I met my girlfriend at work. We dated for a while and moved in together. Then she quit her job. All fine and good and fairly normal things.

Then a couple of months after moving into an apartment together she tells me she has a 12 year old son who lives with her ex boyfriend. The ex boyfriend is planning to move overseas and isn't coming back and doesn't want to bring the kid with him. So I get home from work one day and there he is with my girlfriend, his mother sitting on the sofa and she says she has something to tell me. I figured it out before she told me. He looked like the preteen version of his mother, waist length hair and all.

So of course I took the high road and went along to get along but I wasn't thrilled with the idea of having a brat live with me.

So about a month after the kid moves in with us my girlfriend, Megan, tells me she has to leave town for her employer for about a week. I work from home so I'm the de fault baby sitter.

The moment she is gone out of the house, Ashley the 12 year old brat, comes out of his room, drops to his knees in front of me and apologizes for being such a brat. With his head bowed his blond mane was spilled all over the floor and partly on my bare feet. It reminded me of when Megan would drag her equally luxurious mane up and down my naked body as a prelude to sex. I was wearing sweats and my cock became erect. I'd had some bisexual experiences including when I was Ashley's age with an older boy and I enjoyed that but I can count on one hand the total such experiences and frankly I do have a preference for girls. I dismissed Ashley back to his room and went to mine, went on my computer and beat off to some twink porn.

Later that day Ashley wanted to cuddle up with me on the sofa. Up to that point he has showed zero affection towards me but suddenly he wants to snuggle. I let him and since it was movie night we were already scheduled to spend some sofa time together.

I figured I wasn't going to get any more erections that night so I was safe with Ashely laying on the sofa with his head in my lap as we both watched the movie and ate popcorn together.

I was wrong. With that pile of blond silk in my lap and Ashley's pretty face along with it I got hard fast. Ashley was unphased. I could feel my throbbing cock pushing up against his cheek. I began playing with his hair like I played with his mother's hair. I watched as his hand slipped inside his pajama bottom. I watched as he tried to discretely jerk off. I began to squeeze my butt muscles to get my cock to bounce up and down a little and it worked and each time I could feel Ashley's cheek pushing against my cock. Then when I felt Ashley was getting close to coming he turned his face downward and positioned his mouth about where the head of my cock was. He didn't open his mouth. He merely placed his lips where my cock head was and that is when I could tell he was cumming. His hand worked his cock inside his pajamas furiously trying to cum and finally he did and he grunted as he did. I could feel his hot breath breathing through the fabric of my sweat pants along with his mouth just ever so slightly closing over the end of my cock briefly as if he caught himself about to suck my cock through the fabric then change his mind.

After that he excused himself and ran to the bathroom. When he returned he just laid down in the exact same position except facing the TV.

I said nothing.

He said nothing.

But I was throbbing hard and needed to cum very badly and I started to not care too much how I got the job done or who I used to do it or how. I went back to playing with his long pretty feminine hair and got a big handful and tucked it into my sweat pants. I felt it on my bare cock. I started to move in a pumping motion rubbing my cock through the fabric against Ashley's cheek without regard for whether or not he liked it.

Then I just said fuck-it silently to myself and took my cock out, forcefully turned Ashely's head and pushed the end of my cock into his mouth. I was prepared for a vigorous protest on his part, some threats of ratting me out to his mom and so on but that's not what happened. What happened was he repositioned himself to make it easier and he began bobbing up and down on my cock like a $20 hooker. I just held onto his silky hair and relaxed and let him do all the work. A few minutes later I gushed forth the most powerful load of cum I remember ever producing and thought I was going to drown the kid but he swallowed like he just got back from hiking across death valley and was desperately thirsty. I was so busy enjoying my own cum I hadn't noticed he was jerking off again only this time he was outside of his pajamas and half a minute after I drenched his gullet with sperm he shot a string of his own sperm that soaked my leg.

He and I never said a thing about it. But we repeated our fun several times before his mom got home and many times since that day.

Now he's 13 and every time he and I are in the house together and his mother isn't home he just comes over to me and pulls out my cock like it's his own personal pacifier and he sucks until I cum. Then I thank him by returning the favor. We never speak of it. I don't have any idea if he is bi or gay or perhaps even transgender. He is otherwise very feminine. He wears nail polish, usually pink, and make-up and recently started wearing pink nighties to bed that his mother bought for him. But he insists on keeping the name Ashley and he insists he is a he, so far.

Blowjobs aren't the only thing we do though. He loves to make-out with me and recently has started to sit on my lap and I get the impression based on the way he sits that pretty soon he will expect my cock up his ass.

And so far his mother doesn't seem to have a clue. He sucks my cock and I cum in his mouth and then his mother gets home and we fuck and she is thrilled that it takes me over half an hour to cum. I'm just happy I can keep it hard long enough for her to cum. The boy is cumming close to wearing me out.