Pavel — Pavla
Pavel sat in front of the mirror. His sister Katerina was applying his makeup: mascara, eyeshadow, blush.
"Maybe something else?" Pavel asked pleadingly.
"Nooo, a bet is a bet! A wish is a wish," Katerina wouldn't agree. She remembered how Pavel, in a bet for a wish, had made her dance a striptease with an anal plug with a tail and filmed it. Even though she was wearing a mask, it was still hurtful when it appeared online.
"But no one recognized you!"
"And no one will recognize you."
When the makeup was finished, they moved on to the wardrobe. Pavel wasn't particularly athletic,
so he managed to squeeze into his older sister's top,a pleated skirt that reached mid-thigh. When it came to stockings, Katerina threw him a pair of unopened lace stockings:
"Here, I was saving them for myself, but for an occasion like this, I don't mind."
Pavel began pulling on the stockings and smoothing them over his legs. He was overcome by a surge of excitement, even stronger than when he had shaved his legs and groin after losing the bet.
"Panties?" asked Pavel.
"Nooo, you'll manage without," Katerina laughed. "Don't forget the wig."
Pavel put on the wig. Reflected in the mirror was a pretty young lady, a bit clumsy, but quite attractive. The nose with a bump gave a more mature look.
"Anyway, we're going to the neighboring village (about 60 km away), you pick up a guy with a car there and he drives you home, and before the village you switch to my car," Katerina instructed.
They went to the garage, fortunately in a private house it's attached, so they didn't have to be seen on the street.
The conversation didn't flow while they were driving.
"Do I look like a roadside whore?" Pavel tried to lighten the mood.
"You do. At first, I had the idea to take you to a truckers' cafe, but if they found out who you are, you wouldn't leave there alive."
They stopped near the neighboring village. Katerina drove off a bit to observe. They didn't have to wait long; a crossover soon pulled up and Pavel got in. Katerina sped ahead to pick up her brother at the entrance, before their own village.
Pavel was getting a ride from a guy around 35. Apparently not a local, as he didn't really know where things were.
"Alexey," he introduced himself.
Pavel hadn't expected such events.
"Pav, Pavla," he answered in a strained voice.
Pavel looked Alexey over and noticed that Alexey's cock was bulging along his thigh. Probably not even a cock, but a monster. It was such a huge size...
Alexey scratched it through his pants; he seemed to pay no attention to Pavla, who had slightly reclined the seat and crossed his legs. But Pavel hadn't considered that his cock wouldn't lie between his legs as he wanted to hide his arousal, but on the contrary, would betray him by creating a bulge under the skirt.
"Wow! You come with a surprise," Alexey put his hand on Pavel's leg and moved it upward.
Pavel decided to play along, spread his legs, and lowered himself to meet Alexey's hand. It quickly found his balls and his filling cock. Pavel's breath caught; he liked how Alexey was feeling him.
Pavel reached out and touched Alexey's already erect cock; it seemed like there was a huge, hard carrot under his pants.
"Is there a place to pull off here?" asked Alexey.
"Yes, a bit further, there's a turn-off into the forest belt," Pavel answered in a hoarse voice. His mouth was dry from excitement and nervousness.
Alexey removed his hand and took out a water bottle:
"Here, wet your throat."
Pavel took a few sips. To the nervousness and excitement, fear was added—what would happen next?
They stopped at a small clearing.
"I'll stretch my legs," Pavel got out of the car, trembling with excitement:
"I am a whore!" he thought.
"Don't worry. First time?" asked Alexey.
Pavel nodded.
"Mine too," Alexey approached Pavel and slipped his hand under the skirt, then knelt down and took Pavel's cock into his mouth. Pavel wanted to move away, but Alexey's hands were already firmly holding Pavel's buttocks. Pavel involuntarily pushed forward, and his cock disappeared into Alexey's mouth, who began to bob his head on Pavel's cock. Pavel felt his cock filling with blood and hardening. He desperately wanted to take his partner's monster into his mouth.
"Now my turn." They switched places; now Alexey's cock was in front of Pavel's face. The head of the cock approached Pavel's mouth; he first kissed it, took the cock in his hand, jerked it off. Pavel admired his partner's cock. It no longer seemed huge. Pavel opened his mouth, and Alexey's cock slid into Pavel's mouth.
"I really am a whore!"—this thought excited Pavel even more. He wanted to feel this cock inside him, to feel it thrusting into his anus.
Pavel pulled back from Alexey's cock
"I want you," he forced out.
He walked to the car, leaned on it, sticking out his butt and arching his back.
Alexey came up from behind, lifted Pavel's skirt, poured water from the bottle on his own cock and Pavel's ass, placed the head of his cock against Pavel's anus. Pavel's asshole clenched and didn't want to let the foreign object, the cock, in.
Alexey took a tube of baby cream from the glove compartment, generously lubricated the head of his cock and Pavel's asshole. This time, the head slipped into Pavel's anus with pressure. Pavel gasped from the pain, which was replaced by pleasure. The cock in Pavel's ass began to move further and hit the prostate ring. Alexey slightly withdrew his cock and tried to push it deeper into Pavel again. On the third try, Pavel decided to help his partner and pushed back. Alexey's cock passed the last obstacle, and Alexey's thighs slapped against Pavel's buttocks.
Pavel was washed over by a wave of pain and pleasure simultaneously.
After waiting a bit, Alexey began making small thrusting movements, fucking Pavel. The head of Alexey's cock now easily passed Pavel's prostate, massaging it at the same time.
Gradually, the amplitude of the movements increased, and Alexey was now fucking Pavel with the full length of his cock.
Pavel moaned and gasped.
"More, more! Deeper! What a slut I am!" burst out of Pavel.
And then he felt a pulsation in his anus. Pavel realized Alexey had cum inside him. Looking down, Pavel saw that cum had been running from his own cock for a while. He hadn't even noticed when he came.
After cumming, Alexey pulled out his cock. Wiped it with a tissue. And cool air rushed into Pavel's fucked-out asshole, delivering another portion of pleasant new sensations to Pavel.
Alexey handed Pavel a pack of wet wipes. Pavel wiped the cum off his leg with his hand and licked it, then wiped himself as best he could, but the trail of cum leaking from his ass remained on the stockings.
Alexey sat on the back seat, tired, the door was open, his cock had lost its fighting spirit.
Pavel approached Alexey, knelt before him
"Thank you," he said, either to Alexey's cock or to Alexey himself.
Pavel kissed Alexey's cock, which twitched in response, and Pavel began to give a blowjob. Alexey's cock grew and filled with blood. Pavel already knew the taste of cum, but he wanted his asshole to be worked on more. They moved into the car, to the back seat, where Pavel sat with his ass on the cock, in a cowgirl position, and began to ride. Then he turned his back and continued to impale himself. Alexey began to help his partner, moving his hips. When Alexey came, both were already exhausted. A thick, colorless liquid dripped from Pavel's end. They tidied themselves up and drove to the destination.
Seeing his sister's car, Pavel asked to stop.
"Bye and thank you," Pavel got out and heard behind him
"Thank you too!"
"Where were you?! I thought you'd been killed!!"
"Nooo, not killed, quite the opposite."
Katerina looked at her brother and saw the cum stains on the stockings
"Is everything really okay?" she asked.
"More than okay," answered Pavel, "and yes, I'd like to go to that truckers' cafe."
"So you're now...."
"Pavla, sometimes, when I want to...... And I will want to often."