The Pool Party
By s19000
Chapter 1
M/F, tg, exhib)

Sixteen-year old Timmie Smith stood in the dressing room by the 
pool and tugged the yellow girl's swimsuit up his legs. When the 
suit was just below his hairless penis, he paused. He knew he 
was a pussy, but should he be a girl pussy or a boy pussy today?

*	*	*

He had known he was different from the time he was thirteen, 
when he looked through the open door of his parents' bedroom and 
saw the large cock hanging between his father's legs. He looked 
from his father's cock to his small penis. When he looked 
through the door again, he saw his father's balls, potent with 
sperm that would gush through the tube of his father's cock. 
From that moment he knew he would never be a real man.

He watched his father walk to the bed where Timmie's mother lay 
with her knees bent and her legs spread. His father straddled 
his mother's face, and the cock hung down toward her lips. His 
mother opened her mouth and sucked. Slurping and drooling, she 
buried her face in his father's crotch.

Then with a gasp she lay back, and the hard cock slid from her 
mouth. It stood straight out from his father's body, glistening. 
Timmie pressed his penis up against his body and rubbed it with 
one finger as he watched.

Timmie's father pulled his mother to the side of the bed, spread 
her legs, and mounted her. His father's cock and balls were 
surrounded with hair, but his mother's cunt was bare. Timmie saw 
her cunt open into a hole when his father spread her for 
fucking. His mother moaned and gasped when his father plunged 
his cock in and fucked, and then she curled her legs around his 
father's back and locked her ankles together.

They shifted on the bed, and Timmie saw his father thrust his 
cock deep to pour out his sperm. At the same time, Timmie's very 
first cum oozed out of his penis and on to his stomach. He 
rubbed a finger in his cum and licked it. He liked the taste.

After that, he went to his room. He lay down in bed and thought 
about how his father fucked and how his mother got fucked. He 
realized he wanted to be just like his mother.

He bent his knees, spread his legs, and reached down to feel his 
own hole. With his other hand he rubbed his penis. He came 
again.

*	*	*

For a long time, Timmie had to be content with sexing himself, 
which he did often. He did it in the shower, on his bed, and in 
front of the mirror. Once he even made himself cum in his pants 
when he wasn't wearing underwear, to make a wet spot on the 
front. Then he walked through the house, showing off for his 
father, mother, and his younger sister and brother. His family 
had guests that night, and Timmie greeted them in his cum-soaked 
pants too, making sure they saw his wet spot so they would know 
he played with his penis and made himself cum. He hoped they 
would talk about him after he left.

After he was sure everyone had seen, he went back to his room 
and took off the pants. He put on a pair of tight white 
underwear with a hole in the back. The hole was there because he 
cut holes in each of his underpants as soon as his mother bought 
them. He cut the holes carefully, so when he bent his knees and 
lifted his legs, his fingers could slip through to play with the 
hole in his body.

He lay down on his bed and slid the waist of the wet pants he 
had just worn over his head, so the cum spot covered his face. 
Then he sniffed and licked, smelling and tasting his cum. After 
a while, he spread his legs and fingered himself through the 
hole, while he rubbed his stiff penis with a finger of his other 
hand. He thought about how his family and his parents' guests 
had seen his cum. That made him excited and his fingers moved 
faster. Then he thought about how his mother knew about the 
holes and the fingering, and how he played with the hole in his 
body. That made him cum. After he did, he slid his fingers into 
his underpants to feel the sticky cum. Then he put his cum-
covered fingers in his mouth and sucked them.

*	*	*

When Timmie was fourteen, his father felt the time was right. He 
told Timmie about pussies and explained that Timmie was one. 
Timmie had known he was different from other boys, and he was 
grateful to his father for explaining why. His father also told 
him that because he was a pussy, he could not initiate sex with 
anyone. A pussy needed guidance, his father said, because a 
pussy could not trust its instincts. A pussy's instincts would 
always lead it to cock.

Timmie's father explained that, because he was a loving father 
who cared about his son, he was going to appoint just the right 
person to provide Timmie with the guidance he needed. That 
person was Timmie's younger sister, Melodie, who was thirteen at 
the time.

*	*	*

Now Timmie had to decide how to appear at his parents' pool 
party going on outside his dressing room. What he really wanted 
to do was tuck his penis between his legs so it wouldn't show. 
At sixteen he looked very young for his age -- he had a small 
body and no body hair. With his slender build and narrow waist, 
the stretchy yellow girl's swim suit he was putting on would fit 
him perfectly. When he pulled the tight suit all the way up, it 
would hold his small tucked penis in place so there would be no 
sign he was a boy. He would look like a young girl who might 
spread her legs for cock.

Timmie shivered at the thought, but he knew he was not allowed 
to fuck. Once again today, Melodie had said, "No fucking for 
you." So as he stood there with his suit pulled halfway up, he 
knew there was no point in trying to look like a girl.

But that didn't mean he couldn't be a pussy boy. He liked being 
a pussy boy. He decided to use his swim suit to display his 
penis and his ass to the people around the pool. They would look 
at him, and he liked to be looked at. Thinking about it made him 
hot, and his penis got stiff, which was exactly what he wanted.

Timmie pulled the suit up over his ass, settling it so that it 
exposed his ass cheeks and pressed in against his hole. Then he 
pulled it the rest of the way up, worked the shoulder straps 
into place, and looked at himself in the mirror.

His nipples showed through the thin suit. He had colored them a 
dark red, so they would show. He thought of them as boy tits, 
and he ran his hands over his boy tits and pinched them so they 
made bumps in the suit. He turned his back to the mirror, and 
saw that the yellow strip of the suit disappeared completely 
between his ass cheeks. Then he checked his front to be sure the 
outline of his penis showed clearly.

Timmie studied his face in the mirror. Melodie had recently 
begun allowing him a little makeup, so he was wearing just the 
lightest shade of pink lipstick, and he had on a little eye 
shadow. "Just enough," he thought, "To make me look like a pussy 
boy." He tossed his head, and his hair settled naturally into a 
girlie look.

He rubbed his penis, and his finger slid easily on the smooth 
fabric of his suit. When his penis was completely stiff, he 
opened the door and stepped out onto the pool deck.