Elly

by Bythe Spirit

 

Chapter Two

 

Coming To Terms

Elijah finds out his secrets are no longer secrets as he starts down a path from which there may be no return.

 

The trip home didn't take long and were soon driving up the long lane up to the house. He had been quite relieved to hear that Selina was not going to be here. "Less chance to get in to trouble," he murmured more to himself.

I told him to grab his bags from the boot and drop them in his room and join me for a swim.

"Yippee," followed very quickly by, "Aw shit!"

I stifled a chuckle.

"My bags they're not there!"

"You put 'em in the boot!"

"No I didn't," he protested, "mum did."

I laughed, "you want to ring her and ask her to drive them over?"

He looked at me glumly. "No, not a good idea."

"Look we'll manage for a couple of days, till they've all cooled down."

He flashed me a heartfelt smile of gratitude.

"Try the spare room, Selina often has boys over, one of them may have left a pair or something."

With a whoop he darted off upstairs. I waited patiently. Then!

"Ian it's full of paint and junk, where am I supposed to sleep?"

"Sorry pal forget to tell you, you're in Selina's room until I finish the redecorating. I was hoping to have it done by now, but ran out of time. It's not a problem; she'll be away for ages.

The loud groan was predictable. "A girls room. Yuk!"

"You can always go home," I called out.

A silence, then a much more conciliatory, "it's ok I'll manage." Followed by a slam as he went into Selina's room.

Now Selina was definitely all girl. Pink and whites, frills, lace, boy posters, lots of pretty clothes, she didn't really go for the grunge look. A dressing table full of teenage girl paraphernalia. Just perfect for our plan.

"C'mon chum swimming time, found any togs yet?"

Again I waited for the protests.

"No there's nothing here."

"Well you're not swimming in your jeans or your jocks, not in my pool. Hey I know," and I went across to Selina's walk-in wardrobe and just where I had planted it was one of Selina's lycra bikinis. Royal blue to be precise.

"Here use these."

"No way," he argued, "they're girls."

"Watch it sport she and I have matching togs, you can't tell the difference between my bottoms and hers."

He looked doubtful, but I tossed them on the bed. "Hey if you can find something more suitable go for it but I'm going to get changed and head for the pool - in my royal blue togs. I added meaningfully. "And throw your dirty clothes down the laundry chute they'll get washed that way." And I walked out.

Having changed I headed for the pool and ignored his mutterings and moans as I walked past Selina's door. As I past the laundry I flicked his clothes into the washing machine and set it running.

Five minutes later he appeared, towel wrapped around his waist.

"Found something better?"

"No," he grumped, '"they'll have to do. He dropped the towel to show me he was indeed wearing Selina's bikini bottoms. Apart from the fact they were low cut around the waist and high cut around the crutch and buttocks they were fine.

"Looks OK to me and in the pool who'll know the difference."

I glanced at his chest wondering what effect the medication was having. He was naturally a very slim child, which extenuated his nipples even more. His puffy enlarged nipples! The hormones were indeed taking affect.

He saw where I was looking and blushed and covered his little titties with his arms just like a little girl might. "I have an allergy," her stuttered, "the doctor gave me some tablets, but she said they'd get worse, before getting better and disappear. She said I would be OK by the new term. Another reason I was so glad to come here."

"I know I've had it explained, I've known a few young boys who've had the same condition and they all came through OK after a few weeks."

He looked incredibly relieved at my lie and dived in and was soon splashing around. The only sign was that he'd to stop and pull his bikini bottoms up every now and then. We played around for a while and dived and tagged. I threw him around a bit and the cares of his young life seemed to melt away. He was having a ball.

Not for the first time I took notice of his slim little body. He was slightly undersized for his age, and very slim. The bikini bottoms showed off his tight little bum delightfully. It was quite erotic. Of course his swollen nipples were quite amazing and knowing what else was going to be showing very, very soon, was a big turn on. But it was his hair and face. He had quite a sweet smooth pre-teen face, high cheekbones, a gorgeous smile. His fair hair was quite long and I knew it would make quite a nice ponytail or plaits or even a bun.

As I grabbed him to throw him my hands strayed over his body, accidentally at first, but as he got use to my touch, more deliberately. I gripped his tight buttocks to throw him. My hand even slipped between his legs once. He shuddered slightly, but was thrown before he could react. He seemed more than adequate in that department. When I ducked him though I managed each time to cop a feel of his hard little nipples and the softer flesh where his titties were just beginning to soften and stir. He struggled a bit the first couple of times, but then seemed to accept it as part of the game.

I wasn't the only one though as he dived and twisted through my legs her grabbed handful of semi-hard cock. When he came up for air he looked a bit worried, but all I said was do that again and I'll hold you under. Of course he did and as I felt his hand touch my cock I clamped my leg together. He had nowhere to go and his hand was unable to release me. I counted to five before letting him surface. He came up spluttering and coughing. "Meanie," he managed to gasp. But there was a new awareness in eyes. He was beginning to wonder what was play and what wasn't.

I let my cock subside before climbing out to stoke the BBQ for tea. Her climbed out after me, shivering slightly. I could see his nipples were erect, as the cooler water had stimulated his new growths. But it was his little cock. It was definitely at least semi-hard and quite pronounced against the tight little bikini bottoms.

"Jokingly I said, "hey sport you might need Selina's top as well before this condition gets any better!"

He squirmed in embarrassment, "no a t-shirt will do," he protested.

"Not unless you're entering a wet t-shirt competition," I laughed. And turned away to leave him to his embarrassment.

"Can I borrow on of your t-shirts?'

"No! One of the reasons you are here is to learn some self-responsibility. Part of that is learning to take care of yourself and not have your mother run around after you as part-time slave. You want to borrow something then it'll have to be Selina's. She's not here to say no!"

"But! But!" he spluttered.

"No buts, ring your mum and ask her to bring your cases. You never know your dad might be home early. I'm sure he'll be only too glad to catch up with you."

He shook his head vehemently. "No I'll manage."

He was away for quite awhile, obviously searching for something suitable. I knew he had have difficulty. Anything remotely grunge or unisex had been taken by Selina or removed by me. Her mother lived out in the country now so there wasn't much call for anything too feminine. One or two outfits at the most had found there way into her case. That left quite lot behind. Plus all the things Elijah's mum had brought had been deposited in the drawers. All the underwear was Elijah's size and all of it very feminine.

Finally he came down wearing a tight pale lemon t-shirt and equally as tight pale blue shorts. His little chest was beautifully highlighted, as was his tight butt. What also was obvious was he wasn't wearing any underwear. His only jocks were in the wash. He hadn't thought about not needing them later.

"Oh no, underwear please. I'm not having you bulging all evening and maybe dirtying Selina's clothes. She likes those shorts."

He started to protest until I nodded towards the phone. Abject her returned upstairs. Returning a few minutes later it was obvious from the line in his shorts he's found a pair of panties to wear.

"Cute," I teased, 'all you need now is your hair combing out, come here and I'll do it for you."

"It's ok, I can....."

"Here," I said. "Now!"

It was all too much. He scurried over looking very miserable and very sorry for himself. Already he was submitting. This was going to be easier than I thought. His little antics at school really had indeed been fortuitous. Each argument was deflected before it even started. Her didn't want to face his parents, not yet at least. That meant not disobeying me.

I combed his hair out for him. It was dry now and quite soft and fluffy. Any girl would have been most happy with it. He didn't complain too much when I set in a ponytail. I reminded him that was how he had it when he had swimming at school. Finally he was done and I had him stand whist I admired the new improved Elijah.

"Very nice Elijah, your friends would hardly recognise, though the girls might think it was an improvement on the old ratty Elijah."

Together we prepared the BBQ and salads. I slipped an apron over him so as to protect his clothes. Again he protested at its girliness.

"Of course, silly it's Selina's."

As he was busying himself I seruptiously took a few snaps with my phone camera, particularly sideways on so his little nipples could be seen protruding against his t-shirt and apron. I got a great one of him leaning over showing off his tight tush and the pantie line.

Finally we settled down for dinner. I set the camera up on a tripod and I had one taken of him with his arm around me. Once again his little nipples were nicely showing.

By the time dinner was over, washing done and put away, it was getting on for nine o'clock. He was already yawning. It had been a big a day. "Shower and bed I think."

There was so protest.

"You hop in the bath and I'll get something for you to wear."

He stated to protest again, but I cut him short. "One, there's only me and you here. Secondly I promise not to chose any of Selina' sexy nighties, crying out loud she's got plenty. I promise!"

He nodded uncertainly, but once again submitted.

Gemma and I had already planned his nightwear for this first night. A pair of plain blue baby dolls. Nothing too sexy, but definitely not macho at all.

Before I went into the bathroom I seruptiously snapped another couple photos as he was washing his hair, he looked ever so cute. The best was with his hands raised to hair. He little titties stuck out glistening with the water. His nipples were quite erect. Any little girl would have been proud of growths like this. I knelt down next to the bath and helped him rinse it off and it was quite natural that I should wash his chest and rub away the soap. His little nipples hardened as my hands traversed his smooth wet chests.

The look in his eyes was one of absolute uncertainty, but tinged with an edge of excitement. He was enjoying this. Let's see how much!

"Stand up sweetie." I watched for a reaction to being called sweetie. None.

He hesitated for a moment then reluctantly stood. I could see why. His little man. Well actually not that little really, was quite hard and erect. He tried to cover himself up.

"Too late for that," I laughed. "Don't worry, it's quite normal honey!'

"I'm sorry," he stammered, "it's just that when my nipples got touched even by me, they get bigger and go all hard. I can't help it."

"Just like a little girl," I explained softly.

"Yeh but I'm not a girl, I'm a boy."

These seemed an opportune moment to tell him the rest of the plan we had made for him. He was naked, in the bath and oh so vulnerable. And quite excited.

"Elijah there is another reason you're here with me."

"What?" he looked puzzled.

"Your attitude to girls is simply quite awful. IT has to change. Your mum and dad, indeed me as well, believe that the only way you'll change is if you really understand what it is to be a girl."

"Uhhh, how can I? Girls are... well they're just girls."

"There is a way and in fact you've started without realising it. You're going to spend the next few weeks as a girl."

"You're joking, no way, you're all mad."

"Elijah you don't get it do you? The bathers, the shorts and blouse, your little boobies, your long hair. The pictures I've taken already all show you as a little girl. Your boobs just prove the point. Anybody who doesn't know that you've got a willy between your legs sees a girl. Quite a pretty girl in fact."

He looked stunned. "But, it's insane. I can't be a girl, everybody will laugh. How can I go to school, my friends, neighbours........ Just people?"

"Shush silly, I didn't say we were going to make you into a girl fulltime, just for the next few weeks then you'll go home a boy. You're getting medication already to reduce your boobs; they'll go as quick as the have come. But whilst you're here you'll dress, act and be treated like a little 12-year-old girl. The option is to go home now - to your dad. Tonight. Though what your friends will make of your little titties till they go down is quite beyond me. You could get hit on just the same way as you hit on your little classmates and friends now. Hey wouldn't Kenny have fun. He could suck your tits for you!"

Elijah looked absolutely horrified. "You can't... I won't ... you..." he spluttered.

"But you have darling and I have the photos to prove it."

The look in his eyes before he burst into tears said it all. He was beat, subjugated. Done for! I felt really sorry for him, but I was determined to push my advantage firmly home.

I stood up and passed him a towel. "Get out and dried and then we'll get you ready for bed. I'm sure you'll appreciate the choice your mummy made for your first night away as a little girl." And with out backward glance I walked out and waited till he joined me.

When he eventually appeared from the bathroom it was clear he was that embarrassed about his nipples and tiny boobs and he had actually wrapped the towel around him like a girl.

"Cute! So girl like. You're getting into the swing things now."

He looked way and the tears crept down his face though this time her stifled the sobs. "Please, don't. I never wanted this to happen. I was only ever teasing. I didn't mean to be mean."

"Too late honey, your parents have decided. Do you really want to face your dad and tell him what happened at school today. Do you think he'll believe it 'was only fun.' Don't think so!"

Elijah shook his head slowly, "I suppose not."

"Right then let's get you ready for bed. Drop the towel."

Reluctantly Elijah undid the little tuck in around his girly little chest and it slipped to the floor. I half gasped as I took in his pre-pubescent little body. He tried to recover some modesty by placing one hand over his cock and balls and an arm across his chest, hiding those cute little protuberances.

"Remove those hands put them behind your head and keep them there or you'll be getting a spanking you so richly deserve. That's the other thing that's going to change. Your parents have been too soft on you. A few spankings early on in life would have saved all this heartache now. Well it's never to late too start and start we will."

The shock looked on his face was a delight to behold. With almost indecent haste and no thought of modesty, he whipped his hands behind his head and stood majestically, but ever so submissively, before me.

Yes he was a little on the small side and very slim, but he was actually quite beautiful. His skin was so smooth and glowing from his bath. His little nipples and small puffy rises of his hormone-induced breast shone gorgeously. His flat tummy leading down to his sweet little cock. Only it wasn't that little. For 12 years old it was more than respectable. More importantly it was in almost erect state. Something he was quite aware of. My own cock stirred at the erotic sight now unveiled before me. I took in his face, His eyebrows were quite thin, and his nose small and button like. His eyes a divine sparkling blue. But his lips. I really hadn't noticed before, but his lips were quite full and very kissable. No wonder he was mucking around his boy friends. He was quite delectable.

I picked up the bottoms of his baby doll pyjamas and beckoned for him to come closer. The tension was quite electrifying. He made to remove his hands but I ordered him not to.

Now he was directly in front of me, his nipples and little rises only centimetres from my eyes. His little cock was now definitely quite hard and stuck out like a ramrod.

Slowly I lifted my hand and placed it over his little boob. Oh it was so cute, the new flesh soft, yet so firm to my touch. His little hard nipples pressed urgently against my open palm. He squirmed and them moaned.

"You like this don't you sweetheart?" I asked softy.

His eyes sparkled and then he nodded. "Yes I can't help myself, it just makes me so... so .... tingly."

"Now you know how little girls feels as they realise their sweet little bodies are starting to develop. All over the world there are little girls in the bath, in the shower, lying on the bed, standing in front of a mirror, examining and touching and caressing their new little growths. You're starting to understand what it feels like to be a little girl, aren't you?"

"Oh yes, yes, yes!"

"And you like it too don't you?"

He nodded reluctantly as if realising that admitting it was like agreeing to all that was happening and going to happen.

"I can see that. Not only are these cute little nipples so hard and so sexy," and I rotated my open palm over his little bosom, "but your little cockette is showing off too." I traced over his flat tummy towards his hard cock with my other hand. His body trembled and quivered as I excited him terribly. He squirmed and stepped back slightly. Dropping my hand from his boob I slapped his right buttock as had as I could. He jumped in pain.

"Owwwww," he cried, "that hurt!"

"Yes and it will lots more if you don't do exactly what I tell you. Do you understand?"

He nodded submissively. I returned to his budding chest again, caressing his little nipples in turn. Soon he was moaning and panting in pleasure. "I'll stop if you want too?" I teased.

"Noooo, noooo nooo," he moaned , "don't! I love it. I feel so... sooo... "

"Sexy!"

"Yes sexy, is this really what girls feel like?"

"Believe it sport and we haven't even started."

Once again I trailed my finger down over his flat smooth belly nearing his hard cock. He trembled again and squirmed but stood his ground. My fingers touched his hard slim little cock. Oh I was going to cum myself if I wasn't careful. I traced down it hard little length. The feeling, for both of us, was electrifying.

"Oh yes, oh yes," he panted, "don't stop, hold me!"

I looked at his sweet pleading face. "Is this what Kenny does to you?"

His eyes opened in shock. "No, no he doesn't," he protested.

I gripped his cock and squeezed harder, holding it in my fingers tightly. Tears flowed out of his eyes and he squealed in pain, real pain. He tried to pull away but that made it worse.

"Don't lie. He does, doesn't he?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Please stop."

I released his cock and his hands rushed to nurse his bruised prick, tears and cries flooded from his little body. It was so sweet, so sexy.

I pulled him to me and laid him down on the bed next to me and cuddled him. He was so helpless. I brushed his hair away and stroked his cock softy. "Now, now, that's better isn't it. You mustn't lie to me. It will hurt if you lie. Do you understand?"

He nodded tears still flowing down his cheeks.

"We know everything about you and Kenny and Gareth and even little James. Mummy has the pictures, you didn't know what did you?"

He gulped away the tears and managed a strangled, "No!'

I stroked away the tears from his cheek and the slowly with much anticipation I leant over and kissed his wet hot sexy puffy lips. My own lips trailed over his and my tongue licked them softly.

His body went rigid in shock for a moment and then he relaxed. I stroked him more firmly and his cock responded positively throbbing in my fingers.

"You like this don't you little tart?'

He moaned and panted in response. I dropped my head towards those gorgeous little nipples and gently licked each in turn. It had the required effect. His little body was being tormented as I sucked each one in turn into my eager mouth. They were absolutely gorgeous and so rock hard. I traced the outline of his blossoming boob, knowing that in only a couple of weeks, maybe even less, the hormones would be producing some quite significant results.

I continued to stroke his little man until I could feel it begin to happen. He was approaching his orgasm. My mouth travelled further down his sweet little belly, over his flat tummy and then onto his groin. I released his cock and it sprang up strong and straight and I enveloped it into my eager mouth. The feeling of this little pre-teen's hard cock in my mouth was quite stunning. I sucked its entire length in and found space for his tight hairless balls sac too. Then it happened. His hot cock spasmed in my mouth and released his love juice flooding my mouth with is salty creamy texture.

I sucked eagerly as he fucked my mouth; this was obviously no new experience.

The flood ceased and his cock shrank rapidly in my mouth. I let him slip from my mouth and sat back and surveyed his sweet body. His cock was so tiny now, yet still so cute. His little ball sac tight and shrivelled. His chest heaved. His titties nonexistent as he lay on his back, but those torrid hard nipples still proudly displayed. His face though was a joy to behold. His eyes sparkled. His lips open and inviting and he was smiling. A soft satisfied smile.

"Oh Ian that was just incredible. My boobies, my cock they all feel like they were on fire."

"Better than Kenny then?"

"Oh yes, yes!" He looked at me nervously. "Does mummy really know? Does she really have photos?"

"You bet, she came home one afternoon and found you and Kenny with your cocks in each other's mouth. She snapped you on her phone."

He went quite white. "And Gareth and James?"

I nodded. "Though she did say whilst Gareth was enjoying himself, James looked a bit nervous."

"He was I suppose, but he loves it now, he can't get enough cock!"

"And you?"

He nodded slightly. "Me too I just like having my cock sucked," he paused, "and sucking cock!" And then with deliberate theatre looked straight at my crutch. It was very, very obvious that I was hard, rock hard. He tentatively reached over and stroked the outline of my prick through my shorts. My body shook to his touch. "Did I do that?" he whispered.

I nodded.

"Can I see it?" I've never seen a man's cock, not hard at least. I've seen dad, but only accidentally."

"If you want to."

He looked at me expectantly. I wasn't going let him of easily. "You want it, you better do something about it!"

He grinned and then more than eagerly twisted himself around off the bed and then repositioned himself between my open legs. Without any hesitation he gripped my shorts down and pulled them off. My cock was even more obvious pressing against my jocks.

"Ohh you are big," he cooed sweetly. "Kenny would be sooooo jealous."

"Well we'll have to see about curing that," I laughed softy.

His eyes sparkled as he realised what I meant. "Oh really can we? That would be so cool!" He traced my hard prick once again with his finger and I throbbed painfully.

The slowly trailing his fingers up over my cock and onto my belly he slipped his fingers into the band of my jocks and began pulled them down. My cock slipped out from under the constricting material and he gasped in awe. "Oh yummy it so, sooooo big."

I lifted my bum clear of the bed and he pulled them off and threw them away, leaving me as naked as he was, my cock sticking up proudly and very, very ready.

His eyes glistened with excitement and expectation. "Oh Ian it really is so big, I've never seen one this big before, honest."

"I should hope so," I laughed kindly, "that'd make you a real slut, not just a sexy little tart."

He grinned. "Sound good either way." His fingers gently touched my hard rampant cock. I jerked with electric excitement. He smiled. "You like that don't you, you're just like Kenny and Gareth and even James now." He took my cock in his small open hands and smoothed the hot throbbing cock up and down. His touch was so divine. So gentle, so practiced. And then his head dropped and gently blew his hot breath over the gleaming head of my prick. I shivered in excitement. Then his tongue. His gently feather like caresses touched the gleaming pre-cum soaked tip of my cock. Once again he made me jump with electric excitement.

I watched mesmerised as his sweet young mouth opened fully into a big 'O' shape and he enveloped my throbbing prick head into his pre-teen mouth. It was just incredible. But he was not finished, his tongue softly lathered the sensitive skin. The feeling was quite out of this world. He was an expert. He knew just where touch, When to touch. How to touch. How such a little one had become so practiced was beyond me.

Slowly sensually he fed as much as he could into his eleven year old mouth. The feeling was outstanding. I knew I couldn't last much longer and I wanted to make sure that he received the full benefit. I gripped his head firmly and began slowly fucking his open receptive mouth. Any thought that he might refuse were quickly dispelled as he settled into a rhythm and began reciprocating, fucking my cock with his sweet mouth. It was all too much and with a heart-rending groan I felt my orgasm explode. My sperm shot into his mouth and thudded against the back of his throat. He gagged briefly, but with amazing dexterity breathed and swallowed, breathed and swallowed, as he continued to mouth fuck my exploding cock. Some of my hot seed escaped from his mouth, which just added to this sexual debauchery of the scene. Most though flooded his sweet mouth and was eagerly gobbled and swallowed until my cock finally stopped exploding and began to soften until it slipped semi-hard from his mouth. He sat back and smiled eagerly eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Gee that was the most I ever swallowed. Kenny cums, so does Gareth sort of, James doesn't yet. It was incredibly." He crawled up into my arms and we exchanged deep cum soaked kisses as he licked and cleaned up every last drop like a cat preening herself. Finally contend he looked me in the eyes. "Ian I don't understand what is happening to me. I do know I like the good things I do. I don't like the mean things I do. I like girls, but they sorta of scare me ....... I don't know how to talk to them, so I do stupid things to sorta get their attention."

"Look honey it's normal. Boys and girls find it difficult. Perhaps being a girl for a little while will help you talk to them."

He looked at he gratefully, then his eyes saddened, "it doesn't really matter. After all I'm gay aren't I?"

"Does that worry you?"

"Yeh gays get given a hard time, people pick on 'em a lot."

"Not always," but I could see where he was coming from. Then it struck me. But you like girls too don't you. Have you ever kissed a girl?"

He nodded and smiled, "a few, you'd be surprised what eleven and twelve years get up to."

"Do you enjoy it?'

"You betcha especially if the girl knows what she doing, lots don't."

"Done anything else?'

"Such as?"

"You know like you and Kenny or Gareth do."

He shook his head, "no I wish I had."

"Why?"

"Cos it's nice isn't it?"

"Sure is but you reckon your gay, so how come you think it's nice?"

"Well," he blushed," you heard about Hannah."

"And the $1 gropes, oh yeh."

"Well that's not all she and I have done. She let me feel her boobs, well nipples really and put my hand in her knickers."

"Really. Well that's something you're mum didn't know about When did all this happen?'

Last holidays. We went for a ride to the woods and it sorta happened. We started kissing then she let me lift up her t-shirt and then she pulled down her shorts and let me put my hand in her knickers. He giggled at the memory "she has no hairs down there, it was like a baby's."

"That's not all, is it?"

He shook his head. "No she played with my willy and......."

"Yeh and..."

"She sucked it."

"You're joking she's only twelve herself."

"Eleven," he corrected me, 'and she's been sucking cocks since she was nine or so she tells me. I believe her. She's really good. She taught me......"

"Everything you know" I chuckled. "But how?"

"She said we could fuck if I brought Kenny a long. So I did. She told us she'd let us fuck her if we sucked each other off first. I was game, but Kenny took a bit more persuading. She pulled her skirt off and her knickers and showed us her little titties. Then she pulled Kenny's pants down and started sucking his cock. After that it was easy. She got me to suck him and then he sucked me. All the time she was telling us how to do it the best. She even showed us if we didn't do it right. I learnt so much that afternoon."

"So did you fuck her?"

"No," he growled, "lying bitch took photos on her phone and e-mailed them to herself before we realised. She threatened to post them to our parents and the school if we tried to fuck her. It wasn't all bad though she did let us lick her little cunt for her. Licking that hairless little vagina was such a turn on and especially when Kenny was sucking me and vice versa at the same time. Since then Kenny and I have been giving it to each other. She warned the other girls off, told them we'd tried to grope her and pull her knickers down, so nobody else wants to know. She did do one good thing though."

Huh?"

"Sent me a picture of Gareth and James sucking each other off. She did the same to them. Got them to the woods and tricked them, then took photos. That's why James was looking so scared, he was afraid he was going to get photographed again. He's over that now, but he's always a bit nervous.

"Ok let's get this straight. You like doing things with boys. No problem. But girls turn you on too. You want to do more of the same like with Hannah?"

"Yeh I guess."

"Well you do don't you. Which is it? Boys Girls or both?"

"Both then, I like 'em both!"

"That's easy then you're not gay."

"I'm not.... But.... ?"

"You're not straight either."

"Huh?"

"You're what we call bi or bisexual. Simple you like boys and girls and can get it off with either sex. Twice fun. Hey I should know!"

You mean you're...bi?"

"Sure I like sex with boys as much as with girls. In fact I prefer boys and girls to men and women."

"You mean you're one of those peedo........

"Paedophiles. If you must have labels! I just love sex with children. Hey if it were Hannah sitting here now I'd be trying to fuck her right now!"

His eyes widened. "you mean you want to... you know..."

"Say it sweetie, it's only a word."

"Fuck me," he gulped.

"Of course. You're sweet, young, innocent and oh so very, very sexy. Why wouldn't I?'

"I don't know. Sucking you cock is one thing, but fucking me .........."

"No problem sweetheart. I won't if you don't want me too. I love children far too much to force them. Secondly I do think Kenny should be your first lover. He's been there with you since the beginning."

"I don't know, playing around is one thing, but fucking me is another, after all we're both boys."

"Mmmm, I see your point, but one of you is going to be a girl for the next few weeks, I'm sure he'd like to fuck Elly even if he doesn't want to do it to Elijah."

"You mean it?" he giggled." you really think he'd fuck me if I truly were Elly?" his eyes sparkled.

"Well my little sexpot, there's only one way to find out. A date."

"A date, but how?"

"Easy your parents sent you away to experience being a girl. You're going to experience being a girl for the next few weeks at least. So let's invite Kenny over and you see if you can seduce him."

"Seduce him?" he asked puzzled.

I laughed kindly. "Ok fuck him or at least get him to fuck you."

"Oh Ian," he chortled, "do you think we could? Oh it would be wonderful. Kenny and Elly, oh that sounds so adorable. Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"Done then, and now time for real bed." I picked up the baby dolls. He giggled and grabbed the pants and pulled them up over his legs and tucked his willy away and drew them up over his belly and bum. The top was next and he buttoned it up before smoothing the sheer soft material over his hard nipples.

"Oh that's so sexy, I sorta wish I had real boobs, you know like real girls," he added wistfully.

"Really?"

"Oh yes, if I'm going to seduce Kenny."

"Well," I murmured as he snuggled under the sheets, "you never know what might happen in the next few weeks."

Like increased hormones I thought to myself. Oh this was going to be so easy and so sexy. Elly, Kenny, hey maybe Gareth and James and from what he told me tonight and Hannah who is one hot little bitch and is fuckable, Shangri la. Oh sweet Shangri la!

I turned off the light and looked at Elly's sweet contented face in the soft reflected glow. Oh he is beautiful. Nature definitely made a mistake there and I think we're just about to help rectify it.

"Good night baby, sweet dreams," I whispered as left the room and headed feeling most satisfied to my own bed.

  

  

  

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