Message-ID: <5862eli$9711252312@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: rascal Subject: THE TRIP [1/1] (b/g, b/F, Humor) RASCAL Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: lacsar@poboxes.com MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii; name="THE-TRIP.TXT" Content-Disposition: inline; filename="THE-TRIP.TXT" Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <347B0CCC.248E@poboxes.com> Caution: Do not read this if you are a young boy or are likely to be influenced by a story about one. Better yet, if you are underage in the part of the world where you happen to be, leave now. Caution 2: This is intended to be a humorous story about a young boys experiences. No part of it is true or, I believe, even possible. Don't even think about trying anything of what you read about here. Caution 3: If you like heavy handed and explicit descriptions of sex acts, you will not like this story. If you are still here, read on and hopefully enjoy. Mainly though, keep a sense of humor. If sex isn't funny, you're too serious. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * This is a sequel of sorts for the main character in 'Perfect Life' Parts 1 - 6. Danny and his working but otherwise uninvolved mother, Doris, are taking a trip to start a new life in a new place. This story is about the trip itself. As you may or may not recall, Danny due to an accident when his father was killed, had a damaged penis. Because of the insurance coverage that limited the time period before it lapsed and the severe damage to Danny it was decided to reconstruct his penis just once to adult size rather than in increments as he aged. As a result of having a large (relative to his own body size) penis he has had a sex life from age 2; mostly passive. He is now eight years old and leaving the state may just save him from perpetual bondage. The saga continues with: The Trip [1/1] (b/f, b/F, humor) "Danny! Danny! Come here, sweetheart. I've got some really good news." I came running down the hall looking for Mom. I always liked to hear good news. "Oh, Danny it's wonderful. The boss is so impressed with my work that he has selected me as the office manager of a new expansion office in California. We'll be leaving within a week. It's the opportunity of a lifetime for us." I didn't quite know what to think. I was a willing slave to my mistress, Judy, who was 14 years old. She was the center of my life, as least at this time. Her mother was also a major player in dominance training and wanted to show me off at the next big party. It would have meant going naked with only a choker and leash where 20 or more mistresses displayed their slaves. It would have been a kick doing whatever any of the women wanted me to do. But under the circumstances it would be better to leave without notice. And, that's what I had just resolved to do. My mother, of course, knew nothing of this. "Come back from your wool-gathering, son and listen to me. The house will be put up for sale and we will leave as soon as we can. We'll have to rent a house when we get there. Since we will have to keep up payments on this place and pay rent at the other end, we have to economize. So we'll be taking the train 'el cheapo' style." During the next 5 days, I saw Judy everyday but acted like everything was OK. I was afraid that if she found out about the move she would cause problems and my mom would find out about my extracurricular activies. It's usually best to keep ones parents in the dark. Meanwhile, we were frantic at home packing the least we could possibly take with us. Everything that wasn't to be sold with the house was sent to the mover for storage. It was finally arranged and we slipped out in the early morning of the sixth day and took a cab to the train station. It didn't take long to determine what 'el cheapo' really meant. We didn't have a sleeper compartment of our own. And we didn't have a berth in the regular sleeper cars. Mom was more concerned about me than she was herself. Consequently, mom suffered and I got palmed off on every "good" soul on the train. Whenever mom would have a conversation with people on the train she would mention the sleeping problem. Invariably, the "good" soul would either proposition mom or suggest giving me a place to sleep. Mom refused all propositions, of course, but always let decent-looking people provide a place to sleep for her little eight-year-old boy, me. The other part of the 'el cheapo' train ride was that the milk run we were on went north and south mostly with an occasional nudge west. That meant a lot of nights on a train. I spent most of those nights, in the early part of the trip, sleeping in other peoples spaces. Frequently, I would wake up in the middle of the night being fondled. It was always a real challenge to remember who I was in bed with. Usually, I could just wait and it would become obvious. If they tried to mount me it was usually some older woman who had guessed what that larger than normal lump in my pants really was and wanted to try it out. If I woke up getting a blow job it was usually a man. Close your eyes and a blow job is a blow job. Maybe, but I had a real strong preference for females. But either sex usually wanted something. I remember well the three nights when nothing at all happened. Some of the exceptions made it interesting. One nice looking woman turned out to be a man in drag. He also suggested to mom that I spend the rest of the trip with "her". Fortunately, mom refused. One incident I'll relate was especially noteworthy. One kind lady offered a place to sleep with her daughter who she claimed was very good at babysitting. We were in a sleeper car with curtains hanging down in front of each bunk. Her daughter faked sleep and then casually and accidentally found her hand on my genitals. I had also faked sleep to see what would happen. She slid under the bedclothes with a flashlight and began exploring my body. For someone who was supposed to be so experienced she hadn't seemed to know much. She handled my cock like it was detached from my body and I would never know the difference. I'd laid there wide-eyed above the covers as this girl spread my legs and even turned me over to look at all my equipment from the back. When she was satisified with handling me she crawled over me and out of the berth. I heard a hushed conversation going on below me. Shortly, her mother crawled into the berth and the process started all over again. After repeating all of her daughters routines the mother turned around in the berth and settled her pussy gently on my face. I tried to appear asleep and at the same time provide some action. I slowly licked her as if I were having a dream. She kept trembling and shuttering as if it was the first time it had ever happened to her. I kept it up until she was completely exhausted. Later, she crawled down and her daughter took her place. They must have had another conversation because the daughter didn't waste any time crawling up on top of my head. Once she was totally engaged, I, as if in a dream, pulled her head down toward my cock. At first it lay hard next to her mouth. I continued to suck her pussy as she must have struggled with the thought of actually having a cock in her month. Finally, she gave it a tentative lick and finding that it didn't do anything really nasty, let it enter her mouth. After a minute or two when the earth didn't fall on her she reluctantly bobbed her head a little. Within two more minutes she was sucking my cock and really enjoying it. I doubt she ever told her mother about that. Anyway, if she did Mamma didn't show up to try it. * * * * * * * * * Mom got sick in Albuquerque, New Mexico and we had to leave the train. A local doctor said it was severe food poisoning from something she had eaten on the train. The doctor filed a complaint with the railroad on our behalf because we had very little money. The doc also undertook the process of finding, in the local society crowd, a suitable family that I could stay with until my mom recovered. The doctor told her not to worry about me and that the bill would be handled by the railroad. I arrived at the huge house after following the doctors directions. The girl who opened the door took one look at me, then turned and loudly told someone in another room that her charity case was here. Then she turned up her nose and walked off. The mother showed up shaking her head and looked at me sadly. "It's just me and my two girls here", she said, "and the doc thinks I should take in a boy of five or so." I told her I was eight but she just snorted and told me to follow her. We went into a sewing room where a much older short girl was modeling a half made dress while the oldest one who had met me at the door was pinning the hem. We were reluctantly introduced to each other. I was told to call the mother,moma, the older nasty one judy and the so far silent short one jessica. The girls were told to take care of the little boy, Me, so moma could nap. I was led back into the sewing room after lunch and generally ignored until Jessica got tired of modeling. She suggested to her sister that I be made to wear the dress so they both could work on it. Jessica looked me over and decided my size was ok but said she didn't want dirty boy clothes to dirty her new dress. She disgustedly pulled my shirt off over my head. While unbuttoning and dropping my pants she inadvertently caught my shorts with her thumbs. I stood there naked but for socks. Jessica was staring at my cock which was now half raised. Her cheeks were pink as she indicated I was to pull my shorts back up. She quickly slipped the dress off herself and over my head. Now she was just wearing a slip, but in her state of mind didn't seem to notice. Judy hadn't seen a thing since Jessica had been between us. Judy was shocked at Jessica's slip in front of the boy but then said so what, he's just a little kid. After that they both became very casual about their attire around me. Work on the dress went much faster with both of them working on the hem and other decorations. One worked in fromt and the other in back. Jessica when in front seemed particularly concerned with the way the dress lay and would brush it from the waist down repeatedly and no doubt noticed the enlarged bump part way down. When she was working in the back she would run her hand up the back on the inside to sew on something and would always end up caressing my thighs or butt with her knuckles or finger tips. This went on for most of the afternoon. Mostly, I was treated as an object rather than as a person. But, I really didn't care. After dinner when they were discussing the day, Jessica casually said, "I suppose we'll have to get down my old crib for the little kid and I suppose as the youngest I'll have to put up with him being in my room." I kept my head down and didn't say a word. Judy piped up and said, " You bet but maybe he should be hosed down first. Did you see the clothes he was wearing . I'll volunteer to wash the clothes if you'll otherwise take care of him. Ug! " When Judy washed the kids clothes she was surprized to find them of high quality and had two subtle odors associated with them. One was of womans perfume and the other was vaguely sexual. Both seemed inexplicable for a mere child. Jessica was frankly excited by the coup she had brought off. She felt the boy was a lot more than he seemed. She didn't think really young boys could possibly be that well-endowed but she was glad his age was not being mentioned. All in all she thought tonight could be interesting. I knew, after the not too subtle fondling I had received in the sewing room, I was probably in for a long night. I thought I would play dumb and see how it worked out. No free shows unless Jessica commited herself. When I was told that the bath water was ready, I went gladly. Neither my mother or I had had the luxury of a real bath in days. Sponge baths yes, real ones no. Moma, actual name Mary, watched from behind a pantry door as Danny bathed. She noticed that he didn't do anything special but just seemed too self-possessed for someone about five years old. Maybe he just needed a little cuddling to start acting his age again. After all he had been traveling and that always meant stress. She'd think about what she could do to straighten the dear baby boy out. I was given a short t-shirt for PJs that barely covered my ass. My clothes would be dry and ironed in the morning. Jessica showed me into her room and I was told to get into bed and go to sleep if I could. She said she would try to be quiet when she came to bed. I thought of that as a welcome resprite and quickly got in some sleep time. I was awakened by the crib being dragged closer to the bed. I barely opened his eyes and saw that Jessica was just setting down at her dressing table on the other side of the bed. I closed my eyes to slits to see what would happen. First, she was making so much noise that no one could possibly sleep through it. So, I finally decided to appear that I was sneeking a look at her. She kept glancing at me and making enough noise until she was sure that she saw my eyes watching her. Slowly she pulled off her dress and then her slip. Sitting in her panties and bra, she stroked her hair a lot more than she had probably done in years. Finally, she slipped a thin night dress over her head and made a big deal out of unsnapping her bra. Then holding up the nightdress to her waist she stood and glancing into the mirrow to make sure I was watching she slowly lowered her panties. She really did have a nice ass and I was starting to get interested. Jessica turned out the light and slipped into the single bed. Then she reached over and unhooked the sliding crib side and let it down so that the beds were about the same height. I didn't move or make a sound for fifteen minutes but I heard Jessica bouncing around in the single bed next to me. Finally she said, "Well if you can't sleep and you're going to keep both of us awake all night you may as well come over here where its more comfortable. Then maybe we can both get some sleep." With that she reached over and dragged me onto the single bed. Somehow in her tossing and turning in bed she had managed to get her night- dress all the way up to her armpits. Then in pulling me over into the single bed my PJs were inadvertently pushed up to my armpits. I landed half on her and half on my side facing her. She gave a sharp intake of breath as she felt my stiffening cock laying against her stomach. "Oh! You poor baby." she said and squeezed me hard against herself. "Would you feel more comfortable nursing. Isn't that what babies do? I have no milk but be comforted anyway." With that I was directed to her waiting breast and it took no more encouragement than that to get me started. I gently sucked on her nipple and at the same time massaged the other breast. I slowly let my hand drift around to the small of her back and then down to the crack of her wonderful ass. I caressed her globes slowly and pulled her towards me so she could feel how aroused I was. Jessica was breathing coarsely now and she was starting to wonder what she had gotten into. She had thought of this as mere titillation when she had started but now this baby was turning into a devil right in front of her and she couldn't stop him. She silently screamed as she felt him part her pussy lips with his fingers and then abandoning her breasts he slid down to mouth her clitorus. It dawned on her that she was going to be raped repeatedly and there was nothing she could do about it. He was definitely the devil and resistance was futile. Jessica relaxed and helped him in order to keep him from killing her with pain. I took away Jessicas' innocence aggressively with my tongue. As painlessly as I could I ruptured her hymen with a finger and since she was near a climax anyway I doubt she even knew it. After she revived I slipped my cock into her pussy and started a slow fucking. In a few minutes, at Jessicas' insistance, I sped up until We both climaxed again and again. She fell asleep half draped over me and I could not get away from her. Sometime after midnight I was again woken up. "You are a devil and I know it." she said, " Since you feel you must have your way with me, then just go on and do it again and again." I groaned and turned my head again to her waiting breast. * * * * * * * * Judy was pleased with the progress they were making on the new dress. At least the boy was good for something besides just eating up the food. Jessica on the other hand was walking around in a dreamy state and was spending much too much time goofing off. She had just gone to the bathroom and coming back she glanced into the sewing room before entering. Jessica, for christ sakes, was fondling the little kid. She had her hand up the dress and was playing with the boys cock. At least thats what it looked like. This had to stop. Judy made some noise and when she entered, everything was normal. Judy decided right then and there to remove temptation from her younger sister. After all they had never had men or even boys around so it was understandable that Jessica would be curious about construction differences. Judy thought she knew all the differences but even she wasn't sure. As the oldest however, it was her responsibility to keep Jessica from going awry. That evening at dinner she said she felt selfish in making Jessica take care of the boy all by herself. She was going to take care of the boy herself tonight. Mother smiled at her, approving her generousity. Judy noticed that Jessica just looked stricken which justified her taking action on her behalf. I thought that at least I'll get a break tonight. Judy hated me and of that I was sure. Thank god for small favors. As I was changing into my PJs in Judys room, she came in and stood watching me. "OK" she said, "Let's see what my sister was playing with today in the sewing room. There is no use denying it, I saw you entice her to feel you under the dress. That kind of thing will not happen to me. I can easily resist children. So you just lay on the bed, shut up and stop your enticing behavior. I'm wise to your kind. Now, close your eyes while I check this out." I was more than happy to comply. If all I had to do was lay there and go to sleep that suited me just fine. I slowly drifted into a well earned sleep. Judy, lifted the little boys sleeping t-shirt to his waist and sat back feeling very studious. She would analyze this part of the male body and commit it to memory so she would know exactly how it was constructed for future reference. The baby boy was snoring lightly. All the better as serious students didn't need anyone to watch them. She bent over and smelled the babys cock. At least it didn't stink. Actually it smelled clean. Next, she picked it up by the skin and waved it back and forth. It certainly seemed flexible enough. Nothing threatening here. How could women be raped by something like this. One of her group had gone away to finishing school and came back with a wild story of actually having had one of these things in her mouth. The group was scandalized just by the thought. Yet, here one was. And besides no one would know if she did anything. Judy gave the head a quick lick and felt very brave. No taste at all, just skin like her finger or toe. What was all the shouting about. Experience is the best teacher, she had heard that somewhere. What the heck, may never get another chance like this to learn. With that inspiring thought, Judy slid down the slippery slope. As soon as she had been able to stuff the whole thing completely into her mouth and was starting to savor the taste, the thing began to come alive. Her only hope now was to confine it. Massaging it might help it to go away but the more she did this the bigger it got. Unfortunately, the damn thing was addictive. She was beginning to like the challenge of whipping this little monster. After a good long fight she felt it shudder and become weaker. She released it from her mouth and lay back knowing she had won the grand fight. I was fully awake now and my cock was starting to recuperate from the struggle. Judy was almost unconscious. I slid her nightdress up and looked at her body. If anything it was better than Jessicas'. I could smell the intoxicating and musty perfume from her crotch area and decided that was where I wanted to be. I slid around to face her crotch leaving my cock near her face. I didn't waste a lot of time with normal caresses since the battle was already engaged. I sucked up the still distended clitorus and alternating between that and the the pussy itself I started to get seriously involved. Judy came alive with a rush of completely new feelings. It was something she had never heard of much less experienced. The boy was going to kill her by sucking her insides out. she had no doubt at all. You couldn't feel this good and live. In only a matter of seconds she knew he was going to whirl around and take her virginity. Her only hope was to again do battle with the monster. Quickly she swallowed the monster but it had gotten bigger while she rested. She did her best and as she climaxed for the first time in her life she felt the monster shutter. She felt at best it was a draw. The boy reversed himself before she could recover and she was raped and ruined. The pain was minimal but her only hope now was to confine the monster within herself until the police arrived so they could testify in court as to the injustice she had suffered. She wrapped her legs around the boy and she fought valiantly on. All night they fought. Occasionally, they would both collapse but as soon as one was ready, they were at it again. It was morning and I was totally disgusted. Two nights straight with little or no sleep. And worse, at breakfast moma told the girls that I would stay with her tonight because apparently I had snored so much that Judy had been kept awake. I glanced at Judy and she did have red eyes like mine. If I was forced into another strange bed then I was going to attack early and wear her out so I could in fact get some sleep. The dress was almost finished and I was tired of modeling. Now I was being attacked from front and back. I was surprised their hands didn't run into each other up there. Well, at least mama wasn't a virgin. Since she had the only full sized bed in the house, she decided that I needed a break from the crib. Crib my ass. I would have loved to sleep in that crib. But then she didn't ask me what I thought. She thought I needed cuddling and maybe I did but not from strangers. She took me in her arms and squeezed me up close and patted my back. OK so far. Now, release me and let me sleep. She pulled me on top of her and did some cooing as she raised we with her pelvis. She must have thought that felt pretty good because she then pulled my small ass tight against her crotch. I thought lets get it over with. I pulled up her dress and by definition I guess I did rape her. But damned if she did not love it. She was panting and moaning and thrashing her feet around the bed and I was lucky to hold on. I heard frantic pounding on the door and heard someone murmuring devil, devil, devil. Mama caught her breath and told the girls to go back to bed. She said she was having a nightmare but I doubt the girls believed that for a minute. The next norning mama served up steak and eggs, the best breakfast we'd had. Mama was all smiles. When the doorbell rang I was relieved to see the doctor. He said my mother was ready to be released and that I should come with him now. The next train was leaving in half an hour. I was already dressed with all my clothes on and ready right then. Everyone in the house looked stricken. Except me of course. I was glad to be going. ** * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * The railroad had owned up to their responsibility and had paid the doctor for his time. We also received a refund on our tickets and kept the tickets to boot. The doctor must have done a good sales job because the RR also kicked in $1000 as recompense. Mom felt she was awash with money but still spent it sparingly. Mom did spent a little of the money on a sleeper for us. I was so relieved to be away from the charity lineup that I hardly left the sleeper room for the two remaining days of the trip. THE END -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /