Date: Tue, 10 Jul 2001 02:50:35 -0700
From: Devon Avery <coolstories@hotmail.com>
Subject: Summer with Aaron 1

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Summer with Aaron


So there I was, stuck in a car for an eight-hour ride. I thought this was
going to be the best summer ever, apparently I was wrong. My mom surprised
me on the last day of school by telling me that I would be spending all
summer at my Aunt Becky's house. I've always hated her she is completely
unfair! She thinks her kids are angels and every other kid on earth is some
sort of hell spawn. She always sides with Aaron, my cousin. He is a complete
monster, yet somehow I always end up taking the heat for all his disasters.
This is not how any 12-year-old wants to spend a summer. I wanted to be at
home with my best friend Ryan. We had planned to have backyard sleepovers
and play video games all summer. There was nothing to stop us except the
occasional chore. I already missed Ryan. I loved spending all my time with
him. I know that boys aren't supposed to think this about other boys, but I
think he is really cute. That doesn't make me gay does it? It's not like
I've actually thought about doing anything with him, but sometimes he
forgets to bring pajamas and he has to spend all night in his boxers. When I
see him like that it gives me this really funny feeling in my stomach. It's
almost like I'm sick, I start to get red in the face and I can feel the heat
coming off my body. All I wanna do is reach out and touch him. One time he
caught me looking. I was so afraid he was going to get all pissed and beat
me up, or never want to talk to me again. He just laughed and said, "hey,
caught ya looking," then he went on playing his turn on our video game.
Ryan is definitely the coolest. I wanna be around him for the rest of my
life. I love the way he always wants to see my new games, and the way he
acts so happy to see me when we see each other for the first time that day.
Not like Aaron. He always pulls some stupid prank on me and makes me look
stupid in front of everybody. My mom keeps trying to tell me that he's
changed that it has been years since I say him last. I don't believe her
though.
We pulled up next up in front of my aunt's house. She was loaded so she had
a sweet house that had like 10 rooms and a huge swimming pool in the back.
At least there were some perks to being here, I thought to myself. I opened
the door, making a point to gently bump my door into the side of her
Mercedes. I was already looking for ways to get out of this. I told my mom
that I thought I was getting sick as we walked up the steps, she just got
really frustrated and told me that I WOULD have a good time. I wasn't sure
if she was demanding or reassuring me. I decided it was best just to shut
up. I could handle a day or two of this then call her and ask her to come
back and get me. It took forever for anyone to answer the door, I spent that
minor eternity staring at my new temporary surroundings. My aunt lived on an
old plantation site so she was at least a 15-minute drive from the nearest
house. I began to wonder if there was anyone around my age who would help me
escape the horrors of Aaron by befriending me. Aaron was 14 years old, and I
wasn't sure what I would have in common with him since I hadn't seen him for
5 years. He was probably into girls. That would really suck. I got nauseous
at the thought of having to spend every night listening to him rant about
all the girls he wants to fuck. Just about then, my aunt flung open the
door.

"Sorry Beth," she said to my mom, " I had to run all the way from the other
side of the house."

I laughed a little at the perils of the rich, and she turned to me and
proclaimed that I must be in high spirits. I didn't think I would recognize
her, but she hadn't changed much from the faded Christmas photo they had
sent us years ago. She reached down and hugged me and talked to me like I
was a 2-year-old.

"You are going to have so much fun with Aaron. He's wanted another guy
around the house since his dad left, he's had no one to play football with.
I don't know how I am ever going to separate the two of you!"

I gave my mom a look of desperation and my Aunt caught on. "Oh, dear,
there's no need to be shy! You will have lots of fun and I promise we don't
bite."

"Ellen are you going to come in?"

I looked at my mom begging her with my eyes to come in, not to leave me.

"No Becky, I gotta catch the plane, thanks for the offer."

So that's what this was all about, she wanted me outta her hair so she could
take a nice long vacation! I was so mad. I think I was old enough to stay at
home alone! When I heard her say that I just stormed into the house and
refused to respond when she said bye.

I was bound and determined to hate my stay here, and I could already see
that it wasn't going to take much effort. I had no idea where the bathrooms
were and I really had to pee! My little penis was aching to be relieved and
I must rushed past a thousand doors, none of which were bathrooms. My Aunt
had lost me because she stayed behind to talk to my mother for a while. I
was at the breaking point, I felt like I was about to explode, then from
around the corner burst out my cousin Aaron crying a blood curdling scream
and wearing a monster mask. You guessed it. I drenched my pants right were I
stood. He lifted up the mask and started to laugh then he looked me over and
noticed the wet spot on my pants and how they dripped on the floor. Less
than five minutes and he had already made a fool outta me. He burst out into
laughter again nearly falling to the ground in his fit of humor. I couldn't
help it, I felt as though I had been defeated. I felt like there was nothing
I could do to keep my dignity after that. So I just started to cry and ran
into one of the rooms locking the door behind me. I sat in front of the
window and watched my mom drive off. All the sudden I felt so alone, I cried
even harder when I realized that I couldn't even call Ryan to blow steam off
over all this. He would understand. I sat there is my wet underwear and
pants for a couple hours till I fell asleep.

I dreamt that I was back home in the city, hanging out with Ryan and
everything was ok. Then my dream got kinda weird, but I really liked it.
Ryan was hugging me, and holding me close while we talked about staying
together all the time, and then he leaned over and kissed me on the lips...
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!! My cousin pounding on the door waked me abruptly from
my dream.

"Hey Devon, you in there?"

I was surprised he called me by my name instead calling me something
obnoxious like dickweed or something. I didn't want to talk to him so I just
told him to go away. He plead with me to open the door.

"I just wanna talk dev, I'm sorry about what happened earlier. I didn't know
you would take it that way. I brought you a soda, open up man."

I was kinda flustered that he called me Dev. I didn't let anyone except for
my mom and Ryan call me be that nickname. But, he was acting a lot more
civil than I'd ever imagined him, so I broke down and unlocked the door. I
opened it cautiously slow in case he was just going to pull another trick on
me. He smiled and said

"Hey buddy, how's it going, you look like you've been crying a little
there."

"No I haven't," I said immediately in an attempt to not let him get the best
of me."

He realized that I was a little high strung, and backed off.

"Look man, I'm really sorry about what happened earlier, I was trying to
have a little fun and obviously I forgot to think about how it might scare
you."

"That's nice," was all I said to him.

"Come on Dev, don't be mad at me man. We've got a lotta time together, and
it's gonna go really slow if you don't let me try and make this up to you."

I did feel kinda bad for the cold shoulder I was giving him, but at the same
time, I really thought that he deserved everything I gave him. He set me off
by saying that we had to spend a lot time together and all the sudden I was
overwhelmed by the realization that I wasn't going to get out of here until
next school year. I couldn't hold it in. I started to cry. Aaron got really
quiet then he got up and came over and wrapped an arm around my back, I
rested my head on his shoulder and just started crying away.

"Oh man Dev, I didn't know I made you this angry, I'm sorry kid."

"It wasn't you Aaron," I sad between sobs, "I just didn't want to come here
and my mom made me, now I can't spend any time with my friend and you are
going to make things living hell by pulling a ton of pranks on me and..."

I couldn't talk anymore I was crying too hard. He let me cry on his shoulder
and he ran his hands through my blond hair. It felt really nice to have
someone paying attention to me. The way he ran his fingers through my hair,
and encircled my ear with his thumbs made me feel like a little boy, but it
was a warm feeling.

"I'm sorry Devon, I can't help you get home, but I promise not play any
pranks on you, we can do whatever you want."

I had stopped crying and just stayed there, resting on his shoulder. I
wanted to just stay this way forever.

"Dev you are going to have to take a shower, and get outta those wet
clothes, where's your bag?"

I was struck with revelation... the bag I packed was still in mom's car. "Oh
Shit!" I hollered loud enough that my aunt probably heard. "What!?" Aaron
asked. "My bag, I forgot it." "That's ok Dev, you can wear some of my older
clothes, they might fit you ok." Aaron had a slim body like mine, but he was
a lot more muscular. I still had a smooth boyish look, I was pretty
athletic, but I was nowhere near as toned as Aaron." He said he would go
find me something to wear while I took a shower. As fate would have it,
there was a shower and bathroom right in this room. The entire time I had
thought it was a closet. So I went into the room, and got undressed. I had
to peel off my pants and my tight white undies were so soaked they made my
butt really wet. I could smell the scent of the urine as I inhaled and it
really made me feel icky all over. I jumped in the shower and started to
wash myself. I looked down at my little cock and inspected to see if any
hairs had sprouted yet. Still nothing. I guess I was a slow bloomer. It
really embarrassed me because I had to take showers for PE all the other
boys always talked about how many hairs they had. I finished my shower and
stepped out to look for a towel. No towels in sight, just my luck. I heard
Aaron come in, so I asked him.

"Hey, are there any towels in here?"

He said "no, but I'll get you one."

Next thing I know, he walks right in the door clenching a towel. I covered
myself with my hand, but I'm pretty sure he caught a good look. "Oh, I'm
sorry Dev, I didn't know it was a big deal."

He brought me some of his clothes including a pair of boxers. I was a briefs
kinda guy myself so I didn't know how I was going to adapt to the change,
but as soon as I tried them I understood the rave. His clothes were a very
loose fit. The shorts he gave me looked like capri pants because they hung
so low. He made some comment about how if I put on a little make-up I could
be Wynonna Ryder. I was not impressed by this comment in the least. He
caught on quickly and stopped making fun of me. The pants kept falling off,
so I had to get one of his belts.

I didn't have enough strength to cinch it up enough so he had to help me. I
was surprised when he stood behind me and reached around me to try. That
didn't work out so well so he decided to kneel right in front of me and
inspect the problem. His eyes were maybe two inches from my crotch, I could
feel the heat of his stare and it was making me really excited. When he
reached up to pull the belt, he brushed his hand across my hard boy cock. I
froze! What was he going to think? He started laughing and said "someone is
excited about getting this belt on." I turned bright red and couldn't bear
to look at him even though he was looking directly at my face. He turned
back to his work and "accidentally" brushed my member again. At this point I
was rock hard. Aaron was a cute guy. He was toned, great tan, awesome smile,
his hair was dark brown with golden blond highlights cut exactly the way I
like. His lips were full and pronounced. His bright green eyes were
piercing! He looked like a model. Not to mention he was wearing shorts and
ankle socks with white Nike's, as is the style; you could see his newly
sprouted leg hair. Not thick and gross, just enough. I didn't have any hair
on my body, and the hair on Aaron really got me intrigued. I was so hot, and
there he was, just inches from me. I knew he could feel the heat coming off
of my crotch.

"Wow, you got one stiff partner down there."

I was completely embarrassed, but so caught up in the moment I didn't care.
I looked down and noticed that there was a bulge in his shorts too. Could he
possibly be hard over me? I was started to run the thought through my head.
There was a part of me that knew it was wrong to be this hot over my cousin,
but it was feeling so good.

He cinched the belt and gave it a little tug, then let his hand fall down
over my hard boy cock once more. This time I couldn't keep it in, I had to
let out a moan.

"Did you like that Dev?"

I just kinda looked down at him with a glassy eyed look. Begging him with my
eyes to do it again.

"I knew you would like it! See, we are going to have a lot of fun while
you're here."

I didn't know what to do at that moment. I could feel the heat coming off of
my head and neck. I was standing with a pair of baggy jean shorts, the line
of Aaron's boxers emerging just slightly over the top of the shorts. I
wasn't wearing a shirt and my slender boyish chest seemed to be eye candy
for Aaron. He ran his fingers down the center of my chest and I quivered. He
pulled away when he felt me tremble, but I begged him with the few words I
could manage to get out to keep going. He placed his hands at my collar bone
and traced the contours of my chest all the way down to my belly button. He
swirled around it with his thumbs then traced it down and tucked his fingers
underneath the elastic band of the boxers he had loaned me.

"I won't keep going if you don't want me to Dev. If you want me to stop just
say the word ok?"

"Please don't stop Aaron... please!"

With that he tugged the front of the boxers down and took the baggy jeans
with them. He was looking right at my hard boy meat. At first I was a little
embarrassed because he had hair and I didn't. I was also a little worried
about the size. I guess I was just afraid he would laugh at me. My
embarrassment overwhelmed me and I started to cry a little. He stopped
immediately and looked up at me.

"What's the matter Dev? Did I do something wrong?"

"No," I said in between sniffles.

"Then what is it, what can I do to make you feel better?"

"I'm just scared you will laugh at me because it is still so small."

He wrapped his arms around me, and embraced me, my cock was pressed against
his cheek when he did so and it sent me into pleasure tremors.

"I would never ever laugh at you for that Dev. I think it is beautiful, and
so are you."

I needed to hear that at the moment I just fell into him and gave up all
efforts to stop what was transpiring. He had me to do whatever he wanted. He
picked me up and carried me over to the bed in the room. My little pole was
standing straight up towards the sky as he swooped me up in his arms. He
laid me down and rested pillows under my head, then he climbed onto the bed
and layed beside me.

"What do you want me to do with you Dev? Is there anything you've ever
dreamed of, but couldn't have?"

My mind was a complete blur and I was in no state to answer any questions,
but somewhere deep inside of me I mustered the strength to say "Put your
mouth on it."

He respond in words, just went straight for the prize. I could feel his
breath on my boy toy. It felt warm and incredible. Then I felt a softness
and wetness all around it. Right away I started to feel a tingling in my
balls. I had never had an orgasm before, never even played with myself. I
thought I had to go pee, so I tried to tell Aaron, but it was too late, my
cock started jerking harshly. I didn't know what was going on, but a
pleasure engulfed me that was so amazing I couldn't speak. Waves of pleasure
were searing over my body and my entire waist was jerking up and down. Aaron
didn't seem to notice he just kept sucking on my cock. It went on like this
for an entire minute. It was pure heaven, I had never felt anything like
this.

When it subsided I had a billion questions for Aaron. I wanted to ask him
what that was, I didn't feel anything come out of my penis, but it felt like
I was peeing. Then there was all those feelings... but I was so exhausted by
the experience that I couldn't even get up the effore to turn my head. I
simply fell back on the pillow and closed my eyes. I went immediately to
sleep, but I felt Aaron snuggle up against me and put one hand over me. He
pulled the covers up over us to keep me warm. I could feel the hardness in
his crotch and I pushed me butt back against it, But couldn't manage to stay
awake. I drifted.

To be continued.

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