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Indian Summer
And Other Poems

By T.S.Severe

http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/severe/www/index.htm  Adults Only

The Way to a Boy's Heart
 (M/m, Romance, First)




    "Hey Brad." I opened the door for my sister's boyfriend, her
newest one, and he was okay.

    "Hey Chrissie." He grinned at me. "Take this would ya?"

    "Don't call me that." I said, taking a plastic bag from him and
looking inside. "What's this stuff?"

    "Wine!" Brad grinned at me

    He sorta looked like Han Solo, from the really old Star Wars
movies I mean. Handsome and sorta scruffy looking, wavy brown hair and
bright green eyes. I could sorta see why my sister liked him. Brad was
like twenty-five or something and always smiling. I got along with him
okay, I just wish he wouldn't call me Chrissie like I was a girl or
something.

    "What for?" I wondered, but I was just barely thirteen and living
with my sister Lori, who was nineteen.

    "For us." Brad grinned. "Where's Lori?"

    "In the shower." I said, heading towards the kitchen. "What am I
sposed to do with it?"

    "Put it in the refrigerator, Chrissie." He called and Brad was
heading towards the bathroom, probably to see if he could wash my
sister's back. Most of her boyfriends like that for some reason.

    "I'm Chris!" I said, but just to myself. 

    At least Brad was nice to me, not a dick like some of Lori's
boyfriends, or like my mom's especially, but that's why I was here
now. As soon as Lori turned eighteen she moved out and took me with
her. Our dad was long gone and mom, well, she wasn't much of a mom.
Lori was about all I had growing up and we were really close, even
though she was almost seven years older than me and our dad's were
different. Lori's was in California, we thought, but we didn't know
who mine was. Mom just shrugged if I asked.

    "What'cha working on there?" Brad surprised me by coming back
right away, but maybe my sister was already done in the shower.

    "A thing for science fair." I said. "I'm just doing a panama thing
about space, like this is the moon and..."

    "Panama?" Brad chuckled. "I think you mean diorama, Chrissie. So
that's like the moon and you got a funky lunar explorer thing, huh?"

    "Yeah." I smiled at his enthusiasm and let the name thing go. "I
took a tank model and I had a model of a spaceship but it was broke
and see..."

    "Yeah, solar panels to make the tank work, right?" Brad nodded.
"No gas on the moon. That's pretty smart."

    "Uh-huh." I nodded happily. "You think it looks okay?"

    "Yeah, it looks great." Brad shrugged. "Should get some cardboard
and put it around the sides, like paint it black and throw some
glitter or something on it, like stars."

    "Yeah." I bit my lip and thought about it. "I got a picture of the
earth I could cut out."

    "Heck, yeah, Chrissie!" Brad grabbed my shoulder, giving me a
friendly squeeze. "That would look really cool. Earthrise on the
moon."

    "Yeah." I agreed. "Can you help me do it? I mean not tonight, but
this weekend or something?"

    "Sure, yeah." He nodded. "When is your science fair?"

    "I gotta have it for Tuesday." I said. "I gotta write a report
too, you know."

    "Sure, we can do it." Brad smiled at me and I smiled back. "We'll
work on it tomorrow, how about that?"

    "Yeah." I grinned at him. "Thanks!"

    "No problem Chrissie." Brad stroked my shoulder lightly. "Anytime
you need anything, you just let me know, okay?"

    "Okay." I bobbed my head shyly, just cause I wasn't really used to
anybody being that nice, except Lori maybe.

    "Hey you guys!" Lori was coming into the room drying her hair.
"What's up?"

    "Brad's gonna help me with my project." I told her. "That's okay,
right?"

    "Yeah." My sister shrugged, looking at Brad for a second. "That's
nice of him."

    "Yeah." I giggled.

    "Hey, I just do what I can. Chrissie's the smart one." Brad smiled
at me. "Are we gonna get pizza tonight, or what?"

    "Are we all gonna go?" I wondered. "Or just you guys again?"

    "We can all go." Brad said smiling at me and then he looked at my
sister. "Right? We'll get some pizza, play some Street Fighter..."

    "Street Fighter!" I laughed.

    "Street Fighter?" My sister rolled her eyes. 

    "Well, me and Chrissie will play Street Fighter, you can play
Dance Mania if you want." Brad chuckled and then looked at me. "Unless
you wanna play Dance Mania?"

    "Me?" I laughed at him. "I'll fight you. Just bring a lot of
quarters!"

    "Don't worry, Chrissie." Brad promised. "I got quarters up the
ying and the yang!"

    "God!" Lori laughed. "Somebody save me."

    I was sitting in the small backseat of Brad's small car while he
drove us to the pizza place. Mostly I played my Game Boy, but I heard
my sister and Brad talking too. I didn't understand totally, but that
was normal and they were trying to speak in code anyway.

    "So are you always this nice, or..." Lori was asking.

    "Or what?" Brad grinned and they'd only dated a couple times.

    "...Or the way to a sister's heart is through her brother?" Lori
wondered and I didn't know what that meant exactly.

    "What?" Brad made a little face. "It's not like that, Chrissie's
great."

    "Just...Don't set him up, okay?" Lori sighed. "He's been through
that before."

    "No." Brad looked at my sister. "I'm not going to do that."

    "Do what?" I asked and Lori turned around.

    "Not gonna make promises he can't keep." She smiled at me. "What
kinda pizza are we gonna get?"

    We had a good time at the pizza place, even Lori. There's a video
arcade there and me and Brad played Street Fighter for a long time,
til my sister started complaining, then Brad made her dance on the
Brittany Spears Dance Mania game, that was funny. My sister was really
good at it too, except she laughed too much and messed up sometimes. 

    Lots of people were watching her too, like lots of other kids'
dads mostly. I know Lori is pretty and she was wearing a pretty small
dress, so I guess those guys liked watching her. Brad liked watching
her, but everytime I looked at him he would look back at me, right
into my eyes like he was sharing a secret, except I didn't know what
it was. I liked it though, I liked it a lot and I didn't even mind
that Brad kept calling me Chrissie all the time. I'd stopped telling
him not to.

    "Whew! God!" Lori was giggling and pulling her long blonde hair
out of her eyes, it was like mine, except mine's only sorta long. My
sister's hair is really long.

    "You got the fourth high score!" I smiled at her. "You gotta put
your name on it!"

    "I did?" Lori laughed and she had to stomp her feet on the pads to
spell her name.

    "You wanna try it, Chrissie?" Brad asked me and I giggled and
shook my head. "Come on, see if you can beat Lori's score!"

    "It's a girl's game." I said, but it did look pretty fun.

    "Heh! I got a high score!" Lori was still catching her breath and
now her name was flashing on the big video screen.

    "Come on, we gotta use all these tokens, Chrissie!" Brad had his
hand on my head, kinda stroking my hair and I shrugged. 

    "Okay, I guess." I grinned up at him. "Just don't laugh or
nothing."

    "No way, Jose!" Brad promised and Lori grinned at me as I took her
place.

    It was pretty cool, even for a girly game like that. I was really
going fast at the end cause you have to keep up with Brittany and
everything. Maybe I'm a good dancer though, cause it wasn't that hard
and I was giggling and sorta bouncing on my feet. It was hot too and
even though I was just wearing some cut-off shorts and a t-shirt, I
got kinda sweaty, but we were all laughing.

    "Look at you go, Chrissie!" Brad was grinning at me. "Tear it up,
baby!"

    "Go Chris!" Lori clapped her hands and there was a lot of people
watching me too, which made me feel good, but mostly I was busy
thinking about where my feet were sposed to be.

    "Aw man!" I frowned when I finally couldn't keep up and my game
was over, but I'd danced for a long time!

    "That was great!" Lori gave me a high five when I was done and
then Brad gave me a hug and I didn't expect that.

    "That was so cool, Chrissie!" He laughed, sorta wrapping his arms
around me and even though I was hot and sweaty I hugged him back just
cause it was so much fun.

    "Look! You got the second high score!" Lori laughed. "You beat
me!"

    "Put your name on it, Chrissie!" Brad let me go and gave me a
little push so I smiled over my shoulder at him, and he looked so
totally happy cause I got a good score.

    "Okay." I giggled and I put 'CHRISSIE' on it, just cause it was a
girl game anyway, but mostly because Brad liked that name, I thought.

    "That was so awesome." Lori was about as happy as I'd seen her and
we'd had a lot of fun, all three of us.

    "You sure you never did that before, Chrissie?" Brad teased me a
little and he had his hand on my back, sorta rubbing me while we
walked towards his car and that was nice.

    "Uh-uh." I grinned and stuck my tongue out a little. "I just dance
at home sometimes." I admitted, even though that was sort of a secret.
"Like, you know, when it's boring, I mean."

    "Sure, yeah, everybody does that." Brad nodded and he didn't think
that was dumb at all which made me happy. I really didn't want him to
think I was dumb.

    After we got back home, we played some triominoes in the living
room, with the TV on and some music playing. Lori and Brad were
drinking the wine stuff and Lori liked it a lot, I guess. I just had a
little and it was pretty good, like Seven-up sorta, except a little
more...Something. It was really bubbly anyway and sweet. Mostly I had a
root beer and we just laughed and talked a lot while we played.

    That was cool too cause mostly, like my mom's boyfriends and
Lori's other ones, they just wanted me to go to bed right away. Or
else they wanted to go to bed and let me watch TV by myself, you know?
But Brad didn't say anything like that, he liked me being there and
mostly he was talking to me anyway. He was talking to Lori too and
refilling her glass a lot cause she was drinking most of the wine and
getting pretty giggly. Me and Brad giggled with her, just cause Lori
gets pretty funny when she gets a little drunk.

    "Time for another bottle!" Brad laughed and he was pouring what
was left of the second one into my sister's glass.

    "Another one?" Lori grinned. "God! Where'd it all go?"

    "In you!" I giggled.

    "Oh!" Lori bobbled her head and leaned against Brad. "I wanna get
something else in me."

    "No, you don't." Brad grinned at her, kissing Lori on the cheek.
"We gotta finish our game! Right, Chrissie?"

    "Yeah!" I giggled, cause I was winning.

    "Awww..." Lori put her lips together and pouted.

    I'd seen her act like that before and I figured she'd want to take
Brad to bed pretty soon. I wasn't dumb, I knew Lori had sex with her
boyfriends and mostly I didn't care, but I kinda wished she wouldn't
do it with Brad. I wanted him to stay with me cause we were having a
lot of fun and I knew they didn't have sex yet, or I didn't think so.
This was just the third time Brad had come over and he always left
kinda early before, but probably tonight they were gonna do it.

    "Let me get you some more." Brad said and he got off the floor,
cause that's where we were all sitting.

    "You having fun, Chrissie?" Lori asked and she'd started calling
me that too, just cause Brad never stopped and it was catchy, I guess.

    "Yeah!" I grinned at my sister. "Brad's super cool!"

    "Hmmm..." She laughed. "...He's okay, just..." She blinked a little,
trying to think of what she wanted to say and Lori's face was pink. "...
He's not your dad, okay?"

    "Yeah, I know." I shrugged. "It's okay."

    "Okay." She smiled and nodded. "I'm kinda buzzed."

    "You like that stuff, huh!" I laughed at her.

    "Yeah!" She giggled. "It makes me hot alllll over!" 

    She sorta fell back, not passed out or nothing, but just laying on
the floor and giggling. I'd seen her drunk before too, but at least
Lori wasn't like my mom. When Lori got drunk she just laughed a lot
and did stuff like that, laid on the floor, watching TV upside down
and sorta rubbing her tummy. Her t-shirt got pulled up and she was
rubbing a fingernail around her belly button slowly. Her long legs
were sorta sprawled out too, like spread so I could see her little
panties and I just laughed and reached for her hands to pull her up.

    "Here we go!" Brad was back and he was pouring more for my sister.

    "Are you tryin to get me drunk?" Lori asked him, laughing and
leaning into Brad's shoulder so he almost spilled. "Cause it's
working!"

    "No!" Brad grinned at her. "I just wanna see if I can beat
Chrissie. Did you look at my triominoes while I was gone?"

    "Me?" I grinned at him cause Brad was smiling at me and I was
feeling kinda hot too. "I'm not a cheater!"

    "I'm gonna keep my eyes on you anyway." Brad told me. "Watch you
all the time, baby."

    "Baby?" I giggled, cause he did that sometimes too, but he didn't
mean like a little baby he meant...Something else. I didn't know what,
but I didn't mind that either for some reason.

    "Mmph..." Lori drank half her wine and took a deep breath. "My
turn?"

    "Nope, mine!" I grinned at her.

    "Okay, good cause...Ummm..." Lori laughed and I could tell her hand
was in Brad's lap, even though I couldn't see it.

    "Oh, be nice, Lori." Brad grinned at her.

    "This ain't nice?" My sister made her eyes real big, shaking her
head slowly. "It feels nice!"

    "Ummm...I'm playing!" I said, putting a piece down. "That's...Twenty-
two for me!"

    "Nice and hard, God!" Lori was leaning close and that was the
other thing about when she got drunk. Lori got pretty horny.

    "Twenty-two?" Brad grinned at me, sort of ignoring my sister,
which was really weird. All her other boyfriends woulda been kissing
her already.

    "You must really like triominiminiminoes..." Lori laughed.

    "I like something." Brad laughed at her and he gave Lori a little
kiss on the forehead. "Your turn."

    "Okay." She picked up her wine and drank the rest of it. "There!"

    "For triominoes!" I laughed at her.

    "Oh!" She stuck her tongue out at me. "I love you, Chrissie!
You're my little brother!"

    "I know!" I rolled my eyes and the game was gonna be over soon.

    "You gotta be nice to him." Lori looked at Brad and he was
refilling her glass.

    "I'll be nice." Brad smiled. "I promise."

    "Good!" Lori was drinking more. "You gotta me nice to be too!"

    "Lori!" I frowned. "You gonna play or not?"

    "But not too nice!" She giggled and then she sorta blinked at me.
"What?"

    "I guess that's enough, huh?" Brad looked at his watch and then
looked at me sorta apologetically. "It's pretty late anyway, Chrissie.
If we're gonna do your project tomorrow..."

    "Yeah, okay." I sighed, but I wasn't mad or anything. "But I won,
right?"

    "Yeah, you won. You're really good at that game, we'll have to try
something else next time." Brad was holding my sister up and his green
eyes were looking right at mine. "Why don't you brush your teeth and
hop in bed, I'll take care of all this stuff."

    "Where you going?" Lori looked at Brad, like he was leaving. "I
need you."

    "You need to go to bed too." Brad laughed.

    I left them there, using the bathroom and brushing my teeth and
sorta wishing Lori wasn't even there, but that was bad. I was glad she
was, but still...Me and Brad probably coulda had fun by ourselves anyway
and finished the game maybe. He didn't look very tired and I didn't
feel very tired, we coulda stayed up for awhile and talked or
something. I liked talking to Brad.

    Even though I didn't feel tired, I guess I was. I was sleeping
anyway, but then I woke up because someone was moving my bed a little.
Not moving it, but you know, moving on it, like getting under the
covers and I figured it was Lori. She probably used the bathroom and
came into my room thinking it was hers cause she was drunk. 

    Or maybe she just wanted to be with me, cause she was like that
too when she got drunk, or anytime really, protecting me and sometimes
she'd sleep in my bed just to be close and that was okay. We'd slept
together for about ten years at mom's house. We just had one bed for
both of us growing up and Lori told me it was better that way cause
she didn't like some of mom's boyfriends. They looked at her funny and
if she had her own bed in her own room they might get confused and
think she was mom. 

    I didn't believe her, since nobody was ever gonna think Lori was
my mom, not when she was like fourteen or whatever, but that's what
she'd told me when I was little. I was protecting her, Lori said, and
even though I was just a little kid back then it had made me feel
good. Lori was a lot better mom than my real one and so even if she
was waking me up like she was, being a little drunk or whatever, it
was okay. I started turning around just so I could kiss her goodnight
cause mostly I did that after I brushed my teeth, but this night I
hadn't.

    "Chrissie...Shhh..." Brad was in my bed!

    "Brad?" I blinked at him in the low from my night light, cause I
know I was thirteen, but I couldn't sleep without it.

    "Hi." He whispered, putting his arms around me as I faced him.

    "How come you're in my bed?"

    "I couldn't sleep." He told me. "I was thinking about you.
Thinking about how much I like you."

    "I like you too." I swallowed hard and I sorta put my right arm
over him too, since there was no place else to put it. My left arm,
the bottom one, was stuck between us, sorta. 

    "You're so pretty, Chrissie." Brad took a breath, like he was
smelling me and my long blonde hair was in my eyes.

    "Where's Lori?" I wondered and my heart was really beating fast. 

    I liked this, having Brad really close and talking to me and
stuff. I liked him holding me. I didn't know why though and I thought
maybe he shouldn't be, and I was scared Lori was going to catch us. It
was really confusing and I was scared, but I wasn't scared of Brad,
see? That was the important part. I wasn't even scared that he called
me pretty because I wanted him to like me, that's what I was thinking.
That's why it was hard to breathe, cause Brad liked me so much that he
couldn't even sleep. Nobody had ever liked me that much, except Lori
probably.

    "She's asleep." Brad smiled. "Are you okay?"

    "Uh-huh." I nodded. "I'm okay, but maybe you should sleep with
her."

    "I don't want to sleep with her, Chrissie." Brad said softly. "I
want to sleep with you."

    "You do?" I smiled shyly and looked down a little cause his eyes
were shining from that nightlight and I thought they were really
beautiful. Not like girl beautiful, just...Nice and looking at me.

    "You know I like you, right?" Brad asked me and I nodded. "I like
you more than anyone else I ever met."

    "Really?" I bit my bottom lip and looked at him again. Brad's
fingers were rubbing my bare back, cause all I was wearing was my
underwear shorts.

    "You're so sweet, Chrissie. So pretty." Brad told me. "You're
smart and funny..."

    "I am?" I giggled softly. 

    "Yeah, you are." Brad told me. "I think about you all the time."

    "Okay." I swallowed hard.

    "Can I kiss you?" He asked me and I shivered because I was so
scared. My tummy was rolling over and I thought maybe he wouldn't like
me if he kissed me. I was a boy, why would he want to do that anyway?

    "I'm a boy though." I whispered back.

    "You could pretend you're a girl." Brad said. "That's what I do
when I see you."

    "You do?" I frowned a little maybe, but not that much. "You think
I'm a girl?"

    "I think you're a beautiful girl, Chrissie." Brad nodded slightly.
"Like a girl dressed in boy clothes, you know?"

    "Okay." I nodded.

    "Do you feel like that sometimes?" Brad's hand moved up and down
my back slowly and I was so hot I was shaking and I could feel the
soft hair of his legs against my smooth thighs.

    "I don't know" I sucked my lips. "I think so. When you look at me
sometimes, I mean."

    "Yeah."

    "Like when I was dancing." I giggled and my heart was thumping
hard. "I saw you looking at me and I sorta..."

    "What?" He sighed, sliding his hand down to my slender waist and
narrow, boyish hip.

    "I wished I was Lori, kinda." I felt my face get all hot because I
didn't even want to say that to myself, but I was saying it to Brad.

    "How come?" Brad asked me and he wasn't laughing or anything, he
looked so serious and handsome and just listening to me, like
everything I said was super important.

    "Cause, um, I thought it would be nice." I said slowly. "To be
like your girlfriend."

    I closed my eyes, knowing he'd laugh at that. I hadn't admitted it
to me, not even when I'd been thinking it at the pizza place. I'd
ignored it and tried not to think like that cause it wasn't right for
a boy to want to be another boy's girlfriend, was it?

    "I wish you were my girlfriend, Chrissie." Brad told me and he was
smiling, but not because he thought I was dumb. "I wish that more than
anything."

    "You do?" I smiled back at him.

    "Yeah." Brad sighed. "I'd take you out all the time. Just me and
you and buy you stuff..."

    "Get me some new models?" I asked and he laughed softly.

    "Yeah, new models, sure." Brad nodded. "But other stuff too, like
clothes maybe?"

    "Clothes?" I grinned.

    "Like dresses." Brad nodded. "Some jewelry, you know, like
earrings. Some...Panties and a little bra..."

    "Oh." I was trembling a little, but I wasn't cold.

    We shifted, both of us at the same time so we were even closer and
I felt him against me, his dick, I mean. I could feel it hard and
really hot, sort of pushing into my tummy. I blinked at that, but I
didn't try to move or anything. I just held Brad a little tighter for
some reason and our noses were almost touching, we were so close,
sharing my pillow.

    "Would like that, Chrissie?" Brad asked me. "Would you like to be
pretty for me?"

    "Yeah." I breathed. "I want to be pretty."

    "I know you do, baby." Brad rubbed my little nose with his slowly
and that felt so good it made me breathe harder.

    "But what about Lori?" I wondered, because I always thought about
her and I didn't think she was going to like it if Brad was my
boyfriend instead of hers.

    "We'll have to keep it a secret for a little while." Brad looked
sad and his hand was going down to my butt, playing his finger inside
the waistband of my underwear.

    "I know." I agreed. "But we can tell her someday, right?"

    "Yeah, we'll tell her soon. I want her to be happy for us." Brad
was brushing his lips over my cheek, like he was teasing me and I was
turning my head a little, like I wanted to kiss him, cause I did want
to.

    "Do you love her?" I asked. "It's okay, I mean...If you do." But I
really didn't want him to.

    "No." Brad smiled. "I love you."

    "Oh!" I widened my eyes and then he did kiss me and that was what
I wanted more than anything else in the whole world.

    Brad's tongue tickled my lips and made me open my mouth and he
surprised me when his tongue went inside my mouth. It was warm and
wet, moving around and making me shiver as I had to hug him even
tighter. I didn't think I could though, because we were so close
already. I wanted to be as close as we could get and Brad wanted that
too. His tongue moved slowly, licking me inside, and I made soft
humming sounds without even knowing it. 

    We kissed a lot and for a long time too. Brad's hands were inside
the back of my shorts and he pushed them down and I helped him do it.
I pushed them down even more and used my feet to kick them off. We
were both naked and my own little dick was pretty hard too. It got
that way sometimes, but this was super hard and it felt good, scary
good, and rubbing it against Brad's thighs felt wonderful. His hand on
my butt was nice too and I moved around, just cause I couldn't help
it. His finger was between my butt cheeks and rubbing my hole back
there even. I liked it a lot, even though it seemed like kind of a
dirty thing to be doing, playing with my butthole like that. 

    After we kissed my lips felt bigger and kind of sore, and my
tongue was tired because I'd been wiggling it around in Brad's mouth
like crazy. I'd never kissed anyone, I'd only seen people do it, but
now I'd kissed Brad. I'd kissed a man and it had felt good, even
better than good. I was in love with him and just when I was gonna say
it, Brad started kissing my body. He kissed my chest a lot, telling me
how much he liked my little tits and that made me giggle.

    "I don't have any tits." I told him and I was on my back and my
fingers were playing with his thick brown hair.

    "Yeah you do, Chrissie." Brad whispered. "You have beautiful
little tits and someday they're going to grow."

    "Really?" I asked him and then I was moaning softly as his mouth
found my right nipple and he was sucking on it like a baby. 

    That was way, way great, the way he kissed my tits like that. He
sucked them really hard too after awhile. Brad was gentle at first,
but then he did it harder and I was telling him to do it. The harder
he sucked the better it felt and even when he was biting me it didn't
hurt at all. He would pinch the other one, squeezing my chest with his
hands and making me almost cry sometimes. He'd take my nipple and  the
soft white skin around it between his teeth, biting and sucking my
flat little titties while I shut my eyes tight and tried to lift
myself off the bed. Brad's tongue would flick over my nipple fast too
and it was like butterfly kisses except better. 

    "See?" He smiled at me. "You're getting tits already Chrissie."

    I giggled and looked down at my chest and he was right. My nipples
stuck really far out and they were a lot bigger, dark red and all
puffy. Little cones like a real girl gets and when he kissed them
again, just with his lips, I gasped because they were so sensitive
now. Just the smallest touch was intense and I loved it. I loved him.

    "I want you to kiss me now, baby." Brad was whispering and at
first I thought he meant his nipples, but he didn't.

    "You want me to kiss your dick?" I giggled and he was sitting back
against the headboard of my bed and I'd crawled between Brad's legs.

    "Yeah, Chrissie." Brad nodded, stroking my hair, pulling the
golden bangs out of my eyes. "Will you try it for me?"

    "Yeah." I swallowed hard. "I want to."

    "That's my good girl." He smiled and I flushed with real pleasure
at his words. I wanted to be his good girl. I wanted to be his
girlfriend and I wanted to love him.

    I held his penis in both hands and it seemed huge to me. Mine was
pretty little, but Brad's was bigger than both my hands put together
and so thick I couldn't even get my fingers around it. Hot too, his
dick was burning and the skin was soft, really smooth, but underneath
he was super hard. I was a little scared of it at first.

    "Just kiss it for me, Chrissie." Brad said and he wasn't making me
do it, he was just watching and stroking my head. "Kiss the tip
first."

    "Okay." I giggled nervously and I did it.

    I kissed the smooth head and got some wet stuff on my lips, but it
didn't taste bad. It didn't taste like anything, but I could smell
him. A nice smell too, like a man smell and I thought it was the best
scent ever. All I'd ever smelled before was my mom, who smelled like
cigarettes mostly, and Lori, who smelled like peaches. Brad smelled
like a man and I liked it. I kissed his penis again and then I licked
it. I was afraid I'd do it wrong, but I wasn't afraid of licking it. I
used my tongue all over Brad's big dick and it was pretty fun,
actually.

    "Yeah, Chrissie." Brad was having fun too. "That's it baby, do you
like my cock?"

    "Uh-huh." I was licking up the bottom and pressing his dick
against my face, thinking it was so awesome how hot and heavy it was
like that.

    "Look at me, let me see your eyes, baby." Brad said gently and I
smiled at him, looking over his penis with my wide blue eyes. "Oh,
you're beautiful. Tell me you love my cock."

    "I love your cock." I giggled, wondering why he wanted me to say
dirty words, but it was fun doing it. Lori got mad if I said anything
bad.

    "Yeah, I know you do." Brad sighed happily.

    "I love kissing your cock, Brad." I told him seriously. "I want to
kiss it all the time."

    "Oh, baby." Brad laughed and I blushed. "You're a tease too, huh?"

    "I'm not teasing you." I giggled.

    "Yeah you are, Chrissie." Brad smiled at me. "That's why I love
you so much. Kiss it again. Open your mouth for it this time, okay?"

    "Okay." I agreed and this time I opened wide, as wide as I could
like I was at the dentist, and I took the smooth head of Brad's dick
into my mouth for the first time. He was big too! It filled my mouth
so much that I could barely wiggle my tongue at all and I could only
do it for a little bit before I had to swallow and catch my breath and
everything. Brad didn't mind that I didn't know how to do it. He just
smiled and touched my hair and told it felt really good. 

    "My sweet little girl." Brad whispered. "My sexy cocksucker."

    "Mmphh..." I almost laughed cause cocksucker was a seriously bad
word! I knew some kids who said it, but I never really knew what it
was until now and it wasn't really bad, was it?

    "Suck my cock, baby." Brad was sort of holding my head tighter,
using both hands and he showed me how to move my head up and down a
little. 

    Mostly I used my hands though and he liked that too. I was rubbing
him up and down with both fists and kinda bobbing my head at the same
time. I thought I was getting pretty good at that and I felt tingly
all over, hot and happy inside and on the outside I had little goose
pimples. I did it a long time too, sucking his cock like that, until
my shoulders and especially my mouth started getting tired.

    "Just...A little more...Oh, Chrissie..." Brad was holding my head tight
now and moving his hips. "...Let me cum, baby...I want to cum in your
mouth..."

    "Mmphh..." All of a sudden there was something else in my mouth,
something wet and salty and gooey sort of.

    "Chrissie...Fuck! Eat it girl...Suck it down, baby!" Brad said, kinda
loud and he held my mouth on his penis while his stuff came out of it
fast.

    I swallowed a big mouthful at first, but after that I was coughing
mostly, choking on it cause some got in my windpipe. There was a lot
of it and it scared me. I wanted to stop and for just a second I kinda
panicked or whatever, but Brad let me go as soon as he realized I was
coughing. He let me lift my mouth and catch my breath, while I kept
holding his dick and that creamy stuff was running down over my
fingers. It was pretty messy. 

    "Are you alright, Chrissie?" Brad ask, stroking my flushed cheek
with his fingers and I nodded, swallowing thickly. 

    "Yeah." I giggled. "That was a lot of stuff!"

    "You made me cum, baby." Brad chuckled softly. "You got me so
excited, I couldn't help it."

    "Is it okay to swallow it?" I wondered. "Cause I sorta swallowed a
bunch by accident."

    "Yeah, Chrissie." Brad laughed and nodded. "You're supposed to
swallow it. It's really good for girls like you."

    "Yeah?" I giggled and I couldn't believe I didn't even care he was
calling me a girl. I mean, I sort of felt like one anyway now and I
wanted to be his girlfriend. 

    "It'll make your tits bigger." Brad grinned at me. "Or so I
heard."

    "It does?" I laughed. "I guess Lori doesn't swallow very much."

    "I don't know." Brad laughed at that. "I wouldn't ask her about
it. Go ahead, lick it up okay? Clean me up with your tongue now."

    "Is that what girls do?" I asked, kinda teasing him maybe and I
found myself wanting to flirt like that. It was neat because it was
making Brad like me even more.

    "That's what girlfriends do, yeah." Brad smiled. "The good ones
anyway."

    "I wanna be a good one." I decided with a shy smile and I started
licking up his stuff, that cum stuff that was all over his dick and my
fingers, even on his stomach and thighs. 

    It was kinda weird doing that and being watched, you know, but it
did taste good. It was still warm and salty and maybe it would make my
boobs bigger like Brad said. I hoped so. Lori had nice ones, but sorta
small. I wanted some that were like hers except bigger, that would be
neat and if Brad bought me some nice dresses we could go out and he
already knew I was a good dancer so...

    I was thinking about all that stuff, daydreaming except I was
looking right at Brad the whole time and he was touching me. He liked
to tell me how pretty I was and how he was going to dress me up and
make me a real girl. He really wished I was dressed up already, at
least in panties and a bra, he said all girlfriends should have sexy
underwear and that was the first thing he was going to get me. He
promised to take me shopping the next day, Saturday, a whole day
together just me and him. I was feeling like I was melting when he
said all that stuff.

    "Why do you like me?" I asked him a little later and we were
snuggling, kissing softly and just looking at each other mostly.

    "I don't like you." He teased me. "I love you."

    "I know." I giggled softly. "But there's a lot of girls, real
ones, so how come you like me and not them?"

    "Because real ones aren't you." He kissed me, "And they don't have
this." Brad whispered, reaching down between my legs. 

    I gasped into his mouth as his big gentle hand found my hard dick
and soft little balls. He squeezed me real softly, making me shudder
and rock my hips because it felt so good. He was touching me, for the
first time down there, and I thought maybe he didn't like that part of
me. I was almost kinda ashamed of my penis.

    "You're a special girl, Chrissie." Brad told me seriously. "The
most special girl in the whole world."

    "I thought you didn't like that part." I said softly, watching his
face and Brad smiled.

    "I love every part of you." He kissed me again. "You don't have to
be worried about that."

    "Okay." I agreed and wriggled myself a little more into his arms.

    "I'm going to make you a real girl now, okay?" Brad asked me. "Do
you want me to?"

    "How?"

    "I'm going to make love to you, Chrissie." Brad told me. "It's
going to hurt a little, but I'm going to be really careful too."

    "You are?" I swallowed hard and he was already moving.

    "Oh yeah." Brad sighed and he was reaching for the floor, leaning
over the bed and I digging through his pants pocket, it looked like.

    Brad had some stuff, some special stuff he told me, that would
make it feel better. It would make me really slippery for his cock
when he put it in me. I was super scared, I admit it, and I didn't
know if I wanted to do this or not. He was going to put his dick in my
butt, I understood that much, but it hadn't hardly fit in my mouth! My
butt was smaller than my mouth, it seemed to me.

    "Don't worry, girl's are made for this." Brad said with a smile
and he had me on my tummy, rubbing that cool slippery stuff on my butt
and even inside it.

    I gasped a little and bit my lip when I felt his finger going
inside me back there. It felt funny, even good in a way, but I was
still frightened by it. He was putting his finger in me a long ways
too! As far as he could get it, I thought. I tried to relax and
remember I was a girl now. Girls did this stuff all the time. My butt
was made for fucking a big cock, that's what Brad said. My boy pussy
was going to love it, the man promised. I was going to take all of him
right up inside me and it was going to feel so good I wouldn't ever
want to do anything else. 

    That's what he said and I believed him. I loved Brad and so I had
to believe him. 

    "Okay, lift up a little, baby..." Brad had me on my hands and knees.

    I looked over my shoulder at him, my pale thirteen year old body
shivering with nervous anticipation. I was really scared of the pain,
but he promised it would just hurt at first and then feel good. I
tried to remember that as I felt Brad's hot penis rubbing between my
butt cheeks. He was going really slow, so that was nice, and he said
he was going to make love to me so gently that I'd only feel good...
After the first part. That was the part I didn't like and I closed my
eyes as I felt him starting to push and his dick was a lot bigger than
his finger!

    "Ow! Ow! Owwww...Oh!" I winced and I tried to be quiet, but it
burned sorta, and it was blunt and sharp and dull at the same time and
my butt didn't want to stretch that much.

    "Shhh...It's inside you, Chrissie." Brad breathed and I thought he
meant all the way.

    I reached back and felt around with my fingers and then gasped as
I felt his whole big cock still outside my butt! All he got inside me
was the first part, the smooth round head of his penis just past my
virgin sphincter and the rest was sticking straight out of me, a half
a foot of penis, maybe even more than that, I didn't know. It was a
lot though and he was just barely inside me!

    "It's too big!" I swallowed hard and Brad chuckled.

    "You're going to stretch, Chrissie." Brad whispered. "Just relax,
baby..." He was rubbing my back and shoulder, squeezing my hips and
massaging me. "Just relax now, close your eyes and think about those
pretty clothes I'm going to buy you..."

    "Yeah." I swallowed hard and focused on his voice, listening as
Brad described how he was going to buy me some pretty pink panties,
lace ones with little baby blue ribbons on the front.

    He was going to buy me a bra too, a little white training bra for
my small tits and every day he was going to kiss them for me. Brad was
going to make them grow, he said, and he'd even get me special
vitamins, just for my boobs. He was going to pierce my ears and buy me
some cute little earrings and a necklace with a heart and our initials
on it. I was going to be so beautiful, Brad told me. The prettiest
girl in the world and he was going to be my boyfriend forever.

    "I'm going to marry you someday, Chrissie." Brad was caressing my
back, sliding his hands up and down my spine. "I'm going to see you in
a wedding dress and make love to you while you wear it."

    "Yeah." I whispered and I could hardly breathe. I was shaking and
my body was burning up from the inside out.

    "We're going to live together in our own house and I'll take care
of you." Brad promised, reaching up to pull my blonde hair back,
smoothing it, stroking it over my shoulders.

    "I know you will." I gasped and the pain in my butt was mostly
gone.  

    It was all gone really, there was just a dull ache and a nice,
thick sensation. Like I had to go to the bathroom, but different than
that. It was moving around and somehow, without me even knowing it,
Brad had got his whole dick inside me. I felt his balls touching my
skin, the soft hairs that covered them tickling me because he was
buried all the way in my little butt. And his cockhead, was rubbing me
inside too, finding the bottom of my tummy or something, like a big
finger way deep inside. That felt really good and I was moving too, I
couldn't help it.

    "Yeah, Chrissie...That's it, baby." Brad was holding my hips, but
not pushing or pulling me at all, just holding me while I worked my
butt back and forth.

    "It feels good!" I giggled breathlessly. "It really does."

    "I know." Brad chuckled. "It feels great. Fuck my cock, Chrissie.
Fuck your ass on my cock for me."

    "Yeah, I'm doing it!" I gasped as I pushed myself hard against him
and that hurt a little, so I had to remember to go sorta slow. Slow
was better and little circles, oh! Those were even better. Not going
back and forth, but just around on his dick.

    "Fuck you're so tight, baby." Brad told me. "Your little pussy is
so hot around my cock."

    "Uh-huh...uh-huh!" I moaned and we were making love, really doing
it! After a few minutes I didn't even mind when Brad grabbed my hips
in his big strong hands and started doing me faster.

    "Gonna fuck you now, Chrissie." Brad told me. "You love getting
fucked, don't you?"

    "Yeah, I love it!" I moaned. "Fuck me...Brad...Oh!"

    I was swearing a lot, but we didn't care and saying bad words
wasn't anything compared to being a girl. I was Brad's girlfriend and
he was fucking me. I was getting fucked. I loved saying that and I
wished I could tell people. Like my sister and my friends, tell them
how I wasn't a little kid, I was a real girl now, like a grown-up girl
and Brad was my boyfriend and he was fucking me, and I was doing it
back! 

    It was all kinds of crazy and my brain was sorta dizzy. I couldn't
breathe and my heart was pounding and the discomfort was totally gone.
I felt like I was riding on clouds. I was flying and everything felt
so good! I felt Brad's penis going deep, over and over and touching
the bottom of my butt and there was something there, something special
and he was rubbing it with his dick. It was sending little shocks
through me and then all of a sudden it was one shock too many!

    "Oh!" I gasped loudly and just froze, digging big fistfuls of
sheet and arching my back. "Ahh...What's...That?"

    I was cumming, that's what it was, but I'd never done it before.
It hurt, sorta. My dick hurt and my balls were kinda jumping around
and my stuff was coming out of my penis hard, in quick little spurts
all over my bed mostly and some on my thighs. It was hot, like Brad's
had been, and I almost fell down because I couldn't figure out if I
liked that feeling or not.

    "Oh, Chrissie...Fuck! I feel it!" Brad groaned and he was cumming
too cause I guess he felt my orgasm through my butt, or something. I
didn't know or even care. Everything was like a hot hazy mystery right
then.

    All I really knew was my dick had exploded or something and now
there was something hot and wet, kind of a greasy and dirty feeling
way deep in my butt. I could feel the stuff spreading inside me, all
that spermy juice from Brad's balls as he held me tight against him.
He wasn't gonna let me fall down and he even picked me up, so we were
kneeling with his dick inside me and mine kind of dribbling still. I
turned my head so he could kiss me hard and deep and just the way I
had to have it right then.

    That was the first time we made love and after that, after I
became Brad's girlfriend and Lori was done being mad at him, we lived
happily ever after until we were both really old.



End
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