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.