The New Gym Member

My eyes gave him his answer before my mouth mumbled a yes. He had me now and he knew it.

"I think you are a sissy. Yes, a little sissy, that's what you are. That's just what I am going to call you. That name suits you. Sissy couldn't take her eyes of it could she?"

His hand was still caressing my cock through my shorts. I was mesmerized by his touch.

"What's my name, sissy?" he asked.

"Daddy," I replied in a hushed tone.

"That's right. Now, what's my little friend's new name?"

"It's Sissy," I responded. "Oh please stop or I'll cum."

"Please stop what?"

"Please stop, daddy"

You stopped. I breathed heavily. The front of my shorts could not hide my arousal. My cock was fully engorged and wet with precum. Then he commanded me.

"Touch daddy's cock, sissy. You know you want too."

"Here? Now?"

"Right here, right now, there's a good little sissy. You know you want to. Tell daddy what you want to do and do it. Do it right now."

"I can't. I'm afraid to," I said. "Some one might see me. Some one might know me."

But he took my hand and placed it in his pocket, which was a very wide pocket for shorts.

"Put your hand in daddy's pocket. Now, tell daddy what you want to do. We both know you want to."

I did, and there it was. I could already feel the heat coming off his big fat cock head, as it strained to meet my soft fingertips.

"That's it pet, that's the good girl. Touch it. You know you really want to. No one will see. Go on. Ahhh, that's it. Tell me you want to touch my cock."

"I want to touch your cock," I whispered. I couldn't resist. I did want to touch it. I really did.

I let my index finger slide across daddy's cock head and when I reached the pee hole I was rewarded with lots of wet sticky precum. I gently slid my finger round and round in ever increasing circles and daddy gasped. I felt so proud to be pleasing him but I could hardly control my own cock.

"That's it Pet. You are a natural. Daddy loves that. Keep doing that, do you hear?"

"Yes daddy." Lots more precum oozed out as I added a second finger.

"Taste it," he said, "Taste daddy. Tell daddy how much you like it."

I complied and I did like my first salty taste and I told daddy so.

"Get more," daddy said and as I hurried to do so, I let my fingers linger and weave their magic on daddy's purple headed monster. I lifted up off the seat a little as daddy's insistent hand forced its way under my bum. I moaned loudly as he gave my bum gentle little squeezes. I took my very sticky, wet fingers off daddy's big knob, out of daddy's special pocket and again raised them to my lips that already had threads of daddy's delicious goo clinging to them, but daddy took hold of my forearm in his great big manly hand and brought my fingers to his lips. I was now under his spell and loving everything we were doing.

He smeared my sticky fingers across his lips before sucking my fingers deep into his mouth and cleaning them with his big soft silky tongue. I thought I was going to come when daddy kept on sucking and sucking. I was so excited. Here I was in a public place petting with a man whose cock I had been obsessing about.

"This way pet," daddy said, standing up and taking me by the hand.

I willingly complied, following my cock. "Where are we going?"

"Just do as you are told," he replied.

I felt weak and submissive.

I followed daddy through a curtain at the end of the barroom and it was very dark except for a little red light bulb that cast a warm glow down the corridor. We passed two doors and stopped at the third. Opening the door he led me inside. A softer red light shone quietly on a bedside table. A wide single bed with a clean white sheet covering it was reflected in a full-length mirror that covered the entire wall opposite. There was a basket on the table.

He pulled my t-shirt off quite roughly and after rubbing his big hands across my nipples he spoke again.

"Nice. Now strip."

I could not believe I was doing this. My cock, although erect, was so small, I was ashamed of it. I turned my back to him as he kicked off his trainers. I had barely untied the string to my shorts when I felt his hands pull down my shorts and briefs from behind. My cock jumped up to attention.

"Stay like that," he said, "but open your legs."

With agile and experienced fingers and hands he touched me between my thighs where I am soft like a girl, and as he did this I yelped a little, and then I yelped, even more loudly, as his fingertips tickled my little balls. Then he cupped them. I moaned as he proceeded to stroke my thighs before finally resting his hands on my buttocks.

He repeated this over and over and at last put his entire arm between my legs from behind. I looked in the mirror and started to whimper as he reached up and played with my cock in a gentle and loving way. It felt so good. I had longed for this. He knew what I desired. I wanted to tell him my fantasy but could not think straight at this point such was the pleasure he was giving me.

Oh God, I had lost control! I was like putty in his hands and as he expertly pulled back my foreskin. I came like never before. My whimpers turned into an anguished roar. He caught most of the flow in the palm of his hand and rubbed it all over my cock and my balls. Amazingly I started to get hard again immediately. He turned me around and making a half cup with his hand he ever so gently caressed my ball sac with his finger tips.

"Oh," he teased. "Daddy knows what his little sissy boy likes doesn't he? Oh yes, daddy knows little sissy boy's weakness now. Sissy likes daddy's big man sized hand on her little baby cock. Little Sissy just loves a manly arm between her soft, weak, girly thighs, doesn't she? Good. Now, kneel down, like a good girl. Get that cushion."

I did what I was told, totally dominated by this wonderful man with the gentle touch. He removed his shirt, shoes and socks but stood in his string vest and the shorts with the magic pocket. He told me to take off his shorts for him and play a little.

"Show daddy what a grateful little girl you are," he said.

I did what I was told to do. My cock got harder and harder and begged for more sweet release. Kneeling upright I fumbled with his belt and top button and then I unzipped him, slowly pulling the zipper down over his prominent bulge. I dragged his shorts down to his ankles and he stepped out of them.

"Smell me," he said. "Smell my cock. Kiss it through my briefs. No hands. Mouth the whole length of it. Nibble it gently with your lips."

I did as he asked me to. I wanted to so badly and I loved every moment of it. All the while he encouraged me.

"That's it, good girl, good girl. Rub your cheeks against it. That's it. You like that don't you? I can tell you like that. Good girl. You are a very good girl. Sissy likes daddy to call her a good girl doesn't she? Of course she does. She loves daddy's smell. She loves daddy's big cock. She wishes she had a real cock like daddy. Don't worry pet, daddy's going to let sissy have his big cock to play with. Oh you dirty, little, teasing, cock watcher. You really love this. Fuck me if you're not a natural. Now be a good little sissy and take off daddy's briefs. That's the good girl"

Every comment he passed encouraged and excited me. It was as if he were reading my mind. I loved the things he was saying to me. I did like doing every thing he told me to do. Every statement he made rang true. I was being a good girl for daddy. I was daddy's little sissy.

I slipped down daddy's briefs and kneeling at his feet I looked upwards and there it was; the most beautiful, fat, mushroom shaped, cock head bending down towards me as it sat proudly on the end of his magnificent thick shaft. A big dollop of precum was starting a long slow descent towards my wide opened mouth.

I was intoxicated not just by the shots we had taken but by my reaction to his touch, by his scent, by his size, his hairiness and strength. His big hands, his low hanging balls, full of seed, his long shaft and especially his big, purple circumcised knob, all combined to enchant me.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and leaning back on his elbows he smiled.

"Suck daddy's big knob baby. You know you want to."

It was like a dream come true for me. This was what I had been fantasizing about. Leaning my arms on his strong thighs I moved my head forward and downwards. I took his shaft in my hand and let the cock head touch my lips. Instinctively my tongue darted out and found his pee hole so I could slurp up the sticky clear goo that had so nearly fallen into my open mouth. We both sighed. I sighed at the taste and he sighed at the pleasure the darting movement of my tongue gave him.

I licked all the way round and underneath his cock head and I loved it. I slid the point of my tongue along the big slit that led to his pee hole. We both loved me doing this. I touched myself in delight and let the whole head slide in to my mouth and pulled it out immediately making a popping sound.

"Ah fuck," he howled and I was ever so pleased with myself.

"Again, oh God again," he said, and so I kept on repeating it. I frenched my new purple friend. I slid him into my mouth and I popped him out after a quick swirl of my tongue.

His moaning told me I was doing it right and I knew I wanted my reward, I knew I wanted his cum. I knew it would be thick and white and hot and salty, the culmination of the desire he felt for my mouth and tongue and now too, my fingers which I lightly rasped across his balls. I knew I would swallow whatever came gushing out of his pee hole and fuck me I wanted it so badly.

So I frenched and slurped on his cock head. I sucked it in and popped it out as my saliva dripped from my lips and his knob. I stroked and rasped both the base of his shaft and his low hanging, hairless, balls. I cupped his balls lovingly and rolled them in my hands. He moaned with pleasure as I served him. I served him well, just like I did in my fantasy.

Suddenly his great body went tense and his hips thrust upwards with all his power and his big circumcised cock erupted, sending a huge load of his beautiful man seed flying to the back of my throat. He roared his pleasure as I had imagined he would.

Taken by surprise I started to splutter but his big hand forced my head downwards, keeping his cock in my mouth and I swallowed what I could as his seed inundated my mouth. Some came down my nose and flowed out my nostrils and all my senses were dominated by the smell, the feel, the touch, the sight and the taste of his cock. When I close my eyes I can still taste him today.

I was totally taken aback by the suddenness and volume of his orgasm and his sticky, salty, sublime seed was everywhere inside me. Even when I breathed there was no escaping the strong smell of his manly emission. All I could taste was his cock. The smell of his cum only added to my intoxication. God how I loved this man's cock! I wanted to be it.

Finally, I had allowed myself to act like a cheap slut for this big cocked, total stranger, who had sought me out and seduced me so easily with his dirty talk and his wandering hands. This was better than my fantasy. I longed for his hand on me. I loved the way he ran his fingers through my hair.

As I looked at daddy's softening cock that had pummeled my mouth I could not stop myself. I reached for it and greedily put his beautiful purple cock head back in to my mouth and sucked the very last drops of his precious cum. Looking him straight in the eyes, I let him see me enjoy the taste of it, and then, like a common little Jezebel I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue and showed him his cum on my tongue.

It had the desired effect. He just reached down and pulling me up like a little rag doll, he dragged me across him on to the bed and holding me in his big strong arms he brought his lips to mine. As he held me tightly I had difficulty in breathing. His long, thick, sticky tongue parted my lips. The delicious invader whirled around my soft tongue and he just would not stop.

Fuck me I loved it! When he finally withdrew his tongue I allowed mine to enter daddy's mouth and his hardening erection indicated to me that he was enjoying tasting himself off of me. I had always wondered what it would be like to be kissed by another man, a real man, a man who shaves and has a rough face, an alpha male. It was wonderful. I could not get enough.

I was in heaven. His tongue now tasted of his sperm too and of his cock, only now the taste was soft and wet, sticky and soppy and I swallowed his saliva which was dripping into my mouth from his. My upper lip and below my nose were sticking to him from the seed that had forced its way down my nose. Daddy licked that off of my face with his sticky tongue, and we were joined at the mouth by threads of his cum mixed with the saliva from both our mouths.

Then daddy put his tongue back into my mouth as he eased his hold on me and I was gasping for air. Fuck I had never felt anything like this when a woman kissed me and I was on the verge of cuming again as I felt his hard cock press against my belly. The sheer size of this man, his great hairy chest and tummy, his powerful physical presence, was just too much for me.

As he ran his big soft tongue, backwards and forwards, along my gums and the soft upper inside of my mouth and our cocks touched, I came for the second time, whimpering like a little girl. I could not help myself. Daddy laughed at me and with his big hand gathered up my seed and he slid his hand between my cheeks and slipped his middle finger into me. I yelped out in pain.

"Sorry Pet," and then he went over to the table and squeezed some kind of clear gel on to his hand and rubbed it all down my backside.

"So you don't like kisses, do you?" he laughed.

I blushed.

"It's alright to want to kiss," he said. "I love kissing pussy. I see you're married. Tell me about your little lady's pussy.Is it shaved? Is it tight? How often do you fuck her? Does she even feel that little dinky dick of yours when you put it into her? Is she hot for big cock? Hell, I want to meet her and give her a real good seeing too, I bet you'd love that. I bet that you look at real men with real cocks so you can think about them when you fuck her. Does she suspect this or have you told her you like men's cocks? You do, don't you, little guy? You just love those big circumcised cocks. That's why you are always staring at men in the locker room. I bet you would love to see big hairy men fuck the living shit right out of her while you watched."

And so he went on, reading my mind. How the fuck does he know all this about me? Since he had placed my soft little hand on his still hard, sticky wet dick and I held it and stroked it, the truth of his insights into my secret dirty life only turned me on.

I looked at the big purple headed brute at the top of his shaft and rubbing my thumb back and forth I pictured her, my little sexy wife, being forcefully fucked hard and long by it, and in my mind I heard the sloppy sounds and the thumps of him, grinding in and out of her, and I imagined my hand to be sliding across daddy's bum, (Oh my God that phrase, "Daddy's bum") as he give the little fucker the best shag she had ever had.

As I was losing myself in this revelry his big hand covered my little sissy cock and we both lay on our backs and had the filthiest conversation about my wife and her pussy and what he was going to do with her and how I should be grateful to him for helping me out in this way. It seemed to make sense to me. I fantasized about this after all.

"Worship me, sissy boy. Tell daddy how much he turns you on, there's a good girl."

"Please, I beg you," I pleaded. "Please don't make me confess my fantasies." But his long fingers had already passed below my scrotum to my perineum, for me the most erotic and sensitive part of my body and I gasped.

"Oh." said daddy. "You like daddy fingering you there don't you? Are you imagining yourself to be a girl getting her little clitty caressed? You are, aren't you?"

How the fuck does he know me so well?

"Yes." I gasped. Why did I tell him that? He'll think I want to be a girl now. Do I?

"I bet you wish you were a little girl too, all dressed up in heels and stockings, don't you little sissy? Yes, you sure would look cute in little panties and a little short skirt? Daddy would like to see his little sissy boy dressed like that. Why, we could even paint your face and put some lipstick on you. You'd like that wouldn't you?"

"Yes," I said.

"You would do that for daddy wouldn't you? Of course you would and daddy could take you out and show off his little sissy to all his horny friends and make them jealous, couldn't he? Oh, I know you would like that. Now tell me about your unhappy, little wife and worship me as you do so. Don't forget to call me daddy."

He was still gently passing his fingertips along my perineum and because this was the best sex I had ever had I submitted to his will.

"Yes daddy. I can't help it daddy. It's your cock. It's so long and thick. It's your big purple knob. I love it. I love it."

And you let the soft skin of the inside of your wrist slide to and fro, ever so lightly, over my aching little cock as your long index finger made little circles on my perineum.

"Little sissy boy, that's all you are. You are sexually inadequate aren't you? Your little wife hates your useless little cock, doesn't she? You do want me to fuck her for you, don't you? I'll even let you watch. You'd like that, wouldn't you?

"Oh God yes," I whispered.

"I know you'd like to watch this big purple knob glide into her moist tight pussy. Why, if you like, I would even let you guide it in to her. You would like that, wouldn't you?"

I just moaned in reply.

"I could fuck her from behind on her knees and you could lie underneath and watch it and hear it. You could lick my balls while I am doing it. You would like that wouldn't you?"

"Yes, yes." I gasped.

He turned round on to his side and leaning on his elbow he reached down for me with his hand.

"Pretend you are her now and come on my hand as I play with your little clitty. What's her name? Tell daddy your little wife's name."

"It's Janet." I said, giving in.

I described her to him.

"She's only five feet two, long dark hair and blue eyes. She's gorgeous. She has red painted toe nails and finger nails. I can't satisfy her because I cum too quickly. She is so sexy. I try to last but I can't. She loves going out and she flirts with every man she meets. She likes to wear really high heels and flash her legs. She loves the attention she gets from other men."

"Oh, you really are a sweet, little, sissy! Tell daddy more. Tell daddy everything."

"She has a favorite short, almost see through, white mini dress that she wears to dance clubs and when she bends over or crosses her legs, she exposes her panties for all to see. I love her but I hate her. She dances with other men and leads them on. She tells me how big their cocks are when they push in to her on the dance floor and ..."

"You love to hear her talk like that don't you? You want men to want you like that too, don't you, my little sissy?"

"Yes, no, yes, I do but I don't. I wish I were big like you"

"You do like daddy's big cock, don't you? It's OK to like it. Daddy wants you to like it. Here, kiss it again," he whispered.

He straddled me and brought his big, sticky, downward pointing, cum spewing, gorgeous, circumcised cock to my lips and he reached round and touched me again with his hand.

I felt his cock on my lips and wanted all of it.

"You are my little sissy now. I am going to call you sissy Tanya from now on because you remind me so much of a former sissy I owned called Tanya. I used to fuck Tanya and his little wife years ago. You are my new Tanya now. You belong to me. Be Tanya for me sissy. Go on Tanya, suck me Tanya. Suck daddy's big circumcised cock. Suck it my Pet."