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The Sissy-Scouts - This is a story inspired by the Sissy-Scout video and siss sydru4u.tumblr.com (MM, M+M, Sissy)
The Sissy-Scouts are having a membership drive!
Note - It is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can destroy lives. Don't be a dick with other people's lives!
Lewis couldn’t help but notice the commotion. Up ahead, at the corner, were two girls handing out pamphlets to people on the street. They were drawing quite a crowd too.  He thought it was an odd place to be doing business; the street corner was right on top of an active construction site.  A chain link fence was partially blocking off the renovation, and there was dust, gravel, construction equipment and portable toilets nearby (two blue ones and, sitting off to the side, a pink one). There were quite a few big, burly workers buzzing around too. Certainly not a place for young ladies!
The girls were dressed very provocatively and Lewis hoped the construction workers were not being too vulgar to the innocent young ladies. Construction men certainly had a well earned reputation for sexual foulness and intimidation. Right on cue, he heard a big man yell, “Hey, sugar-tits! I only have a half hour lunch break; can you blow me in my truck while I eat?”
‘What pigs!’ Lewis thought, ‘and what humiliation the girls were forced to endure!’ He was stunned to hear one of the girls yelled back, “Sure I can!”
Amazed, he started walking faster, anxious to find out what was going on. Right away, he noticed the two girls (one blonde, the other a redhead), deserved the attention they were getting. They were both attractive and sexy, but, oh, how they were dressed! They wore matching pink outfits; almost like a military uniform; no, more like the boy scouts or girls scouts, but way more sexy; pink berets, pink shirts tied below their nearly exposed braless breasts; tight pink short, pink and white tennis shoes, pink and white stockings, and, what was that? Matching pink kneepads? Both girls were wearing sashes adorned with various badges. As he got closer, he saw that their uniforms were very clean, but their kneepads were scratched, scarred and well used. ‘Hmm, maybe they are on their knees cleaning, or maybe laying floor tile at the construction site? That must be it! Cool uniforms though, ‘I’d hire them,’ he thought.
Just then, one of the doors on the portable toilets banged open – the pink one. He saw another uniformed girl exiting the toilet - a brunette. She was beautiful as well, tossing her hair and licking her shining lips. As he stared, a man also exited the very same toilet, tucking in his shirt and grinning widely! ‘Strange’, Lewis thought. As the door closed behind the man, Lewis noticed an ‘out of order’ sign on the door. ‘Even stranger…’ he thought, ‘something weird is going on…’
“Trixie! When is it going to be my turn?” one of the two girls yelled to the dark hared young lady exiting the toilet.
“Just, one more, then you can have a turn, Stephanie! I promise!”
“You are a lying slut!” Stephanie yelled back, her long blonde hair whipping around her neck.
Lewis was very close now and stopped to watch. The girls continued handing out flyers and talking with any man that would stop for them. ‘Trixie’ seemed to be enamored by the workers on the other side of the fence. Still, he was shocked by their speech; he could hear them plainly now, calling out to the passing men.
“Hello, sir, do you like blow-jobs?” Stephanie, the blonde one, asked on young, slender man. She quickly followed up by asking, “Giving or getting?”
The redhead approached another, shorter man and asked, “Hi, we are recruiting for the Sissy-Scouts, do you like cock?”  
Trixie, the brunette seemed to be ignoring smaller men, and placed herself right in the path of a tall, well dressed business man. “Hi, stud, you look like you have a big, cock, do you have what it takes to become an Sissy-Scout-Sponsor?“ 
“Complimentary blow-jobs for everyone this Saturday! Alpha-Pre-Certification blowjobs today!”
Some men stopped to listen; some men kept walking (and sheepishly took a flyer), and some simply walked away (especially those with their wives or girlfriends).
“My numbers on the back! Call me if you change your mind or just need your dick sucked! Remember, Sissy-Scouts suck the best!” The girls were blowing exaggerated kisses to all the men, pursing their red lips, swishing their arms, sticking out their chests and wiggling their asses.
‘The Sissy-Scouts!’ Lewis had heard of them! They had started in San Francisco a few years ago, and became notorious for challenging the state’s obscenity law. They had been arrested after publicly offering free sex and took their case all the way to the Supreme Court. The court ruled that banning their sexual solicitations was unconstitutional, and thus allowed, under the first amendment’s right of freedom of speech (‘since no payment was requested or received.’ See Sissy-Scouts v. California 696, U.S. 69 (2020)). Since that landmark ruling, local Sissy-Scout groups were popping up all over the country! ‘But, the stories said the Sissy-Scouts were men, these sexy girls couldn’t be men!’ he thought.
The blonde girl named Stephanie saw Lewis standing nearby him and quickly approached, smiling and skipping happily.
“Excuse me sir,” Stephanie asked him. “Do you like blowjobs?” She batted her pretty blue eyes at him and made sure he got an eyeful of her cleavage.
“What?” Lewis said, confusedly, “Really? You are asking me this right on the street?” Then, wanting to appear more masculine than he actually was, he lowered his voice and tried to act gruff and perturbed,, “Of course I like blowjobs. All guys like blowjobs.”
Stephanie looked him up and down. Lewis was slender and cute, but bit effeminate. “Giving or getting?” she asked, smiling.
“Do you like cock?” she asked, conspiratorially. “Have you ever dreamed of becoming a sissy-cock-sucker?”
Lewis was stunned. Actually, he had admired hard cocks ‘occasionally’ when watching porn and, he had imagined himself, at least once or twice, sucking one of those nice, long, hard cocks. It’s only natural, right? Every man does it, he was sure.
Stephanie quickly handed him a flyer. “We are with the Sissy-Scouts!” she said proudly, “we are starting some new Slut-Squads in your town, and we are recruiting members.
“Slut-Squads?” Lewis asked, confused, and trying very hard not to look at her nearly exposed breasts.
 “Yes, ‘Sissy-Slut-Squads’, that is the name of our local Sissy groups!” she replied. “We could really use your help!”
“I see, yes…, But, well, I…, how could I…?” Lewis stammered.
“Did you know that each day, thousands of hard cocks and cum filled balls are being neglected? There are many Alpha-males, in your very own town, that are being forced jerk off, all alone, without having a nice warm mouth or ass to shoot into? Men are filling tissues with cum, only to have it flushed down the toilet!” Stephanie’s lower lip was quivering and she looked like she was about to cry.
“Well, no, I didn’t…, I’m sure that’s awful!” Lewis was confused. He remembered all the times he had to jerk his dick all alone. ‘It did seem wasteful and lonely,’ he thought, ‘but, hold on! Did she think he should join the Sissy-Scouts?’ Even though he had fantasized about sucking cocks (didn’t all men?), he was still a pretty macho guy! He better find out more.
“What do the Sissy-Scouts do?” Lewis asked, puffing up his non-existent chest. He was strangely curious.
“Tammie,” Stephanie yelled to her friend, “he wants to know what Sissy-Scouts do!” Stephanie was quickly joined by her friend, who immediately recognized a potential new member. The third girl, Trixie, had ducked back into the toilet, joined by the tall man in the business suit.
Stephanie and Tammie stood shoulder to shoulder and repeated a well rehearsed speech. “Sissy-Scouts are effeminate males who dedicate their lives to sexually satisfying Alpha-Men. They come from all backgrounds; weaklings, fem bois, cuckolds, limp-dicks, faggots, and cross dressers, who realize that pleasuring ‘real’ men is their true calling in life. Sissy-Scouts would rather suck a dick than have their own little dicklets sucked; Sissy-Scouts would rather be fucked than fuck; Sissy-Scouts receive pleasure from giving pleasure!”
“Well I don’t know…,” Lewis began. He felt his own little cock lurch, just thinking about it.
“It doesn’t cost you anything,” she said, and then mumbled quickly and softly, “besides your membership dues and uniform costs…,” She raised her voice, “And, we have an annual fund-raising drive, to help us pay for training materials, condoms, lube, sex toys, hormones and plastic surgery; everything you need to become a sexy, slutty sissy, just like us!”
The two sissies twirled around for him, sticking out their asses and showing off their tits.
“We think you would be a great Sissy-Scout,“ Stephanie said, leaning in close to him. He stared at her breasts and inhaled her perfume. Tammie nodded her head enthusiastically, her huge breasts jiggling. “Don’t you want to become part of our ‘slut’? We can hang out and do all kinds of stuff together, it will be fun!”
“Your ‘slut’?” he asked. “I thought it was call as ‘Slut-Squad’?” He was eager to learn more.
“Well, our official Sissy-Scout groups are called ‘Slut-Squads’, but, a group of sissies just hanging out together is called a ‘slut’. You never heard of ‘slut of sissies’, like a ‘pride of lions’, or a ‘gaggle of geese’?
“A ‘slut of sissies’, yes that makes sense, but, me? Join your ‘slut’? Hmmm, it sounds intriguing, that’s for sure,” Lewis admitted. He would love to spend his free time hanging out with these two beauties!
“Yay!” both girls shouted. “Join our Slut! Join our Slut!” they began to chant. The girls surrounded Lewis, hugging him tightly and bouncing up and down. He looked at their exquisite breasts, and somehow remembered they were actually men, like him. ‘Wow,’ he thought to himself, ‘so sexy, wish I had a pair of tits like that…’ He started to sport a boner; this was very exciting.
Stephanie noticed another potential member. An effeminate male was coming towards them, “Go get him Tammie!” she ordered. Tammie left, quickly. “Listen, we have to go!” Stephanie said, “What is your name, sweetheart?”
“Lewis, make sure to keep my flyer and come to our regional get together this Saturday, promise?” She batted her eyelashes. “All you have to do is hang out and watch a video. My phone number is on the back, if you have any questions.  I’m ‘Stephanie’, by the way, remember to mention my name at the door , OK? The Sissy with the most recruits gets a prize! Oh, and free food and blow-jobs for attending, even if you don’t join! See you then, Lewis!”
The girls left him standing there, stunned, with the flyer in his hand. He could hear them talking to their next mark.  He turned to watch, forgetting that he was going to be late for work. He decided to watch them for a while and try to learn a bit more.
“Excuse me sir, do you like blowjobs?” Stephanie said to a tall, well built, confidant man.  The man paused, intrigued but irritated.
“Yes, of course,” he said to her. “Don’t be stupid.” The man looked her up and down, not caring if she noticed him staring at her tits. ‘Typical blond bimbo, slut,’ he thought to himself. ‘She needs a hard cock in her mouth. That would shut her up.’
“What? Are you asking if I prefer giving or getting a blowjob? Getting, of course!” He was getting angry. “Look, either suck my dick, bitch, or get out of my way!” Stephanie smiled, staring at the thick bulge in his trousers.
“Excellent answer, sir!  I beg your pardon for being so forward! We are the Sissy-Scouts and we are having a membership drive. We are looking for new Sissy-Scouts and Alpha-Male-Sponsors. We are giving complimentary blow-jobs to any potential Sponsors who will pre-register with us today!”
“What’s the catch, do you only suck big dicks, it that it? I suppose I will have to pay a membership fee before you will suck me off, right?” he asked. He did not like being taken advantage of. Then, he heard one of the bathroom doors bang loudly. He looked toward the sound and noticed another pink clad Sissy-Scout stepping out of a pink, public toilet, licking her shining, cum covered lips. Trixie gave a ‘thumbs up’ to her friends and the tall man left smiling and adjusting his still firm cock. He walked away, reading one of their flyers.  
“Oh no sir! ‘A Sissy-Scout never discriminates against any race, religion, creed or cock-size.’ All men are welcome. A hard cock in need of sexual release all we care about - it is all part of our sissy pledge. And, being a sponsor is totally free!
“If I may, sir, you appear to be an Alpha-Male. The sissy scouts are looking for men like yourself to join our organization as sponsors. If you join, you will get blowjobs for life (as long as you can still get it up), and, as I said, being a sponsor is free, but there are minimal requirements. Can I ask a personal question, sir, is your cock seven or more inches in length, hard?”
“Well, yes, it is, and very thick too, as a matter of fact.” He smiled at Stephanie’s obvious joy and winked at her.
“Oh! … Great! … Super!” Stephanie gushed. “Can I ask your name, sir?”
“Come with me, please, Dirk, I’d be happy to pre-register you as a potential sponsor and give you your complimentary blowjob right now. We have measuring tools in our ‘office’!” She took him by the hand and let him towards the ‘out of order’ bathroom. “My turn now, Trixie, get the fuck back to work!” she yelled to her friend who was flirting with the construction workers thru the fence.
“So, you and your friends are Sissy-Scouts, eh?” Dirk asked, walking to the toilet.
“You girls are too hot to be men.” He looked her over carefully, from her cute face, large breasts and shapely hips.
“Oh, we are not men!” she replied. “We are sissies,” she said matter-of-factly, as if that explained everything.
“Thank you.  ‘A sissy scout is always pretty, perfect, promiscuous and prepared,’” She said. “It is part of our pledge! Come on in! Let’s get you registered!”
As the door closed behind them, Dirk noticed how clean the stall was. They certainly were prepared. The toilet was unused and smelled fresh. It was actually sparkling. There was small sink, towels and an air freshener. Near the toilet, on the bench, was a measuring tape, small beaker and a clip-board, listing the results all of the Alpha males applicants that had been pre-certified that day. A white board hung on a wall opposite the urinal. At the top was written, “Blowjobs”, across the side, was written,”Trixie”, “Tammie” and “Stephanie”. Trixie had five marks, Tammie and Stephanie had only three each.
He indicated the chart and asked. “Which one are you?”
“I’m Stephanie,” she said, blushing.
“Better get busy, Stephanie, Trixie is winning.”
“I know, but she is such a fucking slut! She cheats too! It was supposed to be my turn! Just because she…” Stephanie stopped, remembering her vows. She shrugged and smiled. “It is all good. There are plenty of hard cocks for all of us Sissies!” She smiled at Dirk. “Besides, we just started. It is still early.” She winked.
Stephanie locked the door and continued. “If you qualify and agree to become an Alpha-Sponsor, all you have to do is commit to attending, or hosting, one training session a month, to teach our newest Sissy-Scouts how to pleasure an Alpha. You can do more sessions of course; it is entirely up to you!”
Stephanie dropped to her pink kneepads and began to undo Dirk’s belt and zipper. “For volunteering your time and your penis, you get ‘priority suck-and-fucks’ for life. Some Alphas really enjoy training recruits and get satisfaction from the positive influences they have on our newest Sissy-Scouts,“ she continued, “Once you have them trained exactly how you want them, you can always ask for their services again and again.”
She pulled down Dirk’s pants and underwear, pausing to admire his long, thick, but still flaccid, cock. “Some Alphas like to train new recruits just because they like pounding tight, virgin assholes...” she added before wrapping her lips expertly around Dirk’s cock head. She worked her tongue around his glans and ticked his frenulum, then sucked him deep. His cock began to swell in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down, sliding her wet lips over the ridge on his cockhead. Her teeth never touched him. Her blonde hair swayed back and forth as she bounced her head on his cock. She tickled his nut sack and deep throated his shaft.
“Hmm, you are a pretty good cock-sucker!” Dirk admitted, arching his back and pushing his hips forward. “Ahhh, nice!” Dirk loved getting blowjobs.
 Stephanie continued to suck and slurp until he was fully hard and throbbing. She took her lips off with a ‘pop’. “Thank you, Dirk,” she finally said, knowing that ‘servicing a cock is more importantly than acknowledging a complement’. She admired his man-hood. His cock head was a deep-red color, wide and flared. His shaft was long and thick, bulging with purple veins. His ball sack was very heavy.
“Let’s hurry up and get you certified. With this gorgeous cock, you can certainly become an Alpha-Sponsor, if you want to. And, I hope you want to, Dirk,” she said demurely.”I still have to categorize you and your dick though.”  She took the measuring tape and measured the length of his ridged shaft. “I knew it, just under ten inches! You definitely qualify as a ‘Gold Sponsor’!” Stephanie said excitedly. She then wrapped the tape around the thickest part of his erection – the flared ridge of his cockhead. “And, over five and a half inches thick! A Gold-Elite! Perfect!”
“Is that good?” he asked, knowing it was, but he enjoyed listening to her talk so excitedly about his long, thick, cock.
“Oh, yes, it is very good! We Sissy-Scouts will be standing in line for the privilege of sucking your fabulous cock, sir!” She quickly wrote down his name and measurements on the clip-board and set it down, anxious to pleasure his penis once again. “Only one measurement left!” she said, wetting her lips with her tongue.
“And what is that, sissy?” He smiled. He pumped his prostate, making his dick bounce before her. Her eyes followed it up and down. She was mesmerized by the perfect hunk of meat in front of her.
“I have to measure your ejaculate next, Dirk.” She continued to stare as his still bouncing cock. A fat drop of pre-cum oozed from the piss-hole. Stephanie couldn’t wait to get her lips back on his Alpha-Cock; her little ‘clitty’ was getting so hard! “I’ll be checking for the forcefulness of your ejaculation, the number of full and separate spurts and, of course, the total quantity of your ejaculate, by volume.”
“Of course,” he said, shrugging his shoulders.
“To get an accurate measurement, I’ll need you to cum directly into my mouth. If you choose to fuck my face and shoot your cum down my throat, it will affect the accuracy of the measurement. However, you can always submit for re-certification at any time, so it is up to you.” Stephanie was torn between wanting hot cum splashing into her tonsils, or enjoying the treat of being face fucked again by a superior Alpha-Male. “If you already came today, and know you will shoot a smaller load, feel free to have your way with me. If not, a ‘Gold-Elite-Plus’ certification is very desirable, Dirk.”
Stephanie licked up his pre-cum and began to suck Dirk’s cock in earnest, eager to pleasure him and his throbbing shaft. Stephanie took real pride in her work and felt great satisfaction each time she expertly coaxed the cum from a se
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