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Date: Sat, 27 Feb 1999 20:31:42 -0800
From: Angela Stevens <angelastevens69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Aunt_Jeanette (TG)
This story contains very graphic sexual language and situations. If you are
under 18, or offended by boys who dress up and have sex with other boys,
please stop now. The rest of you perverts should unzip now. This is my gift
to you.
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Aunt Jeanette
by Angela Stevens
My name is Philip. I'm the new kid in town. I just moved up here to live with
my aunt Jeanette while my mother gets her life straightened out. Mother has
had a lot of problems with booze and men for the last few years, and my aunt
finally talked her into letting me get out of the way while she gets it
together. My aunt lives in Canada, so out of the way is really what she
meant. My aunt and I have always had fun together, so I'm happy to be here.
The problem is that I'm the only kid in town who doesn't speak French. I
figure maybe that'll be an advantage. Some girl will fall for me because she
thinks I sound like a sophisticated foreign "man of mystery." From what I've
heard of French girls, my cherry is as good as gone!
When I arrived at the airport Aunt Jeanette was glad to see me. We hugged and
kissed and she told me what a handsome young man I was becoming. Actually,
she used the word "pretty", but I figure she just used the wrong word because
she usually speaks French. We were upset to learn that the airline lost my
luggage. I was sure mother had checked it in for me, but it wasn't there.
Auntie said we'd work something out.
I'd forgotten how much Auntie looks like mother. She smells good too. We
spent the afternoon talking about the times we'd seen each other before, and
about mother. Auntie even asked me if I had any girlfriends, to which I had
to reply no. I wasn't the biggest or most handsome boy in class, in fact I'm
rather small and skinny. Auntie assured me that as soon as I grew up the boys
would be beating down the door to get at me.
"Boys?" I asked.
"Oh, excuse me. My English is a little out of practice. I must have been
remembering my own childhood. 'Girls' of course for you darling!" She
answered. We spent the evening catching up.
When bedtime rolled around and she brought me one of her silk nighties to
wear to bed I just looked at, questioning whether I should put it on.
"Go ahead and change, Philip. I won't look. And besides, we're family."
Auntie turned away, and I quickly changed and jumped into bed.
"Not so quick, young lady. March down the hall and brush your teeth. There's
a new toothbrush in the cabinet behind the mirror." I guess because of the
way I was dressed it was appropriate for her to call me "young lady." Auntie
watched as I sheepishly got up and went to brush my teeth.
When I returned she tucked me in and gave me another big kiss, right on the
lips. Mother never kissed me like that, and the sheets started to rise before
Auntie was finished. Then, when she reached over to switch off the light, her
hand fell directly on my crotch. She squeezed what she found, seeing how big
it was.
"Philip! What are you hiding under there?" She asked.
When I didn't answer right away she quickly pulled the covers down and my
nighty up. My penis wasn't very large, but it was extremely hard. "That's so
sweet, Philip. You really do like me, don't you?" She asked. This time she
waited for me to answer.
"Yes, Auntie." I said.
She smiled and pulled the nighty back down. She kissed me on the forehead
before turning out the light. "Philip, you are becoming a young man. We'll
have to do something about that tomorrow." She closed the door as she left.
I lay there for quite a while before I fell asleep, imagining what "something"
might be.
In the morning she woke me up with another warm kiss that got my blood
flowing, then led me by the hand down to the kitchen for breakfast. By this
time I was getting used to wearing the nighty. It was actually very
comfortable to sleep in, even if I did have some strange dreams.
I was eating my oatmeal when two pretty girls came and knocked on the glass
kitchen door behind me. I turned and saw them and began to bolt for the
stairs so they wouldn't see what I was wearing, but Auntie put her hand
firmly on my shoulder to keep me from leaving as she answered the door.
They looked in at me and giggled, and my aunt invited them in! I had no idea
what they were saying, but I was extremely embarrassed. "Auntie, you can't
let them see me like this!" I pleaded.
"Don't be silly, Philip. Anna and Marie live right next door. They're going
to be your best friends while you're here. And it gets so cold up here in
the winter that all the boys wear nightgowns to sleep in. Why should they
care if you do too? Relax and say hello." I didn't have much choice but to
do as she suggested.
The girls giggled and replied "Bonjour Philip!"
"See, they like you already. You've got nothing to be worried about. They
probably even sleep in nighties like that themselves." Auntie commented.
The girls were both about my age, and came over to feel the silk of my
nightgown. They talked to Auntie for a few minutes in French. Auntie kissed
them both on the cheek before they left, and they both kissed me the same
way.
"Isn't it great, honey? You've only been in town for a day and you're
already making new friends. Let's go upstairs and pick out nice some clothes
for you to wear today. Anna and Marie are going to take you to the mall.
It's where all the kids hang out. You'll make lots more new friends." She
said as she led me by the hand up to her bedroom.
It turned out that Auntie's idea of nice clothes meant HER clothes!
Fortunately we're about the same size. When I protested about wearing her bra
and panties, she reminded me that I had no clean clothes of my own, and that
all her clothes were cut for this kind of underwear, and that no one but her
would notice anyway.
"Philip, you should be grateful that I am sharing my nice things with you."
she said. "If you have any manners you'd better thank me right now!"
"Thank you, Auntie." I grumbled.
"No, that's not good enough." She said. "Thank me nicely for letting you
wear my pretty bra and panties."
"Thank you for letting me wear your pretty bra and panties, Auntie."
"That's a start. We're going to have to work on your manners while you're
here. Now ask me to pick out some more pretty clothes for you. Ask nicely
and I won't make them too sexy." She looked at me standing there in her soft,
sexy underwear and smiled sweetly, waiting for me to speak.
"Please pick out some more pretty things for me to wear, Auntie. Pretty
please."
"Since you said 'pretty please,' I think I'll let you wear pants and a
shirt." She picked a pale pink fluffy sweater from the closet and handed it
to me. "Here, now put this on."
"But Auntie, it's pink! What will everyone think?" I said.
"I've already told you that the boys up here dress a little differently from
what you're used to in America. It's very common here for brothers and
sisters and mothers and sons to share the same clothes." She explained. Then
she held up a low-cut red silk blouse with little white hearts all over it,
as if to offer me an alternative. "Would you prefer this one?" she asked.
"No, Auntie, I like the first one better. It's very pretty." I said quickly.
I was happy when she handed me a pair of blue jeans to wear with the pink
top. "Here are some real macho jeans for you to wear, sweetie." She said.
Of course, the jeans were cut tight down my legs, and had little zippers to
let me get my feet through the cuffs. Standing in front of her wearing her
flimsy silk panties and bra made me very aware of how my little penis was
reacting to Auntie's attentions. I put the jeans on quickly, then the pink
sweater.
She looked at me and pursed her lips. Then she handed me a pair of pink
ruffle socks, and a pair of white tennies. I knew better than to complain.
She had me sit down so she could brush my hair. When she wasn't pleased with
the way it looked she trimmed my bangs. "That'll do for now," she said, "but
we'll have to get you to the hairdresser tomorrow. I just hate messy hair."
She used spray to make my hair fluff up. It looked a little feminine to me,
but I figured the styles were just different up here, so I didn't complain.
I panicked when Auntie went to the dresser and returned with a tube of bright
red lipstick. "Auntie, please! I need to make a good impression on these
kids. I'll be going to school with them next week!"
Auntie listened to my tirade and laughed. "You thought this sexy lipstick was
for you, Philip? You should be so lucky. Lipstick is for girls. This is for
me." She teased.
She went to the mirror and put it on, taking her time while I sat and watched.
I have to admit that it made her look very sexy. She saw me watching her and
smiled. She squeezed her lips together, turned and offered me the lipstick.
"Lipstick makes everybody prettier, Philip. If you really want to wear some
I'm sure Anna and Marie wouldn't mind. Are you sure you don't want to put on
some pretty red lipstick before you go out with your new girlfriends?"
I hesitated, and offered her a compromise. "If I see other boys wearing that
stuff at the mall today I'll try some tomorrow, OK?"
"OK, Philip. Let me know when you're ready. It really is OK for boys to wear
lipstick if they want to." Auntie said. "One thing you need for sure is some
cologne. Here, let me spray some on you." She spritzed my neck. "Now you
smell nice!" She said. I thought the cologne was a little flowery for a boy,
but it was too late to stop her.
We went downstairs to wait for Anna and Marie.
They arrived in a few minutes. As we were leaving for the mall Auntie gave me
a big kiss, full on the lips. I was surprised, but began to get horny again
as her lips squirmed against mine. She broke the kiss and smiled at me.
"Be good, Philip. Stay with Anna and Marie so you don't get lost, and have a
nice time!" She said as she closed the door.
Anna drove us to the mall. All the way they giggled and kept looking at me
from the front seat. We parked and went inside. At the food court they
introduced me to about seven of their friends. At least that's what it
sounded like. The girls all came over to kiss me on the cheek and hug me. I
think one of them felt my bra strap. Another smiled and sniffed my neck where
Auntie had sprayed me. The boys just nodded. I think they were trying to look
tough, but I smiled back at them. I needed to fit in. I was distressed to see
that they wore baggy blue jeans and t-shirts, just like the boys back home.
"I guess Auntie doesn't know as much about kids as she thinks she does." I
thought.
Anna and several of the other girls led me off for a little shopping. I had
to stand around in the lingerie section watching them decide which bra's they
should buy, which was embarrassing enough, but it got worse when they
couldn't decide, because they held two up and indicated that I should pick
one. I pictured Anna in the white lace one, so I pointed at it. They went
over and bought it, and the matching panties.
From there I followed them downstairs to the make-up counters. I couldn't
believe how many different colors and smells there were. All the salesgirls
smiled at me as we walked around. I was confused when Anna picked up a nice
red trial tube and handed it to me. She pointed me to the mirror. My heart
sank when I looked at myself. Auntie had left enough lipstick on my lips
with her kiss to make it look like I was wearing it myself! I put the
lipstick tube down and grabbed a Kleenex from a box on the counter and wiped
my lips clean. Anna bought the lipstick anyway, and made me carry the boxes.
As we were leaving the cosmetics section, a blonde woman who looked about 40
sprayed more sweet smelling perfume on my neck. I smelled it as we returned
to the food court.
Anna then proceeded to hold up the bra and panties and lipstick for everyone
to see. The girls all seemed to approve. When the guys went to the video
arcade I tried to go with them. Before I got away Marie took my hand and led
me off in the other direction. "Oh well," I thought. "At least I'm getting
plenty of attention from the girls."
Marie and I stopped at a small store where she looked at earrings for a few
minutes and chatted with the salesgirl. There was a chair where she let me
sit down while she browsed. When she had made her purchase, the salesgirl
surprised me by coming up behind me. She didn't understand my protests, and
pulled my hair to hold my head still. Before I knew it she had used some
kind of gun to put the little gold heart shaped studs Marie had bought in
both my ears.
We returned to the group of girls and I had to show off the earrings.
Everyone seemed to like them.
After about an hour more of listening to the girls chat and not understanding
a word of it, Anna and Marie said goodbye and took my hand to leave for home.
They stopped at the restrooms by the door on the way out, and left me waiting
for them. The stick figures on the doors made it clear which one I should
use, and they pushed me toward it. I went in.
One of the boys from the food court was the only other person in the men's
room. His piss was splashing loudly into the urinal. When he finished he
smiled and turned to face me. He let me watch him shake the pee off his fat
dick before he tucked it into his pants. I hoped that someday I would have a
cock as big as his. I smiled back at him and headed for a stall. No way would
I stand at a urinal and let him see that I was wearing my Auntie's underwear.
He must have misunderstood the smile, because he followed me to the stall,
and pushed me in. He came in too, embraced me, and kissed me on the lips. He
was bigger than me, so I had to stand there and take it. Yuck.
Then he took my bag, got out my new lipstick, opened it and handed it to me.
I sat on the stool and put the lipstick on as he towered over me. When I'd
finished he pulled his pants down and freed the large cock he'd showed off
to me a few minutes earlier. It was even bigger now, standing straight out
in front of my face. He took my hands and put them on it.
I was afraid someone would come in and catch us doing this. Anna and Marie
weren't the most patient people in the world, and after they finished peeing
I was afraid they would come in looking for me and catch me playing with this
boy's cock. I couldn't think of any other way out of the situation, so I
began to stroke it like I did for myself sometimes. He leaned back and
groaned softly with pleasure. I was intrigued by the shape of his cock. The
shaft was long and thick, maybe three inches in diameter. My hands barely
fit all the way around. On the end there was a purple helmet with a little
drop of pearly liquid oozing from the little hole.
After a few minutes he put his hands in my fluffy hair and pushed his fat
cockhead up against my red lips. He pinched my nose shut to make me open my
mouth, and laughed as the helmet popped in. My mouth was suddenly full of hot
flesh. He began sliding it in and out, pushing it up against the back of my
mouth, then pulling all the way out so he could push it in through my lips
again. In my haste to get him off quickly, I accidentally scratched the shaft
with my teeth. He pulled out and smacked me on the side of the head. Then he
glared down at me with an angry expression. I didn't want to get hit again,
so I grabbed his butt and pulled his cock forward. This time I was careful
to open wide and cover my teeth with my lips as he slid in and out.
I sucked and licked the best I could. When he squirted in my mouth I
swallowed every drop so I could keep Auntie's sweater clean. It didn't taste
half bad actually, but it did burn my throat a little. I was relieved that
it was over and no one had found us together. If I was lucky my suitcases
would have arrived while I was gone and as soon as I got home I could get
back to normal. I'd just pretend this never happened. I figured that he
would have to keep it a secret too, unless he wanted everyone at school to
think he was a fag.
When we left the stall, I realized that what I had just done would be no
secret. The other four boys from the food court had sneaked in quietly and
were leaning back against the sinks, looking at me and jerking off. When I
ran to the door to leave, Anna and Marie and the other girls were waiting
outside. I knew I was lost when they just giggled and pushed me back inside.
The boys lined up, and I had to work my way down the line of teenage dicks.
They made me freshen my lipstick before each one. As I sucked cock after
cock I became aware of how sexy my situation would have been if I were a
real girl. By the end of the line I was aroused myself down inside my lacy
silk panties. I knew the smell and taste of cock would stay with me for a
while.
After I swallowed last mouthful, the first boy was waiting again. He said
something to his friends, and they stripped me down to my auntie's bra and
panties. Then they pulled down the panties and bent me over the sink, rubbing
my hard prick up against the cold porcelain and exposing my puckered virgin
asshole for everyone to see. One of the boys went to the door and got Anna.
She looked at me and clucked her tongue. Then she found my lipstick and
freshened up my lips. She took a small vibrator out of her purse and held
it up for me to lick it. When it was slippery enough she slowly pushed it
up my squirming ass. I moaned with pleasure when she turned it on and the
buzzing vibrations reached my core. She massaged my prick as she worked the
plastic shaft around and around, stretching me until it didn't hurt any more.
She was careful not to let me cum, squeezing my balls until they were numb
from time to time.
After a few minutes she pulled the vibrator from my ass, kissed me on the
cheek, and went to get Marie. Marie took a bigger vibrator from her purse.
When I sucked it I left little red lipstick marks. My tongue noticed little
ribs running around the shaft. Every rib gave me a shiver as she slid the
plastic cock up my ass and continued to stretch me. She didn't even have to
caress my prick to keep it hard. She did have to squeeze my balls real tight
to keep me from coming.
When Marie pulled her vibrator out she kissed me on the cheek and went to
stand by the door with Anna.
My ass felt empty for a second, but then a thick finger poked it's way
inside, and then another alongside it. I moaned in pain, which they must
have interpreted as pleasure, because the next thing I felt was a hard,
helmeted dick pushing through the hole, burying itself deep inside my ass.
The teenage boy who had first fucked me in the mouth was now taking my ass
cherry in front of all his friends. I was his pussy boy.
Anna and Marie opened the door so the other girls could watch. I could tell
from the sound of their voices that they were excited too.
After a few minutes of grunting thrusts I felt his cock spasm and squirt hot
liquid deep inside me. My ass felt empty when he pulled out and wiped it
clean on my ass. He put it away and zipped up his pants, then gave me a
playful slap on the butt before strutting out into the mall. The girls
outside gave him high fives as he passed, followed by the other four boys.
I was sprawled out on the sink in Auntie's bra, with her panties on the floor
at my feet. I guess you could say that I had gotten into the spirit, because
I actually wished my dribbling ass was full of hard cock again. Marie must
have read my mind, because she rummaged around in her purse and found a
tampon, which she unwrapped and brought to me. She motioned at my ass, and
I understood. I poked the stiff white cardboard tube up my butt. Then she
helped me pull the cover out, leaving the absorbent cotton to keep me from
dripping on Auntie's clothes. It was a poor substitute for flesh, but it
would have to do for now. She helped me dress.
The girls outside had waited to kiss me on the cheek as I left the men's
room, walking stiffly. Anna and Marie led me back to the car, chattering
excitedly in French all the way.
Auntie was happy to see us return. She invited Anna and Marie to stay for
lunch. They talked as we ate, and I saw Anna making gestures that could only
have accompanied a description of how I'd kneeled in front of the boy's. She
held up five fingers and smiled. So did Auntie. Then Marie giggled and
walked to the kitchen sink. She bent over it with her ass in the air and
moaned, obviously showing Auntie what she'd seen in the bathroom.
"Philip," Auntie said happily. "I am so glad you are coming out of your
shell and making so many new friends! Your mother was worried about you, and
part of the reason she sent you here was so I could teach you about sex. She
said you were always such a prude when she brought men home to spend the
night. While you're here you are going to learn just how badly women need
sex, so when you go home you will be happy when mommy finds a nice big cock
to cheer her up. By that time you will probably want to join in!" She laughed
at the teasing comment, but then got serious again.
She pursed her lips. "Anna and Marie and all their girlfriends are so glad
you have come to live with me. Those boys at the mall are trying all the time
to have sex with them. They are all good Catholic girls, and they don't want
to get pregnant. Since that is not a problem for you, They asked me if you
will help take care of the boys every day. That would be a nice change for
you, wouldn't it?"
I didn't think it was such a good idea, but Auntie continued before I could
think of a reply that wouldn't make her mad.
"Good, Philip. I'm glad you want to help your new friends. This means you
will need to get up an hour early every day. That should be enough time for
all of them to come at least once. Then after school they can come over for
seconds!" Auntie hugged me tight. "You are learning so fast, Philip! I am
proud of you!"
Anna handed aunt Jeanette the bag with bra, panties and lipstick inside.
Auntie picked up the lipstick. "I thought I told you only girls get to wear
lipstick, Philip!" she scolded. Then she held the red tube out to me. "If
you put this lipstick on right now I'll let you keep on being Auntie's little
girl. If you would rather be a boring little boy, then tell me so. But you'll
still have to take care of the other boys every morning, and if you're a boy
that means you are a faggot. So what do you want to be, Philip? A pretty girl
or a sissy faggot?"
I took the lipstick from her. Anna held up a small mirror from her purse, and
I carefully filled in my lips with perfumed red color.
"Oh, good, Philip. Now that you're going to be a girl, you'll need a girl's
name. I'm going to call you Angela!" She gushed.
"You can go up to your room and rest now, Angela. My boyfriend is coming over
later and you'll need all your energy to keep up with him!."
I kissed everyone on the cheek and left to catch some rest. It was shaping up
to be an interesting school year.
The End