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Making Chrissie
by T.S. Severe


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Story Codes: f/m/m, Femdom, Bisexual, Mast, Oral, First, Rom?
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    Jocelyn. 

    She was my best friend Kyle's sister and I was in love with her.
There's a lot of reasons why and I don't just mean the obvious ones,
like that she was almost eighteen, beautiful, and smart. I mean all
the real reasons too. 

    Like, I couldn't have her, for one thing. Unattainable perfection,
right? It hits every kid like a brick wall ten seconds after the onset
of puberty. For another, I'd known Jocelyn since I was born
practically, or at least since Kyle and I had become friends in first
grade. Same thing. She'd been my babysitter for awhile, when I was
nine and ten years old and didn't think I needed one. I hated being
treated like a little kid and I hated being told what to do, but I
didn't resent Jocelyn at all. When she told me to eat my dinner or do
my homework, take a bath maybe and go to bed? Yeah. I liked it a lot.
I wanted her to baby-sit me forever.

    I loved her because she didn't love me. Like how could she? I'm
about four years younger than Jocelyn is and when you're still a
teenager, that's a lifetime. I was her little brother's friend, which
made me a serious suspect. Every little thing that went wrong in her
life, every time she lost her keys or couldn't find her hair brush, it
was our fault. Older sisters are like that, I guess. I don't know. I'm
an only child and I wished I wasn't everytime I saw her.

    All I knew was that I loved Jocelyn and it was such a big secret
that I didn't even share it with Kyle, and I told him everything.
Except that.

    It was raining outside and we'd done everything inside like a
million times. We were just tired of everything, you know? I guess
that's as good a reason as any for what happened. A couple fourteen
year old boys who were already bored with life. Like we'd seen it all
and done it all and washed the t-shirt twice. It sounds funny, but
being fourteen pretty much sucks anyway.

    We both wanted girlfriends, but we didn't know how to get them.
Everytime we tried talking to girls they blew us off. Not cause we
were ugly or retarded, just cause they were thirteen or fourteen like
us and didn't really want boyfriends. At least not boys our age. The
younger girls wanted older boyfriends and the older girls? Forget it,
they wouldn't give us the time of day. So Kyle and I mostly just
talked about which girls were hot and which ones we wanted to have sex
with and later that night I'd jerk off in my bed thinking about
Jocelyn.

    God! Fourteen sucked. It didn't help that I was so little either.
Kyle was growing, his voice was already deep and he was a lot taller
than he'd been just the previous summer. He was a good looking guy;
brown hair cut short, brown eyes. Once he hit fifteen he'd get a
girlfriend, I figured. That was like the magic number. But I was still
just a hair over five feet tall and not even a hundred pounds yet.
Like eighty-five maybe, with my blonde hair kinda long because my mom
thought it was cute. I didn't mind that so much, lotsa cool guys have
long hair and I wanted to be a rockstar if I ever got a guitar. My
eyes are blue and I was a good looking kid, except I looked like I was
twelve or something.

    If I didn't start growing pretty soon, even getting over that
fifteen year old speed bump wasn't going to get me a girlfriend. That
was like the big birthday. Fifteen. A guy could get a girlfriend if he
was fifteen, but not if he still looked twelve. I really didn't like
myself very much. Physically, I mean. I wasn't all depressed or like
gonna jump off a bridge, nothing like that. I just wanted to grow up
and get a girlfriend. How hard was that supposed to be?

    "Where the fuck's my tiara?" The door to Kyle's bedroom burst open
and Jocelyn was frowning at us.

    "I don't know," Kyle blinked at his sister.

    "What's a tiara?" I asked her, trying not to stare because Jocelyn
was dressed like a Princess. 

    She was beautiful anyway, but standing there on that rainy
Saturday afternoon, Jocelyn looked...beautifuler. She wore a pink gown,
like a satin dress that a girl might wear to her prom or something,
except it had been sorta altered. A mini-gown? The skirt was flared
out and barely covered her perfectly round, firm ass. Her pussy too,
for that matter, and I could tell she had pink panties on because I
could see them as she moved. They were almost, but not quite the same
shade of pink as her dress and I swallowed hard and tried to want to
look away.

    I didn't try very hard. Jocelyn's dress was tight around her thin
waist and flat tummy and even tighter around her tits. Not really big
tits, but wonderfully gorgeous breasts that I'd watch grow between the
summer she'd been fourteen and the spring she'd been fifteen. Jocelyn
had been so stressed about her tits and by the time she hit sixteen
they were big, firm, swollen, and...Wow! Jocelyn's tits. And her eyes
were flashing. She had blue eyes, dark like sapphires, and mostly they
were cold, but when she was pissed they got shiny and lively and
caught the light so they flashed. She was pissed now and her long
black hair was pinned up and her lips were red and her high cheeks
flushed. 

    It was like meeting God. Like how I couldn't really do anything or
say anything. I just mostly wanted to do whatever she told me to.
Seriously. I'd have done anything she asked me to right then. Jocelyn
was what a woman was supposed to be, to my mind. Everything I knew
about girls? I learned from watching her. I just couldn't remember any
of it when she was around.

    "My crown, Chrissy," Jocelyn stared at me and I swallowed hard and
she knew I hated to be called that. My name's Christopher, or just
Chris, but I wasn't going to tell her that. I never did.

    "Oh," I said and she rolled those dark eyes and pursed her lips,
deciding that we probably were innocent this time.

    SLAM! 

    Jocelyn never opened a door slowly or closed one gently and she
had special powers. Real ones too. Her parents, my best friend Kyle's
mom and dad? They never got mad at her. She could slam doors all night
and they'd just smile and shrug and say that was Jocelyn being
Jocelyn. She went where she wanted, when she wanted, and with whom she
wanted. Or so it seemed to Kyle and that's how he explained it to me
and I believed him. She had a little red sports car, her own credit
cards, and two celphones. Jocelyn was beautiful, a lot more than her
mom was. She didn't get her good looks from her dad either. He was an
okay guy and Kyle looked normal, but Jocelyn was like from a whole
other gene pool.

    "She's adopted," Kyle said as we stared at the door. He was the
only person on the planet totally unimpressed by his sister. Or so he
pretended, but just being able to do that much was sort of amazing, I
thought.

    "Did you take her thing?" I asked him. "That tiara whatever?"

    "Nah," he grinned at me. "I shoulda taken it though. It's that
crown she got for being Miss Teen Seattle."

    "Oh, she'd kill you, man," I laughed, feeling pretty relieved that
Kyle hadn't taken it. Jocelyn woulda blamed me too.

    "Yeah," he shrugged, tossing his comic book aside.

    "What's she all dressed up for anyway?" 

    "She's just getting ready for some Halloween party."

    "But Halloween isn't until Tuesday," I said dumbly.

    "Duh! She's just getting ready. I told you that," Kyle said. "Hey,
check this out..."

    Kyle had a porn magazine and he'd been wanting to save it for
later because he knew it was cool, but we were bored and he couldn't
wait. It wasn't all that big of a deal. We had internet, so it wasn't
like I'd never seen that stuff before, but I hadn't seen a lot of it.
Just the spam that got past the child filters, so holding a magazine
and being able to check it out was pretty cool. 

    "God, these chicks are hot," I said and Kyle agreed with me. 

    We flipped the pages and didn't really say a whole lot. My dick
was getting hard and I squirmed a little, Kyle too and he was rubbing
at his. That was sort of weird, being next to my best friend while he
played with his dick through his pants, but those girls were showing
everything and pretty soon I was rubbing mine as well. Kyle didn't
care and after maybe fifteen minutes he grinned at me.

    "What?" I asked him.

    "You ever jerk off?" 

    "Yeah," I admitted, kind of reluctantly. "Why?"

    "Me too," Kyle nodded. "I'm gonna jerk off."

    "Where? Here?" I blinked at him. "Now?"

    "Yeah, why not?" he laughed as he started undoing his jeans. "It's
my room anyway."

    "Yeah, but..." I swallowed hard cause the only time I jerked off was
at night in my bed, with the lights off. "What if your sister comes
back?"

    "She won't!" Kyle rolled his eyes. "She's busy doing her costume
thing. She never comes in here."

    "She just did!" I laughed at him.

    "That's my point! She was in her already, so it ain't gonna happen
again. Think about it." Fourteen year old logic, Kyle and me were good
at that.

    "Oh man," I frowned cause I was always thinking about Jocelyn, and
I really didn't want anyone to see me jerking off. Especially her!

    "My balls are gonna explode, dude!" Kyle grinned at me and he had
his pants all the way off and then he was pushing down his underwear.

    "Oh man," I repeated needlessly, looking away even though we'd
seen each other naked like a thousand times. This was different though
and I'd never seen Kyle when his dick was hard, but it was now.

    "Everybody jerks off," Kyle said. "Take yours out."

    "No!" I was still holding the magazine and it was open to some
girl who looked a lot like Jocelyn, except she was older. I liked that
picture a lot.

    "Chicken?" Kyle laughed and I frowned at him, catching sight of
his cock as he played with it. That made me turn red, but Kyle thought
it was because I was scared.

    "Alright. Whatever," I sighed, pushing the magazine at him and I
wasn't sure I wanted to show anybody my dick when it was hard, but
Kyle was my best friend anyway. Everybody jerks off, I told myself and
I soon had my pants and underwear off too.

    "Turn the page, man..." Kyle was holding his dick and I was holding
mine and we were both trying to hold the magazine and look at it. It
was stupid and funny and after my initial nervousness, it didn't
bother me jerking off next to my best friend so much.

    "What the fuck?" Jocelyn's voice made me jump three feet off my
butt. "What are you faggots doing now?"

    "Nothing!" Kyle said and he was trying to cover up his dick with
the magazine, having snatched it out of my numb fingers.

    I just pretty much wanted to go someplace and die.

    "Jerking off?" Jocelyn laughed and I was blushing. I felt hot all
over, but I'm pretty sure I was white as a ghost too. "Let me see
that!"

    I was trying to cover myself up and reach for my clothes but
Jocelyn stopped me cold with those black eyes flashing into mine.

    "Just stay there, Chrissy," she told me, like she was my mom or
something and I swallowed hard. "You too, pervert. Give me that."

    Jocelyn took the magazine away from Kyle and his dick was still
hard, but not mine! I was scared out of my mind, not to mention
humiliated beyond anything I could ever imagine. The girl of my dreams
had caught me beating off. This sucked so bad!

    "You got a nice cock," Jocelyn sorta stopped for a second, smiling
down at her brother's penis as it stood stiffly from his body. It was
sorta big, I guess. Bigger than mine anyway, and Kyle had some pubic
hair already, but he was growing a lot faster than I was. 

    "Uh..." Kyle was pretty red faced too.

    "What have you got?" Jocelyn looked down at me. "Move your hands,
Chrissy. I wanna see your dick."

    "B-But..." I winced and moved my hands because Jocelyn could make me
do anything.

    "Heh! That's cute," she laughed at me and I almost started crying.
"It looks like a clit sorta."

    Jocelyn looked at the magazine for a minute, probably not even
that long and I just looked at her, except I tried not to. I was
pretty confused right then. Scared, humiliated, excited too and I
didn't know why. She'd laughed at me, but now my dick was getting hard
again and that seemed completely wrong. But my cock got hard for wrong
reasons all the time. Sometimes it got hard for no reason at all. 

    Now it was getting hard while Jocelyn stood two feet away from me,
towering above me in a pair of cutoffs and a skinny halter top so I
could see her whole body practically. She was like a Goddess or
something and I felt tiny as I sat there naked from the waist down,
wondering if she'd get really pissed if I covered my growing erection
back up with my hands.

    "What are you looking at, Chrissy?" Jocelyn stared down at me and
I closed my eyes. "You're little dick's getting hard again, huh?"

    "N-Nothing, Jocelyn," I whispered, answering her original
question. I shouldn't have said her name probably, everything I ever
felt for her came out whenever I did and the quail in my voice was
unmistakable.

    "You were looking at me, huh?" she asked and I opened my eyes and
I saw her smiling. "I know you like me, Chrissy."

    "You do?" I asked, barely able to get the words out.

    "You think I'm stupid?" she laughed at me. "You guys jerk off some
more, I want to watch you."

    "Jocelyn..." Kyle stared at her and I couldn't think of anything to
say at all.

    "You want me to show this to mom and dad when they get home?" she
asked her brother. "Tell them what you little perverts were doing with
it?"

    "N-No..." Kyle shook his head.

    "How about you, Chrissy?" Jocelyn looked at me and my dick
withered. "Maybe I'll just tell Kara's little sister all about your
little dick."

    "Wha-What?" I felt my heart stop. Kara was Jocelyn's best friend
and her little sister, Eve, was like the coolest, hottest girl in
eighth grade. If she found out, Eve would tell all her friends and
then everybody at school would know!

    "So, come on," Jocelyn grabbed the chair from Kyle's desk and sat
on it backwards, spreading her long, smooth legs around the back of
it. 

    It was just a couple skinny pieces of aluminum so that chair
didn't hide anything and I could all of a sudden see Jocelyn's tight
pink panties as those shorts were real loose! I could see the hollows
at the top of her thighs, so milky white and soft, and I about had a
heart attack as I realized there were some little black pubic hairs
curling out from under her panties. Jocelyn was like right in front of
us and she knew what she was doing, I thought. She had to!

    "Jerk off," she repeated. "You guys do it good and maybe I'll do
it too."

    "What? Really?" Kyle's mouth dropped open and then he grinned at
her.

    "Do...What?" I asked like I was retarded.

    "Chrissy!" Jocelyn laughed at me. "What happened to your dick? It
was hard a minute ago."

    "I don't know..." I frowned and glanced at Kyle. His cock was harder
than ever and he was staring between her legs cause even though
Jocelyn was his sister, she was still the most beautiful girl in the
city.

    "Play with it," she demanded. "Make it hard again."

    "Ummm..." I thought I was gonna puke. I was so nervous, embarrassed,
scared, and a hundred other things too.

    "That's pretty hopeless, Chrissy," she sighed after watching me
rub my penis for half a minute. It wasn't ever gonna get hard now
though, not when I wanted it to so badly.

    "I'm sorry," I whispered and I couldn't believe I was apologizing
to her, but I was. Kyle was just grinning at me, stroking his cock
slowly while all of his sister's attention was on me.

    "You gotta do something else then," Jocelyn decided.

    "What?" I breathed.

    "If you can't jerk off your little dick, then jerk off Kyle,"
Jocelyn said and she was totally serious.

    "I don't want a guy touching my dick!" Kyle said, staring at his
sister.

    "What?" I stared at her too and that was fast becoming my favorite
word.

    "Hurry up, Chrissy," Jocelyn told me. "Grab my brother's cock.
It's not gonna bite you."

    "Jocelyn!" Kyle looked at me and then back at her.

    "Do it! Or I'll fuck up your pathetic little lives so bad..."
Jocelyn warned us both and I hesitated, but what else could I do?

    "Hey...Chris!" Kyle made like he was going to push me away, but
Jocelyn stared at the boy and he gave in as my right hand tentatively
wrapped itself around his penis.

    "Yeah, like that..." Jocelyn nodded. "Now jerk him off, but do it
slow! I wanna enjoy it."

    I was almost in tears as I felt my best friend's cock under my
fingers. It was different than mine. A lot bigger for one thing, like
half a foot long probably. Mine was only like four inches at the most
and Kyle's was thick too. It was hot and heavy, which felt weird, and
it was soft, like his skin was velvet or something, but underneath it
was super hard. I slid my hand up and down, trying not to think about
what I was doing too much and just stealing looks at Jocelyn's exposed
panties as much as I could.

    "How's that feel, Kyle?" Jocelyn asked her brother, her voice
kinda soft and she licked her lips.

    "Um...Good," Kyle told her and he wasn't looking at her, he was just
watching my hand as I pumped his cock slowly.

    "You like it?" she asked and Kyle nodded. "Yeah, you got a nice
cock for bein' such a rodent. I bet Chrissy likes it too, don't you?"

    "What? No...Um..." I shook my head.

    "Yeah you do," Jocelyn corrected me. "Look at that big cock,
Chrissy. Yeah, jerk it off, that's so cool. Rub your thumb over the
head a little, Kyle's gonna like that."

    I shivered and my body was hot all over as I did what Jocelyn told
me to do. I rubbed my thumb over the smooth head of Kyle's penis,
feeling his precum all warm and slippery. It was spilling down the
shaft and my hand was already slick with the stuff. He got a lot
wetter than I ever did.

    "That feels awesome," Kyle breathed and he was smiling and nodding
his head. "Squeeze it harder."

    "Squeeze it, Chrissy," Jocelyn told me. "Up and down. That's a
real cock. Kyle's gonna have a big dick when he grows up. He's gonna
be a real man, fucking all his girlfriends...Putting that big cock in
their little pussies..."

    Jocelyn was breathing hard and her knees were moving in and out a
little, like she had to go to the bathroom or something. She was
watching us intently and I could tell she liked what I was doing with
her brother. I didn't like it, not really, but I liked Jocelyn. I
loved her and I was making her happy, which was something I'd never
done before in my life. I wanted her to like me, you know? Nothing
else really mattered so long as Jocelyn liked me and gave me that
attention, even if it was bad attention, I didn't care. 

    "I bet you wish you were Kyle's girlfriend, don't you Chrissy?"
Jocelyn asked me and her eyes were shining into mine. "Wouldn't that
be nice? You could play with that big hard cock every day."

    "Heh!" Kyle laughed at that and he was grinning at his sister like
it was a good joke.

    "You'd be a good girlfriend too," Jocelyn was nodding and I was
burning up at her words, dying under her tireless gaze. "You're
already best friends, so you know what he likes. You could make him so
happy, Chrissy."

    "N-no I...couldn't..." I stammered weakly.

    "Keep doing it," Kyle told me. "Don't stop. I'm gonna cum pretty
soon."

    "Yeah, you'd be perfect for each other," Jocelyn decided. "But if
you're gonna be Kyle's girlfriend, you have to be a real one."

    "Chris is gonna be my girlfriend?" Kyle laughed and he thought she
was just teasing us, but he wasn't looking into Jocelyn's eyes. She
liked the idea a lot for some reason and maybe not a good reason
either.

    "No I'm not," I whispered.

    "Keep rubbing that cock, Chrissy," Jocelyn told me. "I know you
like it. You like Kyle too, don't you? He's so big and strong. He
always makes you feel special, doesn't he?"

    "What? I don't..." I didn't know what she was talking about.

    "You need a boyfriend like him," Jocelyn nodded. "A boy who cares
about you and loves you. One who doesn't care if you have a big clit
and little balls. He's gonna love you anyway because you make him feel
so good."

    "What are you...ummm...talking about? Ohhh Chrissy...that's...like that,
faster, okay?" Kyle was breathing harder and he'd called me Chrissy
too?

    "And a girlfriend like Chrissy?" Jocelyn smiled at her brother.
"She'll do anything you want, I bet. I've seen girls like her. They
say no, but they don't mean it."

    "J-Jocelyn..." I couldn't understand what she was saying or why.

    "It feels so good," Kyle sighed and his eyes were glazed, watching
my wet fingers slide around his cock, up and down while he throbbed
beneath them.

    "Are you gonna cum, Kyle?" Jocelyn asked her bother and he was
nodding. "Don't cum yet!" She got off the chair and reached down for
his arm. "Stand up first...Come here...Like this..."

    I sat there leaning against the bed as Kyle stood up, his hard
penis drooling precum as it bobbed up and down. I didn't know what was
going on, and neither did Kyle as Jocelyn turned him around and then
pushed him towards me so that all of a sudden his erection was right
in front of my face. His cock juices dripped onto my t-shirt and I
just stared at it dumbly.

    "Open your mouth, Chrissy," Jocelyn was kneeling beside me. 

    Her left hand moved gently behind my head and her right was
holding her brother's cock. Jocelyn was pulling at it so that Kyle had
to shuffle his feet and move even closer, straddling my thighs and
hips as he stood over me. His cock looked huge right then, ruddy and
glistening and so close to my face that I could smell his sweaty
excitement.

    "N-No!" I was suddenly terrified by what she wanted me to do and I
shook my head and tried to move.

    "Oh man! Chrissy's gonna suck my dick?" Kyle laughed and he didn't
seem to care anymore that we were both boys. His cock was aching for
release and I knew how lust could cloud a boy's mind, believe me. But
my dick was soft and I was totally clear on what I did not want to do!

    "Yes you are," Jocelyn told me and her fingers tightened in my
blonde hair and she was so much stronger than I was. Not just
physically, but in every way possible. I was helpless around her, I
always had been and she knew it even better than I did.

    "P-Please..." I whimpered, looking into her dark eyes and they
seemed almost tender for a change and I felt my heart surge with hope...
or something.

    "Shhh...Just let it happen, Chrissy," Jocelyn whispered. "Open your
mouth for it. Your sexy little mouth...You can do it for me. Just open
up, Chrissy...That's it...You're gonna make me so happy..."

    Jocelyn's lips were touching my ear, her warm breath tickling my
skin. I could smell her and taste her on the air. I could feel the
swell of her perfect tits rubbing against my arm and shoulder as she
leaned against me. I'd never felt her so close to me, so intimate and
gentle. I was confused and my eyes were wet now and I didn't know what
I was doing or why or how. She dominated me so easily and completely,
and my mouth was opening and then...

    "Oh fuck!" Kyle groaned with pleasure as his cock slipped between
my lips and into my wet mouth.

    "Yessss..." Jocelyn hissed into my ear and I was full of her
brother's cock. "Suck it now. Suck my brother's big dick...Show me how
much you love me...Do it for me, Chrissy...Make me happy..."

    "He's sucking my dick!" Kyle almost laughed and I burned with
humiliation. "What a fag!"

    Jocelyn held my head for a little bit, moving me so that my lips
slid back and forth along Kyle's shaft, and she sighed happily
everytime I swallowed down all the spit and precum filling my mouth. I
had no idea how to do it and mostly Kyle was just pushing and pulling
with his hips, working his cock in my mouth like he was fucking me.
Jocelyn let me go and Kyle's hands quickly took her place. He held my
head tightly and pushed his cock too far, making me choke and gag on
it.

    "Just relax, Chrissy...You'll learn," Jocelyn told me and her hands
were all over me. She was rubbing my chest through my t-shirt and a
moment later her hand was beneath it, rubbing my nipples and that felt
kinda good for some reason. I felt her rubbing my soft little dick
with her other hand, two or three fingers massaging it in a small,
gentle circle, letting it flop around loosely and somehow it started
getting hard again. 

    "Suck it! Oh man, that feels so good," Kyle was saying. "That's
the best, Jesus. You cocksucker...Suck my dick, Chrissy!"

    "Mmmm...Somebody likes sucking cock," Jocelyn giggled softly and she
was working my smallish erection in her fist now. "Do it nice, Chrissy...
Make him cum in your mouth...Your clitty's so hard now, doesn't that
feel good?"

    "Ummm this is so cool..." Kyle was breathing hard, panting the words
as he worked his cock in and out of my mouth faster and I could barely
keep up. "I can't believe Chrissy's really sucking my dick...Oh! Man!"

    The wetness was running down my chin and neck and I gagged every
now and then, but mostly I was sucking him better, learning how to do
it. I wanted to make Jocelyn happy. I wanted her to make me cum. I'd
dreamt of it a million times, Jocelyn and me...But not like this! I
closed my eyes with shame and I could barely tell one emotion from
another, I was so confused.

    "Cum in Chrissy's mouth, Kyle," Jocelyn told her brother while she
jerked me off. "You have to teach your girlfriend how to do it right.
Make her swallow it. Show her who's the boss."

    "Yeah, fuck...I'm gonna cum!" Kyle gasped. "She's gonna swallow it!"

    I was going to cum too and I was wriggling my tongue without
thinking about it and sort of sucking Kyle's cock like it was a big,
hard straw. I made sloppy, wet noises, slurpy sounds that filled my
ears. My little cock was throbbing and then I felt something around
it. Something impossibly warm and soft and wet and I couldn't see her,
but I knew Jocelyn was sucking my cock! I was gonna cum in like three
seconds and I lifted my hips, but she had all of my dick between her
lips anyway and my balls were going to explode!

    "Oh fuck!" Kyle gasped and arched his back, pulling my face
against him so that the swollen head of his cock banged against the
back of my mouth painfully. I choked and suddenly felt his cum
flooding into me. His cock pulsed rapidly, ejaculating his sperm in
quick spurts that I could actually feel. It was hot and salty and
gooey like snot and I swallowed hard without really thinking about it
until after it happened, like it was a reflex or whatever.

    I was cumming too, almost at the exact same time. While I was
choking down Kyle's sperm, Jocelyn was taking mine into her mouth
easily. She didn't even flinch, but just moaned softly as my heart
seemed to burst with the effort of emptying my balls onto her expert
tongue. Just like Kyle was doing to me, I realized and I almost
retched and threw up his cum, but I didn't. I could hardly breathe
when he relaxed and pulled his cock back a little. My whole mouth was
coated with his semen, all creamy and almost bitter sort of, but not
really. I didn't know what it tasted like, but my stomach was full of
it and I felt like I had a big gob of phlegm stuck in my throat. I
kept swallowing thickly, hoping it would all stay down.

    Kyle kept his cock on my bruised and swollen bottom lip and it
took half a minute before the last, weak spasms finally stopped. He'd
left his sperm on my tongue and there was a pool of it there, I could
feel it, and when he pulled his cock out of my mouth completely I
didn't want to swallow anymore. But then Jocelyn lifted her head and
brought her lips to mine. I was so surprised and my mouth was already
open, but all of a sudden there was a fresh flood of creamy boy cum
being pushed inside me. It was my own sperm that she'd collected and
held for me and now Jocelyn had her tongue in my mouth, embracing me
tightly in her arms and pulling me against her tits.

    I had no choice and I swallowed it all for her in three or four
little gulps. She kept kissing me though. She didn't stop and my foggy
brain was telling me I was in heaven. I forgot about what I'd done.
Jocelyn was making out with me. The finest, most beautiful girl in the
whole world was licking the inside of my mouth with her tongue. I
lifted my hands, slowly because I was afraid I'd spoil whatever was
happening, but she let me touch her. I stroked Jocelyn's back and even
the sides of her tits, my whole body trembling with excitement. My
dick was hard again and I probably could have cum again, just from
doing that.

    Jocelyn was kissing me!

    "Whew..." she breathed and smiled at me and I was smiling back. "You
kiss pretty good, Chrissy!"

    "I do?" I gasped, trying to get air into my lungs and I couldn't
stop smiling as we looked at each other.

    "Fuck yeah," she nodded. "You're gonna be a good girlfriend."

    "What? But..." I blinked at her because I thought I was her
boyfriend now. We'd just kissed and everything!

    "I can't believe you sucked my dick," Kyle was grinning at me.
"You swallowed that stuff too! That's so faggy, man!"

    "Leave her alone, Kyle," Jocelyn told her brother. "She just
sucked your dick, you should be thanking her."

    "Shut-up," I frowned at him and then I caught what Jocelyn had
just said. I wasn't a she or a her!

    "He's just excited," Jocelyn told me. "Boys are jerks mostly until
they want something. Come on, we'll go to my room. Kyle's not going to
tease you after we get you all made up."

    "Made up?" I wondered.

    "Yeah," Jocelyn smiled at me. "You can be a cheerleader."

    "What?" I stared at her.

    "A cheerleader!" Kyle laughed, but he was looking at me too and I
blushed. "I'm gonna have a cheerleader girlfriend? That's so cool!"

    "Yeah, why not?" Jocelyn shrugged. "You're gonna be hot, trust me.
All the boys are gonna want to know you."

    "I'm a boy though," I protested nervously, looking down at my feet
and they were already moving.

    "Not anymore, Chrissy," Jocelyn giggled and I would have followed
that sound anywhere.



End
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