Date: Thu, 4 Jan 2007 13:25:12 -0800 (PST)
From: bill bobber <givingitupgladly@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Getting Started - 8    TG - Teens, YF

This story contains scenes of consensual sex between two males. One is fifteen,
the other twenty-one. This is a fantasy, but I remember well being fifteen and
how it felt and the kind of activities we fifteen year olds got up to. Note
that I said consensual. Had I been lucky enough to have this happen to me when
I was fifteen, it would have definately been consensual.
Hopefully, this does
not break any laws in your area. If it does, or you are offended by this
subject matter please exit and read elsewhere. Otherwise, enjoy.

 Thank you
so much for the nice comments from Nifty readers. I love to hear from fellow
Nifty fans and readers. If you have a spare moment (or hand) I would be
thrilled to hear from you. Thank you so much.
Love, Randy (aka "Bill")



For an entire week I waited to hear from Jim. My ears perked-up every time the
phone rang and if I heard the doorbell, I was the first one there. But when I
thought about it, phoning me, or worse, knocking on my door would have been
pretty dumb. "Hi, I'm the twenty-one year old guy who's here to see your
fifteen year old son. Nothing to worry about ma'am; your son just likes to
dress up in girl's clothes and have sex with me. After I've drained my balls in
him I'll be sure to bring him right home."
Actually, compared with some of the
drug stuff kids my age at school were getting into it didn't seem that bad. But
my mom probably wouldn't see it that way.
In the meantime, while I waited
anxiously to see Jim again I practised dressing up, putting on make up, and
getting my ass used to accommodating "Big Daddy." I approached my training with
the relentless determination of a marathon runner. Every night I made love to
myself with the thick dildo until I'd gotten to the point where I was able to
pound my ass with "Big Daddy" without any initial pain. I was also getting the
hang of using make-up. I think. I really had to spend some time with the
eyeliner and mascara to figure those out and there were some disasters along
the way, but it was a lot of fun too. And the lipstick was a gas! I loved the
slutty way I looked with the blond wig on and a nice thick coat of ultra-red
gloss applied to my pouty lips. I imagined sliding those bright red lips down
the length of Jim's big cock and shivered with anticipation - Call Me Damn it!!
What's a poor girl to do when she's this horny and her man doesn't call?
Fucking your ass with a big
 dildo can only go so far. I needed the real thing - and soon.
Luckily, early
the next week I was walking home from school when I heard a car slow down
beside me. It was Jim! As he rolled down the window my heart pounded in my
chest so hard I could feel it in my ears. I'd almost forgotten how good he
looked. And that smile! Oh, I was smitten. It was all I could do to not jump on
him right there, but I settled on giggling like a school girl and wiggling my
butt.
"Hi Jim!" I couldn't stop grinning.
"Hey, sorry for not seeing you
sooner," he replied. "I had to go back to college to pick up some of my stuff.
How are you?"
"Um, fine. I kind of wondered if I was going to see you again."
He leaned out the window and looked me directly in the eye. "Do you want to?"
My lips felt dry and I licked them before whispering, "more than anything.
"Then why don't you get in?"
I was around the car in half a second and sitting
next to Jim on the front seat in another. We drove off slowly and I felt on top
of the world because I was sitting next to my man. I didn't care who saw. I
snuggled up close to him and breathed in his clean manly scent and felt his big
shoulder muscles. I purred.
Jim reached down and put his hand on my leg. "I
missed you too my little pretty. I guess I don't have to ask if you wanted to
keep seeing me."
"Are you kidding?!" I replied, mouth open in wonder. "All
I've done this past week is miss you and wait for you to call me."
He smiled
that smile and said, "is that all you've been doing? I mean, I did leave you
with some stuff."
My blush told him volumes I'm sure. My hand reaching down to
rest on the crotch of his jeans probably told him even more. "Oh, I've been
busy all right," I told him in a slutty-husky whisper. "I just want to know if
you're ready to see what I've learnt."
He looked at me with a bright look in
his eye and through his pants I could feel his big beautiful cock swell. Oh, I
wanted to see it soon!
We parked in a secluded spot outside of town. All the
way there I had rubbed and squeezed Jim's cock through his pants until it had
felt ready to pop through the denim. He had returned the favour. I had shocked
him a little by quickly whipping off my pants and spreading my legs as far
apart as possible on the seat next to him. His eyes nearly popped out when he
say the lacy black panties covering my ass and quivering little cock. I liked
the way spreading my legs like that made me feel all hot and slutty. I think
Jim liked it too because he told me what a hot little tramp I was and how good
it felt when I fondled his hard cock. By the time we parked we were pretty hot
and bothered.
We kissed. A lot. For a long, long, time. I melted into his
strong arms and kissed back with a passion that I think surprised him at first.
But I wanted Jim to know that I missed him, and wanted him. As we kissed our
hands continued to roam, stroking and feeling each other. My hands were wrapped
around his neck when they weren't trying to pull his dick off. His hands,
meanwhile, were all over my pantie-clad ass bringing me intense pleasure.
Especially when he slid one hand under the silken material and began to rub my
horny rosebud.
I hoped Jim liked my ass. I prayed that he liked to feel my
smooth skin and firm young ass-cheeks. I wiggled it for him to let him know how
much I enjoyed his touch back there. He responded by sliding both hands under
the panties and squeezing and spreading apart both of my butt cheeks. I loved
it. I felt so girly and feminine getting felt-up by a strong, horny man.
I
couldn't take it any more. I needed to see his cock. Jim helped me as I worked
to undo his pants and slide them down far enough for me to get to my treasure.
He was so hard that when I did finally get his pants down his cock sprang up
and nearly smacked me in the face. Oh, heaven!!  Here it was, at last. What I'd
dreamt of and craved all week. I could feel the heat coming from it even though
my face was still several inches away from it. I could smell that intoxicating
aroma that men's cocks have when you get up close to them; a pinch of sweat, a
dash of soap, a hint of something else that gets into the back of your brain
and says to you "this is a man's cock - suck it."
And I did. I engulfed it
like my life depended on it. I sucked hard and fast filling my mouth with Jim's
meaty phallus and overwhelming my senses with input. The taste - pre-cum -
delicious. The tactile sensations - smooth and slippery - double delicious. The
realisation that I had a really big, really hard cock in my mouth, oh so very
priceless.
Until Jim stopped me.
"It's time someone told you how to give a
man a blow job."
I felt hurt. "You don't like it? I asked trying to catch my
breath.
"Oh I really like it, but you just need a little guidance that's all.
You have the makings of a world class cock sucker. After all, you do want to be
my girlfriend don't you?"
I swooned, then nodded. "Teach me."
Jim spent the
next 20 minutes or so showing me how to give a man the perfect blow job.
Sometimes gentle, sometimes intense, using tongue, lips, hands, throat, all
timed to maximise the eventual payoff - a spectacular explosion of cum.
When
Jim finally did cum in my mouth I was more than ready. And Jim had arrived at
such a state of prolonged excitement that has orgasm was long and powerful.
Still jacking the base of his thick cock with my little hand I held the fat
head just inside my lips and started swallowing. We achieved a euphoric and
erotic rhythm; he shot a thick, hot load into my mouth, I swallowed. Repeat.
Again, and again, and again, my cheeks would bulge as my mouth filled, then my
throat would suck down the sweet man-cum into my stomach. Until at last the
torrent of sperm slowed to a trickle. I kept lapping up the dribble that still
leaked from Jim's still hard penis. Moaning with contented pleasure, glorying
at my tummy full of Jim's seed.
I climbed up on Jim and straddled him. We
kissed again and I'm sure he could taste himself in my mouth. His hands went
back to my ass sending surges of pleasure through me. I couldn't control what I
said next. It just came from somewhere inside me that needed to be satisfied.
"I want you to fuck me Jim. I'm ready, please! Fuck me right now. I want it so
bad. Come on, use that big cock on me. I want you in my ass so bad!"
And I
was ready. On fire. My ass craved the sensation of being filled and I wasn't
going to be satisfied with just latex anymore. I wanted a real cock in my ass.
I wanted, desperately, to be fucked, and fucked hard.
"No!"
I didn't think
I'd heard right.
"What?", I cried. "What do you mean? Don't you want me?"
"Oh, don't worry my sweet little dove. I definitely want you. I want you so bad
it's all I can think about. At night I dream about making you my own and making
love to you until you squeal. I can't wait until I can fuck that perfect little
ass, but we will wait."
I felt like crying. I had admitted to a man that I
wanted, desperately, for him to fuck me, and he had said no. Tears started to
leak from my eyes. I knew that the sobs would soon follow.
"Stop! No, you
don't understand!" Jim wiped the tears from my eyes and kissed me gently. "I
want more than anything in the world to be the man to make you his girl. I want
to be the first man to fill your ass with his cum, but I want it to be special.
I want it to be in a bed, with time for us to be together. And for you to be
wearing all the wonderful things I gave you. I want it to be a night we will
both never forget."
I cried anyway, but his time with happiness as I realised
what a wonderful, loving man I had with me. And I wanted more than anything, to
do anything I could to please him.
"I'm so happy Jim. I'm so happy to be your
girl. I'll do anything you want. Anything. Just let me be your girl."
We
kissed for a long time. Then I sucked off Jim again as I stroked my cock. We
both came at nearly the same time; me on the seat, him in my mouth again. I
loved it.
We drove home and I couldn't keep the grin off of my face. We had
arranged to get together this Friday night when my mother would be at work and
my sister would be out with friends. We would have the whole night together.
And in the meantime, I could still taste Jim's cum in my mouth and I knew there
was a lot more in my tummy. I felt proud that I had been able to satisfy my man
so well. And soon, I would let him fuck me. Oh, God, Yes! I would let him fuck
me! In heels!

To be continued......

Love, Randy