Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Likes Boys, loves to party......a tale of the Evil Fag-Hag Part 2 (Or) You do your spells with the occult groupies you have, and not the Druid ancients you WISH you had. "Last night was awesome!" Gordy Locke was thinking wickedly, at first light of morning. While stretching away his bleary eyes, on this strange bed. His soft bare ass-cheeks still nudged, against another guy's beefy muscular legs. This baby-faced handsome, openly gay muscle jock others called 'Teen-age Moses'. His real name was Dale, this righteous vegan youth that Gordy met at this occult bookstore party. 'Teen-age Moses'! What a stupid name for one harsh vegan faggot. But he looked so adorably cute sleeping next to Gordy on the bed. With rippling chest muscles and washboard abs - and his stamina during last night's love-fest was amazing! Gordy Locke never expected to be this turned on by other guys before. Last night, it seemed that his entire universe had changed. As an elfin-faced, little blond-haired kid, Gordy Locke was easily 'tagged' with the monickers, 'Goldie' and 'Goldilocks.' Maybe that's why he began hanging out with the larger, badder boys. Who knows? But even his older, hard-boiled drinking buddies call him (affectionately) 'Goldilocks.' Gordy knew what the guys in the biker posse would want to call him now, after last night. Names like 'sissy' or 'cocksucker' or 'faggot.' It didn't matter anymore. Goldilocks brushed his softer, girly ponytail and idly thought: When 'Teen-age Moses' combed Gordy's longish blond hair into this soft, girly ponytail. He said it was a turn-on, and then they kissed. Goldilocks sighed, and looked around for his clothes. It was all there on the floor around the bed. Dark pantyhose, black leather mini-skirt and girly sandals - all tossed wickedly around the bed in 'her' rush to orgy! Gordy's trouble's began when Bruno, Claire's openly gay, older brother caught him sniffing Claire's pantyhose. It happened during this weak, private moment while helping her move. Too bad for Gordy, the entire sordid episode was filmed on camera - by Bruno. "You want to get into my sister's panties?!! PUT 'EM ON!!" It wasn't a request. Bruno was big enough to be the enforcer, not to mention Gordy's hard-core drinking buddies. So, he surrendered to Bruno by putting on pantyhose for the first time. Gordy became a little, blond-haired (secret) pantyboy, just because Bruno said so. It wasn't so bad at first; because the feeling of girly nylons made him so totally turned-on, the rubbing of silky girl fabric, up against a teen male hard-on. "You like me, Don't Cha?" Bruno would sometimes accuse. Gordy during 'panty check', when that openly gay, nineteen year old muscle jock would inspect to make sure - that his strict (secret, girly) dress code was obeyed. And afterwards, Gordy would be rewarded with a kiss. A real kiss too, and it was wild. A guilty pleasure for an obedient, little blond-haired panty boy! Gordy Locke began having sexual-identity issues after that. He didn't want to think about it. It was Bruno's fault, the bastard. For outing Gordy's secret, panty wearing butt - in front of Bruno's own live-in posse of openly gay muscle jocks. A set-up and betrayal, and right after Bruno was kissing Gordy so nicely during 'panty check' too! Two-timing Faggot Bastard. Because Bruno was already nailing Donny's ass -long before Bruno forced Gordy into pantyhose. Donny was Gordy's best friend when they rode together in the gang, but that was BEFORE. Donny and Bruno are probably shacked up in the same building here. In the clubhouse, an apartment style building and gym next to this secluded mansion in the far suburbs. Donny and Gordy used to wake up in strange places before. If they happened to 'get lucky', by finding some slut from the night before, a girl: This time he and Donny were the 'Girls', sleeping around with some guy - after a party the night before. How gay was THAT? But Gordy was forced into doing it. "Take off your pants and wear a dress!" This posse of openly gay muscle bullies came out of the gym to make Gordy 'go girl.' It happened right after Bruno outed Gordy's panty wearing ass too, a total Set-up. "You're too weak to make it here, with us - as a man!" They said so cruel and mean. And Gordy put on the dress, the same black leather mini-skirt on the bedroom floor now. But Donny came out of nowhere to wear a dress first. "Don't be choosing MY boyfriend!" Donny comes out to rag him, wearing this short, short cheerleader skirt. Kissing Bruno full and on the lips, wrapping manicured hands around his neck, kissing him like the world's happiest Fairy! 'Donny is gonna get it!' Gordy became pissed off just thinking about the pansy bitch. 'Maybe he should suck Bruno off - just to get back at Donny.' Jealous fairy bitch, he hated Donny now. Sucking Bruno off would be like 'dropping the bomb' on Donny. The frazzled jealous, man-stealing pansy slut! 'Why am I thinking this way? This is far too crazy!' Gordy scolded his own twisted thoughts. 'Wanting to get back at one faggot, just by sucking off another!' That sounded way too gay and ridiculous. Because 'Teen-age Moses' was his boyfriend now. And the guy looked so young and innocent lying next to Gordy on the bed. This breakout lover from last night, with his cut teen male rod - standing so erect and proud. 'Teen Moses' must be having a wet-dream, Goldilocks wonders. Maybe last night was wonderful for him too. While bending over the sleeping muscular faggot, Goldilocks decided to dare for a bold kiss. This nude ass cute, ponytail blondie, who was bending over to lick the tip of 'her' partner's solid love pole. 'Teen Moses' was just about physically perfect, and his male erection was to match. And ponytail blondie tasted it. A taste of the mighty horn, with pink pansy lips sucking slowly and kissing the pole more relaxed. 'Her' soft blond ponytail bending down to forbidden love's awesome power. This ponytail that he tied on Gordy's head last night, and said it looked so sexy. A perky excited pansy ponytail, bending down to mingle, with the ramrod lover's nappy crotch hair, bowing down to tickle the man's very loins. How sweet, the taste of last night, the more 'she' licked it, the more radical tasty his virile male cum appeared to be. This strong-arm handsome forbidden love god. There was something about the taste. 'Teen Moses' tasted that good last night too. Right after he playfully spanked 'her' bare ass silly - and found out Goldilocks liked it! The very taste of his potent new-age love, "Oh my God! I want cum!" The old Gordy Locke might say, but 'she' was too radical gone for that. The Fag-Hag had released his 'inner girl', you see. 'She' was sucking him off in a daze. Until: "Oh Gee" was heard. This chuckle of a wicked laugh, and this sleeping giant of a handsome face rises up to see. Ponytail blondie sucking him off with gusto - so early morning! "What KIND of sissy cum-slut are you?" He actually scolds. Then his hard sculpted torso begins rolling away. 'She' meows in frustration. With his creamy love horn escaping the grasp, of 'her' pouty pink lips. Until 'Teen Moses' and his angry male horn, ends up sitting at the edge of the bed. "You got a stain on your chin." He says like a concerned babysitter. Goldilocks bats 'her' baby blues to see, the well-hung lover's cum, and 'she' licks it. "I'm sure you like it." He makes this little boy handsome grin, then inches closer on their shared bed. This well endowed forbidden lover, with his dangerously cut male pole, pointing at 'her' like a guided missile. Then he purrs, "You look so sexy but innocent as a girl." 'Teen Moses' says, touching 'her' earlobes. "And this wonderful part of you, needs to blossom and feel protected." His very touch is exciting, and Goldilocks feels such tingles of pleasure hearing: "And I'd like to be the perfect boyfriend to help you do that." Everything was moving so quickly, and this bare ass naked, eighteen year old tart was so confused. Until 'Teen Moses' plants a kiss on 'her' fluttering pansy lips, and the make-out session begins. "Are you ready to be my girl?" He coos once, in between gasps of air. After torrid kisses, and merging against his warm muscular hot body, 'she' blurts out: "We can always go out, you know?" 'Her' adorably cute baby blues were fluttering up, lips smiling in suggestion. "I want a girly girl twenty-four seven!" This openly gay, confident warrior jock demands. "Not some secret pansy fruit - leaving his buddies for a joy ride!" Their eyes lock on each other, until the pansy cutie becomes the first to blink. So many questions to ask about - for 'her'! 'Teen Moses' begins reaching under the bed, pulling out this small tube of lubricant. "We can always fuck." He says evenly. "But your heart probably wants a tighter relationship." He squirts gel from the tube, and oils up some fingers on his right hand. "You look so pretty dressing up like a girl. Lots of guys would just love to go out, with your foxy cute ass." 'Teen Moses' explains in this deep melody of a voice. Then he rudely begins placing oily fingers, up between Gordy's bare legs. "I'm not a girl." Gordy answers back in a higher tone of denial, pushing that bare ass over to him. "But we know you love boys." This nakedly arrogant boyfriend says in dismissal; not exactly knowing he released the 'trigger' words. Supposedly releasing the conditioning clues for this 'sexual polarity' spell. Then so rudely pushing his arrogant fingers inside, 'her' pretty little hole, as this tidal wave of pleasure ripples across the entire spine. "I don't like to see you getting high with other boys." 'Teen Moses says in this scolding tone. And 'she' was humping to his every word. Not understanding all he meant, but enjoying those fingers of fate, and hearing: "You're too cute and innocent as a girl - to be getting stoned with THEM. Those so-called buddies of yours are such major league LOSERS." "You want to be my DADDY BEAR!" Goldilocks begins to laugh soprano voiced and silly. While grinding 'her' perfectly bare buns against his force, in this aggressive dancing beat. "I'd dress up in a BEAR SUIT." 'Teen Moses' promises, "If Goldilocks would be my ONLY GIRL!" With his jubilant piston fingers making his point about romantic changes, he appeared to be this nakedly happy warrior, with oily piston fingers in motion. You might think 'Teen Moses' was staking a claim to a mate. It was as if he was making some rules, for this kissable cute little blond haired punk, the one who (used) to ride with the bikers and pretend to be bad. And 'her' pansy ass cheeks were eating it up! Raising curvy eyebrows at the very suggestion. From this harsh vegan muscle jock, the one laying down the law - and giving 'her' this dandy finger job! 'Teen Moses understood he probably won. But he was also beginning to wonder about what his 'grandma' might think. Not his real grandmother back in Nebraska, the old lady in this town he calls 'Grandma Moses'. Because she calls him 'Teen-age Moses', you see. The Fag-Hag to the rest of us, he wondered what she'd thing about his 'girlfriend' now. Pleased, probably. He wanted her to feel pleased. 'Teen Moses' never understood the spell was also for him, to become the perfect romantic mentor, for another one of the Fag-Hag's 'problem boys'. "You're pretty enough to be anyone's girl." The nakedly confident suitor purrs in this deeper rich tone. Then begins pulling his bold, massaging fingers away , from his lovely femme doll. This demanding sexual partner reaching under their shared bed to pull out this handy rag, then say: "I want to be the boyfriend who can help you do things." And the girly excited tart never understood, that it was mostly a spell. Another one of the Fag-Hag's vaunted, 'sexual polarity' spells, coming out to blossom in full pansy flower. "We're made some excellent breakthroughs in our relationship last night." He says. "Don't you agree?" And 'she' gives him this wry smile, with moist lips curling up silly, he adds: "We can make a lot of steps together too." 'Teen Moses' drops the oily rag down to the floor, saying: "We can get rid of all the things holding you back. We can build something together - for us. I'd like to be your perfect boyfriend, you'll see." "You wanna take care of me, or something?" Goldilocks makes this meek smile with teen-age attitude. While this nakedly perfect romantic suitor flexes closer, making 'her' tremble with sexual excitement and fear at the same time. He grabs 'her' bare soft ankles, lying so leggy, smooth and close. "You got nice feet." He remarks, holding one by each heel, in the palm of his larger hands. Raising both to his eyes, 'Teen Moses' adds: "Your toes wiggle up at me so cute and sexy, You need to show them off - A LOT!" Then he gently places one pretty, pansy foot atop each of his powerful wide shoulders. And suggest romantic changes: "Sandals really do look good on you, and so would nail polish. Lavender or deep red, for your fingernails and toes too, my girly girl would have all the boys looking jealous - OF ME!" "Lots of boys will be mad me, you know? And I hate Donny and Bruno too!" This nakedly cute, shapely legged beauty, with his male inhibitions and persona fatally corroded; was now displaying female rivalries. That happens a lot in 'sexual polarity' spells. Opposites attract, but like polarities repel. Magnets do it, actually. Complicated romantic politics, these 'sexual polarity' spells. The Fag-Hag understood that. Claire had to make things complicated by involving her openly gay, older brother Bruno. That's what happens when your coven has mostly frustrated, suburban witches. But you do your spells with the occult groupies you have, and NOT the Druids ancients you WISH you had. That's why 'Teen Moses' and his polarity spell 'girl' would need more personal attention, the Fag-Hag decided. It takes TWO bedazzled romantic partners to make a sexual polarity spell, you see;Just like it takes two to Tango. "We'll be making new friends." This nakedly handsome ramrod lover proclaims. 'Teen Moses', with his towering male erection, knocking at the edge of 'her' exposed pansy hole. For Goldilocks, it felt like 'her' entire self control had been erased. Replaced by girly hormones of romantic need, wishing only to bond with him, this wickedly endowed forbidden lover. Not only sexually, but in spirit as well. "We can live not far from 'Grandma Moses," this on-top ramrod lover suggests: "There's an empty gardener's cabin at the edge of her place. We can live there as boy and girl, okay?" Living right next door to the twisted old Fag-Hag, it would have sounded creepy to the old Gordy Locke. But this newly minted femme was already wrapping, 'her' smooth leggy thighs around his sculpted male torso. With 'Teen Moses' grasping, taking control of 'her' swinging nude hips; then embracing skin-to-skin as his virile male horn enters 'her' body. And Goldilocks was pulling for him too. With passionate hands, circling his humping muscular, ramrod buns in piston frenzy. A desperate tightness for merger until he came, 'she' believed they had just merged into one. To be continued.........................