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Sweet Sixteen Part 7
By Beverley Ann Miles
Alex looked at Daniel. "Just how many of these magazines have you
got?"
He'd returned 'She-male Submission,' to be given 'She-male Seduction'.
As usual, Daniel had waited until Alex was clad only in lingerie before he
offered it, and was watching him closely as he skimmed through it. This
time, young men were coerced and convinced to wear ladies' clothes,
usually by attractive females, who then set them up with older men, who
would wine and dine them, drug them and enslave them. Some of the
pictures featured oral sex--they looked good.
"Er, quite a few," replied Daniel. Alex assumed he had that shifted in
embarrassment, but then looked closer. There was an obvious bulge
under his expansive waistline--quite impressive, as his trousers weren't
that tight a fit.
"So," asked Alex, pointing at Daniel's groin. "Is that because of me, or
this magazine?"
Daniel blushed. "Well, both. I look at the pictures, but I imagine it's you
and me."
"Ohhh kayyy," said Alex, thinking rapidly. "I mean, naturally I'm
flattered, but what have you got to offer a 'girl' like me?" He looked at
Daniel's groin--the bulge appeared to be getting bigger.
"What can I offer? Well, I'll show you!" he stood up, and offered Alex
his seat, which he took. Then standing in front of Alex, he undid the belt
holding his trousers up; the tightness of the belt due to the pressure of his
stomach caused his trousers to fly open, and fall down around his ankles.
He then hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his shorts, and slid
them down, to reveal his pride and joy.
"Oh my God!" whispered Alex "It's enormous!"
It was. It wasn't even erect yet, and it hung, fat and heavy, down between
his legs. The rounded head poked shyly from between the folds of the
foreskin, and the shaft twitched. Alex watched, in morbid fascination, as it
continued to expand.
Reaching out, he looked Daniel in the eyes "May I?"
"Oh, please."
His fingers closed about the shaft, only to have them forced apart as it
continued to expand in his hand. It stiffened, and the foreskin pulled back
of its own accord, to reveal a huge shiny, slightly tapered head. Alex
measured the shaft--it must have been about eight inches long--not the
longest he'd seen--but certainly the thickest. With his hand tight around
the fat. heavily-veined shaft, his fingers and thumb were still a good
distance apart.
Hanging underneath, his scrotum contained what looked and felt like two
golf balls.
Alex knew then and there, that he wanted to have a much closer
relationship with this monster member--and was sure he would. But he
would make Daniel work for it. He smiled up at Daniel, absentmindedly
stroking the stiff shaft.
"I always wondered if security guards carried weapons. Now I know, and
I see that like policemen, you keep it hidden in your trousers. However, as
I haven't misbehaved--yet--I don't think you can use it on me, unless I let
you."
Daniel swallowed, and nodded.
"So, put it away, because I haven't got the time to play right now!"
*****
Alex's dad was away from home two or three nights a week, and it had
been quite lonely in the evenings, but after Christmas he started to
socialise a bit more, inviting work friends 'round, and occasionally going
out 'dressed' with Vicky. The mobile 'phone meant he could keep much
better contact with his dad--and thus avoid any embarrassment that would
result in dad coming home to find him 'dressed'.
It also allowed Clive to call him, and arrange visits. Clive now worked in
town, and would text a message asking if the coast was clear during the
day. Alex would read the message either at lunchtime or in the evening,
and call back. If Dad was home that night, bad luck, but if away, then
Clive could come 'round.
*****
Alex had taken 'She-male Seduction' home, and liked to imagine the
pictures featuring himself and Clive, although sometimes it seemed more
appropriate to substitute in Daniel or Jeremy, or the stripper from
Badgirlz. Whoever, it turned him on.
Then, to his horror, he 'misplaced' the magazine over the weekend. He
was sure he'd hidden it under his mattress, but it wasn't there Saturday
night. Alex noticed his dad went to bed early, claiming he was tired, but
there was a light on--shining under the door--for long into the night. On
Sunday night, the magazine was back.
Alex had the sneaking suspicion that his father had 'borrowed' the
magazine, but what could he do? This was not something you could have
a man-to-man chat about!
*****
Clive came to visit once or twice a week. Often they would go out to
restaurants, or if late pick up a take-away, although occasionally they
would cook at Alex's house. Afterwards they would curl up on the sofa,
and try to watch a video. Try to because cuddling would turn to stroking,
to caressing, to kissing and arousal. And inevitably, arousal lead to
exposure, and Alex leaning down, and taking Clive's meat deep into his
mouth.
After the first time, Clive agreed to ease off when climaxing, to avoid
choking Alex, and it became more enjoyable. Usually it was a leisurely,
gentle experience, Clive laying back on the sofa with Alex's head on his
lap, mouth full--his knob held by firm lips around the groove, tongue
washing, until he came--spurting his semen to be slowly swallowed.
However, Clive would occasionally get hold of a pornographic video, and
in a high state of arousal, he would aggressively fuck Alex's mouth,
regardless of choking; Alex secretly loved the domination--the deeply
erotic sense of being in someone else's power.
*****
Alex flicked through the latest offering from Daniel's collection 'Bound to
Please--She-male Bondage Slaves', and looked up. From his open
trousers, Daniel's monstrous cock lurked rigidly beneath the overhanging
bulk of his belly. He now made no effort to hide himself.
"This looks good," said Alex, waving the magazine, "So I think you
might deserve a reward. What do you think?"
Daniel nodded gratefully, and hauled himself to his feet. Alex reached
down, and grasped the huge shaft, and began to stoke it, then gripping
more firmly, to pump the foreskin back and forth. The big man cried out,
quickly stimulated beyond endurance, and his penis spasmed in Alex's
hand.
Alex stood out of the line of fire, as a large gob of cum shot across the
room, to impact on the wall a good six feet away. It was followed by
string of others, the range falling off with the size, until it subsided to a
slow dribble, pulsing out of his slit to form a small puddle on the floor.
The first glob was still slowly sliding down the wall, leaving a slug like
trail.
"I think," said Alex, frankly impressed "That it's a good thing you have
tiles in here and not carpet! You need to get a mop and bucket of water!"
*****
"Hello again, Alex," said a voice. Alex looked up from the stock book, to
see a familiar face on the other side of the counter.
"Good morning, sir," he caught the frown, "er, Jeremy. And how can I
help you this time?"
"More of the same again, I think?" replied the outwardly-respectable
gentleman.
"I see no problem there," said Alex immediately. "So, did your 'nephew'
appreciate his presents, and did they fit?"
"Oh yes. The fit was good, and he--or she, now--was very
appreciative?.?.?. yes, very."
*****
After a last hectic weekend of massive reductions, the sales were over,
and with them January. Debbie came up to Alex at the end of the day, and
asked him for a favour.
"What?" he asked.
"Well, the next big sales opportunity is St. Valentine's Day?.?.?." she
trailed off.
"And you want me to sell to the men again?" he realised, thinking ahead.
"Well, yes, please." said Debbie, relieved. "It is only for two weeks, then
you can go back to being one of the girls full time. In fact, I think we'll
need to train up somebody else for next Christmas." 'Because,' she
thought, 'you'll be too far gone by then.'
"OK," said Alex. "But it's going to feel strange, working in trousers
again!"
*****
There was a new line brought in, just for the Valentine's Day build up,
usually only available by mail-order--corsets.
Alex admired them on the special display. They were expensive and he
could see why, as they were stunning. The sensual satin and lace outer
layers hid vertical metal boning and rigid fabric to control waistlines and
rib cages. Some were full length, with formed breast cups and shoulder
straps, but others finished plainly, the breasts being confined, and no
straps, whilst smaller 'waist nippers' just extended from under the breasts
to the top of the hips.
They all had suspenders, four, six or even eight on the most restricting.
All had substantial lace-up backs, and promised to reduce already trim
figures to Victorian proportions. Most items featured matching g-strings
or thongs, and the display was finished off with silk stockings and
boudoir boots. It would be almost impossible to walk in the boots--they
were enclosed the foot tightly holding it as a straight continuation of the
calf, like a ballet dancer on point. The toe was squared off, and the nine-
inch heel curved to run parallel to the sole.
Every man who saw the collection walked away aroused!
*****
"So, Jeremy. What do you want me to try for you this time?"
"You have any suggestions?" he riposted, but they both looked across at
the corsetry display together.
Alex lead him over, suggesting a number of more enclosing styles. "I
assume that your, er niece, will still need the extra support, um, 'up top',"
he indicated the breast area. Jeremy nodded. "Do you want to stick with
white again, or go for something a bit more dramatic, like black, or
purple?"
They decided on three types, one in black, one pale blue and the other,
Alex's favourite, in rose pink with red trim. He secretly thought it would
go well under his bridesmaid's dress. There were matching thongs, and
Jeremy also suggested a pair of black seamed silk stockings. At Alex's
urging he also selected a pair of the ankle-length boots, in black patent
leather.
"OK," said Alex. "I'll sort out a time with my manager, and you'll 'phone
in to confirm the time is OK for you? Then I'll get everything ready."
Jeremy thanked him and turned to go. Alex noticed the bulge in his
trousers as he turned, the realised that he had one himself--the thought of
modelling the incredibly sexy corsets, in private, with a man he hardly
knew--but had 'handled', was exciting.
*****
Jeremy closed the stock room door behind him, and locked it. There was
a chair by the door, and he sat down on it, after taking off his jacket and
coat, and placing them over the back. Alex had done some preparation
this time, having been in the room for at least half an hour; his face was
made up, and his hair, now quite long, free and lying on his bare
shoulders. He was wearing the lilac Phantasy set that he'd received for
Christmas from an unknown admirer, and the seamed stockings that
Jeremy had identified.
He walked up to Jeremy, carrying the boots. "I'm going to need some
help with all these laces," he said. Jeremy nodded, and took the boots.
Alex lifted up one foot, and Jeremy took it, and guided it into the first
boot, which he then placed on the edge of the seat between his legs.
Strong fingers eased the laces, then pulled them tight.
Alex put the foot down, and found the boot supported his foot well,
spreading the load away from the toes. He reached out to either side, to
grab the shelf uprights for support, and balanced on the booted foot, to
hold up his other leg. Jeremy again took his foot, and pushed it into the
boot, before lacing tightly again.
Both feet on the floor, Alex found that to balance, he had to keep his legs
apart, and his knees slightly bent. His arse was pushed up and back, and
he leant forward slightly.
"Oh, yes. An excellent choice my dear," praised Jeremy, as he released
the pressure on his member by undoing his trousers. Alex attempted to
turn, but had to hold onto the shelves to stay stable; he carefully tottered
down the room, then lowered himself onto a chair.
Alex grinned ruefully at his admirer. "They look great, and the pose they
force is very sexy, but don't expect anyone to walk far!" Jeremy laughed,
and his already stiff member, poking out of the fly of his shorts, quivered.
Alex took off the basque and thong, and reached out for the pale blue g-
string, which he pulled on, tucking his own penis away as well as he
could. He then pulled the matching corset around his torso, and did up the
metal hooks down the front. The lacing up the back gave sufficiently, but
was tight enough to hold it in place--there were no shoulder straps.
Breasts in place, he stood up, and walked carefully along to where Jeremy
was sitting.
Turning round, he presented the laces to Jeremy. Jeremy stood up behind
him, and Alex heard his trousers fall to the floor. Alex felt fingers up and
down his back, and then the laces rubbing against his skin as they were
tightened. He put his arms out to the shelves to hold himself steady as the
pressure increased.
He found he was unable to bend down to pull up his stockings, so Jeremy
pulled them up, and connected the four suspenders, losing no opportunity
to caress Alex's thighs and buttocks. Finished, Alex turned, and carefully
backed away so that Jeremy could see him fully. They faced each other,
Alex in tight blue satin, and Jeremy in a state of partial undress, manhood
poking between the tails of his shirt.
"Very good, my dear. Are the laces tight enough, or should I go further
on the next one?"
"It feels tight, but I think they can go further."
"Very well, then. Come back here and I will release you." Jeremy
suddenly seemed to notice his exposed member, and made to tuck it
away.
"Oh, no. Don't hide it," said Alex. "I quite like the attention!"
"As you wish," he responded, as he released the back of the corset.
While Alex staggered down to change g-strings and corsets, Jeremy took
off his shoes, and stepped out of his trousers, then walked up to where
Alex was sitting, wearing just his shirt and shorts.
The black corset was long-bodied, reaching down as far as Alex's groin,
and featured breast cups and shoulder straps. Each leg featured four
suspender straps, making eight in all. Jeremy stood behind him again, and
tightened the laces, this time loosing an extra inch on the waistline, and
constricting Alex's rib cage. The shoulder straps were tightened, Jeremy
standing close behind him to do so, reaching under his arms--again held
out for support, to check the support of his breasts. He could sense the tip
of Jeremy's penis between his legs, and shifted slightly to grip it with his
thighs.
Jeremy's hands then slid down, over the taut black satin constraining his
stomach and thighs, and began to connect the suspenders, adjusting the
length to tighten each of them in turn.
The sensation was incredible. It felt like his whole body was being
squeezed, and apart from his arms and head, he could hardly move.
"Try walking, my dear," said Jeremy
He shuffled round, then hobbled off down the room, holding onto the
shelves as he went. With every step he could feel the hem of the corset
cutting into his thighs--sitting down was not an option. The tightness
around his chest forced him to take quick shallow breaths.
"Oh yes, excellent, my dear," announced Jeremy, who stood back
watching, idly caressing his own iron-hard length. "I'll definitely get that
one, and the boots. My niece will just love the restraint!"
Alex staggered back, and Jeremy stepped forward to meet him, taking
him into his arms. The gentleman was very tall, but with the boots on,
Alex could match him eye-to-eye. He leant forward, and kissed him
lightly on the lips--he felt Jeremy's rod between his legs again, and
gripped it as he kissed.
He pulled back "Yes, I can recommend this corset--it feels incredible, but
I don't think I could wear it for too long! Get me out of it, please?"
"Of course," said Jeremy, his eyes sparkling with mirth. He turned Alex,
then untied the back laces. Alex breathed in deeply, then out, ahhh!
Once the corset was off, he sat down, to relieve the strain on his legs
imposed by the boots, and found Jeremy's cock filling his field of view.
He reached up, and stroked the length sticking out of the shorts, then
looked up at Jeremy.
"Why don't you let him out in the air, or does he like to be held in, too?"
he asked.
"Oh yes," Jeremy replied. "He just loves tight spaces!"
'I'll bet,' though Alex. Jeremy pulled off his shorts, and unbuttoned his
shirt, to reveal the full nine inches of his shaft, sticking up at a forty-five
degree angle, the knob shining, fully exposed to his inspection. Alex leant
over and kissed the end.
"Why, thank you, my dear."
"You're welcome!"
Finally, they got to the last, pale rose-coloured corset. There were no
shoulder straps, but it did have lace trimmed breast cups. The six
suspenders hung down from a hem mid-way between his navel and
crotch.
If possible, Jeremy pulled the laces even tighter this time; Alex felt his
innards rearrange themselves to cope, the top and bottom seams cut into
his underarms and the tops of his hips. Alex found he could just sit down,
the corset digging into the top of his thighs, but he stood up to let Jeremy
do the honours with the stockings and suspenders.
To fix the front suspenders, Jeremy stood close behind Alex and reached
around him. Alex could feel the length of firm muscle nestle into the
crack between his buttocks and he suddenly remembered the training he'd
had with Debbie and Gayle--and he knew what Gayle had felt like. There
was only one thing he could do now.
Alex pulled away, and did his final catwalk stagger up the room, but
when halfway back, he tripped, caught himself, but couldn't get up so
lowered himself to his knees. Jeremy stepped up, concerned, but Alex
quickly reached out, and grabbed his manhood, and pulling it close.
"Are you alright, my dear?" Jeremy enquired, his cock throbbing in
Alex's hand.
"I will be!" he responded, then leaned forward, and took the shiny smooth
tip into his mouth. There was already a bead of moisture gleaming in the
slit.
Jeremy had an almost perfectly sized knob to fit in Alex's mouth,
although he could not accommodate even half the length of the shaft.
However, as it had already been aroused for quite some time, Alex's
special attention only lasted two minutes or so, before he received a warm
sticky mouthful! Although Alex enjoyed it immensely, the duration was a
bit disappointing?.?.?. maybe another time.
"You didn't have to do that, you know?" said Jeremy, afterwards, as he
was unlacing the corset. To which Alex looked over his shoulder and
smiled.
"Actually, yes I did. I've wanted to suck your gorgeous cock for quite a
while! And I want to do it again." He paused. "Do you think we could,
perhaps, meet again? Say in a better--more comfortable location--
sometime?"
"Maybe, my dear. I'll consider it. Do you have a way that I can contact
you privately?" Alex gave him the number of his mobile 'phone.
The laces were loose, and Alex pulled the corset off. "I'd recommend this
one too, it allows a lot more movement than the last one--it's almost
practical!"
Jeremy took Alex's advice, and purchased two corsets, the matching g-
strings, and the boots. The delicate stockings he left with Alex, again.
To be continued
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