"Chrissie," Danny said, looking into my eyes, his lips wet from our kiss, "we'd better not let anyone find out about this. Boys aren't supposed to kiss each other." He must have been reading my thoughts. What would Johnny and Dave say if they saw the two of us with nothing on, kissing? Johnny was our singer, a tall, handsome guy with curly blonde hair. Needless to say he was very popular with the girls. Dave, the drummer, was well built with short brown hair, a very nice guy, a bit on the macho side. Our keyboard player, Bobby, was a longhair like Danny and me, skinny and quite pretty for a boy. His hair was long and wavy, brown but with blonde streaks in it which his girlfriend had put in for him. "I won't tell," I said. I reached up and stroked Danny's smooth, sexy little chest. His long hair fell down and brushed my nipples, giving me more sexy tingles. "It's our little secret," I said softly. Danny gave me a shy look. "I really liked you when I first saw you, when you came to audition with us," he said. "I thought you were a really good looking boy, I love your long straight hair. Plus you played great bass. You looked so cute in that pale blue tank top with the sequins on it. I can't believe I'm here kissing you." He slipped his fingers into my hair and kissed my lips again with his gorgeous girly mouth. I remembered the day two months earlier in London, when I had gone to audition for Purple Satin. I had borrowed my girlfriend's top because I thought the light blue looked good with my darker blue satin pants. I walked in the rehearsal room and saw Danny for the first time. He was wearing tight red pants and a pink top with thin straps, almost like a camisole. His long blonde hair came down nearly to his waist. He looked like a girl. "You were wearing a pink top," I said, looking into his eyes, "you looked so pretty. I told you I thought you were a girl at first." I ran my fingers through his beautiful long blonde wavy hair. "You look like a girl too Chrissie," he said, "I think you're lovely. I'm so glad you joined our band. You understand me. We're so alike. God, I'm so high. I love these pills." He sat up and fluffed out his hair, looking at me with his big blue eyes, his soft red lips in a sexy pout. He looked unbelievably feminine with his long blonde hair falling down in pretty curls around his slender shoulders. "You'd make a really sexy girl," I said, sitting up beside him in the middle of the bed. I moved closer to him so that our naked thighs were touching. I noticed the contrast between his beautiful pale golden skin and mine, which was slightly darker. "Danny you have a beautiful body, such smooth skin." I was feeling really high from the pills and I reached over and started stroking his bare thigh, lightly running my boy's fingers up and down. He shivered at my touch. I slipped my hand between his legs and gently caressed the smooth skin on the inside of his thighs with my fingertips. He sighed softly. "Ooh, Chrissie, that feels nice," he said. "You've got girl's legs," I said as I stroked his soft thighs, "you'd look great in stockings." I found myself staring at his cute little cock, nestling between the tops of his pretty thighs, with the little patch of golden hairs above it. I continued stroking his lovely thighs, sliding my hand slowly upwards. "I love feeling your legs," I said, "you're so soft." Danny turned and looked at me, a look of girlish ecstasy on his beautiful face. "This is so sexy," he whispered, "I love you touching me." My fingers touched his cock and he let out a soft little gasp. I began to slide my fingertips along the short length of his little penis, back and forth, lightly caressing it. "Ooh, Chrissie," he breathed, "You're touching my cock. Ohh, it feels lovely." He gave a little girly sigh. "Look at it, it's so small," I said as I stroked it, "it must be the pills. Mine is too, look." I leant back so Danny could look at my tiny cock. "Yes, they do shrink your cock," he said, looking at my small, soft penis, "yours is just as tiny as mine. We look like two little boys." "Danny, feel mine," I said. I took Danny's hand in mine and placed it on my cock. I got such a sexy thrill as he took it gently between his fingers and started playing with it. It was so erotic to me to watch him fondling my soft little penis. I let my pretty boyfriend play with me for a while, loving the gentle touch of his fingers, feeling a sexy tingling all through my naked body. I slipped my hand back between his thighs and found his cock again. We sat and watched ourselves playing with each other's cocks. "Oh, Chrissie, this is so sexy, I love it," said Danny, turning to me. I turned to him and kissed his beautiful girlish mouth, slipping my tongue between his lips. He opened his mouth wider and our tongues touched, then he put his in my mouth too. I sucked his cute little tongue gently, my lips touching his in a beautiful soft, wet kiss. I felt my cock in his hand, his boy's fingers squeezing it and playing with it ever so gently as we kissed. It was an incredibly sexy feeling. I played with his, touching it and holding it and sliding his little foreskin back and forth. It had always been my fantasy to play with another boy's cock while he played with mine. Danny let out a sweet girlish sigh, his pretty mouth close to my lips. I felt his sweet breath on my face. He kissed me. Oh, my pretty little girly boy! I was in love with him. "I'd love to put on stockings for you," he said as we gently fondled each other's cocks, "I'm just in the mood." He let go of my cock, then ran his fingers down my inner thigh gently, slowly down to my knee, then back up to my cock, taking hold of it again. "Maybe you could wear some too," he said. He leaned towards me and gave me another sweet kiss. "Pretty Chrissie with stockings on," he said, "you'd look so sexy." I felt myself getting turned on by the thought of us both wearing stockings. Danny bent down suddenly and kissed my leg just above my knee. I thrilled at the touch of his soft lips on my bare skin. "Ooh," I said, "Danny, you sweet boy." "Imagine I'm a girl," he said. He moved around and started kissing my thighs, softly and delicately. I stroked his smooth back, running my fingers up into his gorgeous hair and then down to his slender waist. I slid my hand further down and felt the soft round curves of his beautiful naked boy's bottom. He moved his hips sexily, girlishly, as he felt me caressing him. Danny's sweet mouth moved up my thigh slowly, kissing me softly. I nearly died with pleasure when I felt his lips touch my cock. He kissed it tenderly. "Oh God, Danny," I gave a muted cry as his lips parted and my little soft cock slipped inside. The feeling of having my penis in his beautiful soft, wet mouth was indescribable. I never had my cock in a boy's mouth before. And such a sexy, feminine boy too. He started moving his head gently up and down, and my soft little cock slipped slowly in and out between his pretty lips. He was making it very wet with his gorgeous mouth and my cock was starting to swell just a little, in spite of the pills. I was in total ecstasy. He raised his head and looked at me, his red lips all wet and shiny, his beautiful blue eyes heavy-lidded and sexy, his golden curls cascading down around his pretty face, looking so much like a girl I couldn't believe it. But I loved the fact that he was a boy, albeit an incredibly pretty, feminine boy. I wanted to make love to him. "Chrissie," he said, giving me a coy look, "I've got some stockings in my case." "What?" I said, excited, "where did you get them?" I felt a sudden rush of weird, naughty, kinky feelings. "Leila left them for me," he said, "when we stayed in New York a couple of weeks ago we took some uppers and we got crazy. I wound up dressing up in her clothes. We had a wild night." Leila was a girl Danny had met when we were in New York. She was a petite girl with long dark wavy hair, very pretty. She always wore short skirts and stockings which showed off her fabulous legs. "She likes you as a girl?" I asked, thinking of how sexy Danny would look in a dress. "I think she's bisexual," he replied. He stroked my thigh softly. "She told me likes boys that look like girls. She thinks you're really cute." I was thrilled to find she liked me. "I think you're really cute too," Danny said. I felt his hand sliding up between my thighs. He took my cock in his fingers and played with it delicately. It was still wet from his mouth and had got a little bigger now. I was feeling so horny from him playing with it and sucking it I could hardly stand it. "I love your cock," he said, and he bent and kissed it and licked it, then let it slip between his soft pouty lips again, into the lovely warm wetness of his mouth. I felt a beautiful sensual tingling all through my body. "I like you as a girl too," I said as I watched my cock slide into his mouth, "God, you look just like one when you suck me." I watched him sucking me, my pretty little naked girlie boy, with his long blonde hair and beautiful slender, feminine body. I felt my cock getting really hard in his mouth. "Oh, Danny, that feels lovely," I sighed. I wondered what the guys in the band would say if they saw us now. Maybe they would secretly get turned on. I wondered what Bobby, our keyboard player, would think. I had noticed him sometimes giving me strange looks. I thought he was quite a pretty boy, although not as pretty as Danny. I was getting wild thoughts. I had a sudden mad urge to invite him over. Danny came up from between my thighs and looked at me dreamily. "Wouldn't it be sexy if we both had pretty dresses to put on," he said. "I'd love that," I said, "we could put on make-up too, lipstick and mascara and stuff." "Chrissie, we're both so girly," he said, "we should have been girls." "I want to see you with your stockings on," I said. Danny gave me a sweet little butterfly kiss on my mouth and got up from the bed and went over to his suitcase. He knelt down and rummaged around in his clothes. He flicked his long hair back over his shoulders. From behind he was indistinguishable from a girl. I adored his slender little body, his small waist and smooth, curvy bottom. Oh, Danny, you sweet pretty thing! He pulled out a paper bag from underneath some clothes and came back. "Here," he said and he pulled out a pair of black stockings and a black suspender belt. "I love this," he said, holding up the suspender belt with its four little straps hanging down. "It's so sexy." He fastened it round his waist and moved it around so that the straps were hanging down his thighs in the right place. "Ooh, Chrissie, I feel so good in this," he said excitedly. He lifted his skinny arms in the air and twirled around like a girl. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he took one stocking and rolled it down, put his left toe into it and, grasping the stocking-top, he slowly slid it up one shapely leg, over his pretty little knee and up his thigh. He caressed the stocking-top, sighing girlishly as he did so. "Oh, Chrissie, I love putting on stockings," he said, "they feel so good on my legs." Danny took one of the suspender straps in his hand and looked at me, a bit puzzled. "Now, how do you fasten these?" he said. "I forgot how Leila did it." "Let me help you," I said. I went and sat beside him and gently fastened the two straps for him, just like I had watched my girlfriend do it, trapping the stocking-top with the little button and clasp. I couldn't help touching his thighs as I fastened them. It was such a sexy moment. He looked so sweet and vulnerable sitting there, his cute little boy cock nestling between his his pretty legs, letting me fasten his suspenders. "There you are, that's one on," I said, stroking his stocking top tenderly. I watched him as he put the other stocking on, sighing sexily as he felt the nylon sliding up his leg. I went and sat on the other side of him and did the other two suspender straps. It was very erotic, being so close to him, touching his lovely slender boy's thighs as I fixed the little straps for him. "Thank you, Chrissie," he said, and he got up and stood in front of me, his hands on his hips. "How do I look?" he asked, adopting a girly pose, his knees together, one leg bent slightly. The effect was unbelievable. He looked positively adorable, totally feminine. "Danny you look lovely," I said. I got up and stood in front of him. "I love you," I said, and I slipped my arms around his slender waist. I pulled him gently into me and our naked bodied touched, I felt his stocking-tops touching my bare thighs. I felt a thrill of sexual excitement as our soft little cocks touched together. I ran my hands up his back and then down over his beautiful smooth bottom, then down further until I felt the tops of his stockings. Oh, what a thrill. A pretty boy with stockings and suspenders on and nothing else. "Chrissie, kiss me," he whispered. I looked at his pretty, pouting mouth and I couldn't resist. "Oh, Danny, you sweet lovely boy," I said. He put his arms up around my neck and our lips met in a wonderful, soft, wet, girly kiss. Our tongues slipped delicately in and out of each other's open mouths as we kissed, our naked bodies touching, our little cocks rubbing gently against each other. I felt my cock starting to get hard again. We broke our kiss, breathless. "Chrissie," Danny said softly, "you have to put stockings on too. I've got another pair." "Ooh, Danny," I said, "please." We untangled ourselves slowly from our lovely sexy embrace, our fingers trailing lightly over each other's bodies as we separated. "Ooh, my pretty little Chrissie," said Danny, looking my naked body up and down, "you are going to look so good in these."
He walked over and picked up the paper bag from the bed and took out another pair of black stockings. "They're hold-ups," he said, "you don't need suspenders." "I know, my girlfriend wears them," I said. "Chrissie, let me put them on you," he said, "come and sit on the bed." I went and sat on the bed and Danny knelt at my feet. He started stroking my ankles, moving all the way up my legs to my knees. "You have beautiful legs," he said, as he caressed my shins softly, "you're really smooth down here, just fine little hairs."
Danny took one stocking and rolled it down. I slipped my toe into it and he slowly unrolled it up my leg. My pretty little boyfriend was putting a stocking on me. I wasn't prepared for the rush of sexy feelings that went through my body as I felt his gentle hands sliding upwards with the stocking. It was an ecstatic feeling. He was putting it on me deliberately slowly, his beautiful sexy little hands caressing my leg as they moved upward to my knee. He unrolled the stocking up over my knee, then stopped and looked at me. "You have such nice thighs," he said, stroking them, running his fingers slowly up and down. He didn't realize what he was doing to me. He went back to the stocking and, grasping the elastic top, he pulled it up until it was half-way up my thigh, and patted it delicately. "There," he said, "now the other one." "I wonder what the guys would think if they saw us now," I said., "they'd probably be shocked and horrified." "They might get excited," said Danny. He took the other stocking and slipped it up my leg, pulling it slowly up my thigh. I loved the feel of his gentle fingers on my bare legs. I tingled with pleasure as he adjusted the tops of my stockings, sliding his hands gently up and down over the stocking-tops, feeling them, stroking them softly. He was sending chills through my body. "I wonder what Bobby would think," I said, "he seems like a more understanding person." Danny and I sometimes wear lipstick on stage, just a little soft red, for effect. I remembered that Bobby had complimented us and told us we looked very pretty with lipstick on. We had offered to put some on him and he almost let us, but he chickened out when Dave and Johnny came in the dressing room, although they are really very tolerant of our femmy appearance. It's only rock'n'roll. "Maybe we should invite him over," said Danny. "And give him some pills," I said. "I did give him some tonight," Danny said, "he said he wanted to try them." "Really?" I said. "He is a sweet boy," he said, "he's got great hair, I love the streaks." Danny stood up in front of me and took a step back, looking at me as I posed girlishly on the bed with my black hold-ups on. "God, Chrissie, you look so sexy with stockings on," he said. "So do you Danny," I said, reaching out and feeling his sexy black lacy suspender belt. I ran my hands gently down over his girly hips and down to the tops of his stockings. It was so deliciously naughty and kinky to play with a boy's stocking-tops. I ran my fingertips over the front of Danny's thighs above the stockings, feeling his soft, lovely bare skin. His beautiful little cock was right in front of me, with the small patch of golden hairs above it. I brushed my fingers over his cock, lightly touching it. He let out a little gasp. "I love your cock, it's so pretty," I said, stroking it. "Ooh," sighed Danny, feeling my gentle fingers on his little penis. "It's so small and cute," I said, staring at his lovely little cock. I slipped my hands around Danny's slender waist and pulled him gently towards me. My hands roamed down over his suspender belt and started caressing the lovely round cheeks of his bare bottom. It felt so smooth, like a girl's. He sighed. "You have such a sexy bum," I said as I stroked his soft cheeks, "you feel like a woman." The uppers were giving me wild, sexy, naughty feelings. "I'd love to get Bobby in here and undress him," I said, "in front of you." "Ooh, Chrissie, you're so naughty," said Danny. "I'd love to see him with nothing on," I said. "I'd love to watch you kissing him," said Danny, "kissing his lips." "I love kissing boys," I said, stroking Danny's soft, lovely bottom. I pulled him a little closer to me. I had a wild fantasy of Danny and me and Bobby, all of us together naked. Three pretty long-haired girly boys with nothing on, all kissing and playing with each other. It was such an erotic thought, it sent sexy chills though my body. Danny's little boy cock was inches from my face. I moved towards him and gave it a soft little kiss. I looked up at him. "Ohh, Chrissie," he whispered as our eyes met, "pretty Chrissie." He watched me as I touched my soft lips gently on his cock again, in another sweet little kiss. I felt him shiver. I wet my lips and kissed it again and again, opening my mouth and letting the tip of his cock slip inside a little. He moaned softly. I opened my lips a bit more, and Danny gave a sexy, girlish cry as his cock slipped all the way into my soft boy's mouth. "Chrissie I love you," he cried. I moved my head slowly back and forth and his little cock slipped in and out between my soft lips. I was making his cock really wet with my mouth. He moaned and moved his hips slowly. "God, I love watching you suck me," he said, "your mouth looks so pretty, like a little girl's. But you're a boy. I love that. It's so kinky. I love pretty boys with long hair. I want to suck you too." He was high, rambling in sexual ecstasy as I sucked his cock. "Pretty boy with a girl's mouth. Chrissie I love having my cock in your sexy mouth, it's so wet, it feels like a girl's cunt," he said, breathless with excitement. I felt his gentle hands on my head, stroking me, running his fingers through my long hair. His cock was swelling in my mouth as it slid slowly in and out. It had got really hard, even though we were both high on the pills. After about ten minutes of delicious sucking I let it slip out and took it in my hand. It was sticking up, erect, glistening. His foreskin had slipped back revealing the beautiful purplish gland. I kissed it softly and looked up at him, my lips wet. "Chrissie, look what you did to me," he said, "you naughty little boy." I squeezed Danny's cock gently. He moaned. It couldn't believe how big it had become. It was hard as a rock, nearly six inches long, slender, and beautifully shaped. I moved forward to take it into my mouth again. "Ooh, Chrissie, stop, you're going to make me come," he said.
I gave the pretty purple tip of his cock a sweet little kiss, and sat back and looked at him. "Let's take our time, we can play around for hours," he said, giving me a coy, sexy look, "I want to get really naughty with you." He went and sat down in the chair. I looked at him, naked except for his black stockings and suspenders, with his cock sticking up all hard. I found the combination of his sexy stocking-tops and hard cock extremely erotic. "I need to calm down a little," he said, "you got me very excited." Suddenly the phone rang. We both jumped. "Who the hell could that be?" I said, and I went to answer it. "It's Bobby," I said to Danny, covering the phone with my hand, "he can't sleep and he wondered if it would be OK to come over here." "Wow, he must be telepathic," said Danny. "It's OK with me if you don't mind." "Come on over Bobby," I said, "see you in a minute." I couldn't help but feel a sexy thrill, knowing what we'd said about Bobby. "We'd better put our pants on," Danny said nervously. I watched as his lovely cock slowly drooped, and lay down gently between the tops of his pretty thighs, all soft again. We slipped our pants on quickly, covering up our sexy black stockings. Danny picked up his guitar and began playing, a sweet tune he had written. After a few minutes there was a soft knock at the door.
To be continued...if you liked it please email me at sweetlissy2001@yahoo.co.uk