Date: Sat, 15 Jan 2000 06:11:14 -0800 (PST)
From: Bill <bil47@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Sissy-Boy Neighbor, Part 2 (b/b, b/t)

NOTE: Part 1 of this story has been posted on Nifty and ASSGM.
In Nifty, it's in the Bisexual - Young Friends category, since it
involved one character's lesbian sister getting into the action.
This part involves only boys.

My Sissy-Boy Neighbor, Part 2 (b/b, b/t)

I told you last time about how my neighbor Freddy and his sister
Lizzie blackmailed me. Freddy, a very feminine 13-year-old and
my classmate in the 7th grade, managed to seduce me into getting
naked with him and feeling each other's hard cocks. His sister got
a polaroid picture of us, and they said I had to do everything they
wanted. Well, it turned out that I actually LOVED the erotic activity
to which they introduced me. In only an hour of fevered sexuality,
I went from being a naive 12-year-old, not even into puberty, to being
full-fledged cocksucker - eager to take my sissy-boy neighbor's 6" boner
into my throat. I didn't see myself as a queer, though. And I
DEFINITELY didn't want to have that reputation at school.

By the way; my name's Billy. At the time of this story I was 12 years
old and kinda small for my age. My family had just moved to the area,
and Freddy was the only kid I really knew.

As I left Freddy's house that Saturday afternoon, I knew that I would
do anything Freddy asked me to do. He had pictures of me. Pictures of
me buck naked with my 4" hairless cock straining up against my belly.
Pictures in which I posed lewdly for the camera, in which I was sucking
his cock, and in which we were hugging and kissing as we rolled around
naked on his bed. If he ever showed them at school, I would become as
much of an outcast and target of abuse as "Freddy the Faggot" already
was.

That night, as I lay in bed, I could think of nothing else. I didn't even
bother putting on pajama pants, knowing that my hand would be on my
prepubescent stiffy as soon as I slid under the covers. My mind replayed
the image of sucking Freddy's cock while his sister jacked me off and
slid a lubed finger into my virgin asshole. As I stroked my erect boy-dick

with the fingers of my right hand, I licked the finger of my left hand
and tentatively slid it against the taboo orifice behind my balls. Oh,
yes!
My finger rubbed back and forth as I stroked my dick faster and my head
filled with flashing snippets of erotic scenes. I raised my legs up,
almost
bending my slender young body in half, to gain easier access to this
newly-
discovered source of sexual pleasure. Almost by instinct, I flexed the
muscle open, allowing my finger to probe my hole for the first time,
making my body shiver with lust. I explored and experimented, mixing
in-and-out strokes with carefully feeling around inside - pressing
against a place that sent particularly exciting feelings to my cock.
Breathing heavily and working toward the sexual reward that I
knew was approaching, I stoked myself in desperate, fast jerks.
The build-up was incredibly intense; much more so than my previous
masturbation experiences. My finger rubbed gently against that
magic spot and suddenly the spasms of orgasm washed over my body.
I gasped with delight as my stiff penis vibrated with pleasure and the
muscle of my anus clenched rhythmically against my probing digit.
But there was something more - a few drops of fluid emerging
from my piss slit. It was cum! Meager as it was, I was actually cumming
just like Freddy!

I drifted off to sleep, my hands squeezing my softening cock and
cupping my dangling acorn-size balls, dreaming of the Freddy's cock
in my mouth. The next morning - Sunday - Freddy was at my door
before I had even eaten breakfast.

"Come on" he said. "I've got some food in my pack and we can
explore the old farm."

After telling my parents I was going out, we started hiking the mile
or so to the abandoned farm - a perfect illustration of the transition
of this area of the county from agriculture to upper middle class
suburban. No doubt this land would soon be subdivided into 5-acre
lots, like my own neighborhood.

Only a week before,  I had watched Freddy masturbate while lying
on a blanket in the meadow here, beginning a sexual education that
had progressed so rapidly since.  This time, we went to the rickety
old barn. Inside, a mixture of musty aromas filled my nostrils as my
eyes adjusted to the dimness, lit only by light shining through the
door and the gaps in the old boards comprising the sides of the
building. Freddy dropped his knapsack on the floor and pulled out
a small blanket, draping it over some bales of hay. Then he reached
for my hand.

"Come here, lover. Kiss me."

I felt conflicted for a moment, uncomfortable with being called his
"lover". But then I remembered how much I had enjoyed kissing him
the day before - the first time I had ever kissed anyone in an erotic
way. Our arms wrapped around each other; mine draped around his
neck, and his around my back. Our lips came slowly together... softly
touching, pressing, nibbling... then more firmly, tongue tips emerging.
Our bodies pressed closer as the thrill of our embrace increased.
Tongues entwined, wrestling in the open air, then taking turns
probing into each other's mouth.

"Oh, Billy! I love you so much! I've been dreaming of having a
boyfriend like you for so long!"

My ambivalence at this statement was reflected in my initial silence.
I had no real "love" for Freddy; only a burning desire to experience
every kind of sexual thrill that he could teach me. But I decided to
play along, if only to make sure he never have cause to utilize his
blackmail option at school.

"I love you too, Freddy" I lied, and his passion redoubled at my
words. He showered kisses on my face and neck; his crotch pressed
urgently against mine. His fingers quickly unbuttoned my shirt as his
lips nibbled my earlobe and his tongue slithered lasciviously into my
ear, sending a bolt of lust shooting through my body. He slid the shirt
off my arms, kissing my shoulders and chest. Then he quickly removed
his own shirt, revealing his baby-smooth unmuscled chest and narrow
feminine shoulders. Then he dropped to his knees in front of me and
began unfastening my pants. Anticipation of what was to come made
me shiver in expectation. My pants fell to my feet, and Freddy's fingers
were tugging at the waistband of my boxers. My dick was as hard as
I had ever seen it, even though it had not yet been touched, as I awaited
the touch of his lips.

As my fingers caressed Freddy's shoulder-length blond hair, his wet
lips made contact with my boyish cockhead and quickly slid down the
length of my slender 4" erection. For a couple of minutes, my mind
and body were hypnotized by the overwhelming sensation of my older
classmate fellating me with rapid up-and-down strokes of his lips and
flicking tongue. His hand played with my balls, caressing and squeezing
the barely-adolescent orbs. His other hand wandered all over my smooth
skinny ass, massaging the soft flesh and then bringing his fingers sliding

inside the crack and toying with the sensitive flesh at the entrance of
the
puckered muscle within.

I almost stumbled trying to spread my legs to improve his access to
my asshole. His mouth pulled away suddenly and he said "Lie down
on the blanket." I lay on my back and pulled up my legs expectantly,
exposing my rosebud hole.

"I have a present for you" said Freddy with a grin. Reaching into his
pack, he pulled out a beige-colored plastic vibrator. It wasn't a fake
cock like the strap-on dildo I had seen the day before. Instead it had
hard smooth sides coming to a rounded tip and had a ribbed handle.
It was also rather slender - about the thickness of a thumb.

"You'll love this, Billy" said my vastly more experienced "boyfriend"
as he slathered lube on it from a small plastic bottle. Then he twisted
the base and it hummed with the sound of a vibrating motor. As I lay
on my back, holding my knees against my chest, Freddy brought the
vibrator first to my penis, running it up and down along the shaft and
driving me wild with never-before-experienced sensations. Then the
toy was moved all around my ballsack, which by now was pulled up
tight under my cock. Finally, the lubed tip of the vibrating toy touched
the clenched entrance of my ass, and I groaned with pleasure as Freddy
moved it over the sensitive flesh, packed with nerve endings. He began
stroking my rigid penis with lubed fingers as he slowly pushed the hard
plastic probe against the ring of muscle guarding my rectum. Suddenly
recalling my anal play in bed the night before, I pushed out, flexing the
muscle open, and the buzzing toy slid in a little at a time.

"Oh, GOD!!" I moaned as the slender stalk was worked back and forth
inside my hole. The sensations it produced greatly enhanced the pleasure
of Freddy's masturbation, and I quickly felt the now-familiar approach
of orgasm.

"YES! Do it! God, YES! Oh; Oh; Yeah! I'm gonna cum! Yeah!
Oh, GOD! YES!" I screamed as the powerful orgasm shook my body
and Freddy's stroking hand milked three small spurts of clear fluid onto
my belly.

"Hey, Billy! You shot cum! Oh, I so proud you!" Freddy babbled in
his feminine voice. He slowly removed the vibrator from my ass as
he leaned down to kiss me. Aftershocks ran through my body every
few seconds, slowly dying down to a state of contented bliss.

After a minute, I stood up and hugged Freddy, kissing him deeply.
"Thanks Freddy. That was incredible. What do you want me to do
for you?" The answer was not what I was expecting.

"I want to put these on." He pulled from the backpack a pair of
lacy black silk panties. Yes; girls' panties! After handing them to me,
Freddy slipped off his pants, revealing an identical pair of panties -
cut very high at the sides and barely containing his rigid 6" erection
and medium-size balls.  I blushed with embarrassment, but slipped
them on. Immediately, I felt the erotic thrill of cool, smooth silk
against my sensitive soft penis, quickly enhanced by Freddy's hand
rubbing against the outside of my girlish panties. Despite having
orgasmed only minutes before, my cock was becoming hard again.
My hand went to Freddy's silk-covered crotch, and I felt his
throbbing erection, radiating heat through the thin material. As we
embraced once again, our crotches slid together with the delicious
slipperiness of silk-on-silk, our erections straining underneath the
flimsy garments.

"Oh, Billy, take down my panties and suck me." I  knelt before
him and pulled the waistband out an over the long slender boner
standing straight up. "Take them down just a little" he said,
instructing me to pull the waistband just under his balls, leaving it
clinging to his ass and hips. Kneeling on the floor of the dimly-lit
barn, I brought my face to his crotch, inhaling the musk of emerging
sexual maturity, and gazing at the beauty of Freddy's long slender
circumcised cock, his dangling hairless balls, and the small patch
of dirty-blond pubic hair above his penis.

My wet lips enveloped his cockhead, my tongue swirling around
the sensitive flesh. As Freddy purred with the pleasure I was
bringing to him, I thought to myself `Yes! I LOVE this. I NEED this!'
My lips moved up and down his cock-shaft, taking more of him
with each descent. As the head of his cock pushed against my throat,
I gagged slightly, but then pushed on - taking him to the hilt and
holding it there for long seconds as Freddy squealed with delight
and ran his fingers through my short hair. I pulled my lacy panties
half-way down my thighs and brushed my boy-cock with excited
strokes of my fingers. My other hand slid over Freddy's ass cheeks,
still mostly covered by the thinnest silk fabric.

"Mmmmm... Oh, lover... play with my hole," said Freddy tugging
down his panties to give me access. "Put your fingers in my
pussy.... Uhhhh, yes" he purred as I spit on my fingers and reached
under his balls through his legs to lubricate his twitching asshole.
All the while, my mouth rode up and down on his cock, worshiping
it with my lips and tongue and throat.

"Oh Billy!" he gasped as two off my fingers entered his flexing
anal muscle, "finger-fuck me; oh, yes! Fuck my sissy boycunt!"

Then he let out a girlish scream, but it was not the result of the
pleasure I was giving. It was the sound of an excitable schoolgirl
who has just seen a mouse. He jumped back and tripped over the
hay bales, then stood up and pulled up his panties to cover his
spit-slick erection. "Who's there??" he cried in scared voice. And
then I heard it too; someone else was in the barn... and he was
laughing! As I jumped to my feet (also pulling up my flimsy
silk panties), Freddy cowered next to me, holding my arm, as
I looked over by the barn door, where the sound of laughter
was coming from. Out of the shadows stepped a teenage boy
wearing a green John Deere cap, his flannel shirt unbuttoned
and his jeans unzipped. Through the fly of his boxers rose a
thick, hard cock - perhaps 7" in length. Finally he spoke.

"Sorry to scare y'all." A final chortle shook his body slightly as
he walked over to where Freddy and I cowered. "I shouldn'ta
been spyin' on you neither.  My name's Clement; folks call me
Clem. Live on the next farm over, and I was headin' out to do
some fishin' in the crick; decided I'd come in here and have me
a good wack-off in peace and quiet first. Heard you two "girls"
goin' at it, and I just HAD to watch. Who-wee! You're a coupla
hot tamales! I was wackin' off good watchin' you go to town on
each other. But when I heard you takin' about  your "sissy boycunt"...
well that just broke me up!" He smiled gently, and I relaxed a little
bit. He had a ruggedly handsome youthful face and a hairless
well-muscled chest, but it was his cock I kept looking at.

"Thing is, I sure wouldn't mind dippin' my 7 inches into one of
your tight `boycunts'." While he spoke, he slowly jacked his cock,
pulling the foreskin back and forth over the cockhead, making his
man-size erection throb and the veins on its sides stand out. "I haven't
done a corn-hole fuck in... oh, I guess 2 years... back when I was 14.
So... either of you sissy-boys want me to pull down your panties and
give you a good roll in the hay?"

"Uhh... no thanks..." I mumbled. I was turned on by the sight of his
impressive boner, but I knew I could never take anything like that
up my ass. And I hadn't bargained on letting anyone else know about
my emerging desires for male sex.

But Freddy was already in full-vamp, clearly salivating over the
prospect of being fucked in the ass by the handsome farm boy.

"Mmmm.... that would be yummy" he purred, running his hands
slowly and lasciviously over his chest and belly and hips... and then
to the tented front of his panties. "My name's Freddy Simmons.
I live over on Mill Creek Road. And this is my boyfriend Billy Hamilton.
He lives in Mill Creek Estates too."

"(Freddy... shshhh!!)" I whispered, as my identity was so casually tossed
out.

"Well I'll be; Mill Crick, huh?" laughed Clem. "Not just sissy-boys,
but RICH sissy-boys. This'll be even better than I thought. Well
then come on over here, you pretty little faggot. And you too" he said,
motioning to me. "I used to love gettin' serviced by boys, before I
started goin' with girls and gettin' REAL pussy. Remember one time
when I had two boys in my 8th grade class... queer-boys, just like
you two... both lickin' my cock at the same time before I fucked 'em.
How 'bout you both get my cock good and wet before I fuck
Blondie's 'boycunt'."

Freddy urged me on with a non-verbal facial expression, and in
moments we were both kneeling in front of Clem. As Freddy pulled
down Clem's jeans and undershorts, I admired even more the impressive
length and girth of his erection. A band of foreskin nestled just behind
the widely flared ridge of his cockhead. A thick growth of pubic hair
spread out from the base of his dick, and the clearly defined ab muscles
of his belly suggested years of either weight training or heavy farm
work (or both). The smell of day-old sweat and pure masculine musk
filled my nostrils as he stepped out of his jeans and boxers. He placed
a calloused hand behind each of our heads, pulling our faces to rigid
boner. Our tongues came out and we both licked at the thick-veined
pole like it was a popsicle. I was getting turned on... my panties were
being stretched by my 4" cock rising up. The fact that Freddy's
tongue and mine frequently slid together only added to the lust
factor. We were both faggot cocksuckers - rubbing the front of our
panties as we team-sucked the handsome 16-year-old. As I took
Clem's thick cockhead between my lips, Freddy licked and sucked
at his balls. Sticky fluid leaked from his piss-slit, and I lapped it up
hungrily. I slid the loose foreskin up around his cockhead and licked and
nibbles at it, sliding my tongue all around. Then my lips slid down and I
took maybe 3" of his thick cock, but it made my jaw ache
to have so much engorged flesh in my mouth, and there was no way
I was going to be able to deep-throat him. Freddy and I traded places,
and it was clear that Freddy had a more talented mouth that I did.
I watched for a moment as all 7 inches disappeared from sight, sliding
into Freddy's gullet. I took one of his full balls into my mouth,
sucking gently and lick the hairy skin of his ballsack. Looking up,
I could see Clem's face - he was definitely enjoying the double
blow-job. But then he pulled our mouths away.

"Whoa! Don't want to blow my wad just yet. Now, how `bout some
of that pussy, Blondie? How you like to take it - standing up?
doggy style? on your back?"

"Oh, my gracious! So many delicious choices!" Freddy cooed,
his voice sounding like a cross between Mae West and Marilyn
Monroe. "I want you to fuck my pussy like I was the high school slut
and we were in the back seat of your car... on my back, looking
up at your handsome face and sexy body."

As Freddy lay back on the blanket-covered hay bales, he gazed up
at Clem standing over him. Pure lust shown in Freddy's eyes... as it

did in Clem's. The older boy reached down and slowly pulled the
black silk panties down Freddy's hairless legs, and he tossed them
over his shoulder. Freddy pulled back his legs so that his knees
were practically in his ears. Clem picked up the bottle of lube from
the floor and slathered some on his cock and some on Freddy's ass.
Taking his slick boner in his hand, he positioned it at the entrance
of Freddy's love-hole, kneeling on the edge of the bale with his feet
on the floor. As he pushed in, he leaned his shoulders against the
backs of Freddy's legs. He wasn't rough, but he wasn't being
particularly gentle either, as his thick cock pushed in to the hilt.
Had it been my asshole, I'd have been in agony, but Freddy had been
well-trained by the dildo that his lesbian sister fucked him with.
Come to think of it, Clem's cock and the realistic dildo were very
similar in appearance! Clem's hips pulled back and then plunged
down again, faster this time. The farm boy grunted as he began a
steady rhythm of fuck strokes into Freddy's 13-year-old body

"Oh, YES! Fuck me! Fuck my pussy hard! Fuck me like I was a whore.
Oh, God; YES!" Freddy was in another world. He was cupping his balls
with one hand while the other jacked his straining penis. His head was
thrown back and he babbled sounds of lust, vocalizing his pleasure at
being used as a fuck-boy.

"Yee-haa!" shouted Clem, as he rode Freddy's ass like a cowboy
breaking in a wide pony. "You got the hottest pussy I EVER fucked,
Blondie; boy OR girl!" Sweat dripped off of Clem's forehead and
chest onto Freddy as the muscular teenager drove his thick cock
into the sissy-boy's willing ass.

I stood there watching the incredible hot action, my lacy black panties
pulled down to my upper thighs, stroking my cock (which I had
generously lubed up). Soon, Clem was grunting loudly each time he
plowed into Freddy's rectum, and his hips were moving in rapid
piston-strokes. But Freddy was the first to cum...

"OH! OH! YES! FUCK! YES! Oh, fuck me hard! GOD! YES!
Oh, YESSSSS!!!" he screamed, as his spunk flew up onto his chest.
As his anus clenched in powerful spasms, it sent Clem over the edge
and he gave one last plunge into Freddy's body, holding it deep
while his cock churned out a flood of hot fluid, his cock-flesh
pulsing inside Freddy's tight ass-tube. My brain reeled from the
visual stimulation and immediately sent me into the throes of
orgasm as my right hand brushed furiously back and forth on
my 4" stiffy. No cum was produced this time, but I was nonetheless
overwhelmed by sexual ecstacy.

As we all came down from our sexual highs and got dressed,
Clem said "We need to do this again. How `bout you come here
right after school... say, 3:45. When I get here, I want both of you
pretty little faggots dressed just the way I found you today - naked
except for your sissy-boy panties." As he picked up his fishing pole
and tackle box just outside the barn door, he looked back at us
with an appealing smile and winked.

The end.
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