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Forest For The Trees
By yutubeslut, May, 2018
We lived in a semi rural suburban area with
fields, trees, wildlife.
A lot of the roads weren't even paved and
many that were had just a layer of gravel.
I used to range far and wide in the Spring
ad Summer gathering mint, black berries, clover,
scallions, even pears and apples from old
abandoned homestead-like shacks and small poorly
build houses filled with raccoons, weeds and a
multitude of other critters.
Nature reclaiming Man's structures, like a
post apocalyptic landscape.
My older br00ther often shadowed me with his
scoped .22 rifle. He was very protective
I had my German made air rifle, very powerful.
My hunting knife was always on my belt to
cut branches as I gathered stuff.
We took small game like rabbits. He cleaned them
for mom's cook pot. UGH! I shot my share but
I could never gut them like he did.
I was a skinny very girly boy with very feminine
wide hips and surprisingly big tits for my
diminutive frame. Well, my tits were little but my
nipples were big puffies. The local barber's daughter
always gave me a pixie -ish haircut, just
eough to be adrogynous but acceptible for
my school's dress code. A couple of teachers
were boning me so I had some "inside help"
passing muster. My tits showed through my
shirts and I never wore bras or undershirts.
I was warned before important people visited
so THEN I wore a compression bra.
The other students bullied me a little but otherwise
were remarkably accepting, given the decade we lived in.
The girls stuck up for me too.
This day I wore a green long sleeve Army surplus
shirt three sizes too big n tight black "peddle pushers"
(that's what we called Capri pants) and purple sneakers.
An old wide brim Kelly green bonnet kind of hat topped
off my rather unsexy outfit but you don't dress
skimpy when there are thorn bushes around.
Camouflage was also important when hunting.
I used iron sights. I didn't like scopes.
I sat against a rock in the warm Spring Sun, soon,
I knew to become blistering (literally) hot, one
reason why I covered my body like I did.
I sipped a glass bottle of water I took from my
pack (I didn't mention that). My air rifle was
resting against it safely.
"HEY! What he fuck you doin' out here?" came a
sudden snarling voice from an older teen guy, trying
to sound "manly" but failing miserably.
I shrieked a little and almost P3ed myself.
There were three of them, scrounging around
like I was.
"Relax, Joey, she's just a girl.
I recognized them from around town but I really
didn't know them.
"No, this is that little queer that prances around
in girl's clothes all the time."
I was terrified and shaking.
"Hey, are those real tits or just rubber falsies?"
asked Joey, obviously the leader.
A tear slid down my cheek as I answered in a low,
subdued voice, "They're real."
Joey started pawing at my chest and I became suddenly
angry, "Don't rip my shirt. Just let me show you."
I knew that cooperation was the way to go so I just
quickly stripped down to my robin's egg blue panties.
My mom let me wear girl's clothes and my step dad
was OK with it too especially since he was fucking me
and giving me hormones.
They were all shocked by how fast I got naked and stood
in awe at my skinny yet curvy feminine little body.
They were all blushing like stop lights and I said,
"Don't worry, I won't ever tell anybody"
Anybody could see they wanted me but were hesitant
because I wasn't a girl.
I posed seductively on the soft spring clover and weeds,
holding my hands behind my head in display and submission.
I'm also positive all these years later that I was
instinctively releasing pheromones (from my underarms?)
"God made me this way," I said. (Yup, God and "daddy")
That appealed to their strong Christian faith.
If God made me like this then it was OK to fuck me, right?
"I'm a girl with a wee-wee. Are you guys cool with that?"
They all nodded in affirmation so I took my panties off too,
revealing my non-threatening hairless micro penis.
I was very much a little shemale, long before it
was safe to be. But that made it so much better.
Joey was the first to get up the courage to touch me.
He clumsily groped my tits at first but then Nature
guided him to soft caressing. I flinched in delight
when he touched my underarms. I was very ticklish.
His face was close to mine and I got a whiff of his
breath. Not terrible but not good. I went in my pack
and got out fresh mint for all of them to chew.
Natural breath freshener. I had been chewing the
stuff all day.
I made the first move and planted my lips on Joey's.
He was shocked and overwhelmed, blushing bright as
a light bulb but he kissed back.
"Get naked, guys," I said, boldly, which they all did.
They were so awkward and embarrassed. So CUTE. It
really turned me on.
Even though we were naked they just petted and kissed me.
"OMG they're so adorable," I remember thinking.
I whispered in Joey's ear, "Jar of Vaseline in my pack."
I thought he was gonna faint.
The situation had started off very scary and potentially
d4ngerous but I rapidly took control.
I lubed up my ass and Joey's dick, pushed him
onto his back (he was putty in my hands. :), straddled
him and guided him into me. A brief, steady push and
his cock head plopped through my anus inside me. He was
big but I'd had bigger.
(step) Daddy was big.
I took his hands from my waist and placed them on my tits
and we went at it passionately, my legs spread wide so
his two buddies got a good view of his cock sliding
in and out of my gripping sphincter . I moaned and yelped
loudly, unashamed, in total abandon.
We were far away from prying eyes and ears.
He found my weakness - my nipples. As soon as he squeezed
and pulled on them he knew he had me.
I squealed, gasped, hell I think I even screamed a little.
He was sexually developed and able to ejaculate. I wasn't
but oddly I orgasmed inside like a girl very
easily and often and right then and there was one of those
"often" times. It must have been a spectacle; Joey stretching
my tits out by the nipples like rubber bands as I spasmed,
shuddered and made a LOT of noise.
I felt his rather big dick jumping and pumping his semen
into my rectum as a long, non-stop, uncontrollable orgasm
hit me, the kind that frighten me because they're so
fucking intense.
His cum suddenly lubed me even more and I momentarily slid
up and down twice as fast.
Still orgasming, I spasmed upright and froze, quivering,
unable to breathe as he kept pulling on my nipples.
The orgasm let go of me and I let my pressured breath out
with a sound that sounded like pain because it was but
also intense pleasure.
I collapsed unto him. His lips found mine and I felt
absolutely in love with him as we kissed forever in post
orgasmic bliss.
I kept having orgasms all day. Once it reaches a certain
point it just gets out of control.
I don't remember the names of the other two but one of them
had jerked off and cum during the show and I didn't blame him
although I was disappointed.
Joey had a little bit of sh!t on the tip of his dick so I
poured some water on it and wiped it clean with a paper towel.
The one who came looked ashamed so I just took his cum
covered cock in my mouth as if nothing happened, gave him a
head bobbing BJ and he actually came again. I took his
messy right hand and licked it clean, sucking his fingers,
loving the taste and smell, that flat-acid scent you can
smell across a room.
Now I turned my attention toward the third guy. He was
oozing precum but he hadn't cum yet.
He was on his knees waiting for the first blow job of his life
and I didn't disappoint him.
I got down low, looking up into his eyes and kissed the bottom
of his cock head. He shuddered at the unfamiliar sensations and
I tried to be as gentle and slow as possible but he let loose
after ten seconds. Trying to make him last longer was a lost cause.
I swallowed most of it; that indescribable powerful, salty mushroom
cellar kind of taste and smell. I kept some in my mouth and continued
blowing him, rocking my head in my patent pending (heehee) way
to give maximum sensation then I grabbed his balls to make him
gasp in surprise as I let the rest of his cum and my saliva
pour out onto my chin.
I said, "SHIT! I couldn't even swallow all of it!" and winked
with my left eye so the others couldn't see.
Naive as he was he caught on.
"That was good" he said, his gratitude and pride bursting out.
Joey's load was spilling out of my ass and tickling my leg as it
followed gravity.
The sexual spell sailed away on the warm breeze, they all got
dressed hurriedly, afraid of being seen with the little queer
but I just relaxed, naked, spread out languidly in the
soft, young spring foliage, a source of both pride
and shame, tripping over each other as they tried to move,
their eyes glued to their first and forever secret conquest.
They avoided me in town and I never met them out in fields again.
I wonder if they still remember me. Probably...
Something flashed in my eyes, and I realized Johnny was using his
scope lens as a signal mirror.
He had watched over me
Big br0 never missed. Ever.
I was never in dang3r.
By yutubeslut, May, 2018
We lived in a semi rural suburban area with
fields, trees, wildlife.
A lot of the roads weren't even paved and
many that were had just a layer of gravel.
I used to range far and wide in the Spring
ad Summer gathering mint, black berries, clover,
scallions, even pears and apples from old
abandoned homestead-like shacks and small poorly
build houses filled with raccoons, weeds and a
multitude of other critters.
Nature reclaiming Man's structures, like a
post apocalyptic landscape.
My older br00ther often shadowed me with his
scoped .22 rifle. He was very protective
I had my German made air rifle, very powerful.
My hunting knife was always on my belt to
cut branches as I gathered stuff.
We took small game like rabbits. He cleaned them
for mom's cook pot. UGH! I shot my share but
I could never gut them like he did.
I was a skinny very girly boy with very feminine
wide hips and surprisingly big tits for my
diminutive frame. Well, my tits were little but my
nipples were big puffies. The local barber's daughter
always gave me a pixie -ish haircut, just
eough to be adrogynous but acceptible for
my school's dress code. A couple of teachers
were boning me so I had some "inside help"
passing muster. My tits showed through my
shirts and I never wore bras or undershirts.
I was warned before important people visited
so THEN I wore a compression bra.
The other students bullied me a little but otherwise
were remarkably accepting, given the decade we lived in.
The girls stuck up for me too.
This day I wore a green long sleeve Army surplus
shirt three sizes too big n tight black "peddle pushers"
(that's what we called Capri pants) and purple sneakers.
An old wide brim Kelly green bonnet kind of hat topped
off my rather unsexy outfit but you don't dress
skimpy when there are thorn bushes around.
Camouflage was also important when hunting.
I used iron sights. I didn't like scopes.
I sat against a rock in the warm Spring Sun, soon,
I knew to become blistering (literally) hot, one
reason why I covered my body like I did.
I sipped a glass bottle of water I took from my
pack (I didn't mention that). My air rifle was
resting against it safely.
"HEY! What he fuck you doin' out here?" came a
sudden snarling voice from an older teen guy, trying
to sound "manly" but failing miserably.
I shrieked a little and almost P3ed myself.
There were three of them, scrounging around
like I was.
"Relax, Joey, she's just a girl.
I recognized them from around town but I really
didn't know them.
"No, this is that little queer that prances around
in girl's clothes all the time."
I was terrified and shaking.
"Hey, are those real tits or just rubber falsies?"
asked Joey, obviously the leader.
A tear slid down my cheek as I answered in a low,
subdued voice, "They're real."
Joey started pawing at my chest and I became suddenly
angry, "Don't rip my shirt. Just let me show you."
I knew that cooperation was the way to go so I just
quickly stripped down to my robin's egg blue panties.
My mom let me wear girl's clothes and my step dad
was OK with it too especially since he was fucking me
and giving me hormones.
They were all shocked by how fast I got naked and stood
in awe at my skinny yet curvy feminine little body.
They were all blushing like stop lights and I said,
"Don't worry, I won't ever tell anybody"
Anybody could see they wanted me but were hesitant
because I wasn't a girl.
I posed seductively on the soft spring clover and weeds,
holding my hands behind my head in display and submission.
I'm also positive all these years later that I was
instinctively releasing pheromones (from my underarms?)
"God made me this way," I said. (Yup, God and "daddy")
That appealed to their strong Christian faith.
If God made me like this then it was OK to fuck me, right?
"I'm a girl with a wee-wee. Are you guys cool with that?"
They all nodded in affirmation so I took my panties off too,
revealing my non-threatening hairless micro penis.
I was very much a little shemale, long before it
was safe to be. But that made it so much better.
Joey was the first to get up the courage to touch me.
He clumsily groped my tits at first but then Nature
guided him to soft caressing. I flinched in delight
when he touched my underarms. I was very ticklish.
His face was close to mine and I got a whiff of his
breath. Not terrible but not good. I went in my pack
and got out fresh mint for all of them to chew.
Natural breath freshener. I had been chewing the
stuff all day.
I made the first move and planted my lips on Joey's.
He was shocked and overwhelmed, blushing bright as
a light bulb but he kissed back.
"Get naked, guys," I said, boldly, which they all did.
They were so awkward and embarrassed. So CUTE. It
really turned me on.
Even though we were naked they just petted and kissed me.
"OMG they're so adorable," I remember thinking.
I whispered in Joey's ear, "Jar of Vaseline in my pack."
I thought he was gonna faint.
The situation had started off very scary and potentially
d4ngerous but I rapidly took control.
I lubed up my ass and Joey's dick, pushed him
onto his back (he was putty in my hands. :), straddled
him and guided him into me. A brief, steady push and
his cock head plopped through my anus inside me. He was
big but I'd had bigger.
(step) Daddy was big.
I took his hands from my waist and placed them on my tits
and we went at it passionately, my legs spread wide so
his two buddies got a good view of his cock sliding
in and out of my gripping sphincter . I moaned and yelped
loudly, unashamed, in total abandon.
We were far away from prying eyes and ears.
He found my weakness - my nipples. As soon as he squeezed
and pulled on them he knew he had me.
I squealed, gasped, hell I think I even screamed a little.
He was sexually developed and able to ejaculate. I wasn't
but oddly I orgasmed inside like a girl very
easily and often and right then and there was one of those
"often" times. It must have been a spectacle; Joey stretching
my tits out by the nipples like rubber bands as I spasmed,
shuddered and made a LOT of noise.
I felt his rather big dick jumping and pumping his semen
into my rectum as a long, non-stop, uncontrollable orgasm
hit me, the kind that frighten me because they're so
fucking intense.
His cum suddenly lubed me even more and I momentarily slid
up and down twice as fast.
Still orgasming, I spasmed upright and froze, quivering,
unable to breathe as he kept pulling on my nipples.
The orgasm let go of me and I let my pressured breath out
with a sound that sounded like pain because it was but
also intense pleasure.
I collapsed unto him. His lips found mine and I felt
absolutely in love with him as we kissed forever in post
orgasmic bliss.
I kept having orgasms all day. Once it reaches a certain
point it just gets out of control.
I don't remember the names of the other two but one of them
had jerked off and cum during the show and I didn't blame him
although I was disappointed.
Joey had a little bit of sh!t on the tip of his dick so I
poured some water on it and wiped it clean with a paper towel.
The one who came looked ashamed so I just took his cum
covered cock in my mouth as if nothing happened, gave him a
head bobbing BJ and he actually came again. I took his
messy right hand and licked it clean, sucking his fingers,
loving the taste and smell, that flat-acid scent you can
smell across a room.
Now I turned my attention toward the third guy. He was
oozing precum but he hadn't cum yet.
He was on his knees waiting for the first blow job of his life
and I didn't disappoint him.
I got down low, looking up into his eyes and kissed the bottom
of his cock head. He shuddered at the unfamiliar sensations and
I tried to be as gentle and slow as possible but he let loose
after ten seconds. Trying to make him last longer was a lost cause.
I swallowed most of it; that indescribable powerful, salty mushroom
cellar kind of taste and smell. I kept some in my mouth and continued
blowing him, rocking my head in my patent pending (heehee) way
to give maximum sensation then I grabbed his balls to make him
gasp in surprise as I let the rest of his cum and my saliva
pour out onto my chin.
I said, "SHIT! I couldn't even swallow all of it!" and winked
with my left eye so the others couldn't see.
Naive as he was he caught on.
"That was good" he said, his gratitude and pride bursting out.
Joey's load was spilling out of my ass and tickling my leg as it
followed gravity.
The sexual spell sailed away on the warm breeze, they all got
dressed hurriedly, afraid of being seen with the little queer
but I just relaxed, naked, spread out languidly in the
soft, young spring foliage, a source of both pride
and shame, tripping over each other as they tried to move,
their eyes glued to their first and forever secret conquest.
They avoided me in town and I never met them out in fields again.
I wonder if they still remember me. Probably...
Something flashed in my eyes, and I realized Johnny was using his
scope lens as a signal mirror.
He had watched over me
Big br0 never missed. Ever.
I was never in dang3r.
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