Date: Tue, 2 Feb 2016 03:36:03 -0600
From: Steven Jefferson <gfcia1992@gmail.com>
Subject: Babysitting the cousin - PART 2

Babysitting the cousin - PART 2

ATTENTION READERS: The following story began as loosely based on actual
events, but has now shifted to a work of fiction as we begin to fully
expand these characters and storyline. Consider this and subsequent parts
as a work of fiction, and I do hope you enjoy. I plan to update this story
at least twice per month, but will update as I can around my schedule.

And now, for part two of the story. This chapter picks up right after we
left off in part 1...

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The cum begins to slowly run down my body, as I pant to catch my breath. I
lock eyes with Ryan, who still has yet to say a word.

You can tell the gears are turning in his mind. He has many questions
... we will get to them.

We sit idle for minutes. Then he reached out his hand.

He began playing with the white liquid that seemed to cover most of my side
of the bed. He evaluated its texture. He took it in his hands and began
spread it over my body.

Again, before this day, I was as straight as an arrow ... so I thought. I
would have never even considered doing what I instructed him to do next.

"Feed it to me," I said.

He cocked his face to the side, confused. I explained further, and he then
honored my request.

Ryan began collecting the spunk from my chest and stomach. He found several
nice accumulations from the base of my neck, on my chest and stomach, and
down to the base of my still semi-erect cock.

It was easily the biggest load I had dropped that far in the "Life During
Puberty." Still, to this day, it's got to be one of the top-five biggest
droppings of seed, but I digress...

I stuck out my tongue. He held his hand above my open mouth, and began
letting the cum drip down into my mouth, slowly but surely. Once it had
stopped flow, I took his hand and licked up the remaining amount.

I savored the taste. I wasn't sure what to expect from it, of course, this
being the first time I had tasted any cum, let alone my own. It was an
interesting taste. It was almost tasteless, just a bit salty. My favorite
part was the texture, as I swished it between different sides of my mouth.

Then, I decided to share.

Having not yet swallowed, I leaned over to Ryan. Despite his young age, he
clearly picked up on what was going down and did not resist. He opened his
mouth, fully accepting my gift to him.

We swapped it back and forth as he repositioned himself on top of my
body. We embraced, our cocks intermingling just as our tongues did. We made
out, as my sperm traveled from my mouth to his, and back again. Finally, we
split the difference and both swallowed down the fruits of our labor to
that point.

The kissing continued. His hands explored over my body, and my hands
returned the favor. We each explored every crevice of each other's body, as
we continued tongue locked. There wasn't much for dialogue during this
adventure. Our minds and bodies were in sync.

At this point, it was 2 a.m. and neither of us were that interested in
sleeping. For both of us, this was uncharted territory. I suspected,
perhaps, that he had a curious friend or two that had compared cocks with
each other one day. I'm fairly certain this kind of experimentation was
part of what originally brought his curiosity on to me earlier that
evening. But this could not have been something he had dreamed about
occurring when he initiated the contact.

I began focusing my attention on his youthful cock and balls. The machinery
was not yet prepared to fire live rounds, but you could tell it was ready
to be explored with. And of course, me being a rational teenager (perhaps
it was more likely I was still horny, but let's continue), I knew that
there was a big debt I owed to him in the pleasure department.

So I thought to myself, "Might as well get another first out of the way
tonight."

As we remain embraced, I rotated our position to lie him back on his
back. I broke from the kiss and began nibbling my way down his body.

Ryan was a short time from beginning puberty. His body tasted innocent but
it had started showing obscure signs of what future had in store for him.

I was truly honored. I was no more than your average teen. He, on the other
hand, was clearly destined for alpha male status.

Ryan had simply stunning complexion. Some of that was natural, but boy did
he tan. Perhaps one of the things that caught my sexual eye the most was
his tan line, which spread right across his waistline, delivering a clear
contrast between his stomach and his region of boyhood. It in a way offered
a sign of exclusivity, a showing of a sacred ground. And I treated it as
such. This was a big moment for us. I understood, at least partially even
at 14, the importance of what was occurring.

Being only nine, he lacked any real muscle definition, but his smooth skin
over his slender body was covered only in some spots with sporadic fuzz. I
stopped near his belly button. He was ticklish and let out of a soft
giggle.

I then got to his cock -- his preferred word for this particular body part
throughout our encounters had been "wiener." He quickly had some
additional, more "adult" words added to his vernacular, for this area and
others throughout our experimentation.

My mouth engulfed his hard boy cock and ball sack. I then released his
balls and began suckling on his shaft. While no liquid would be produced of
this yet, that didn't mean he wasn't lost in pleasure.

My mouth still on his cock, my tongue working gently but with a clear
desire, I looked up. I had hoped to make eye contact with him, but instead
I saw Ryan's eyes roll back and his head drop to the pillow. This was
clearly OK with him. So, I continued.

Ryan was a natural stud. At nine years old, he knows exactly what to do
when receiving a blow job. As I was working his cock, I felt his hand began
guiding my head as I bobbed up and down.

I felt more pressure on my head after a while, and took this as a sign the
grand finale was inching close. I picked up the pace, furiously working my
tongue. One hand played with his ball sack while the other massaged one of
his nipples (he seemed to particularly enjoy this).

This continued for a few seconds. Ryan then tensed. His body buckled. As he
had seen me do earlier, he used his legs to lift his cute little ass up off
the bed.

He had just had his first, albeit dry, orgasm. And I had just added "first
blow job" to the list of firsts I had experienced that night.

What a night it was ...

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TO BE CONTINUED...

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