After we got back to my house and I paid him the $100, it took him only a few seconds to strip naked. He took my breath away. His body was completely hairless, except for a small bush and a few strands under his arms. His extremely thin body was pale, except for two unusually large and dark nipples, and shaped like a prepubescent girl's.

Stevie's uncut penis was tiny, scarcely larger than my little finger. But surprisingly, he had a large scrotum. His balls hung low and loose in the sack. I immediately thought that his scrotum looked like it belonged to another, bigger person.

I asked Stevie to sit on the sofa while I took my clothes off. His eyes widened as he saw saw my erect cock, no doubt fearing that I would hurt his ass. I smiled and kneeled in front of him, prying his knees wide apart. He was surprised as I took his dick into my mouth, gently kneading his balls with my left hand. I'm sure that few of his tricks ever tried pleasuring him before they got their rocks off.

Stevie closed his eyes and moaned with pleasure as my tongue swirled around his cock. The boy sprung a boner in no time. It couldn't have been more than 4 inches long and not wider than my thumb. I smiled as I watched the head peek out from under the foreskin.

My lips moved up his body, my tongue licking out his belly button. Stevie arched his back when I started sucking his nipple. I jacked his cock, a drop of pre-cum oozing from its tip.

I pressed a wet finger tip against his anus. It opened immediately, not a surprise since many men have fucked him. I slipped my finger in until it reached his prostate, causing him to sigh in pleasure.

Stevie squealed as I resumed the blow job. It took only a few seconds before I could taste his salty cum spurting over my tongue.

The boy was still panting from his orgasm as I flipped him over onto his hands and knees. After applying a liberal amount of lube to my cock, I started easing it into Stevie's asshole. He cried out in pain as the head penetrated.

"Easy, babe. Relax and let it in," I whispered in his ear.

Stevie whimpered as I continued my assault on his ass, but he made no move to get away. At last, my balls were slapping against his lovely bubble butt. He was completely mine.

I paused for a minute, savoring the sensation of his silky soft rectum tight around my cock. My hands wandered over his back and butt, reaching under to touch his small, soft dripping cock. Then I wrapped my fingers around his sack, squeezing his balls gently.

I began thrusting, slowly at first, then more rapidly as my orgasm approached. Stevie started moaning as I tightened my grip on his balls. When I could feel my ejaculation beginning, I pulled his balls downward away from his body. We both screamed -Stevie in pain and me in pure pleasure.

We lay side by side, both catching our breath. My cock softened but I held it inside him, wrapping my arms around Stevie's thin body.

We started talking, and Stevie gradually opened up about his life, which had been pretty shitty up to then. His father was disgusted with Stevie's feminine behavior, beating him to "make him behave like a man." When he discovered a gay magazine in Stevie's room, he kicked his son out of the house.

Stevie began to sob as he described his life on the street. He had been popular among middle-aged men, sometime turning a half dozen tricks a day. But many of them mistreated him, and he had been robbed by older male hustlers. After 6 months, Stevie desperately wanted a way out of his street life. He had even considered suicide.

I held Stevie tightly as his body shook with sobs. The boy needed love and care, and I was going to give it to him. I kissed him gently on the back of the neck, and said he could stay with me from then on. As I told him that, my cock began stiffening inside him again.

I let him know in a loving but firm way that from now on, I would be making the rules, and he would have to follow them exactly or else go back to living on the street. He agreed, of course. It helped that I held him tightly, my hard cock buried deep inside his ass.

After we finished fucking, I cooked us lunch. Stevie started to get dressed, but I told him that he wouldn't be wearing his old clothes any more. In fact, he'd have to get used to wearing few clothes from this point on.

I took his clothes away from him, dumping them in the trash. "Here, put this on," I said. He looked surprised as I handed him a skimpy pair of bright pink girl's panties. "That's all you're going to wear around the house from now on."

After lunch, I led Stevie into the bathroom and introduced him to the pleasures of the enema bag. Pulling his panties down, I used fairly hot water with lots of soap for the first injection, followed by cool water as a rinse.

"Get used to this, babe," I said as he sat grunting on the toilet, spilling copious amounts of water and shit into the bowl. "You are to clean yourself out each morning as soon as you wake up. I'm not going to fuck a dirty asshole."

After Stevie was emptied out, we got into the shower together. I lathered him up and used a razor to scrape away the few hairs from his armpits and crotch. This is something he'd have to do each morning, too.

Stevie got down on his knees and began sucking me. Even though I'd already shot two loads into his ass, I could feel my third orgasm of the afternoon building up. The boy swallowed each shot of cum that I pumped into his throat.

We dried off, and I took Stevie into my bedroom again. Opening the top drawer to my dresser, I took out the suction pump and glass tubes I bought for nipple enlargement.

I placed one of the glass attachments on his left nipple and began pumping the rubber ball. When his nipple extended a good inch from his chest, I repeated the procedure on his other nipple.

"I want you to leave them on for half an hour today, and every day," I told Stevie. "These will gradually make your nipples grow until they look like a girl's."

There was one final step that I wanted Stevie to perform each morning. I had the boy bend over the bed while I slipped a lubricated finger into his ass. His sphincter was already good and loose from the enema, so I began pushing a large butt plug into him.

"Please stop!" he cried out. I paused a moment to allow his hole to adjust to the size of the plug, which was even larger than my hard cock. When Stevie had caught his breath, I resumed pushing. It took awhile, but before long the whole monster was inside Stevie's ass, with just the wide black base of the plug protruding from his hole.

"From now on, you will put this inside you every morning after I'm finished fucking you," I told him as he panted from the assault. "You are to keep this inside you at all times, even when you sleep at night. The only times you can remove it is when you shit and when I'm fucking you."

I knew that Stevie would soon become dependent on his morning enema to evacuate his bowels, so it would be unnecessary for him to remove the butt plug during the day. His ass really was mine now.

I invited a friend over who worked in a salon and was an expert on female hairstyles and makeup. "My, what a pretty boy you are!" Michael said, turning Stevie's head from side to side. "It won't be hard to make you up into a pretty girl."

Michael spent a half hour applying blush and eye shadow to Stevie. He then dabbed mascara onto his lashes. A light lip gloss completed the makeup job.

"I'm afraid her hair isn't long enough to do much with now," he said, brushing Stevie's locks.

"Oh, don't worry. I'm going to let her hair grow nice and long. I want it to fall around her shoulders," I smiled.

After applying nail polish to Stevie's hands and feet, it was now time for the last touch. "Don't move, sweetie," Michael said, positioning a needle against his left earlobe.

"Ouch!" cried Stevie as he received his first pierce. A minute later his right ear was also pierced, and a pair of gold hoops adorned both sides of his face.

"Wow, what a looker!" Michael admired.

It was time for Stevie to make his first public appearance under my instruction. I produced his outfit, and it couldn't have been more feminine: a tight yellow t-shirt that showed off his bare stomach; a pair of pink shorts that just about covered his ass; and flip-flops to show off his pretty feet.

The ultra-tight panties pushed Stevie's scrotum up into his body and flattened his little penis against his body. There would be no tell-tale bulges to reveal his true gender to any observers.

We went shopping that day, and I saw the admiring glances Stevie was receiving. I chuckled as I imagined what they were all thinking: Was Stevie my daughter? Baby sister? Young girlfriend?

I could hardly wait until we got home to fuck Stevie. "Oh babe, you were so pretty today," I crooned as I pulled down his shorts and panties, easing the butt plug out of his hole.

My cock was dripping with pre-cum, so all I needed was a bit of spit to enter his hole. I pounded away with tremendous excitement, biting his ears and neck. Stevie sighed as I wrapped my arms tight around his narrow chest. We both screamed as I pumped my load into his tight rectum.

(To be continued)