My Favorite Cousin

	It all started when I was 14. My uncle and his wife had split up,
and she had moved away with their two boys. I didn't get to see them very
often, and at the time I found that to be just fine. The oldest, Mark, was
12, and we got along just fine. However, his brother Thomas, who was 8 at
the time, was always a royal pain in the ass. I always thought he was
incredibly cute, though.
	I found myself fantasizing about him often. He was very mature
looking for his age, and he loved to get out of the bathtub and strut
around naked in front of me. He knew very well what gay was, and I often
times wondered if he were gay.  Thomas used to wrestle around with me, and
I didn't try to conceal my raging hard-on one bit. Thomas was a very cute
boy, as I mentioned earlier. He was tall and slender, with dark brown hair
and beautiful blue eyes. His medium build frame wasn't very muscular, but
it was enough to keep me turned on all day.
	I went to their father's house on the weekends that they visited to
talk to Mark about school and the city life, where he now lived. Usually I
slept over on such nights, because it would be the last time I saw them for
another two weeks. It was the only real way to spend time with them. On one
such night, my life would change forever. I was laying in bed, listening to
the soft breathing sounds coming from Mark. He sounded content, and the
cute smile on his face told me he was sleeping soundly. As I layed there
thinking, I was startled by the hand of Thomas on my hip. He thought I was
asleep, so I played along just to see what he was up to.
	I had on a baggy T-shirt with some loose-fitting sweatpants, and I
could feel every little thing that touched me through the fabric. I heard
Thomas' breathing begin to get heavier, and it sounded as if he were
fighting for air.  I was about to open my eyes to ask if he were okay, when
I felt the wasteband of my sweatpants being pulled down. I was so shocked I
didn't know what to do!  I couldn't think. I just lay there trying to look
like I was really asleep.  Thomas seemed to be having fun exploring my
body. After he had pulled down my sweatpants, he reached for my
underwear. My dream was coming true!!!
	He reached in and grabbed my now rock-hard cock, squeezing it ever
so gently. He fondled it for awhile, and I thought that my load would be on
his face at any moment. Then, without warning, he stopped. I was about to
be discouraged when I felt a warm sensation. He was sucking me! It felt
wonderful. He swirled his tongue into my piss slit, around my head, and
went as far down the shaft of my 7 1/2 inches as he could. He gagged
himself, and I knew that it must have been his first time. I sat up
quickly, and he had a look of fear on his adorable little face. Thomas was
about to haul ass for his room, when I grabbed his arm. I could see tears
building in his eyes.
	"Please don't be mad at me!," he begged. "I don't want you to hit
me, please don't hurt me!" The poor little guy was shaking, and I hugged
him tightly.  "Thomas, I would never hurt your cute little body." I kissed
him heavily on the lips, and the smile returned to his face. "Now let me
see your little cock!," I said, smiling at him. He quickly ripped off his
underwear to reveal the most perfect three inch cock I had ever seen. And
circumsised, too! I quietly picked him up and carried him back to his room,
so that we didn't wake up Mark. I laid him on his bed, and immediately
knelt between his legs. I wrapped my lips around his dick, sucking and
blowing happily. Small moans came from Thomas' mouth, and I knew that this
was what he wanted. For added pleasure, I reached around and inserted one
finger into his hot little ass. His eyes widened, but then closed them
again and moaned louder. After about 10 minutes, his little boy body tensed
beneath me and I knew he was experiencing orgasm. Since he was only 8,
there was not one drop of cum, and I knew that he could go on all night if
he wanted to. Thomas was happy now, but my boner was still at attention. He
realized that I needed relief too, and he quickly went to work sucking my
meat dry. It didn't take long before I began to feel man milk churning in
my balls.
	"Thomas, I'm gonna cum!" I whispered. But instead of quiting, he
sucked harder. I shot my load into his eagerly awaiting throat, and the cum
seemed never ending. After I was completely milked, Thomas laid beside me
in his bed, where he fell asleep in my arms.
	I was awakened at about 3:00 a.m. that morning by none other than
Thomas.  "I've been wanting to ask you a question," he said, looking into
my eyes very seriously.  "Does it hurt to have someone's dick up your
butt?"
	"Yes Thomas, especially for a boy as young as yourself," I
replied. "I want to try it.  Will you stick your dick up my butt?" Thomas
said. After thinking it over, I asked him if they had any Vaseline.  He
quickly ran to the bathroom and returned with a small jar of it. I popped
off the lid, dished out a blob with my finger, and lubed up my prick. Then,
I used another glob to put in and around Thomas' burning little ass.
	"This is gonna hurt, really bad," I said, giving him the chance to
say no. But he looked at me with his stunning blue eyes, and said, "I know
you'll be careful with me."  I put the tip of my cockhead near the entrance
to his sphincter. Carefully, I pushed the head in very slowly. Thomas
screamed, and a look of horror flashed into his eyes.  "It hurts really
bad!"  he whispered, not able to talk. "Just take it easy Thomas, it'll all
feel great in a few minutes."  I pushed into him slowly, inch by inch,
until my soft patch of pubic hair was rubbing his ass.  He moaned in
delight after he got used to the sensation of being filled, and he began to
yell, "Fuck me, fuck me harder!"
	I pushed in and out of his rectum, feeling my climax building with
each thrust.  Soon, I had hit orgasm, and another load of my man seed was
spilling into his not-so virgin ass.  I stayed in Thomas until I was
limp. I thought about pulling out, but I decided that we could sleep that
way for a while. It was still such a shock to me. I had wanted him for so
long, and now I had him. I had tasted him. I had even been inside of
him. The next morning we got up and put our clothes back on.  I kissed him
lightly, and then returned to Mark's room where I had originally been
sleeping.  After an hour or so, Mark awoke, and we got dressed and had
breakfast. As we were sitting down to eat, my uncle walked out of his
room. "I went to bed early last night, guys...What did you all do?"  Thomas
looked at me and smiled. No one else would ever know.

	I was with Thomas five times since that night. He and I are both
100% homosexual.  Thomas lives about 15 miles away from me, and we talk
often. Sometimes, we even give each other a quick blowjob. But nothing will
ever be as good as the first time I made love to him, the time when he lost
his virginity along with me.

							Anonymous