The Great Sissy Boy Pageant

(MBb) (anal, oral) (humil)
A palimpsest based on The Great Pussy Pageant

The room was filled with excitement. The men were soaked with the sweat of anticipation in spite of the air conditioning. A long runway covered in red carpet split the room down the middle. What seemed like hundreds of theatrical lights illuminated the area where the contestants would be appearing. The men in the audience hungrily eyed the pictures in their programs of the five finalists who would be competing. It was down to that — the five little darlings who would compete for the title of Little Miss Sissy. There were three ten-year-olds, one eight-year-old and one little seven-year-old left in the contest. It would be unfair of me not to mention that most of the men were rooting for the seven-year-old. He was just so adorably sweet and innocent.

The room erupted in a roar as the recorded music blared, and the announcer's voice filled the converted warehouse space.

"And now, gentlemen, we are down to the final five. Out of the fifty little beauties that competed this year, we have chosen the cream of the crop. The final five. Who will win the coveted title of "Little Miss Sissy?" 

The room filled with the cheers of the horny men, some of whom used one hand to grope themselves through their trousers.


"And now, I'd like to introduce our special celebrity judge. This is a young man who needs no introduction at all. He is the most popular young entertainer in the world, and we are extremely lucky to have him as our judge. The one and only...Justin."


While Justin was not a favorite among the men in the audience, in fact, most of them thought of him as a teenage dweeb, he was the perfect choice to judge who would become "Little Miss Sissy." The men applauded the cute seventeen-year-old in skintight jeans and huge gym shoes. His world famous adorable smile flashed, and he took a little bow. Everyone knew the little sissy boys in the contest would be out of their fucking little minds when they found out Justin would be judging them. Justin sat on a high wrought iron chair at the end of the runway. He spread his legs to ease the discomfort of his ready to burst teenage erection. Justin had quite a fucker on him, and being a teenage heartthrob celebrity, he generally fucked three young bitches a day, but on this particular day, he had held back his load for the contest. Consequently, his big teen balls were ready to explode with baby batter.


The automatic veri-lights shifted to focus on the entranceway at the other end of the runway. The music grew in volume and pounding rhythm.


"And now let's meet the final five."


The curtain parted and five naked little boys wearing high heels, and nothing else paraded down the runway. Each of them was a beauty in his right. Smooth, pale skin; soft, sensuous lips; large, flashing eyes; and a killer smile, each of the little darlings had well-developed, puffy nipples since the boys, or their parents or adult friends worked on their little titties for hours every day to keep those nipples puffy and pouty. These boys had been trained. And all were totally bare-ass naked. Of course, what drew the most attention was what lay between the boys sensual, pale buttocks. All eyes were on the wondrous globes.


A thunderous round of applause greeted each boy. At first glance, each of the boys did not appear to have anything special from the other contestants, but the pubescence boy-cunt experts in the audience could detect subtle differences just with the boys simply walking down the runway with their puffy titties thrust out.


The ten-year-olds were the first to reach Justin at the end of the runway. Cameras here caught close-ups of the boys' bodies from all sides. However, as each of the young darlings reached the end of the runway, he bent over, spread his legs wide apart, and placing his hands on his baby globes, spread his ass cheeks far apart to put his tightly puckered boy-cunt fully on display. Justin studied each gorgeous rosebud with a judge’s eye as one hand worked his throbbing teenage cock leaking into his skin-tight jeans.


"Andy, Matty, and Angel, each ten years old, perfect little beauties. Look at those cunts, gentlemen!"


The three ten-year-olds, who had had quite a bit of pageant experience, smiled and grasped their globes tighter so they could pull their ass cheeks even further so their bald little cunts could be clearly seen by every member of the audience.


The eight-year-old, Jude was much more reluctant, while he spread his impressive bubble butt globes, he did not pander to the audience like the older boys.


Seven-year-old Devon was the real surprise. He spread his legs like a trooper, and Justin almost fell off his chair at the sight of Devon’s delicate, exquisite rosebud. It was a truly stunning seven-year-old boy-cunt with full, pink lips, and a tantalizingly tight, tiny hole. Devon smiled and fingered his hole. The crowd went nuts.


"There they, are, our five final sissies."


The boys bowed, and the lights dimmed. The stagehands placed five wooden armchairs on the stage. When the music resumed, and the lights went up again, each of the five little boys sat in one of the armchairs.


"And now our guest judge, Justin, will examine each of the cunts in detail."


At a signal, each of the little boys spread his legs and draped them over the arms of the chair, exposing his little dick and marble-sized balls and revealing his tiny, enticing asshole. Cameras captured close-ups of each of the pre-teen sissy’s cunts.


Justin climbed down from his chair, adjusting his huge, leaking erection in his jeans. The eyes of the boys fluttered as they took in the sight of their teen idol and then focused on his massive fuckmeat pushing out the front of his pants. The breathing of the little pageant queers grew ragged as their own baby bodies became sexed up. To these young fags, Justin was their dream boy. Their God. They trembled in their chairs as Justin approached. The ten-year-olds were first. They spread their legs painfully wide and arched their backs, thrusting their young cunts up at the pop star. Justin leaned down to examine the ten-year-old boy-twat. He studied the lips and the shape of the fuck holes. He liked a hole with some shape, not just a skinny runt with a hole. He placed his hands on the legs of the boys he studied and forced them even farther apart. The little sweethearts could hardly breathe. He rubbed his hands up and down their legs and prodded their fluttering holes. The cunts winked in response, and Andy and Angel produced a bit of pre-cum.


"Look at that, gentlemen, Andy and Angel are leaking dick juice. Ten-year-old dick juice!"


A round of applause filled the room. Angel looked shy, but Andy smiled proudly.


"These fucking sissy boys are ripe!"


After a bit, Justin moved on to the eight-year-old. His fuckmeat ached painfully in his pants. The eight-year-old had the most alluringly delicate cunt he had ever seen. Now it was true that Justin liked his cunt as young and innocent as possible, so perhaps he was a bit prejudiced. The eight-year-old sucked in his breath, and his smooth little tummy quivered. His nipples were hard little nubs. He smiled at Justin and chewed his cute lower lip.


"Hi!" Jude whispered.


"Hi, yourself you fucking delicious piece of cock ditch!" Justin answered. "Do you suck cock, sissy boy?" he asked.


He nodded, his beautiful, long hair swirling around his face.


"My daddy says I'm the best."


The eight-year-old fuckhole was almost hypnotizing Justin, and he spurted some pre-fuck into his pants before moving on to the seven-year-old. It was Devon’s minuscule hole surrounded by puffy, full, pink lips that got to him. He was tiny, tiny all over. He was a fucking sex machine.


"You have a beautiful cunt, baby," Justin said, his fingers gently pushing the little boy's legs even further apart, and his eyes then wandering down to his baby asshole. "Your fuckhole is a marvel."


Devon grinned. "Thank you."


Well, it was no surprise that Justin chose eight-year-old Jude and seven-year-old Devon as the two finalists. One of the fathers complained that the contest was geared toward younger sissies and was therefore unfair, but nobody listened or cared. The older boys felt cheated, but ten-year-olds knew that soon they would be entering contests for older boys, so they licked their wounds and took their consolation prizes.


On stage, Justin was now judging the final two. This was a difficult decision, and the room fell silent. Justin knelt before the little boys, seated in armchairs side by side. He reached in, and with his fingers, he spread eight-year-old Jude's ass cheeks to reveal his pink rosebud. It was a truly beautiful boy-cunt. He prodded and poked at the eight-year-old fuckhole. He took the cunt lips in his fingers and pinched, feeling the thickness and fullness. Men were openly masturbating in the room.


The whispered voice of the commentator wafted over the space, "Justin is now doing a detailed examination of the eight-year-old cunt, examining it both inside and out. He is testing the fuckhole for tightness and elasticity. Little Jude is squirming in his seat. Look at his face, is that ecstasy or pain or a bit of both? He is feeling the fingers of the world's most famous pop star up inside his baby cunt. Justin will now pull back the sissy’s little hood and examine boy’s clitty."


The eight-year-old was now emitting groans and sobs, and a well-placed microphone amplified the sound, so it filled the showplace. Justin flicked the tiny clit and then pinched it.


"How does that feel you fucking piece of pre-teen shit?"


He chewed his lip and threw his head from side to side.


"You like that, huh? You like your clitty pinched. I'll bet you'd love a big fat cock fucking deep into your whore hole! You are ready for it, aren't you? You need cock."


Jude licked his lips, and his body bounced in the chair. Then Justin stood, and he was left twisting and humping the air. The crowd went wild.


Justin moved on to seven-year-old Devon. He worked the boy’s cunt hard. He forced the tiny lips open. He worked two fingers up into his cunt. His breathing was ragged and raw. He sobbed and threw his little head. His tiny fingers clutched the arms of the chair. A high wailing sound came from his baby throat as Justin fucked two fingers into his cunt. Justin felt the constricting ring and knew he must not break it yet. Justin was in serious heat now. He stood and unbuttoned his jeans and took out his fat, pink, leaking cock.


Little Devon's eyes grew wide. He leaned forward and reached for the seventeen-year-old cuntbuster. Justin stepped away, so the boy grabbed air, and he screamed in frustration. Justin, his fat swollen cock drooling pre-fuck in long strings, stood in front of seven-year-old Devon.


"You want this, you little sissy faggot?"


Devon could not even speak. He nodded, his baby pink tongue hanging from his mouth and his eyes looking bleary with lust.


"If you want to taste this cock, Fuckface, you need to win. And to win, you need to spread those cunt lips for me! I want to see that cunt stretched."


The boy tore at his ass cheeks. He took one cheek in each hand and tugged them. The cameras moved in to show the raw, pink, baby cunt.


"'Wider, sissy boy, spread it wider."


Seven-year-old Devon threw himself into his chair and pulled at his cunt. He sobbed, as he stretched his cunt even more. Justin knelt down, his cock bobbing. He poked a finger at Devon’s asshole, and he pushed his finger into the little rectum. The audience stood as one. Most of the men had their cocks out and were jerking off.


Justin was fisting and pumping his swollen cock. The pre-fuck spray hit the little boy in the face and on his baby tits. Justin started to spit in his face. He hawked huge gobs of spit onto the boy’s beautiful little face. He jerked his cock harder and then grunted and shot a huge load of sperm all over the little beauty queer. Little Devon opened his mouth and tried to catch the flying spooge. Justin grunted and leaned in and rubbed his dickhead over the boy’s face. Pop star jizz coated and glistened on his face. Glops of cum hung from his lips. In the wings, Devon’s father swelled with pride. He had never been proud of his baby. To cause a judge to actually cum was almost unheard of at one of these events.


But the young pop star wasn't finished yet. He was wild with lust for this little bitch boy. He stood there and started to piss all over the boy. His big teenage cock bobbed and swayed shooting piss all over the little boy. Seven-year-old Devon, trying to get something out of the moment, crawled over and opened his mouth and Justin pissed into his seven-year-old mouth. It was truly beautiful.


Of course, little Devon won the contest. It was the most wonderful day in his young life. He received an exclusive million dollar video contract with "Sissy Boy Studios."


Little Andy sobbed in the dressing room as his father beat him with his belt as he shouted angrily at him, "If you had pushed your cunt out at Justin more, he might have liked you. I hear he fucks boys your age all the time backstage at concerts, but he chose that sissy slut!"


Devon also got the first fuck of his young life by world famous pop star, Justin. Of course, Devon's dad was on hand to take photos of his little star getting fucked in his baby asshole. Justin also fed the little contest winner his fucker in his mouth several times.


Justin promised him that he had lots of friends in the music business, including lots of black rappers who would want to fuck him. At this moment, his newly fucked cunt was really sore and stretched, and he was in extreme pain, but his dad assured him that once his boy-cunt healed, he would want cock every day. And so he did.