Kim
By
Chris
aesedai@webmail.co.za
I was invited to the Hilton hotel in Durban, South Africa. One of thee most expensive and well to do hotels in south Africa. Some of my friends stated that they want me to look after their Penthouse apartment. naturally I said yes as it was a time away from everything else. The view was spectacular and it looked out over the ocean beachfront. As a condition to watching the apartment, I have to look after their 16 year old son. Well I really don't mind the friendship and the company. His holiday was for two months and he would be essentially in my care for all that time. Though I weighed the two options of letting him not come or letting him come, I finally agreed and was fast-mailed the keys to the apartment. I have been there before , so I looked forward to staying there. I have never met him, but they said he is the quiet type and born on a month that is compatible with my own birthday.
Thus I find myself travelling to the Hilton hotel in my White Fortuner, the weather perfect, not too hot but just comfortable. I am wearing a denim of faded white and a slightly over size shirt to compliment my perfect physique. Looking in the mirror I am reminded of the times my friends at work stated that I am the perfect female bait, buff and well build. Magnet to the opposite sex. Though I don't care for that, but more of that later. Just for a small while I revelled in the sheer fun of being well build and attractive to anyone that comes near me.
I parked my white fortuner in the high tech underground parking and spend a good half hour to get myself into the penthouse, as the Concierge wanted to give me the best service the owners pay for. I heard that they pay over 30 000 dollars a month to get the best service for their place. I could never understand why they choose to let me stay there. So on the Saturday afternoon I open the door to a perfect three bedroom place the size of a small country. There near the entrence is the start of the softest long haired carpet, in a pure black, I immediately remove my shoes and traipse inside with a smile of contentment on my face. The early morning sun lights up the place I settle in and the doorbell rings a few minutes later. I know its kat, the 16 year old son, a funny name to give to a boy child, but hey that's them.
"Coming!" I yell from the bedroom. A towel around my waist. My swimming trunks under the towel, and my flops swooshing on the carpet. Its known that the Hilton hotels have the greatest swimming pools ever. I pull the door open with my left hand and my right hand freezes in mid air.
The first image is that this kid is way too small to be a sixteen years old.
"Hello, Chris!" says a soft melodic voice. His blue cap is turned slightly down over his eyes. His smooth face (?) should sport some growth of beard by now, I observe strangely. Blue-green eyes , shining at me, makes me pause a further few moment. His long eye lashes fluttering at me . His shirt says "suck this" is is three sizes too big for him.
Something stirs in me that I have never felt before. My heart starts beating a little faster, my eyes take in his again. A pause as if the whole world went silent. No way can a guy look this good. It's pure sin.
"Oh, hi Kat. Welcome home from school , I guess. Where is your bags?"
He stands there and I feel like an idiot, my frame blocking the whole door. I turn sideways making way for him to pass me. A small smile plays over his full (?) lips and I feel a weakness suddenly. A soft wiff of flowers tickle my nose as his back passes past my chest and I am like , what the heck is going on.
"My stuff is in the locked bedroom. Where are you going?"
I feel something lurch inside me and I am reminded by what my psychologist friend , Terry shields always say ,'Love is unexpected.'
"I am going up to the pool and dipping my holiday self inside the water. I believe the swimming pool is build over the dining room with a glass looking into the place. Care to join me?" I ask hoping he would say yes, just so that I can look at his eyes again. I shake myself visibly and a small smile curls over his lips.
"Not for swimming, but I will come up to the pool in a few hours. I have an appointment at the Hairdressers. Can I aske you a favour." his darkish ponytail flick around like a cat lazily shaking it as it rests.
I on the other hand wonders what he wants. "I will say yes to the favour if you give me one promise first." My naughty sid isin overdrive suddenly. I feel a stirring in my trunks and I frown down at myself.
I can see he notices it , and a strong feeling of energy passes from him to me.
"My friend works at the Salon and asked if she could give me a French manicure for her training. She asked if can walk around with it for a while and she will check on it daily."
"Well sure, though I didn't think a boy would agree to something like that. But it's is your holiday and I am here to get away from work. So promise me."
He looks down then says with a sigh," Only once will I do something for you."
We shake hands and I catch that enticing smell again. Letting my eyes close softly to absorb it and memorise it.
I feel like floating on air. His lips seem to quiver slightly and for a sec I get this image of me grabbing him and kissing him. Thought hes a boy and I shake myself. I am not gay.
I take the lift up to the roof and the sudden dive into the semi cool water allows my emotions not to lessen. A good two hours of swimming and observing the few children swimming lets me be reminded that at my age I am still unmarried and single. The divorce a few years ago, made both of us leave each other on some good terms. Through blurry eyes a I spot Kat tapping on an apple laptop.
Something about him looks different, though I cannot put my my finger on it. I swim over to the side of the pool where he is and I frown at myself again. How can I not know what is going on. You see I am a police profiler and for most of my years I have caught criminals by my skills. Yet I cannot put my finger on Kat's change and why it stirs something in my heart.
I see that his cap is a slightly darker color than before and his hair is colored and styled differently. The pony tail is gone and its now a strawberry blond, with hints of curls in it. I like the change and I smile behind my hands as I lean on the side, my feet lazily kicked water as this side of the pool is the deep end.
His small frame is hidden by a white tshirt, very different to a guys regular shirt. Something of it reminds me of those 80's shirts, made famous by Olivia Newton John. His denim is pure white and slightly baggy. His flops is unlike mine, but very asexual.
"Hey Kat's. I see you are back from the hairdressers. You hair looks great." I say , rubbing my hand through my hair, shaking water out of it. He looks up, giving me that smile again. He closes his laptop and place it behind him. He comes over to where I am and leans forward. A light kiss on my left cheek makes me feel over the top suddenly.
"Thank you for that. You are so kind. You aren't anything like any of the other that has looked after me." he says, and sits down right in front of my face. His sunglasses look similar to the pairs that Anastasia usually wears. "Anything for you, K. What you fancy for dinner tonight?" I ask because I am a great cook and love enticing the taste buds of others with different flavours.
He laughs softly and say,'No worries, chris. I will cook for us. I am very good at it too. I am going through some changes right now and I would appreciate it if you didn't tell Mom and dad about it. Please."
"You can rest assured that anything that happens would remain a secret between us. Feel free to be whoever you want to be around me."
"Hmm, That sounds great!" he exclaims and I can swear he sounds like a girl. I shake my head softly, not sure if I am just hoping that he is a girl. Then I can fuck his brains out. As he walks away I look at his behind and give myself a liberal adjustment in my pants. I have heard of guys looking so much like girls that no one could ever tell the difference.
I spot a few women looking as well and smiling broadly, their children in the shallow end of the pool. How much is my holiday going to be if I keep thinking of my friends' kid and not of hot swimsuit models making me ache for love and friendship. I have stayed in malls hoping to spot someone like Kat for myself and have never met her. Might this time be different.
I dry myself and look out at the ocean from the edge of the building. It is truly a time of change for me.
Chapter 2
A few hours later I am in the shower, my hair shampood and the place misted over. The oversized room has darkened tiles all around with a mirror the size of a small elephant. I hear a soft knock at the door and turn to see who is coming. K comes into the bathroom with towels in his left hand. This is the first time that I see him without the cap on. His hair frames his face so much better that I almost feint in ecstasy . He stands ther all demure and I have no idea what to say, my back is pounded with semi hot water, my member rising at his sheer beauty.
Heres the thing about me, I love beautiful people. Fashion, clothes models everything draws my attention like a magnet draws metal. His eyelashes seem longer, his mouth fuller, his shirt accentuating my mind and I wish upon wishes that he is a girl. My penis, on the other hand have another mind of its own.
He steps forward, dropping the towels. His eyes locked on mine. I am mesmerised at how blue they look all off a sudden and I feel weak against their pull.
"I should take care of that !" he says and flick a hand at me, his other hand pulls hair over his right ear.
"I would like to ."
"Let me." he says and suddenly he walks forward, not a sound from him. His flowery scent mixed with something else and I can literarily feel myself growing bigger by the minute. He bends in front of me and his moist full lips encases my uncut self. His mouth is as soft as silk and a sigh escapes both of us at the same time. The water running down me seems to slow down as his eyes look up at me. I reach behind me and switch the taps off and I feel his tongue going around my head. I have never felt so excited in my life, an urge to fuck his face lurches out of me I hear sucking sounds and I close my eyes, no fucking way can this be so great. I feel my load shooting into his mouth I moan loudly and a part of me is surprised at how much I am unloading into this beautiful person. A male that only a few hours ago looked like any other kid. Now , his sexiness has multiplied in my mind.
He stand up and his French manicure hand licks his lips. I go weak as he looks at me.
"I want the same tonight, big boy" he says in a sultry voice, it is like the best music my ears have ever heard. Long after he is gone, his scent mingles with the mist in the room and I just sit on the side of the bath. I have just received my first blow job by a male and all I can think of is how great his eyes where, how soft his tongue licked my cock till it could explode. Sitting there I could not believe how much more this Kat can change my life. I have dreamed of a person that can make me feel so great about myself all my life. In my dreams persons came and gone and now suddenly K is in my life and I feel blessed.
It strikes me suddenly that his eyebrows were tweaked and shaped like my supermodel friend , cindy.
A hour later, casual slacks and white overtly soft shirt adorns my fit body. I lay out the table nicely, candle dinner and the setting sunset , making the room shine like a palace. He states from his bedroom that I should give him a few hours and I that I should just wait.
"I will be ready soon. You should wait as the sun sets." he says from his bedroom, a soft husky ness overwhelming my ears. No I have never considered being gay. Oh, I have the friends who are but none of them attracts me. They have tried to set me up with females as well as males, but I have just never found anyone that makes me want to be with them. I sit on the soft , couch and wonder what has transpired. I have always liked childlike women. Its too bad K isn't a female then I can marry and make love for hours.
A few hours of watching movies and me being slightly anxious lets me pass the time with fantasies going through my mind. How much more can this person entice my feelings and senses?
"Dim the light and put on soft music, my love!" he calls from his bedroom, I do as he asks and smile as the lights make the room mysterious and romantic. I am hoping he would blow me again like he did in the bathroom. My cock stirs in my pants in anticipation.
This is the best vacation so far.
"Close your eyes and sit on the couch, Chris." he says and I do so fast like. A clicking sound eminates from behind me on the tiled floor near the passage way. a Swoosh that reminds me of those silky dresses dancers wear tickles my ears.
"Don't open your eyes just yet. You see," he says softly, his voice like silk," I have always have felt different than other boys next to me. Deep inside I have felt like a girl all my life." a Soft hand touches and caresses my left cheek, a nail gently touches my lips. A red rose perfume lets me take a deep breath and my pants stir again. "You weren't shocked this afternoon. Why not. I did look different." he asks next to my left ear and I want to respond, but he gently bits my ear.
"I don't know, you are different and this morning I felt like I have been looking for you my whole life." I moan softly at his ministrations. A light breeze pass over my earlobes and a thrill run down my spine.
"Thank you. I felt the same but wasn't sure if you would approve of me. Can I kiss you?" he asks next to my mouth and his hand gently rubs my thigh through my pants. My cock I stiffer than it was in the shower this afternoon.
"Please!" I moan again. I feel his tongue as soft as silk gently touches my lips. His hand takes mine and pull it close to him.
My closed eyes throws exotic images up to my mind instantly. My hand makes contact with softest skin another moan escapes his lips as I am damn sure I am touching a breast of b cup size. My finger circles the small nipple and his tongue enters my mouth, a taste like the best taste in the world ignites in my mouth. How on earth is this so great? Our kissing becomes more intense and I play more with the nipple in my hand. Our tongues entwine and the feelings I had earlie in the pool and at the door, overwhelms me and reality becomes better than ficition.
He pulls away and I almost moan with sadness. "Keep your eyes closed, my love." he commands and I feel him gone for a moment.
All eternity pass as I feel hands at my hips and a pulling down of my white pants. My cock sticking in the cold air lets me feel a slight something come out of my head. A weight on top of me settles softly on both sides of my naked self. His stocking tickle the side of my legs and a belly touches my six pack abs. He straddles me and the weight is welcomed. His mouth returns and once again that wonderfull taste returns as my cock and tongue meets heaven.
"Don't freak out please." he whispers in a femine voice, his octaves perfect and great. He puts my hands on his hips, my eyes still closed but my sense of smell and taste being exploded through all of its wonder. His silk wrapped bum clenches around my cock and I feel very sex enhanced suddenly. There is just something about a silky dress and stocking wrapped bum that makes me feel that sex leaking out of me again. His soft cock pressing against my stomach and I feel complete.
"Can I look now please, Kim" I plead and rename him instantly. He moans against my left cheek and his butt clenches against my cock again.
"Don't be harsh, Chris."
I open my eyes slowly and he sits back. The soft light from the dining room highlights his perfected features. His blind hair falls in soft curls and bangs down his face. One ear is expose as his hair is pulled back over an ear. His blue eyes framed by blue eyeliner and dark mascara that opens his face into beauty. Sexy eyebrows beckons me to kiss them His lips is glistening and moist, beckoning me to lick them silly. His smile is gentle but filled with exstasy and I feel a reflection of myself and my heat in his eyes.
"I like the name Kim." he smiles and pouts his lips. I look down and see his b cup breasts pushed up with a wire wonderbra. His silk top clinging to them and the left breast is exposed to my right hand. His long black skirt pulled up and the slit in lets it sit up high over my legs, exposing the black garter belt and stocking attached to them. To my amazement his stomach is exposed with a diamond stud in it.
His penis , smaller than mine, leaking precum from out of his panties next to my stomach. My cock lurch between his cheeks and a smile escapes his lips.
"You look nothing like a boy. Show me what you got." I squeeze his cock and masturbate him by soft ministrations. He moans and growls at the same time. He responds by moaning louder and throwing back his head, letting his hair shift in that exotic way it moves on sexy babes. He moves back and twirls his butt around over my cock and I grabb his hips, pushing my cock against his silky cheeks, precum leaking out. I lean forward and lick the top of his breast and take the nipple into my mouth. Kim screams again as my left hand feels him growing in my left hand, his cum feeling like the best cream and he moans next to my ear to keep going. His clear orgasm blasts my stomach and he arches his back, grinding himself on my own manhood.
The difference in our cocks is as different as night and day. I grab him around the waist and bring him closer, suddenly wishing that I can shove my cock into him.
"Thank you!" he says in a husky voice, a hint of the boy coming through the beautified girl face. A second he looks like Claire from heroes. He climbs off me and opens my legs wide. He bends on silky knees , his cock disappearing from my sight and I look at a girl standing in front of me, I lick his precum and taste that sex on my lips again.
"Please!" I whisper as his left hand grabs my overtly lonely cock. The head gleaming next to his moist lips. He licks up my shaft a smile so innocent softening his features, leans down his face. His tongue plays with my head and then he licks down again.
More and more it grows, letting his face glow brighter as he realises that his femine appearance and manicured nails are making me horny as hell. I cant stop looking at him as he bring me close to orgasm. He suddenly lets go. "You are a cock teaser, Kim. Wait unti I have your in my mouth."
He stop and looks up at me with his doe eyes, "You owe me. Come prove it." he says in a semi fem voice.
I climb off and put his back against the couch. With my left hand I lift up his knees and stop for a second to admire his six inch heels encasing his feet, but that worshiping will come later, my hand goes up his skirt and I pull it to the left. His sexy panty holding my treasure and I see that he is hard again, not hard like myself, but hard like a small stick. He looks at me hungrily.
Stop for a moment and look at this person, from head to toe, dressed in the hottest outfit ever, stocking that highlight long sexy legs, face as angelic as the best model and a cock in my hand leaking precum. This I know, the more sexy you feel the more precum you leak. I lean forward and put a cock in my mouth for the first time in my life.
"Please , Suck me now. Sof so long I have wanted someone a good looking as you Chris.!" he sounds like a school girl. He puts his breast back into the push up bra and I suck for all my worth, though it doesn't get hard, it leaks into my mouth and I feel his manicured nailed hands on my cheeks, guiding my mouth over his. He moans , screams yells louder and louder and I feel myself come just by his sexy sounds. It grows and then orgasms in my mouth.
"Dear lord, that was awesome. I will do anything for you if you will do this for me again." He yells passionately at me and he arches backward on the couch, his cock ramming my mouth. In that moment I realise that I am in love.
"Anything??"
"Anything. Come let me kiss you till you hurt, lover." he replies and I draw closer.
On this night I found my soulmate. And he/she is a boy with the sexiest body and lust for sex ignited inside my heart.
End of this chapter.
I always get what I want.