Date: Wed, 4 Feb 2009 09:09:41 -0800 (PST) From: Beautiful Creamer <beautifulcreamer@yahoo.com> Subject: Sissyboy Facts of Life Sissyboy Facts of Life -- Part Three By Beautiful Creamer The two daddies and their freshly-fucked sons gathered for lunch that lovely Saturday. Both Leslie and Terry had lost an incredible amount of inhibition in less than 20 fuck-filled hours -- as well as an incredible amount of sexual body fluids. Yet, the boys were quite stiff as they sat and consumed the peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwiches that represented the outer limits of Mr. Gusher's (AKA Leslie's Daddy's) culinary expertise. There were good reasons for the boys' pretty little cocks to be stiff. First of all, the boys and their daddies were all naked. Second, the men were horny, big-cocked hunks -- every sissyboy's hottest dream. Third, each boy had just been soundly and deliciously fucked -- twice -- by his loving Daddy. Fourth, the boys had been virgins when they awoke that morning, but were rapidly evolving into cock-hungry little prickpleasers. As the boys ate two sandwiches each and drank lots of fluid-restoring milk, they wondered about the rest of the day's agenda. Their moms, dressed for sex and apparently smitten by each other, had left the boys to their daddies' loving attentions and wouldn't be back until the following evening. That left a lot of time for fucking. And the boys were definitely ready for more. Their bottoms were a little sore, hadn't closed completely yet and were still leaking their daddies' man's cream, but they were eager for another "fill-up." Being more mature (slightly) than their 12-year-old sons, Daddy Gusher and Daddy Kreempi knew their own limitations. And had a firm eye on the weekend's mission. Which was to set two gorgeous boys firmly on the path to their full potential as cock-sucking, butt-fucking sissyboys. So they knew they needed help. And a nap. To restore the batteries for a night of vigorous activity. Daddy Gusher and Daddy Kreempi cleaned up the lunch dishes then took the boys upstairs for what the lads fondly hoped would be more fucking. Instead, they received a bath -- their second that day -- and no "funny business." Rats. Worse, the boys put on clothes!!!!!! Yuk. Sexy, thong, boypanties. Skimpy short-shorts. Tight, navel-exposing t-shirts. Flip-flops that exposed their pretty toes and feet. Huh? The daddies put on only big, terrycloth robes and took the boys downstairs. Double huh? At precisely one p.m., the doorbell rang. Astonishingly, rather than ignore the intruder(s) Daddy Gusher answered it! And admitted two older boys!!! Leslie half-knew them. They were jocks -- seniors at the local high school. Mike and Joe? That was it. What the heck were they doing here? Daddy Gusher said to the unwelcome interlopers, "Welcome boys. Thanks for coming. This is my son Leslie. Leslie, this is your date for the afternoon, Mike." !?!?!?!?!!?!?!?! Leslie's heart actually stopped for one full beat. So he didn't hear Terry being introduced to his "date," Joe. Was Daddy insane? Leslie and Terry couldn't date boys!!! Their sissyboyhood and their love for their daddies -- that was all a double-secret-probation-intensity secret. Wasn't it? Apparently not. Leslie saw right away that Mike was looking at Leslie "that way." As if he wanted to find a spot somewhere, pull Leslie's short-shorts and boypanties off, bend him over and fuck him. But that could never be. Could it? Leslie and Terry didn't "like" boys. They liked men. And each other, of course. Still, Mike and Joe were very handsome. And they seemed very excited about "dating" Leslie and Terry. Leslie heard the tail end of his Daddy's admonitions to Mike and Joe. "And have them home by six for dinner. They have a busy evening ahead so don't be late. And boys...and I mean this...don't hurt them. Use plenty of lube. If you hurt them, we will hurt you. OK?" Mike and Joe looked at each other and Mike said to Daddy Gusher, "Fair enough. We won't hurt them and we won't do anything they don't want to do." Leslie wanted to cry out in protest. This was wrong!!! They didn't need dates and if they did, they would select their own boys, thank you. Still, Mike and Joe seemed so nice. And the prospect of sex with someone new was, well, exciting to the evolving sissyboy. He looked over at the crotch of his best friend and lover Terry and saw a tiny lump that signified Terry's full arousal. Moments later, they were in Mike's car -- Leslie in the shotgun seat -- Terry and Joe in the back. Initial discomfort. Then Joe said, "You two are the prettiest sissyboys I've ever seen." Mike concurred, "Way cuter than any girl in our high school." Ego, as it often does, trumped fear. Leslie settled back into his seat and let himself be driven to a nearby forest preserve. These guys didn't intend to spend much on this first date. Just take their "sweeties" into the woods and fuck us, Leslie thought. Which didn't seem half bad. Did a girl ever think that way? Not bloody likely. It was only a 10-minute drive, but halfway there, Leslie could hear the unmistakable sounds of Terry and Joe kissing in the back seat. So that hunk of ice was broken. Leslie considered submitting to a kiss from Mike, but thought it best if the driver kept his eyes on the road. Leslie was happy to see that, when he laid a hand on Mike's thigh, the older boy's cock was very firm. And big! Mike navigated through the forest preserve, found a remote spot and parked. The older boys then removed blankets and lube from the trunk. Then, very nicely, the older boys opened the car doors for their dates. Mike asked Leslie and Joe asked Terry if they would like to join them on a walk into the woods. The sissyboys showed a little ritual shyness, but agreed semi-reluctantly to what was to be a sure fucking -- perhaps several if things went well. Hand-in-hand, Mike led Leslie to a comfortable, secluded spot. Joe and Terry had gone off in an opposite direction. So Leslie was alone. With a stiff-cocked boy. Who was laying a blanket on the ground so they could fuck for four hours. What's not to like about that, Leslie thought. Mike started at the very beginning, a very good place to start. Conversation. "I'm so happy to be with you, Leslie. I've seen you around here and there and I was half in love with you before your father called and asked me to date you. I think you're sweet and beautiful. And if it would be all right with you, I'd love to kiss you. After we both strip naked, of course." Whew! Flattery. A sense of purpose. A polite request for some naked kissing. How could Leslie refuse? The boys stripped off to a lovely double nudity and lay next to each other on their backs. Mike sat up a bit and admired Leslie's beauty. Leslie liked having his beauty admired and his little peener said so. Blushing fiercely, Leslie took little peeks at Mike's almost-mature-man body. Mike's body was beautiful too. In a way, a mirror image of Leslie's. Chiseled and hard. Even more so than Daddy's body. And Mike's cock!! Oh. That was a monster! Bigger than Daddy's!!! And it looked red and angry and needy. Mike brushed Leslie's hair with his fingertips, smiling at the pretty boy as he praised his beauty and sweet personality. And then he kissed Leslie. Right on the lips. Oh dear. Leslie knew it was "cheating on Daddy" to enjoy Mike's kiss so much. But he couldn't help himself. The kiss was delicious. And poor Leslie's baby balls were aching with need. Naked kissing is a great way to get acquainted. And very exciting. As was the thrill Leslie felt being naked outdoors. He felt so extra-naughty. And so vulnerable. Anyone could come along at any minute and catch him and an older boy naked and fucking. At least he hoped they'd be fucking. Soon. That seemed to be young Mike's "firm" intention. Oh dear. Mike was dipping his fingers into a little jar of something called "Slippery Bum." And he was... Oh!! Mike's fingers were inside Leslie's ultra-tight bottom. Sliding in and out. Up and down. Then the "bad boy" found the sissyboy's "P-spot" and began to rub it. VERY nicely! All the while, kissing Leslie's pretty mouth. Enjoying all the sissy squeaks, gasps and pants. Three fingers invaded Leslie's pootie. Rubbing the "little walnut." Oh the luscious anguish! Poor Leslie's spermies didn't stand a chance. The pretty angel HURLED his boy's cream in thick arcs. Delighting Mike. And making Leslie pretty happy too. Mike considered his next move. Hmmm. He chose "dirty." The older boy used his fingers to scoop Leslie's boy's cream from his chest and relocate it to his bottomhole. Since a pootie that size needs all the lubricant it could get. And there was the matter of the death threat from Leslie's Daddy if Mike hurt the boy-doll. Mike pronounced Leslie fully lubricated and dilated. Leslie knew his time had come. Under Mike's loving direction, he lifted his knees almost to his ears -- giving Mike a wet-dream-come-true target. A pretty boy's fuck-ready bumhole. Mike mounted his "date" aimed his rigid cock and slid the head into Leslie's boypussy. Leslie groaned at the almost-excessive fullness he felt. It was a part pain-part-pleasure groan. The best kind. Mike pushed again. Half of the shaft was embedded in paradise. Leslie gasped and whimpered ultra-sexily. Mike took that as encouragement and license to ravage further. Mike pushed and was "in to the hairs." That rated a squeal of pain from Leslie. And a moan of pleasure from Mike. Mike knew of he waited a moment, Leslie's pain would go away. At least he hoped he knew that. There was that ugly "death threat" business. No problem. Leslie's pain was passing. And he was eager for a good, stiff fucking. Mike delivered. Pushing and pulling. Grunting as he and Leslie kissed and tongued each other's mouths. Both grasping desperately at their own pleasure. And the ball-drainer orgasms that were imminent. Leslie, who had already cum once, didn't even feel a "pre-pang" until Mike blew a half-gallon of Grade-A cream into the pretty boy's bowels. Which made Leslie concerned that Mike's inevitable "limpness" would mean no conclusion for Leslie. It was then that Leslie learned the first lesson about 18-year-old men versus 30-something men. Mike softened a little, but kept on fucking after his orgasm. Which stiffened Mike's cock all over again. How delightful! Mike "pushed Leslie out of the aircraft at 30,000 feet" seven minutes into their second fuck. Leslie went "splat" when he hit the ground. Mike pushed harder as Leslie shuddered through his whopper orgasm, then doused Leslie's bottomhole with a lovely load of his almost-a-man's cream. When they uncoupled, there was an essential, self-imposed rest period for the new lovers. On their backs. Chests heaving from the exertion of two knockdown-drag-out fucks. The boys toyed with each other's limp penises as they considered what had just happened. "It was true," Leslie thought. "Daddy was right. I'm a cockpleasing little sissyboy. Flopping on my back for any big-dicked, handsome man I meet. I wonder how long it will be until he can fuck me again?" Mike thought, "I wonder how long it will be until I can fuck this doll again?" Since neither cock was showing signs of life, they spoke to each other. "You were fantastic, Leslie," Mike said. "That was the best fuck I ever had since your Daddy and I..." Oops. Mike had said too much. Or had he? Leslie wasn't going to let that slide. "What about you and Daddy?" he asked with a flash of jealous anger. Mike was concerned that he may have violated a Basic Rule of Guys, to wit, "Never piss off someone who's giving you great `pussy.'" But he knew that Leslie would eventually worm out the truth -- either from him or Mr. Gusher. "It was a long time ago, Honey," Mike began. "Six years. I was twelve. Your Daddy and I were lovers. He introduced me to sex." Leslie felt another wave of jealousy. He wasn't Daddy's first sissyboy. Mike read Leslie's mind and said, "You were only six when Mr. Gusher and I made love all those times. He always talked about you. Said you were too young and that he couldn't fuck you until you spunked. I always felt I was just a substitute for you. It was you he loved." That made Leslie feel a lot better. But engendered a few questions. "Why did you and Daddy break up? Or did you?" Mike smiled sadly. "I began to mature in ways that weren't attractive to your Daddy. Plus I began to feel the need to `get on top' of younger boys. It seemed a shame to waste a cock this big, don't you think?" Leslie giggled. It would be a shame all right. Another question. "Was your cock my size when you were my age?" he asked hopefully. Another sad smile from Mike. "I'm afraid not, Lover. I had six-and-a-half inches when I was your age. I think you'll never make four inches. But that's great. You'll never be on top and have no conflict in your mind about who you are. You're a sissyboy." Leslie didn't take that entirely as good news. The cock size part anyway. But he liked the sissyboy part. The notion of Daddy fucking a twelve-year-old Mike began to stiffen Leslie's cock yet again. And Mike's cock as well. A few minutes later, Leslie was on his back gasping and panting as Mike fucked him thoroughly and lustily. What pleasure! All was right with Leslie's world until... He heard someone coming their way. They would be found -- naked and fucking!! Probably by a forest ranger. A big, hunky forest ranger. Who would arrest them or something. Unless...he decided that instead of arresting them, he would fuck them! Leslie first, of course. Then Mike. Mike heard it too. Leslie was sure of it. But he was still fucking away. Ignoring the approaching ruin. Concentrating on his own selfish orgasm. Leslie would have squirmed away, but his own orgasm was near. So he couldn't interrupt that now, could he? Maybe it would even be Leslie's last, since the forest ranger may even lock Leslie up in gay prison. Moments away from the big crisis, Leslie saw the shrubbery part. The intruder was almost there and then... It was Joe and Terry. Naked and freshly fucked. Whew! No gay prison! Not that day, anyway. Leslie's one discouraging thought as he spunked his guts out was, "Darn. Is it time to go home already?" Joe and Terry watched Mike and Leslie shudder though waves of pleasure, then uncouple. Eventually, Leslie was able to ask, "Is it time to go home already?" Joe smiled and said, "No. We have an hour and a half or so. Terry and I were wondering if the two of you would like to, you know, switch partners. Like in square dancing." There was nothing "square" about Joe's naughty proposal. Leslie thought it was a terrible idea. Didn't he? And he was surprised at Terry. Didn't realize what a little tramp his sissyboy friend was. Mike would never agree to that anyway. He was already sort of in love with Leslie. Wasn't he? Leslie looked at Mike, who was eyeballing the naked Terry. Who was shamelessly flirting with Mike. Batting those large eyelashes and rubbing his limp, dripping little peener in Mike's direction. Leslie glanced at Joe. Who had a nice body and a big cock too. Just like Mike. And he was looking at Leslie the way the lion looks at the cornered gazelle. Oh. Leslie surrendered to the inevitable. Joe and Leslie lay next to Mike and Terry. There was a lot of kissing, some cocksucking and, in good time, some excellent fucking. The older boys delivered Leslie and Terry to Daddy Gusher as promised, at 5:58 p.m. The sissyboys were walking under their own power. Barely. Daddy Gusher and Daddy Kreempi smiled with anticipation of the evening's fun to come. I welcome your comments at beautifulcreamer@yahoo.com. 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