Date: Sun, 8 Apr 2012 15:37:47 -0500
From: Scott Fricker <ftl_s1214@hotmail.com>
Subject: Taking RJ's Innocence

I was 21 and my cousin RJ was 11 at the time. My aunt and uncle were taking
a second honeymoon in Hawaii and had asked me to come along to keep my
cousin entertained while they went off on their own exploring the islands.

Let me describe RJ to you. He stood about 4' 9" and weighed about 80
pounds. He had dirty blonde hair that he wore in a bowl cut, grey blue eyes
and a puggish nose dotted with a few freckles. His lips were somewhat full
and what you might describe as pouty. His smile featured 2 large rabbit
teeth in front and his teeth were amazingly white. He was one of those
blondes who was blessed with the ability to tan versus burn in the sun, and
after nearly a week of being in Hawaii, his skin had burnished into a
beautiful sandy gold.

A competitive swimmer on his community swim team, RJ had a tightly toned
body that showed the definition of a boy just on the cusp of reaching
puberty. RJ's torso featured perky small pecs and a flat, dimpled tummy
with a hint of roundness emmanating from a tightly corkscrewed, outtie
belly button. The two little nipples on his chest were little more than two
dots that had yet to darken with puberty and were a half shade darker than
the surrounding skin. His adorable little butt resembled two small
grapefruits pressed together and had the tendancy of jutting out when
standing. His legs were the most muscular parts of his body, but still
boyishly skinny, and absolutely devoid of hair, like the rest of him.

I took my cousin's innocence in the hotel room i shared with him. When we
began, RJ was wearing the red and white candy-striped competitive Speedo he
wore on his swim team. We were sprawled on one of the two large king-sized
beds in the room, a soft core porn showing on the hotel cable's Cinemax
channel. I knew this would get him horny and my strategy at seducing him
this way paid off in spades. I began feeling him up, and boy did he bone up
fast! I couldn't get over how quickly his small boy noodle that had been so
noticably contoured within the snug fit of his speedos twitched up into an
arching, banana-shaped curve pressing against the thin lycra between his
dick and my fingertips. It didn't take much convincing to talk him into
letting me untie the drawstrings and descend that skimpy suit around his
ankles. I loved how, with the suit pulled down, I could see the milky pale
skin of his untanned body where the Speedo had been covering him. RJ was
just ripening down there. His eleven year old endowment starting to show
some early thickening, but still boyishly lengthed at no more than three
and a half inches from tip to root. His scrotal sac was baby smooth and its
small plum shape hung snug below his hairless pubis. However, like his
penis, his robins egg sized balls showed some of the increased size of
puberty's dawning.

When I took him into my mouth he whimpered and he wiggled a bit, telling me
it felt too good. I told him to relax and reassured him that I knew the
sensations were new to him, but that he would enjoy the feeling I was about
to give him. His legs spread out at the knees, and his inner thighs faced
the ceiling and the heels of his feet pressed together with the speedo
wrapped around his ankles. My tongue explored the delicate contours of his
bloated glans as I twirled and swirled the wet surface of my tongue over
the feverishly warm tip, at times teasing his small slitted piss hole and
tickling the magic spot just below the buttressed front of his boy
knob. The shape of it felt like a small cherry in my mouth and the texture
of the skin seemed impossibly smooth, almost like glass. His eleven year
old cocklette flexed in spasming contractions as i teased that sweet
cherry, hearing my cousin's anxious boy whimpers coming from above my
head. His ass squirmed on the bed and his legs twitched with scissoring in
and out movements. I tightened my lips and repeatedly glided them up and
down his slender, gracefully arched tube of boy flesh. He began to make
gentle, involuntary thrusts up into my mouth. From above my bobbing head, I
could hear RJ making soft grunts punctuated with muttered yes's and no's as
his body struggled with the building intensity of pleasure my mouth was
causing him. With the tip of my index finger, I softly prodded the tight
pucker of his virgin ass and felt the rubbery anal ring contracting and
releasing as I stimulated him there. Gently pushing my finger up, I felt
the little anal ring give up its purchase and felt the rubbery moist heat
of it gripping my finger like a mouth. RJ's hips, with that little band of
untanned pale skin left by his speedo, began to take on a staccatoed rhythm
of micropumps and I knew he wouldn't last much longer. With my little
cousin in my mouth, I looked up and saw him curling his head and torso up
from the bed, watching me suckle him. His face took on an expression of
helplessness. In a panic, RJ yelped "Stop! You're gonna make me pee!"
Ignoring his panic, I felt his hands that had been gripping the bedspread
suddenly reach up and grab the back of my head as I felt the spongey give
of his dewy moist, hairless pubic mound beginning to slap frantically
against the perimeter of my mouth. I kept my head still and let him take
over as his pumping, which only a minute before had been gentle and
tentative, was now frantic and urgently intense. His lower back arched
beneath him and I saw his tummy growing washboard tense. RJ's tummy sucked
in suddenly as he took in a sharp gaspish breath and then let it out in a
prolongued, high pitched yelp. At that same moment my mouth felt his
delicate, eleven-year-old stiffy flex in a harsh contraction and then
tasted three rapid bursts of his virginal semen flowing across my
tongue. His cute little boner continued to make muscular twitches against
the ladled surface of my tongue as I savoured the mild honey flavor of his
immature, spermless ejaculate. Above my head, I could hearing him
whimpering and muttering softly, "I spermed....I spermed....I spermed...."
in soft almost imperceptible tones.