("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2008. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- My Sexuality - 6 by Sassy Spank Meh (address withheld) *** Part six of the, my sexuality series continues, with a trip to the beach. Not a normal beach, of course. (mm- teens, mast, oral, anal, bd) *** I didn't exactly tell George everything that Billy and I did. If you want to know, by all means. It started the morning after he and I slept together... I woke up and found Billy still clinging to my neck. I gently nudged him, and we walked out into the living room. I saw a piece of paper on the table. I picked it up, read it to myself, and then kissed Billy right on the lips. "What does it say?" he asked me sleepily. I read aloud: "Ryan, William. Out for the day, shopping at the flea market. Food in fridge. See you this afternoon. ~ Mom and Dad." He jumped up and down in excitement. We had the day entirely to ourselves. "Soooo..." I heard him say, "what do you want to do?" I pondered for a moment. Then I remembered something: in the master bathroom, there was a Jacuzzi bathtub. I nudged him, saying, "You wanna go take a bath?" He smiled warmly. "Sure!" he said readily. We ran to our room and stripped, then ran to the master suite. I turned the tub on, and we stood there, embracing, massaging each others bodies in the bliss of childhood. When the water had filled the tub and was the right temperature, we hopped in: myself first, and then Billy. As he got in, I gently slapped his ass. He lay on top of me, and we embraced once more. Chest to chest. Face to face. Raging erection to raging erection, strong sex drive to strong sex drive. We were ready. I knew what to do. I slowly reached for the button. Finally, Billy grabbed my finger and jammed it against the button, turning on the jets. I rolled to the side, allowing us to lay side by side, and I saw him shift just a little bit. I knew what he had done. He had positioned his ass just so that the strong flow of water was pounding against his anus. I rolled over again, so that my back was to him and so that the jet was pounding against my hard on. I lay there, enjoying the moment, when I felt Billy shove his tiny little cock into my ass. He was so awesome! I felt him slowly pumping his tiny frame against my large self. I heard him moan loudly, as he was being worked from both ends. Next, he mimicked my actions from yesterday, grabbing my penis and beating me off while he fucked me. He was really getting into it, and he was really good! I felt his cock tense inside my ass as he let loose six globs of semen. He stopped beating me off, and I grabbed him and pushed him up so that he didn't fall too deep into the water. He was almost passed out. I sat him on the side of the tub, got out, and dried him off. He sat there, fazed, and I let him relax. As I was drying him off, I made sure to pay special attention to drying his cock, and I saw a grin return to his face when I did so. I carried him back to our room and put him in his bed. I got dressed, and I dressed him as well, in his catatonic state. Finally, I took an initiative. While he was out of it (or maybe...he was pretending to be out of it), I reached for his nearby drawer. I grabbed a sock out of it, and I ran over to him. I pulled down his shorts and his briefs, and licked his cock for a minute. Once he was good and hard, I slid the sock over his rigid erection, and I slowly pumped my hand up and down the length of his shaft. I felt his body tense again, and I saw a wet stain slowly form in the fabric of the sock. I smiled, took the sock off of his penis, and put his clothes back on properly. I took the sock and some other clothes and threw them in the washer, giving the sock time to get clean. I went back to our room, and I kissed Billy on the lips. I moved his body up in the bed a little bit, and I went over and laid on my bed. I closed my eyes, and I think I may have fallen asleep. When I next opened my eyes, Billy was cuddled up next to my body. I felt his entire being emanating warmth, and I put my arms around him. I felt him put one of his little hands against my arm, and he slowly started to massage my arm. I knew what he was doing: the fine hairs on the arm are very sensitive, and if they are gently touched, it can be quite stimulating. I took my left hand and reached down, stroking his inner thigh. I heard him sigh, as we lay together, reveling in our world, enjoying the body of our counterpart. We got up and started to do something else, just so that we didn't get too deeply into it. We would have likely continued until my parents returned home, and they would have most certainly found us. My parents got home later, and we all went to dinner across the street from the resort at a place called Cici's Pizza. I took a sip of soda, and I thought that it tasted a bit odd. I had the waiter bring me another glass, and it tasted fine. It was very strange. I shook my head, and continued with my meal. We went back to the resort, and Billy and I went to the hot tub behind one of the pools at the resort. We sat there next to each other, fondling each other's hand. We went back to the hotel room, got dressed for bed, and lay in our separate beds tonight. I said, "Night, Billy!" and fell asleep with a thud. I woke up and looked at the clock. It was 3:00. "Why the hell did I wake up so early?" I thought to myself. I tried to move my hand, but I couldn't. I tried to speak, and realized I couldn't. What the hell was going on!?? From the corner of my eye, I saw Billy. I tried to shout to him for help, but...wait a second. I had a gag in my mouth. My hands were tied behind my back. Memories of my bondage trip with Jeff and George slowly came back. I realized that the old saying was coming true: "An eye for an eye..." Billy was stark naked. I assumed he had locked the doors, so I wasn't concerned. I wondered how he had gotten me tied up without waking me. I was normally a very antsy sleeper. Then it hit me: my drink at Cici's! He spiked my drink with a date-rape drug. He was a lot cleverer than I gave him credit for! He looked at me, and whispered, "You scream, you're screwed. Got it?" I nodded, and he took the gag out of my mouth for a second. He shoved four little pills into my mouth, and held my jaw shut. I swallowed the pills, wondering whether or not he thought I was enjoying this or if he thought I was scared. Either way, he put the gag back in my mouth. Then he went into the bathroom for a few minutes, and I heard him gulp a glass of water down. I assumed he had taken his fair share of the pills as well. I heard him walk back out, and I knew that we were both harder than Chinese algebra. I felt him get behind me, and suddenly I lost my vision. He had blindfolded me. I was done for now. I was entirely in his control. It's not like I'm going to deny him from fucking me anyway. He pushed me, and I complied, rolling over so that I was on my back. He got down on the bed between my legs, and he started to blow me. Due to the magical effects of Viagra, it took all of ten seconds for me to shoot off into his small little mouth. I felt bad. I was hitting the back of his throat without Viagra. He couldn't even fit me all the way in after he had slipped me the pills. Either way, he sucked me off, swirling his tongue around as much of my penis as he could fit into his mouth, and I had five beautiful orgasms inside of his mouth. He pushed me again, and I figured he thought it was his turn to have some fun. I rolled over again, and I heard him groan as he pushed his cock deep inside my rectum. He sighed, pumping into me as hard as he could, and cumming inside of me after about thirty seconds. He pulled out of me, panted and caught his breath, and after five minutes, he was hard again. He thrust back into my ass, and I could feel the passion. He fucked me until he came four times total, and then he pulled out and collapsed on the bed next to me. He took the gag out of my mouth, the blindfold off, and the ropes off of my wrists. He got dressed and went back into his bed. I smiled, knowing how happy he was, and I couldn't wait to get back at him... We behaved for the rest of the week, more or less, but I still intended to get back at him before we arrived home. It was the day to return back home, and we packed up and headed to the airport. We got in line to board the plane, and the manager of flights came over and talked with my father for a moment. When the manager walked away, dad said to us, "We're the only ones on the flight, so they're using a private plane. It moves a little more slowly than a normal plane, but it has private rooms!" This was my opportunity to get back at Billy. There were two rooms aboard the plane, and once again, Billy and I shared one of the rooms. My parents slept the whole way back, exhausted by a fun week, so I locked our door and got ready to have some fun. I grabbed Billy's wrists and held them together, then I dragged him into the bathroom. I held his wrists together with one hand, and with the other hand, I put a large ball of cotton into his mouth. I then used that hand to reach down, undoing the zipper on his shorts, and then unbuttoning them. They fell down by themselves, and all I had to do was remove his briefs. I pulled off his shoes and had him shuck his shorts and underwear to the side. Now he was in my grasp. I reached down again, trying something new with my free hand. I took my index finger and shoved it up into his asshole. He lurched forward, but my other hand held him close. I fingered his tight, wet asshole with my index finger for a minute, and then I allowed my middle finger to slip in as well. I heard him groan as his anus expanded to accommodate my fingers. I finger fucked him, and he slightly thrust forward with each of my finger-thrusts. I tried one more, slipping my ring finger in as well. He tried as hard as he could to gasp through the wad of cotton in his mouth. I saw his cock sticking straight out...almost as much as it was when he had taken Viagra the other night. I knew what I had to do. As I finger fucked him, I shifted so that my mouth slid over his cockhead. He sighed and continued meeting each thrust, pumping into my mouth as my fingers violated his asshole. Finally, I heard him moan as he shot one, two, three, four spurts of his semen into my mouth. I pulled my fingers out of his ass, one by one, and I took the cotton out of his mouth. I let his cock fall from my mouth, and I licked his cockhead as he licked my fingers. I allowed him to get dressed, and then we went back out to the main part of the room. I pushed him onto the bed, and I got down next to him. I wrapped my arms around him, and for the next hour, we lay there, side by side, cuddling each other and enjoying ourselves. When we landed, Billy dropped a call to his mother, asking if he could stay the night at our house. Now, heaven knows how many wonderful boys have entered my bed. Billy was another I wanted to add to that list. His mother said of course he could, and my parents made no objection either. We drove home, and it was very dark, even in the summer months. We ate dinner, and then Billy and I got changed for bed immediately. He and I slept with each other yet again that night, and I could swear I felt his erection pressing against my leg the whole night. ** Billy left the next morning. I was extremely sad to see him go, but it was wonderful to have spent so much bonding time with him. I couldn't wait to see who would be coming over next... ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 57