Date: Sun, 16 Jan 2005 15:35:17 -0330
From: Allan Beedlebaum <longnthick79@hotmail.com>
Subject: My cousin showed me

The following account is true... every lip smacking detail. If the other
people in the story read it, I know they will recognize themselves. Just
some fond memories of growing up...

My cousin showed me how to masturbate when I was about 13. He was only about
11, but wise beyond his years. Up to that point, my experience (though
extensive) had been limited to playing doctor with girls and boys. Just some
touching and feeling, even a bit of licking, but up to then I still hadn't
figured out how to cum.

My cousin was having a sleepover at my house and we were going to bed, with
the rest of the house already quiet and asleep. I convinced him to sleep in
the nude if I did it too. Then I said I would touch his dick if he would
touch mine. We did that, and I was amazed at how nice his hard little dick
felt (it was cut like mine). I still remember how rock hard it was, yet it
gave slightly when I squeezed it, and it felt hot, like it was on fire
inside. I just touched and poked him, not really sure what to do, but I knew
I liked it.

Then it was his turn, and he got right down to business. He rubbed me up and
down, alternating slowly, then quickly. My boy cock had been so hungry for
attention from someone, anyone, and this was really doing it for me. It was
amazing! I immediately felt a strange, almost overpowering tingling in my
balls. It felt like I was going to pee, so I told him to stop. He asked what
was wrong and when I told him, he just giggled and said 'That's not pee. And
it's going to feel very good when it comes.'

I tried to ask him what he meant, but his hand went back to work, forming a
cage around the head of my cock and then moving in a circular motion, so
that the sensitive underside was being contacted everywhere at once. An
amazing sensation flowed over me, my body went rigid, my hips raised off the
bed, it felt like I definitely was going to pee (at least, I knew that
something was going to shoot out of my cock). I warned him again that
something was going to happen, but he just just giggled and told me to be
quiet.

Then the spasms and ejaculation started. The first shoot flew out like a
bullet and disappeared over my head, and then the dam broke. Long ropes of
cum shot out. Before one shoot would end, another would come out right
behind it. My face, his face, my chest and part of his, along with his hand,
were covered in my cum. There was a big puddle of white cream over my belly.
I remember wondering what the heck it was...

'Wow,' he said. 'You must have saved that up for a long time.' I was
speechless. I didn't know what had hit me. But I knew that I had found a
fabulous new hobby. We played some more that night, and I stroked his
hairless little 4-incher, but he didn't cum. I don't think his balls were
producing yet.

My next bi experience happened when I was a teenager, when a buddy and I
went off camping. He was the kind of guy everyone picked on, and some guys
openly bragged that he would give you a blowjob if you asked for it. Were
they saying it to be mean or was it true? I think that's why I went camping
with him, though I only admit that to myself now, many years later.

Anyway, when we were lying in our sleeping bags that night (sleeping head to
foot, 69-style), I asked him for a blowjob. There was an awkward silence,
and then I laughed to defuse the moment and pretend I was joking. It was bad
timing. He had started to say something but stopped when I laughed. And that
was it.

About half an hour later, I heard the rustling of his sleeping bag and
looked over to see him stroking his cock. It was longer than my 6 inches,
thicker and absolutely wonderful to look at (the tent was well lit by the
moon). And here it was, just a foot or so from my face. I had a sudden urge
to lean over and suck it... but I resisted, still unsure of myself.

After a minute, I slowly rolled down my covering and began jerking off as
well. I convinced myself he wouldn't see, even though I could see him
clearly. It was obvious that, deep down, I wanted something to happen. I
knew that my buddy saw me when his hand slowed down and almost stopped, as
if he was suddenly preoccupied with something else. My heart was pounding
like a sledgehammer when it sunk in that he, too, could see my cock from
just a foot or so away. I slowly turned my head down to see what he was
doing, and saw that he had done the same -- we were looking into each other's
eyes!

With everything out in the open, we began stroking ourselves in long, slow
strokes, going at the exact same speed. Then he rolled up onto his elbow,
leaned across without saying a word and started sucking me! The warm wetness
of his mouth, and the feel of his tongue as it flicked around the head was
absolutely amazing. He knew exactly how to use his lips, tongue and throat
and most definitely had done this before.

On impulse, I reached out and grabbed his cock. It felt so smooth and thick,
and I loved rubbing the head, knowing how it must have made him feel. Then I
slid over and started sucking him too. I actually lasted pretty long for my
age and state of excitement, I guess because I was so preoccupied with
sucking, licking and tugging on his big dick. Then I felt an incredible
surging sensation in my balls and knew that an eruption was imminent. I
stopped long enough to fall back into an amazing orgasm (he took his mouth
away and jerked me through it). Then I leaned back over his cock and
finished him. But I let him come in my mouth and, after hesitating long
enough to savor the taste, started to swallow hungrily.

We sucked each other off three more times that weekend... two times at night,
in the tent, without saying a word. The third time was on a warm sunny
afternoon when we both went for a skinny dip in the pond (it was very
secluded wilderness).

When we walked out of the water, our cocks were bobbing brazenly in the
breeze, so we reached out and began stroking each other. Then he fell to his
knees and took me in his mouth. After a minute, he said 'Lie down over here
on the grass'. I did, and he gave me the most incredible treatment. His lips
and tongue worked the sensitive head, one hand stroked the base of my cock
and balls, and the other worked on my asshole and the sensitive area just
above it.

I will never forget how his fingertip felt, drawing little circles around my
asshole. My ass was raising off the ground in heat, he had me completely
open and ready, and probably could have taken me up the bum if he'd wanted,
but he didn't go there. I still remember how powerful my orgasm was that
day... and he let me come in his mouth this time. Then I returned the favor,
by putting into practise the amazing things he had just shown me.

We did speak about our adventures on the way home, and agreed to keep it a
secret. But that was the last of our experimentation together. Believe it or
not, I evolved into a mainly hetero kind of guy, though the occasional bi
experience has happened to me over the years.

Allan

longnthick79@hotmail.com