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This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental.
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Copyright 2010 EJA
DOLLS
By
EJA
Some of you may think it strange that a fourteen-year-old boy should enjoy playing with dolls, but that's what I do. But not girl dolls, oh no, only boy dolls.
And they never went on normal adventures, albeit in my imagination. No, these guy dolls--Ken and GI Joe were my main protagonists--were always indulging in raunchy sex. To my lascivious mind there was only one problem and it was their lack of genitalia: dicks and balls, to be precise. Still, with a lump of modelling clay and flesh-coloured paints, I soon solved that.
Suzy, my six-year-old sister failed to notice the additions Ken got since she never undressed him. True, the first time I added anything was about a week after she got him. I got out my modelling clay and the rest, as they say, "is history." Truth to tell, I think I went a little overboard with the clay since, when he was dressed, it looked as if he had an fat anaconda down his right trouser leg.
Of course Ken was Barbie's boyfriend and I imagine she was pleased with my addition to his anatomy; I often wondered if the makers of the Toy Story franchise knew something we didn't.
I pressured Mom into getting me the GI Joe doll, telling her I wanted to see what he would look like in normal civilian clothing. Actually I never put any clothes on him since what he was going to be involved in was an activity that required no clothing at all. I never let on to Mom what I was really intending if I ever managed to get Ken and GI Joe together.
Suzy always went to bed on the dot of eight o'clock which meant she would take her bath about seven-thirty so Mom would be out the way, too.
As soon as I got GI Joe I gave him a similar snake and decided it was time for me to make my move. I sneaked into Suzy's room while Mom was busy bathing her and removed Ken from the ottoman at the foot of her bed which was where she kept him. As I took him away I thought I saw a look of annoyance spread across Barbie's face.
I closed the lid.
Seconds later I was back in my bedroom and Ken and GI Joe were being introduced to each other. I put them in my bed--naked, of course--to let them get better acquainted then went into the living room to watch TV.
But I couldn't get over the expression I thought I'd seen on Barbie's face as I lifted Ken out of the box. It kept intruding, totally destroying the programme I was watching, making nonsense of the story. Could the doll actually be angry with me?
Finally, having finished bathing Suzy and putting her to bed, Mom appeared in the sitting room and plonked herself down in her favourite armchair. `What are you watching Cody?' she wanted to know.
I had given up on the programme by now and was just flipping through the channels when she arrived. Nothing in particular, Mom,' I told her. Just seeing if anything was on that interested me. Anyway,' I added as I passed her the remote and got to my feet, `I'm feeling tired so I think I'll get to bed. Goodnight Mom,' I said, bending down and kissing her cheek.
Once in my bedroom I switched on the light and puzzled over the two dolls I had placed beside each other. I thought that they were facing each other but, when I went in GI Joe was behind Ken and had his arm around the younger-looking doll. I must have placed them that way then forgot about it.
I took my shower and cleaned myself thoroughly before returning to the bedroom. Neither GI Joe nor Ken had moved although Ken did have a kind of glazed look about his eyes which might actually have been a trick of the light, I just wasn't sure. It seemed to my mucky young mind that Ken and GI Joe were getting down and dirty with each other...and Ken was enjoying the experience.
I turned off the bedside lamp and climbed into bed with Ken nearest to me and Joe behind. Both of them were looking at me and smiling, at least that was the way it looked to me in the moonlight spilling into my room.
`Don't you think it's time he woke up?'
`I don't know. Kids his age can sleep forever, at least that's what I've been told.'
`Well this night isn't going to last forever and if you want to fuck him, he'd better wake up soon. Besides, my cock needs servicing and his mouth looks as good.'
I had never heard these voices before. Male voices had been in short supply in Mom's house since her divorce from my father. Occasionally the postman or the man to read the gas meter would break the female monopoly, but that was about it. So hearing two male voices in my bedroom was disconcerting, to say the least.
Slowly my eyes opened and I was startled to discover that Ken and Joe had grown while I'd been asleep. I rolled over to look at my bedside clock and was shocked that it was nowhere to be seen. A vast expanse of wood rose before me, its top lost to view. Moreover there was nothing but white in every direction save the wooden tower.
What's happened?' I managed to croak. Where am I?'
Nothing major, Cody,' Ken said, sitting up. Just a little hocus-pocus, you might say. I just wanted to thank you for getting me together with Joe here--and giving him that marvellous cock. When he first put it in my ass I thought I was going to die with pleasure. You see, although Barbie is supposed to be my girlfriend, I don't really like her very much. She's too vain; her appearance is all she seems to care about. So you taking me from your sister's toy box was the best thing that could have happened. Now, why don't you come over here and let me thank you properly--thank you in a way I'm sure you'll appreciate.'
`Wow man, that was quite a speech,' Joe told him as he fingered Ken's ass.
This had to be a dream, I decided, but went along with Ken's suggestion. His cock was as hard as Joe's and mine was achieving that state as I crawled over mattress-land toward them.
All I had on were my pj bottoms and the tie had come undone by the time I reached them, exposing my ass to their lusty gaze.
Oh yes, Ken,' Joe approved. That ass of his looks ripe for fucking.'
I smiled then and looked at the cocks I thought I had fashioned. It was then that I noticed something odd.
When I made the cocks out of clay I only had a thin marker pen with which to represent pubic hairs. But that wasn't what I saw now; Ken and Joe were both sporting full male hard-ons and there was real hair above them as well as a large pair of hairy balls below. `How...' I began but was unable to articulate my question.
Both of them had seen where my eyes went and GI Joe said, `You want to know about the hair and the balls, don't you?'
I nodded.
It's really quite simple Cody,' Ken said, moving around behind me while Joe lay in front. When I asked the All-Knowing Djinn to give you to us for one night, he granted the request but also gave us true genitalia rather than the clay snake you blessed us with.'
`Just one night?' I asked, disappointed that there would be nothing further after the sun rose.
`Don't worry about it,' Joe said as Ken stroked my erection. Joe moved and his large cock--had it been human and life-sized it would have been nearly a foot long--came close to my mouth. As I took at least half down my throat Joe moved until he was underneath me and we were doing a 69.
His throat made my cock feel as if it was caught in the suction tube of a vacuum cleaner and I moaned with pleasure around his own meat. Ken was watching intently as Joe and I went at it, both cocks being given a pretty thorough vacuuming.
I thought I had died and gone to heaven when Joe managed to suck my balls into his mouth as well and, although his new equipment was way too large for me to emulate him, I redoubled my efforts and managed to take all twelve inches--I'm assuming that's what it might have been in the real world--down my wildly gulping throat.
By then Ken had had enough of just being an observer and moved over the top of us. With a swift thrust, the blond pushed his stiff pecker into my ass, spearing me to the hairy guy still busily sucking my cock as if there was no tomorrow. Only the fact that I was lavishing a similar amount of attention on Joe's impressive meat prevented me from crying out. Not that anyone would have heard in our diminutive state.
`I knew he'd be good,' was all Ken said. His was the only mouth that wasn't occupied.
I vented a moan of pleasure around Joe's cock as Ken's schlong probed deeply inside my ass. He stroked my upturned buns with his large hands and squeezed them tenderly. While he was doing this the doll let his cock simply soak in my depths, getting used to the intrusion. Ken wrapped strong arms around my torso as his tongue took inventory of every inch of skin on my neck and shoulders. I was dizzy with lust for these...um...men.
Joe was still busy on my five inches but he seemed content to suck on it for as long as necessary. His own hands were also exploring my ass along with Ken's. While Ken's cock remained lodged inside Joe's hand stroked and caressed my ass and anywhere else they could reach.
My sucking of Joe's pole pleasured him as much he was pleasuring me. He began moaning around my own cock causing it to ripple and vibrate in a way I found irresistible. His hands went crazy, they seemed to be everywhere at the same time.
Then Ken muttered. `That's long enough, I think. Time to fuck.' He began to fuck me. As his dick slid in and out of my ass I vented a groan of pleasure around Joe's cock that caused the whole thing to vibrate. I could clearly hear Joe moaning as I did this.
Ken's monster was obviously enjoying my ass because I could feel it pounding, slipping in and out of me. I wished there were more hours in the night since I wanted this to last--and I wanted Joe to fuck me afterwards.
Then Ken began fucking me faster, speeding up his love-making until the three of us were nothing more than a great big--is that the right word for this situation?--pile of sex.
I knew I would soon be rewarded by Ken's cum, if indeed that was what was contained in his--their--balls.
Ken vented another groan and whispered in my ear, `Cody, this ass of yours is so tight I won't be able to last very long. I'll soon be squirting my juices into you.'
`Give it to me,' I mumbled around Joe's cock.
With that Ken pushed deep in my ass and released jism. I could feel it filling my canal, there was so much it started to drip out of my ass and onto my ball sack. This made me shoot my load into Joe's welcoming throat. For about 5 minutes Ken unloaded his juice into me, making me feel so good.
I was in sex heaven. True these were actually dolls--I had no idea who the All-Knowing Djinn was--but their skin felt real and the cocks felt real and Joe's mouth felt real. I just closed my eyes, sucked Joe's cock contentedly and allowed myself to be fucked for the rest of that night by two insatiable lovers. We swapped positions at least a half-dozen times but there was always a cock up my ass as well as one in my mouth, no matter what position I was in.
If I had to offer an opinion I would have said I preferred Joe's style of lovemaking to Ken's. Although Ken was a perfectly good lover there was something about Joe's method of sex that was so right for me and, thanks to Joe, I found myself having orgasm after orgasm as a result. Not that Ken was any slouch with the sex; I just wished I could meet a real incarnation of GI Joe and Ken and be a lover to both.
The night that had stretched before us began to wane as daylight approached. By now I was enjoying being sandwiched between these two macho creations I didn't want the night to end.
Finally all three of us were fucked out and I looked at the pair. `Do you have to become dolls again?' I asked, knowing the answer without knowing it, if you can understand that.
It was Joe who answered since Ken was almost asleep, his cock beginning to look more clay-like than before. Joe took me in his arms and said, `If you wish hard enough the All-Knowing Djinn may see fit to grant you one request, although it's usually reserved for dolls like me. But, seeing as how you're quite doll-like at this moment, he may decide to grant it. Just make sure the wish is what you really want.' And with those final words GI Joe kissed me full on the lips and became a doll once more; I was left all alone in the bed.
The evidence was before my eyes. It seemed that there was an All-Knowing Djinn and it/he(?) had granted Ken and Joe's request to thank me by giving me an all-night marathon.
I made my way up to where my pillow began and knelt there. `Please All-Knowing Djinn, I love GI Joe and Ken. Can you make them human so we can be lovers. I really need them in my life; I need them to be real. Please, All-Knowing Djinn, make Ken and Joe my lovers.'
Then I fell into an exhausted sleep.
When I awoke the next morning I was back to my normal size and there was nothing about me to say what I had experienced(dreamed?) last night. It was when I began to get out of bed that I realised something had happened; my ass was sore and I felt sticky all over.
I hauled my aching naked body over to my bathroom and took care of my piss hard-on. This resulted in another confirmation that I had indeed had sex with Ken and Joe last night. You see my morning wood was sufficiently hard for me to be unable to piss standing up so I had to sit down on the toilet bowl to do the business. It was while I was sitting their waiting for the pee to start that stuff began oozing out my ass to drip into the bowl. I stood up and saw that white stuff was floating in the water and I knew it was cum.
One thing led to another and, as I voided myself front and rear, I hoped my prayer to the All-Knowing Djinn had been answered.
As soon as I had finished at the toilet I got in the shower and took care of all manner of normal things, including jacking off to the memory of Joe giving my ass the wildest fuck I had ever had. I knew it was Joe because, at that moment, Ken had been busy fucking my face.
Why is it, when you're fourteen, all manner of strange things can happen and you are able to accept it without question? My ability to accept what took place would, in an adult mind, be considered insanity but, in a child it would be explained away in some fashion.
Anyway, ablutions finished, I returned to my bedroom and picked up Ken and put his clothes on. It wouldn't do for Suzy to find him in my room and naked--and with a clay dick. Ken appeared grateful to be dressed and when I returned him to Suzy's box, Barbie seemed to be, too.
I could hear voices in the kitchen as I descended the stairs. My Mom's was one but, for a minute I didn't recognise the two men's voices. Until I entered the kitchen and saw them.
It was Ken and Joe made life-size and very much real.
This is my son Cody,' Mom said by way of introduction. Cody, this is Ken Goodwin,' she went on, indicating the big blond seated at the breakfast bar. `And his friend is Joe...I'm sorry, you didn't tell me your last name.'
`That's okay ma'am. My full name is Joseph Smith.'
`What's going on, Mom?' I asked, my heart beating wildly. Joe had shook my hand and held it for a whole lot longer than just a simple greeting warranted.
`I told you about the ad I placed for two men to take care of the place, didn't I? I'm way too busy with work to do housekeeping when I get home.' Mom is actually a highly-paid solicitor.
I vaguely remembered her mentioning something a few days ago and said as much.
`Well I've just hired Ken and Joe. They'll be moving into the attic at the weekend.'
`Ken is a whiz at cooking...' Joe said.
`...And Joe will take care of everything else,' Ken finished, looking directly at me and winking.
I sent up silent thanks to the All-Knowing Djinn. It was obvious he looked out for sexual beings such as myself and Ken and Joe since the rest of my boyhood--and an ongoing amount of years of my adulthood--was spent sandwiched between two of the best lovers it has been my delight to tell you about.
Don't believe me? I suggest you pray to the All-Knowing Djinn and see what happens.
Then again, maybe nothing will happen.
THE END
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