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Elly
by Bythe Spirit
Chapter Two
Coming To Terms
Elijah finds out his secrets are no longer secrets as he starts down a
path from which there may be no return.
The trip home didn't take long and were soon driving up the long lane up
to the house. He had been quite relieved to hear that Selina was not going
to be here. "Less chance to get in to trouble," he murmured more to himself.
I told him to grab his bags from the boot and drop them in his room and
join me for a swim.
"Yippee," followed very quickly by, "Aw shit!"
I stifled a chuckle.
"My bags they're not there!"
"You put 'em in the boot!"
"No I didn't," he protested, "mum did."
I laughed, "you want to ring her and ask her to drive them over?"
He looked at me glumly. "No, not a good idea."
"Look we'll manage for a couple of days, till they've all cooled down."
He flashed me a heartfelt smile of gratitude.
"Try the spare room, Selina often has boys over, one of them may have
left a pair or something."
With a whoop he darted off upstairs. I waited patiently. Then!
"Ian it's full of paint and junk, where am I supposed to sleep?"
"Sorry pal forget to tell you, you're in Selina's room until I finish the
redecorating. I was hoping to have it done by now, but ran out of time. It's
not a problem; she'll be away for ages.
The loud groan was predictable. "A girls room. Yuk!"
"You can always go home," I called out.
A silence, then a much more conciliatory, "it's ok I'll manage." Followed
by a slam as he went into Selina's room.
Now Selina was definitely all girl. Pink and whites, frills, lace, boy
posters, lots of pretty clothes, she didn't really go for the grunge look. A
dressing table full of teenage girl paraphernalia. Just perfect for our
plan.
"C'mon chum swimming time, found any togs yet?"
Again I waited for the protests.
"No there's nothing here."
"Well you're not swimming in your jeans or your jocks, not in my pool.
Hey I know," and I went across to Selina's walk-in wardrobe and just where I
had planted it was one of Selina's lycra bikinis. Royal blue to be precise.
"Here use these."
"No way," he argued, "they're girls."
"Watch it sport she and I have matching togs, you can't tell the
difference between my bottoms and hers."
He looked doubtful, but I tossed them on the bed. "Hey if you can find
something more suitable go for it but I'm going to get changed and head for
the pool - in my royal blue togs. I added meaningfully. "And throw your
dirty clothes down the laundry chute they'll get washed that way." And I
walked out.
Having changed I headed for the pool and ignored his mutterings and moans
as I walked past Selina's door. As I past the laundry I flicked his clothes
into the washing machine and set it running.
Five minutes later he appeared, towel wrapped around his waist.
"Found something better?"
"No," he grumped, '"they'll have to do. He dropped the towel to show me
he was indeed wearing Selina's bikini bottoms. Apart from the fact they were
low cut around the waist and high cut around the crutch and buttocks they
were fine.
"Looks OK to me and in the pool who'll know the difference."
I glanced at his chest wondering what effect the medication was having.
He was naturally a very slim child, which extenuated his nipples even more.
His puffy enlarged nipples! The hormones were indeed taking affect.
He saw where I was looking and blushed and covered his little titties
with his arms just like a little girl might. "I have an allergy," her
stuttered, "the doctor gave me some tablets, but she said they'd get worse,
before getting better and disappear. She said I would be OK by the new term.
Another reason I was so glad to come here."
"I know I've had it explained, I've known a few young boys who've had the
same condition and they all came through OK after a few weeks."
He looked incredibly relieved at my lie and dived in and was soon
splashing around. The only sign was that he'd to stop and pull his bikini
bottoms up every now and then. We played around for a while and dived and
tagged. I threw him around a bit and the cares of his young life seemed to
melt away. He was having a ball.
Not for the first time I took notice of his slim little body. He was
slightly undersized for his age, and very slim. The bikini bottoms showed
off his tight little bum delightfully. It was quite erotic. Of course his
swollen nipples were quite amazing and knowing what else was going to be
showing very, very soon, was a big turn on. But it was his hair and face. He
had quite a sweet smooth pre-teen face, high cheekbones, a gorgeous smile.
His fair hair was quite long and I knew it would make quite a nice ponytail
or plaits or even a bun.
As I grabbed him to throw him my hands strayed over his body,
accidentally at first, but as he got use to my touch, more deliberately. I
gripped his tight buttocks to throw him. My hand even slipped between his
legs once. He shuddered slightly, but was thrown before he could react. He
seemed more than adequate in that department. When I ducked him though I
managed each time to cop a feel of his hard little nipples and the softer
flesh where his titties were just beginning to soften and stir. He struggled
a bit the first couple of times, but then seemed to accept it as part of the
game.
I wasn't the only one though as he dived and twisted through my legs her
grabbed handful of semi-hard cock. When he came up for air he looked a bit
worried, but all I said was do that again and I'll hold you under. Of course
he did and as I felt his hand touch my cock I clamped my leg together. He
had nowhere to go and his hand was unable to release me. I counted to five
before letting him surface. He came up spluttering and coughing. "Meanie,"
he managed to gasp. But there was a new awareness in eyes. He was beginning
to wonder what was play and what wasn't.
I let my cock subside before climbing out to stoke the BBQ for tea. Her
climbed out after me, shivering slightly. I could see his nipples were
erect, as the cooler water had stimulated his new growths. But it was his
little cock. It was definitely at least semi-hard and quite pronounced
against the tight little bikini bottoms.
"Jokingly I said, "hey sport you might need Selina's top as well before
this condition gets any better!"
He squirmed in embarrassment, "no a t-shirt will do," he protested.
"Not unless you're entering a wet t-shirt competition," I laughed. And
turned away to leave him to his embarrassment.
"Can I borrow on of your t-shirts?'
"No! One of the reasons you are here is to learn some
self-responsibility. Part of that is learning to take care of yourself and
not have your mother run around after you as part-time slave. You want to
borrow something then it'll have to be Selina's. She's not here to say no!"
"But! But!" he spluttered.
"No buts, ring your mum and ask her to bring your cases. You never know
your dad might be home early. I'm sure he'll be only too glad to catch up
with you."
He shook his head vehemently. "No I'll manage."
He was away for quite awhile, obviously searching for something suitable.
I knew he had have difficulty. Anything remotely grunge or unisex had been
taken by Selina or removed by me. Her mother lived out in the country now so
there wasn't much call for anything too feminine. One or two outfits at the
most had found there way into her case. That left quite lot behind. Plus all
the things Elijah's mum had brought had been deposited in the drawers. All
the underwear was Elijah's size and all of it very feminine.
Finally he came down wearing a tight pale lemon t-shirt and equally as
tight pale blue shorts. His little chest was beautifully highlighted, as was
his tight butt. What also was obvious was he wasn't wearing any underwear.
His only jocks were in the wash. He hadn't thought about not needing them
later.
"Oh no, underwear please. I'm not having you bulging all evening and
maybe dirtying Selina's clothes. She likes those shorts."
He started to protest until I nodded towards the phone. Abject her
returned upstairs. Returning a few minutes later it was obvious from the
line in his shorts he's found a pair of panties to wear.
"Cute," I teased, 'all you need now is your hair combing out, come here
and I'll do it for you."
"It's ok, I can....."
"Here," I said. "Now!"
It was all too much. He scurried over looking very miserable and very
sorry for himself. Already he was submitting. This was going to be easier
than I thought. His little antics at school really had indeed been
fortuitous. Each argument was deflected before it even started. Her didn't
want to face his parents, not yet at least. That meant not disobeying me.
I combed his hair out for him. It was dry now and quite soft and fluffy.
Any girl would have been most happy with it. He didn't complain too much
when I set in a ponytail. I reminded him that was how he had it when he had
swimming at school. Finally he was done and I had him stand whist I admired
the new improved Elijah.
"Very nice Elijah, your friends would hardly recognise, though the girls
might think it was an improvement on the old ratty Elijah."
Together we prepared the BBQ and salads. I slipped an apron over him so
as to protect his clothes. Again he protested at its girliness.
"Of course, silly it's Selina's."
As he was busying himself I seruptiously took a few snaps with my phone
camera, particularly sideways on so his little nipples could be seen
protruding against his t-shirt and apron. I got a great one of him leaning
over showing off his tight tush and the pantie line.
Finally we settled down for dinner. I set the camera up on a tripod and I
had one taken of him with his arm around me. Once again his little nipples
were nicely showing.
By the time dinner was over, washing done and put away, it was getting on
for nine o'clock. He was already yawning. It had been a big a day. "Shower
and bed I think."
There was so protest.
"You hop in the bath and I'll get something for you to wear."
He stated to protest again, but I cut him short. "One, there's only me
and you here. Secondly I promise not to chose any of Selina' sexy nighties,
crying out loud she's got plenty. I promise!"
He nodded uncertainly, but once again submitted.
Gemma and I had already planned his nightwear for this first night. A
pair of plain blue baby dolls. Nothing too sexy, but definitely not macho at
all.
Before I went into the bathroom I seruptiously snapped another couple
photos as he was washing his hair, he looked ever so cute. The best was with
his hands raised to hair. He little titties stuck out glistening with the
water. His nipples were quite erect. Any little girl would have been proud
of growths like this. I knelt down next to the bath and helped him rinse it
off and it was quite natural that I should wash his chest and rub away the
soap. His little nipples hardened as my hands traversed his smooth wet
chests.
The look in his eyes was one of absolute uncertainty, but tinged with an
edge of excitement. He was enjoying this. Let's see how much!
"Stand up sweetie." I watched for a reaction to being called sweetie.
None.
He hesitated for a moment then reluctantly stood. I could see why. His
little man. Well actually not that little really, was quite hard and erect.
He tried to cover himself up.
"Too late for that," I laughed. "Don't worry, it's quite normal honey!'
"I'm sorry," he stammered, "it's just that when my nipples got touched
even by me, they get bigger and go all hard. I can't help it."
"Just like a little girl," I explained softly.
"Yeh but I'm not a girl, I'm a boy."
These seemed an opportune moment to tell him the rest of the plan we had
made for him. He was naked, in the bath and oh so vulnerable. And quite
excited.
"Elijah there is another reason you're here with me."
"What?" he looked puzzled.
"Your attitude to girls is simply quite awful. IT has to change. Your mum
and dad, indeed me as well, believe that the only way you'll change is if
you really understand what it is to be a girl."
"Uhhh, how can I? Girls are... well they're just girls."
"There is a way and in fact you've started without realising it. You're
going to spend the next few weeks as a girl."
"You're joking, no way, you're all mad."
"Elijah you don't get it do you? The bathers, the shorts and blouse, your
little boobies, your long hair. The pictures I've taken already all show you
as a little girl. Your boobs just prove the point. Anybody who doesn't know
that you've got a willy between your legs sees a girl. Quite a pretty girl
in fact."
He looked stunned. "But, it's insane. I can't be a girl, everybody will
laugh. How can I go to school, my friends, neighbours........ Just people?"
"Shush silly, I didn't say we were going to make you into a girl
fulltime, just for the next few weeks then you'll go home a boy. You're
getting medication already to reduce your boobs; they'll go as quick as the
have come. But whilst you're here you'll dress, act and be treated like a
little 12-year-old girl. The option is to go home now - to your dad.
Tonight. Though what your friends will make of your little titties till they
go down is quite beyond me. You could get hit on just the same way as you
hit on your little classmates and friends now. Hey wouldn't Kenny have fun.
He could suck your tits for you!"
Elijah looked absolutely horrified. "You can't... I won't ... you..." he
spluttered.
"But you have darling and I have the photos to prove it."
The look in his eyes before he burst into tears said it all. He was beat,
subjugated. Done for! I felt really sorry for him, but I was determined to
push my advantage firmly home.
I stood up and passed him a towel. "Get out and dried and then we'll get
you ready for bed. I'm sure you'll appreciate the choice your mummy made for
your first night away as a little girl." And with out backward glance I
walked out and waited till he joined me.
When he eventually appeared from the bathroom it was clear he was that
embarrassed about his nipples and tiny boobs and he had actually wrapped the
towel around him like a girl.
"Cute! So girl like. You're getting into the swing things now."
He looked way and the tears crept down his face though this time her
stifled the sobs. "Please, don't. I never wanted this to happen. I was only
ever teasing. I didn't mean to be mean."
"Too late honey, your parents have decided. Do you really want to face
your dad and tell him what happened at school today. Do you think he'll
believe it 'was only fun.' Don't think so!"
Elijah shook his head slowly, "I suppose not."
"Right then let's get you ready for bed. Drop the towel."
Reluctantly Elijah undid the little tuck in around his girly little chest
and it slipped to the floor. I half gasped as I took in his pre-pubescent
little body. He tried to recover some modesty by placing one hand over his
cock and balls and an arm across his chest, hiding those cute little
protuberances.
"Remove those hands put them behind your head and keep them there or
you'll be getting a spanking you so richly deserve. That's the other thing
that's going to change. Your parents have been too soft on you. A few
spankings early on in life would have saved all this heartache now. Well
it's never to late too start and start we will."
The shock looked on his face was a delight to behold. With almost
indecent haste and no thought of modesty, he whipped his hands behind his
head and stood majestically, but ever so submissively, before me.
Yes he was a little on the small side and very slim, but he was actually
quite beautiful. His skin was so smooth and glowing from his bath. His
little nipples and small puffy rises of his hormone-induced breast shone
gorgeously. His flat tummy leading down to his sweet little cock. Only it
wasn't that little. For 12 years old it was more than respectable. More
importantly it was in almost erect state. Something he was quite aware of.
My own cock stirred at the erotic sight now unveiled before me. I took in
his face, His eyebrows were quite thin, and his nose small and button like.
His eyes a divine sparkling blue. But his lips. I really hadn't noticed
before, but his lips were quite full and very kissable. No wonder he was
mucking around his boy friends. He was quite delectable.
I picked up the bottoms of his baby doll pyjamas and beckoned for him to
come closer. The tension was quite electrifying. He made to remove his hands
but I ordered him not to.
Now he was directly in front of me, his nipples and little rises only
centimetres from my eyes. His little cock was now definitely quite hard and
stuck out like a ramrod.
Slowly I lifted my hand and placed it over his little boob. Oh it was so
cute, the new flesh soft, yet so firm to my touch. His little hard nipples
pressed urgently against my open palm. He squirmed and them moaned.
"You like this don't you sweetheart?" I asked softy.
His eyes sparkled and then he nodded. "Yes I can't help myself, it just
makes me so... so .... tingly."
"Now you know how little girls feels as they realise their sweet little
bodies are starting to develop. All over the world there are little girls in
the bath, in the shower, lying on the bed, standing in front of a mirror,
examining and touching and caressing their new little growths. You're
starting to understand what it feels like to be a little girl, aren't you?"
"Oh yes, yes, yes!"
"And you like it too don't you?"
He nodded reluctantly as if realising that admitting it was like agreeing
to all that was happening and going to happen.
"I can see that. Not only are these cute little nipples so hard and so
sexy," and I rotated my open palm over his little bosom, "but your little
cockette is showing off too." I traced over his flat tummy towards his hard
cock with my other hand. His body trembled and quivered as I excited him
terribly. He squirmed and stepped back slightly. Dropping my hand from his
boob I slapped his right buttock as had as I could. He jumped in pain.
"Owwwww," he cried, "that hurt!"
"Yes and it will lots more if you don't do exactly what I tell you. Do
you understand?"
He nodded submissively. I returned to his budding chest again, caressing
his little nipples in turn. Soon he was moaning and panting in pleasure.
"I'll stop if you want too?" I teased.
"Noooo, noooo nooo," he moaned , "don't! I love it. I feel so... sooo...
"
"Sexy!"
"Yes sexy, is this really what girls feel like?"
"Believe it sport and we haven't even started."
Once again I trailed my finger down over his flat smooth belly nearing
his hard cock. He trembled again and squirmed but stood his ground. My
fingers touched his hard slim little cock. Oh I was going to cum myself if I
wasn't careful. I traced down it hard little length. The feeling, for both
of us, was electrifying.
"Oh yes, oh yes," he panted, "don't stop, hold me!"
I looked at his sweet pleading face. "Is this what Kenny does to you?"
His eyes opened in shock. "No, no he doesn't," he protested.
I gripped his cock and squeezed harder, holding it in my fingers tightly.
Tears flowed out of his eyes and he squealed in pain, real pain. He tried to
pull away but that made it worse.
"Don't lie. He does, doesn't he?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Please stop."
I released his cock and his hands rushed to nurse his bruised prick,
tears and cries flooded from his little body. It was so sweet, so sexy.
I pulled him to me and laid him down on the bed next to me and cuddled
him. He was so helpless. I brushed his hair away and stroked his cock softy.
"Now, now, that's better isn't it. You mustn't lie to me. It will hurt if
you lie. Do you understand?"
He nodded tears still flowing down his cheeks.
"We know everything about you and Kenny and Gareth and even little James.
Mummy has the pictures, you didn't know what did you?"
He gulped away the tears and managed a strangled, "No!'
I stroked away the tears from his cheek and the slowly with much
anticipation I leant over and kissed his wet hot sexy puffy lips. My own
lips trailed over his and my tongue licked them softly.
His body went rigid in shock for a moment and then he relaxed. I stroked
him more firmly and his cock responded positively throbbing in my fingers.
"You like this don't you little tart?'
He moaned and panted in response. I dropped my head towards those
gorgeous little nipples and gently licked each in turn. It had the required
effect. His little body was being tormented as I sucked each one in turn
into my eager mouth. They were absolutely gorgeous and so rock hard. I
traced the outline of his blossoming boob, knowing that in only a couple of
weeks, maybe even less, the hormones would be producing some quite
significant results.
I continued to stroke his little man until I could feel it begin to
happen. He was approaching his orgasm. My mouth travelled further down his
sweet little belly, over his flat tummy and then onto his groin. I released
his cock and it sprang up strong and straight and I enveloped it into my
eager mouth. The feeling of this little pre-teen's hard cock in my mouth was
quite stunning. I sucked its entire length in and found space for his tight
hairless balls sac too. Then it happened. His hot cock spasmed in my mouth
and released his love juice flooding my mouth with is salty creamy texture.
I sucked eagerly as he fucked my mouth; this was obviously no new
experience.
The flood ceased and his cock shrank rapidly in my mouth. I let him slip
from my mouth and sat back and surveyed his sweet body. His cock was so tiny
now, yet still so cute. His little ball sac tight and shrivelled. His chest
heaved. His titties nonexistent as he lay on his back, but those torrid hard
nipples still proudly displayed. His face though was a joy to behold. His
eyes sparkled. His lips open and inviting and he was smiling. A soft
satisfied smile.
"Oh Ian that was just incredible. My boobies, my cock they all feel like
they were on fire."
"Better than Kenny then?"
"Oh yes, yes!" He looked at me nervously. "Does mummy really know? Does
she really have photos?"
"You bet, she came home one afternoon and found you and Kenny with your
cocks in each other's mouth. She snapped you on her phone."
He went quite white. "And Gareth and James?"
I nodded. "Though she did say whilst Gareth was enjoying himself, James
looked a bit nervous."
"He was I suppose, but he loves it now, he can't get enough cock!"
"And you?"
He nodded slightly. "Me too I just like having my cock sucked," he
paused, "and sucking cock!" And then with deliberate theatre looked straight
at my crutch. It was very, very obvious that I was hard, rock hard. He
tentatively reached over and stroked the outline of my prick through my
shorts. My body shook to his touch. "Did I do that?" he whispered.
I nodded.
"Can I see it?" I've never seen a man's cock, not hard at least. I've
seen dad, but only accidentally."
"If you want to."
He looked at me expectantly. I wasn't going let him of easily. "You want
it, you better do something about it!"
He grinned and then more than eagerly twisted himself around off the bed
and then repositioned himself between my open legs. Without any hesitation
he gripped my shorts down and pulled them off. My cock was even more obvious
pressing against my jocks.
"Ohh you are big," he cooed sweetly. "Kenny would be sooooo jealous."
"Well we'll have to see about curing that," I laughed softy.
His eyes sparkled as he realised what I meant. "Oh really can we? That
would be so cool!" He traced my hard prick once again with his finger and I
throbbed painfully.
The slowly trailing his fingers up over my cock and onto my belly he
slipped his fingers into the band of my jocks and began pulled them down. My
cock slipped out from under the constricting material and he gasped in awe.
"Oh yummy it so, sooooo big."
I lifted my bum clear of the bed and he pulled them off and threw them
away, leaving me as naked as he was, my cock sticking up proudly and very,
very ready.
His eyes glistened with excitement and expectation. "Oh Ian it really is
so big, I've never seen one this big before, honest."
"I should hope so," I laughed kindly, "that'd make you a real slut, not
just a sexy little tart."
He grinned. "Sound good either way." His fingers gently touched my hard
rampant cock. I jerked with electric excitement. He smiled. "You like that
don't you, you're just like Kenny and Gareth and even James now." He took my
cock in his small open hands and smoothed the hot throbbing cock up and
down. His touch was so divine. So gentle, so practiced. And then his head
dropped and gently blew his hot breath over the gleaming head of my prick. I
shivered in excitement. Then his tongue. His gently feather like caresses
touched the gleaming pre-cum soaked tip of my cock. Once again he made me
jump with electric excitement.
I watched mesmerised as his sweet young mouth opened fully into a big 'O'
shape and he enveloped my throbbing prick head into his pre-teen mouth. It
was just incredible. But he was not finished, his tongue softly lathered the
sensitive skin. The feeling was quite out of this world. He was an expert.
He knew just where touch, When to touch. How to touch. How such a little one
had become so practiced was beyond me.
Slowly sensually he fed as much as he could into his eleven year old
mouth. The feeling was outstanding. I knew I couldn't last much longer and I
wanted to make sure that he received the full benefit. I gripped his head
firmly and began slowly fucking his open receptive mouth. Any thought that
he might refuse were quickly dispelled as he settled into a rhythm and began
reciprocating, fucking my cock with his sweet mouth. It was all too much and
with a heart-rending groan I felt my orgasm explode. My sperm shot into his
mouth and thudded against the back of his throat. He gagged briefly, but
with amazing dexterity breathed and swallowed, breathed and swallowed, as he
continued to mouth fuck my exploding cock. Some of my hot seed escaped from
his mouth, which just added to this sexual debauchery of the scene. Most
though flooded his sweet mouth and was eagerly gobbled and swallowed until
my cock finally stopped exploding and began to soften until it slipped
semi-hard from his mouth. He sat back and smiled eagerly eyes sparkling with
excitement.
"Gee that was the most I ever swallowed. Kenny cums, so does Gareth sort
of, James doesn't yet. It was incredibly." He crawled up into my arms and we
exchanged deep cum soaked kisses as he licked and cleaned up every last drop
like a cat preening herself. Finally contend he looked me in the eyes. "Ian
I don't understand what is happening to me. I do know I like the good things
I do. I don't like the mean things I do. I like girls, but they sorta of
scare me ....... I don't know how to talk to them, so I do stupid things to
sorta get their attention."
"Look honey it's normal. Boys and girls find it difficult. Perhaps being
a girl for a little while will help you talk to them."
He looked at he gratefully, then his eyes saddened, "it doesn't really
matter. After all I'm gay aren't I?"
"Does that worry you?"
"Yeh gays get given a hard time, people pick on 'em a lot."
"Not always," but I could see where he was coming from. Then it struck
me. But you like girls too don't you. Have you ever kissed a girl?"
He nodded and smiled, "a few, you'd be surprised what eleven and twelve
years get up to."
"Do you enjoy it?'
"You betcha especially if the girl knows what she doing, lots don't."
"Done anything else?'
"Such as?"
"You know like you and Kenny or Gareth do."
He shook his head, "no I wish I had."
"Why?"
"Cos it's nice isn't it?"
"Sure is but you reckon your gay, so how come you think it's nice?"
"Well," he blushed," you heard about Hannah."
"And the $1 gropes, oh yeh."
"Well that's not all she and I have done. She let me feel her boobs, well
nipples really and put my hand in her knickers."
"Really. Well that's something you're mum didn't know about When did all
this happen?'
Last holidays. We went for a ride to the woods and it sorta happened. We
started kissing then she let me lift up her t-shirt and then she pulled down
her shorts and let me put my hand in her knickers. He giggled at the memory
"she has no hairs down there, it was like a baby's."
"That's not all, is it?"
He shook his head. "No she played with my willy and......."
"Yeh and..."
"She sucked it."
"You're joking she's only twelve herself."
"Eleven," he corrected me, 'and she's been sucking cocks since she was
nine or so she tells me. I believe her. She's really good. She taught
me......"
"Everything you know" I chuckled. "But how?"
"She said we could fuck if I brought Kenny a long. So I did. She told us
she'd let us fuck her if we sucked each other off first. I was game, but
Kenny took a bit more persuading. She pulled her skirt off and her knickers
and showed us her little titties. Then she pulled Kenny's pants down and
started sucking his cock. After that it was easy. She got me to suck him and
then he sucked me. All the time she was telling us how to do it the best.
She even showed us if we didn't do it right. I learnt so much that
afternoon."
"So did you fuck her?"
"No," he growled, "lying bitch took photos on her phone and e-mailed them
to herself before we realised. She threatened to post them to our parents
and the school if we tried to fuck her. It wasn't all bad though she did let
us lick her little cunt for her. Licking that hairless little vagina was
such a turn on and especially when Kenny was sucking me and vice versa at
the same time. Since then Kenny and I have been giving it to each other. She
warned the other girls off, told them we'd tried to grope her and pull her
knickers down, so nobody else wants to know. She did do one good thing
though."
Huh?"
"Sent me a picture of Gareth and James sucking each other off. She did
the same to them. Got them to the woods and tricked them, then took photos.
That's why James was looking so scared, he was afraid he was going to get
photographed again. He's over that now, but he's always a bit nervous.
"Ok let's get this straight. You like doing things with boys. No problem.
But girls turn you on too. You want to do more of the same like with
Hannah?"
"Yeh I guess."
"Well you do don't you. Which is it? Boys Girls or both?"
"Both then, I like 'em both!"
"That's easy then you're not gay."
"I'm not.... But.... ?"
"You're not straight either."
"Huh?"
"You're what we call bi or bisexual. Simple you like boys and girls and
can get it off with either sex. Twice fun. Hey I should know!"
You mean you're...bi?"
"Sure I like sex with boys as much as with girls. In fact I prefer boys
and girls to men and women."
"You mean you're one of those peedo........
"Paedophiles. If you must have labels! I just love sex with children. Hey
if it were Hannah sitting here now I'd be trying to fuck her right now!"
His eyes widened. "you mean you want to... you know..."
"Say it sweetie, it's only a word."
"Fuck me," he gulped.
"Of course. You're sweet, young, innocent and oh so very, very sexy. Why
wouldn't I?'
"I don't know. Sucking you cock is one thing, but fucking me .........."
"No problem sweetheart. I won't if you don't want me too. I love children
far too much to force them. Secondly I do think Kenny should be your first
lover. He's been there with you since the beginning."
"I don't know, playing around is one thing, but fucking me is another,
after all we're both boys."
"Mmmm, I see your point, but one of you is going to be a girl for the
next few weeks, I'm sure he'd like to fuck Elly even if he doesn't want to
do it to Elijah."
"You mean it?" he giggled." you really think he'd fuck me if I truly were
Elly?" his eyes sparkled.
"Well my little sexpot, there's only one way to find out. A date."
"A date, but how?"
"Easy your parents sent you away to experience being a girl. You're going
to experience being a girl for the next few weeks at least. So let's invite
Kenny over and you see if you can seduce him."
"Seduce him?" he asked puzzled.
I laughed kindly. "Ok fuck him or at least get him to fuck you."
"Oh Ian," he chortled, "do you think we could? Oh it would be wonderful.
Kenny and Elly, oh that sounds so adorable. Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"Done then, and now time for real bed." I picked up the baby dolls. He
giggled and grabbed the pants and pulled them up over his legs and tucked
his willy away and drew them up over his belly and bum. The top was next and
he buttoned it up before smoothing the sheer soft material over his hard
nipples.
"Oh that's so sexy, I sorta wish I had real boobs, you know like real
girls," he added wistfully.
"Really?"
"Oh yes, if I'm going to seduce Kenny."
"Well," I murmured as he snuggled under the sheets, "you never know what
might happen in the next few weeks."
Like increased hormones I thought to myself. Oh this was going to be so
easy and so sexy. Elly, Kenny, hey maybe Gareth and James and from what he
told me tonight and Hannah who is one hot little bitch and is fuckable,
Shangri la. Oh sweet Shangri la!
I turned off the light and looked at Elly's sweet contented face in the
soft reflected glow. Oh he is beautiful. Nature definitely made a mistake
there and I think we're just about to help rectify it.
"Good night baby, sweet dreams," I whispered as left the room and headed
feeling most satisfied to my own bed.
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