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	Bob Dresses for Halloween
	By LaffWithMe
	(c) 1995, 1999 LaffWithMe Press
	Internet laffwithme99@yahoo.com


 Synopsis: With his wife's blessing and encouragement
 Bob ventures out on his first cross-dressing foray.
 Let us say he is deeply impacted by the experience.
 (MM, First time, Dress)


 Bob was trembling as he walked through the women's
 section of the large department store. There were very
 few people in the store this morning, yet he was
 certain that each of them was watching him. Seeing his
 wife should have calmed him but it didn't.

 "See, Bob, I told you the floor would be empty this
 morning. Come back to the fitting rooms, I think I've
 got some great outfits for you to look at."

 "Jesus Casey, I don't know if this is really going to
 work. Maybe we should forget it." Bob replied.

 "Oh no, you're not going to chicken out on me now."
 Casey grabbed his arm and pulled him through the
 curtain, then into a small cubicle. "You said you
 wanted to do it and I think it's a turn-on. Anyway,
 you'll never know if you like it until you actually
 try it. And what better time than Halloween?"

 The 'it' in question was something that had haunted
 Bob since he was a teenager, maybe even before that.
 The 'it' was his fascination with women's clothing -
 no, not a fascination, a desire to dress in women's
 clothing. It was more than just dressing the part,
 he knew down deep, that he wanted to experience being
 a woman. 

 "Now strip while I go get your new wardrobe". At this
 point it seemed that Casey was more excited about this
 adventure than Bob. As the cubicle door swung closed,
 Bob stripped to his nylon bikini shorts. He watched
 himself in the mirror as each piece of clothing was
 removed. Then, almost naked, he examined himself more
 closely, trying to imagine how he would look in...
 Shit, he had a hard time even thinking of the word...
 'drag'.  

 Still, he did think he had a nice body, for a man or
 a woman. His five foot eight inch frame was lean and
 firm. He had continued to swim and run marathons, the
 sports that had gotten him small scholarships in
 college. His rich brown eyes made a nice contrast to
 his fair Nordic skin and collar length blond hair.
 His nose was very straight; it almost seemed to be a
 pointer to his lips that were slightly large and full
 in appearance. He shrugged his shoulders, flexed his
 muscles slightly, noticed his nipples move as he did
 so. He absent-mindedly pinched one and brought it to
 erection. His nipples were almost as large as Casey's
 were and very sensitive. His bikini shorts were snug
 and he could clearly see the outline of his cock and
 balls. Turning to view his profile, he decided that
 he had a nice ass atop his well-shaped legs.

 Casey was suddenly back with an armload of clothing.
 "Preening?" she said. "Here, start with these panty
 hose, but don't get attached to them. I think some
 nice patterned nylons will look better. 

 Bob opened the package and removed the pantyhose,
 pausing to feel the texture. Casey watched and smiled.
 As Bob slipped on the stockings he saw the look in
 Casey's eye. That same look when she had caught him
 trying on her pantyhose a few weeks before. He had 
 been embarrassed and ashamed when she walked in, fully
 expecting her to be furious. Instead she had a devilish
 look in her eye and a clearly mischievous grin on her
 face.  Bob had known early in their relationship that
 Casey enjoyed some unusual sexual activities. In fact,
 when he met her, he thought she was gay. Thus it was
 no real surprise when she was the one to suggest that
 he dress for Halloween. 

 Casey knelt in front of Bob and smoothed the stockings
 from ankle to thigh. The feel of her hands sliding over
 the nylon on his legs, the press of the panty top
 against his cock caused his cock to swell. Casey looked
 at the sharp outline of the hard cock bulging against
 the thin shorts and sheer pantyhose. She could clearly
 see the balls separated by the seam of the stockings,
 the shaft pressed to the side, the flair of the cock
 head. 

 She pressed her face to the knob and kissed it lightly.
 "Well sweetheart, I see we're going to have a problem
 hiding this little monster" she laughed. Not that Bob
 had a monster. On the contrary it was probably slightly
 small, but in Casey's view was perfectly shaped. The
 shaft was very straight with a prominent blue vein down
 the side. Casey loved feeling this vein bulge and pulse
 as her tongue caressed it. The shaft was crowned with
 a large head that looked like some kind of helmet. What
 Casey enjoyed most was the fact that this cock would
 get extremely hard. When Bob got aroused his cock truly
 felt like a bone wrapped in warm skin.

 "Casey, I don't think we should do anything here. Let
 me just try on the clothes before anyone comes in." Bob
 knew that his wife loved sex just about every way
 except in the bedroom with the lights off. Despite his
 hard cock he didn't want to be fucking in the women's
 fitting room of the biggest store in town. 

 Casey rubbed her cheek against the solid bulge. "But
 sweetheart, you can't try on clothes with this big cock
 sticking out. It'll ruin the line." She was hooking her
 fingers into his briefs, pulling down the panty hose
 and briefs together.  In a second his cock sprung free
 of the confinement. 

 Casey talked to the cock swaying in front of her nose.
 "Oh poor baby, you're so pale and white. Hasn't daddy
 let you play out in the sun? Let mommy kiss that pretty
 pink head of yours." 

 She grabbed the shaft, brought it to her lips and began
 kissing the end. She held the tip to her lips and
 french kissed it several time, licking the point of her
 tongue into the hole. She soon was rewarded with drops
 of precum oozing out to meet her tongue. She tightened
 her grip on the bone; watched the head turn a darker
 shade as she squeezed the blood engorged shaft. The
 blue vein swelled and she licked it then sucked the
 cock into her mouth.

 Bob groaned and gave up to the pleasure. He held her
 head and began pumping his cock into her mouth as she
 expertly sucked and tongued the shaft. Her hand worked
 the shaft back and forth, jacking him off into her
 mouth. She reached down, pushed her hand beneath her
 waistband and began finger fucking herself in time to
 the cock fucking her mouth. Bob could hear voices in
 the distance but it was too late to stop. He felt his
 juices begin to boil. He moaned and fucked her face
 harder. Casey let her tongue work it's magic and
 quickly brought Bob to a climax. She felt his cock
 pulse in her hand; she sucked and drank as the cum
 spurt into her mouth. She rubbed her own clit rapidly,
 achieving a small orgasm for herself.

 "Now, don't you feel better?" she said as she stuffed
 his now limp cock back into his briefs, then pulled
 them up along with the pantyhose.

 Casey stood, retrieved a lacy black bra which she
 slipped onto him. Bob shivered with excitement as she
 snapped the bra in place. The bra had padding in the
 cups and he could feel the structure of the bra pushing
 against his pectorals. "I was thinking of going for
 bigger boobs," he said, as he looked down at the small
 cups.

 "Oh shit, you guys and your tit mania! Look, big tits
 will look really fake on you. Look in the mirror, this
 thing actually gives you a little bit of cleavage."

 Bob turned to the mirror and leaned forward slightly,
 amazed at how sexy he felt in bra and panty hose.
 Marveling that indeed this bra managed to push his
 chest enough to give a hint of rounded flesh. 

 "Here you go, baby, you're going to like this." Casey
 pulled a black sheath from behind some other dresses.
 "Slip this on."

 Bob wiggled into the dress, feeling it cling to his
 body. He felt as if he was wrapped in black SaranWrap.
 The dress fit perfectly. It had a long slit up one
 side; no sleeves, a high neck and a heart shaped
 opening in the bodice. The point of the heart accen-
 tuated the newly formed little tits that the bra
 forced up. 

 "Here. Step into these shoes." Casey slid a pair of
 low heeled, black, open shoes onto his feet. "Move
 around a little bit now. Let's see how this is going
 to work."

 Bob stepped haltingly back and forth in front of the
 mirror. Wobbling on the low heels, he looked rather
 ungainly yet he was clearly going to be striking in
 this outfit. He moved his leg and watched as the slit
 on the dress opened to reveal skin almost to his ass.
 
 "Goddam baby. You do have a pair of legs! Let's see
 how that ass looks." Casey turned him to view a
 profile. His ass bulged out seductively; his chest had
 a nice curve as if he really had firm small breasts.
 His cock was again throbbing and pushed out at the
 material! "Oh shit, sweetheart. We just have to do
 something about that cock of yours. We'll have to try
 some tummy tuck panties, maybe the elastic will be
 enough to contain you."

 All in all, even without makeup, Bob had become a very
 sexy looking girl. He could hardly contain his excite-
 ment. 

 "Let's try on a couple of these other dresses, but I
 think that one is going to be the best", Casey said.

 Reluctantly, he removed the dress and tried on the
 others that she had brought him. However, nothing
 could top the sheath with the slit up the side.

 In the days that followed, Bob practiced walking in
 his new heels. He insisted on wearing his new outfit
 every night, to the point that Casey had to stop him
 lest he wear it out before the big night.

 She taught him how to sit, how to walk. She tried to
 teach him how to dance. This turned out to be the
 second most difficult part of the transition. They
 made some progress but decided not to worry about it.
 They would be together and would only be dancing with
 each other so they figured no one would notice who
 was leading whom.

 Even more difficult was Bob's voice. Unfortunately,
 although his body was not large, his voice was very
 deep. They decided that Casey would do all the talking
 whenever possible. Bob would limit himself to one word
 answers or better, just utter 'uh huh', 'ummm', etc.

 Finally, Saturday arrived. Bob was so nervous he
 couldn't shave himself. Casey, carefully shaved his
 face, then his legs and arms and underarms. She helped
 him dress, then draped a towel around him as she
 applied the final touches of makeup. When she was
 finished, they both agreed that he was now a very
 attractive she.

 Casey, would be the husband tonight. She dressed
 quickly and didn't worry too much about it. Although
 she had been to a few lesbian affairs where she
 dressed as the man, she didn't get excited about it.
 Even so, her athletic body allowed her to be a very
 passable male. As they were about to leave, they
 paused for one final look in the mirror. They looked
 like any couple dressed to go to dinner or dancing
 except that Casey wore a black eyemask and Bob wore
 a rhinestone crown on his head. Beyond that, the
 only thing that looked unusual about them was the
 fact that 'Bobbie' was a few inches taller than
 Casey.

 When they pulled up to the valet parking at the hotel,
 Bob started to open the door. Casey caught his arm.
 "Wait, honey, let the boy open it."

 Just then a grinning teenage boy opened the car door.
 As Bob swung his legs around to get out, the slit in
 the dress opened to reveal his complete leg. He heard
 the sudden gasp of the boy as the teenager helped him
 exit the car. Bob's heart jumped. He looked at the
 boy's face and saw the horny young eyes staring at 
 the body in the black dress.

 Casey came around. "C'mon sweetheart. Let's not get
 the boy's hopes up", she laughed. Bob was thrilled,
 that kid was actually looking at him and seeing a
 woman.

 They made their way into the ballroom, which was
 nearly filled. The range of costumes was phenomenal,
 some obviously rented for the occasion; others looked
 as if the wearer had prepared for months for this
 evening. All of the tables anywhere near the dance
 floor were occupied. Casey spotted some empty tables
 in a distant corner and directed Bob to one of them.
 They were both getting into the role reversals and
 Bob allowed Casey to pull a chair out for him.

 As they walked across the floor, Bob pulled his
 shoulders back and pushed his small boobs forward.
 He was rewarded with a few glances from men in the
 area.

 Casey ordered whiskey sours for both of them. She
 flirted with the waitress who didn't seem very
 interested, or maybe realized Casey was female in
 drag. Bob drank his drink rather quickly and Casey
 ordered another. "Slow down sweetheart. We're going
 to be here for a few hours. I don't want you to get
 sloppy drunk and run off with some guy" she laughed.
 They chatted and watched the crowd, finished the
 second drink.

 "Ok, before you start your third drink, I think we
 should dance", she said.

 "Not yet. I don't think I can do it here in public."

 "C'mon. I'll lead, you just follow. Nobody's going to
 see you if you just sit here in the corner" she
 coaxed.

 That was the magic word. Yes he wanted to be seen. He
 wanted to flaunt his new persona, see heads turn to
 look at him. The music was loud and fast. Bob started
 cautiously but was soon dancing as seductively as he
 knew how. The dance floor was crowded and perhaps not
 as many men were looking at him as he imagined. Still
 he was certain that many of the errant bumps against
 his ass were not errant at all. He felt an occasional
 hand grab his well-shaped ass.

 The band worked its way through several fast tunes
 with an occasional slow piece inserted to give them
 a rest. The band took a break; Bob looked at his
 watch. "Geez, almost 11. This is hot, I know some guy
 grabbed my ass", he said as they dropped into their
 chairs. Casey ordered another round of drinks. 

 The band returned, the music started. Just as Casey
 was about to take Bob out on the floor again, a man
 approached the table. "Excuse me, would you mind if I
 danced with your wife?"

 "No, go right..." Bob began, only to be quickly
 silenced by Casey as she said, "I think she'd love
 another partner."

 Bob froze. The man extended a hand, "Thank you, you
 do look fabulous tonight."

 Bob hesitated. "Go ahead Bobbie, I'll just sit and
 watch," Casey said as she nudged Bob under the table.
 "She's a little shy, self conscious about dancing with
 strangers," laughed Casey.

 Bob looked at the man dressed in a Spiderman costume.
 He appeared to be about 40 or 50, maybe six feet tall
 and slightly heavy. Probably once was athletic but
 obviously did not exercise. Bob allowed his hand to
 be grasped by the stranger. Casey and Bob both noticed
 the man looking at Bob's leg exposed by the slit in
 the dress.

 "My names Ted.  And you're Bobbie?"

 "Uh huh."

 "Is that short for Barbara?"

 "Uh huh."

 At last they were on the dance floor. At least it was
 a fast dance so Bob didn't have to worry about follow-
 ing. Also, the loud music and distance between them
 negated Ted's attempts at conversation. As the song
 progressed, Bob again began enjoying shaking his body.
 He found it very arousing knowing this man was watching
 every move he made. He felt the man's hand glide across
 his body whenever they were close. 

 The music stopped, Bob turned towards Casey at the
 table. 

 "How about one more? My wife's gone off with a friend
 and I really feel like dancing", Ted said as he grabbed
 Bob's hand. Bob saw Casey staring across the floor at
 him; she was grinning wildly. 

 "Well, Bobbie? Just one more? It doesn't look like
 your husband will care."

 The music started. Bob turned and smiled at Ted, "OK".
 Another fast dance and Bob was now at his sexiest to
 date. He saw Ted's eyes savor the views of his leg as
 he thrust it out through the slit in the dress. He
 noticed that Ted frequently looked at the heart shaped
 opening, trying to see past the material to what Bob
 wished were real tits.

 The music ended, Ted grabbed Bob in a final spin,
 holding him close for a few seconds. Then Ted took
 Bob's hand and walked him back to Casey. "That's one
 hot number. I want to thank you for making my evening.
 In fact, would you let me buy you two a drink?"

 "Sounds like a good idea" Casey replied as she pulled
 a chair around for Ted. She placed the chair so that
 Bob was between them.

 "You folks staying at the hotel?" asked Ted.  

 "No, we live here in town." replied Casey.

 "Oh, we do to. This is our third year coming to this
 and we decided that it would be fun to get a room.
 That way we don't face driving home plastered." Ted
 laughed. "My wife met a friend and deserted me just
 when I was getting warmed up for some dancing. That's
 why I asked you," he said looking at Bob, "that and
 the fact that I saw you on the floor."

 "Oh," Bob smiled.

 As the music played, Ted bought a couple of rounds of
 drinks. He carried most of the conversation. Bob
 managed a few "uh huh's". Finally Ted asked Bob to
 dance, again a nice fast dance. Bob, feeling the glow
 of his whiskey sours, didn't hesitate this time. Casey
 didn't have to coax him; he was up quickly holding
 Ted's hand. When the dance ended, Ted held Bob's hand.
 "Another?"

 "OK," Bob whispered.
The music started. It was a slow dance. Bob felt Ted
 wrap his arm around him, without thinking about it,
 Bob was dancing. As the dance progressed, Ted pulled
 Bob against him. Bob became aware that Ted had a rather
 substantial hard on. He could feel Ted pressing his
 cock into him. He felt Ted's hand begin to rub his ass,
 soft firm squeezes, pulling Bob into the hard meat.

 Bob's cock responded, it grew stiff and hard, pressing
 against the tummy tuck panties, pushing out against
 the panty hose, making a bulge in the black sheath
 dress. He was sure that Ted could feel his hard cock
 just as he felt Ted's.

 "Umm, Bobbie. That feels real good. You are very good.
 How long have you been doing this?"

 "Huh?" Bob worried.

 "Dressing. How long have you been dressing?"

 "Uh uh, uhno," Bob mumbled. His cock melted as he
 realized that this man knew.

 Ted placed both hands on Bob's ass, pulled firmly and
 ground his cock into Bob. "You're the hottest I've
 seen. You can talk to me. Tell me, how long?"

 "First time?" Bob mumbled, unsure what to do.

 "Un-fucking believable. This really is just your
 Halloween costume? I don't believe it, you're too good
 and too into it for this to be just for Halloween."

 "Really, this is the first time. I, uh..uh.." Bob was
 nervous. He still felt Ted's hard cock pressing into
 him, still swayed to the music allowing Ted to grind
 the hard meat against him, was still enjoying the
 firm hands on his ass.

 "Maybe, but you like it. I can feel it. You like
 showing off your legs, fantastic legs! You like
 having me look down your dress, checking out your
 tits. You feel my cock don't you? Feel it hard. I
 could feel you get hard to. I feel it getting hard
 again, right now," and Ted pressed his cock into Bob.

 "Yeah, I do, I like it," Bob said, realizing that he
 was doing something he had always wanted to do. 

 The music stopped. The two returned to the table.
 Casey had been watching. She could tell that Ted had
 figured out Bobbie was Bob. What she wondered was how
 Bob was going to react.

 "This thing's almost over. Would you two like to come
 up to my room for a nightcap? My wife won't be back
 for hours."

 "What do you think Bobbie? Sounds like a good idea to
 me," Casey said.

 "Ahh, I don't think so. If your wife comes back she
 might be upset." Bob fidgeted.

 "Look, don't be shocked. She's gone off with a man we
 met here tonight. We have sort of an open relationship.
 She doesn't get turned on by some of my interests so
 we each have our own fun occasionally."

 "What kind of interests? Casey laughed. "Not a serial
 killer I hope."

 "No, no, no. Can I be honest? I'm bi. I get really
 turned on by TV's and TS's. I just thought it would
 be nice to talk for a while. I just can't believe this
 is Bobbie's first time out."

 Bob flinched at this reference. He had never thought
 of himself as a transvestite or transsexual or even
 bisexual. This was going further and faster than Bob
 had anticipated. On the one hand he was reveling in
 Ted's attention and compliments, had gotten more
 excited than he ever imagined when he felt the man's
 hard cock pressing into him on the dance floor. On
 the other hand he was frightened at the prospect that
 this was probably leading to his first sexual contact
 with a man. 

 Once again it was Casey who pressed the situation.
 "OK Ted, lead the way."

 Casey and Ted did all the talking on the way to the
 room. Once there, Ted mixed them all a drink. The
 room was large with a small couch and chair forming
 a sitting area at the foot of the king-size bed.
 Casey was quick to settle into the chair leaving Bob
 to share the couch with Ted. It was clear that Casey
 was signaling to Bob that she wanted him to go for it.
 
 Ted handed them the drinks, "Hope these aren't too
 strong. Do you mind if I change out of this silly
 costume?"

 "Go ahead."

 Ted stepped into the walk-in closet and in a minute
 reappeared in sweatshirt and loose cotton shorts.

 He settled in next to Bob. The slit on Bob's dress
 exposed most of his leg; he shivered as he felt Ted's
 bare leg now pressing against it. 

 Ted dropped his hand onto Bob's thigh, "You know I
 heard a couple of women on the dance floor envying you
 these legs. I can't say that I blame them. This feels
 exceptional." Ted slowly rubbed the warm thigh.

 Bob's cock started to get hard. "Thanks. I run a lot."
 He didn't know what to say or what to do. He looked
 down at Ted's lap and saw the cock outlined in the
 short pant leg. The outline reached almost to the cuff.
 
 Ted's hand worked slowly up the inside of Bob's thigh
 and was now rubbing next to his balls. Ted seemed to
 be avoiding actually touching Bob's balls or cock,
 both of which were throbbing inside the panty hose.

 Then Ted withdrew his hand, moved it to Bob's hair. As
 he stroked the shoulder length blond tresses, he
 included caresses of the neck. "You have beautiful
 hair. You are very lucky. It is so sexy to find someone
 with real hair rather than a wig. Do you like this?
 You feel tense. Just relax." 

 "Yeah, that feels good. Especially on the neck. I like
 that."

 With that encouragement, Ted began an affectionate
 massage of Bob's neck. Then with his other hand he
 took Bob's hand. Ted softly but firmly pulled Bob's
 hand onto the bulge in the cotton shorts, then pressed.
 Another shiver of excitement. Bob squeezed the cock.
 It was hard and very warm. 

 Bob grabbed the cock through the material and gently
 stroked it. He looked down and watched his hand rubbing
 the lump in the shorts. He watched as he pulled back
 and the pant leg drew back. He saw the tip of Ted's
 cock peek out from beneath the material. He did this a
 few times, each time exposing more of the dull red cock
 head. Then when the head was in full view, he moved his
 fingers over to touch the naked skin. He rubbed the
 flared head along the ridge then down to the piss hole,
 felt the slick precum, rubbed the precum around the end
 of the shaft.

 He moved his fingers down the length of the shaft,
 drawing it out from beneath the cotton shorts. It
 looked larger than his own cock. Both longer and
 thicker. It was hard but didn't have the same feel
 that his own cock had. This cock felt softer, more
 like a sausage or hot dog. Ted reached down and drew
 aside the leg of his shorts, completely freeing the
 warm shaft and the balls beneath.

 Then as Bob lifted the thick meat to better view the
 balls, he felt Ted's hand return to the inside of his
 thigh. This time the hand worked its way under the
 dress then proceeded to the hard cock. Bob spread his
 legs and enjoyed the feel of the panties being rubbed
 against his cock, the feel of the hand pressing against
 his shaft.

 He looked at Ted's balls. A huge wrinkled sack that
 moved up and down as Bob stroked the cock up and down.
 He slid his hand down to feel the balls, he cupped
 them in his hand, lifting them slightly, feeling their
 weight. His hand returned to stroking the shaft.

 Bob glanced up at Casey. She sat quietly, clearly
 enjoying the show. She had a hand inside her shirt.
 Bob knew she was pinching her nipples. The fact that
 she was there added to his excitement removed his
 apprehension and fear. 

 As Bob bent forward to enjoy the sight of this cock in
 his hand, he felt Ted's hand still caressing his neck,
 fondling the blond locks, but now also gently pressing
 Bob closer to the cock. "Go ahead Bobbie, get next to
 it. Touch it. Touch it with your tongue."

 Bob didn't resist, he knew that he wanted to feel the
 cock on his face, in his mouth. He allowed his head
 to be pushed next to the cock. Bob moved his hand back
 to the balls, he saw Ted's hand wrap around the thick
 cock then rub the warm shaft against Bob's cheek. Ted
 rubbed the firm meat all around Bob's face, then rubbed
 the head against his closed lips. Bob could feel the
 slippery precum as the tip slid across his lips. "Lick
 it, Bobbie.  Give it a nice kiss."

 Bob stuck his tongue out, licked gingerly on the very
 end, felt the piss hole with his tongue. He licked
 around the head, gaining confidence and enthusiasm.
 Ted's hand dropped away from the shaft, Bob opened his
 mouth and swallowed the head. He licked around the
 head while holding his mouth still, his lips locked 
 just over the high crown of Ted's cock head. He felt
 Ted move up and down very slightly, ever so slightly
 fucking Bob's mouth. Bob went down further on the
 shaft but gagged when he had only half of it in.

 "That's ok Bobbie. Just suck the end. Just lick and
 suck, you're doing great. Squeeze my cock while you
 suck it, ok Bobbie. Hmmmmm."

 Bob felt both of Ted's hands on his head now, running
 his fingers through Bob's hair.  Bob worked the thick
 shaft in and out of his mouth, swirled his tongue
 around feeling the flared head, probing the small pee
 hole. His jaws were getting tired. He pulled his face
 off the cock, rubbed the wet shaft around his face
 again. Ted's hands still on Bob's head now pulled him
 up. Suddenly Ted was kissing him. Without a thought,
 Bob returned the kiss, sucked the tongue that Ted sent
 into his mouth. Returned the tongue favor to Ted.

 "I wanna fuck you. I wanna fuck that beautiful ass of
 yours. I wanna feel those fabulous legs over my
 shoulders", Ted breathed into Bob's ear.

 Bob realized that he had known all along it would come
 to this. He was so excited and so scared that he
 couldn't speak. He wasn't really afraid of being fucked
 in the ass. Casey had fucked him a few times with a
 dildo. He liked it. He was really afraid of finding out
 that he liked having a man fuck him in the ass.

 Ted didn't wait for an answer. He lifted Bob to his
 feet and began undressing him. Bob didn't resist; he
 just sort of allowed Ted to control and direct him now.
 With an alacrity that bespoke much experience at this,
 Ted soon had Bob naked and on the bed. Ted shed his
 shorts and sweatshirt, retrieved some lubricant from 
 a shaving kit, and lay down next to Bob. 

 Ted pulled the trim young body close, stroking his back
 and ass. Bob felt the warmth of Ted's body against his
 own. He felt his own hard cock pressing into Ted. He
 felt Ted's thicker hard cock pressing back. He reached
 between them, found the hard shaft and began stroking
 it, rubbing it against his belly. Ted resumed kissing
 Bob. Almost immediately the two were feverishly
 tonguing each other's mouth.  Ted took Bob's cock,
 pulled it to his own, then held both cocks in his hand
 and squeezed them together. Bob's cock felt the warm,
 hard cock. Ted continued this double jack off for
 awhile as they kissed.

 Ted rolled over on top of Bob. Bob looked down his
 belly and saw the two cocks; Ted's on top of his. Ted
 rocked back and forth, rubbing his cock on top of Bob's
 as Bob watched in excitement. He watched as Ted applied
 lubricant to the thick cock, liberally greasing the
 dark red head. 

 He tensed with anticipation and anxiety as Ted lifted
 Bob's legs to gain access to the virgin ass hole. Bob
 felt Ted's finger rubbing lube around the ass hole
 then slide in. Ted slid his finger in and out a few
 times, as he did this he stroked Bob's hard cock. Then
 Ted brought his own large cock to replace the finger.
 With gentle firm prods, Ted pressed against the
 puckered hole. The head of Ted's cock slowly spread
 the opening a little more with each slight push. Bob
 tried to push his ass into the cock, anxious to feel
 it inside of him.

 Bob winced as the head finally gained entry. Ted
 paused to let the ass hole adjust then pressed in a
 little more of his cock. The cock now moved more
 easily. Ted began slowly fucking Bob's ass and at the
 same time stroking Bob's cock. 

 "You like it Bobbie?  You like my big cock in your
 sweet ass?"

 "Oh god yes. Oh shit it feels so big in my ass."

 "That's because you've got the tightest ass I've ever
 fucked. And the hardest cock. Shit your cock is like
 a rock."

 "Fuck me. I want to be fucked!"

 Ted could feel Bob's ass hole tighten around his cock.
 He pressed deeper on each stroke so that he was soon
 burying the full length of his cock in Bob's ass. He
 rubbed some more lube on the shaft of his cock, then
 began fucking faster. He looked down at Bob beneath
 him. Even without his dress, he still looked gorgeous.
 
 His makeup was still quite good, his shoulder length
 blond hair, his delicate features. And the kid was a
 virgin! Ted was in heaven.

 Once Ted added the additional lube and had buried all
 of his cock in Bob's ass, Bob started to feel really
 good. He could feel the thick shaft as it moved in and
 out of his ass, he could feel the huge balls slap
 against his ass. He liked it! He loved it!

 Ted could feel himself getting close to cumming. He
 stroked Bob's cock expertly, trying to get the young
 man to cum close to the same time as himself. He knew
 that was the best. To be shooting his hot load into a
 guy's ass and jerking the guys cock to shoot cum all
 over at the same time. 

 "Are you close Bobbie?  Do you feel it? Feel my cock
 ramming you. Are you ready to cum baby?"

 "Do it. Do it harder. Yes I'm close, jack me off, fuck
 me, fuck me, fuck my ass!"

 Ted couldn't wait any longer. His balls ached and his
 cock throbbed as he rammed into Bob's ass. He groaned
 and buried his cock deep into the ass as he felt the
 cum bursting forth. It was now down to a few great cum
 strokes, feeling the cum fill the ass, feeling the cum
 squeeze around the hard cock and dribble out down his
 balls.

 Ted stroked Bob's cock hoping for a mutual climax from
 his partner. When Bob felt the sudden warmth in his
 ass, felt the juices filling him, heard the groans of
 pleasure from Ted, Bob's body responded. As soon as
 Ted was finished cumming, Bob's cock spewed forth a
 jet of cum that shot several feet in the air. 

 "Yes! Yes! Ohh yes! Shit yes!" Bob yelled as he
 continued to spurt cum from the sinewy bone. Ted
 marveled as burst after burst issued from the cock in
 his hand. With each burst, Bob rammed his ass back
 forcing Ted's cock deeper into his ass.

 Ted started to pull out. 

 "No, wait. Leave your cock in. I want to feel it in my
 ass a little longer."

 Ted tried to hold his cock in, tried to keep it hard
 but it was soon soft and slid out of the slippery hole
 that was now stretched wide by the furious fucking,
 was now slick with lube and cum juice.

 "That calls for another drink!" Ted moved to the liquor
 bottle.

 Casey came to the bed. "That was hot sweetheart. I
 think you waited to long for that."

 "Geez Casey. I had no idea. I mean..."

 "Shh. I understand," she pressed a finger to Bob's
 lips.

 Ted returned with fresh drinks, "You two want to stay
 the night, or I guess I should say morning," he
 chuckled.

 "No, I think we'll go."

 "Well, give me your number. I'd like to get together
 again. I meant it when I said you are fabulous."

 "Why don't we take your number? This is a new area for
 us. Maybe you'll just have to wait until next
 Halloween," Bob laughed.

 They finished their drinks and said goodnight.



	The End

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