image, he felt a soft hand over his
belly button!  And warm, moist lips on his neck.

Jesse!

His rival for Daddy!

The sissyboy who had pretty much ruined Aldo's life.  Pretty much.  Ruined
it.

Oh!

Jesse's right hand was on Aldo's stiffie.  Rubbing the foreskin along his
fatally-excited knob.

Jesse's left hand was gently tweaking Aldo's left nipple!

Oh!

Jesse's stiff cock was pressed up against Aldo's bare bumcheeks.  Rubbing
softly.

Oh!

It was so wrong.  He didn't like Jesse.  Jesse was his enemy.  But Jesse
was so pretty.  And Aldo was so aroused.

Aldo turned and faced Jesse.  The younger boy whimpered and surrendered.

Allowing Jesse to tongue-kiss him as they rubbed cocks and caressed each
other's world-class bums.  With both hands.

Oh!

Jesse slid a finger into Aldo's asshole.  And found Aldo's prostate.

Through tears of arousal, Aldo collected himself and reciprocated.

Rubbing prostates.

Rubbing aroused cocks.

Kissing desperately.

Enmity forgiven in a haze of lust.

Kissing-sex with Jesse was like kissing-sex with Landon.  Except, Jesse was
stronger.  And more experienced.  More like a man than Landon was.

Aldo liked that.

A lot.

Jesse TOOK CHARGE of Aldo's prostate.  The way Mr. Couture had.

But Jesse was a lovely sissyboy too.  Dressed the way men wanted their
women to dress.  Sexy!

So both Aldo's hetero and homo buttons were being pushed.  Vigorously.

That naughty button inside Aldo's bum was being pushed too.  And rubbed.
And molested.

The pleasure was exquisite.

Better than with any of the collage of perverts Aldo had met thus far.

Jesse knew how to get you hot and keep you hot.

How could Aldo ever compete with that. Unless...

Maybe it wasn't a competition.

Maybe Jesse could have Daddy and Aldo could have any other man, boy or
sissyboy in the known universe.

A silly notion, part of Aldo still thought.  But the other parts – the
part between his legs and between his bumcheeks – saw the logic quite
clearly.

Jesse maneuvered Aldo so that they were on the master suite's master bed
masturbating each other, kissing, and playing "tickle the prostate."

Jesse sensed that Aldo's sailors were about to abandon ship, so the young
beauty broke the kiss, muttered something about "Can't waste that," slid
his body south (nipping Aldo's "puffies" with his torso and mouth as he did
so, and, without pause in his prostate irritation, took Aldo's saucy little
cock into his world-class-cocksucker's mouth.

Aldo did not say, "Spit that cock out, you low-down, daddy-stealing, boy
slut.  I don't want or need oral sex from the likes of you!"

Instead, Aldo decided right then and there that Jesse was a pretty good
person.  Worthy of a second chance.  And a third.

And the only thing he said was "SSSSqqqquuuueeeeaaaallll!!!!" as he
squirted his entire strategic cum reserve into Jesse's pretty mouth.  Oh
the fury of that discharge!

Lust does, in fact, conquer all.

Even jealousy and the hate jealousy engenders.

In a moment of clarity few of us achieve, Aldo began to think of himself as
"fortunate" to be living with his father and a flamingly gay, 12-year-old,
male stepmother.  Who dressed in lingerie or other thrilling garb.
Encouraged his stepson to do so as well.  And put his stepson in gay
"fight-or flit" situations.  Where said stepson would always choose "flit."
Because it felt SO good!

Much worse things could have happened to Aldo than had happened to him in
the past 72 hours.

Jesse swallowed his creamy prize most greedily, then kissed along the trail
of Aldo's five pubic hairs, his lower tummy, Just below, then above the
garter belt, up to Aldo's luscious belly button.  Then to each nipple,
which he sucked lasciviously.  Aldo was whimpering with need at Jesse
kissed Aldo's neck, then chin, then fed the 11-year-old beauty his
12-year-old tongue.

Aldo did his own greedy tongue-swallowing as the stockinged boys writhed
and grunted.

What man wouldn't give up his retirement account for active participation
in that erotic melee?

Aldo hadn't awakened that morning thinking that the only thing he wanted
out of life was to suck out every drop of cum from Jesse's cock and balls.
But he felt like that at that moment.

So he set to work to achieve his life's ambition.

He broke the kiss, slid south and began to lick Jesse's tender, sensitive
ballsack.

Mmmmm!

Jesse liked that!

The ball-licking was nice.  But the best feeling for Jesse was that he had
made his stepson sissified and submissive.

Which would make everyone's home life much more pleasant.  And exciting.

For his part, Aldo couldn't believe that he had ever thought ill of Jesse.
Anyone that beautiful whose balls quivered when Aldo licked them was OK in
Aldo's book.

Jesse was a major babe!

Who seemed to be quite smitten with Aldo.

A situation Aldo had found enchantingly common in the past 72 hours.

Aldo licked his way up from Jesse's pink balls, along his penile shaft, one
swirl around his pulled-back foreskin and then a major assault of Jesse's
skinned knob.

Tasty.

Jesse's little friend was leaking pre-cum at a rate worthy of the attention
Aldo was paying to it.

Exacerbated by the naughty naughtiness Aldo was perpetrating on Jesse's
prostate with two insistent fingers.

Using a small pond's worth of saliva, Aldo sloshed his way through a
vigorous blowjob/prostate abuse session that had even the vastly
experienced Jesse sitting up, taking notice and cumming his pretty guts
out.

Such crimes against nature the pretty "stocking boys" committed that lovely
afternoon-to-remember.

But the real eye opener occurred when, having lost track of time, the boys
were discovered by...

"Daddy!?!?!?!?"  Aldo screamed in horror as Mr. Bumblaster entered his own
bedroom.  Having taken off from work an hour early in order to fuck his boy
bride two more times that evening.

"It's not what it looks like, Daddy," the humiliated Aldo said.

"Oh, I see," the smiling man-hunk said.  "So it's not you wearing brown,
seamed, fully-fashioned, reinforced-heel-and-toe stockings and a ruffled,
white garter belt as your face, tummy and pubic area are all covered with
three hours worth of Jesse's and your boy's cream?

"And that's not my wife, wearing black seamed, fully-fashioned,
reinforced-heel-and-toe stockings and a black, ruffled garter belt, whose
cock you seem to have been sucking all afternoon.

"Who is it, then?"

Well.

Daddy had Aldo there.

Aldo used the sissyboy's last line of defense.

He started to cry.

Which melted Daddy's heart.

The man sat in the middle of the bedroom couch and Aldo sat on his left
thigh.

Daddy comforted Aldo.  "I don't care if you and Jesse are playing `boy's
games' in the afternoon when you're alone.  It kind of excites me to think
about the two of you, dressed like this.  Crap.  I'm taking my cock out."

The man did so, dropping his pants.

All eight manly inches.  Standing at attention.

A giggling Jesse sat on the couch seat next to Daddy's bare thigh, but not
on it.

The little slut puppy lay on his back, extended his legs and, quite
expertly, used his stockinged feet to massage Daddy's shaft.

"You get the knob, Aldo," Jesse said.

Aldo slid off Daddy's thigh, lay back on the left seat cushion and used his
warm, sexy, brown-stockinged feet to tease and please Daddy's pee slit and
red knob.

Daddy was being double-dick-teamed by his boywife and son.  Two exquisite,
teasingly-dressed sissyboys.

What do you think happened?

You are correct, sir.

Daddy, the lucky SOB, cried out manfully and pumped eight hours of pent-up
sperm all over the stockinged feet of Aldo and Jesse.

Now isn't cooperation better than antagonism?

Congress of the United States, take note.

Ever creative, Jesse scooted forward and offered his Daddy-sperm soaked
feet to Aldo's lips.

Recognizing a good idea, Aldo reciprocated.

Both randy lads licked Daddy's sperm from each other's stockings.

Aldo's first taste of Daddy's nourishing cream.

Which was such an arousing tableau that Daddy got aroused again.
Arousingly.

Both Aldo and Daddy looked to Jesse to be the master of ceremonies.

A role at which the lad excelled.

Jesse sat up and said, "Let's be reasonable."

No one was expecting that.

Daddy and Aldo looked at each other.  Being reasonable seemed unreasonable
to them in their overheated state.

Jesse went on.  "We can't do three-ways seven-days-a-week with your Daddy,
Aldo, for a lot of reasons.  One, it would take 20 years off my sweet
husband's life.  Two, Aldo has never been fucked, and a three-way is no way
for him to lose his virginity.  Three, Aldo has never been fucked, so that
would really limit the combinations of what we could do.  Four, I have a
better plan."

[pause]

Daddy asked first.  "What's the plan?"

Jesse beamed.  He liked being the leader.  Though he liked being under his
husband best.  Then, "My Daddy invited me over on Wednesday for `cooking
lessons.'  My Mom is out of town and every sissyboy needs `quality time'
with his Daddy.  You and I discussed that before we got married,
Mr. Bumblaster."

Daddy nodded in agreement.  Grudgingly.

Aldo was pretty sure that Jesse was saying that Jesse was going to his
Daddy's house and would be taking his Daddy's prick up his pretty bum all
night Wednesday and into Thursday.

Aldo felt bad for Daddy!  His wife was telling him he was going to be
unfaithful!

Had Aldo been too quick to forgive Jesse?

But then...

"That would mean," Jesse said, "Aldo and his Daddy would be alone together
all Wednesday night.  And maybe, Daddy could help Aldo learn new things.
The kind of things a sissyboy learns best from his Daddy."

Aldo quivered at that very naughty notion.

Was Jesse suggesting that Daddy would be the first to fuck Aldo's
delectable bottom?

Was that an amazingly generous offer by Jesse?

Was Aldo eager to accept it?

Yes and heck yes!

Aldo's Daddy would be fucking him in 48 hours!

Awesome.

But not that Monday evening.

Daddy (minus his clothing) and his stockinged boys padded into the kitchen.

Daddy put two frozen pizzas in the oven, then sat.  Aldo knelt between
Daddy's legs and sucked the paternal cock for the first time.  Jesse stood
to Daddy's right and Daddy sucked Jesse's cock as Aldo sucked Daddy's

Daddy's cock was delicious, Aldo thought.

Better than Landon's or Jesse's.  So mature and "ripe."

And such a filthy notion.  A boy, wearing brown, seamed, fully-fashioned,
reinforced-heel-and-toe stockings and a white ruffled garter belt.  On his
knees in his kitchen.  Sucking his own Daddy's fat cock while Daddy was
sucking his black-stockinged boywife's pink pole.

It was such an abomination that it could have hardy been more exciting!

Aldo took his time with the paternal penis.

He gave each testicle a wet tongue bath.  Salivaed up the shaft.  Then went
to dinner on Daddy's flaming-red, heavily-drooling knob.

So much more pre-cum than the sissyboy appetizers Aldo had sucked.

He loved listening to Daddy's grunts and moans as he "endured" Aldo's oral
assault.  Daddy was so excited at the prospect of his own son's head
bobbing up and down on his cock that he could barely fellate Jesse
properly.  Jesse didn't mind.  Even a B-minus blowjob was still awfully
good in his view.

Aldo was starting to feel like a full sissyboy at last.

The benefits were enormous.

There could be some discomfort when a huge cock entered a tiny wrinkle, but
Aldo was looking forward to "stretching" his capabilities on Wednesday.

After Daddy spunked into Daddy's mouth and Jesse fed Daddy a nice, hot
load, Jesse knelt on all fours and let Aldo slide his four-and-a-half
inches into Jesse's sweet bottom.

Daddy watched the show.  Stiffening as he saw Aldo's
stockings-and-garter-framed bumcheeks gather themselves together on each
inward stroke and open to show Aldo's "pink" on each backstroke.

Daddy gulped at the thought of his cock in that glorious ass only 47 hours
in the future.

When Aldo squealed and squirted into Jesse's hot anal furnace, Daddy
actually applauded.

After kissing both lovebabies with lots of tongue, Daddy led them to the
table, fed them pizza, then, kissed Aldo good night, took his boywife by
the hand and upstairs to bed.

Aldo did not complain a whit.

He had had a great day.

On Tuesday, he was getting Shane.

And on Wednesday, he was getting Daddy.

Being a sissyboy was awesome!


In Part Four, the word is out about Aldo.  And Shane gets very lucky.

I welcome your comments at beautifulcreamer@yahoo.com.

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