This is a true account of an experience I had back in 1966. Although a law
was broken because I was a minor I look back at this as a valuable
experience and I feel lucky that it happened to me. I would never reveal
the true names of the participants for any reason.

Cousins Dale and Bob

I had never met my cousin Dale before. In fact I didn't know that I had a
cousin named Dale until my mom told me that he would be at my aunt's house
when we visited her that afternoon. My elderly aunt lived in the country in
a big old farm house on a gravel road. I had not been there in a couple of
years and wasn't looking forward to visiting with old folks and some
country cousin but mom said that I was going and that was that. I piled
into the car with my brother and sisters and I stared out the window
thinking of the fun I could have if I stayed home, alone. I had hoped to go
to the woods where I kept a stash of men's underwear pictures and jack off
until my dick was sore. I was thirteen and the opportunities for real porn
were non-existent so I made do with what I had.

 We arrived at the farm house and my aunt told us to come on in. "Here's
someone for you to say howdy to. This is your cousin." I nearly fell
out. Dale was really cute. His family had moved from the next county to a
house just a quarter of a mile down the gravel road from our aunt. He was
twelve but nearly as tall as me and he had straight black hair and a really
nice smile.

He was a little shy, like me, but he asked me,"do you want to go for a walk
down by the creek?"

I said sure, glad to have a chance to be alone with him. We wandered away
from the prying eyes of my siblings and began to look for salamanders and
crawfish in the creek. As we talked about our schools and the friends we
had there I was growing more and more attracted to him. Since he didn't go
to my school and didn't know any of my friends I thought it would be safe
enough to try something. Finally I opted for a clumsy but effective
approach. I was so horny that I couldn't come up with any smooth moves so I
said, "hey, look over there!" pointing toward the road. Once his back was
to me I put my arms around his waist and hugged him to me. He laughed until
I slid my hand under his belt and into his jeans. I grabbed his cock firmly
and with the other hand I started working on his zipper. It only took a
couple of seconds to free his fat uncut dick but he was saying,"stop,
don't. No, wait. Let's go behind the hill where nobody can see us." I
thought I had made a mistake until I heard his sensible suggestion. We
raced over the hill top and in the tall, warm grass we quickly took off our
clothes. The sun was shining and the sky was blue and I had my first naked
boy in front of me. Life just couldn't get any better.

 We stood looking at each other, uncertain just what to do, and checking
out each others bodies. Dale asked if I could cum yet and I told him that I
had been cumming for more than a year. He told me that he had just started
being able to himself but he sure liked doing it. Neither of us had any
pubic hair or other body hair. I was circumcised and since Dale wasn't I
wanted to explore his dick more closely. He was about an inch bigger then
me in the meat department but my balls were larger. I suggested that we lay
down on our clothes so that I could check out his tool. He said that it
felt good when I pulled the skin back like that and asked me to stroke
him. "Will you jack me off?" he asked. "I'll do you after that if you
will".

I said that I would love to jack his cock for him and while I was doing it
I took another chance and slipped my mouth over it. It tasted sort of spicy
but good and it felt just right being in my mouth. In fact I felt just
right sucking on it; sort of complete. "What are you doing?" Dale said in a
surprised voice."Are you a queer?"

 "I guess so," I said. "Do you want me to stop?"

 "No, that's O.K. You can suck it if you want to. It feels real good."

Something occurred to me. "Don't cum in my mouth," I told him and went back
to sucking again. I could swallow the entire length and I closed my eyes
and enjoyed the moment. Dale made soft, contented noises as I worked him
over. "Hey, I'm getting about there," he warned me so I stopped. I had not
tasted cum yet and thought that it might taste gross. "Do you want me to
suck on yours some?" he asked.

 I told him that I would like to see what it felt like if he didn't
mind. He gingerly held my cock and tried to do what I had done to
him. Perhaps he was just too inexperienced or not into it but I realized
that I liked sucking better than being sucked. After a while he stopped and
we began to talk some more while still stroking each others dicks. Dale
said,"one of my friends at school let me cornhole him last week. Do you
want me to cornhole you?"

 "What does it feel like?" I asked. I had put my finger in there plenty of
times but had never really thought about being fucked by a dick.

 "My friend really liked it. I liked doing it, too. It felt good to cum in
someone like that. Kind of different."

 "What do I have to do?"

 "Just roll over and I'll spit on it. Then it'll go in real easy."

 He was right. There was no pain or discomfort at all. I liked the
sensation immediately and told him so. Of course our dicks were probably
only about five inches long so that made it easier. Dale fucked me fast and
hard, sort of jacking off in my ass and soon he stopped and said,"guess
what. I just shot my cum in you." He laughed. I smiled and when he took his
dick out I was kind of sorry that it was over so soon. I jacked off and he
watched because he wanted to see how far I would shoot. A couple of drops
landed on my neck and he was impressed by that.

 It was strange that I had not wanted to come on this trip and now I didn't
want to go home. I could hear my brother calling for me and told Dale that
I had to leave. He wanted me to try to come back as soon as I could and I
promised that I would.



 I pestered my family to visit my aunt again and finally, a month later
they said that we could. I called Dale and told him that we would be there
on Saturday and would be staying for supper so we would have plenty of time
to play. He said he would be ready. This time when we got there Dale's
parents and sister were there, too. He seemed kind of nervous and suggested
that we go to his house since his folks were not there. Not suspecting
anything I walked down the road with him and we went to his bedroom. I was
disappointed when I saw that someone else was there. A grown-up. Dale said,
"uh, this is my brother Bob. I hope you don't care but I told him about
you. He wanted me to bring you over." I looked at Bob, not understanding
what Dale meant, and thought that he was handsome for someone who had to be
about twenty or so.

 Bob looked at me and said, "so, Dale tells me you like to get cornholed. I
told him that I'd fuck your ass for you since you like it so much." My jaw
dropped and I think I almost ran for the door but Bob grabbed me and
started tugging at my clothes. "Hold his legs, Dale, so I can get him
naked!", Bob ordered. Dale held onto my legs as I struggled to get free. I
was suddenly scared. But, Bob was big and strong and in no time he had me
stark naked in front of them. He picked me up and put me on the bed,
telling Dale to sit on me while he got his pants off. I was pinned and
watched helplessly as Bob stripped. I knew that he was turned on by what he
was about to do to me because his dick was hard as a rock. It was jutting
about nine inches in front of him and slapping against his belly. To my
frightened eyes it look to be a couple of feet long. I could see the family
resemblance between them and wondered if Dale's dick would get to be that
big. Bob reached to the top of the dresser and got a jar of Vaseline. He
scooped out a big gob and started shoving his greasy fingers into my
asshole. I squealed and almost got away but he threw himself on top of me
and started trying to get into my ass. Suddenly he slipped some of it
inside me and I really yelled. Bob hit me on the side of my head and told
me to just shut up. My eyes filled with tears as he pushed his big man
sized dick into my little boy size hole with one long shove. He had a big
patch of pubic hair and I could feel it tickling my ass cheeks so I knew
that I had the whole thing inside me. Then he began sawing in and out with
long slow strokes. He groaned about how good it felt and how glad he was to
have a faggot cousin. He kept telling me that he hoped I appreciated how
good he was fucking me and made me tell him how much I liked it. I could
hardly talk but another blow to the head loosened my tongue and I babbled
some things about how good it felt. He made me call myself a cocksucking
faggot and tell him I was lucky to have a man like him fucking my ass for
me. Soon I couldn't talk because he started pounding my ass really hard. He
almost knocked the wind out of me. We were bouncing on the mattress and I
thought the bed would break. He started chanting," fuck, fuck, fuck..." as
he shot his cum into my burning hole. After he caught his breath he pulled
out and got up. Our sweating bodies stuck together a little. I started to
sit up and wipe my eyes but he put his foot on my back and shoved me back
down. "Dale, get up on there and take a turn. Fuck him like a man. I want
to see you make the faggot grunt when you fuck him."

 Dale wouldn't even look at my face as he got up on the bed. I knew he was
ashamed of what his brother had done to me but he must have been turned on
at the same time because he really fucked me hard. I did grunt a couple of
times as he rode my ass and Bob told him to go for it. Go harder. While
Dale was screwing me I looked over at Bob. He was grinning at me, smoking a
cigarette and he had a long string of clear cum hanging off the end of his
now soft dick. While I watched, he fondled his cock and began trying to get
another hard-on. I prayed that he wouldn't but after a few minutes it was
as stiff as the first time. As Dale began to fire off his load Bob picked
him up and lifted him out of me. He was still humping the air as a couple
more shots of cum flew out of his dick and landed on my back. Bob said that
I was in luck. He liked my asshole so much he was going to screw me
again. He told Dale to go get him a beer out of the fridge because he was
getting thirsty and that he was going to fuck me for a real long time. He
told me that his second fucks always took longer the first ones so we could
go real slow and I would really enjoy myself this time around. It didn't
hurt as bad as the first one. I guess I was getting used to it by now and
my ass was relaxing some. He still felt like he was filling me up to my
throat but now it started feeling kind of good. I began to moan and he
said,"that's it. You fags are all alike. You start loving it after a
while. You're not the first queer I've screwed and made happy. Now start
moving you ass for me. Hump back against me when I slam it in you. I want
you to show me how much you like it."

 It took me a minute to figure out what he wanted me to do and to get the
rhythm right with him but soon I was bucking like a bitch in heat. I was
making loud noises and telling him to fuck me harder and faster. It felt
fantastic and I couldn't get enough. He fucked me for an hour before
filling me up with another load. I made Dale get in front of me so I could
suck his dick and get him hard again. I needed another cock in me. Dale was
glad that I wasn't mad at him and as he slipped back into my ass, Bob got
dressed and left. When Dale finished I rolled over and jacked off. Perhaps
it was because I was so turned on or because of those cocks hitting against
my prostate but I had never had such a large and powerful orgasm. Dale was
amazed when he saw how much cum landed on my chest and face. Some even got
on the wall behind the headboard.
 

 About two weeks later I walked to the mailbox and a car pulled up and
began to slow down as it approached. I looked to see if it was someone I
knew and was surprised to see Bob behind the wheel. He stopped and opened
the passenger door telling me to get in. Of course I did. He told me to
open the glove compartment and there I saw a jar of Vaseline. "Where's a
dirt road we can go park on where no one will see us?" he asked. I gave him
the directions and smiled as I rubbed my stiff dick.