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1984

Prologue

It is the year 1984 in an alternate universe. When a boy turns eight years old, he has come of age and is ready to be married to a man. Most man boy marriage last only ten years. Some marriage last longer but all marriage eventually end with both adults remarrying younger boy spouses. In this world love between a man and boy is the norm, while heterosexual relationships are taboo and in some corners of the world, such perversions are a crime. In order to procreate, each year adult males and females are drafted for the specific purpose to beget an offspring. In this world young boys are the ideal beauty and are sexualized in media, culture, art, religion and politics. In this world the highest form of loving expression is an adult male lusting over a prepubescent boy.

Chapter 1

When Winston finished singing Happy Birthday to me I took in a single deep breath, blew it out to extinguish nine candles on top of a square shaped cake with white frosting and blue swirly trims. A flash from Winston's camera followed, then another and another. Three Polaroids pictures were placed on the table. Burnt candles wax scented our dining room. I looked down at my birthday cake, the raspberry red swirls read Happy Birthday JD, December 22, 1984. When I looked up Winston was by the wall. He turned on the lights and grabbed a box from behind the other side of the door. Winston walked back to me to handed me my wrapped birthday gift. From the shape of the large rectangle package I knew right away what it was. I had been begging him to buy me one all year. I ripped off the balloon pattern wrapper to reveal a box with the words Nintendo NES.

"Oh my gosh! Yes! Yes! Yes! It's the Nintendo game console." I screamed out loud and raised the box over my head as though I had won the largest trophy at the little league tournament. The system had been hyped all year and only made its US market debut right before Thanksgiving. As he always does, Winston would do anything to make me happy. This was only the first of three coming occasions that I would be expecting gifts. The first was my birthday, which was today, the second will be my Christmas present and third is New Year's Day, which will be Winston and I's one year Anniversary as Man and boy.

"But that's not all." Winston than handed me about a dozen thin square packages wrapped with the same balloon birthday patterns.

I unwrapped each one to reveal titles such as Duck Hunt, Excite Bike, Super Punch Out, and Hogans Alley. No longer able to contain my glee, I stood up on top of my chair and leaned into Winston"s arms and gave him the biggest deepest kiss I ever gave him since we got married. As we kissed I could feel his hands going down my shorts and squeezing my butt cheeks. When we broke off, I hopped off the chair and grabbed his hand to drag him to the living room.

"Come on, let's play."

We had played for over three hours, after that point his 54 year old stamina had depleted and Winston ended up on his favorite couch, watching me play for another 30 mins till it was midnight. When Winston finally called it a night, we strolled back to our bedroom hand in hand. Winston was the first to head to the bathroom where as I instead pulled my t-shirt over my head and tossed it on the floor. I then pulled down my shorts and underwear and with a single leg I hurled it to an unknown part of our bedroom. I got on top of our king size bed a sat on my bare feet with my knees folded in front of me. My little Asian boy penis was squeezed and tucked beneath my thighs. I sat there waiting for Winston to come out of the bathroom. A slight shiver came over me and it was followed by goose bumps on my shoulders. When I heard the lights turn off in the bathroom Winston had entered the room wearing only his white brief. I smiled at his near handsome nakedness. His blonde hair slightly damp after the shower. His adult size bulge underneath his underwear was where my gaze ended. He walked up and stood at the side of the bed, his hip was a foot away from me. I pulled down his underwear to which it fell to his ankles rather easily. He had just shaved down there, which excited me. To me Winston now looked like one of those white statues of beautiful naked men at the museum. I gently ran my small fingers upon my husband's flaccid but still very large penis and it suddenly sprung awake. I continued to look upon his large cock and Winston seemed pleased that I was studying his nudity intently.

"Winston, I don't know which I love more, you or your penis."

Winston chuckled and pinched my chin, "You say the cutest little things." He pushed his hips forward and I bent lower to have it in my face.

I licked the tip of his penis and tasted his salty juice. I then licked my fingers and began stroking the full length of my husband's long shaft. I made sure to mix his juices with the saliva in my hand and rub it all over his cock. In between each twist and pull upon his foreskin, I sucked as much of his cock that I could fit into my mouth. Winston's penis was beautiful. When I look at it, it is as though it was another person. Winston loved the fact that I obsessed over his penis. But truth be told, I obsessed over all penises, no matter who it's attached to, it's shape, size or color. After several minutes of stroking and blowing on my husband's large hard rod I then stood up on my knees as Winston bent down to kiss me. His hands cupped my face and cheeks. When we broke from our kiss, Winston whispered to me "JD, your beauty defies comparison." My cheeks puffed with an uncontrollable blush.

Winston brought his lips to my forehead with a feather-light kiss. I tilted my head back, and slowly lied down, resting my head on the pillow just as Winston carefully fell on top of me. He lowered himself to meet my parted lips and with his accepting of my offer for his love. As he kissed my lips, gently at first, his right hand roamed down the bumpy contours of my boney ribs. Breath exploded through my nose as I moved my lips in an attempt at kissing him back. Still kissing, Winston worked his other hand across my heaving stomach. When he wormed his fingertips between my thigh gap and ball-sack, I moaned into his mouth. When he brushed across the silky tip of my uncircumcised cock, I broke the kiss and panted for a breath. My knees raised and my hand tugged at my wrist. I raised up to meet his lips, and as we kissed he again explored my chest with his fingertips. When he brushed my nipple, I made a noise like a kitten. As he always does, he returned to pay more attention to my most sensitive nub of flesh. Winston moved to caress my neck with his lips. The graceful touch upon my soft skin beneath my ear, sent my blood thrumming down the side of my neck. I could feel a vague sense of wetness at the place where my pee pee pressed urgently against his rock hard abs. The cold I was feeling now went away.

Winston tentatively brought his hand to my hips. He swiveled me around and had me on my knees and elbows. Winston held my hips to bring is cock in between my butt crack where he began to rub his thick long foreskin across the damp, slick partings of my ass. I rested my head on the pillow and peeked my left eye back at my husband to glimpse his large manly physique pressed up upon my butt hole. His long cock slid downward and across between my soft thighs, rubbing up past my small nuggets leaving a wet trail where it touched. I knew I couldn't wait much longer and when I felt the tip of his penis in line with my fuck hole I pushed my rear into Winston and the tip of his penis slipped easily into me. Without hesitation, Winston pushed the full length of his more than foot long cock into me. As every inch of my husband's penis went inside me, I felt more pleased with myself. We had been married almost a year and I was finally able to take in the whole of his cock. Winston started hard and fast as he moved his penis in and out of me. I had finally graduated from the slow work up and was now able to do what Winston had wanted me to do for him since our honeymoon, to be able to ram me hard with out any foreplay or build up. As Winston pounded me with his hips and pelvis, I buried my head into the pillow, taking in the pleasurable feeling I was feeling inside me as I felt every poke and push off my insides organs from his penis tip. After god knows how long, we ejaculated together, with Winston inside me and my cum on the bed.

I rolled onto my back side smearing my juices all over my rear. Winston grabbed my slender hips, pulling my butt against his pelvis. He rubbed his cock into my soft fleshy buttocks for a moment, then raised my leg so his cock could go between my legs. After releasing my leg so his cock was trapped between my thighs, he reached around to explore my curried up scrotum. By bending at the waist, he brought his lips to my neck. He whispered, "I love you, JD,"

His thumb and two fingers seized my erection. There was little room on my shaft for a third finger, so he used the extra fingers to jostle my wrinkled balls.

"That feels good," I whispered.

Winston kept his hand in place on my foreskin as I began thrusting. I wasn't sure how long it would take for me to reach orgasm again, Winston who probably shared the same thought worked slowly on my short cock, worried not to chart my foreskin. His hand circled around and around my slick glans, bringing me closer to a climax. Winston then wetted his fingers with saliva and smeared it around my cock. When he rubbed his slippery fingers across my glans, I firmly grabbed Winston's face with both my hands and held on. My body bucked a few times, and he knew I was in the midst of my second orgasm. He tighten his grip and smashed his thumb against my hairless pubic region and suddenly my world exploded. I bit into his neck and held on for dear life as my cock erupted.

After a minute or two of recovery, Winston let go of my softening cock and used his hand to turn my head toward him. He kissed me gently. As it was written in the Bible, only a man could know how to make love to a boy. As Adam had his boy Steve. Half of the bed was drenched with my semen, but we snuggled close together anyway and failed to stay dry. I loved the feeling of being held in Winston's arms. After enjoying the blissful moment Winston interrupted it.

"You know about tomorrow, right?" I nodded with reluctance to the knowledge. I broke from his armed embrace and sat myself up next to help.

"But I don't get why you have to do it. It's not right, it's not natural." I said with resentment in my tone.

"I know, but it's the law. Tomorrow is my daft date and I already used up all my donation deferments this year. There's no way around it this time, I have to beget with a female, Winston said, but he ended his sentence abruptly when he noticed the change in my face. He then brought his finger to my chin to turn my eyes back to his.

"I promise, it won't take very long. And afterwards, we can go out to Chucky Cheeses." The idea of eating pizza and playing arcade games did brighten my mood but a lingering thought still remained.

"But I don't get it, if god intended for males and females to have babies, why did he make men attracted to boys and women attracted to girls?" I said incredulously. "It's not fair. I want to be the one to have your baby. It should be me. Babies should be created by the two people that love each other. I wish to god it was me and only me to have a baby with you."

Winston held my cheek with his right hand and with his thumb he wiped the tear from my eye. He punctuated it with a gentle kiss to my lips as I closed my eyes and felt his love.

"Well, I don't believe in god, but I do believe in angels. And I just made love to the most beautiful Angel of them all."

Winston's charm always worked on me. At nine years old, I didn't know much about how the world works, but I knew Bill, I trusted him and I love him.

The next day I was in the living room playing Excite Bike on my new Nintendo. I was seated on the floor barely five feet from the heavy square box and round thick glass that was our TV, when a knock on the front door brought me dread. I saw Winston walking through the hallway passing the entrance way to of the living room. I heard muffled voices at the front door and a few minutes later, Winston entered the living. He was followed by a thin framed woman wearing a gray trench coat, black stockings, thick heeled shoes and a black turtleneck sweater. She had dark hair cut short just above her ears. I stood up to greet our guest.

"This is my boy husband", Winston said referring to me. I made eye contact to our female visitor and nodded, then quickly redirected my focus away from her.

"JD, this is Julia Dixon." I recognized the name. It was the same female Winston met last year. Winston and Julia had begetted only a week after we had gotten married. Nine months later the Procreation Bureau had call Winston to inform him of the successful procreation and that he would be receiving a $2000 bonus. She looked old enough to be near the end of her fertile life but still much younger than Winston. From what I knew about Winston and Julia they had beget many times in the past and have produced a dozen offsprings. Ever since Winston had turned 18 and divorced from his man husband, he went 20 years with 20 different females, but none were successful. Julia was the only female to produce offspring with him and they agreed to repeat every year. It was because of those procreation bonuses that Winston was finally financially secure enough to marry. In a way I have Julia to thank for helping Winston be able to pick me for his boy husband.

They left together and went straight to our bedroom. I was no longer in the mood to play my video games. I walked over to the couch where I remembered I had last played with my G.I.Joes. I checked n between the cushions and found my Duke and Storm Shadow action figures. I had two dozen figures but Duke was my favorite. I guess that's because Duke looked a lot like Winston, both with their blonde hair and handsome jawline and cute double chin. I often saw myself as Storm Shadow as he was the only Asian character in the cartoon.

I sat on the floor once more and placed Storm Shadow on the sofa seat and on its back. Its legs were spread up and wide. I than placed Duke in between the legs and I began to pretend they were making love.

"Oh Duke, I love you so much", I said, projecting my Storm Shadow voice. "Make love to me. I'm your little Asian boy."

I had been playing with my G.I. Joes for only 30 minutes when I heard foot steps coming down the stairs. She had walked pass the living room to the front door and out of the house. I slowly creeped up the stairs and quietly walked into our bedroom where I heard the shower was running in the master bath. The bathroom door was slightly ajar and I pushed it open to see my husband through the shower glass door sitting on the floor of the shower curled up in the fetal position. He was naked and his face was buried in his lap as hot water rained down over him. I took my clothes off and joined him in the shower. I sat down next to him, wrapped my hands around his left arm and rested my face on his left shoulder. I closed my eyes to avoid get water into them.

"It never gets any easier." Winston whispered.

We sat there together for two hours.