Date: Thu, 16 Dec 2004 20:18:48 +0000 (GMT)
From: Melissa Carmichael <sweetlissy2001@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Rock'n'Roll Dreams Part 2

"Chrissie," Danny said, looking into my eyes, his lips
wet from our kiss, "we'd better not let anyone find
out about this. Boys aren't supposed to kiss each
other."
He must have been reading my thoughts. What would
Johnny and Dave say if they saw the two of us with
nothing on, kissing?
Johnny was our singer, a tall, handsome guy with curly
blonde hair. Needless to say he was very popular with
the girls. Dave, the drummer, was well built with
short brown hair, a very nice guy, a bit on the macho
side.
Our keyboard player, Bobby, was a longhair like Danny
and me, skinny and quite pretty for a boy. His hair
was long and wavy, brown but with blonde streaks in it
which his girlfriend had put in for him.
"I won't tell," I said. I reached up and stroked
Danny's smooth, sexy little chest. His long hair fell
down and brushed my nipples, giving me more sexy
tingles. "It's our little secret," I said softly.
Danny gave me a shy look.
"I really liked you when I first saw you, when you
came to audition with us," he said. "I thought you
were a really good looking boy, I love your long
straight hair. Plus you played great bass. You looked
so cute in that pale blue tank top with the sequins on
it. I can't believe I'm here kissing you."
He slipped his fingers into my hair and kissed my lips
again with his gorgeous girly mouth.
I remembered the day two months earlier in London,
when I had gone to audition for Purple Satin. I had
borrowed my girlfriend's top because I thought the
light blue looked good with my darker blue satin
pants. I walked in the rehearsal room and saw Danny
for the first time. He was wearing tight red pants and
a pink top with thin straps, almost like a camisole.
His long blonde hair came down nearly to his waist. He
looked like a girl.
"You were wearing a pink top," I said, looking into
his eyes, "you looked so pretty. I told you I thought
you were a girl at first."
I ran my fingers through his beautiful long blonde
wavy hair.
"You look like a girl too Chrissie," he said, "I think
you're lovely. I'm so glad you joined our band. You
understand me. We're so alike. God, I'm so high. I
love these pills."
He sat up and fluffed out his hair, looking at me with
his big blue eyes, his soft red lips in a sexy pout.
He looked unbelievably feminine with his long blonde
hair falling down in pretty curls around his slender
shoulders.
"You'd make a really sexy girl," I said, sitting up
beside him in the middle of the bed. I moved closer to
him so that our naked thighs were touching. I noticed
the contrast between his beautiful pale golden skin
and mine, which was slightly darker.
"Danny you have a beautiful body, such smooth skin."
I was feeling really high from the pills and I reached
over and started stroking his bare thigh, lightly
running my boy's fingers up and down. He shivered at
my touch. I slipped my hand between his legs and
gently caressed the smooth skin on the inside of his
thighs with my fingertips. He sighed softly.
"Ooh, Chrissie, that feels nice," he said.
"You've got girl's legs," I said as I stroked his soft
thighs, "you'd look great in stockings."
I found myself staring at his cute little cock,
nestling between the tops of his pretty thighs, with
the little patch of golden hairs above it. I continued
stroking his lovely thighs, sliding my hand slowly
upwards.
"I love feeling your legs," I said, "you're so soft."
Danny turned and looked at me, a look of girlish
ecstasy on his beautiful face.
"This is so sexy," he whispered, "I love you touching
me."
My fingers touched his cock and he let out a soft
little gasp. I began to slide my fingertips along the
short length of his little penis, back and forth,
lightly caressing it.
"Ooh, Chrissie," he breathed, "You're touching my
cock. Ohh, it feels lovely." He gave a little girly
sigh.
"Look at it, it's so small," I said as I stroked it,
"it must be the pills. Mine is too, look."
I leant back so Danny could look at my tiny cock.
"Yes, they do shrink your cock," he said, looking at
my small, soft penis, "yours is just as tiny as mine.
We look like two little boys."
"Danny, feel mine," I said.
I took Danny's hand in mine and placed it on my cock.
I got such a sexy thrill as he took it gently between
his fingers and started playing with it. It was so
erotic to me to watch him fondling my soft little
penis. I let my pretty boyfriend play with me for a
while, loving the gentle touch of his fingers, feeling
a sexy tingling all through my naked body. I slipped
my hand back between his thighs and found his cock
again. We sat and watched ourselves playing with each
other's cocks.
"Oh, Chrissie, this is so sexy, I love it," said
Danny, turning to me. I turned to him and kissed his
beautiful girlish mouth, slipping my tongue between
his lips. He opened his mouth wider and our tongues
touched, then he put his in my mouth too. I sucked his
cute little tongue gently, my lips touching his in a
beautiful soft, wet kiss.  I felt my cock in his hand,
his boy's fingers squeezing it and playing with it
ever so gently as we kissed. It was an incredibly sexy
feeling. I played with his, touching it and holding it
and sliding his little foreskin back and forth. It had
always been my fantasy to play with another boy's cock
while he played with mine. Danny let out a sweet
girlish sigh, his pretty mouth close to my lips. I
felt his sweet breath on my face. He kissed me. Oh, my
pretty little girly boy! I was in love with him.
"I'd love to put on stockings for you," he said as we
gently fondled each other's cocks, "I'm just in the
mood."
He let go of my cock, then ran his fingers down my
inner thigh gently, slowly down to my knee, then back
up to my cock, taking hold of it again.
"Maybe you could wear some too," he said. He leaned
towards me and gave me another sweet kiss.
"Pretty Chrissie with stockings on," he said, "you'd
look so sexy."
I felt myself getting turned on by the thought of us
both wearing stockings.
Danny bent down suddenly and kissed my leg just above
my knee. I thrilled at the touch of his soft lips on
my bare skin.
"Ooh," I said, "Danny, you sweet boy."
"Imagine I'm a girl," he said.
He moved around and started kissing my thighs, softly
and delicately. I stroked his smooth back, running my
fingers up into his gorgeous hair and then down to his
slender waist. I slid my hand further down and felt
the soft round curves of his beautiful naked boy's
bottom. He moved his hips sexily, girlishly, as he
felt me caressing him.
Danny's sweet mouth moved up my thigh slowly, kissing
me softly. I nearly died with pleasure when I felt his
lips touch my cock. He kissed it tenderly.
"Oh God, Danny," I gave a muted cry as his lips parted
and my little soft cock slipped inside. The feeling of
having my penis in his beautiful soft, wet mouth was
indescribable. I never had my cock in a boy's mouth
before. And such a sexy, feminine boy too. He started
moving his head gently up and down, and my soft little
cock slipped slowly in and out between his pretty
lips. He was making it very wet with his gorgeous
mouth and my cock was starting to swell just a little,
in spite of the pills. I was in total ecstasy. He
raised his head and looked at me, his red lips all wet
and shiny, his beautiful blue eyes heavy-lidded and
sexy, his golden curls cascading down around his
pretty face, looking so much like a girl I couldn't
believe it. But I loved the fact that he was a boy,
albeit an incredibly pretty, feminine boy. I wanted to
make love to him.
"Chrissie," he said, giving me a coy look, "I've got
some stockings in my case."
"What?" I said, excited, "where did you get them?" I
felt a sudden rush of weird, naughty, kinky feelings.
"Leila left them for me," he said, "when we stayed in
New York a couple of weeks ago we took some uppers and
we got crazy. I wound up dressing up in her clothes.
We had a wild night."
Leila was a girl Danny had met when we were in New
York. She was a petite girl with long dark wavy hair,
very pretty. She always wore short skirts and
stockings which showed off her fabulous legs.
"She likes you as a girl?" I asked, thinking of how
sexy Danny would look in a dress.
"I think she's bisexual," he replied. He stroked my
thigh softly. "She told me likes boys that look like
girls. She thinks you're really cute."
I was thrilled to find she liked me.
"I think you're really cute too," Danny said. I felt
his hand sliding up between my thighs. He took my cock
in his fingers and played with it delicately. It was
still wet from his mouth and had got a little bigger
now. I was feeling so horny from him playing with it
and sucking it I could hardly stand it.
"I love your cock," he said, and he bent and kissed it
and licked it, then let it slip between his soft pouty
lips again, into the lovely warm wetness of his mouth.
I felt a beautiful sensual tingling all through my
body.
"I like you as a girl too," I said as I watched my
cock slide into his mouth, "God, you look just like
one when you suck me."
I watched him sucking me, my pretty little naked
girlie boy, with his long blonde hair and beautiful
slender, feminine body. I felt my cock getting really
hard in his mouth.
"Oh, Danny, that feels lovely," I sighed.
I wondered what the guys in the band would say if they
saw us now. Maybe they would secretly get turned on. I
wondered what Bobby, our keyboard player, would think.
I had noticed him sometimes giving me strange looks. I
thought he was quite a pretty boy, although not as
pretty as Danny. I was getting wild thoughts. I had a
sudden mad urge to invite him over.
Danny came up from between my thighs and looked at me
dreamily.
"Wouldn't it be sexy if we both had pretty dresses to
put on," he said.
"I'd love that," I said, "we could put on make-up too,
lipstick and mascara and stuff."
"Chrissie, we're both so girly,"  he said, "we should
have been girls."
"I want to see you with your stockings on," I said.
Danny gave me a sweet little butterfly kiss on my
mouth and got up from the bed and went over to his
suitcase. He knelt down and rummaged around in his
clothes. He flicked his long hair back over his
shoulders. From behind he was indistinguishable from a
girl. I adored his slender little body, his small
waist and smooth, curvy bottom. Oh, Danny, you sweet
pretty thing! He pulled out a paper bag from
underneath some clothes and came back.
"Here," he said and he pulled out a pair of black
stockings and a black suspender belt.
"I love this," he said, holding up the suspender belt
with its four little straps hanging down. "It's so
sexy."
He fastened it round his waist and moved it around so
that the straps were hanging down his thighs in the
right place.
"Ooh, Chrissie, I feel so good in this," he said
excitedly. He lifted his skinny arms in the air and
twirled around like a girl. Sitting on the edge of the
bed, he took one stocking and rolled it down, put his
left toe into it and, grasping the stocking-top, he
slowly slid it up one shapely leg, over his pretty
little knee and up his thigh. He caressed the
stocking-top, sighing girlishly as he did so.
"Oh, Chrissie, I love putting on stockings," he said,
"they feel so good on my legs."
Danny took one of the suspender straps in his hand and
looked at me, a bit puzzled.
"Now, how do you fasten these?" he said. "I forgot how
Leila did it."
"Let me help you," I said. I went and sat beside him
and gently fastened the two straps for him, just like
I had watched my girlfriend do it, trapping the
stocking-top with the little button and clasp. I
couldn't help touching his thighs as I fastened them.
It was such a sexy moment. He looked so sweet and
vulnerable sitting there, his cute little boy cock
nestling between his his pretty legs, letting me
fasten his suspenders.
"There you are, that's one on," I said, stroking his
stocking top tenderly.
I watched him as he put the other stocking on, sighing
sexily as he felt the nylon sliding up his leg. I went
and sat on the other side of him and did the other two
suspender straps. It was very erotic, being so close
to him, touching his lovely slender boy's thighs as I
fixed the little straps for him.
"Thank you, Chrissie," he said, and he got up and
stood in front of me, his hands on his hips.
"How do I look?" he asked, adopting a girly pose, his
knees together, one leg bent slightly. The effect was
unbelievable. He looked positively adorable, totally
feminine.
"Danny you look lovely," I said. I got up and stood in
front of him.
"I love you," I said, and I slipped my arms around his
slender waist. I pulled him gently into me and our
naked bodied touched, I felt his stocking-tops
touching my bare thighs. I felt a thrill of sexual
excitement as our soft little cocks touched together.
I ran my hands up his back and then down over his
beautiful smooth bottom, then down further until I
felt the tops of his stockings. Oh, what a thrill. A
pretty boy with stockings and suspenders on and
nothing else.
"Chrissie, kiss me," he whispered. I looked at his
pretty, pouting mouth and I couldn't resist.
"Oh, Danny, you sweet lovely boy," I said.
He put his arms up around my neck and our lips met in
a wonderful, soft, wet, girly kiss. Our tongues
slipped delicately  in and out of each other's open
mouths as we kissed, our naked bodies touching, our
little cocks rubbing gently against each other. I felt
my cock starting to get hard again.
We broke our kiss, breathless.
"Chrissie," Danny said softly, "you have to put
stockings on too. I've got another pair."
"Ooh, Danny," I said, "please."
We untangled ourselves slowly from our lovely sexy
embrace, our fingers trailing lightly over each
other's bodies as we separated.
"Ooh, my pretty little Chrissie," said Danny, looking
my naked body up and down, "you are going to look so
good in these."
 He walked over and picked up the paper bag from the
bed and took out another pair of black stockings.
"They're hold-ups," he said, "you don't need
suspenders."
"I know, my girlfriend wears them," I said.
"Chrissie, let me put them on you," he said, "come and
sit on the bed."
I went and sat on the bed and Danny knelt at my feet.
He started stroking my ankles, moving all the way up
my legs to my knees.
"You have beautiful legs," he said, as he caressed my
shins softly, "you're really smooth down here, just
fine little hairs."
 Danny took one stocking and rolled it down. I slipped
my toe into it and he slowly unrolled it up my leg. My
pretty little boyfriend was putting a stocking on me.
I wasn't prepared for the rush of sexy feelings that
went through my body as I felt his gentle hands
sliding upwards with the stocking. It was an ecstatic
feeling. He was putting it on me deliberately slowly,
his beautiful sexy little hands caressing my leg as
they moved upward to my knee. He unrolled the stocking
up over my knee, then stopped and looked at me.
"You have such nice thighs," he said, stroking them,
running his fingers slowly up and down. He didn't
realize what he was doing to me. He went back to the
stocking and, grasping the elastic top, he pulled it
up until it was half-way up my thigh, and patted it
delicately.
"There," he said, "now the other one."
"I wonder what the guys would think if they saw us
now," I said., "they'd probably be shocked and
horrified."
"They might get excited," said Danny.
He took the other stocking and slipped it up my leg,
pulling it slowly up my thigh. I loved the feel of his
gentle fingers on my bare legs. I tingled with
pleasure as he adjusted the tops of my stockings,
sliding his hands gently up and down over the
stocking-tops, feeling them, stroking them softly. He
was sending chills through my body.
"I wonder what Bobby would think," I said, "he seems
like a more understanding person."
Danny and I sometimes wear lipstick on stage, just a
little soft red, for effect. I remembered that Bobby
had complimented us and told us we looked very pretty
with lipstick on. We had offered to put some on him
and he almost let us, but he chickened out when Dave
and Johnny came in the dressing room, although they
are really very tolerant of our femmy appearance. It's
only rock'n'roll.
"Maybe we should invite him over," said Danny.
"And give him some pills," I said.
"I did give him some tonight," Danny said, "he said he
wanted to try them."
"Really?" I said.
"He is a sweet boy," he said, "he's got great hair, I
love the streaks."
Danny stood up in front of me and took a step back,
looking at me as I posed girlishly on the bed with my
black hold-ups on.
"God, Chrissie, you look so sexy with stockings on,"
he said.
"So do you Danny," I said, reaching out and feeling
his sexy black lacy suspender belt. I ran my hands
gently down over his girly hips and down to the tops
of his stockings. It was so deliciously naughty and
kinky to play with a boy's stocking-tops. I ran my
fingertips over the front of Danny's thighs above the
stockings, feeling his soft, lovely bare skin. His
beautiful little cock was right in front of me, with
the small patch of golden hairs above it. I brushed my
fingers over his cock, lightly touching it. He let out
a little gasp.
"I love your cock, it's so pretty," I said, stroking
it.
"Ooh," sighed Danny, feeling my gentle fingers on his
little penis.
"It's so small and cute," I said, staring at his
lovely little cock.
I slipped my hands around Danny's slender waist and
pulled him gently towards me. My hands roamed down
over his suspender belt and started caressing the
lovely round cheeks of his bare bottom. It felt so
smooth, like a girl's. He sighed.
"You have such a sexy bum," I said as I stroked his
soft cheeks, "you feel like a woman."
The uppers were giving me wild, sexy, naughty
feelings.
"I'd love to get Bobby in here and undress him," I
said, "in front of you."
"Ooh, Chrissie, you're so naughty," said Danny.
"I'd love to see him with nothing on," I said.
"I'd love to watch you kissing him," said Danny,
"kissing his lips."
"I love kissing boys," I said, stroking Danny's soft,
lovely bottom. I pulled him a little closer to me.
I had a wild fantasy of Danny and me and Bobby, all of
us together naked. Three pretty long-haired girly boys
with nothing on, all kissing and playing with each
other. It was such an erotic thought, it sent sexy
chills though my body.
Danny's little boy cock was inches from my face. I
moved towards him and gave it a soft little kiss. I
looked up at him.
"Ohh, Chrissie," he whispered as our eyes met, "pretty
Chrissie."
He watched me as I touched my soft lips gently on his
cock again, in another sweet little kiss. I felt him
shiver. I wet my lips and kissed it again and again,
opening my mouth and letting the tip of his cock slip
inside a little. He moaned softly.  I opened my lips a
bit more, and Danny gave a sexy, girlish cry as his
cock slipped all the way into my soft boy's mouth.
"Chrissie I love you," he cried.
I moved my head slowly back and forth and his little
cock slipped in and out between my soft lips. I was
making his cock really wet with my mouth. He moaned
and moved his hips slowly.
"God, I love watching you suck me," he said, "your
mouth looks so pretty, like a little girl's. But
you're a boy. I love that. It's so kinky. I love
pretty boys with long hair. I want to suck you too."
He was high, rambling in sexual ecstasy as I sucked
his cock.
"Pretty boy with a girl's mouth. Chrissie I love
having my cock in your sexy mouth, it's so wet, it
feels like a girl's cunt," he said, breathless with
excitement.
I felt his gentle hands on my head, stroking me,
running his fingers through my long hair. His cock was
swelling in my mouth as it slid slowly in and out. It
had got really hard, even though we were both high on
the pills. After about ten minutes of delicious
sucking I let it slip out and took it in my hand. It
was sticking up, erect, glistening. His foreskin had
slipped back revealing the beautiful purplish gland. I
kissed it softly and looked up at him, my lips wet.
"Chrissie, look what you did to me," he said, "you
naughty little boy."
I squeezed Danny's cock gently. He moaned. It couldn't
believe how big it had become. It was hard as a rock,
nearly six inches long, slender, and beautifully
shaped. I moved forward to take it into my mouth
again.
"Ooh, Chrissie, stop, you're going to make me come,"
he said.
 I gave the pretty purple tip of his cock a sweet
little kiss, and sat back and looked at him.
"Let's take our time, we can play around for hours,"
he said, giving me a coy, sexy look, "I want to get
really naughty with you."
He went and sat down in the chair. I looked at him,
naked except for his black stockings and suspenders,
with his cock sticking up all hard. I found the
combination of his sexy stocking-tops and hard cock
extremely erotic.
"I need to calm down a little," he said, "you got me
very excited."
Suddenly the phone rang. We both jumped.
"Who the hell could that be?" I said, and I went to
answer it.
"It's Bobby," I said to Danny, covering the phone with
my hand, "he can't sleep and he wondered if it would
be OK to come over here."
"Wow, he must be telepathic," said Danny. "It's OK
with me if you don't mind."
"Come on over Bobby," I said, "see you in a minute."
I couldn't help but feel a sexy thrill, knowing what
we'd said about Bobby.
"We'd better put our pants on," Danny said nervously.
I watched as his lovely cock slowly drooped, and lay
down gently between the tops of his pretty thighs, all
soft again.
We slipped our pants on quickly, covering up our sexy
black stockings. Danny picked up his guitar and began
playing, a sweet tune he had written.
After a few minutes there was a soft knock at the
door.

To be continued...if you liked it please email me at
sweetlissy2001@yahoo.co.uk