Warning:  Smoking is a presented in a positive light in this sweet and sentimental tale of a teenage boy and his feminine side.  The author is a very bad man who smokes himself.  He doesn't care in the slightest if you're offended by the nonsense he writes.  As a matter of fact, he coughs in your general direction and doesn't even cover his mouth with his hand.  With that being said, please enjoy the story.  As always, comments are greatly appreciated.

The Double Date

By: slimv
Edited by:  Aine Keeagh

 

Part 4

"Surprise!" shouted Jim as his wife and daughter opened the door.

The color bled from Linda's face as her husband walked in with suitcase in hand.

"Jim, you're home early.  I didn't expect you back for another week!"

"What can I say?  Business was good.  I needed to come home early so I could write up the orders."

Julia went spastic.  Her little mind couldn't take the stress. "Daddy!  Daddy!  Daddy!" she screamed as she jumped up and down holding her cigarette.

Jim mistook his daughter's anxiety as excitement to see him and grabbed her up in his arms.  "How's my kitten," he asked? 

"I don't know what to say," said Linda.  In truth there was nothing she could say.  She couldn't very well ask her husband to leave.  Whatever would happen would happen and she was powerless to stop it.

Kaila, who had been out of earshot, figured it was time.  She lit a fresh cigarette and pushed up the hair on her wig as she gave herself one more admiring glance in the mirror.

"Where's Kyle," asked Jim.

Kaila entered the living room, rolling her hips and dragging seductively on her cigarette.  She was so caught up in walking the walk that she didn't see it was her father standing in the room instead of Tom.

Who is this and where did she come from?  Jim didn't recognize his son.  But Kyle was last thing on his mind as he ravaged the young beauty standing before him with his eyes.  Was this one of Julia's friends?  Why hadn't he seen her before?  How could he get her to come around more often?

"Daddy?"

The voice was familiar. 

"Daddy, your home," said the teenage vixen.

And then it hit him.  The pitch was somewhat higher and very shrill, but it was Kyle standing in front of him.

"Kyle.  Is that you?  Oh my God," he wailed.  "You have tits and you're smoking!"

Kaila had expected a confrontation.  She knew it was only a matter of time, but she hadn't expected it to go down like this.  She looked to her mother and sister for help.  By the stunned looks on their faces, she knew she was alone.  Her choices were few.  She could run or stand her ground.

She took a deep breath and mustered false courage.  She narrowed her eyes on her father's and hallowed her cheeks as she pulled on the cigarette's filter.  "So you noticed?  How do you like them," she asked as she juggled them in her hands.

Jim's lust quickly turned to anger.  "Put that cigarette out!  Take off those fake tits!  And get your self changed and take off that stupid make-up you little faggot!"

Kaila was frightened but she stood her ground.  "Please don't talk to me like that Daddy.  This isn't how I wanted to tell you.  I didn't want to hurt you so please don't hurt me."

Jim's anger began to boil over.  "I knew you had problems but I never would have dreamed things were this bad.  Are you insane?  Did you really think I would just take this?  I won't have a faggot for a son!"

"Not now Daddy.  Let's not do this now.  I have a friend coming over and I don't want him to see us fighting like this.  He'll be here any minute so lets just talk about this tomorrow, OK?"

"A friend?  By friend do you mean you're boyfriend?  Is that why you're dressed like this?  Oh my God Kyle!  What did you think you were going to do with this little faggot boyfriend of yours in my house?"

"Don't be like this Daddy!  Please!  He'll be here any minute and he'll get mad if he hears you talking like that."

"Oh he'll get mad?" asked her father as he puffed out his chest and unbuckled his leather belt.  "I certainly wouldn't want to piss off my son's sissy boyfriend, would I?  I suppose you think I'm going to let the two of you suck each others dicks in my house."

Jim removed his belt and let his trousers drop to the floor.  "Well it's not going to happen but I'll tell you what will happen.  Since you want to suck cocks so badly you can start by sucking mine.  If you want to be a slut then I'll treat you like a slut.  Get your homo ass over here.  I'll fuck your mouth so hard you'll need braces when I'm through.  So help me God.  Mine will be the last cock you ever suck!"

Kaila had no intentions of doing any such thing with her dad and Jim knew as much.  He was just trying to provoke his son.  Jim Russo was hurt and angry and all he wanted to do was to lash out at what he considered to be the source of his pain.

Julia and Linda both screamed as Jim's arm began to swing up and over his shoulder with the belt in hand.

His arm stopped in midair.  He turned to scream at his wife or his daughter, whomever it was who dared to interfere with the business he was conducting with his effeminate son.

A very hostile looking face towered eight or so inches above him.  Whoever it was didn't appear the least bit happy.  Jim felt a massive hand circle his throat as his body crashed against the drywall, breaking it and leaving an imprint of his ass.  The big man's nostril's flared as he began to talk through bared teeth.

"I'm the little faggot whose come to see your son," growled Tom.

Jim was looking the big man square in the eye but only because Tom had raised him to eye level with the death grip on his throat.

Julia and Linda begged him to release Jim who was kicking and coughing his way to hell as he fought for every breath of air he could steal.  It wasn't until he got the nod from Kaila that he relaxed his grip and allowed Jim to slide down the wall into a pile of defeated flesh.

As Linda attended to her husband, Kaila rushed to Tom who swept her up in his arms as Jim stared bug-eyed at them.

"Did he hurt you," asked Tom?

Kaila answered him with a smoky kiss.

She felt so good in his arms.  He loved the feel of her silky gown as it slid against his bare arms.  His anger was subsiding and he found himself getting horny for her.

"So this must be your Dad," he said as he set Kaila back on the floor.  "I didn't mean to hurt him, I just thought he was going to hit you."

 Tom reached down and offered his hand to the crumpled heap at his feet.  When Jim didn't take it, Tom pulled him up by the wrist.

Jim was still stunned, both by the attack and the situation in general.  As angry as he was, he would try his best not to provoke the giant in his living room.

"I'm Tom Grogan, Kaila's boyfriend," said Tom as he extended his hand once more.

"I'm Jim Russo, Kyle's father," he said as the massive hand wrapped itself around his.

"Daddy," whined Kaila.  "Don't call me that any more.  My name is Kaila."

"Kyla," said Jim, as he corrected himself.  "And I suppose you've already met my wife and daughter."

"I think we all better sit down and talk about this," suggested Linda.  "Julia, go get your father a beer.  Would you like one too Tom."

"Thanks Mrs. Russo, but I'm fine."

"Please call me Linda.  I feel as if we're almost family."

Julia scurried to the kitchen while Jim put on his pants and took a seat in his favorite chair.  Kaila led Tom to the love seat and Linda sat on the couch.  Julia gave her father the beer and sat beside her mother.  Sanity had return to the room and Linda lit a cigarette to calm her nerves, as did Julia and Kaila.

"A lot has changed since you left last week honey.  Of course I guess you can see that for your self."

"Are they real," asked Jim, as he pointed to Kaila's breasts.

"Yes, they are," said Linda.  "They're implants of course, but they're permanent.  She's also taking hormones now.  In about a year, Kaila is going to have gender reassignment surgery.  She's going to become a woman."

"And how much is that," asked Jim?  "I'm no expert, but I hear it costs a pretty penny.  For Christ's sake Linda, I hope you don't expect me to shell out good money to have my son mutilated."

 Kaila blushed, embarrassed, at hearing her father’s remarks about being mutilated.

Tom took Kaila's hand in his.  The question wasn't directed to him, but he owned it all the same.  "Don't worry about the cost Mr. Russo.  I expect to land a good job after graduation so I can pay for the surgery."

Kaila surprised him with a passionate kiss that made Tom blush.

"So my son is going to be your little slut from here on out.  Is that it," asked Jim?

"Please sir, don't talk about her like that.  The only reason I didn't bury you deep in your back yard is because I thought it might upset Kaila.  But if you keep being rude, or if I feel you're out of line, I'll have no other choice."

"Please don't make things worse than they are Jim," pleaded Linda.  "Tom is a good boy.  They make such a sweet couple.  Please give this a chance."

"Mr. Russo, I know we got off on the wrong foot and I'm sorry about that, but this thing with Kaila isn't going away.  And I'm not going away either.  I'm in love with your daughter Mr. Russo.  And I want to take care of her."

Jim shook his head.  "I don't understand.  I know who you are.  I've watched you play football.  You're awesome.  But how can a guy like you be gay?"

"I wish I could give you an answer Mr. Russo, but I can't.  I didn't know my self.  Until I met Kaila, I had no idea.  I still don't.  I can't explain it either.  All I know is what I feel.  And I feel love for your daughter."

"He's not my daughter.  He's my son."

"No I'm not Daddy.  I was born a boy but I was never your son.  This is who I am.  I think I've always been like this and now I know for sure."

"This is all so much Kyle.  God, I don't know whether to call you Kyle or Kaila."

"Please call me Kaila, Daddy.  I know its weird.  But you'll get used to it.  We all will."

"I don't know if I'll ever get used to this Kaila."  The name sounded foreign as it rolled off the tip of his tongue.  This is all happening so fast for me Kaila.  Last week we were talking about hunting and now you're looking like this.  Hell honey.  I didn't even know you were smoking.  When did you start that?"

"Last week.  It's a long story."

"I've got time.  Apparently there's a lot I don't know about you.  Now is as good a time as any.  I want to know.  How did this happen."

Julia, who had been listening quietly, spoke up.  "It's my fault Daddy."  It wasn't that she wanted the blame.  It was more like she hated not being the center of attention.

"I got Kyle in trouble with mom.  I told her he was smoking my cigarettes, but he wasn't.  I wanted mom to punish him so he could take Karen's place on a double date with Tom's friend.  I got Mom to make him dress up like a girl.  And I wanted him to smoke because I heard Tom has a thing for girls that smoke."

It was Tom's turn to blush.  All his little secrets were coming out in the wash and he rushed to defend himself.  "It's true Mr. Russo, but Kaila doesn't have to keep smoking.  I love her no matter what."

"I don't want to quit smoking," said Kaila.  "Please don't make me quit Daddy.  I know it's bad for my health.  But I really want to do it.  It makes me feel sexy and grown-up."

"There's also the hormones to think of Jim," said Linda.

"Hormones?"

"She started taking them after she got the breast implants.  She's going to need to take them for the rest of her life.  I'm afraid if she stops smoking, she might put on weight in the wrong places."

It was a story.  Linda didn't know for certain if Kaila would gain weight if she stopped smoking, but she knew how much it meant to her daughter and was willing to offer any assistance she could muster.

Jim nodded his head as he listened to the explanations.  He was troubled but was doing his best to keep an open mind.  "Look Kaila, this is your life, not mine or your mother's or your sister's.  I'm not going to sit here and lie to you.  I'm not going to tell you I'm comfortable with any of this, your smoking, the clothes, your wanting to be a girl or the idea that you like boys."

"Not boys Daddy.  There's just one and it's Tom."

"Fine then.  I'm not comfortable with the idea that you like Tom in the way that you do.  But I guess that's between you and Tom.  So is your smoking.  If you don't mind and he doesn't mind then who am I to mind.  As I was saying, it's your life Kaila."

Kaila was ecstatic in her father's change of heart.  "Thank you Daddy!  I love you Daddy!  You're the best Daddy in the whole world!"

Jim shook off his daughter's exuberance.  "So what's next for you two?  Did you have a date?  I guess I must have interrupted something."

"Well actually we were going to go to my room.  Would it be OK if Tom spent the night with me?"

"I'll pretend you didn't say that," said Jim.  "There are just some things a father doesn't want to know about.  But I'll expect to see you at breakfast Tom."

 

*****

Tom couldn't take his eyes off Kaila's ass as it wiggled up the steps.  He looked down at her family from the top of the stairs.  Her mother and sister looked excited and happy.  Her father was still in a state of shock and in a way, so was he.

"This is my room," said Kaila, as she closed the door and pushed the privacy lock.  "So what do you think?"

Tom took the room in with his eyes as he nodded his head.  "Nice," he said.  "It looks like a girl lives here."

"A girl does live here silly," said Kaila as she took a cigarette from her pack and held it for him to light.

Tom looked into her eyes as he lit her cigarette.  Once lit, she inhaled and exhaled.  Her smoke found his face as he took her in his arms and gently kissed her.

"Umm that was nice," she said as she took him by the hand and led him to her bed.

She lay down and placed the cigarette between her lips as Tom's fingers found the band to her panties and gently pulled them over her hips and off her legs.  She studied him for any signs of disgust as he sat on the bed beside her and took her small penis in his hand.

She quivered at his touch as his hand slid up and down his penis and gently cupped his hairless scrotum.  The smoke in her lungs felt delicious as he caressed her with his big hand.

He smiled at her and asked how it felt.  She answered him with a soft guttural moan surrounded by the smoke from her chest.  No.  He wasn't disgusted and her heart sang with joy as her groin pulsated with pleasure.

He bent down and kissed the head of Kaila's penis and touched his lips to her lips.  The taste of her smoke lingered on his tongue.  Through it all, he never removed his hand as he massaged her lovingly, guided by her moans and the twisting of her hips.

Her moans grew louder and her breathing more shallow.  She was Cumming and it brought a smile to his face to see the joy he was giving her.  Semen flowed between his fingers and he knew he belonged to her.

 

 *****

 

Time has a way of making most things better or at least easier to accept.  Jim Russo eventually understood that he hadn't lost a son but had gained a wonderful daughter.  Tom became the son he never. 

He asked Kaila to marry him on her 16th birthday.  She said yes, and her parents agreed, but they decided to wait until after her operation to say their vows.

Tom was chosen by Atlanta in the second round and signed a multi-million dollar six-year contract.  Linda was pleased that her daughter would be staying close to home.

Julia, always the slut, got knocked up by Karen's pusher and was carrying his love child.  Needless to say, this caused tension between Karen and Julia and their friendship cooled.

 

*****

 

It was a glorious June day in Atlanta - a little stifling, but beautiful all the same.  At least the church was air-conditioned.

Jim Russo sat on the bench in his daughter's dressing room as Julia and Linda helped Kaila with her make-up.  Julia had shed the weight from her pregnancy and was looking as slutty as ever. 

His daughter was all-woman now.  She would never swing a bat or throw a ball ever again.  It had been two years since her first date with Tom.  She no longer had need of her mother's wig as she had grown her own head of fabulous long blonde hair.  Nothing about her was false- not even her nails.  They had grown incredibly long over the past two years.  They were useless when it came to such things as housework.  The only thing they were good for was holding cigarettes and Tom's penis.  Speaking of Tom, the surgeon had reconstructed Kaila's genitals with him in mind.  Her new vagina had been custom made for Tom and why not?  He was the one footing the bill.

"Daddy, can I have a light?"

"You look beautiful Kaila," he said as he held his lighter for her.

Kaila pushed her veil to the side and accepted her father's light. 

Who says it's tacky for a bride to smoke in her wedding gown?

 

Fin.

 

since 10/01/04