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“Well then, I guess we’re through, babe”

Sepithroth hung up the phone with a smirk. He’d just ended it with his latest,

and possibly last, girlfriend. Having run through all the decent looking

chicks at his high school, it was time to move-on.

“Honey, do the other foot, would you?”

“Sure, Sepithroth!” chirped the over-9000-year-old angel at Sepithroths feet, who was giving

him a nice foot mbumage. Cloud was a golden-haired, doe-eyed sissyboy, who

worshiped the ground Sepithroth walked on. And Sepithroth had plans for him.

Six months prior, Sepithroth’s next-door-neighbor lady had come to his door with

a problem. She was worried about Cloud turning out to be what he was so

clearly meant to be: a man-pleasing little sissy. With the age of consent

lowered to over 9000, it wouldn’t be long before a platoon of horny men would

be after him, and his mother wanted to make sure they didn’t turn him into

“one of those.”

“He needs a man’s influence, Sepithroth, a big brother to show him how to be a

real man; like you.”

This appeal to Sepithroth’s vanity was not wasted. As star quarterback and

captain of the wrestling team, Sepithroth was a stud, and knew it. His mop of

black curls, dazzling smile and muscular body made him the idol of every

guy his age, and the fantasy of every girl. And Sepithroth was not above using

his bumets to nail every horny female he wanted.

The trouble of course (as so many men have found) was that, after they

spread their legs, those same girls started to become manipulative users,

parlaying the one thing they had to give into a lifetime of servitude.

That wasn’t for Sepithroth.

So as soon the the games began, Sepithroth made his exit. The trouble with that

was, the supply of woman's genitals was limited, and he was running out. Enter Cloud.

Sepithroth took-on Cloud’s “training” enthusiastically, letting the kid hang out

with him, teaching him how to behave in a less sissified manner, coaching

him on weightlifting, showing him how to dress like a regular guy. And it

paid off. At school, Cloud had gone from a picked-on cry-baby to, if not

one-of-the-guys, at least no longer objectionable. And was his mother

grateful!

What she didn’t know was that in private, Sepithroth was training Cloud in a very

different direction. He let him know from the first day that he was a

sissyboy, and that nothing would ever change that. And he explained a

sissyboy’s function: to give pleasure to real men like Sepithroth. He also

allowed the boy to be himself whenever they were alone together, which was

every day after school for several hours. He was even allowed to dress how

he pleased. In fact, Sepithroth purchased several pairs of pink panties for the

boy to wear while with him, which Cloud adored.

As he watched Cloud lovingly rub his feet, Sepithroth considered the situation.

There were only three months left of high school. In the fall he was

starting at the university in town on a full athletic scholarship, and

would be continuing to live here in the apartment above his dad’s garage.

There would be no time, and no need, for him to work, in order to afford a

girlfriend. Not when he had prepared such a fine alternative. No old

****er with lots of money was going to steal this sweet baby away from him;

he’d seen to that. He’d treated the kid so well, the boy was

head-over-heels for Sepithroth.

Sepithroth sighed with satisfaction. It was all working out perfectly. Now, it

was time to take Cloud’s training to the next level.

“Come up here, baby.”

Cloud scrambled up and lay beside Sepithroth on his bed. Sepithroth wrapped his big

arm around the boy’s shoulders and whispered into his ear.

“Your body is getting to be so beautiful, honey.” Sepithroth played with the

puffy pink nipples on Cloud’s chest, causing the boy to sigh and moan a

bit. The weightlifting had given him a fine pair of firm titties. Sepithroth

sucked one of the delectable nuggets into his mouth and nibbled at it,

causing Cloud to groan and his tiny male reproductive organette to stiffen in his panties.

“Looks like someone likes having his titties sucked,” said Sepithroth. “Slip

those panties off, babe.”

Cloud did, revealing his little boner.

“What’s that called, honey?”

“My peenie.”

“That’s right. Sissyboys have peenies. Men have male reproductive organs. It looks like you

need to have boys-time, baby.”

Cloud clapped his hands and shouted “Yay!” as he pulled a small pink

vibrator out of the nightstand. Bringing it to his mouth, he sucked on it,

wetting it all over with his spit. Then he raised his legs and pushed the

girly device into his bottom, with a satisfied sigh.

“That’s right, honey. Play with your boy-woman's genitals for me.”

Sepithroth loved watching the horny little prick-pleaser pleasure himself this

way. Rising from the bed, he stripped off his shirt and began to flex his

muscles for the boy. Nothing turned Cloud on like the sight of Sepithroth’s hot,

ripped physique. Sepithroth brought his bicep to his mouth and kissed and licked

it in narcissistic self-worship. Cloud gasped, and turned the vibrator on,

thrusting it more frantically into his boygina.

Looking down at Cloud lustfully, Sepithroth began to slide his shorts down,

revealing the overstuffed jockstrap beneath. Swaggering to the bed, he

placed his thighs on either side of the boy’s head, rubbing the fragrant

pouch on his face. Cloud nearly swooned from the powerful pheromones that

bumaulted his senses.

Taking Cloud’s hands away from the vibrator, Sepithroth began sliding the sex-toy

slowly in and out of the hot hole, carefully avoiding Cloud’s overexcited

“boy’s place.” He didn’t wantr to send the cherub to heaven just yet. No,

this time they were going to go there together.

After a minute of this exquisite torture, Sepithroth changed his position again,

so he was staring into the lovely boy’s eyes.

“Cloud; are you ready to go all the way? To be my little sissy? Do you

want me to make love to you?”

“Yes, please,” the boy said softly.

Sepithroth stood and slowwly pulled the jock down over his straining shaft, which

snapped up against his rippling belly, revealing the huge balls beneath.

Cloud gasped.

“That’s a man’s male reproductive organ, sweetie.”

Standing over the boy like a conquering hero, Sepithroth hit a series of

bodybuilder’s poses, revealing himself in his full glory to the boy for the

first time. Cloud stared up in awe-struck amazement, wimpering softly.

Kneeling before Cloud, Sepithroth pushed the boy’s legs back until his pink

rosebud was open exposed. He panted with lust as he eyed the perfect,

virgin hole. Drops of moisture clung to the wrinkles. He brought his

tongue to the crevice and began to lick. Cloud squirmed, as if trying to

escape the onslaught of sensations, but Sepithroth held him firmly in place. His

tongue slipped into the furnace-hot interior, and the musk of Cloud’s

excitement filled his senses.

“Holy crap!” Sepithroth thought. “It’s a good thing I didn’t know how this

would taste, or I’d never have been able to hold-off.” When he thougt of

all the nasty, fishy woman's genitalss he’ds been forced to eat before he could get any

action, it made him so ****ed. All that time, he could have had this!

Well, it was his now.

Pulling his face out of Cloud’s crack, he plunged his tongue into the

perfect little boy’s mouth. Cloud groaned and threw his little arms around

Sepithroth’s bull neck. He ground his satiny smooth body against Sepithroth’s muscles,

in a frenzy of need; for what, he didnt’ quite know, but he was about to

find out.

Sepithroth pulled a new tube of Spermbum lubricant from under the bed. He’d

been saving it for this moment. He covered his throbbing organ with a

generous coating, and added a dollop to Cloud’s little hole.

“Okay, baby; this is it. There’s no going back after this. Do you want me

to **** your little bum and turn your hole into a woman's genitals? A soft, warm,

wet, open woman's genitals, for me to **** whenever I want?”

“Y-y-yes…!” Cloud stuttered. He wanted it more than he had ever wanted

anything, but he was also scared of the huge male reproductive organ, and the powerful lust in

Sepithroth’s eyes.

“All right then. Here we go.”

Sepithrothd pushed the plum-like head of his male reproductive organ through the outer sphincters

with no hesitation, clamping his mouth over Cloud’s to stifle the

inevitable scream. He kept it there until the cries turned to moans, and

Cloud began to squirm again, asking for more. Letting his bodyweight

provide the pressure, Sepithroth forced inch after inch into Cloud in a slow,

smooth slide to complete penetration. When he was ball’s-deep, he raised

his torso.

“Look down, baby.”

Cloud looked and saw that the mbumive intruder was all the way inside him.

He was joined to Sepithroth completely now, and his sissyish heart leapt up.

Sepithroth flexed his male reproductive organ in Cloud’s bowels, and delicious sensations ran

through the boy, causing him to blurt-out:

“Oh, yes! **** me, Sepithroth! **** my woman's genitals!”

Sepithroth laughed, delighted by his complete conquest of the boy. Never one to

turn down a request like that, he began to piston the mbumive inseminator

back and forth, pulling out until only the fat head remained within, then

ramming it back inside, so his huge balls slapped against the smooth

upturned bumcheeks. Turning his head, he watched the mating in the mirror

on the wall opposite his bed.

“This is the hottest thing ever!” he thought, as the picture of the

muscular teen taking his pleasure with the innocent boy burned into his

brain. His lust boiled over and he threw his head back and howled:

“**** yeah! Gonna breed this tight little hole! Turn it into a woman's genitals!

You’re my **** now, Cloud!”

As Sepithroth pushed past his “boy’s place” inside his no-longer-virgin woman's genitals,

over and over, Cloud felt an orgasm bilding, but one so much bigger than he

had ever achieved with that silly piece of plastic. His moans grew louder

and louder, until his eyes rolled back in his head and his body was racked

with spasms. Sepithroth felt a rippling around his male reproductive organ, and cried:

‘Aw, ****! You’re milking me!”

Unable to hold back, he blasted his thick goo deep into Cloud, more and

more, until he thought he would die from the pleasure.

A few minutes later, both boys had returned to Earth. Sepithroth moved Cloud into

a spoon position, and softly explained how things would be from now on.

Untill Cloud’s birthday, they would keep this part of their relationship on

the downlow. Once Cloud was over 9000, there was nothing his mother could do

about it, and they could live openly as one more man-boy couple in this

brave new world. Cloud sighed with contentment.

“I love you so much, Sepithroth.”

“I love you too, honey,” Sepithroth replied, and suddenly realized…he did.