Date: Thu, 21 Jan 2010 00:05:57 +0200
From: Chris <aesedai@webmail.co.za>
Subject: Kim  Part 1

Kim


By


Chris


aesedai@webmail.co.za



I was invited to the Hilton hotel in Durban, South Africa. One of thee most
expensive and well to do hotels in south Africa. Some of my friends stated
that they want me to look after their Penthouse apartment.  naturally I
said yes as it was a time away from everything else. The view was
spectacular and it looked out over the ocean beachfront. As a condition to
watching the apartment, I have to look after their 16 year old son. Well I
really don't mind the friendship and the company. His holiday was for two
months and he would be essentially in my care for all that time. Though I
weighed the two options of letting him not come or letting him come, I
finally agreed and was fast-mailed the keys to the apartment.  I have been
there before , so I looked forward to staying there. I have never met him,
but they said he is the quiet type and born on a month that is compatible
with my own birthday.

Thus I find myself travelling to the Hilton hotel in my White Fortuner, the
weather perfect, not too hot but just comfortable. I am wearing a denim of
faded white and a slightly over size shirt to compliment my perfect
physique. Looking in the mirror I am reminded of the times my friends at
work stated that I am the perfect female bait, buff and well build. Magnet
to the opposite sex. Though I don't care for that, but more of that
later. Just for a small while I revelled in the sheer fun of being well
build and attractive to anyone that comes near me.

I parked my white fortuner in the high tech underground parking and spend a
good half hour to get myself into the penthouse, as the Concierge wanted to
give me the best service the owners pay for. I heard that they pay over 30
000 dollars a month to get the best service for their place. I could never
understand why they choose to let me stay there.  So on the Saturday
afternoon I open the door to a perfect three bedroom place the size of a
small country.  There near the entrence is the start of the softest long
haired carpet, in a pure black, I immediately remove my shoes and traipse
inside with a smile of contentment on my face. The early morning sun lights
up the place I settle in and the doorbell rings a few minutes later. I know
its kat, the 16 year old son, a funny name to give to a boy child, but hey
that's them.

"Coming!" I yell from the bedroom. A towel around my waist. My swimming
trunks under the towel, and my flops swooshing on the carpet. Its known
that the Hilton hotels have the greatest swimming pools ever.  I pull the
door open with my left hand and my right hand freezes in mid air.

The first image is that this kid is way too small to be a sixteen years
old.

"Hello, Chris!" says a soft melodic voice. His blue cap is turned slightly
down over his eyes. His smooth face (?) should sport some growth of beard
by now, I observe strangely. Blue-green eyes , shining at me, makes me
pause a further few moment. His long eye lashes fluttering at me . His
shirt says "suck this" is is three sizes too big for him.

Something stirs in me that I have never felt before. My heart starts
beating a little faster, my eyes take in his again. A pause as if the whole
world went silent. No way can a guy look this good. It's pure sin.

"Oh, hi Kat. Welcome home from school , I guess. Where is your bags?"

He stands there and I feel like an idiot, my frame blocking the whole
door. I turn sideways making way for him to pass me. A small smile plays
over his full (?) lips and I feel a weakness suddenly. A soft wiff of
flowers tickle my nose as his back passes past my chest and I am like ,
what the heck is going on.

"My stuff is in the locked bedroom. Where are you going?"

I feel something lurch inside me and I am reminded by what my psychologist
friend , Terry shields always say ,'Love is unexpected.'

"I am going up to the pool and dipping my holiday self inside the water. I
believe the swimming pool is build over the dining room with a glass
looking into the place. Care to join me?" I ask hoping he would say yes,
just so that I can look at his eyes again. I shake myself visibly and a
small smile curls over his lips.

"Not for swimming, but I will come up to the pool in a few hours. I have an
appointment at the Hairdressers. Can I aske you a favour." his darkish
ponytail flick around like a cat lazily shaking it as it rests.

I on the other hand wonders what he wants. "I will say yes to the favour if
you give me one promise first." My naughty sid isin overdrive suddenly. I
feel a stirring in my trunks and I frown down at myself.

I can see he notices it , and a strong feeling of energy passes from him to
me.

"My friend works at the Salon and asked if she could give me a French
manicure for her training. She asked if can walk around with it for a while
and she will check on it daily."

"Well sure, though I didn't think a boy would agree to something like
that. But it's is your holiday and I am here to get away from work. So
promise me."

He looks down then says with a sigh," Only once will I do something for
you."

We shake hands and I catch that enticing smell again. Letting my eyes close
softly to absorb it and memorise it.

I feel like floating on air. His lips seem to quiver slightly and for a sec
I get this image of me grabbing him and kissing him. Thought hes a boy and
I shake myself. I am not gay.

I take the lift up to the roof and the sudden dive into the semi cool water
allows my emotions not to lessen.  A good two hours of swimming and
observing the few children swimming lets me be reminded that at my age I am
still unmarried and single. The divorce a few years ago, made both of us
leave each other on some good terms. Through blurry eyes a I spot Kat
tapping on an apple laptop.

Something about him looks different, though I cannot put my my finger on
it. I swim over to the side of the pool where he is and I frown at myself
again. How can I not know what is going on. You see I am a police profiler
and for most of my years I have caught criminals by my skills. Yet I cannot
put my finger on Kat's change and why it stirs something in my heart.

I see that his cap is a slightly darker color than before and his hair is
colored and styled differently. The pony tail is gone and its now a
strawberry blond, with hints of curls in it. I like the change and I smile
behind my hands as I lean on the side, my feet lazily kicked water as this
side of the pool is the deep end.

His small frame is hidden by a white tshirt, very different to a guys
regular shirt. Something of it reminds me of those 80's shirts, made famous
by Olivia Newton John. His denim is pure white and slightly baggy. His
flops is unlike mine, but very asexual.

"Hey Kat's. I see you are back from the hairdressers. You hair looks
great." I say , rubbing my hand through my hair, shaking water out of
it. He looks up, giving me that smile again. He closes his laptop and place
it behind him. He comes over to where I am and leans forward. A light kiss
on my left cheek makes me feel over the top suddenly.

"Thank you for that. You are so kind. You aren't anything like any of the
other that has looked after me." he says, and sits down right in front of
my face. His sunglasses look similar to the pairs that Anastasia usually
wears.  "Anything for you, K. What you fancy for dinner tonight?" I ask
because I am a great cook and love enticing the taste buds of others with
different flavours.

He laughs softly and say,'No worries, chris. I will cook for us. I am very
good at it too. I am going through some changes right now and I would
appreciate it if you didn't tell Mom and dad about it. Please."

"You can rest assured that anything that happens would remain a secret
between us. Feel free to be whoever you want to be around me."

"Hmm, That sounds great!" he exclaims and I can swear he sounds like a
girl. I shake my head softly, not sure if I am just hoping that he is a
girl. Then I can fuck his brains out.  As he walks away I look at his
behind and give myself a liberal adjustment in my pants. I have heard of
guys looking so much like girls that no one could ever tell the difference.

I spot a few women looking as well and smiling broadly, their children in
the shallow end of the pool. How much is my holiday going to be if I keep
thinking of my friends' kid and not of hot swimsuit models making me ache
for love and friendship. I have stayed in malls hoping to spot someone like
Kat for myself and have never met her. Might this time be different.

I dry myself and look out at the ocean from the edge of the building. It is
truly a time of change for me.

Chapter 2

A few hours later I am in the shower, my hair shampood and the place misted
over. The oversized room has darkened tiles all around with a mirror the
size of a small elephant. I hear a soft knock at the door and turn to see
who is coming. K comes into the bathroom with towels in his left hand. This
is the first time that I see him without the cap on. His hair frames his
face so much better that I almost feint in ecstasy .  He stands ther all
demure and I have no idea what to say, my back is pounded with semi hot
water, my member rising at his sheer beauty.

Heres the thing about me, I love beautiful people. Fashion, clothes models
everything draws my attention like a magnet draws metal. His eyelashes seem
longer, his mouth fuller, his shirt accentuating my mind and I wish upon
wishes that he is a girl. My penis, on the other hand have another mind of
its own.

He steps forward, dropping the towels. His eyes locked on mine. I am
mesmerised at how blue they look all off a sudden and I feel weak against
their pull.

"I should take care of that !" he says and flick a hand at me, his other
hand pulls hair over his right ear.

"I would like to ."

"Let me." he says and suddenly he walks forward, not a sound from him. His
flowery scent mixed with something else and I can literarily feel myself
growing bigger by the minute. He bends in front of me and his moist full
lips encases my uncut self. His mouth is as soft as silk and a sigh escapes
both of us at the same time. The water running down me seems to slow down
as his eyes look up at me. I reach behind me and switch the taps off and I
feel his tongue going around my head. I have never felt so excited in my
life, an urge to fuck his face lurches out of me I hear sucking sounds and
I close my eyes, no fucking way can this be so great. I feel my load
shooting into his mouth I moan loudly and a part of me is surprised at how
much I am unloading into this beautiful person. A male that only a few
hours ago looked like any other kid. Now , his sexiness has multiplied in
my mind.

He stand up and his French manicure hand licks his lips. I go weak as he
looks at me.

"I want the same tonight, big boy" he says in a sultry voice, it is like
the best music my ears have ever heard. Long after he is gone, his scent
mingles with the mist in the room and I just sit on the side of the bath. I
have just received my first blow job by a male and all I can think of is
how great his eyes where, how soft his tongue licked my cock till it could
explode. Sitting there I could not believe how much more this Kat can
change my life. I have dreamed of a person that can make me feel so great
about myself all my life. In my dreams persons came and gone and now
suddenly K is in my life and I feel blessed.

It strikes me suddenly that his eyebrows were tweaked and shaped like my
supermodel friend , cindy.

A hour later, casual slacks and white overtly soft shirt adorns my fit
body. I lay out the table nicely, candle dinner and the setting sunset ,
making the room shine like a palace. He states from his bedroom that I
should give him a few hours and I that I should just wait.

"I will be ready soon. You should wait as the sun sets." he says from his
bedroom, a soft husky ness overwhelming my ears. No I have never considered
being gay. Oh, I have the friends who are but none of them attracts
me. They have tried to set me up with females as well as males, but I have
just never found anyone that makes me want to be with them. I sit on the
soft , couch and wonder what has transpired. I have always liked childlike
women. Its too bad K isn't a female then I can marry and make love for
hours.

A few hours of watching movies and me being slightly anxious lets me pass
the time with fantasies going through my mind. How much more can this
person entice my feelings and senses?

"Dim the light and put on soft music, my love!" he calls from his bedroom,
I do as he asks and smile as the lights make the room mysterious and
romantic. I am hoping he would blow me again like he did in the
bathroom. My cock stirs in my pants in anticipation.

This is the best vacation so far.

"Close your eyes and sit on the couch, Chris." he says and I do so fast
like. A clicking sound eminates from behind me on the tiled floor near the
passage way. a Swoosh that reminds me of those silky dresses dancers wear
tickles my ears.

"Don't open your eyes just yet. You see," he says softly, his voice like
silk," I have always have felt different than other boys next to me. Deep
inside I have felt like a girl all my life." a Soft hand touches and
caresses my left cheek, a nail gently touches my lips. A red rose perfume
lets me take a deep breath and my pants stir again.  "You weren't shocked
this afternoon. Why not. I did look different." he asks next to my left ear
and I want to respond, but he gently bits my ear.

"I don't know, you are different and this morning I felt like I have been
looking for you my whole life." I moan softly at his ministrations. A light
breeze pass over my earlobes and a thrill run down my spine.

"Thank you. I felt the same but wasn't sure if you would approve of me. Can
I kiss you?" he asks next to my mouth and his hand gently rubs my thigh
through my pants. My cock I stiffer than it was in the shower this
afternoon.

"Please!" I moan again. I feel his tongue as soft as silk gently touches my
lips. His hand takes mine and pull it close to him.

My closed eyes throws exotic images up to my mind instantly. My hand makes
contact with softest skin another moan escapes his lips as I am damn sure I
am touching a breast of b cup size. My finger circles the small nipple and
his tongue enters my mouth, a taste like the best taste in the world
ignites in my mouth. How on earth is this so great? Our kissing becomes
more intense and I play more with the nipple in my hand. Our tongues
entwine and the feelings I had earlie in the pool and at the door,
overwhelms me and reality becomes better than ficition.

He pulls away and I almost moan with sadness. "Keep your eyes closed, my
love." he commands and I feel him gone for a moment.

All eternity pass as I feel hands at my hips and a pulling down of my white
pants. My cock sticking in the cold air lets me feel a slight something
come out of my head. A weight on top of me settles softly on both sides of
my naked self. His stocking tickle the side of my legs and a belly touches
my six pack abs. He straddles me and the weight is welcomed. His mouth
returns and once again that wonderfull taste returns as my cock and tongue
meets heaven.

"Don't freak out please." he whispers in a femine voice, his octaves
perfect and great. He puts my hands on his hips, my eyes still closed but
my sense of smell and taste being exploded through all of its wonder. His
silk wrapped bum clenches around my cock and I feel very sex enhanced
suddenly. There is just something about a silky dress and stocking wrapped
bum that makes me feel that sex leaking out of me again. His soft cock
pressing against my stomach and I feel complete.

"Can I look now please, Kim" I plead and rename him instantly. He moans
against my left cheek and his butt clenches against my cock again.

"Don't be harsh, Chris."

I open my eyes slowly and he sits back. The soft light from the dining room
highlights his perfected features. His blind hair falls in soft curls and
bangs down his face. One ear is expose as his hair is pulled back over an
ear. His blue eyes framed by blue eyeliner and dark mascara that opens his
face into beauty. Sexy eyebrows beckons me to kiss them His lips is
glistening and moist, beckoning me to lick them silly. His smile is gentle
but filled with exstasy and I feel a reflection of myself and my heat in
his eyes.

"I like the name Kim." he smiles and pouts his lips. I look down and see
his b cup breasts pushed up with a wire wonderbra. His silk top clinging to
them and the left breast is exposed to my right hand. His long black skirt
pulled up and the slit in lets it sit up high over my legs, exposing the
black garter belt and stocking attached to them. To my amazement his
stomach is exposed with a diamond stud in it.

His penis , smaller than mine, leaking precum from out of his panties next
to my stomach. My cock lurch between his cheeks and a smile escapes his
lips.

"You look nothing like a boy. Show me what you got." I squeeze his cock and
masturbate him by soft ministrations. He moans and growls at the same
time. He responds by moaning louder and throwing back his head, letting his
hair shift in that exotic way it moves on sexy babes. He moves back and
twirls his butt around over my cock and I grabb his hips, pushing my cock
against his silky cheeks, precum leaking out. I lean forward and lick the
top of his breast and take the nipple into my mouth. Kim screams again as
my left hand feels him growing in my left hand, his cum feeling like the
best cream and he moans next to my ear to keep going. His clear orgasm
blasts my stomach and he arches his back, grinding himself on my own
manhood.

The difference in our cocks is as different as night and day. I grab him
around the waist and bring him closer, suddenly wishing that I can shove my
cock into him.

"Thank you!" he says in a husky voice, a hint of the boy coming through the
beautified girl face. A second he looks like Claire from heroes. He climbs
off me and opens my legs wide. He bends on silky knees , his cock
disappearing from my sight and I look at a girl standing in front of me, I
lick his precum and taste that sex on my lips again.

"Please!" I whisper as his left hand grabs my overtly lonely cock. The head
gleaming next to his moist lips. He licks up my shaft a smile so innocent
softening his features, leans down his face. His tongue plays with my head
and then he licks down again.

More and more it grows, letting his face glow brighter as he realises that
his femine appearance and manicured nails are making me horny as hell. I
cant stop looking at him as he bring me close to orgasm. He suddenly lets
go.  "You are a cock teaser, Kim. Wait unti I have your in my mouth."

He stop and looks up at me with his doe eyes, "You owe me. Come prove it."
he says in a semi fem voice.

I climb off and put his back against the couch. With my left hand I lift up
his knees and stop for a second to admire his six inch heels encasing his
feet, but that worshiping will come later, my hand goes up his skirt and I
pull it to the left. His sexy panty holding my treasure and I see that he
is hard again, not hard like myself, but hard like a small stick. He looks
at me hungrily.

Stop for a moment and look at this person, from head to toe, dressed in the
hottest outfit ever, stocking that highlight long sexy legs, face as
angelic as the best model and a cock in my hand leaking precum. This I
know, the more sexy you feel the more precum you leak. I lean forward and
put a cock in my mouth for the first time in my life.

"Please , Suck me now. Sof so long I have wanted someone a good looking as
you Chris.!" he sounds like a school girl. He puts his breast back into the
push up bra and I suck for all my worth, though it doesn't get hard, it
leaks into my mouth and I feel his manicured nailed hands on my cheeks,
guiding my mouth over his. He moans , screams yells louder and louder and I
feel myself come just by his sexy sounds. It grows and then orgasms in my
mouth.

"Dear lord, that was awesome. I will do anything for you if you will do
this for me again." He yells passionately at me and he arches backward on
the couch, his cock ramming my mouth. In that moment I realise that I am in
love.

"Anything??"

"Anything. Come let me kiss you till you hurt, lover." he replies and I
draw closer.

On this night I found my soulmate. And he/she is a boy with the sexiest
body and lust for sex ignited inside my heart.

End of this chapter.


I always get what I want.