Date: Sun, 13 Nov 2011 12:23:26 -0800 (PST)
From: Darren Smith <zpak88@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Cousin Andy

	The following story is the story of an experience I had with my
cousin around the time I was 20 or so. Sometimes things happen in your life
and you don't really talk about them. You pretend they never happened. You
never speak of them to anyone. Well, this is one of those stories, which I
have never shared with anyone else.


	It is a cold winter day in Texas. This I find to be relatively
funny, but occasionally we do get a chilly snow storm and this would be one
of those cases.  Anyhow, grade school is out due to the bad weather. I work
the graveyard shift at a cheese factory here in town. I just got off work
when I got the call.

	"Hey, Darren?"

	"Uh, Yeah?" I reply.

	"Hey, this is your aunt Melinda."

	"How are you...?" We exchange the usual bullshit greetings until we
got to the meat of the conversation, "Would it be possible for your to baby
sit Andy and Jordan today until I get off work?" Andy is about 13 and in
middle school. I guess right now he is going through that phase that most
boys go through where they decide they have to grow their hair out for some
reason. I remember that phase was particularly long for me (4 years) and no
I keep my head shaved. Kind of ironic, I suppose.  Jordan was 9 and he was
a hyper little thing. I did have the next day off and I always want to be
there for my family.

	"Yeah, I can be there in twenty minutes"

	"Great, Talk to you later"


	I turn my car around and pull into the next gas station that I
see. When I go inside, I go to the washroom to clean my face and hands. I
look at myself in the mirror. Sometimes, I felt so small. I am 5'11 and
weigh 150 pounds, but I just don't look like a "big" guy. I had been
lifting weights for years and I was strong, stronger than most guys, but I
could never get to be the size I wanted to be. Being macho was a big deal
in my family. I put my hat back on my shaved head and exit the restroom. I
purchase a cup of hot coffee, black. I knew that it was going to be along
day, but I had not seen my cousins in a long time. It had been... maybe
since the 4th of July? I start the car and drive to my Aunts.

	Melinda greets me at the door and tells me the where the emergency
numbers are and where the medicine cabinet is and how much food she has
and...blah blah blah until I am about to fall asleep. Eventually she stops
talking at me. I thought she would never shut her mouth. I smile and wave
her goodbye as she drove to work. She is a manager at the local super
market. Not too different from a shift supervisor at the factory I suppose,
you yell at people to do this or to do that. At this point I am freezing my
ass off, so I go inside. Andy is playing PS3 and has the TV on in the next
room.

	"What the fuck?" I think to myself, "When I was a kid, we would
ALWAYS play in the snow. In Texas, you never get enough snow in which to
play, so when you did, you played in the snow.

	"What's up Andy?"

	"Not much. Hey, Check out this new gun I just got..." it is amazing
how easily kids could lose my attention, "...now watch how big this
explosion is!"
	I wait for the explosion.

	"Whoa!" I wait the obligatory amount of time to make him think that
I care, even though I have no interest in his game, "Hey, Where is Jordan
at?"

	"He is still asleep, in his room."

	"Cool, I am going to try to hop in the shower before he wakes up
and then I can make some breakfast. What do you say?" I suggest.

	"Yeah."

	I make my way back into the guest bathroom. There are toys
everywhere. It smells funny and the counters are all sticky with soap or
shampoo or I don't know what, but I decide I am getting the heck outta
here. I make my way back into the master bathroom and it is fairly clean
and there is a whirlpool bathtub. In my apartment, I don't even have a bath
tub. I just have a stand-in shower. I think, "Hell yeah!" It is still
pretty early and I figure that I have enough time to take quick bath. I
start getting undressed and right before I jump in the tub I notice some
baby oil. I grab it and wipe some on my hands. I start massaging my legs,
which are very sore. I usually went to the gym 4 or 5 times a week so many
of muscles was usually sore. First I did my quads and hamstrings, then my
calves, and finally I stood up to massage my glutes.

	"Hey Darren, did Mom tell you..." I hear Andy's voice coming. I
forgot to close or lock the door. Additionally, my entire lower body is
covered with baby oil.  I panick. I felt embarrassed. I didn't want my
cousin to see my like this.

	"...how to knock before you barge into a bathroom?" I complete his
sentence as I grab the door handle from my end. He reaches the door before
I get to it and he sees me completely naked. His enlarged eyes gave me the
once over and his lips part in a devious teenage smile. He puts his hand up
to his mouth as if he had said a bad word. "We'll talk about what Melinda
said at breakfast, give me a few minutes."

	"Okay" He walks away.

	My face is completely red at this point. You know that saying,
"Some guys are showers and others are growers?" Well, I am more of a
shower. When My cock is hard it is 7 inches long and thick, but when it is
soft it is 5 inches long and just barely a little thinner. It just gets a
little longer and little thicker when I am hard. When you see my cock soft,
it looks like it would be 9 inches hard, but that is just not the
case. This has my being in a locker room pretty easy my whole life.  I know
guys look at it and they refuse to make eye contact with me at all in the
locker room. I keep thinking about all this as I take a relaxing bath.

	"What did your mother want to tell me?" I ask Andy as I make my way
into the kitchen to see what supplies I have to prepare breakfast.

	"Did she tell you that I was going to hang out with my friends at
the park at noon?"

	"ah, no she didn't mention that." I felt relieved that kids still
play in the snow. "What do you guys think of French toast?"

	"You know how to make French toast?" Andy asks. I sometimes forget
how bad Melinda is at cooking. She is the sweetest lady ever, but she
couldn't cook to save her life.

	"Yeah, it's easy, come here I'll show you."

	After cooking the first few pieces of toast, I let Andy take over
and we make giant mound of French toast. I cut it into triangles and serve
it on different plates. I sprinkle some powdered sugar on all of them and
place some butter on the side.

	"You did a pretty good job Andy, I am impressed." I complement his
cooking as he sits down to start eating, "What are you doing?!?!"

	"...I was going to eat?"

	"Go get your brother!"

	"oh, yeah" he realizes.

	The kids are eating the French toast like it was their last
meal. "Dang you boys are hungry"

	"It's really good!" Jordan said.

	"I made it!" Andy exclaims.

	"No you didn't" Jordan said.

	"Yeah huh, Ask Darren." Andy demands.

	"Darren, Darren, Did Andy make this?" Jordan inquires.

	"I'm afraid so and I'm afraid he did a really good job."

	"Wow! Jordan says as he continues eating his toast.

	"Now as for these friends of yours Andy, how many of them are
there?" I ask.

	"ummm, two, Zach and Riley"

	"I vote we go to the park, steak out a location, collect a
sufficient supply of snowballs, and entice your friends over. Then, when
they show up, we CLOBBER 'EM!" I exclaim.

	The boys laugh and agree to the plan. At 11AM we make our way to
the park. It looks very pretty. Piercing white snow, leafless branches
pointing to the sky, and that crisp cold air that makes you just think,
"ah, it is winter time." We walk along the sidewalk trying to determine
where we can have a tactical advantage. We come across a playground that is
deserted. No one is playing on it, because there is so much snow on it and
the plastic is all cold. I immediately come up with a plan. We start
collecting snow balls and we place them discretely throughout the
playground. As the time approached noon, the kids begin getting bored on
me. I tell Andy to call Zach and Riley and tell them to meet him at this
playground. I tell Andy and Jordan to hide in the slides. I stay on top of
the playground and face the opposite direction of approach.

	Zach and Riley climb all the way up on the play ground until they
are close to where I am standing. I have my face covered up with a scarf,
so they think that I am Andy. When they get close to me, I jump down a
slide and scream, "Get em!!"

	"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Andy and Jordan scream. As we all start pelting
Zach and Riley with snow balls. They are on the playground, which we had
knocked all the snow off of and we were on the ground with hidden piles of
snow balls. It doesn't take them long to conclude they need to get on the
ground to compete. Eventually they find our stashes. We play in the snow
for a few hours.

	When we arrive back at the house, we eat lunch and then Jordan
falls asleep in front of the fire place.

	Andy and I are hanging out and playing some shooter game on the PS3
and he is kicking my butt.

	"So Darren, What were you doing in my parents' bathroom anyway?"

	I start to get a little red in the face. "Well, I was massaging my
muscles. Sometimes when your muscles get sore, they build up toxins and you
can move them out by massage." With the blank expression on Andy's face I
knew he either didn't believe me or didn't understand. "You know when you
work out and your muscles get sore...here let me just show you. Are you
sore anywhere?"

	"I guess my ummmmmmm, well I am sore here." He said pointing at his
calves.

	"Let me massage them a little and you'll see what I mean." He tries
to pull his jeans up, but they fit kind of tight and it isn't working.

	"Do you have a pair of comfortable shorts?" I suggest, "and let me
grab the oil, it helps too."

	He meets me back in the game room with a pair of blue soccer shorts
and a white tee shirt on. I tell him to lie down on the floor and to
relax. I put a little oil on my hands and spread it on one of his smooth
boyish calves. I slowly begin to massage the muscle, feeling for any
knots. I start to notice him relax and the pressure begins to go away in
his calves. I work all the way up to the back of his knees and notice that
he feels a little tense in his hamstrings also. I begin working my way up
his hamstrings and Andy begins to moan a little. my hands are going a
little bit under his soccer shorts now up until I hit his briefs. His
creamy hamstrings are more beautiful than most women's. His legs are pretty
meaty, much unlike my own. I couldn't help but feeling a little
jealous. Also, I couldn't help but getting a little hard. It was so
odd. Why was I getting horny? I am not gay at all. Don't get me wrong I
love anal sex if a chick is down for that, but not with a dude. Andy did
kind of look like a girl in many ways. His body is smooth and curvy. He is
only 13 and still has a lot of "baby fat." He had neither the chiseled look
of a man nor the stature of one. He was only 5'3 and about 120 pounds. He
also has blonde, wavy hair and pretty blue eyes...

	"We should probably do your quads too, because they are
complementary to your hamstrings." I say as motion for him to flip over. I
don't know if that is true, because I am no massage therapist. But, I want
to sound legit. Andy is reluctant to turn over. "Come on Andy, what's the
problem?" He turns over and has an absurdly rigid and obvious hard-on. I
pretend not to notice and continue massage him. After a few minutes on his
quads I start to notice a growing wet spot on the tip of his hard on. Holy
fuck, that is a lot of pre-cum I think to myself.

	"Alright all that is left of your legs now are your glutes so I am
going to need you to flip back over onto your stomach."

	"You mean my butt? You're gonna massage my butt?"

	"Well yeah, the glutes are some of the biggest muscles in the body
and you use them a lot in a variety of physical activities" I said, trying
to sound clinical. He flips over but leaves his shorts on. "I am going to
have to pull your shorts down, is that okay?"

	"Yeah, I guess." He acquiesces. I pull his shorts and underwear
down and reveal his bubbly hot ass. It is the perfect shape: plump and
delicious. Even though it is plump it still looks tiny in the hands of a
man. As I put the oil on his glutes, something takes over me. I don't know
if it was the lack of sleep, the weather, or the hot oily boy ass right in
front of me, but I lost it. I start massaging him all over. At first I
legitimately try to massage his glutes. Later, I start massaging the space
between his ass and his smooth balls. He begins to moan more. I start
tapping my finger lightly against his hole and it drives him wild. He
instinctively starts arching his back and pushing his ass into my finger. I
switch it up a little and I hold his whole ass with my right hand with my
thumb on his hole as my left hand massages his balls.

	I flip him over and keep my right thumb against his hole, gently
applying a little pressure. His raging boy cock is fully erect and still
leaking pre-cum. His dick is 4 inches long and thin. He has no hair
whatsoever on his body. I lean over and put his cock in my mouth while
pressing a little harder with my thumb.

	"Oh my God!" he moans in ecstasy. I keep pushing my thumb past the
first sphincter until my thumb actually goes in his ass. I slow down my
sucking, trying to make him edge. As I continue sucking him, I apply some
oil to my ring finger and begin working it into his tight pink asshole. Had
his cock not been in mouth, I think he would have made me stop right here,
but he didn't.

	"Hold on a second." I say after a few minutes of fingering him. I
lay down beside him with our heads on opposite sides. "Now get on top of
me." It is strange how he follows my every command. I grew more malicious
with lust and power. I pull his ass towards my face and shove my tongue
deep inside his asshole.

	"ohhhh" he moans as I try to rape him with my tongue. I could feel
my tongue pushing all the way past the second sphincter of his hole.

	"Take my pants off." I command him. He unbuckles my belt and pulls
my jeans down as I arch my back so he can pull them out. "And my underwear"
I exclaim as my rigid cock slaps against my well defined abs. "Stick my
cock in your mouth." I demand.

	"mmmm hmmmm" he mutters with my fat cock in his mouth. He can't fit
very much of my dick in his mouth, just a few inches or so. I begin to fuck
his throat as I continue to eat his asshole like a starving person at a
buffet. As I lick his asshole deeper, he moans and the vibrations of his
tiny throat feel great against my huge cock.

	I push him off of me and onto one of the bean bags in front of the
television. He is on his back with his hard boy cock point towards the
ceiling and his head facing me. I push his head down a little.

	"Open your mouth." I command as I slap my fat circumcised cock
against his tongue. My cock obscures so much of his face and my balls are
bigger than his eyes. I grab his throat and begin working my cock into his
throat. He gags a little bit at first. It turns me on so much to see him
struggle. I tell him to breathe through his nose when my cock isn't in his
mouth and he begins to get the hang of it. I start to get close and pull my
dick out. I squeeze it from the base up forcing a few drops of precum out
which drip down like honey off my dick into Andy's mouth.

	"Get on your stomach again." I say as pour baby oil all over my
cock and his ass. I start slapping his ass with my cock. I spread his
beautiful virgin ass apart and expose his little boy hole. I push the fat
mushroom head of my cock against it and it feels really tight. I push just
a little at first. I slowly push until I make past the first
sphincter. Then I pull out again. I push against the second sphincter and
he begins to tighten up, like all anal virgins do. It is so tight it makes
my cock feel a slight burning sensation.

	"Relax" I whisper as I nibble on his ear and massage his lower
back. He begins to relax a little more and I pop the head of my dick just
inside the second sphincter. I hold my position there. Hoping his hole will
relax enough for me to bang his brains out, I wait with my raging hard cock
two inches inside of his virgin asshole. I could feel his hole constricting
and relaxing. I pull out again. One more time I push my dick slowly in and
pass the second sphincter. This time I keep going until My dick is in 5
inches. I grab his shoulders with my right hand and his lower back with my
left. I gently begin sliding his entire body into my cock.

	"Uhh, uhhh, uhhh, uhhh, uhhh, yeah." He moans each time my dick is
swallowed by his little asshole. I lean back a little and watch my huge
cock enter this little oily white ass of his. He has his hand underneath
his body where he is fondling with himself. After a few minutes of light
fucking, he begins to start breathing more heavily. I realize that he is
getting very close. I start to bang him faster, harder, and deeper. The
sound of my body smacking into his ass and the way his ass jiggles a little
each time I fuck is making me get really close.

	"Yeah, Take that huge cock" I encourage him. I feel his ass start
to spasms and know that he is finishing. I keep banging him really hard. As
I begin to finish, I pull my dick out of his ass and flip him over. He has
his dick in his hand and a look of great confusion on his face.

	"Open your mouth!" I demand. Before he does, My cock begins
squirting jet after jet of hot, thick, and sticky cum all over Andy's
face. He opens his mouth as cum drips off his eye browse and nose. I squirt
it in his mouth and he makes a sour face as begins to taste it. I have my
hand on the back of his head, holding it in place. I kept squirting and
squirting so much cum in his mouth. I do not care if he likes the taste. I
destroyed his face, just like I destroyed his ass.

	When my cock finally stopped, I could feel my heart beating out of
my chest. I asked him to go take a shower. A few minutes after we had both
showered, Melinda came home and thank me for watching the kids. I stayed
for dinner, but Andy hardly said anything to each other after that. I
didn't know whether he liked it, if it was good or bad or what.

	Year later, When Andy was still a teenager he came out to the
family. He wore his hair all emo style in high school and he played the
violin. I went to his concerts sometimes. We began talking once he came out
of the closet. There was always some kind of weird sexual tension between
us after that. Neither of us ever spoke of it. One time at our family
reunion, we were at a lake. He was probably 17 around this time and his
boyfriend came with him to the reunion. It my first day out at the lake and
I was putting some sunscreen on my calves, which I started to massage a
little. Andy and his boyfriend came and sat next to me.

	"We forgot to bring sunscreen. Can we use some of yours?" Andy
asked politely.

	"Sure, sometimes when your muscles get sore, they build up
toxins..." I said as rubbed the sunscreen into my legs.

	"and you can move them out with massage?" Andy said as our eyes
locked for just a brief, fleeting moment. A moment in which so much was
communicated and nothing was actually said. It is funny how you can have a
whole private conversation with your eyes. I knew at moment that everything
was cool between Andy and me.


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