No, you’re a boy
My son Charlie was confused about his gender and he hated his willy, until I showed him how much fun he could have with it.
Many years ago I abused my 12 year old son, Charlie.
I had gone out shopping late in the afternoon and when I got home and had put all the groceries away, I found it strange that Charlie wasn’t in the living room playing on his games console, it what he has always done after school.
I figured he was just up in his room so I made him a sandwich and took it upstairs, but he wasn’t in his bedroom, then I heard music coming from my bedroom, I don’t know why I didn’t hear it before, when I opened my bedroom door I saw Charlie dancing in the corner of the room.
Nothing strange right?, well, he was naked but wearing one of my scarves and one of my wigs, he was facing my tall mirror while dancing around, “Charlie?!”, he heard me and turned around, I dropped the plate on the floor in shock, he was wearing makeup and he had his cock tucked between his legs, he was pretending to be a girl.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Mom!” he gasped in surprise at seeing me, he put his hands over his crotch, not that I could see his cock though with it tucked between his legs.
“Why are you wearing my makeup – why is your – what are you doing?” I asked.
He looked down at the floor appearing sad, I didn’t like seeing him sad so I walked over to him and gave him a hug, “Oh, Charlie, tell me what’s going on. Please.” I said.
“I want to be a girl, Mommy.” He replied.
I was very surprised by that, I had absolutely no idea he felt his way, there were no signs or anything, one day he was a normal boy happy playing video games, then all of sudden this, “Why?” I asked.
“I just – I don’t like my Willy, Mommy.” He replied.
I shouldn’t have done, but I laughed, “What do you mean, what’s wrong with it?” I asked.
“Girls just have more fun. I want to be a girl. Girls don’t have Willy’s. I hate it, Mommy.” he replied.
“No you don’t.” I said.
“Yes! – I do.” He snapped.
I stepped back, “Show me.” I said.
“Huh?” he uttered.
“Show me your willy. Spread your legs.” I said.
He was reluctant, but then stepped his legs apart, his cock and balls sprung out from between them back to the front where they belong, “”It looks fine. You don’t need to be a girl to have fun.” I said.
“I still hate it.” He said.
I could see that he was going to take some convincing, so I gripped his cock in my hand and rubbed it, “Let me show you what Willy’s can do and how much fun you can have with it.” I said.
“Mommy, what is it doing? – I’m scared.” He said, after a few minutes of me rubbing it, it started to get hard.
“This has never happened before?” I asked.
“No.” he replied.
“Oh, well, you’re in for a treat. No wonder you’re so confused, baby.” I said.
I got on my knees and took his first erection in to my mouth and began to suck on his long hard shaft, “Mmm.” I sounded, while slurping my lips and tongue along his cock and gently squeezing his little hairless ball sack.
“Hmm – Mommy.” He moaned.
He realised what I was doing felt good and soon he was moving his hips around, I stopped sucking and looked up at him, but still had his cock in my mouth, he had his eyes closed and head tilted back, he was moaning, and thrusting his hips forward and back, he didn’t realise he was now fucking my mouth, I went back to sucking and he mouth fucked me.
After a few minutes he slightly squatted down, he placed his hands on my shoulders and then he ejaculated in to my mouth, “Momma – Mommy – Mom – Mommy – Argh” he moaned as he came, he half-filled my mouth with his warm virgin spunk, it was his first ever load and it was delicious.
“There – was that fun?” I asked.
He nodded and smiled.
“Let’s get on the bed, baby.” I said, I had gotten wet from sucking on his cock and I was horny as hell.
We got on to the bed, Charlie jumped up on to it and bounced on it like a trampoline with his still erect cock bouncing around, I yanked on his legs and made him fall down on to his back, he was laughing as I quickly pulled all of my clothes off and then straddled over him.
I took his tiny hands and placed them on my breasts, “How do they feel?” I asked, “Soft, Mommy.” He replied, while he enjoyed squeezing my tits, I reached behind me and tugged on his cock, it was still hard, I let him have fun and enjoy my tits for a few more minutes, then I slid my ass down him and rubbed his cock between my pussy flaps.
My boy was smiling and looking extremely happy, I lifted his cock up and lowered myself down on to it, we both moaned with delight as it slid in to my crack and slowly vanished in to my hole, his eyes widened, “You like that?” I asked him, he nodded repeatedly and then threw his head back on to the pillow and began to moan.
“You see, baby, Willy’s are fun too.” I said as I rode my baby boy like a bucking bronco, “Yeah. Fuck Mommy. Good Boy. Give it to Mommy.” I said, thoroughly enjoying my sons cock.
It took quite a while but he eventually came inside me, I felt him explode and fill me with his seed.
Charlie was no longer confused after that night, he never again wanted to be a girl, although I did have to fuck him quite a lot, almost every day in fact, he was hooked on sex and specifically fucking his Mommy.
I didn’t mind fucking my boy, he was good at it, I did, however, get pregnant, and yes the baby is Charlies, he has a kid sister/daughter who I named Claire.
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Good for you, I love that and how good of a mother you are, kids shouldn’t think that they’re supposed to be another gender,
Will Claire fuck Charlie also
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At the age of 18 i had more maturity, responsibility and reasoning than 70% of the population of any of this 3 countries.
At 18 i was more adult than most males from this 3 nations are at the age of 35/40.
Basically at 18 i had everything needed to start a family and face the world head on…
Most males in this 3 nations only achieve this readinness around the age of 30.
And fact is, even if pisses you off, my wife is of one of this 3 nations, a woman that was so tired to trying to ” raise ” 30 year old children, that she decided to build and family and find a real man outside of her culture. We been together for 15 years. ( Yes she’s pervy like me too)
How do you quantify “Maturity?” Never mind the fact that you through out a number like 70% of the population of America, the UK (Which is 3 Countries) and Canada. Somehow, you’re “More adult” than most males of these 3 countries.
There’s a word for that: Prejudice. “English speakers are so immature.” Grow the fuck up, man.
This is so transphobic
Thank god you’re here, Captain Obvious!
100% smh
ikr, i seriously hope this is just a kink.
Cry about it bitch boy
I hate when people make 12 n 13 yr olds sound like they are 6 or 7. 12 n 13 yr olds are in 7th n 8th grade and a hell of a lot smarter and hornier then so many of the stories here paint them to be.
On average? Okay, middle school especially is when there’s a massive disparity in maturity. Girls can start puberty as young as 9, or as old as 12, and that’s just Physical maturity. There’s also the Ditz effect. A lot of guys like dumb blondes, and the guys that like middle school girls like to think they’re more innocent. Virgins, and ignorant. So, even if a precocious 12 year old knows better, she might be savvy enough to lie, and say she’s younger. Act innocent, because she knows you’re a pedophile, and that’s what you want.
Sorry, not you. You may be a Hebephile, or Ephebophile, so you’d prefer a precocious middle school nympho. The solution to that problem is writing more precocious middle school nympho stories. If nobody else will, then Someone has to do it. (I like psychos, and Oppositional Defiant Conduct Disorder. Which is why most of my girls are written as abusers. It’s also a little different from the sheltered innocent little virgins, and the middleschool nympho stories.)
Gender Disphoric Disorder is definitiely high on the list of things that can stunt the maturity of children like this. Physically, mentally, and emotionally, because the onset of the wrong puberty is so terrifying, we try starving ourselves to keep that from happening. In the Heirarchy of Needs, Gender comes before Sex, because of the way society represents Manhood, Womanhood, and nothing in between. A transgirl can’t be gay, a lesbian, nor even really straight, until she gets that sorted out. That’s why this particular one is so emotionally retarded: She knows how to be a man, she has some idea how to be a girl (And that’s bad, or “Gay”) but with a father like that, she’s not allowed to.
You guys are arguing as if this was world wide while in fact is focused more in 3 countries, US, UK, Canada. Kids, boys and girls from the remaining countries are both sexually and maturely advanced than kids from this 3 nations.
Kids from Portugal for example, at the age of 10, be boys or girls, are more mature, have more knowledge about sex and it’s goods and bads, than 18 year olds from this 3 countries.
You guys putting the blame on top of syndromes just to clean responsibility from it, is what is immature.
The only faults for kids from this 3 countries to behave like this to recieve blame are, in first, society views and behaviours towards them, and and second, the parents themselves for being to obtuse to go pass society views.
The society views in relation to raising children and their sexuality in this 3 cultures is so bad that most are lead to believe that they are great parents.
Well though luck, you aren’t.
You treat kids as ” babies, toddlers, kids ” up until the age of 18/20 while the rest of the world treats them and upcoming teens and once hitting 16/18 young adults.
We weren’t talking about 18-20 year olds. We’re talking about 12-13 year olds. Even you should be able to see the difference there.
This i s fucking amazing