Date: Thu, 8 Sep 2016 12:17:43 +0100 (BST)
From: z.blake@tutanota.com
Subject: My First Time As Soni

MY FIRST TIME AS SONI
By Zachyboy
b/b, transgender, oral, anal

This story is a work of fiction and involves sexual situations between two
really sweet young friends who make love. If reading about two sweet young
friends making love is illegal where you live, (ugh, not fair), then you
shouldn't be here.

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Author's Note: This story was originally published on Nifty in December
2015 under another pen name of mine: Jared Dreamer. I'm not sure why I came
up with that alter-ego, but he was short-lived and largely undiscovered.

So, long story short, I've decided to migrate his small smattering of
stories over here to the Zachyboy stable for my sake, so I don't lose track
of them. "My First Time as Soni" was one of "Jared's" stories I was most
particularly proud of, because it made me cry a little and it made my heart
feel good. I want it here with my other stuff so it doesn't slip off
quietly into obscurity.

R.I.P. Jared Dreamer. Thanks for letting me bask in your anonymity for a
couple of lovely months. You were a beautiful voice from another lost part
of me.

On with the show.

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PART ONE

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"Soni," I whispered to myself in front of the mirror. "Sonia. Soni." I
tried the name out on my tongue. I let it roll around. I felt sexy when I
said it.

That was the summer I turned 13 and started dressing like a girl as much as
I could, especially when my friend Mike came over.

"I'm not Scott," I said insistently to the mirror, with pursed lips and a
little kiss to myself. "I'm Soni. Hello. I love you, Mike. I'm Soni."

I was just talking nonsense talk of course, but it felt good to say it out
loud thinking of my best friend, getting hard in my panties, but still
trying to tuck my cock down so it wouldn't show as I stood there wearing my
cousin's skirt and panties and training bra I stole from her house when we
went over there for her birthday party last weekend.

She turned 10. Her stuff was really little, and it looked really sexy on
me. Tight. Short. I wasn't a big kid at 13, so it fit me fine. Just
tight. Just little and tight. Sexy.

"Soni," I whispered. "Call me Soni, Mike."

I leaned into the mirror and kissed it. I practiced French kissing myself.

Mike and I had never French kissed, we didn't want to be gay, but we'd done
a ton of dick stuff.

He started doing dick stuff with me when we were both 9 or 10. He found a
bunch of magazines that his dad had out in the garage. They were magazines
where guys fuck girls. Really dirty ones, with cocks going into pussies and
stuff. He loved looking at girl parts too. I just liked the guy parts. But
it was sexy to look at people doing it to each other.

So we started looking at them one day, and we both got little boners, and
before I knew it, we were both standing out in his garage with his pants
around our ankles, and he taught me how to jack off my little cock that
day. He told me his cousin taught him.

I never met Mike's cousin, but he was two years older, and he taught Mike a
bunch of stuff.

He taught him jacking off and blowjobs, which Mike taught me. He taught him
69'ing, so we do that too now.

So yeah. Mike and I do a bunch of dick stuff together. We've sucked each
other a ton of times. He has sperm already but I don't have any yet.

Mike wants to butt fuck me because his cousin butt fucks him, but I don't
know if I want to do that part yet. That part scares me because I think it
might hurt. So mostly we just jack each other off and suck each other's
cocks and do 69's and stuff. I swallow his sperm when I suck him and he
says that's really hot.

I wish we were boyfriend and boyfriend, but he's not that way. He still
says he likes girls and even though he does a bunch of stuff with me and
his cousin, he still says he's just practicing for girls.

Fine, I guess. As long as he keeps doing stuff with me.

This story's about the first time he butt fucked me.

He was at my cousin Amy's birthday party with me. Mike comes to a lot of
our family stuff. He's just good kid my mom likes, and we've known each
other since second grade, so he's always just with me.

And we were at Amy's, and she's ten now, and we were sitting in the living
room alone, just me and him, kind of being gross and talking about dick
stuff when Amy walked in to get her shoes from over by the door – I
think she wanted to go outside in the back yard with some of her friends –
and when she bent down to pick up her shoes, me and Mike could see right up
her skirt and we got a good look of her panties. They were blue with yellow
butterflies.

"Man, that was hot," Mike said, after she left. "Did you see how her skirt
went up and how you could see her butt cheek under panties?"

"Sicko," I laughed. "She's ten, man."

"So?" he shrugged. "I'd still put it in her, wouldn't you?"

"Gross," I laughed, feeling creeped-out. "She's my cousin!"

"So?" he shrugged. "I've got a cousin. I let him stick his dick up my
butt!"

"SHHH!" I said. "Everybody's right out in the kitchen!"

"I'm sorry," he grinned. "I'm just saying, who cares if she's your cousin,
man. I'd still do it up her hole."

"Whatever," I said, feeling jealous actually. I sort of gave him the silent
treatment.

"Did I say something wrong?" he asked.

"No," I said. "I just thought, whatever. I mean, you and me. The stuff we
do."

"Aw," he said, reaching over and ruffling my hair. "I'm sorry. I didn't
mean she's hotter than you."

"Hmph," I kind of grumbled.

"Hey!" he said brightly. "Go upstairs and steal one of her skirts and a
pair of her panties and you can bend over for me too!"

I took a couch pillow and threw it at him.

"Sicko!" I laughed.

But inside I wasn't laughing at all. Inside, it made me excited when he
said it. Inside, I already knew I was going to do it.

And I did.

Later in the party, when Mike was outside, I ran up in her room, opened her
dresser drawer. Grabbed a skirt, grabbed some panties, grabbed a training
bra, stuffed them all under my shirt, ran outside. Hid them under the car
seat, and that was how my first Soni outfit was born. Stolen from my
10-year-old cousin Amy from her birthday party.

So, I practiced wearing them the whole next week. After school, before my
mom got home from work, I'd put them on and look at myself in the mirror. I
looked pretty in them. Sexy.

"Soni," I whispered to myself in front of the mirror. "Sonia. Soni." I
tried the name out on my tongue. I let it roll around. I felt sexy when I
said it.

I practiced putting some makeup on. Just a little lipstick and lip
gloss. And some of my mom's eyeshadow. And Amy's panties. And Amy's
skirt. And Amy's training bra. And a t-shirt of mine that was really super
small. Very tight. I looked so much like a girl in that outfit. I ran my
hands over my own chest. "Boobies," I thought. My own sexy boobies. My own
dick got really hard when I wore her panties which annoyed me, because I
was also trying to press it backwards between my legs. You know. So it
wouldn't show. So it would look like I had a pussy.

"I'm not Scott," I said insistently to the mirror, with pursed lips and a
little kiss to myself. "I'm Soni. Hello. I love you, Mike. I'm Soni."

Mike was coming over after school. For dinner.

I beat him to my house. He had to drop off his books at home and ask his
mom.

I hurried and put the skirt and panties on before he got there. I put some
lipstick and eye shadow on.

I wondered if he'd like me like this, dressed up like Amy. If he'd think I
was sexy like this, or laugh and think I was stupid.

I wondered if he'd let me suck his cock like this.

I mean, I was pretty sure about that part. We sucked each other's cocks all
the time as boys.

But I wondered if he'd let me suck a cock like this, on my knees, with
lipstick on. With his cock going in and out of my mouth with me on my
knees. In a skirt. Dressed as Soni.

When he got to my house, I was upstairs in my room, behind my closed
door. Nobody else was home. My mom was still at work.

"Are you up there?" he yelled up the stairs after he let himself in.

"Yeah!" I said. "Come up, but don't come in yet."

"What?" he laughed and I could hear him clomping up the stairs. He stopped
at the door.

"Are you ready?" I asked him.

"Ready for what?" he asked. "You got a surprise in there?"

I giggled.

"What?" he laughed. "Is it a present for me?"

"Kind of," I said shyly, and I opened up the door.

He saw me standing there in a too-tight t-shirt, a skirt and make-up. His
eyes bugged out of his head.

"Oh wow!" he said. "Oh, wow, wow, wow! What the hell, man?!"

I shrugged. "You told me you wanted me to steal one of Amy's skirts."

"OH WOW!" he grinned. "I was just kidding, man. I didn't think you'd do
it!!"

I pouted. "You don't like it?"

"OH MAN," he said. "Are you kidding? I LOVE IT! You look really hot,
Scott. Super hot!"

"Thanks," I blushed. "I wanted to tell him to call me Soni, but I felt
embarrassed. Felt dumb."

He looked me up and down and started rubbing his cock through his jeans a
little.

"Wow," he whispered, getting turned on. "Do you think we could do stuff
real quick? You know. Before your mom gets home."

I smiled at him.

He looked nervous to even ask it, but he looked at my lips and my legs and
my butt shape under my shirt.

"Can you –" he whispered nervously, like somebody might hear him, even
though nobody was home, "would you – you know – suck my thing while
you're wearing that."

I nodded and got down on my knees.

"Oh, wow," he said, and he unzipped his pants and lowered his jeans and
undies a little and his dick popped out, smelling good and strong as
usual. Mike had a little bit of pubes down there. I didn't' have any.

I opened my mouth and took his cock inside me like I'd done a million times
and he tasted good as always.

"Oh, wow," he said, touching my head lightly as I sucked him. I wish you
could see how hot this looks, my dick going in your mouth when it has
lipstick on. Man, I swear you look just like a girl. This is SO hot,
Scott. WOW."

"I bet you don't want to look up Amy's skirt now," I giggled. "I bet you'd
rather see my panties today."

His eyes bugged out again.

"You've got her panties on too?" he gasped. "Oh man, let me see, let me
see!"

I stood up and slowly walked across the room for him. I turned around with
my back toward him. Bent over on the floor like I was picking something
up. Reached one hand back and pulled my skirt up a little. Showed him my
panties. They were yellow. With little red hearts and flowers.

"Oh, man," he said, and there was something deep and scary-exciting in his
voice. "Oh man, Scott, that's hot."

I turned back to him and lifted my t-shirt up. I had Amy's training bra
on. He sucked in air. Made a gasping sound.

His dick was still out, sticking straight up in the air.

I lifted my skirt up. I had my dick tucked down and between my legs and I
squeezed them together. It looked like I had a pussy.

"Oh man," he whispered. "You are so hot right now."

I turned around. Lifted my skirt up again. Showed him my panties from
behind.

I don't know why I did it, but I licked my finger in my mouth and put it
down my panties and I reached in between my cheeks a little and I stuck it
in my butt. Just a little.

He moaned.

"Oh man, Scott. I'm so hard looking at you in those panties, man, you gotta
let me stick my dick inside you this time. Please man, please?"

I still wasn't sure. We'd never ever butt fucked before.

But he was so excited, looking at me in Amy's skirt and panties. His dick
was so, so hard.

"Please, Scott please. Just let me stick it in you just this once. It's all
I'll ever ask."

"No way, man. I think it would hurt too much!"

"No it won't. I promise I'll be really gentle. I promise, I promise, I
promise."

"I don't know."

"Please, man. I'm begging you. You are so pretty, Scott. I swear it won't
hurt. My cousin does it to me all the time and he's 15. He's way bigger
than me. And as long as he goes super slow when he puts it in, it doesn't
hurt at all! You'll see! I swear!"

I was scared, but kind of excited at the same time. I liked him so much. I
wanted make him feel good that way, but we'd never gone this far
before. There's a big difference between blow jobs and butt fucking. But
man, I wanted to try it so much. I was so nervous, but I wanted to see what
it felt like.

I felt so good like this. So much like a girl for him. And I wanted to have
him inside me for real, even though I was scared about what it would feel
like. Even though I was scared I might not like it. I was nervous, excited,
scared and wanting it, all at the same time.

"Okay," I said finally, "But if I say stop you have to stop."

"I swear! I promise!"

He looked so happy when I told him he could try it in me.

"I mean it," I said. "If it hurts to much, you have to take it out."

"Promise!" he said, fumbling with his clothes. "Stack of Bibles."

He kicked off his pants the rest of the way, then pulled off his underwear
too, and stood there with his huge cock pointing straight up.

"I don't know," I said, looking at his dick.

"Please, Scott," he moaned. "I'm begging. I'll do anything back you
want. You can do it to me too. Anything."

"Okay," I said. "But it looks so big."

I've seen his cock lots of times and even sucked his boner a bunch, and
really, it's not that huge, it's only 4-and-a-half inches. Not even 5
yet. But man, let me tell you something. A cock looks way bigger when you
know it's going to get stuck up your ass for the first time. WAY bigger.

But still I felt sexy. Still I wanted to try it finally. I knew we'd do
this someday. I just didn't know it would be like this. With me being a
girl for him. With me feeling so sexy and heart-poundy about it.

"How do you want me," I asked him. I didn't know how this worked. I'd never
done this before. "On my back? On my belly? Laying on the bed? Kneeling on
my hands and knees?"

"Oh, yes," he said, and I could hear how excited he was in his voice. "On
your hands and knees. Please. Pleeeease."

I got on the end of the bed and kind of scooted up a little so I was on my
hands and knees like a dog, but my butt was pointed back at him while he
stood on the floor at the end of the bed.

I could hear him spitting in his hand and getting his dick wet with
it. Stroking himself looking at me. He ran his hands over my sides,
caressing me. I felt tingly at his touch.

"Oh, yeah," he said. "You're so pretty, Scott. You are so pretty man."

I felt his hand go up my skirt and cup my bottom. God, it felt good when he
squeezed it like that.

I felt his wet finger slide up through the leg band of my panties,
searching for my asshole. He found it and pressed forward.

"Ow," I winced. "Not enough spit. Get it wetter!"

"Sorry! Sorry!" he said, withdrawing it quickly and sucking more spit on
it.

He pushed if forward again and that time it went in better. I winced past
the first muscle. It really did hurt a little getting past the second
muscle, but he did it. And then after a sigh it really did feel okay.

"Oh man," he whispered. "You feel so hot and tight inside. Is this okay? Is
it feeling okay?"

"Mmm-hmm," I said, and I really wasn't kidding. It felt really good and
full feeling him slide his finger in and out of my butt like that. I felt
like all of this was really okay. Like I was supposed to let him do this to
me. Like my butt was made just right for this.

"Oh man, I really want to fuck you, Scott. Can I fuck your butthole now?"

I could almost hear a moan in his voice when he said it. Like his voice was
really shaking. Like he was really needing it a lot.

"Go ahead," I said nervously. "But really slow. And use lots of spit."

He pulled my skirt down and I heard him gasp as he looked at my bottom
again in my panties.

"Oh my God," he said. "You look so hot in those. You totally have a girl's
ass. You are so sexy, Scott."

I felt good when he said that. Special. I was feeling kind of hot in my
neck. And twisty in my butt. Like I wanted to twist my butt and offer it to
him more. I started twisting it toward him. Moving it around a little. And
he moaned really loud.

"Oh God," he said. "I'm gonna cum in my pants before I even get it in your
butt."

I felt him pull my panties down. And I helped him kick them off. My skirt
and panties were piled on the floor next to his jeans and undies.

"Sooooo pretty," he moaned, squeezing and massaging my butt cheeks. "I've
wanted this so much. I've jacked off thinking of this a million times."

I twisted my butt back at him more, letting him know I was ready for it.

I heard him spitting on his hand again, getting his dick wetter, but when
he tried to put it in me, the angle was wrong. I was up too high.

"Maybe scoot down," he said. "With your legs on the floor, but still bent
over the bed."

I did what he said. Hopped down to the floor, and bent over the bed all the
way down to my chest so my ass was at the right level for him.

"Oh wow," he said again. "That looks so perfect like that."

And then I could tell he was dropping to his knees.

"What?" I asked, not knowing what he was doing.

"Don't be grossed out, Scott. I'm sorry. I've wanted to do this for so
long."

And before I could say anything, his whole face was in my butt cheeks, and
he was pulling them apart with his hands, and oh my God, I felt his TONGUE
go in my BUTTHOLE. Oh my God! It felt like electricity!

I heard him go "MMMMM," and then I don't remember what happened next, only
that every nerve ending in my butthole was just lighting up on fire, and I
was seeing all sorts of sparkles in front of my eyes, and I felt dizzy and
I felt like I was going to faint.

He licked my butt for a LONG time. And I know I was twisting back against
his face and his mouth and his tongue. I could feel his tongue trying to
poke inside me. I'd never felt like this before. I wanted him to fuck me
now for sure.

"Suck my cock," he whispered. "Get it wet."

Instantly I turned around. Just flipped around on my tummy while he stood
up and he put his cock in my mouth. It was wet from his spit, but there was
also a long string of shiny stuff on the end, which I licked up, swallowed,
and moaned at how sweet it tasted. His cock was super hard and I got it as
wet as I could. He was pushing it in my mouth far. I felt him scrape my
teeth, but he didn't seem to care. He grabbed my head and fucked it in my
mouth a couple times. I got it super wet.

"Okay," he said breathlessly. "I'm gonna cum soon. I don't want to cum in
your mouth. I want it in your butt."

"Okay," I told him, and I turned back around the other way and lined my
butt back up to the tip of his cock.

"Here it comes," he whispered, holding my ass cheek open with one hand, and
placing his cock to the entrance of my ass with his other hand.

He slowly pushed forward and –

"Ow! Go slow! Go slow!"

"Sorry! Sorry!"

He slowed it down and pushed it inside me – past the first ring –

"Ow! Slower!"

"Oh fuck, Scott, you feel so good."

I felt his cock trying to get past my second ring, and I pushed out a
little, pushed with my poop muscles, and suddenly it slid up into me,
quickly, firmly, far, like I could almost feel it in my throat.

"Ohhhhh God," he moaned.

I gasped at the bigness of it. The fullness. I didn't know it would feel
this big inside me.

"Is it okay?" he asked nervously, like he was afraid I'd make him take it
out.

"It's fine," I told him. "It's good. It's big. Just don't move it for a
second. Let me catch my breath."

He stood there with his dick so hard inside me, I thought it might snap. I
could hear him breathing. I could feel his legs shaking. He was a little on
his tiptoes to line it up right with my asshole, and I could feel his legs
actually shaking to hold that position.

"Okay, I told him after a few seconds. "Go slow, but move it in and out."

He did what I asked and started slowly pulling it almost out then pushing
it forward again.

"Oh God, oh God, Scott," he whispered. "This feels so good. Oh God, man,
you're so hot inside."

I couldn't say anything. It really did feel like his cock was in my throat
somehow. It felt really deep. Really big. It made my asshole hurt, but in a
good, full, crowded way. Like filled in complete. Like there'd be no room
for anything else.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, and his legs were super shaky. "I'm gonna
cum. I'm gonna cum really fast in here. I can't make it."

"It's okay," I told him. "Go ahead, do it. Cum in me."

I squeezed my ass muscles together around his dick really hard, and he
moaned really loud and he grabbed my hips and started punching his dick in
me really hard – one, two, three hard thrusts ---

"Ow!" I said. "Too fast! Too far!"

"I'm sorry!" he gasped, but he jabbed if four more times again, really
strong, really shaky, and then –

"AHHHNNNGGGHHH!" he grunted and then he just pulled me too him. He pulled
my hips back super far on his cock and it completely went into me as far as
he could push it, and I felt him shaking all over and his hips just locked
into me as he shot his cum inside my butt, as deep as it ever could go.

I squeezed my ass muscles again and tried to milk it out of him.

"Oh God, Oh God," he whispered. And I could feel drops of sweat drop off
his forehead and onto my back. He was shaky and sweaty.

He started to pull it out.

"No!" I said quickly. "Leave it in! Hold it in really far like that again."

He did what I said. He pushed it back in. It felt really gooey and a little
softer now, but he pushed it back in as far as it would go, and I felt that
good full feeling in my throat again. That complete feeling. That filled-up
to overflowing feeling.

"That felt so good, Scott," he said to me, stroking the back of my
head. But nervously, like he didn't know if he had permission to pet me
like that. To be tender like that.

"Mmmm, I said, contented, just enjoying the fullness of him until he really
did get soft, and it plopped out in a mess of cum and stickiness.

"I'm sorry I came so fast," he said. "It was just too exciting in there. It
felt too good. I couldn't stop it."

"It's okay," I told him. "Next time you'll last longer."

He looked so happy when I said that.

"Really? I can do it again?"

I laughed and nodded.

"When?" he said, all eager, like he wanted to do it right then.

I looked at the clock. My mom would be home in five minutes.

"Tonight," I told him. "Sleep over. We can do stuff after my mom goes to
sleep."

"Oh yesssssss," he moaned. "Will you wear the panties again? The skirt? And
can I take them off you again?"

I nodded yes, because it really did feel sexy when he did that.

"Can I give you a girl name?" he blushed and looked embarrassed.

I shrugged, embarrassed myself. "I already have one."

"Oh my God," he shivered. "You really like this, don't you?" Then he really
turned red and came right up and whispered in my ear, "Can I call you by
your girl name when I fuck you?"

He got me so hot when he whispered in my ear "when I fuck you." It made my
whole neck get goosebumps.

"Mmm-hmm," I nodded in the sexiest voice I could make. "You want to know
what my girl name is?"

"What?" he whispered.

"Soni," I said. "It's short for Sonia."

He shivered.

"Soni," he repeated. "God, that's hot. Scott. Soni. I love that."

He put his arms around me and hugged me a little. Awkwardly, like he didn't
know how do it.

I took his arms and helped him hold me. You know. Like a slow dance in the
gym.

He held me like that and we hugged in place a little until we heard my mom
pull in the driveway.

He hugged me. Smelled my skin. Breathed in my neck and hair.

"Soni," he whispered. "I want to do it to you again, Soni. I want to fuck
you, Soni."

My whole body shivered and got goosebumps.

"Tonight," I promised him, reaching down and rubbing his cock, which was
really super hard again. Hard and pressing into me.

He kissed the top of my head a little and reached back and squeezed by ass
cheeks.

"Tonight," he said. And he let his finger run down my crack and he pressed
it into me, making me hiss and arch up as it slid inside the stickiness he
left in my butt. He pushed it up far. He finger fucked me with his own
sperm in my butt.

"I'm gonna fuck you, Soni," he growled quietly. And the whisper was full of
sexy hot promise. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard tonight."

And that night at the sleepover, that's was officially the start of how
Scott became Soni.

And Soni got fucked that night. Super hard and super long.

Man, did she get fucked that night.

I'll tell you soon.

I promise. I swear.

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PART TWO

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I had to really quickly take the makeup off before my mom saw me, so Mike
went downstairs and talked to my mom while I washed my face in my
bathroom. Then I quickly picked up my skirt and panties and hid them under
my bed, then I got dressed in my jeans and my t-shirt and went downstairs.

"Hi, Honey," my mom said, kissing my head. "Eww, you feel all sweaty. What
were you boys doing, running around the block?"

Mike grinned at me. My butt still felt stretched-out and sore from where he
rammed his thing in me so hard, and it also felt loose and squishy, like if
I accidentally farted, a bunch of his stuff might run out of my hole and
down my leg.

"Well, showers tonight," she said, putting groceries away. "Is Mikey
staying over? It looks like he could use a shower too."

She always calls him Mikey. Ever since he was 7. We keep telling her it's
Mike now, but there's no stopping her. He's Mikey, I'm Scotty to
her. That'll never change. But I looked at him and his hair was just as
sweaty as mine was from what we did upstairs.

"Well, take showers tonight," she said. "And change your sweaty t-shirts."
She sniffed the air. "Good heavens, Mikey, I can smell you from here."

Mike lifted his pit up and smelled it and shrugged. Maybe a little
pitty. But not bad. Plus I kind of liked his smells. He smelled like a boy
is supposed to smell. I wondered if I could make myself smell like a
girl. Maybe some of my mom's perfume tonight? It made me feel
tingly. Excited.

I wondered what she'd think if she saw me dressed up like Soni. Or with her
sweet little Mikey she'd known since he was on training wheels ramming his
dick up my butt. I bet she'd smell some smells then! I giggled.

"What's so funny?" she asked me with a smile in her eye. "Are you boys up
to something?"

Mike said, "Who? Us?" with his great innocent look he gives her when she
gets too nosy.

"Yeah, right," my mom rolled her eyes. "Who? Us? Right. You two are always
so innocent. Such paragons of virtue."

I felt some of Mike's virtue starting to run out of my butt and I giggled
again.

"All right," she said. "Dinner at six. Now get out of my hair."

We went out in the living room and turned the TV on. We could hear her in
the kitchen, puttering around and getting stuff out and getting dinner
ready. My mom's a good cook.

We were on the couch, which is pretty far and around the corner from the
doorway to the kitchen. Mike looked up to check if the coast was clear, and
when he couldn't see her, he unzipped his pants super fast, and pulled them
down a little and stuck is dick out at me. It was soft.

"Suck it," he whispered. "Suck it for me, Soni."

My eyes bugged out. "Mike! Put it away!" I hiss whispered. "She'll come
in!"

"Come on," he begged. "Just a little. Just for five seconds."

I looked at the kitchen doorway, really scared but really excited. This was
so crazy. She could walk through that door at any second and see Mike with
his cock hanging out.

Really fast before I could stop myself, I got up, looked again, quickly
dropped down to my knees and took Mike's soft cock in my mouth. There was
dried cum on it. Like glaze. And it tasted kind of salty. Bitter. Like my
butt.

But I gave it five strong sucks and he moaned a little.

I popped my head up again and looked over the couch. I could hear my mom
putting pans on the stove, so I knew she was in the far end of the kitchen
from the door.

I put my head back down in his laps and gave him ten more really strong,
good sucks. God, it tasted so good. I loved the taste of his cock, and
loved the feel of it getting fatter in my mouth.

"That's it, Soni. Suck it for me good, baby."

Mike was really getting turned on by my new name. I was excited about it
too. I couldn't wait to do stuff tonight and hear him call me by my girl
name while we were doing it.

But this was crazy. I couldn't suck him here like this. I came to my senses
and pulled my head off his lap.

"Noooo," he whispered. "Please! Do it more." He was really whining for
it. It feels really good and sexy to be whined-for.

"Go in the bathroom," I whispered to him. "Hurry up, before she comes in."

He ran over to the downstairs bathroom on the other side of the
room. Looking to make sure my mom wasn't paying attention – and she
wasn't – I quickly followed him, shut the door and locked it.

He was already in there with his pants and undies around his ankles. His
cock was three-quarters hard. He looked down at it with a begging look in
his face.

I got down on my knees and I sucked it back to full length. I sucked it
really deep into my throat. He put his hands on my head and guided my head
up and down on it.

"Ohhhh, that's so good," he whispered. "Pull your pants down, Soni. I want
to see your butthole again."

"Okay," I said. "But we should call it something else. "My pussy, or my
vagina or something."

"Yeah," he moaned. "Show me your vagina, Soni." He was stroking his dick
and really looked excited to see it again.

I pulled my pants and undies down and turned around and spread my cheeks
apart so he could see it. He made a moaning sound when I showed it to him.

"Oh yeah," he whispered. "So hot. So tight. Up against the sink. I want to
see it spread as far as you can. Spread farther.

I did. It felt good to spread it. I felt cool air when I spread it.

"Ohhhhh, yeah, that's hot," he whispered, touching the tip of my
hole. Licking his finger with spit and touching the entrance. "Such a
pretty vagina, Soni."

He pushed forward and started to finger fuck me.

"Mike," I whispered. "Not in here! My mom's out there!"

"She's busy," he said quietly. "She won't hear. Please, just let me stick
my cock in it again. Just really fast."

"Okay," I said. "But hurry."

He lined his cock up and I heard him spit on his hand and get it really
wet, and then he stood up behind me and stuck it toward my ass. No, my
pussy. Vagina.

It slipped out of position and wouldn't go in.

He lined it up again. Still no luck. The angle was all wrong.

"Ack." he was starting to get frustrated. He was on his tiptoes, scrunching
up trying to get it in my butt, but he couldn't find the way in.

"Here," I said, reaching behind me and trying to help him. Trying to put it
in for him the right way, but we still couldn't do it.

"It keeps falling out," he said. "I can't get it in there!"

He was almost making whimpering sounds he wanted it in me so bad.

"Here," I said. "Hurry up. Get on me."

I laid down on the bathroom floor. It was cold. We have tile. But
immediately he got on top of me. I spread my butt cheeks open as wide as I
could, and I heard him spit again on his cock, and then...

"AHHHHHHH," he groaned as he stuck it in me.

"Ow!" I whispered. "Too fast again!"

"Sorry! Sorry!" he apologized and pulled out quickly. Then slowly reentered
me. And that time it was better.

"Now go up and down," I told him. "But hurry up, before my mom catches us."

He started to pump it in and out of me. He was breathing really
fast. Making short fast breaths and pumping his penis up and down, inside
my hole with his hips. It felt good. It felt full and complete again.

My own cock wasn't even hard. I closed my eyes and felt the weight of him,
all his weight on top of me with just his hips moving up and down and just
his thick penis going in and out of me like that.

It felt so good. Not just like he was fucking my ass, but he was fucking
something else, too. Some place in my head I needed to be fucked in, but I
didn't quite understand it.

"Soni," he whispered. "I'm fucking your pretty pussy, Soni. I'm going to
cum in your pretty, hot pussy. Do you want my cum, Soni? Do you want my cum
in you?"

"Yes!" I whispered, partly to hurry him, but mostly because I really,
really did.

"NNNGGGGHHHHH!" he yelled, and suddenly his hips were jerking and oh God!
He was cumming in me again! Crap, it sure didn't take him long. We were
going to have to work on that. I mean, it hurts to have a dick in your
butt. You don't want it to be in there forever. But this was two times in a
row in less than 30 pumps? We'd have to practice on that.

"Sorry, sorry," he whispered. "I got too excited again. I'll slow down next
time, I promise."

"Hurry," I said, more worried about my mom than his premature
whatever-it's-called. "Pull your pants up."

We quickly got dressed and I wiped my wet butt with some toilet paper and
flushed it down the toilet. It felt really tingly on my butthole when I
touched it with the toilet paper. I felt sore. Puffy.

We came out of the bathroom just as my mom was coming out of the kitchen.

"Were you boys in the bathroom together?"

"Yeah," I shrugged, flushed. "So?"

"Yeah," Mike shrugged. "Boys pee together all the time, Mrs. D. It's not
like we've never seen boy parts before. It's a time-saver."

My mom rolled her eyes. "Boys," she muttered.

She looked at Mike again. His head was even sweatier now.

"I swear, Mikey, I think you're running a fever. Do you want me to take
your temperature? Maybe I should call your mom."

"Nah," he said, thinking quick. "I had gym class last period."

She looked skeptical.

"Then I ran all the way here," he added. "I just haven't cooled off
yet. It's sort of warm in here. I keep getting hot."

I almost let out a giggle.

She shrugged.

"Okay. But showers tonight. Both of you. Pee-yoo. I can smell your armpits
from half a mile away, Mikey.

He smelled his pits again in front of her and did an "ahhhhhhhhh" noise
like they smelled really good. Which they did.

She shook her head and walked away.

"Boys," she muttered again. But you could tell by the way she said it, she
loved us very, very much. We'd been together forever. We were gross
13-year-old boys, but we were HER gross 13-year-old boys.

So, dinner was great. Like I said, my mom's an excellent cook, and she made
this chicken breast stuff with white stuff over the top of it, and I don't
know what it was exactly, but there were some mushrooms in it, and some
kind of rice on the side, and Mike ate about fifty helpings, and I was
hoping he'd slow down or he'd be too fat to fuck me again. And the sauce
looked so creamy, I wanted to scoop it off my plate and rub some on my
puffy butt hole lips like soothing cream, because by now, after two fucks
from Mike with nothing but spit, I was really sore down there. I was glad I
had lotion upstairs for later.

Anyway, it was a great dinner, and like we always did when Mike slept over,
he was really good about clearing the table when we were done, and my mom
was always like, "Oh, Mike, you don't have to do that," and he was always
all ass-kissy with her like "Oh no, no, you did this good dinner, we'll
clean it up," and so we did.

We put the dishes in the dishwasher, and my mom grabbed her book she's
reading and said, "well, goodnight boys" and "don't stay up too late," and
retired to her bedroom which is downstairs, which is great, because mine is
upstairs. And upstairs is where me and Mike were intending to do stuff
tonight. With Mike as Mike and me as Soni.

We watched TV for about an hour. We were really only faking it. We both
knew we wanted to go up to my bedroom, but we had to make it sound good for
my mom. Finally we couldn't stand it anymore, and at 8 o'clock we went
upstairs and locked my bedroom door and turned on my TV, so we'd have a
little background noise in case my mom came up, which she never did, but
it's good to be safe.

"Dress up like her again, okay?" Mike said. And I could tell he was excited
from the look in his eyes and the bump in his pants. "Dress up like Soni."

I quickly took my pants and shirt off and threw them in the corner. I
smiled at him and took my underwear off. I wasn't hard, but he looked at my
penis anyway.

"Do you want me to suck it for you?" he asked me. "You haven't gotten any
sucks yet today from me."

Now, Mike had sucked my penis lots of times. And really, I liked it when he
did. But somehow, something about being Soni made me NOT want him to suck
it anymore. Like he wasn't supposed to do that part to me tonight. Like
yeah, my penis still sort of tingled and got hard sometimes when he was
doing stuff to me, but really, it wasn't supposed to be part of the
sex. Like, you know. Girls didn't have a penis to suck, so I shouldn't get
mine sucked either. Not if I wanted to be Soni for him.

I shook my head no.

"No," I said. "No penis sucks on me. Just on you."

"Okay," he gulped. And I knew he liked that idea.

I got Soni's clothes out from under my bed and I put them on. First my
panties. Then my skirt. Then my too-tight t-shirt. I wondered where I could
get more clothes. I wanted other outfits to make myself pretty for him.

"God, Scott, you are so sexy in that," he said after I put them back on. "I
mean, Soni. Oh, man Soni, I totally want to fuck you when I see you in
that."

The clothes felt good on me. Tight and small and sexy.

"Wait," I told him, and I quickly went into my bathroom which is connected
to my bedroom, and I put on my mom's lipstick and eye shadow which I stole
earlier, and I put on just a really fast spray of perfume I stole from her
dresser before she went to bed.

Now I looked like a girl and I was dressed like a girl and I had makeup
like a girl and I even smelled like a girl.

I came back in my bedroom and he went nuts.

"Oh my God, you smell so good. You are so hot and sexy. You are so pretty,
Scott. Why didn't we do this before?"

"Soni," I smiled.

"Yeah," he said. "I'm sorry. Soni."

Somehow having me dressed like a girl made it easier for him to talk sexy
to me. Because really, we'd sucked cocks a million times. A hundred
million. But he never wanted to talk about it, you know? It was just
something we did. Fast. Quick. Over. Fun.

But he never talked to me like this in boy clothes, ever. When I dressed
like Soni, he talked to me like I excited him. And he wasn't afraid to tell
me. It made me have butterflies in my stomach to know he wanted me like
that. Like I wasn't just the guy he sucked with. Like I was something
more. Like a girlfriend almost.

"So pretty, so sexy," he said with a hungry sound in his voice. "Let me
undress you. I know you just put it on, but let me undress you."

He did. So slowly, so lovingly. He tugged my skirt down. "Such a pretty
girl," he said, on his knees. Stopping to kiss my belly button.

He took my top off. Unlatched my training bra. Sucked on my nipples. I
shivered and got goosebumps.

"Oh, I love your titties, Soni. Let me suck your pretty tittes."

I shivered while he sucked them and nibbled them with his teeth. It felt so
shivery all over my body, up and down my spine. I closed my eyes and my
head tilted back. And then his hands went lower. Down my naked sides to my
hips.

My panties. Oh God, my panties. He took them down so slowly, nuzzling into
me. Rubbing the top of his hair against my bare cock and in the V patch
where my pubes would be some day. I didn't have any pubes now. I was
hairless. He w squeezing my butt cheeks. Trying to put his finger into me
again.

"No," I said. "Don't' finger me yet. Let's get into bed first."

He nodded, horny, and his cock was super hard. I could see it through his
pants.

"Take your clothes off," I told him. "Let's get in my bed."

He took his clothes off super, super fast and he was so long and hard
again. I couldn't believe how fast he could get another boner again. He'd
fucked me twice already today and he already had another HUGE boner. I
turned off the big light on the ceiling. By just the light of the night
light plugged into my outlet (a soccer ball shape) and the TV (which I
turned down lower), we both crawled into my bed quickly, shaking, excited
for each other.

He hugged me and wrapped his arms around me instantly. He was so strong and
he smelled good. Armpits. Eagerness. 13-year-old boy. He was so
almost-a-man it sort of made me dizzy inside.

Fill me up, I thought in my mind. My vagina wants you in me.

"What do you want to do, Soni?" he said to me softly.

"Can we kiss?" I asked him. "I know it's gay. I'm sorry. I just always
wanted to do it and we never have before. I just always wanted you to kiss
me."

I didn't even get the words "kiss me" out, because instantly, he was
pulling me to him, kissing me, mouth wide open, tongue darting forward,
hungry for me. It took me by surprise it happened so fast. By shock. By
surprise. By hard, delicious, exploding unexpectedness.

He pulled me to him and his arms felt so strong. Why did I never realize
how hard and how strong he was? We'd done stuff forever together as a boy
with another boy and it was never any big deal, but as Soni, he needed me
in a new hard hungry way I didn't understand yet. It made my head spin. I
was lost in him.

He pulled me to him. Kissed me. Caressed my shoulders, my back. He grasped
me. Moaned in my mouth.

"Soni," he whispered. "I love you so much. I want to make love to you."

I couldn't stop the tears from spilling out of my eyes. He'd never, ever
said that before. That he loved me. And it felt so good hearing it. My best
friend. My best friend since second grade.

And he was holding me like this. Kissing me like this. Loving me and
telling me how much he wanted me. Being a girl for him, being Soni, made it
safe for him finally to open up and tell me he loved me.

"I love you," I whispered back. Whimpered it. Moaned it. He felt so
good. "I love you, Mike."

We kissed and we kissed and his fingers reached back and he probed my naked
bottom. His fingers were dry and it hurt.

"Here," I told him, and I gave him the lotion I put on the side of my
bed. We were still kissing and he was fumbling with the lotion, trying to
put it on his fingers, trying to put it on my butt, trying to put it on his
boner.

His lotioned finger went up my rump. Up my hole. I moaned in his mouth
while he kissed me and fingered me. He added a second finger. Oh God. Two
fingers up my hole. It made me clench up. I was sore.

"Stop," I whispered. "It hurts. Too much."

"I'm sorry," he whispered, immediately pulling them out. "I'm sorry,
Soni. I just love you so much. You get me so excited. I just want to be in
you all the time now."

"I'm too sore back there," I said. "I'm sorry. You did it to me two times
already. It just hurts now. Can we go slower?"

"I love you so much," he nodded, so sweetly, so sincerely. "I never want to
hurt you. Just let me hold you and kiss you some more."

And he did, and he was so gentle with me. And his cock was so hard, and I
wanted to help him make his cock not hard anymore. To release what he
needed to get out.

So I took the lotion and I slathered more on his cock, and I put some
between my legs, and I clenched them together like a Y. Like a V. And I
told him to get on me. And fuck me between my legs.

"Like a pussy," I told him. "Like you're fucking my vagina."

And he climbed on top of me, and he stuck his cock in the slippery-tight
lotion slit, and he kept kissing me and he was sliding in and out of my
slit, and God, it felt so good. His whole weight was on top of me, and his
kisses were everywhere, on my lips, on my nose on my face on my neck.

My arms grabbed around his back, hugging him tight while he fucked me.

Scratching on his back. Squeezing on his butt cheeks.

"I love you, Soni," he was whispering in my ear. His breath was
hot. Whispering, grunting.

"I want to give you a baby," he whispered. "I want to put my babies in
you."

"Oh yes," I whispered, wishing that could be true. It was so excited to
talk to him this way. To completely be a girl for him. To have him fuck
into me, and believe that.

I felt him shivering so I grabbed his butt and pulled him tightly into my
leg slit, and ---

"AHHHHHNNNGGH" he grunted as he jerked forward and came in me. I could feel
it dribble down my balls, down into my ass pocket. Between my legs and
gooey on my balls. How could he have so much sperm? He'd already spermed in
me twice, and here it was again, hot and gooey.

"I love you, Soni," he whispered as he came in me. "I love you so much."

I kissed him back and bit his lower lip. His tongue was so long and it
tasted so good. I held him to me. I didn't ever want him to let me go. I
felt his heart beating in his chest. His heart on my heart. Matching,
pounding, private beats.

We fell asleep like that, with him still inside me, softening between the
gooey pussy of my squeezed-together legs, slippery dickie, breathing heavy,
kisses slowing, until finally, we both fell fast asleep.

I slept with my best friend in my arms, laying on top of me. I felt so safe
and loved under his weight. I never wanted this to end.

I wanted this night to go on and on forever.

And it did.

Oh, God, it did...

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PART THREE

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I woke up in the middle of the night to feel him pushing his hard boner
into my butthole again.

"Mike," I whispered. "Ow. Slow down."

I heard him fumbling with the lotion bottle from my bedside table, and I
suddenly felt something cool on my butthole and I heard him pumping out the
lotion faster and faster, and I knew he was slathering more of it on his
obviously-hard boy cock.

My sheets were going to be a mess in the morning but I didn't really
care. I'd sneak them to the washer somehow without my mom seeing and make
sure they were clean again.

"Mmm," he said, pulling me closer to him, spooning me as he lined his cock
up again. "I'm sorry, Soni, but you're so hot. So sexy. You feel so good. I
need to fuck your hole again. Not your legs this time. Please? I need to
stick it in your hole again."

I reached behind and grabbed his cock, and it was super hard, and I helped
him line it up with my butthole, which was still sore, but I was pretty
sure I could take him now. I'd had time to rest and let it cool off a
little and come back down into normal shape.

He pushed forward, and with a hiss from me and a soft moan from him, it
went all the way in, slippery, deep and easy. Oh God, it went in so far, so
fast. It always surprised me how I could really feel it in my throat when
it went in so far like that. It actually made me gulp and took my breath
away.

"Ohhhh," he groaned. "You feel so good in there."

I squeezed my butt muscles around his hard boner, and it really felt
good. My butthole still ached a little. It still felt tender and
puffy. Having his cock in my stung a little, like the lotion was making my
butt burn, but the fullness of his penis inside me made up for the
discomfort. It felt so good to have him in me like this. I wondered why I
waited so long to let him do this to me.

"Oh, Soni," he whispered. "I love you so much. I want to fill you up so
much. I never want to stop doing this."

I wished I could kiss him again. I wished he could kiss me like he did
before while he was back there behind me, slowly fucking me, slowly rocking
in and out of me in the sweet, tender darkness of the night.

This time he took his time and went really slow. The first two times he
fucked me, he was so excited, he shot his stuff in me right away after 30
pumps. This time he was really slow and tender, wrapping his arms around me
as he fucked me from behind. Rubbing my chest. Giving me
goosebumps. Kissing my ear and the back of my neck. Whispering that he
loved me.

"I love you, Mike," I whispered back. "You feel real good in me. Your cock
feels long and good."

He made a little whimpering sound, held me tighter, and with a final soft
plunge deep inside me, I felt him hold me tight, lock his cock in place as
far as he could get it, and I felt the soft-jab quaking of his hips as he
emptied his semen inside me. I didn't know how much he had left. How COULD
he have any left? He'd cum three times already. But he still made me feel
sticky. It was still coming out of him.

"Ohhhhhhh," he whispered quietly. "It feels so good to cum in you, Scott. I
wish I could do this forever."

I squeezed my ass muscles on his dick and told him it felt good in me too.

"I love you, Mike."

"I love you, Scott -- Soni, I mean," he added quickly. "Sorry. Soni. I love
you too, Soni."

I waited a minute until his cock was done oozing and then I scooted forward
and heard it squish out of my butt. I turned and faced him. He looked so
beautiful in the moonlight through my window. Handsome, I thought in my
mind. What a girlish way to describe a boy. He was handsome. And it finally
felt okay to say it like that. Why did I never let him to this to me
before? Just let myself lie here in his arms and be his girl like this?

"Can you kiss me again?" I asked him quietly, ashamed and scared and afraid
he'd say no.

But he didn't say no. I loved him so much. He took my face in his hands and
he pressed his lips to mine softly and openly. It felt so right. He kissed
me so good. The night turned to sleepy soft dreams as our mouths and our
tongues met, and they danced all around the world together as we drifted
off sleepily, to our soft growing boy needs, tasting each other's
fantasies.

I woke up right before dawn to find Mike between my legs, starting to suck
on my little soft cock. I knew it was early, the sun hadn't risen yet and
the sky through my window was that grey hazy color with just a hint of
orange in the air.

He mouth was around my dick and my balls.

I held his head between my hands and I tried to pull it up.

"Mike – what – " I was sleepy, I couldn't get the words out right. It
was wrong what he was doing to me. "Stop, wait a minute." My voice was
slurred. I was pushing him away from me. He was insistent.

"I just want to suck you," he said. "Lay back. Relax."

I was confused. I thought I was his girl now. This wasn't what girls have
done to them.

"But, wait. I'm Soni," I sputtered, struggling to find the words I
needed. "I can't – you can't –"

"I just want to make you cum," he whispered, still struggling with my limp
penis. "I had four cums already. Three in your butt and one in your
legs. You need to cum, Scott. Please," he begged, "Just let me."

"Stop," I pushed him away, and I felt like crying in a way I didn't
understand yet. "I don't want to be Scott tonight."

He stopped. Looked up at me, not understanding. I'd always liked my dick
sucked before. Always, when we did boy stuff together. Before the
clothes. Before the makeup. We sucked each other always, back and forth,
and I always liked him sucking me. But somehow, tonight was
different. Somehow in my mind tonight, I was already his girl and that made
this all wrong.

"Okay," he said. "But I don't understand."

"I just don't feel like being Scott tonight, okay? I just want to be Soni."

"Okay," he nodded, quickly coming up to me to hold me again. "I'm sorry,
Soni. I don't know how this works yet."

"Me neither," I told him, embarrassed, ashamed. I didn't know how to say
this to him. It was heavy in my heart. "I have a whole bunch of feelings
right now but I don't know how they work yet. But I don't want my cock
sucked, okay? Just please. Not tonight. Not this night. That part I'm sure
of."

He giggled.

"What?" I said. "I was trying to be serious."

He giggled again. "I was just going to say, well, while you figure out what
you and your cock want, I have to take a piss."

I giggled too.

He hopped out of bed, bare naked in the dawn. He really was beautiful for
13. Almost perfect. Tan skin. Skinny, tight tummy, but not too ribby. Small
but solid muscles on his arms. Such a strong chest. He let me lay on it
last night. I felt good there. Safe. Long neck. Pretty Adam's
apple. Beautiful shoulders. Mike had beautiful shoulders.

"Come to the bathroom with me," he said. "I'll let you hold my dick while I
pee. I'll let you aim it for me."

"You're a pig," I giggled. But I got up and followed him. And I did it. I
aimed his dick while he peed in the toilet. It was sexy. It was fun.

I could feel the vibration of his pee as it shot out of his soft stalk and
into the bowl. It buzzed between my thumb and forefinger when it came out
and it kind of excited me. I flushed when he was done.

"Wipe the drops off and suck me," he said dirtily.

"Let's go back in the bed," I told him. I was still tired. And kind of
cold.

"No," he grinned. "Here. Get down on your knees and suck my cock on the
bathroom floor, little girl."

It excited me when he said "little girl."

"Really?" I said curiously, with my eyebrow up in the air.

"Do it," he said. "Suck it. On your knees."

I smiled.

"Am I little?" I asked him. "Am I really a little girl."

"Yeah," he grunted, taking his cock and pointing it at me. "Suck it, little
girl."

"How little am I, you sicko?"

"10," he answered quickly. "Just like your cousin Amy. You're a little
10-year-old girl with a hairless little pussy, and now you're going to
kneel down on the bathroom floor and suck my big cock."

He was getting hard – super hard – just talking to me like that. And
I was getting excited hearing him tell me what to do.

I dropped to my knees and put my hands on his ass cheeks and pulled him to
me. My mouth opened up like a warm wet tunnel and took his hard cock inside
me. It was strong-tasting and exciting. It tasted like salt and sweat and a
little bit of lotion.

"Ohhhh, that's hot," he said. "Look at that little mouth, sucking that big
hard cock."

I flicked my tongue on his head. Cupped his balls with my palm. Licked his
sparse new pube bush a little. Then I took his twitching boner back in my
mouth and sucked it really hard.

He was red. His cock was sort of raw and chapped from all the times he
fucked me already. But it didn't seem to matter him. I sucked him really
deep and he never even winced.

"Oh, that's it, little girl," he moaned. "Eat that big dick, you beautiful
little pussy girl."

I was getting excited by his dirty talk. My own little dick, as much as I
hated to admit it, was starting to get really, really hard listening to him
talk to me that way.

"Do you want me to fuck you, Amy?" he said, and I froze. "I mean, Soni," he
added. "Not Amy, you're Soni."

I pulled his cock out of my mouth and grinned at him.

"Do you want me to be Amy for you, Mike?"

He moaned. "Oh yes. Oh please, be Amy."

"I know you want to fuck her, you pervert."

He grinned. "I can't help it. She's 10. She's hot."

"Come on then," I told him. "Come back in the bedroom and fuck Amy in the
pussy."

"Put the skirt on," he said in a husky voice. "Put her skirt on, but not
her panties."

Excited, trembling, I went back in the bedroom and pulled the skirt out of
the disheveled pile of clothing on the floor and quickly stepped into it.

"Oh my God," he moaned. "You're so sexy in that, Scott. Look at that skirt
and those cute little titties. I want to fuck you so bad right now."

He came up next to me and bent his head down and started sucking on my
nipples.

"OHH!" I gasped unexpectedly, not knowing he'd suck them that hard. He was
making them hurt a little. Sucking them. Biting on them.

He cupped my ass cheeks beneath the skirt.

"Gonna fuck this hot ass," he grunted. "Gonna lift up this skirt and fuck
you bent over the bed, little girl."

My head was swimming. He was so horny for me. So demanding. I loved it.

"Get over that bed right now, Amy," he whispered in a deep, sexy
voice. "It's time for good little girls to get thoroughly fucked right
now."

Still standing up, I bent over the end of the bed. Laid my arms flat out in
front of me. Let my bottom point toward Mike, who was reaching for the
lotion and slathering his cock again. I didn't know how he could do it. I
didn't know how he could fuck me this many times in one night. But he was
hard with an impossible boner again, and I thought if he didn't put it in
me soon I was going to explode.

There was something in my ass and mind I couldn't explain. A want. A
hungriness. A dirty, aching need. Just wanting to be filled up by him again
and again. Dirty ways. Sweet ways. Romantic ways. Hard ways. I just need
him to fuck me again. As hard as he wanted to.

I wiggled my ass at him, hoping he'd hurry.

"You want this, Amy? Don't you, little girl?" he growled. "You want this
big cock."

"Oh yes," I whispered. "Oh yes," because I did.

With a rough hand, he hiked my skirt up. Kept it on me, but hiked it up and
pressed his cock against my anus.

"NNNNNGGGHH" I grunted out loud as he shoved it in me hard and deep. "Oh
fuck, oh fuck – "

I didn't expect him to put it in me that hard. But I liked it. It was
bursting in me. Ramming in me. But I loved it. I loved it hard like this. I
loved having him take me so roughly.

"Fuck your sweet pussy, little Amy, little girl," he grunted. "Fill your
sweet cunt with my big hard-hot FUCK."

It electrified me to hear him use such dirty words.

"Fuck me," I whispered through gritted teeth. "Fill me with your cum
again. Cum in me, you fucker."

"Yeah," he hissed. "Gonna fill this pussy up with my cum."

And then he just reamed me. Rammed me. Pumped me rough to a world I'd never
seen before.

Almost too hard, I thought, as I grabbed the bed sheets and gritted my
teeth.

He was really fucking me deep. Fucking me mean. Or fucking Amy. I didn't
know which. But I didn't care. It felt so good. I felt so grown-up being
able to take him this way.

"Fuck me!" I grunted. "Fuck me so hard!"

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," he grunted, and I could feel him building up steam. I
could feel him rushing to the finish line, ready to fuck another hot wad of
cum up my ass.

"Do it!" I growled at him. "Fuck me full of you cum! DO IT!"

He grabbed my hips and rammed himself forward with all his might.

"NNNGGGGGHHHHHHHH!" he grunted, and shiver-twitched another hot pump-load
up my sore, puffy asshole. God, I was going to ache tomorrow. My whole
asshole was going to be on fire.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," he whispered coming down. "You are so fucking hot,
Scott. So fucking hot, Amy."

He was panting, breathing. His forehead sweat was dripping on my back.

"Soni, Amy," he panted, confused. "I don't even know what to call you
anymore."

My ass was in flames for him. Burning. So sore. But I never wanted him out
of it. I collapsed on the bed. He could fuck me again. And again and
again. I didn't even care anymore. I didn't care what it felt like,
God. Just please don't' let it end. I just fell down exhausted. I had no
idea you could be butt fucked into exhaustion, but I was.

He laid down on top of me. It felt so good being pinned under his full,
pressing body weight. I could smell his armpits again. Smell his
cock. Smell my ass. I wanted to get lost in every single scent of him.

He licked my neck. Kissed it. Sucked it.

"Salty," he said breathlessly. "Your skin is so salty."

I rolled out from under him, flipped out from under. He took me in his
arms.

"Please don't make this end, Mike," I sobbed, and suddenly I was crying. He
was clutching me to his chest and I was crying, shaking, sobbing in his
arms.

"Scott, what's wrong?" he said, rubbing my hair tenderly. "It's
okay. Shhhh, what's wrong?"

"This is all going to end," I cried, and the pain was so new it was searing
me, burning me. "It's like this now, but this is all pretend. Tomorrow will
come and you won't want to do this anymore. You won't want to love me this
way."

I broke down and cried as he held me and kissed me.

"I swear," he said. "It's okay, Scott, I swear it'll be okay. Don't cry."

"It was just all a fantasy," I sobbed. "A stupid dumb fantasy. And tomorrow
you'll be you again, and we'll go back to normal, and you'll feel dumb and
embarrassed, and you won't let this happen, ever again."

I broke down and wailed. I cried in his arms. This hurt me so much. So
new. So confusing. Every cell in my body was sad. The aching was
rawness. To lose this. To not have this anymore.

"Shhhh," he smiled. "Scott, please...don't cry...it's okay..."

"You won't love me like this when we wake up tomorrow."

"Noooo," he said, kissing the tears on my face. "I swear, Scott. I swear,
Soni. I want this forever, okay? For as long as you want this, I want it
too."

I cried into his chest. Please let it be true.

"Please?" I whispered. "You promise me? Please?"

"For as long as you want this," he said to me gently, "I'm not going
anywhere. I love you, Scott. I love you, Soni."

I laughed. Cried. Sobbed. Held him to me. Felt so safe and little in his
arms.

"I don't care who you are, Scott. Boy, girl, whoever you need to be. I just
love you, okay? Whoever that is."

"Okay," I laughed, wiping my own tears away, embarrassed.

He took my hand in his. Kissed my fingertips.

"We'll figure it out together, okay?" he promised. "Who you are. Who you
need to be."

"Okay," I said quietly again.

And we fell asleep like that, holding each other as the sun came up that
Saturday. Locked in each other's arms without a single clue what would
happen next.

I didn't know who I was anymore. Was I Scott? Was I Soni? Was I Amy
sometimes?

I didn't know who he needed me to be. What would make him love me more.

It was all so confusing. But I loved him so much. And in his strong arms,
only 13-years-old, but still so steady and strong, it all felt so right.

So natural and complete like that, like we'd really figure it out somehow.

He held me. And he kissed my eyelids. And I felt so safe like that. So
complete, and so finally loved.

We were only 13-years-old that year, but somehow, everything would be
okay. I knew it would. It would have to be.

And we both fell asleep that morning and slept there for hours.

That first sexy girl time.

My first time as Soni.

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THE END

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For Soaringtoad, master of heart lyrics.

Dear old friend and eternal, good blessing.

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/authors.html#soaringtoad

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