Date: Sat, 15 Jan 2005 16:36:41 +0000
From: Ronald Herbert <warnigigs@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Teaching my Cousin

This  is a work of fiction involving masturbation between
two   males.   If  you  like  it,  please  email  me   on
warnigigs@hotmail.com.   This  is  my  first  attempt  at
writing  an  erotic  story  so  any  feedback  would   be
appreciated.  If you are old enough, enjoy  it.   If  you
are not, please don't read it!


I  was  eighteen and my cousin was thirteen.  I was still
living  at  home  with my parents and  because  both  his
parents  worked, he spent most of his school holidays  at
our  house.   Daniel, my cousin, is an  only  child  like
myself.   We  have always had a fairly close relationship
because of this.  He didn't have role model to look up to
and I felt sorry for him because he lived a distance from
his school friends and ended up spending a lot of time on
his own.  He was probably pretty bored hanging around our
house  all the time but unfortunately there was no  other
option.

Occasionally he would also spend the night with us,  when
his  parents were going out or working late.   We  had  a
spare bedroom and he had adopted it as his own.  He had a
television and a few games in there and seemed  happy  to
stay  over when required.  I remember when I was thirteen
or  fourteen, it always seemed a big adventure  to  spend
the night at some else's house!

The  day  had been overcast but oppressively hot, leaving
the  evening sultry and humid.  The windows had been open
all  day, but the air was still.  Daniel and I had  spent
the  day  doing our own thing, but sat in the garden  for
our  dinner.  Once darkness fell and the insects  started
to  bother  us, we went inside hoping to find it  cooler.
It  wasn't.  Eventually I decided that it might be cooler
in  my bedroom on the top floor so I made my excuses  and
left Daniel with my parents and the television.

In  my  bedroom  was  the computer and,  of  course,  the
Internet.   As  you can imagine, giving an eighteen  year
old an Internet connection in their bedroom leads to only
one  thing!   I  spent  a couple of  hours  each  evening
surfing the net and visiting chat rooms.  Once I was sure
that  everyone else had gone to bed and that I would  not
be  disturbed,  I  would  find myself  a  porn  site  and
masturbate.

I  had  always masturbated a lot, ever since I discovered
it  at eleven years of age.  Even at eighteen it was  not
uncommon for me to do it at least three times a  day.   I
would  'have  a  wank' when I woke  up  in  the  morning,
another  when  I arrived home from work in the  afternoon
and  of  course  another before I went to  sleep  in  the
evening.  This was usually the best one, probably because
I would be looking at porn for quite some time and 'edge'
my orgasm.  This usually resulted in a really pleasurable
orgasm  and  I  would look forward to it  throughout  the
evening.

This  warm  night, I was lying on top of my bed  with  my
Laptop.  Although I knew that my family were still  awake
and  that  there  was  the risk of being  caught,  I  was
feeling  very aroused and kept massaging my cock  through
my trousers.  I didn't intend to masturbate at first, but
I  couldn't  help but touch myself.  When I  sit  or  lie
down, I usually have to slip my hand down my trousers  to
adjust the position of my cock.  I dress to the right and
find  that it ends up in an uncomfortable position, so  I
just flick it upwards and forget about it.  Not this time
however.   I  adjusted it as usual, but  it  became  hard
almost instantly.

Sometimes you just can't help but play with it, and  this
was  one of those times.  I like the way it makes a  nice
bulge  across  my thigh and the feeling  of  pressing  it
gently downwards is very pleasurable.  I lay there for  a
while  looking  at  pictures on  the  Internet  and  just
playing with my erection.  Eventually, when I could  wait
no  longer,  I  undid  my fly and  pulled  out  my  cock.
Sometimes I like to take to my time and stroke it gently,
take  my  time and get it very hard.  This  time  it  was
already  solid  and I couldn't wait.  I wrapped  my  hand
around  my  shaft and started to stroke  it.   I  am  not
circumcised and my foreskin slides up and over  my  glans
really  easily, which feels really good.  I  was  wanking
pretty fast, but still trying to be quiet and listen  out
for  anyone coming up the stairs.  I didn't hear  Daniel,
who appeared at my door.

My heart jumped out of my chest and tried to hide what  I
was doing, but he had already seen me, my cock and what I
was  doing to it.  Suddenly the temperature in my bedroom
seemed to double.  My cheeks flushed and I felt sick.   I
was caught red handed.

Daniel looked embarrassed but just stood there.  I had to
make  a decision about what to do.  Thoughts flooded into
my  head,  should  I  pretend that  it  hadn't  happened?
Should  I  apologise and get rid of  him  as  quickly  as
possible.   I  didn't know what to do for  the  best.   I
wasn't  just  that  I had been caught  wanking;  that  is
embarrassing  enough; it was also that it  was  my  young
cousin  and I didn't know how he was going to  react.   I
desperately  tried  to think of something  to  say  as  I
stuffed my erection back into my trousers.

'What are you doing?' Daniel asked me.

I didn't know whether he knew what I was doing or whether
he  was just inquisitive, either way it seemed useless to
try  and  lie  my  way out of it.  He was  a  mature  and
sensible  kid  and  I thought that he  could  handle  the
truth.   He was thirteen anyway, if he didn't know  about
it  by  now  it was only a matter of time anyway,  I  had
nothing to lose.

'Doesn't your willy ever get hard?' I replied.  He didn't
answer,  but the look on his face suggested that he  knew
what I was talking about.  'Well, when you get older this
is  what  you  do  with it,' I continued.   'It's  called
wanking.  Don't you ever do it?'

'Nope' he replied.  'Why do you do it?'

'Because  it feels nice, I suppose.  It's just what  boys
do.  Have you really never done it?'

'Not  really' he ventured, 'I have played with it  a  bit
though, but not very often.'

At  this  point  I  could have ended the conversation  by
saying  that he would find out all about it soon  enough,
but  I  felt slightly sorry for him.  With no brother  or
friends at hand to learn about such things from, how  was
he  expected to learn the facts of life.  I  knew  for  a
fact  that  his parents were not the sort  of  people  to
explain  things  like  sex to him, let  alone  the  finer
points of puberty and the need to masturbate.

'Well, when it's hard and you play with it, does it  feel
nice?' I asked.

'Sometimes,  but I play with it when it's  soft  too'  he
said.

I  got  him  to sit on the edge of the bed and  began  to
explain.  I started with the basics, sex and babies, that
sort  of thing.  He seemed to have a basic grasp  of  the
concept from things he had heard at school.  Then we  got
to  the puberty part and I talked about how we grow to be
adults  and  can  do  all  the  things  that  adults  do,
including  making babies.  I told him that our dicks  are
there  to allow us to have sex and that masturbating  was
kind  of  practice for it, and that it also  felt  really
nice  and  was relaxing and that is why people play  with
themselves.

Dan  seemed interested, but was still quite shy about  it
all.   I  asked him if he had any questions about what  I
had said.

'How often do you have to play with it?' he said.

I realised that I had not really mentioned anything about
orgasms  and semen.  It seemed like a good time  to  tell
him  the  whole truth and hope that he was ready to  hear
about  it.   I quizzed him on how much he knew about  sex
and  how babies are actually created.  He was good on the
mechanics,  but didn't really see the link  between  this
and what I was doing.  I explained about the women's eggs
and the man's sperm and told him how it was produced.

'And because it's made all the time, sometimes we have to
get  rid of some of it to make way for fresh stuff.   Not
only  that, but when you're a teenager you have loads  of
hormones  that make you want to do it more anyway.   Does
your dick get hard very often?'

Dan  thought for a minute.  'Yeah, it does.  It's  always
hard when I wake up in the morning.'

I laughed.  'Mine too.  It's annoying isn't it?  That's a
good  time  to  play with it, because once you  do  it'll
probably go down.  Once you have an orgasm your  body  is
tired and it won't get hard again for a while.'

'How do you know when you've had an orgasm?' asked Dan.

I  wanted  to try and keep it and simple as possible  and
not  scare him, but there was no point in trying  to  fob
him off.  'Until you start puberty it'll just feel really
nice.  Once you're a bit older, you'll know because it'll
feel even nicer and you'll get some sperm coming out.'

He seemed very interested in the whole thing, which makes
me  think  that he didn't really know anything about  it.
Of course, he was interested to know how to do it and all
the ins and outs of masturbating.  Up to this point I had
taken  it  all  quite seriously and kept the conversation
quite  scientific, no specifics or instruction  to  speak
of.

'How  do  you do it though?' Dan looked serious.  'I  saw
what you were doing, but is that it?  You just hold it?'

'Not  exactly, you have told hold it like I was and  move
your  hand up and down.  If you just keep going  it  will
work,  I  promise.   I am an expert on these  things!'  I
joked.

'I want to do it now.'

I  was  a little taken aback, but my cock twitched in  my
trousers.  I knew I should have sent him to his  room  to
complete his 'homework' but I was turned on, both because
I hadn't cum before I was caught and because he was about
to masturbate in front of me.  I still felt cautious, but
didn't see too much harm in it.

'OK, but you'll have to lie on the floor.' I passed him a
pillow. 'Put this under your head and just lie down there
next to the bed.'

He  set  the pillow on the floor and lay down.  I watched
as he undid his jeans and slipped them down to his knees.
He was wearing briefs and I could make out his small cock
creating  a small tent in the front of them.   I  decided
that I shouldn't watch any more.  It seemed wrong.  I lay
back  on  the  bed and said 'Just listen out  for  anyone
coming  up stairs.  You don't want to get caught on  your
first time! It's embarrassing, believe me!'

I went back to the Internet and tried to ignore my cousin
lying  on the floor of my bedroom, playing with his cock.
Of  course, that didn't last long.  I decided to sneak  a
look.  I slowly moved my head so I could see what he  was
doing.  Dan had his hand wrapped around his cock and  was
gently stroking up and down.

He  was  obviously in the first stages of puberty because
his cock was not a little boy's dick, like you see on the
beach.   It was about three inches long and he  had  just
the  faintest  trace of hair growing at  the  base.   He,
unlike  me,  is  circumcised.  He had  his  fist  wrapped
around it, but because it was only three inches long, his
hand  hid his entire cock.  He didn't have a very  steady
rhythm going on, but I guessed that came with practice.

'How's it going Dan?  Feeling good?' I asked.

'Um, yeah, it's ok' he replied. 'Am I doing it right?'

'If  it  feels  nice,  it's  right.   Everyone  does   it
differently.  Because you are circumcised, you might need
to do it differently to me.  You don't have as much skin,
so you could try holding it just between your fingers and
thumb, that might be good.'

The  whole  time  I  was  talking to  him,  he  continued
masturbating.  When I suggested he try a different  grip,
he  adjusted  his  hand and tried to hold  it  as  I  had
explained.

'Okay, I'm going to do it as well' I said.  'I'll stay up
here on the bed.'

My cock was so hard it hurt.  I couldn't wait any longer,
so  I opened my fly and pulled it out.  I took hold of it
and  started masturbating and full speed.  I knew that  I
would cum in no time, but I really need the release.   It
felt excellent, the best wank ever.

Suddenly  Dan sat up and looked at me lying on  the  bed.
'I  want to see how you do it' he said.  I agreed, and so
explained  how I held it, in my fist with  my  thumb  and
forefinger  making a gentle ring around  my  foreskin  to
stimulate the head.  I showed him what speed I liked  and
told him how it can feel good to hold your balls as well,
particularly  when you are grown-up and they  are  larger
and they tend to slap around.

Dan  watched for a while and then stood up.  'I  want  to
lie on the bed too, so I can see what you are doing.   Is
that okay?'

I  thought for a moment but I agreed.  I moved  over  and
allowed  him to lie on the bed next to me.  We  both  lay
back  and began to wank again.  I looked at him  and  his
eyes  were  fixed on my cock as I stroked it.  I  stopped
and  pointed my penis upwards, displaying my  full  seven
inches for Dan to see.  I could tell that he was interest
in  then  size.  I guessed that he had never seen another
guy's  erection  before.  I didn't say anything,  but  he
stopped  wanking too and copied me, showing me his  cock.
I liked how his dick looked.  It was quite different from
mine; not just smaller, but also the faint scar from  his
circumcision highlighted the head.

I gently pulled my foreskin back to reveal the head of my
cock.   'They  look  the same really.   You're  not  much
smaller than me, you'll probably have a bigger dick  than
me  when you're older.' I told him.  Dan started to  wank
again,  slower  this time and continued  to  look  at  my
penis.   I grasped my cock again and began to stroke  it,
matching   Dan's  rhythm.   I  could  feel  the  pressure
building up inside me, I had to take it slowly or I would
have  cum almost instantly.  Unusually for me, a drop  of
pre-cum oozed out. I knew that I wouldn't be able to hold
off much longer.  I had to cum.

I  didn't know what reaction to expect from my cousin.  I
assumed  that he had never had an orgasm before and  even
if  he  had, he wouldn't have produced semen.   I  didn't
know  whether I ought to finish off lying there with him,
or  whether I should make a run for the bathroom where  I
could  shoot into the sink.  My decision was made for  me
when  Dan suddenly shuddered and stopped moving his hand.
He  let  out a long breath.  My cousin had just  had  his
first orgasm, lying right next to me.

I stopped wanking and tried to squeeze me cock to prevent
me cumming.  It was too late.  I quickly grasped it again
and  gave it two or three further jerks.  Great ropes  of
semen shot forth, hitting my face and splashing on to  my
T-Shirt.   It  was  the  best orgasm  I  could  remember.
Daniel  had  seen  the  whole thing  and  it  was  hugely
arousing.

'Go  and get some tissue' I instructed, as I lay  in  the
afterglow of my orgasm.

Dan  stood  up  and pulled up his briefs over  his  still
erect  cock.  Before he pulled up his jeans,  he  slipped
his  had  under  the waistband of his underwear  and  re-
arranged  his cock so it was pointing downwards, creating
a strange triangular shape to his package.

'Is  that comfortable?' I asked him.  I couldn't  believe
that  it  was.  I wouldn't be able to make my dick  point
downwards when fully erect.

'Yeah, it feels nice when it points downwards' said Dan.

'When you get older, you'll have to start to let it point
upwards.   It'll  be  far  to  obvious  when  it's   hard
otherwise.' I explained.

'Where do you make it go then?' he asked.

'Upwards   and  to  the  right  a  bit.   But  everyone's
different.   It think most people prefer it to  point  to
the  left.'   I  never understood why  it  was  that  the
majority  of people I had seen in their underwear  always
seemed to dress to the left.  I still can't stand it when
my dick points 'the wrong way'!

Dan  went to get some tissue and I looked down at the cum
glistening  on  my  chest.  I felt  a  bit  strange,  but
somehow  pleased that I had the opportunity to  teach  my
cousin  a  valuable  life skill.  I just  hoped  that  it
wouldn't  make  things between Dan and I different.   The
bond  formed that evening, between my cousin and  I,  was
strong.   It still exists today, and we still  wank  with
each other from time to time.  We never touch each other,
but  there is an unspoken understanding that we can enjoy
seeing each other doing what comes naturally.