Date: Fri, 11 Sep 2009 09:41:09 +0100
From: Gary Cutter <gcutter66@gmail.com>
Subject: DISTANT COUSIN - 3

WARNING: This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may and
probably will involve male on male sex of various ages.  Also note that my
characters do not wear condoms and that is because they are FICTIONAL.

ALL MY CHARACTERS, PLACES AND SITUATIONS ARE FICTIONAL AND THE EVENTS
PORTRAYED TAKE PLACE ON PLANET CUTTER. ANY RESEMBLENCE TO REAL PEOPLE,
PLACES, ETC. ETC. IS TOTALLY COINCIDENTAL. The author recommends 'safe' sex
in real life. You must be above the Age of Consent in your particular
geopolitical area to read this sort of stuff and you should NEVER allow
minors access but you knew that.

I normally prefer to write in First Person (frowned on by the more
technical authors) but I write as I like. I do like to try and approach the
tale from the boys point of view... get into their tiny minds but you must
realise if they sound a bit smartarse and over world weary at times that is
me coming through. If they sound as thick as a plank...  that's them.

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For new readers: Each Part or Chapter is self contained but it reads better
if you start at the beginning.




DISTANT COUSINS



3 -  Andy the paper boy



by



G. Cutter


I was awake at the crack of dawn, birds were twittering in the garden and
the early sun was streaming through the gap in the curtains. I was as hard
as a pipe which was situation normal and something was missing. My Peter
had gone and then I heard the splish and splash in the bathroom, a moment
later he wandered out fully naked with his boy toy sticking out in front
like a battering ram.

'Good last night?' He grinned at me and sat on the edge of the bed.

'Could have been better,' I cooked up a scowl.

'Why,' his face creased in a frown. 'What's wrong, Micky?'

'I didn't get my share you blond bloody bumboy,' I grabbed his arm and
pulled him full length on the bed and he smiled with some relief.

'It's only half five,' he managed to wriggle his way into the bed alongside
me. 'You fell asleep halfway through our second...'

'I'm not asleep now,' I wrestled him in the bed so that I was on top and I
managed to get my knees inbetween his parting his legs. One thing about
that Kissing Cousins film was that it had showed us how to do it, or how to
do it with variety. I lifted his legs as he pretended to fight me off and
bent his knees down onto his chest.

'Oh, my Gawd,' he tittered. 'So butch.'

''So hard,' I countered miraculously finding the pot from the previous
session. I was on a roll, I was so hard it hurt and I lathered the stuff
onto my erection bringing it down onto his hot body.

'Calm down, calm down,' he muttered nervously and held my hips as I located
his pucker and smeared my glans to and fro taking a couple of tentative
pushes into the yielding flesh. 'Go on then.'

I gazed into his hazel eyes and slowly and deliberately pushed into my
first lover, my first proper lover and entered him like a knife into hot
butter. He groaned and held me resting his legs on my shoulders for a
moment. Once I'd gained a couple of inches into his incredible tightness
and heat I saw that he was alright. I couldn't wait any longer, I ducked my
head to kiss and slid in more before starting to move to and fro. He just
sighed happily and wrapped his legs around my waist as we bonded
completely. My pubics nestled under his balls and he squeezed on me as I
slowly moved within his smooth and slick honey pot. I was fucking my Peter,
we were one at last and I virtually lay on him as I took him all the
way. He was my first and to date my best, he tried to munch my face off all
the time as I moved in and out of his tight arse going faster and faster as
the passion built.

'Peter, Peter, Pete...' I moaned as I felt my heat build and my climax was
on me. Definitely, wicked, brilliant , uber and all those words... I
thought I'd died and gone to heaven as my burning spunk shot up my shaft
and flooded his tight hole. He clung to me like a limpet as I slowly came
to a stop and then lay on him belly to belly, his legs dropped and he
grinned.

'I gotta shower again now,' he wriggled on my still hard cock. 'I'm still
one up on you.'

'Not for much longer, buddy boy,' I hoisted his legs ignoring his
theatrical groans and started to move again. We were level pegging at the
end of it even if my second cum was a pale imitation of the first.

My mum remarked at breakfast that we looked tired and suggested that
although we were on holiday an early night now and then wouldn't go amiss,
my dad commented that watching TV until the early hours was unhealthy and
we promised to mend our ways. My thought were that if the trip to Bela's
turned out well we'd be too knackered to play around later and as I agreed
with Peter it was a damn sight safer around Bela's. My mum's concern about
us eating was put to rest when I told here that Bela was feeding us with
his parent's permission, this brought another short lecture on not
'overstaying our welcome'.

The day was another beauty, the sun beat down out of a cloudless sky, it
was blond frying weather so I took a big bottle of sun tan oil for Peter, I
didn't need the stuff myself but did smear a bit now and then. We set out
around ten thirty and went the back way again, the common land and scruffy
wildwood seemed deserted and I explained to Pete that most of the local
kids were on holiday with their parents but we would have a good explore
before he returned to Cornwall.

'I wonder if he managed to get that newspaper kiddy?' Peter held the bikes
as I rummaged about for the gate code.

'Could be. Listen.' I could hear the shouting and screaming from over the
hedge, there were definitely two voices and both boys.'

'Here we go then,' Peter followed me as I pushed the gate open and we went
inside. We left the bikes propped up against the hedge and wandered through
the bushes to the more cultivated part of the garden and the pool.

'Hey, hey,' Bela called out from the water and I saw another brown skinned
moppet in with him. On a superficial study this kid could have been a clone
of Bela although he was clearly shorter as they both climbed from the water
and stood in the sun. 'This is Andy. Andy these are my pals Micky and his
cousin Pete.'

The boy bobbed his head and grunted a greeting but I was smitten. He was
bloody gorgeous, Bela was tasty but this kid was beautiful, slender and
'gamin' was the word. Very pixyish as Bela had said and I blushed as I
realised I was standing silently with my eyes glued to his almost
transparent swimmers which displayed his penis in outline. It wasn't water
shrunken but curled there like a meaty sausage, they must have been playing
grab noodle or something similar.

Peter and I said our hellos and started to dispose of our clothing keen to
get into the coolness of the pool, it really was baking. I noticed Andy was
scoping us out as we got down to our underwear. He wasn't getting a flash
all the same, we'd decided to forgo the swimming costumes and go knicker
dipping or skinny dipping. All boys together and all that crap. Bela rushed
off and returned minutes later with four chilled cans and we sat around on
the inflateables and plastic sipping the chillies and craftily giving each
other the eye. I was taken with little Andy and it seemed he was taken with
me, every time I looked his way he was looking at me and dropped his eyes,
it was a damn good job Peter had a thing on Bela, it boded well for the
afternoon. We nattered on which was slightly embarassing as I was down to
my briefs and Peter was down to his baggy boxers but at least they hid his
meat, my cock was stretched and filling out the more I looked atAndy and
imagined his face down on a bed, it really was too much.

'You need to cool down,' Bela remarked which didn't help. 'How did you get
on last night?'

'Cool,' Peter grinned. 'We did what we talked about.'

'You're still alright for this afternoon?'

'You lead, we'll follow,' I said and Peter nodded agreement. Poor Andy just
looked confused.

After a while we sat on the patio which that early was still shaded and
taled football as I recall but all the while giving each other the eye,
quite amusing to an eye in the sky I suppose.

Anna came and told us that lunch for four would be served in the kitchen
this time and she would be disappearing after serving. Bela thanked her and
we looked at each other. 'Last one in, first one fucked,' Bela spoke
quietly which brought a look of horror to Andy's face and a rush to the
pool. It was great, Peter eventually suggested 'knights on horseback' which
is a worldwide kid's pool game, it just has different names in other
countries. Peter immediately had Bela clambering all over him and Andy
rather clumsily trying to get on my shoulders. I did enjoy his lithe
slipperyness all over me but it the end sat him on the edge of the pool and
backed on so that he could mount his knight.  In fact, his pecker was
perking well by now and as I faced his crotch before turning I looked at it
quite blatantly and then up into his flushed face.

'Yum, yum,' I turned around and he slipped onto my shoulders and we were
off. As pairs we were equally matched which always makes for good fun and I
enjoyed Andy's squishy boy meat pressed against my neck. Now we were
fighting he'd relaxed to soft although he seemed to rub against me an awful
lot. There was an great deal of groping going on along with the screaming
and yelling but eventually we were called into eat by Anna, this time we
didn't bother with the shorts as she left almost immediately.

It was chicken salad this time with the usual mountain of chips, good
schooly fare, loads of tomato sauce everywhere and we tucked in like a load
of savages. I was sitting next to Andy and left my leg drift over and rest
against his, the first press he moved it slightly but the second time
pressed back, things were getting better and better.

'What was 'yum yum' for?' He asked me as Bela cleared away the plates and
produced four bowls of mixed fruit and ice cream from the fridge.

'I always say that when I see something I'd like to eat,' I grinned. Peter
was busy watching Bela as he buggered about searching for spoons but I saw
him grin.

'Oh,' Andy said and giggled probably realising what I'd said. I glanced at
him and saw that he was slighly flushed but the massive blush was now a
thing of the past. Suddenly his leg pressed against mine but this time
strongly and I realised that I'd scored or we'd scored. I tested it out and
ran my hand over his damp thigh and he didn't turn a hair. I was going to
go further and grab his boy cock but I couldn't reach. Life is so unfair at
times.

'It's getting really hot out there,' Bela looked at us. 'Poor Peter's going
to burn.'

'Not if you put some glop on me,' Peter came straight back. 'I've brought
my suntan stuff with me with me.'

'I was thinking about spending some time in my room,' Bela pressed
on. 'Play some music... nudey music,' he leered and Andy giggled again. He
must know what was going on, no one's that thick.

'Romantic music?' I asked.

'Romance is upto you, my man,' Bela laughed. 'What do you reckon, Andy?'

'I dunno,' Andy mumbled and I felt his leg press against mine again. Yeah,
Andy was up for a game but I don't think he realised I'd gotten past the
boy on boy amateur stage, both Peter and I were 'all the way' guys now.

'Never fear, I'll look after you, Andy,' I pressed against his leg yet
again and got another return pressure.

'I bet,' he giggled . Shit. I was so hard I daren't move. The only saving
grace was that I think we were all in the same state, thank God Anna had
departed the scene.

We sat in silence swallowing our ice cream and mixed fruit. I willed my
erection to subside but I was thinking of sweet Andy in my arms which
didn't help. I think Bela suddenly realised what was going on as he started
to devote his time to Peter more or less ignoring Andy and myself. I don't
think Andy even noticed, he was too busy doing the schoolboy leg pressing
under the desk or kitchen table in this case.

'Come on,' Bela suddenly made a rush for the pool but not before I noticed
that his cock was fully extended and then my view was blocked by Peter as
he galloped off out after his new chum. Andy got up more slowly and
immediately turned so that I couldn't get a frontal but I was fed up with
the messing around, I was behind him and encircled his trim waist with my
hands on the soft flesh above each hip. I pulled him back and he must have
felt my hardness sticking into his back. A great pity he was so short but
we're all the same size in a bed.

'Watch it,' he wriggled back against me. 'Bela will get annoyed, I think
he's trying to seduce me.'

'I think he's changed tack for the afternoon,' I bent to kiss his soft neck
and he squirmed against me. 'You'll have stacks of time with Bela when
we're not here, he's hot for you.'

'I know,' he giggled. 'So are you by the looks of things.' His hand snaked
behind him and took a grope at my hardness.

Suddenly Bela's face apeared around the door and seeing us standing there
he smirked. 'I thought we might split for a couple of hours... OK?'

'OK with me,' I smiled back. 'It all works out in the end.'

'True, follow me...' he led off into the house presumably leaving Peter by
the pool. Up the stairs and into the bedroom next to his. The room was
kitted out like a hotel room and clearly unused. ''One of the spare rooms.'
As we walked in and Andy made a beeline to look from the window Bela's hand
flashed out and he gently squeezed my crotch. 'Have fun and see you in a
couple of hours down by the pool.'

I just nodded my thanks, Andy was keeping out of it looking down at the
decking by the pool where Peter was laying out naked on his belly awaiting
Bela's return. I stood behind him again only this time bent my knees and
kissed him on the neck. 'Looks like Bela has cast us adrift.'

'I heard,' he snickered and then squealed as I lifted him up and carried
him onto the bed laying him right in the middle. He looked absolutely
eatable in his skimpy briefs with his sturdy and respectably sized boy cock
straining at the thin cotton. 'How old are you Micky?'

'Fifteen... you?'

'Fourteen and a virgin although Bela was trying to go for gold earlier on
before you arrived.'

'What about me going for gold?'

'Time will tell,' he laughed and rolled around on the bed. 'Wanna get
dirty?' Now there was an invitation.

'I wanna get sexual,' I grinned. 'There's nothing dirty about it.'

'Mmmmm... shame,' he wraped his arms around me as I lay on him gently and
our erections pressed together still covered by their thin cotton coverings
but not for very long.

We took our time getting rid of the knickers, I think we were both in love
with each other's bodies and I gave his trim and very lithe brown body
enough licking and kissing to satisfy any boy but in the end it always
comes down to sex and we moved around into a sixty niner he taking my
steaming hard erection into his sweet mouth and me wrapping my lips around
his steely prong. He had a nice tight black haired pubic bush which I
played with as I managed to get his boyhood deep into my throat. He
couldn't manage the same stunt as I was bigger than he was but he took in
as much as he could and sucked away with a will. Of course, his sweet brown
bottom was my main target and I managed to get a finger deep inside him
which he loved and soon brought about his cum. Two long blasts of boy cream
and then the succulent oozing as I drained him dry and finally squirted and
splashed my all into his eager suction. We lay side by side barely touching
and a little like dead men.

'That was fantastic,' he turned his head and grinned. 'We gonna try a fuck
later.'

'If you want to,' I replied trying not to sound keen.

''You and your cousin are shag machines,' he laughed. 'Bela says you're
both red hot.'

'Dunno how Bela knows,' I grumbled but secretly glowed.

'Bet he knows now,' Andy grinned. 'I bet that Peter's big dong is up inside
Bela right now... Bela said he was going to have one or the other or both
and then he was going to shag me.'

'So much for the bold Bela's master plan,' I laughed as Andy lay on me
again and I grasped his springy little brown buttocks. Bela seemed to have
forgotten that others had plans as well as himself and I'd be quite content
to spend the afternoon exploring Andy's sweet body and you know what I mean
by exploring... exploring in depth.

Well, we got there in the end, after an extremely short time just laying
out like dead fish the fumbling started again and then the kissing and then
the final, the jockeying for position. There was never any doubt that we
were going to join (which sounds much nicer than fuck) but who was going to
go first. Andy was certainly no bitch and put up a good fight to prove
it. In the end I offered myself up and he grinned with delight as I
weakened or seemed to letting him straddle me and hold my arms down. This
was where his problems started, he was a virgin and I was sure of it... he
just didn't know how to go about the dirty deed, he was stumped as those
cricket idiots say.

'Do you want me. Baby Boy? Wanna plunge that hot cock of yours into my
delightful bum?'

'Yeah, yeah, yeah,' he wriggled about on me and laughed.'

'You need lube, you're not a midget you know.' I looked up at him and took
pity as his face dropped, he really had no idea and he certainly wasn't
coming in frontal that was for sure, then again...  He wasn't as big as
Pete of myself but he was big enough to hurt if he went nutty. 'There's
some face cream in the bathroom,' I hinted.

'Face cream?' He looked puzzled.

'Smells nice, smooth, shiny and would look so nice on your big dick.' He
spent another moment looking dim and then grinned and clambering off the
bed and rushed for the bathroom. That was a sight for sore eyes, his naked
little bottom jiggling as he rushed and it was all mine or it would be once
I'd shown willing.

I waited for him and though of how things had changed over the last
week. Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought to lie on my back and
let another boy use my body but it seemed so natural. We both wanted the
same thing and that was to have sex, he wasn't going to cut an run after
his christening or getting his rocks off... that depended on how he looked
at things. He was going to submit to me in turn or so I hoped. I could be
making an awful mistake but I think little Andy wanted cock, now that is
being blunt but why not say it as it is.

I grinned as he returned to the bedroom only this time his sturdy erection
led the way. He was short but of closer examination he had a good body and
his swinging meat was a little on the big side for his size not that I was
an expert on boy cock sizes... I wish.

'Kneel here,' I leant up and patted between my legs.

He did as he was told and looked down at me slightly bemused. It was clear
even as a bottom I had to lead the way. I took the pot of skin lotion from
him and smeared two fingerloads on his hot cock and he did all the usuals,
the startled gasp, the grin and then the sigh of satisfaction as I rubbed
it into his steel hard flesh until it gleamed and I saw the very first bead
of white precum appear at his pee slit.

'I'm gonna cum,' he husked.

'Not yet,' I raised my knees to my chest and before I could change my mind
held them back and stared him in the eyes. 'Nice and easy, Andy.'

'If you can handle Peter you can handle me,' he smirked and moved in
brushing his oil coated glans across my pucker.

'It's not the size, it's how you handle it,' I gave him the party
line. 'You take it easy.' Too late for that remark as his glans was already
against me and pushing but he was sensible. He opened me up with a little
more pressure and I felt his fat and swollen glans slip inside me and we
were away. He held me by the hips pulling me up onto his advances and as
half his steaming hot cock settled inside me I tried a bit of clamp and
ease but he lost it. He pushed in until his crisp little hairy nest pressed
against me and his head dropped. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he
groaned in pleasure as he felt my body working on his cock as he slowly
started to move.

He wouldn't last, I knew that without being an expert, he was so hyped up
at his 'first'. He went frantic, almost munching my lips off he worked his
skinny hips up and down plunging his meaty root in deep and hard but it was
all over before it had begun. He groaned and grunted as he thrust into my
well opened pucker and I felt his penis seem to swell and harden even
more. That was it... suddenly a blast of molten hot spunk shot up inside me
and then another and some further throbbing as he voided the rest of his
climax. It was damn good as I thought I'd drained him twenty minutes
before.

'God, that was something else,' he lay on me as my legs dropped and he
pushed in harder determined to remain in my cum filled hole. 'My first.'
His teeth gleamed as he grinned at me from a few inches away. 'I wonder how
Bela and Pete are getting on.'

'Shagging,' I answered briefly.

'Bonking,' he retorted. 'I sounds better.'

'Yuppie,' I grinned and clamped hard with my buttocks feeling his softening
cock slipping free.

'Aaaah,' he moaned a little protest but he rolled over and flopped onto his
back with his stick and deflated cock stuck to his belly. He looked fucking
gorgeous to get all poetic and he was mine now. 'Do I have to lift my legs
up?'

'Not for the first time, Sweetnuts.' I grinned at him. 'You need that tight
little fanny of yours relaxing a bit.'

'That's "tight little virgin fanny" by the way,' he laughed and rolled over
onto his belly, he wasn't as dumb as he looked. (sorry, Andy that was
snidey).

I parted his legs and knelt between them. I would have liked to play at sex
for longer but my need was making me dribble and I bent over to brush my
lips across his super smooth buttocks . He flinched and then giggled into
the pillow as I ran my tongue from the bottom of his crack to the top. All
the same he opened his legs wider and pushed up a little. He may have been
a virgin but he was working hard at having his cherry popped. I got my
mouth in and my tongue right between his cheeks and he squirmed and moaned
his pleasure as I located his spincter and poked and prodded tasting his
sweat and dizzy with the aroma of his boy musk. Enough of that, I globbed
some of the oil onto my finger and gently annointed his little dark brown
ring with it's hint of inner darkness and slowly pushed into his smoothness
and tightness.

'Aaaah...' he sighed as my finger delved deep and locating his prostate
rubbed up and down teasing and titilating that all important
gland. 'Oooooh... er,' he squirmed as I worked the oil in deep and then I
moved my finger in a circular motion relaxing his little ring.

Finally I applied some of the oil or more properly the cream onto my ultra
stiff meat. I couldn't stop now and I think he knew it.

'Take it easy,' he whispered and bit the pillow.

I guided my organ between his well spread cheeks and tentatively pushed
against his pucker. One moan from him and I was inside him. He tightened up
on me as Peter had first time around and then cautuiously relaxed as I
pushed harder sliding in deeper. Feeling firmly lodged in his tight and hot
flesh I gently moved and as I did he relaxed more and more.

'You alright?' The stupidest question in the world.

'I feel stuffed, like a chicken,' he muttered. 'I'll survive.'

That's all I wanted to hear, I lowered my body feeling my shaft sink deeper
and deeper until my pubics crushed against his soft bottom. It was done,
now came the fun bit. I started slowly but as ever the lust took over so
that in the end I was moving in and out like a well oiled piston and he was
taking it well. He gave a few moans and groans but I'd like to think they
were of appreciation as towards the end he began to shove his little bottom
upwards onto my thrusts. Towards the end he craned his head around and we
kissed as I slapped my way to a fruity climax. I must have done three good
squirts inside his tight boy fanny and he just squeezed on me and pushed up
harder. That was it, he was no longer a virgin, his cherry was well and
truly popped and my softening cock was still lodged in it's spunky and now
well relaxed nest. We went onto our sides with me holding him tightly and
still moving inside him, as I reached around I could feel he'd returned to
a full erection although I doubted he had many bullets left to fire.

'You are so good,' I whispered and fondled his stiff pecker.

'And so are you,' he wriggled his sweet arse on my relaxing cock.  'Do me
from the front next time, I wanna see you when you cum.' He pushed himself
onto my softening cock. 'I wonder how the others got on?'

'One way to find out,' I slowly withdrew and walked over to the window. I
could hear voices below and peering out I saw that Peter and Bela were back
in the water. Peter sighted me and gave me a thumbs up, things must have
gone well. 'They look OK,' I returned to the bed and Andy stretched himself
out with a big grin on his face.

'Gimme a few minutes and you can wash my front... and back,' he slipped
from the bed and headed for the bathroom. I gave him five minutes as I know
abortions can be embarassing and sometimes noisy but I would take him up on
the shared shower and then we'd go downstairs. It was only mid afternoon
and we had the rest of the day to get through.



			      To be continued


There will be a Ch 4 and then maybe I'll give it a break. We'll see how it
goes.  G. Cutter66@gmail.com