Cindy is Awakened Pt. 01

My name is Derek, and I come from a small agricultural community in Colorado. Just a week after my 18th birthday I moved to Kansas City. There's nothing special about Kansas City, I can hear you thinking, and you're right. I was chasing a girl, who had already warned me that I was wasting my time. Sure enough, she started ghosting me almost immediately, and I soon gave up trying.

I had never had any luck with girls, and was constantly teased and harassed in school because of my short stature and feminine features. I was called a sissy and faggot more than a few times, but I told myself that it wasn't true. still, when I looked in the mirror, what I thought of as a swimmer's body was decidedly girly. My long brown hair didn't help matters, and people often mistook me for a girl from behind.

I had a job as a telephone solicitor, which didn't pay much, but it was enough to cover my living expenses. The hours were great. I worked 3:00 p. m. to 9:00 p. m., which gave me time to play the occasional guitar gig I would get.

When I wasn't working or playing a gig, I would hang out with friends listening to music and smoking weed. I always suspected that my "friends" didn't really like me much, and secretly thought of me as a sissy faggot. But I was the only one who had a car, and so they tolerated my company.

One night after work I was hanging out with Sean and Pete. It was getting late and we were hungry, but none of us had enough money to cover breakfast. Sean said he knew how we could score some cash if we were willing to be a little adventurous. Sean apparently knew a guy who would pay $20 to let him give a blow job. I felt a tingle in my cocklet hearing this, and said that I was in. I heard Pete mutter "Of course you are" under his breath, but ignored the comment. Pete then agreed, and we headed for an address on South Main Street.

The house was a large old Victorian tucked in between two apartment buildings. I eased my car down the driveway along the side of the house to a small parking area in back. Sean went in first, while Pete and I waited in the car. Sean emerged after a few minutes, and Pete went into the house. I looked at Sean and raised an eyebrow. "Well?" Sean looked at me with his crooked grin and said, "He's good. You're gonna like it."

I felt butterflies in my stomach as Pete came back to the car and it was my turn. I had never had a blowjob before, so my anxiety was very high. As I approached the house, I could see a tall man waiting at the back door. He was balding and a little overweight. He appeared to be in his 40s and was wearing a plush robe.

He opened the screen door and gave me a wide smile as he introduced himself. "I'm Scott," he said in a baritone voice. "I'm Derek," I said softly. "C'mon in" he boomed, and led me down a narrow hallway past a kitchen and to a door where he stopped and motioned for me to enter. The room was dimly lit but lavishly furnished with a king-size bed, large dresser and two large overstuffed chairs.

"You're a petite one," he chuckled as he followed me into the room, gently patting my ass as we neared the bed. "Get outta those clothes, and let's see what we can raise." I complied, feeling slightly embarrassed as I dropped my underwear, revealing my tiny cocklet, which by now was a rock-hard 4 inches. Scott opened his robe and dropped it to the floor. My embarrassment was magnified when I saw his cock, which had to be 7 inches soft. I couldn't help staring.

"Lie down," Scott said, motioning toward the bed. As I laid on the bed, Scott positioned himself with his head level with my hard cocklet, leaving me to stare at his growing cock. Scott closed his lips around my stiff cock, and a shudder went the full length of my spine. His mouth was warm and wet, and his tongue moved expertly across my glans, causing me to moan with delight.

Scott took my hand and placed it on the back of his head, which I took as a cue to press my cocklet into his mouth. At the same time, I felt his right hand cup my balls, causing me to gasp. His hand moved to my perineum, and a shiver once again went up my spine as he applied pressure. Then, he pressed a finger against my sphincter and gently pushed into me. I let out a loud moan and shot my load into Scott's mouth.

I felt the blood move to my face as I realized that the whole thing, from getting naked to shooting my cum into his mouth, took less than five minutes. "That was quick," Scott observed with a chuckle. I didn't respond, instead pulling my clothes on silently as Scott wrapped his robe around himself. I couldn't help noticing that his cock was fully erect, and was a solid 9 inches and thick.

As he walked me back down the hall, Scott stuffed some cash into my pocket and asked if it was my first time with a man. I told him that it was my first time with anyone, and he laughed. "Well," he said in that sexy baritone voice, "it sounded as thouh you liked it." "Yes" was all I could manage to say as my face flushed bright red. I was lying, though. I didn't like it. I loved it; especially his finger pushing into me.

Scott squeezed my ass cheek and smiled down at me. "You bring your ass down here anytime, sweetie. You don't need Sean." Those words echoed in my mind as I tried to sleep that night.