2025-09-25, 07:53 PM
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.
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.