Date: Thu, 05 May 2005 19:45:12 +0000
From: pinkpanther2@hotmail.com
Subject: Cousin Josh

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                             COUSIN JOSH

I lie in bed watching the sun stream through the gap in the curtains.
It's the first day of the long summer holiday; this afternoon my
cousin Josh will be arriving. He's fifteen, a couple of years older
than me, and really cool. He always stays with us over the summer.
He's well fit, very good at sport, and great fun to be with, a sort
of hero, I guess. The rest of the time he lives about twenty miles
away, with his mum, his spiteful stepdad, and his two bitchy half-
sisters. They're spoilt rotten; Josh gets nothing. That's down to his
stepdad; Josh isn't his and he makes damn sure Josh knows it.

Just after four o'clock the doorbell rings. I go to answer it. There
he is, looking fitter than ever.

"Hi, Greg!" he says, giving me a warm, open smile. "Great to see you!
Christ! You've grown a bit since last year!"

I smile back, slightly embarrassed. He's right though. Twelve months
ago I was still a little boy; since then things have started
happening. At five feet four I'm about six inches taller, my voice
has started to break, and as for down there . . . ! I can't believe
how fast my privates have grown. It seems like only last week they
were really small; now my cock's about four and half inches and at
least three times as thick as it used to be, and my balls seem to
have grown even more. I've not got any hair down there yet, but I'll
get that soon enough. He follows me to my bedroom; he'll be sleeping
in the bed in the opposite corner to mine.

"Right! I'm going to get changed!" he announces.

I watch him change into tee-shirt and soccer shorts. He is so fit!
I'm slim without being a total stick insect, blue-grey eyes, mousey
brown hair, not bad looking, I suppose. Josh is slim but athletic; he
has brown eyes, dark brown hair, an absolute killer smile, and
judging by the bulge in his boxer shorts, he's not small down there
either. My cock's gone hard just looking at him; I turn away quickly,
hoping he hasn't noticed.

For the next hour or so we sit on his bed doing boys chat; school,
soccer, computer games, all sorts of stuff. I get such a good
feeling, just being with him. When mum gets home we go through to the
kitchen to have tea, then she has to go out again. She's got a really
good job; I appreciate that, it means I don't go short of anything,
but she does have to go out quite a bit in the evenings; `networking'
she calls it, having drinks with people, entertaining clients, making
business contacts. I used to have a babysitter, but since my last
birthday I'm trusted to stay home on my own.


Only tonight I'm not on my own. Back in my room we sit on his bed
again and get back into our boys' chat. After a few minutes he takes
some stuff out of his bag: a packet of cigarettes, some cigarette
papers and a small tin box.

"Just going to build a spliff," he says quietly. "Are you cool with
that?"

I nod, "Yeah, sure."

Actually, I'm pretty nervous; feel a bit guilty too. Mum would go
apeshit if she knew we were messing with drugs. It's like I'm letting
her down. He finishes building the spliff, lights up and takes a long
drag.

"You want some?" he asks, holding it towards me.
I've never tried it before, but I don't want to look like a baby by
saying no. I take it from him and drag on it. The effect hits me
immediately.

"You started going out with girls yet?" he asks casually.

"Do sometimes," I reply, trying to sound nonchalant. As it goes, I
have been out with a couple of the girls from school. I found myself
feeling awkward and uncomfortable.

"D'you wank off?" he continues.

"Yeah. Most kids do, don't they?"

"So what d'you think about?"

This is going to require some serious lying. I'm not going to tell
him that it's usually one of my mates from school, and I'm certainly
not going to tell him that if I have a wank tonight, the only person
I'll be thinking about is him!

"Oh, there's this girl in my class at school, Emma Jackson," I say,
lying through my teeth. "She's cool; well fit too. I'd love to go out
with her."

"No reason why you shouldn't," he responds, giving me a blast of
that beautiful smile.
"You're fit too, you know! You've just got to have the confidence to
ask. Go for it if that's what you want."

I shift about uncomfortably. My cock's gone hard again and the draw's
making me really light-headed. How do I tell him that the only person
I want is sitting right next to me? Suddenly I'm aware of his fingers
stroking my thigh. I almost choke; my hero Josh is stroking my leg! I
glance across; he's got a hard bulge in his shorts.

"Are you okay with this?" he whispers.

I can't speak. My brain's in a total scramble. I want this to happen;
it is happening, but it shouldn't be! When it comes to a scrap,
Josh's as hard as they come; he's not scared of anyone. How can he be
interested in me? In . . . . that?! It doesn't make sense. He undoes
the button at the top of my jeans and pulls down the zip.

"Is that cool?" he says quietly, putting an arm round my shoulder.

I nod. "Yeah." I can barely get the word out.

He quickly pulls off his tee-shirt. He is stunning!

"Your turn now! He whispers.

He helps me take my top off.

"Ooh! Very cute!" he says, breathing in sharply. "You're fitter than
you think!"

Shoes and socks are discarded, followed by my jeans, Josh's shorts.
He strokes my leg again, then runs his hand up right over my
privates. The sensation is incredible! He guides my hand to the top
of his boxers, then lifts his hips off the bed allowing me to pull
them down. I'm as nervous as fuck but I can't stop. I pull them down
round his thighs. My eyes widen; my throat feels like sandpaper. He's
got a real beauty, seven and a half inches, uncut like mine, with
just the tip sticking out past his foreskin. His balls are big too,
but apart from a small crop of thick, dark pubes, he's as smooth as
me. I thought he was fit before but this is something else! I run my
fingers up the length of his cock. It feels strong, hot, powerful. I
run my fingers back down again; his foreskin slides right back,
completely exposing the shiny purple head.

"Stand up!" he whispers.

I do as he says. He gently pulls my underpants down, taking care not
to snag my throbbing cock. They fall to the floor; I kick them off,
wondering where this magical mystery tour will go next.

"Very, very cute!" he breathes. "You're beautiful!"

He runs his hand up and down between my legs and over my cock,
sending a shiver of excitement right through my body. Now he's got
another surprise for me; holding my cock round the base, he leans
forward and puts it in his mouth. Having him stroke it was exciting,
but this . . . ! The shivering and tingling are so wild I can hardly
stand up. His hand slides between my legs; a finger moves steadily up
my crack till it's tickling my bumhole. This is unbelievable! He lets
me go and looks up.

"Get on the bed!"

He lies down and I snuggle up next to him. Being so close to him like
this, being able to smell him, feeling his fingers stroking my hair,
massaging my back, running over my butt, are too wonderful for words.

"Josh!" I ask. "How did you know I was up for this?"

He laughs. "Just little things; it wasn't that you were making it
that obvious! I just sensed it somehow. Last year I wouldn't have
dreamed of doing it; you were too young, it'd have messed your head
up. I've always liked you; today it just felt right." He licks my
nose. "I wasn't wrong, was I?"

"No, course you weren't! But I thought you'd be into girls!"

He hugs me, rubbing his nose against mine.

"I am into girls, exactly the same as most kids, it's just that I
like boys as well, especially really cute guys like you!"

All my Christmases have come at once. Josh wanting me as much as I
want him is the best present I'll ever have. Our mouths meet in a
full-on kiss. I tried kissing the girls I went out with like this and
failed miserably. With Josh it's just so natural, there's no way I
could get it wrong. Being wrapped in each other's arms like this,
kissing, caressing each other, fondling each other; this is perfect
happiness, my heaven; I want it to last forever. At last our lips
separate. Josh's eyes are shining.

"Wow!" he whispers. "That was so cool!"

I rub noses with him again.

"So how did you get into doing this?" I ask.

"Hard to say", he says quietly, screwing his face up.  Messed about
with a couple of the other boys at school, but I could tell they
weren't into it like I was. They weren't that fit anyway."  He
whispers right in my ear. "I've never done it properly, like this.
But I don't know any other kids like you!"

That makes me feel so special; I'd do anything for him. He leans
right across me, holds my cock round the base and starts sucking it
again. His other hand pushes down between my legs. I spread them
apart and pull my knees about halfway up so my feet are flat on the
bed. His finger goes back to tickling my bum. He's transporting me
into another world. I'm not far off cumming when he lets me go.

"Was that cool?" he asks, his nose an inch from mine.

"Yeah! I gasp in response. "I nearly spunked!"

"Wow! That's wicked! Will you suck mine?"

"Yeah, sure!"

The words come out without any thought or hesitation. Suddenly I'm
nervous again. What if I can't do it? What if it feels really
horrible? I put the doubts out of my mind. I said I'll do it; I'm not
going to bottle out. I get in the same sort of position he used, pull
it gently away from his tummy and go down on it. In an instant all my
nerves have gone; it feels brilliant! At first I suck it quite
slowly; using my tongue to lick all over the hard, shiny head,
gradually pushing down a bit further and a bit further, till the
head's touching the back of my throat. I've got most of it; I want to
take the rest but it just won't go! I come back up, give the head a
really good work-over, then get down to some proper sucking, slowly
increasing the pace until I hit a real good rhythm. Josh's moaning
with pleasure, ruffling my hair with one hand, stroking my back and
my butt with the other. His moans get louder; his breathing short and
short and shallow. I know what's going to happen. I could pull off;
there's nothing stopping me, but I don't.

"Oh! Oh!! Greg!! I'm gonna cum!!"

I still don't pull off. I want this; want to do it properly. His cock
swells and jerks in my mouth, the salty cream flooding out. I stay
down there till he's finished, then gently let him go and spit the
stuff out on a paper hanky. He's gasping for breath.

"Oh wow! Wow!! You're incredible! That was so cool! I never meant for
you to go that far! Fuck! I can't believe that's the first time
you've ever done it!"

I crawl on top of him so I'm looking right into his eyes.

"Well you'd better believe it, cos it is!" I say, laughing.

"Right mister!" he says, laughing too. "Now it's your turn!"

We move around so he can go down on me. This time he's sucking twice
as hard as he did before. I'm lying there gulping and swallowing,
hands clenching, tummy muscles twitching; this is paradise! All at
once a tidal wave sweeps right through my body; everything goes
blurred, crazy spasms run up my thighs and grab my balls; hot sticky
spunk spurts out of my cock and into his mouth. This is wanking times
ten! Better than that! And the fact that it was Josh doing it for me
is the biggest buzz of all. I'm completely out of it, gasping like
I've just run up five flights of stairs. Josh stays with it till I've
finished, then spits the stuff out just like I did.

"Josh!" I gasp. "That was wicked! I'd no idea it'd be that good!"

We lie on the bed, kissing, rubbing noses, stroking each other's
backs for ages. I can't remember a time when I was as happy as this.

"Do you smoke a lot of draw?" I ask.

He shakes his head.

"No. Don't smoke ordinary cigarettes at all. Only wanted a bit of a
smoke just now to make sure I didn't bottle out."

"I thought you said you knew I was ready?"

He pulls me very close.

"Yeah, but I still have to have the bottle to go through with it.
Suppose I'd been wrong?"

In a strange way I'm really pleased he said that, admitting that even
he gets scared sometimes! After the most wonderful hour I can
remember we climb back into our clothes and go back to being just two
ordinary kids again.

We don't rush to get out of bed early. A nice, relaxed breakfast,
potter around the house for a bit, then it's down to the park for a
kick-about. It's a glorious day, warm and sunny with just a gentle
summer breeze. Nothing could look more ordinary than a couple of
teenage boys kicking a soccer ball. We've been there about half an
hour when Luke and Ian show up, mates from school.

"Hi, Greg!" Luke calls out as they trot across to us.

"Hello, you guys!" I respond, pleased to see them. "What are you
doing?"

"Nothing much" Luke shrugs. "Hanging out!

"Want to join in?" I ask. "This is Josh, my cousin. I think you met
last year."

"Yeah! Cool! Hi Josh, how's it going?"

"Pretty good! You?" Josh gives them a blast of that smile. Luke
smiles back.

"Not bad! Good to see you again."

The four of us get into our kick-about. Having Luke and Ian there
just adds to the enjoyment. They're two of the best mates I've got.
Luke's a bit bigger than me, slim and very athletic. Not quite as fit
as Josh; but fit enough to have been my top wank fantasy for the last
few weeks! By contrast Ian's a little under five feet tall, very slim
like me, bright blue eyes, mussed-up blond hair and very fair skin,
like some sort of cheeky angel. Most people think he's about eleven.
In my book they're both real top kids. After an hour we're all
exhausted. We take turns to swig from the bottle of coke I brought,
then start dawdling back home.

"What are you doing tomorrow morning?" Ian enquires.

"Nothing much."

"Come to the pool! Half past ten they get the big inflatable and the
diving boards out. We're going, aren't we Luke? Come with us, it's a
right laugh!"

Josh looks at me. "You up for that? Sounds cool to me?"

"Yeah! Sure!"

"Meet us there about quarter past," Luke suggests. "Then we can get
our swimming kit on before the session starts."

"No problem!" I tell him. It's arranged.

Mum's out networking again. We're naked on Josh's bed, stroking,
fondling, kissing, sucking, licking. There's little conversation; it
just isn't necessary. I'm at peace with the world, with life, Josh's
arms wrapped around me. My tongue wants to explore all over his
beautiful body, his nipples, his tummy button, his nose, his ears. I
don't have to ask what to do; I don't even have to think about it.
Back to his nipples; mine are small and barely visible, his large,
dark and hard. I lick them both for ages before sinking back into
another wonderful kiss. Our lips part.

"I want to suck you off!" I whisper, right into Josh's ear.

"Oh wicked!" His breathing's getting short already.

I twist myself around, kneel over the top of him and take him into my
mouth. Don't ask me how I knew to get into this position; I just did
it. Josh plays with my cock and strokes the back of my legs. It feels
wonderful. I continue sucking steadily, fondling his balls, gently
squeezing them, running my fingers all over them. My bum's all wet;
Josh's licking it! He's licking me out! I suck faster. He licks me
harder; his tongue pushes right inside my ass, his fingers working
overtime on my cock. Everything goes fuzzy. My cock's tingling so
much I can hardly bear to have him touch it. It jumps to life between
his fingers, spunk shooting all over his chest. At just the same
moment his cock hits the back of my throat, cum spurting into my
mouth. I twist back around and collapse on top of him, so happy, so
peaceful. I love this; so does he. We're hurting nobody. Why do
people say we shouldn't do it?

We reach the pool just before quarter past ten. It's another
beautiful day, even hotter than yesterday. Luke and Ian arrive a
couple of minutes later.

"If you want, you can come back to my house afterwards," Luke tells
us. "Dad's doing a barbecue lunch; there'll be loads to eat. Ian's
coming."

I look at Josh; he nods.

"Yeah! Cool! Thanks!"

Luke grins. "Great! I'll call mum and tell her you're coming."

The kids' splash session is even better than Ian said it would be.
We're laughing and joking, climbing over the inflatable, falling off
it, diving off the springboard, jumping in off the side to see who
can make the biggest splash, throwing Ian's goggles into the pool
then diving in to collect them. We're four perfectly normal kids
having lots of fun, just like kids are supposed to. Half past twelve
and it's time to leave. We make our way back into the changing room,
take a quick shower and start to get changed. I've seen Luke and Ian
in the changing rooms at school, but it's a while since I was this
close. Luke pulls off his swimming shorts, totally unselfconscious
about being naked with other people around. He's got a beautiful
uncut cock, not as big as Josh's, but certainly getting there, with
large, low-slung balls and an impressive crop of golden brown pubes.
He looks even fitter than I remember him. By contrast Ian wraps
himself in a towel before pulling his shorts down and attempting to
put his underpants on. At the crucial moment it falls to the floor.
As expected, he's small down there too; a real little boy's cock with
its pointed foreskin; his balls look like much like mine did a year
ago. He quickly pulls his pants up, appearing embarrassed that we
were able to see him.

Back at Luke's house the party atmosphere continues. He was right
about there being plenty to eat: barbecued chicken, steak, sausages
and all the rest, then fruit, ice cream, ice cold drinks. Luke's
parents are both teachers; they make us feel very welcome. We're
Luke's friends; that's good enough for them. On the lawn they've got
a small inflatable pool. It's mainly for Tim and Zak, Luke's younger
brothers, but that doesn't stop us enjoying it, `accidentally'
falling in, running round soaking each other, getting right back to
the days when we didn't have to worry about anything, absolutely
brilliant!
Luke's stripped down to a pair of white soccer shorts. Ian tips a
bucket of water over him. He's naked under his shorts; now they're
wet you can see everything! He seems completely unaware of the show
he's giving us. In a way I'm surprised his dad doesn't tell him to
put a pair of trunks on or something; it's so obvious, he must be
able to see it. Instead, his mum and dad just ignore it.

Back in our bedroom there's more boys' chat.

"Your mum going out tonight?" Josh enquires.

I shake my head. "No, she's finished networking for this week."

"So when can we  . . . . you know?"
"Tomorrow, after she goes to work." I grin at him. "I'm too knackered
tonight, anyway! It's been a wicked day! Did you see Luke's cock?
When Ian threw water over him you could see right through his
shorts!"

"Yeah! Cool or what? His mum and dad are really cool too. And Ian is
so cute! Nearly as cute as you!"

I wasn't expecting him to say that. Ian's actually a few days older
than me, and as cheeky as they come, but in some ways he still seems
like an innocent little boy. For a second, Josh talking about him
like that makes me uneasy. The moment passes. We wander through to
the living room to watch telly.

The morning sun is streaming into the bedroom when I hear the front
door close. Moments later Josh is standing by my bed.

"Mind if I join you?"

I smile at him and throw back the covers; I've been waiting nearly
two hours for this! We pull each others shorts off and get down to a
full-on snogging session. Josh picks up a tube of jelly he's left on
my bedside cabinet and squeezes some onto his finger. He pushes his
hand between my legs; the lubed-up finger locating my asshole. This
time he doesn't just tickle it; the greasy finger goes right inside
me. It hurts a bit to start with, But when he gets a couple of inches
inside he hits a really sensitive spot that makes my cock jump and
tingle with excitement.

"You okay with that?" Josh asks.

"Yeah! Cool!"

"Tell me if I'm hurting you and I'll stop."

"No, it's cool, man!"

He works his finger slowly in and out; it's making me hornier than
ever. A second finger joins the first. Now that does hurt, not that I
want Josh to know. He pulls back a fraction and the pain subsides. He
hits that spot again. This is heaven! In less than a minute I'm
taking both fingers without a problem. I grin up at him.

"Josh! Are you going to fuck me?"

He smiles. "You up for that?"

I nod, still grinning at him. His smile broadens. Smiling like that
he's the fittest kid I've ever seen.

"Fuckin' wicked!" he whispers. "You're amazing! Even just now I was
sure you'd tell me to stop when I stuck my finger up there."

I flip over onto my tummy.

"Not like that!" he laughs. "That really will hurt! Stand up and bend
over your chair. Your bum's a lot more relaxed like that."

I do as he says.

"Wow! You are so cute!" he breathes.

He moves in behind me; the two fingers return, working more gel into
my bum. They slowly withdraw. His cock pushes against my pucker. A
moment later it goes right up my ass. The intoxicating mixture of
pain and pleasure is impossible to describe. It hurts like hell, and
losing my cherry is a total shock, however much I wanted it to
happen. But I don't want him to stop, not for a moment. He pulls back
very slowly, then pushes it back in. He pauses for a second or two
and does it again, then a third time. The pain is less severe now and
somehow I seem to be getting through the shock, and every time he
hits that spot . . . wow!! Behind me, Josh's building up to a real
nice tempo. He reaches down and plays with my throbbing cock.

"Oh wow! I don't believe this!" he breathes. "How can you keep a hard-
on when you've just taken a guy's cock for the first time?
Unbelievable!"

The combination of Josh's fingers working me from the outside and his
cock doing it from the inside are driving me right over the edge. My
legs feel like jelly, my tummy's in a knot, I'm gripping the chair
like I want to break it. My balls unload in a massive rush; my cock
jerking wildly in Josh's hand, spunk squirting all over my tummy,
dribbling over Josh's fingers and dripping onto the chair. He's
giving it everything; his breathing's getting more ragged with every
thrust. He stops moving, his beautiful fit body pressed hard against
my butt.

"Oh! Oh!! Oh yeah! Ohh!! Ohhh!!! Ohhhh!!!! Ohhhhh!!!!!"
We stay there, locked together for what seems like ages, before his
cock gently slides out. He bends over and kisses the back of my neck.

"That was awesome! That beats everything! Are you okay? Christ! I
could sense when I got here that you'd be up for a bit of messing
about! I never dreamed we'd go this far!"

I turn round and drape my arms over his shoulders.

"Yeah! I'm cool. That was wicked! Bum's a bit sore, but it's okay." I
reach up to lick his nose. "Got to go to the bathroom, though. I'll
have a bath; there'll be plenty of hot water."

He kisses me quickly on the lips and sends me on my way, patting my
butt as I head for the bedroom door.

About eleven o'clock we're just dossing around in the house, taking
it easy.

"Greg, I've got to go out," Josh tells me. "I've got to go and see
someone. I'll be back about four."

I'm surprised, disappointed and suspicious all at once; he's never
done that when he's stayed with us before. I know he's fifteen now; I
suppose he wants to do more and more stuff on his own. I'm sure I'll
want to go off on my own when I'm fifteen, but something's not quite
right. Maybe it's just that I don't want to be left here without him.
He kisses me on the nose and makes his way out. Without Josh there
the house seems empty and boring. I'm puzzled. Who is he going to
see? There's more to this than he's telling me, I just know there is.
I pass the next few hours as best I can. At quarter to four he's back
and the house is suddenly alive again.

We're into our boys' chat thing when a mobile phone rings. Josh pulls
it from his pocket. A twenty pound note falls out with it and
flutters onto the floor. My earlier suspicions come flooding back.
There's no chance his stepdad would buy him a mobile phone, and he's
got money; usually he's hardly got any. The thought strikes me that
he's got some really cool clothes too, much nicer stuff than he's
ever had before. It's to do with the person he's been to see, I'm
sure of it. He ends the call and puts the phone away.

"Josh," I ask. "You know you went to see someone . . . ."

He smiles and puts an arm round my shoulder.

"It's not like you think, not really. I met him last November at my
mate's brother's eighteenth birthday party. There were loads of
people there. He was a family friend, I think. We got chatting; I
could tell he liked me. It felt really good having someone older that
I could talk to like that, someone who'd actually listen, take an
interest. He gave me his card and asked me to ring him, so I did. I
knew what he wanted. Well yeah, he does buy me stuff, gives me pocket
money; bought me this phone, but it's not like he's some old pervert;
he's only thirty two and still fit. And it's not just about that
anyway. He's been brilliant helping me sort my head out when Keith's
been having a go at me. Sometimes we just talk for hours. He says I
can go and live there when I've done my GCSE's. I'd have my own room
and everything; I could probably work better there than I can at
home."

I stroke his leg. "Sorry, I didn't mean to be nosey. I won't tell
anyone, I promise. D'you think you will go and live with him?"

"Dunno. I'd miss mum, and the girls." He grins. "They're really cool
now; all Claire's mates fancy me, which helps! It's just Keith. If
mum says anything to him he sulks like a spoilt baby. It might be
better for her if I moved out."

I hold Josh's hand, trying to work out why Auntie Kate ever married
someone that selfish.

Next morning, Josh's in my bed again. Now don't get me wrong, the
`serious' stuff is brilliant; exciting, exhilarating, mind-blowing
and I enjoy every second of it, but in some ways just lying there
stroking and snogging each other like this is the best time of all.

"Which nights is your mum working next week?" Josh enquires.

"Tuesday and Thursday, I think. Why?"

"I'm seeing Mike again on Monday. He's going to buy me that new
computer game. Why not invite Luke and Ian to come over Tuesday
evening to play it? I'll get Mike to get me some cans of lager; I've
still got a bit of draw. When we've played on the computer for an
hour or so we can relax for a bit, have a drink, a bit of a smoke,
see what happens."

I'm excited and apprehensive at the same time. I might get a chance
to get something on with Luke, but it could all go pear-shaped if
we're not careful. Ian's mad on computer games; I'm just not sure
he'll be up for the other games that Josh's got in mind.

"Yeah, cool!" I reply. "You won't rush anything though?"

He gives me five rounds rapid of that beautiful smile.

"Course not! See if they're cool with having a drink and a smoke. If
they are I'll just test the water a little; if not we'll forget it.
You okay with that?"

"Yeah! No worries!"

We start building towards our climax.

"You going to fuck me again?" I ask.

"Uh-uh! You must still be pretty sore from yesterday. You need to
leave it a bit longer."

I don't know whether to be pleased or disappointed; disappointed that
I'm not going to get that beautiful cock inside me again; pleased
that Josh's concerned not to make me too sore.

"Yeah, cool! Mum's going out to dinner tomorrow night; promise you'll
do it then!"

"Yeah! Promise, if that's what you want!"

"Wicked! So what can I do for you today?" I ask, teasing him.

"Anything you want!"

I rest my head on his tummy and go down on him till his cock's
touching the back of my throat. I'm going to make this special; make
it something he won't forget, sucking him fast, sucking him slow,
working my tongue right around the head, squeezing his balls then
plunging down and slashing them with my tongue, taking him almost to
the brink, then easing right back and gradually building him up
again. It's time. Forty seconds of sustained sucking are all it
needs. His left hand is pressing into the bed, the right is ruffling
my hair; his thigh muscles are twitching; his breathing's getting
shorter and shorter. He's at the point of no return. I redouble my
efforts; his spunk spurts over and over into my mouth. There won't be
any spitting it out this time; I just stay down there till I've
licked up every drop, take a deep breath and swallow the lot.

"Oh! Oh Greg!" Josh moans, still breathing hard. "That was awesome!
Amazing! Oh! Now fuck my mouth!"

I climb over him so I'm kneeling across his chest. He's got the
pillows behind his head so he's half sitting up. I push my cock into
his mouth and start fucking it. This is such a different way of
getting sucked off and I'm loving it! Josh's hands are running up and
down the back of my legs and all over my butt; he's obviously into
this as much as I am; after all, it was his idea. I'm getting very
close. My whole body's gripped by violent spasms. In one crazy rush
I'm on a completely different planet; without even thinking about it
I hold his head and unload in his mouth. He lets me go; I sink back
so I'm sitting on his tummy.

"Wow! Awesome or what!" I say, grinning at him and gasping for air.
"So wicked!"

"Yeah!" he responds smiling. "I knew you'd like that! Mike loves me
to do that to him!"

I bend forward and lick his nose. "Cool!" I whisper.

We start to get dressed.

"Josh, you haven't told Mike about doing it with me, have you?" I
enquire.

He smiles back at me. "No chance! I've just told him I'm staying with
Auntie Lauren. He doesn't even know you exist."

Josh is so cool; it would have been so easy for him to have told the
guy all about it. He puts his arm round my shoulder.

"It's better that he doesn't know," he continues. "I don't want you
getting involved. I'd never have got involved like that if things
were different at home."

The hot weather continues; we pass the days playing soccer with Luke
and Ian, going to splash sessions at the pool, eating in McDonalds,
going to the cinema, all the things you'd expect kids with time on
their hands and a few quid to spend to be doing, and sex, wonderful,
uninhibited sex.

It's Saturday evening. Mum's gone out to dinner; Josh and I are
chilling out in my bedroom. We're naked, of course. Why wouldn't we
be?

"I love you Josh!" I whisper, in between licking his nipples.

"Mmmmmm!! I love you too, kid!" he responds gently.

I love this! Just being here with him like this, nothing can compare
with it. He is so fit, but so gentle. I feel as if nothing bad could
ever happen to me as long as I've got him with me. He is perfection!
I want every little piece of him! I'm not rushing anything and
neither is he. We just take our time, kissing, licking, fondling,
sucking; if heaven's better than this you can take me there now!
After nearly an hour I'm on all fours on my bed, an old towel spread
out beneath me. Josh is behind me, working gel into my bum. At last
his fingers slide out. The bed moves slightly as he inches forwards,
his cock pressing against my pucker.

"Are you ready?" he asks quietly.

"Yeah! Do it Josh! Please!"

He thrusts forward, his cock forcing its way into my bum. I gasp,
shocked yet again by how painful it is. Then he hits that spot again
and the pain is almost forgotten.

"Ohhh! Josh!! That's brilliant!" I moan, hardly able to breathe.
"Oooh, I love having your cock inside me! Give it to me Josh! You
know what I want!"

He sets to work with long, rhythmic strokes, slowly pulling back till
only the bell-end is left inside me, then driving right back in
again. Each time he hits that spot my cock jumps and tingles like it
has a life of its own. Very gradually he builds it up. His fingers
reach down, gently fondling my cock. The spasms start right down at
my toes then fly up my legs and envelop my whole body.

"Ooh Josh!" I gasp. "Oh yeah! Ohhh! Oh! I'm gonna cum!!"

My cock jerks wildly between his fingers, my bum tightening round his
cock as the room is hit by a violent explosion, three jets of hot,
creamy spunk shooting out all over the towel. A couple of smaller
jets follow, oozing out of my cock and coating Josh's fingers.

"Oh Greg! That's wicked! Oh! Take it Greg! Take it now!!"
Aaaarrggghhhh!!!!"

His beautiful, firm body presses hard against my bum as he unloads
deep inside me. Oh yes, I've taken it, and I'll take everything he
wants to give me! Josh's softening cock slowly slides out. I can feel
his sticky cum oozing around inside me. My pucker's twitching like
crazy. Momentarily it lets go; warm, sticky cum spluttering out and
dribbling down between my legs. In a second Josh is down behind me,
licking me clean.

"Oh Josh! That was awesome!" I breathe. "Wow, I can feel all your
spunk up my bum!"

"You're amazing!" he whispers. "Greg, you are so special! I never
dreamed you'd be into it like this!"

We lie down on the towel, our lips meeting in a perfect, passionate
kiss.

As Tuesday evening approaches, the time seems to drag slower and
slower. But at last it's here. Quarter to seven and we're all set;
they'll be here in a few minutes. Josh and I haven't had sex since
Monday morning so I'm as horny as you can get. I'm also as nervous as
fuck. I've known Luke and Ian for years; they're real regular kids,
there's never been the slightest hint that they might be into this
type of thing. Suppose Josh gets it wrong? When we go back to school
in a few weeks time the story could spread like wildfire; it would be
devastating, not for Josh, he'd be out of it, but I know the sort of
treatment I'd get, the name-calling, getting shunned by all my mates,
it doesn't bear thinking about. I'm starting to wonder if it's worth
the risk. It's a bit late for that, though; I told Josh it was cool;
I'll just have to go through with it.

They arrive just before seven o'clock. It's still hot; Luke's dressed
in soccer shorts and top, the same as me and Josh, Ian's wearing a
pair of baggy denim, knee-length shorts and a black tee-shirt.

"Dad's coming to pick us up at ten o'clock," Luke tells us.

I wonder if Luke's got any underpants on; after the show he gave us
last week I suspect he probably hasn't. We settle down to the game.
Before we know it, it's quarter past eight.

"You guys want a drink?" Josh asks casually.

Unsurprisingly there are no refusals. Josh goes through to the
kitchen and returns with the cans of lager. I watch to see the other
guys' reaction. They each take a can without a moment's hesitation.
Luke and I settle down on my bed; Ian plops down on the floor by
Josh's bed and takes a long swig.

We start chatting about this and that; after a while Josh gets the
stuff out and starts building a spliff. There's no reaction at all;
they're both totally unfazed. He lights up, takes a drag and passes
it to me. I take my turn and pass it on to Luke. He's clearly done
this before, taking the sweet-smelling smoke right back. He hands the
spliff back to Josh who gives it straight to Ian. He takes the
longest, deepest drag of any of us; maybe he's not as innocent as I
thought! In one way it's not a total surprise; Ian's the kid who's
always up for anything; it's his way of dealing with being smaller
than the rest of us, being that much cheekier, that much more daring.
So will he be up for what's going to happen next? I'm about to find
out. If it wasn't for the lager and the draw I'd be shaking like a
leaf. Josh slides down onto the floor and runs his fingers up and
down Ian's leg.

It's like being in a car accident, just before the actual impact when
you know you're going to crash. A fraction of a second seems to last
for several minutes, all the events of your life, good and bad, but
mainly bad, flashing in front of you. Then you do crash and the
spell's broken; time runs at its proper speed again. So what's going
to break this spell? Will it be Ian screaming at Josh to leave him
alone?

I'm jerked back to reality: I've got Luke all over me. He whispers in
my ear.

"Ian and I do this all the time!"

I don't know what I did expect to happen, but it certainly wasn't
this! I've known these kids for so long and I didn't have a clue! I
push my hand up inside Luke's shorts. I was right about the lack of
underpants, my hand running right over his hard six-inch cock.

"You've got no pants on again, like when we were at your place!" I
whisper. "When your shorts got wet we could see everything!"

He grins. "Yeah, I know! When we go on holiday, I always used to play
on the beach naked, right up until, you know! Tim and Zak still do. I
get a buzz having people looking at my dick."

I glance across the room; Josh and Ian are already down to their
underwear. Barely ten seconds later the four of us are stark naked.
Luke and I get back onto my bed, our legs dangling over the side;
Luke's hard cock has swollen to a little over six inches. He slides a
finger up my crack, finds my pucker and pushes right into my ass.

"Have you been fucked?" he whispers.

I nod, grinning at him.

"Josh?"

I nod again.

"Shit, man! That is so cool! Can I fuck you?"

I place my lips right by his ear.

"Yeah, but I want to give you a blow-job first!"

I take hold of his beautiful cock.

"Have you fucked Ian?" I ask.

He shakes his head. "No. Tried to once, but it wouldn't go in! It was
really hurting him too, so I had to stop."

I glance across the room. Ian's standing in front of Josh, who's
sitting on the edge of the bed sucking the kid's stiff little dick. I
lean across, take Luke's cock into my mouth and set to work. It's the
perfect size; I take it right down to the base, rubbing my nose in
his pubes, then come back up and give the small, shiny head a serious
licking.

"Ooh! That's so cool! Wicked!" he moans, hardly able to breathe.

I slow right down; I don't want him cumming yet! Now my cock's wet. I
reach down; mussed-up hair covered in gel. This is too wild! The
cheeky angel is kneeling between my legs sucking me off! Ian and I
pull off at the same moment.

"Nice cock!" Ian says approvingly, giving me his cheekiest grin.

"Yours is pretty cool too!" I tell him. "So why are you so shy in the
changing rooms?"

"Don't like people seeing me getting a stiffy!" he responds curtly.
"Didn't know you guys were into this!"


He fondles my cock. "You can fuck me if you want," he says as though
it's the most routine thing in the world. "I can't handle these two
monsters; Luke nearly killed me when he tried it. You can do it
though!"

I hesitate. I love it when Josh fucks me; I want Luke to fuck me as
well. I've never even thought about doing it to anyone else.

"Go for it, Greg!" Luke says gently.
He's made the decision for me; I can't bottle out now. After the way
Josh's done it to me I know what to do. I wonder if Luke did. Maybe
he tried it with Ian lying on his tummy. We get Ian positioned over
the chair. Josh hands me the tube of gel. I put some on my fingers
and start working it into him. Josh's right; Ian is very, very cute!
I slowly pull my fingers out and guide my cock onto his pucker. One
quick thrust and it goes right into him. Luke inhales sharply.

"Wow! That's brilliant! Do it Greg!"

I don't need any encouragement. Ian's bum is so hot and tight,
gripping my cock like a vice. I slide my hand round and fondle his
dick; he's kept his hard-on, same as I did. I set to work, fucking
him harder and harder till I scarcely know which day of the week it
is. I love having guys do it to me, but this is the wildest ever!
Suddenly Ian's bum grips my cock like it was trying to break it off.
A moment later his cock jerks violently in my hand. That tidal wave
hits me again, only now I'm standing up the effect is even crazier.
I'm shaking all over, trying desperately to stay on my feet. I thrust
my whole length into Ian's bum as my balls fire into action, sending
spunk hurtling through my cock and exploding over and over and over
into Ian's ass, like it's going to go on forever. The muscle spasms
stop almost as abruptly as they started. I've cum so much my balls
ache. I take a deep breath and slowly pull out.

"Oh wow! That was fantastic!" I gasp, still struggling to get my
breath back.

"Yeah!" Luke says eagerly. He runs his hands down my back; it's
soaked in perspiration. "I loved watching you do it!" he continues.
"I want to fuck you now!"

Josh's  got his arm round Ian's shoulder, gently leading him back  to
the bed on his side of the room, whispering something into his ear. I
could  take up the position Ian's just vacated, but then it hits  me.
Luke  isn't as big as Josh; this time I will be able to take it lying
on my tummy, with Luke right on top of me. That's what I want!

I  throw one pillow into the middle of the bed, the other one down to
the foot. I get on the bed; I lie face down with one pillow under  my
hips  and  my head down where I put the other one so I can  see  what
Josh and Ian are up to. I spread my legs wide apart. Luke covers  his
fingers  in  gel and pushes them right into my ass. He  slowly  pulls
them  out and gets down on top of me. I feel his cock, hard and  hot,
pressing  against  my pucker. In one movement he's right  inside  me.
Across  in the far corner of the room, Josh's lying on his  bed  with
Ian  kneeling  right over him, sucking him off. I can hardly  believe
it; Ian can get further down on him than I can! He must have it right
down  his  throat! Josh's up on his elbows, licking my spunk  out  of
Ian's  ass. It's the wildest, horniest thing I'll ever see. I  reckon
Luke  must be watching them too; he's fucking me like a wild  animal,
his  hot  breath  filling my nostrils, his firm,  perspiration-soaked
body  pressed against mine. He might not be as big as Josh, but doing
it  like this makes it the wildest fuck yet, my cock's throbbing like
crazy.

I continue to watch, waiting for the inevitable. After thirty seconds
I get my reward. Josh's cock jerks violently in Ian's mouth, firing a
big  wad  of  spunk down the kid's throat. Ian pulls his  head  back,
Josh's exploding cock escaping from between his lips. A second wad of
spunk splashes into his face, followed by a third. Moments later it's
Luke's turn to cum, gripping my shoulders as he unloads into my  bum.
He lies there gasping for half a minute or so then gently slides out.
"Wow,  Greg!" he breathes. "That was wicked! I never thought anything
could  feel  better  than Ian sucking me off, but  that  beat  it  by
miles!"

I  give  him a big smile, pat his butt and head off to the  bathroom.
Ian's already there.

"Christ!"  he says, grinning. "Josh cums gallons! Nearly  choked  me!
And  him  licking the spunk out like that! That was wild!" He frowns,
feeling his butt. He looks uncomfortable. "I reckon you cum more than
Luke does!" he concludes.

"Are you okay?" I ask, sitting on the toilet.

"Yeah! Just a bit sore." He grins "It was wicked while you were doing
it though!"

I  glance  across. His cock is still rock hard. I lick  my  lips.  He
moves  round in front of me, allowing me to take it between my  lips.
It  feels  totally different from sucking a big one  like  Josh's  or
Luke's, smoother, more delicate; just as exciting though! In a matter
of  seconds  he's  fucking my mouth. I put my left  hand  around  his
thigh, my right hand sliding between his legs and gently moving up so
I can tickle his cute little balls. I hear his breathing start to get
ragged  and  feel his legs tense up. A moment later  his  cock  jerks
violently, hitting the roof of my mouth. After a few seconds he stops
moving. I let him go and look up.

"Did you cum again when Luke fucked you?" he asks, grinning.

I  shake  my  head. He kneels down and takes my cock right  into  his
mouth. He sets to work. He's amazingly good at this; his head bobbing
up  and  down, his fingers playing with my balls, the sensations  are
unbelievable. I was sure I wouldn't be able to cum a second time, but
I'm going to. I'm shaking all over; I hold his head as little jets of
spunk squirt into his mouth. He swallows it all and lets me go.

"Not  bad for a second shot!" he says, grinning up at me. "That's  as
much as Luke cums the first time!"

We  finish cleaning ourselves up and make our way back to the bedroom
to  get  dressed.  Josh and Luke have already  got  the  place  tidy;
they've even thrown the empty lager cans into next door's dustbin  so
mum  won't  find  them. We get back to the computer  game  almost  as
though nothing's happened. Just after ten o'clock the doorbell rings.
I answer it; it's Luke's dad. I take him through to our bedroom where
Josh  and Ian are still playing on the computer, hoping I don't  look
nervous.

"You lads look like you've had a good night!" he says, smiling.

"Yeah! It's been cool!" Luke responds nonchalantly. "Great game!"

Luke  and Ian say their goodbyes and the three of them head out  into
the  night. Luke's dad never noticed a thing. But why should he?  All
he saw was a bunch of ordinary kids playing computer games.


                     copyright Paul Francis 2004