Robin and Jimmy Olsen - Sissies Ch. 07

Robin smiled. "You think I'm pretty?"

Boston pulled back the sheet to reveal Bruce's erect penis. "Does that answer the question? It may be his body, but it's my mind that's in control and my reactions that are sending the blood down to make that baby rigid!"

Having gotten over his initial anger, Robin smiled at this man laying beside him. Boston reached out a hand and stroked the sissy's back. Robin almost fainted at the touch. This was Bruce's hand on his body!

"Don't, please!" said Robin, but only as a whisper. The hand stroked again and Robin moaned softly then leaned back into the touch. Boston took this as a good sign and pulled the sissy closer, his lips kissing him on the forehead.

"Don't..." Robin protested again meekly, and then crushed his lips against Boston's and their tongues duelled again. "Wait!" he said and leaned back so his hand could reach the pull cord on the lamp and turn it off.

In darkness, perhaps.... he could forget this was Bruce's body and just enjoy the attention Boston wanted to give him.

They kissed hungrily for the next few minutes, their bodies pressed together. Robin's own dicklette was rampant in his panties as Boston's large member rubbed across it. Ohhhh, such sissy bliss!

Boston moved his mouth down to Robin's breast and sucked and licked at the nipple, his tongue quickly flicking it. The dark haired beauty pulled the older man's head tightly to his breast and exclaimed, "Oh yes, Boston, that feels wonderful"

They rolled over in the bed. Robin sat atop Boston's groin. Boston's hands grabbed both of the boi's breasts and his fingers strummed his nipples as the former sidekick ground his ass along the hard cock beneath. Boston thrust his hips as if to try to penetrate through the panties. "You are such a fucking tease!" he told the raven haired beauty before pulling his head down and kissing him hungrily again.

Robin kissed his way down Boston's chest until he reached his goal. He knew this was wrong, but he had to have a taste. It was Boston's mind, but it was Bruce's body and it was Bruce's hard thick juicy cock that he now held in his hands.

There was very little light in the room. Despite redecorating the room to a more feminine appearance the heavy drapes had never been replaced. Those drapes acted as black out curtains since back in his adventuring days, the exhausted crime fighter might have had to sleep well into the morning and perhaps even beyond.

So now, he held Bruce's cock in his hands, but could barely see it. So, he reasoned selfishly, this was not Bruce's cock. It was just another cock and if he was a true sissy, he was obliged to service it as best he could. Boston muttered encouragement as Robin took a few light licks along the rigid staff and then finally... finally after all the years of yearning for it, Robin engulfed the head of Bruce's dick and sucked it eagerly. And then he shuddered. The excitement was too much for him and he made delightful sploogies in his panties, his sissy cockette exploding and shooting his sweet sissy cum. He paused and mewed softly, enjoying his brief rapture.

But then Boston seized his head and thrust his cock upwards, urging the sissy temptress to suck!

Robin had sucked many many cocks in his time, but there were few to which he made love, and this one... Bruce's cock, he made rapturous love to. For the next ten minutes Boston muttered encouraging obscenities as Robin licked, sucked, slurped, hummed, prodded the strong hard throbbing member of his mentor. Robin savoured the strong musky taste. He eagerly lapped up precum the oozed from the piss slit. He rubbed the thick truncheon across his face. He even fluttered his long feminine eye lashes across the head, teasing it with the tiny caresses. But mostly he sucked on it longingly, letting it slide deep into his mouth, and suctioning hard as it withdrew. Of sweet lord, he adored this cock!

Boston squirmed and writhed in delight. But he knew what he really wanted. A mouth on his cock was wonderful, especially the talented mouth of this sissy boiwonder. But he needed to fuck. He needed to drive his cock into a pussy, or an ass.... or in this case both, a boipussy. He needed to thrust and feel the ridge of his glans stroking through living tissue, being squeezed and teased!

Boston drew the fagboy up so that the slender lad lay on his body. Their lips met hungrily again and Boston held the lad tightly. Robin's fake boobs pressed hard against Boston's chest, while the possessed man's hard truncheon pressed hard against the sissy's own dicklette. Boston could feel the cool slime that filled the front of his conquest's panties, where Robin's earlier cream had left their mark.

Boston's hands tugged at the panties and Robin lifted his hips. The panties were pulled down his legs and he kicked them free. Boston's hands parted the sissy's ass cheeks and he probed at the former sidekick's pucker with his fingers. Robin groaned in lust.

Boston worked a finger past the boi's sphincter, but as he pushed in he met resistance - something was already embedded there. "What??" exclaimed Boston. Robin giggled. Though it had been constantly buzzing in his ass, in his bliss he had forgotten about the small vibrating dildo he had lodged in his poop chute when he had climbed into bed.

"Hold on a second." The sheboi concentrated for a moment and then squeezed his ass muscles. The vibrating dildo slowly slid out of his ass and plopped onto the bed. Boston tossed it onto the floor.

"You were sleeping with that in your ass! Boy you are hungry for dick in there aren't you!" exclaimed the former acrobat. Robin wiggled his ass in reply.

Boston rolled them over so that they were now side by side, facing each other. Robin's leg was raised in the air and Boston's hand was toying with his ass as their tongues continued to attack each other. Boston's finger slid up into Robin's ass and the slutboy gasped in pleasure. He wiggled his hips and moaned in encouragement. Boston murmured "Christ on a stick, boy. Your ass is actually sucking on my finger, trying to pull it inside you!"

"After the first few times I was ass fucked, I started training my ass muscles just as hard as I ever practised my fighting moves. I fucked myself with dildos and pretty much any object I could find, making those muscles stronger and learning how to control them. I knew I was a sissy and I wanted to be the best fucking sissy I could be - and the best FUCKED sissy I could be," the young man giggled. "I figure I've been fucked by a few hundred men, and no one has complained so far!" Robin moaned again as Boston now worked two fingers into his ass chute!

But... but... but....

Robin rolled Boston onto his back and sat astride him. Boston's hands went up to the boi's rounded tits and played with them. Robin reached behind him and grasped the hard dick he had yearned for. The dick that he so desperately wanted to have sliding up his ass. The dick that was finally within reach, and yet.....

He massaged the head of Bruce's dick in his hand. He felt the pre-jizz ooze from the slit. This hard cock wanted to fuck his ass. It wanted to nestle lovingly in his poop chute. It wanted to thrust and burn its way deep into his bowels. Robin adjusted his position and set the head of the cock against his brown pucker. He pushed backwards and the cock met very little resistance and the head slid inside the hot ass. Boston moved his hands to grab the sissy's hips, but Robin slapped them away, as he slid off of the man and curled into a ball, crying softly.

Boston pulled him close and whispered, "What's the matter, kiddo?"

"I love him so much, but he just ignores me! Worse, he pushes me away!" Robin sobbed into the big man's chest. Boston held the sissy close as he wept softly. He kissed Robin's forehead softly and ran his strong arms across the lad's back.

"You know kid, after you left us, he did talk about you. He told me he is conflicted about his feelings for you. He's always been the parent figure for you, as well as your fighting partner. He's confused too. He never said anything about feeling any affection, but I could tell that he still loves you like he always did, but he still needs time to adjust! Maybe he's never going to be the lover that you want him to be, but never is a long time! Don't give up hope.!"

Robin squeezed his lover, then raised his head and kissed him on the chin. "Thanks Boston. Thanks." He lay on the big man's chest, just relaxing and calming down. "Do you... do you mind if I don't let you fuck me. In my boipussy, I mean. I think if that dick is going to go inside me, I'd like it to be Bruce doing the driving, if you know what I mean!"

"Sure thing honey, not a problem!"

The two lay there silently for a minute or two, the hands of each lightly stroking the other. Robin delicately kissed Boston's lips, and a moment later he kissed the sissy. That kiss lingered just a bit longer. A minute later their tongues were seeking each other hungrily again. As he kissed Robin's cheeks, Boston could taste the salt from his tears.

Boston thrust his hard dick up and it made contact with Robin's own turgid cockette. Robin moaned lustily. Boston once again reached down and spread the boi's ass cheeks and thrust a finger inside. "Ohhhhh, I like that," cried Robin as he rubbed his dicklette against Boston's meat. "Oh yes, fuck me with that finger!" Boston vigorously thrust his digit in and out of the sissy's ass pussy, and shortly after Robin shuddered as his cum shot from his pretty peenie!

"Oh, you have such magic fingers!" sighed Robin.

"Well," grinned Boston. "I think we just proved it doesn't matter whose fingers you use, it's how you use them!"

Robin slid down Boston's body, stopping momentarily to lick up a bit of his own jizz from the older man's tummy. God he loved the taste of jizzum! And he wanted more. He also wanted to pleasure this man who had just made his squirt his own cream! He opened wide and engulfed the head of Boston's dick in his mouth and sucked enthusiastically! Boston had been primed for the last hour and with Robin's expert sucking and handling it did not take long before he shouted, "I'm cumming!" and followed that up with thick ropes of his own jism which the boi wonder eagerly swallowed!

The two lovers lay beside each other cuddling and stroking each other gently as their racing heart rates slowly returned to normal. Boston's finger returned to Robin's ass and he slowly slid his digit in and out, but this time, it was just for the memory.

Robin finally rolled over and turned on the bedside lamp. He lit another cigarette. Somehow it turned out to be true that a cigarette after sex was one of life's small pleasures. Yes, he knew that cigarettes were vile and wicked, but they were also sexy as hell in the hands, and mouth, of a sultry sissy. And as he told his friend Jamie so often, living the life of a sissy, he did not expect to live long enough for the ciggies to kill him slowly!

Boston got to his feet, came around and kissed Robin softly. With the lights back on, Robin once again had to face the fact that it was Bruce's body he had just made love to! "I have to get going, kid!" said the dead man.

"Mmmmm.... this was very nice," said Robin. "Anytime you want to come back in another body, I'd love another round. And you've got to come back and fuck my ass!"

"I'd love to kid. Believe me. But I have to head off to New Orleans in the morning. I'm still looking for the guy with a hook for a hand and that's where the trail is leading me!"

"Before you put Bruce to bed, you'd better take a shower and wash off any of the evidence of what we've been up to" giggled Robin. "Here, let me help a bit!" He took Bruce's finger in his hand, the one that had given him so much pleasure in his ass, and brought it to his mouth. He slowly sucked on it, and watched as Bruce's cock slowly came back to life. He smiled.

"Thanks, but if you keep that up, I'm not sure anything could save that ass from me." He gave Robin's ass a friendly slap as he walked out of the room.

Robin lay back on his bed and finished his cigarette. Shortly the light was out and he drifted off to sleep, hoping for dreams of long thick cocks!

The End