Date: Tue, 30 Nov 2010 18:23:00 +0200 From: Tristan Deveraux Subject: Sweet Temptations Author's note: This is a fantasy I've had in my head for a while and finally decided to put onto paper. It is a story about a man and two young boys having fun together. I do not condone the events in this story. As I said, this is a fantasy, and it is in fantasy that such things should stay. Let me know your thoughts on the story: zanatio@hotmail.com I was 17 when my older cousin Shaun and his girlfriend Bev had a son, Dustin. Shaun and Bev had been together for a number of years, though they'd never married, and this was his first child, and her third. The first time I saw Dustin was a few months later, at the annual family Christmas get-together, and he was pretty much like any other baby and of little interest to me. I saw him now and again over the next few years, mainly at family functions, but never really paid him much attention. When Dustin was 9, Shaun started drinking and gambling, which, needless to say, caused a great deal of strain on his relationship with Bev. Finally she decided she'd had enough and booted him out, keeping Dustin and her two other kids with her. When that happened, my heart went out to her kids, especially Dustin, because not only had their family unit been shattered, but his dad had effectively turned away from him, preferring to spend time at the slot machines and the bar than with his own son. At that time I was 26 and just getting my feet wet in the business world, but since I was single and still lived with my parents, I could afford to splash out a bit and decided that I wanted to help Dustin. I started taking him out to movies and arcades and carnivals, infrequently at first, but more often as we got to know each other better. He was a very active and energetic boy, often dashing around from one place to the next, and he struggled to sit still for even a few minutes. After the first few outings I started to wonder if maybe I'd made a mistake, since clearly I had my hands very full with him, but his enthusiasm and his boyish charm and particularly the gratitude I saw in his eyes and felt in his arms when he hugged me goodbye made it all worthwhile. More years passed, and Dustin turned 13. He'd survived childhood relatively unscathed and now faced the difficult teenage years and all they brought with them: the increased desire for independence, the slow realization that maybe girls aren't so yucky, and of course the confusion of puberty. But he was still a rather small boy, still very bubbly and active and childish, and if it wasn't for the subtle deepening of his voice and the barely noticeable change in his height, you'd think he was still only 10 years old! And in spite of the lack of obvious physical changes, in spite of his young age, I was, much to my confusion, finding myself more and more attracted to him! I'm gay, though I never revealed that little detail to Dustin or his mom because I felt it would make things between us awkward, and I didn't want that, especially when Dustin really enjoyed being with me and I enjoyed being a positive role model to him. But I never thought that I'd start developing an attraction to him! He was a fairly average boy with golden brown hair and light green eyes and probably stood no more than 5 feet tall. His most noticeable feature was probably his ears, which stuck out a fair amount from his head, almost like an elephant's. He said he was teased at school because of his ears, but I thought they actually made him look even cuter. And as I said, I was beginning to find him really cute indeed! I'd never had any attractions towards anyone younger than 20, not since I was that age myself, so this attraction to Dustin was rather worrying. I'd had a number of experiences with men and found them to be quite enjoyable and satisfying, but somehow the idea of being with Dustin in an intimate way was becoming more and more exciting. I started wondering what he looked like naked, if his deepening voice were indeed the only sign that he was entering puberty, if he knew what masturbation was and indeed if he even knew how sex worked. He's always been a very na‹ve boy and his innocence was part of the reason I enjoyed being with him so much. But was he really as innocent as I thought? My thoughts were enticing but at the same time worrying. The last thing I wanted was for this strange attraction to a boy who was practically a nephew to me to become public knowledge! I was fairly sure that were I to try anything with him he'd end up telling his mom, such was his relationship with her, and she'd then kill me, at the very least! But the lustful thoughts and the desires to see him naked, to see his 13-year old penis, to touch his tender, hairless flesh, were becoming more and more difficult to resist. One Friday morning, not long after my 30th birthday, I got a call from Bev. She was going on a date the following night and, while she felt Dustin was old enough to be home alone, she'd decided she wanted someone to 'babysit' him because he'd invited a buddy for a sleepover and she needed someone there to make sure the boys stayed out of mischief. Neither of Dustin's older siblings, who were both in their early twenties and had moved out of home already, were available, so Bev had asked a friend of hers to help out. Unfortunately, Bev's friend had to cancel at the last minute as her dad had suddenly fallen ill and she had to rush off to be with him. Bev wasn't prepared to leave the two boys alone and had told Dustin that his friend wouldn't be able to come over, but he begged her to ask me if I could babysit his friend and him. So, in a very apologetic voice, she asked if it was at all possible for me to step in and watch the two boys until she got back. I agreed almost immediately; I wasn't about to disappoint Dustin, not if I could help it. And the prospect of seeing not one but two 13 year old boys in just their pyjamas or less was incredibly exciting, so much so that my dick twitched at the thought! Bev thanked me profusely then hung up, and I immediately began to look forward to the following night, my mind already conjuring up images of what I hoped I'd get to see. At 6:15 the following evening I headed off to Bev's house. She stayed on the other side of the city, so it was a good 30 minute drive to her. I spent most of those 30 minutes with a permanent erection as I pictured Dustin and his friend in my mind. Would they sleep shirtless, I wondered. It was late spring so it was certainly warm enough that a sleep top wasn't necessary. What would his friend look like? Would they sleep in the same bed? Needless to say, I was pretty horny by the time I arrived at Bev's! I forced those thoughts to one side as I turned into the driveway. I climbed out my car, locked it, then pressed Bev's doorbell. I heard running feet inside, then the door opened and Dustin peeked out at me, beaming. "Tristan!" he exclaimed then threw his arms around me and hugged me fiercely. I smiled at his affection and hugged him back. "Hi Tristan," his mom said from behind him. I looked up to see her with a weary smile on her face. She was wearing a stunning crimson dress and was putting on her earrings as she spoke. "Thanks so much for coming." "No problem," I told her as I extricated myself from Dustin's embrace then tousled his hair. "Dustin, let Tristan come in." She looked tired, and she'd not even left the house yet! The boy scampered back into the entry hall and I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. "Long day?" I asked Bev. "You have no idea," she replied. "Those two have been going crazy the whole day." "Well at least now you can relax!" I said with a smile. "Come and meet Scott!" Dustin interrupted, and with that he grabbed my hand and started pulling me down the hall. "Dustin, slow down!" his mom called after us. I could hear in her voice that she'd said that many times already. "Sorry mom," he called back and slowed down a little bit, but not much. He led me past the kitchen to the dining room, where he and his friend were busy eating dinner. "Scott, this is Tristan, he's my cousin. Tristan, this is my friend Scott." Scott, his mouth full of hamburger, waved a french fry at me. He swallowed noisily, then asked Dustin, "Dude, how can he be your cousin? He looks 20 years older than you!" I smirked at his remark. "17 years older, actually," I told him. "We're second cousins. His dad is my cousin." "Oh," Scott nodded in understanding. While Dustin went back to his seat I took a moment to check Scott out. He was clearly older than Dustin and definitely a young teenager. He had gel in his hair and a small stud in his left ear. His features were more chiseled than Dustin's, and I could see in the intensity of his grey-blue eyes that he was a no-holds-barred kid who already knew his way around the world pretty well. "We were talking about which of Ben 10's aliens was the most deadly," Dustin explained as he grabbed a handful of fries and started munching on them. He always had that ability to make you feel like you'd been part of the conversation since the beginning. "I said Ripjaws, but Scott said Wildmutt." "Dustin, don't talk with your mouth full," Bev said as she came up behind me. "Srwy m'm," Dustin replied with his mouth closed. "Ok boys, finish your burgers then you can play some XBox. And remember to wash your hands first!" The boys scarfed down the remainder of their burgers and most of their chips then ran off to the bathroom. "Good luck," Bev said to me once they'd gone. "I think Dustin OD'ed on the sugar again." "He didn't have cotton-candy again, did he?" I asked with a smile. "No, thank God! Just three Cokes and a bag of jelly-beans." "Oh that's ok. He'll have passed out by 10 no problem!" "Hah! Here's hoping! They must be in bed by 10:30 though. Scott's dad is taking them to the zoo at 9 tomorrow." "Wow, busy weekend!" "Yeah." A horn honked outside. "Ok I gotta go. Thanks again for volunteering for this, Tristan." "No problem," I told her. "I'm sure the boys'll be fine." As I finished speaking, Dustin and Scott came racing out the bathroom and headed for the lounge and its waiting XBox. "Dustin, will you please slow down!" his mom called in exasperation after him. "I'm going now, come say goodbye." While Scott fired up the XBox, Dustin came trotting back and gave his mom a big hug and a kiss. "Be good for Tristan now, understand? If he tells me you've been naughty, you'll be grounded for a week!" "I'll be good, mom, I promise!" It was hard not to believe Dustin's pledge, especially with his innocent face and twinkling eyes. "Bedtime at 10:30. Remember you've got to get up early for the zoo tomorrow." She gave him another squeeze. "Bye honey, I love you." "Love you too mom." She gave me one last smile then headed out the door. I closed it behind her, then drew in and let out a deep breath. The night had begun. The next few hours passed by pretty uneventfully, much to my relief. Dustin and Scott spent most of the time sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the tv playing together on the XBox while I sat on the sofa behind them reading a book I'd brought along. I didn't get much reading done, though, since the boys were forever commenting to each other and to me on their gaming exploits and laughing and nudging each other. And I found myself stealing glances at their bodies at regular intervals, too. Scott looked pretty good from the back, with his hair tickling the nape of his neck and his shirt lifting up every now and then to expose the soft creamy skin on his lower back. Eventually I gave up on my book, let my imagination go and fantasized about what Scott must look like from the front with nothing on. Clearly the idea that such thoughts were wrong had been dispelled a while ago! At 9:30 I told the boys that it was time they got ready for bed. They argued, as kids do, and I gave them 10 more minutes together before commanding first Dustin and then Scott to grab a shower and change into their pyjamas. Dustin was in the shower for barely 5 minutes and came out with wet hair and pink, shiny skin. He was wearing a set of checkered sleep shorts and plain blue sleep shirt. I especially loved seeing his bare feet and wished I could rub them and then rub the rest of him. I told him to go and dry his hair with the hair dryer while Scott went and took his shower. I contemplated 'accidentally' walking in on Scott while he was getting dressed after his shower, but decided not to. Dustin came back half a minute later, anyway, but I sent him back to the hair dryer when I ran a hand through his hair and found it still wet. Finally Dustin got his hair mostly dry and plopped himself back in front of the tv. Scott came back a few minutes later, and my jaw almost dropped when I saw him. He wasn't wearing a top and his chest and stomach were tight and pretty well muscled, his skin also shiny from the shower. His calves and thighs were also developed and I wondered what sort of activities he did to get such defined muscles. He had a pair of silky black boxer shorts on that didn't leave much to the imagination; in fact his boyhood bulged quite prominently at the front of his shorts. I licked my lips involuntarily. I heard Scott chuckle and when I looked up I saw he was smirking at me. I was busted! My cheeks burned and I turned away. He didn't say anything, fortunately, and joined Dustin back at the XBox. I let them play till 10:15 then told them it was time for bed. Again they protested so I let them play for another ten minutes, then put my foot down and turned off the tv. They got up, Scott giving me a bit of a strange look as he did so, and headed off to the bathroom to empty their bladders and brush their teeth. I went to Dustin's bedroom and blew up the inflatable mattress that Scott would be sleeping on, then covered it with a sheet and tossed a pillow and blanket on top. I'd been disappointed when I found out that they'd not be sleeping in the same bed, but at least I could still pretend they were in the same bed in my fantasies. After blowing up the mattress, I sat down on Dustin's bed and waited for the boys to finish in the bathroom. A few minutes later Dustin came bounding into the room and, seeing me on his bed, gave an Indian war-cry and launched himself at me. I twisted and grabbed him in mid-air, sending him sprawling face-first onto the bed. In a flash he'd turned over onto his back, but I'd already jumped on top of him and straddled him. I held his arms down while he struggled to get free. "Scott, help me!" he cried as his friend came into the room. I glanced over my shoulder and saw Scott cross his arms and laugh. He made no move to help Dustin. I managed to maneuver both Dustin's arms so that I could hold them with one hand, then with the other I started tickling him. He squirmed under me, laughing hysterically and begging me to stop. Finally I relented and stopped tickling him. Tears were streaming down his cheeks and it took a good few seconds for him to stop laughing. While I waited, I noticed that my groin was positioned directly above his; had I been naked, my nuts would be lying comfortably on his penis. My eyes darted to his waist and I saw a very definite bulge. The thought of our groins touching sent a thrill through me and I felt my own penis begin to grow, so I climbed off him before he could notice. "Ok guys, into bed," I told them. Dustin got to his feet then enveloped me in one of his signature huge hugs. "Thanks for being here Tristan," he said into my chest. "You're welcome buddy," I replied. He let me go then hopped back onto his bed and slid under the covers. I stepped back so that Scott could lie down onto the inflatable mattress. Once he was snuggled up I went back to Dustin and stroked his hair, then on impulse gave him a kiss on his forehead. "Sleep tight," I whispered to him. "I will," he replied with a smile. I turned to look at Scott on the floor. He was giggling, probably thinking how sissy- like it was to get a goodnight kiss. "You also want one?" I asked him with a grin. In reply, Scott jokingly puckered his lips. After I'd bent down and kissed him on the mouth, he realized that his joke had backfired. "Ew, gross!" he said, wiping his hand across his mouth. I just smiled at him. "Sleep tight, sweetheart," I said in a high-pitched voice. He just glowered at me. I made my voice serious again. "I'm going to come back in 10 minutes to make sure you're asleep, ok? And if you're not asleep, I'll bash you over the head until you are. You've got to be up at 7:30 tomorrow, and I don't think your mom will be too happy if she has to drag you out of bed because you're too tired to get up." I turned and switched off the light. "Night guys." "Night," came the two replies. I went back to the lounge and collapsed onto the couch, then slipped my hand into my pants and made some serious re-adjustments. I couldn't believe how turned-on I was by the two boys! When I pulled my hand out my pants my fingers were slick with pre-cum. I was just glad that the night was over, because there were a few moments where I thought I'd lose all self-control and rip Scott's tight boxers off his hot young body! While it was an incredibly enticing thought, I was still very wary of the boys reacting badly to any advances I made, so I was glad that I'd managed to keep myself in check. Ten minutes later I went back to Dustin's bedroom to check on the boys. Both seemed to be asleep, so I breathed a sigh of relief and went back to the lounge. I checked my watch; it was 10:40. Bev had said she wouldn't be back till at least 1, so I had plenty of time to watch at least one of the DVDs I'd brought with me. I selected one of my favourites, the animated 'How To Train Your Dragon', and hit the play button. About 15 minutes into the movie I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned and saw Dustin standing in the doorway. His hair was disheveled, but somehow it made him look even cuter. "I can't sleep," he said. I paused the movie. "You were sleeping fine earlier," I pointed out. "Yeah, but Scott started snoring and he woke me up." I laughed. "Really?" "Yeah, it's real loud." "Oh. Well I don't think there's much we can do about Scott." His face fell. "How about I get you a glass of warm milk?" I suggested. "That always helps me sleep." "Ok." I got up and headed to the kitchen, Dustin following quietly behind me. I hoped he hadn't noticed the sudden major erection I was sporting, an erection that had sprung up as soon as I saw him again in his sleep shirt and tight pants. I tried not to think of how he was barefoot; somehow the idea of him being barefoot was turning me on even more. I mentally slapped myself and tried to think of something else as I poured some milk into a glass and put it into the microwave for a few seconds. When the machine beeped I retrieved the glass then offered it to Dustin. He grabbed it in both hands and finished the milk in one long gulp, leaving a white mustache on his upper lip when he was done. Without even thinking I wiped the mustache away with my thumb, causing him to smile. "Can I sit with you for a while?" he asked me. "Ok, but not for too long. It's already almost 11." I took the glass from him and put it in the sink, then we headed back to the lounge. I sat down on the couch and Dustin collapsed right next to me, almost right on top of me actually. He immediately pulled his legs up and snuggled up against me, then pulled my right arm around him and lay his head against my shoulder with a contented sigh. With a speed that amazed me, my erection came back to full mast as my body registered just how close Dustin was to me. One of his knees was touching my thigh, his left hand was actually resting on my thigh, and I felt his breath on my neck. I shifted my hips in an attempt to make my erection less obvious, but it didn't really work. I had no idea if Dustin noticed it or not. "What are you watching?" he asked sleepily. "How To Train Your Dragon," I replied, trying hard to keep my voice steady. "That's a cool movie. I've seen it three times." "Wow, nice." "Which dragon is your favourite?" "Definitely the Night Fury." "Mine too." He was quiet for a little while, then said, "My dad hasn't hugged me in a long time." His voice was soft and a little sad. "I'm sorry to hear that," I said. "I like it when you hold me." I smiled at him and squeezed him tighter. He lapsed into silence, so I unpaused the movie and tried to concentrate on it. It was hard, because every little movement that Dustin made sent shivers down my spine. I was still trying to come to terms with the situation I suddenly found myself in. Here I was with the young boy who had so quickly become the sole focus of all my fantasies cuddled up beside me. I had my arm around him! I could feel his soft breath on my neck! Sure I'd hugged him many times before and he'd sat on my lap with my arms around him a few times too, but this was different somehow. It all seemed quite surreal. And he'd said that he liked it when I held him. Wow. Then it hit me: I might finally be able to fulfill my fantasy. If he fell asleep here next to me, I might just be able to take a peek inside his pants, maybe even touch him. My heart hammered at the thought. It was too risky! If he woke up suddenly with my hand in his pants, I was dead meat. Still, if I was careful enough, maybe he wouldn't wake. I agonized over whether or not to take the risk while on the TV screen Hiccup and Toothless slowly got to know each other. When I watched Hiccup take a huge risk and reach his hand out to touch the dragon's head, I decided I would also take a risk. I might never get this chance again, I reasoned. The fact that Dustin was still so affectionate at his age was very unusual. He might suddenly become a teenager overnight and want nothing more to do with me. I had to do it. I took a deep breath. Then, very gently, I pressed my fingers against his arm. No reaction. I grow bolder and started moving my fingers around. At the same time, I softly whispered his name, once, twice, three times. He didn't move. His breathing was soft and regular. He was asleep; the warm milk and my arm around him must've worked. Carefully I moved my arm down his side and rested my palm on his thigh. It was bare, as his position had pulled his shorts up tight against his crotch. I luxuriated in the feel of his satin-smooth skin. Gently I pushed my fingers against his leg as I'd done on his arm, feeling the skin contort as I did so. Still no reaction. I was inches away from the prize. I had to touch it. With painful slowness and shaking fingers, I lifted my hand off his thigh and moved it slightly to the left, then lowered it again. The tip of my index finger grazed his penis and a feeling like an electric shock went through me. I lifted my hand again and turned it a little more, then lowered it. Success. My four fingers fell across the bulge of his penis. I left my hand there as I tried to make myself believe that I was actually touching Dustin's penis. My entire world was centered on the impulses being transmitted by the nerves in my fingers. It was incredible. But I wanted even more. Moving so slowly that it felt like hours were flying by, I started to bend my fingers, to adjust them so that I was holding Dustin's penis through the fabric of his shorts. Every sense was super-alert as I worked. He remained still and continued to breathe in and out, in and out, the blissful breaths of sleep. Suddenly his penis twitched and I reacted as if stung, my hand flying away from him and my whole body jerking. He muttered something and shuffled about a bit, but there was no sign he'd woken. I let my breath out in a long sigh of relief. As my heart rate slowly came down and my body stopped shaking, I realized that something had changed in the situation. It took me a moment to realize what it was: Dustin's left hand, which had been resting on my thigh when he'd fallen asleep, had shifted onto my groin! He was actually touching my penis! It was obviously inadvertent he was fast asleep, but I was incredibly glad it had happened. His hand didn't move but it still felt amazingly good. I took what had happened as a good sign. Somehow, the idea that he was touching me, even though he was asleep, meant that it was ok for me to return the favour. Emboldened by this, I quickly returned my hand to his groin and let it soak up the sensations of touching him once again. I realized also that the twitch his penis had given earlier and that had nearly given me heart failure must have been the prelude to an erection; he was now fully hard! I couldn't help but wonder what dreams he was having at that moment. I don't know how long I sat like that. It felt like an eternity, but when I glanced at the tv screen to see how far the movie had progressed, I realized it couldn't have been longer than a few minutes. I decided to take things up another level. I wanted to see him. I removed my right hand from his groin and slowly brought my left hand around. Still nervous about waking him, I placed my left hand gently on his stomach and left it there for a little while. Then I turned my hand so that I could grab the waistband of his shorts. The way he was sitting, with his legs pulled up under him and his body angled towards me, made it difficult to find purchase, but I eventually managed to get a grip with my thumb and index finger. My heart had started hammering again, because now I was really going into forbidden territory. But I had to see it. I hardly dared to breathe as I slowly began to pull the waistband back. Dustin shifted slightly and I froze, but he remained asleep. I pulled it up further, a nano-inch at a time, all the while praying that he wouldn't wake up. Finally, I saw the tip. My heart raced. I pulled the waistband back further, revealing his precious jewel almost one cell at a time. The tip became a foreskin, tight against his glans; that answered the question about whether or not he was cut! His purple head just peeped out from behind its sheath of skin. Further back I went, and slowly the tube of flesh that I'd only felt with my fingers just minutes before was becoming visible to me. It was beautiful. Slender, but long, longer than I expected as I kept pulling the waistband back and saw no end to it. Finally I reached his scrotum and pulled the band past his balls. His sack was still wrinkled, but darker than the skin around it, and his nuts were small. There wasn't a hair in sight; he was smooth as glass. For a long time I just stared at his genitals. His erection had started to go down and the glans had been recovered by the foreskin completely, leaving a little point at the end. I guessed he was about 5.5, maybe even 6 inches long, which I thought was quite unusual for his age. His penis wasn't particularly fat, so maybe he'd gained the length but not yet the girth. It didn't really matter, though, for what I saw before me was simply wonderful. I brought my right hand back down and very carefully grabbed his penis. It reacted to my touch instantly and quickly became fully erect again. I ran my thumb over his glans, felt his shaft shiver in response. I squeezed him gently a few times, then ran my fingertips down to his sack and caressed his little balls. My heart was really pumping now and my erection was throbbing painfully in my pants. Who would've guessed that I could get so aroused by touching the small, immature genitals of a boy? Touching a man was nothing like this! I continued stroking his shaft for a while, then I brought my right hand up to my nose and inhaled deeply. The scent of Dustin's most private place filled my nostrils and inflamed my lust even further. I was losing control and I knew it, but I didn't, couldn't, stop. There was just one more thing I had to do, one last thing, then I'd pull his pants back up, carry him back to his bed, tuck him in and pretend that the last few minutes had never happened. I had to taste him. Moving slowly and carefully, I slid forward off the couch while supporting Dustin's body. He mumbled something in his sleep as I lay him gently on his back on the couch and stretched his legs out. His penis was pointing proudly up from his body at about a 70 degree angle, his foreskin fully retracted. His shaft curved very gently towards his stomach and his balls looked very cosy in their sack. I dropped to my knees and, with a quick glance at his face to ensure he was still asleep, leaned my face toward his groin. I grasped the shaft and pointed it towards my mouth, then very gently kissed the tip. The feelings that coursed through me as I gently massaged his glans with my lips were nothing like I'd ever felt before. Then, throwing all caution to the wind, I opened my mouth and engulfed him. And heard a sharp intake of breath. I immediately pulled back and glanced at Dustin's face, my guts already going to ice and my heart exploding in my chest. But his eyes were closed and his chest was still rising and falling in the regular pattern of sleep. Then I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, and I turned around to see Scott standing there staring at me with wide eyes and an open mouth. He'd busted me again. Without a word he took off down the hall towards Dustin's bedroom. I immediately jumped to my feet and followed him, leaving Dustin on the couch with his penis still pointing to the ceiling. When I reached Dustin's bedroom, I found the light on and saw Scott rummaging around in his backpack. He produced a cellphone and immediately started dialing. I rushed over to him and tried to grab the cellphone away from him, but he held onto it tightly. "Hey!" he cried, startled. "Scott, let me explain," I began, but he interrupted me. "You're sick, man! You were giving your own cousin a blowjob! I'm gonna tell his mom and she'll kill you!" "It's not what you think," I said, trying desperately to wrangle my way out of it even though I knew it was hopeless. "What was it then? Sure looked like you were suckin' him!" "I wasn't." I stammered. "He had. Shit!" I was dead. Scott had seen me sucking Dustin's dick. There was no way in hell I could deny it. My heart was starting to hammer ever harder as adrenaline and fear coursed through me. "Please Scott, you can't tell anyone." I was practically begging now. "I'll do anything." That stopped him. He looked over at me, his expression suddenly very mischievous. "Anything?" I nodded yes. "Ok, I think there's something you can do to make me forget what I saw." He lay his cellphone down on the bedside table. "You're one of those paedos, aren't you?" "No! I mean, I've never done anything to a kid before. Oh God." "I saw the way you were checking me out when I came out the shower." Scott's voice dripped with confidence now that he knew he had me in his grasp. "And I sure as hell saw you going down on Dustin!" "I'm not a paedo, it just happened." I was feeling more humiliated by the second as this cocky little 13 year old gave me a dressing down of note. "Well, paedo or not, I know what I saw. And I could see that you enjoyed it. So, in exchange for me not telling anyone what you did, I want you to suck me!" I blinked. "You want me to what?" He ignored my question. "You should still be in the mood seeing how hot you were for Dustin." He grabbed at himself and gave a squeeze. "So what are you waiting for?" "You want me to suck you? Even though you just called me a paedo?" "Guys like you do the best job," he said with a grin, and with that he dropped his pants and casually stepped out of them. His dick sprung up against his belly with a slap. My eyes darted from his eyes to his dick and back again. Was he trying to trap me even further? What would be the point? He already had me for sucking Dustin, so busting me for making a move on him as well didn't make sense. "You know you want to," he said, his voice suddenly deep and lusty and very sexy, and then he lay back on Dustin's bed, waiting for me. I stared at him, my mind reeling from the sudden about-face he'd done. First he was gonna rat on me for buggering around with his sleeping friend, now he was practically inviting me to bugger around with HIM! And the more I stared at him and his throbbing, rock-hard, 13-year old erection, the more I knew he was right: I did want to! So I shook my head then sat on the edge of the bed. Scott watched me as I reached over and grabbed his shaft with my right hand while cupping his full balls with my left, then his eyes rolled back in his head and he let out a moan as I went down on him to the hilt. Scott was definitely more developed than Dustin in the boyhood department. He was cut, but his dick was much fatter than Dustin's, though he was probably the same length, and he fit in my mouth nicely. He had a smattering of dark pubes and his nuts felt decidedly bigger and heavier than Dustin's as I rolled them around. I teased his glans with my tongue, running it all around the mushroom head, while I stroked and squeezed the base of his dick with my fingers. "Mmm," he purred, "yeah, that's awesome, you're really good." He put his hands on my head and pushed me down against his groin. I was forced to release my hand from the bottom of his shaft as I went all the way down, the tip of his dick tickling the back of my throat. I swallowed a few times, letting my throat muscles squeeze his head and he gasped in pleasure. His hands fell away from my head and I started bobbing up and down on his shaft, my lips tight around him, pulling almost off him then diving right back down again. I started rubbing his chest and stomach with both hands, feeling the softness of his skin and the firmness of his muscles. I watched his face as I caressed him, saw a big smile appear when I tweaked his nipples. I ran my hands all over his thighs, prompting him to pull his legs further apart, giving me access to his core. I began to get the feeling that despite his age, Scott was definitely no stranger to this sort of thing, and my suspicions were confirmed when I gently pushed my index finger against his hole and felt it slip smoothly all the way inside, accompanied by a low growl from the boy. I quickly added a second finger, getting a louder moan in response, and started to slide my fingers in and out of him, rubbing against his young prostate with each pass and making his whole body shiver in ecstasy. The combination of my mouth on his nail-hard dick and my fingers working wonders in his ass must've caused some primal instinct to take over, for he started grunting unintelligibly and his hips started bucking as he strove to drive his dick as deep down my throat as he could. I changed the angle of my mouth slightly, letting his dick experience even more pleasure-generating contact with my throat; I'd long ago mastered the art of suppressing the gag-reflex caused by a hard dick pumping in and out of my mouth! His moans became more frantic, his thrusts more powerful, as his climax rapidly approached. He once again grabbed my head and pinned it against his groin, and with one final expert tease of his prostate with my fingertip and of his sensitive glans with my tongue, I took him over the edge. He cried out, a guttural, animal sound, and his whole body rose off the bed. His dick exploded in my mouth, and for a moment I was surprised by the strength of the shots being fired from his dick into my mouth. I recovered quickly and swallowed hungrily, his young semen more watery that what I was used to, but a lot sweeter. His dick pulsed at least seven times before he fell back on the bed with a sigh more content than I'd ever heard from any of my former boyfriends. Then I heard Dustin's voice coming down the hall. "Tristan, why was I lying on the couch with my pants down." I ripped my mouth from Scott's still ejaculating dick, but it was too late. I couldn't believe it! I was busted again! Talk about a night of bad luck! Dustin stood in the doorway, the look on his face almost identical to the one Scott wore when he caught me going down on Dustin. My heart rose into my throat, making me swallow involuntarily, and the taste of Scott's delicious, fresh seed momentarily overwhelmed me. "What were you guys doing?" Dustin asked in a voice barely louder than a whisper. "Come to join the fun, Dustin?" I looked back at Scott who was lying with his arms behind his head and a totally nonchalant look on his face, in spite of the fact that his dick was still semi-hard and there was a small puddle of cum on his belly. It was my turn to stare at him with wide eyes! "Tristan was just giving me a blowjob," Scott continued matter-of-factly, his voice completely cool. "You want one?" Dustin's mouth opened and closed a few times, like a fish out of water, as he tried to make sense of Scott's words and of the scene before him. I waited, too afraid to speak. "That's what he was doing to you earlier, you know. That's why you were lying on the couch with your dick in the air." Dustin looked slightly grossed-out. "He had my willy in his mouth? Why?" "You know how you told me a few weeks ago how great it felt to play with your dick?" Dustin went red as Scott spilled what was obviously something that Dustin wanted to remain a secret between them. "A blowjob is the same kinda thing," Scott continued, "'cept instead of you using your fingers, someone else uses their mouth. And it feels a lot better than just using your fingers! Tristan did it to you because he wanted to make you feel good, and he'd love to pick up where he left off, wouldn't you Tristan?" I looked at Scott, saw the mischievous sparkle in his eye, then looked back at Dustin. My second-cousin was staring at me as if I were an alien. "Dustin," I began, "buddy, Scott's right, I just wanted to make you feel good. But I didn't know if you'd like it which is why I waited till you were asleep." "But you can't really enjoy it when you're asleep, though," Scott chimed in. "It's much better when you're awake." "It is?" Dustin asked, still looking very confused. "Yeah, it is. Trust me dude, let Tristan give you a blowjob, I promise you you'll love it. The one he just gave me was amazing." I watched Dustin's face carefully. If he didn't go for this, if he backed out and decided rather to tell his mom about what he'd seen and about what he now knew I'd done to him, I was dead. "It's REALLY great," Scott whispered enticingly. "It won't hurt, will it?" I had to smile; that was pure Dustin, his innocence and naivety shining through. "Of course not," I told him, encouraged by his response. "I'll be really gentle with you buddy." "And I won't get AIDS or something, will I?" "Definitely not. All you gotta do is lie back, relax, and let me do all the work." "Well." Dustin absent-mindedly fondled himself as he thought about what to do. "Ok," he eventually said. "Great," I said, my heart leaping. I was already looking forward to feeling his long, slender penis between my lips again. I made a mental note to thank Scott for his quick thinking. Dustin shuffled over to the bed and looked dubiously at Scott, who was lying there idly playing with his semi-hard dick and running his fingers through the cum on his belly. Scott scooted over and patted the bed next to him. Then Dustin looked at me and I gave him an encouraging smile and a nod. Very reluctantly, he hooked his thumbs into his shorts and pulled them down and off. I gazed hungrily at his hairless groin and licked my lips in anticipation. "Take your shirt off too," Scott said, and Dustin did so. My young cousin stood naked in front of me, and he was a work of art. He was neither skinny nor fat, though his growing limbs seemed just a little out of proportion to the rest of his body. His skin gleamed in the light, his arms, legs and torso tanned golden-brown from the sun while his groin and hips were a lot lighter. "You're beautiful," I breathed, and he smiled shyly at me. Then he clambered onto his bed and lay down next to his friend. He looked slightly different now that he was awake, and I was far more hesitant this time to touch him, even though he'd pretty much given me permission to do so. Scott got the ball rolling, though. He reached over and grabbed Dustin's dick, making him jump in surprise. "You got a really nice dick, dude." He held it so it was pointing straight up, then held his own up. "Check, yours is longer than mine, and I'm almost a year older than you!" Dustin beamed at the compliment, and I took the opportunity to slide closer to him on the bed. I lay my hand on his thigh, letting him get used to the feeling, then started rubbing it up and down his leg. I loved the feeling of the light fuzz on his legs. He cooed contentedly and his eyes began to close. Scott turned and lay on his side and with his left hand he started fondling Dustin's balls. Then to my surprise he leaned over and put his mouth on Dustin's dick! Dustin's eyes flew open and he almost jumped right off the bed as the surge of electricity from the feeling of the first mouth on his young cock coursed through him. "How was that?" Scott asked. "Wow!" Dustin exclaimed. "That felt awesome!" "I know," Scott said, and he lowered his mouth again, taking more of Dustin's dick in his mouth. Clearly Scott enjoyed giving as much as receiving when it came to all- male sex! Scott bobbed his head up and down a few times, then he said to Dustin, "Let Tristan do you now. He's really good!" Scott backed away and I leaned forward. I gave Dustin another encouraging smile, then I gently grasped his dick and gave it a few strokes. Dustin sighed. I lowered my mouth to his dick and his scent once again filled my senses. He was so young, so fresh, so delectable! Scott's scent had been stronger and more potent, but I preferred the soft, beautiful smell of Dustin's core. I licked his shaft from root to tip and back again, then lapped eagerly at his tight sack. He responded with quiet murmurs of satisfaction that grew louder and more intense as I started tonguing his ultra-sensitive glans. For a few moments I closed my eyes and reveled in the feel of Dustin's 13-year old penis in my mouth. It was nothing like the huge dicks I was used to. It was far softer and more supple than a man's, but his erection was just as solid and it responded to all the tender licks and occasional gentle nibbles in much the same way. I was determined to make this, his first ever blowjob, the most amazing experience he'd ever had. Then I suddenly felt a hand going into my pants and pulling my own dick out! I opened my eyes and pulled off of Dustin to see Scott with a huge grin on his face as he wrapped his hand around my 8 inches and started jacking me with abandon. Dustin's eyes went wide as he caught sight of my much-bigger-than-his erection, then his eyes closed and a look of pure bliss came over him as I went down on him again with renewed enthusiasm. Within moments the sound of three distinct groans of pleasure filled the room. Dustin moaned as I sucked him hard, I moaned around his dick as Scott pleasured me with his hand, and Scott moaned as he jacked himself with his other hand. Then I had a brainwave. I lifted off Dustin's sweet dick and grabbed Scott's wrist to stop him jacking me. "Why'd you stop?" Dustin asked, his voice full of disappointment. I smiled as I knew he was already hooked. "I wanna try something," I told him. "Scott, come here." I directed Scott so he was sitting on his knees over Dustin, his legs to either side of Dustin's own. I had him scoot forward so that his dick, which was pointing straight out from his groin towards Dustin's head, touched Dustin's, which was pointing straight up in the air. Then I lay on the bed myself and curled my body around them. I saw Scott grin as he realized what I wanted to do. He reached down and grabbed both his and Dustin's erections and held them together, back to back as it were, then maneuvered himself forward a little more so their angles of erection were about the same. Finally, I leaned my head around and let Scott guide both their dicks towards my waiting mouth. I'd never tried this before, for obvious reasons! Having one adult man's dick in your mouth generally tends to leave you with little space for anything else, so the idea of going down on two big dicks had never occurred to me. But a young teenage boy's dick isn't nearly as big, so I figured I ought to be able to get both Dustin's and Scott's dicks in my mouth at the same time. It was a crazy idea, but I was so horny for these boys that I wasn't really thinking straight. I opened my mouth wide and moved forward, then felt Scott's dick scraping along my top teeth, followed closely by Dustin's dick scraping along my bottom teeth. I heard both boys hiss and backed off. "Try it side by side instead of on top of each other," I suggested. Scott turned a little bit and then held his dick alongside Dustin's, and I leaned forward again. This time it was much better, and though my mouth was stretched to the limit, it felt amazing. I started to move my head back and forth and ran my tongue all over both their dicks. It was a strange sensation, feeling Dustin's uncut head with my tongue and then Scott's cut one. Both dicks were throbbing strongly, almost as if one heart beat between the two of them. And both boys were gently thrusting together, Scott forwards, Dustin upwards. This may have been a totally new experience for Dustin, but he was clearly getting into it very quickly! Then Scott reached behind him and felt around for my dick. Realising what he was doing, I grabbed his hand and guided it to my own pulsing erection. I moaned as his fingers wrapped around my shaft once more and he started to pleasure me. Once he got going, I ran my hand back up his arm and along his shoulder, then down his back to his ass. I massaged his tender flesh and felt him tremble. I ran my fingers back up to his neck then down again to his butt, feeling the bumps of his spine and the stiffness of the muscles in his back and sides. His skin was so incredibly soft and smooth, it was like touching satin. Then I ran my fingers up and down his crack and he shifted his legs further apart, giving me better access. My index finger found his puckered hole and I pushed, penetrating him easily and making him groan. Soon he was rocking back and forth, as if he couldn't make up his mind whether he wanted more pleasure in his dick or in his ass. I did my best to maximize the sensations on both ends and got a long purr of satisfaction for my efforts. I had to wonder what the look on Bev's face might've been had she walked into the room at that moment. She'd see her youngest son lying naked on his bed, his face flushed, his eyes squeezed shut, his mouth slightly open, his penis in the mouth of his much older second-cousin. She'd see her son's friend, equally naked, sitting above her son, his face also a picture of ecstasy, his penis also in the mouth of her son's older cousin. She'd see her son's friend's hand firmly wrapped about her son's cousin's raging erection, pumping it energetically. And she'd see me, a 30 year old man, practically a member of her family, lying there with the penises of two 13-year old boys in my mouth and my fingers caressing the behind of one of them. I wondered what the first words out of her mouth would be, if indeed she'd be able to speak! That thought came and went in a heartbeat, though, as I concentrated on what I was doing and feeling. Scott was wanking me incredibly well, changing his technique every few seconds, first sliding his whole hand up and down my shaft, then rubbing and squeezing my glans, then using the 'backhand' technique. I knew I wouldn't be able to hold back for long, not with his fingers working such wonders on my dick! Dustin, meanwhile, was starting to squirm around as the incredible sensations in his dick grew stronger, and it was becoming more difficult to keep my lips around both his and Scott's dicks simultaneously. My mouth was beginning to ache from the constant pumping of both dicks, but I sensed that they were both very close to blowing, so I doggedly kept going. I was determined to have both boys explode in my mouth, and at the same time if possible. To help the process along, I added a second finger to my explorations of Scott's ass, and with my right hand I caressed Dustin's chest and played with his tiny nipples. Both boys were breathing heavily and the constant sound of 'uhh, uhh!' began to reach a crescendo. I started to admire Dustin for how long he'd lasted on his first blowjob, but then he suddenly cried out, 'Ohh, ohh!' and his whole body jerked. His penis convulsed in my mouth, shooting out his thin, watery semen like a cannon, and I swallowed it down eagerly even though the action caused my jaw to ache even more. About two seconds later I gave Scott's prostate a final, unforgettable prod, and he too exploded with a loud groan, his salty cum quickly mixing with Dustin's sweeter offering. The feeling of the two penises ejaculating in my mouth sent me over the edge myself, and I felt my own dick explode, my cum shooting onto the bed and Scott's hand in a number of powerful shots. A coupled of minutes passed, though it felt like hours. Scott had collapsed onto the bed next to Dustin, who looked like he'd just run a marathon. His body glistened with sweat and he was panting heavily. I too felt exhausted; exhausted, but satisfied beyond belief! I glanced at my watch: it was only 11:30, an hour past their bedtime. I could've sworn it was at least 1! "Wow," Dustin breathed. "Told you it would be awesome," Scott said. Dustin sat up then crawled over to me and wrapped his arms around me. "Thanks Tristan," he said. "No problem buddy," I replied with a smile and a quick grab of his now-soft dick. Not exactly how I expected him to react after his first sexual encounter, but I wasn't complaining! "You guys really should get to bed now," I said. This time, they didn't even argue, just clambered under the covers without bothering to put their sleep clothes back on. Dustin definitely looked ready to pass out. I could hardly blame him, after what he'd just experienced! I got up and tucked my dick back into my pants, then grabbed a tissue from a box on Dustin's desk and wiped away my cum from his duvet as best I could. "Ew," he said with a giggle. I smiled at him. "What's it taste like?" he asked softly "What?" "That stuff that came out my dick." "It's called semen, or cum," I told him. "Basically when you stick your willy into a woman," he giggled, "you shoot that stuff out and it's what then makes babies." I leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. "And yours tasted wonderful," I told him with a grin. He smiled, then pulled the duvet up to his chin and turned over. "Night Dustin," I told him for the second time. "Night Tristan," he replied. I turned and looked at Scott, who was back on his inflatable mattress. His lips were once again puckered, inviting me to kiss him. This time I knew that he knew I would, so he didn't pull back when I did, and in fact he actually pulled me closer to him and kissed me back hard. I opened my eyes, startled. He just grinned at me. This boy was just full of surprises! For the second time that night, I turned off the bedroom light and walked to the lounge, only this time I was a lot more satisfied than I'd been the first time! I collapsed back into the same couch, saw that my movie was still paused at the same place I'd left it when I first decided to touch Dustin's penis as he lay next to me on the couch. I stopped the movie and turned the tv off, then just sat quietly for a few minutes, letting the events of the past half an hour sink in. "Tristan?" Geez, it was like d‚j... vu! Except this time when I turned my head at the small voice from the hallway, I saw not Dustin, but Scott standing there. He was still naked, and his dick was back at full mast. "What's up Scott?" I asked casually. "Don't tell me it's Dustin snoring now!" He walked over to me and boldly sat on my lap, facing me. Without any hesitation, he reached down and pulled my dick out of my pants and started stroking me, quickly bringing my cock to full attention. "I want you inside me," he whispered huskily into my ear. I stared at him, sure that I'd not heard him right. "I've never met a guy like you before," he continued in a soft, sensual voice. "No- one's ever blown me like that before. And I just know that if you fuck me, it'll be the best fuck I've ever had." I was stunned by his words. Did he actually realize what he'd just asked me to do? And then it hit me: of course he did, he knew exactly what he wanted because he'd clearly had it many times before. His well-stretched ass was proof enough of that. Well, who was I to deny this boy what he wanted? "Ok," I murmured. I started to move forward so I could pull my pants off, but Scott didn't give me the chance, he just slid forward, lifted off me a bit, pulled my dick forward, and before I knew what was happening I was gliding inside his hot, tight ass. I gasped; I'd never felt anything this tight before. Scott gasped too as he slowly impaled himself on my dick, and within seconds I was fully embedded inside him. I was suddenly overwhelmed with a fierce passion, stronger than anything I'd ever felt before, and I grabbed his head and pulled him to me, mashing my lips against his. He opened his small mouth immediately and I pushed my tongue inside. I kissed him deeply and started thrusting up into him, pushing my dick as deep inside him as I could. He moaned in my mouth and guided my free hand to his stiff erection. I squeezed and stroked his shaft then tugged his balls hard. He lifted off me about halfway then slammed himself back down, sending electric jolts of pleasure through my dick. I was in heaven. "Are you guys having fun without me again?" I pulled my tongue out of Scott's mouth, turned my head, and stared at Dustin in disbelief. How many times could I get busted in one night? Fortunately this time Dustin didn't have that deer-in-the-headlights look on his face and was happily stroking and squeezing his long stiff erection as he watched us. Dustin walked over to us, and when he saw that my dick was up Scott's ass, his eyes did go wide. "What are you doing this time?" he asked, alarmed. "Tristan is fucking me," Scott replied before I could open my mouth. "But I'm not going to try it with you," I cut in before Scott could continue. Scott had clearly been around a lot but Dustin hadn't, and I had no desire to hurt him. Besides, giving him his first blowjob ever was probably enough for one night! "So how can I join in then?" he asked innocently. I looked at Scott. I could almost see his mind working as he thought of possibilities. It didn't take him long to think of something. "I'll suck you while Tristan fucks me," he said, then he slid off of me and lay back on the couch. "Come sit on my chest and put your dick in my mouth." A broad grin appeared on Dustin's face and he bounded over to the couch and clambered atop his friend. In moments he was happily pumping his dick in and out of Scott's mouth. I got on the couch behind Scott and pulled his legs apart and up, resting his calves on my shoulders. I inched forward on my knees and adjusted my angle, then guided my rock-hard dick to his hole. The pro that he was, Dustin flexed his ass muscles, letting my 8 inches slide in with ease, and soon I was fucking him in time to Dustin's thrusts at his mouth. As I pumped him, I reached down and once again grabbed his dick, ensuring that he received maximum pleasure at both ends. His stiff shaft and smooth balls felt great as I stroked and grabbed and teased him, and wanking him while I fucked him really increased my own pleasure. A few minutes later I heard Dustin growl low in his throat and watched the muscles in his back and neck tense up. Clearly he'd used up all his stamina the first time round and had little left! He gave a short, sharp cry and collapsed forwards. I increased my rhythm as I heard Scott lick his lips in satisfaction. Scott began grunting with each forward thrust I made. "Harder," he begged, and I gladly complied. I'd been a bottom myself a lot of times, so I knew exactly what he was feeling, and I'd learned enough from the guy's who'd done me to know how to please Scott. Dustin climbed off the couch and stood watching us in fascination. I wondered if he hoped I'd do the same thing to him one day? The thought of taking my sweet little cousin's cherry was too much for me and with a long, loud moan I blew my load deep inside Scott. At almost the same time his own dick erupted in my hand, his jizz shooting straight up into the air then falling back down all over his groin and my hand. We groaned in unison for a long time as we both rode the golden waves of orgasm. Finally I came down from my high and opened my eyes. Scott had the most amazing look of sheer bliss on his face. As before, it was something I'd never seen with any man I'd been with. I really had had no idea that a boy could feel so much pleasure. I slowly pulled out of Scott's ass and he moaned as I left him. "That was hectic," Dustin said with a voice full of awe. "What was it like to have his wil. I mean, his dick up your butt, Scott?" "It was incredible," Scott sighed. "You should try it one day," he added with a wink at his friend. "I dunno, won't it hurt?" "Not if your man is real gentle with you. And I'll bet Tristan would be gentle, right?" I wondered briefly what exactly Scott meant with his implication that I was Dustin's man, but that thought was quickly overshadowed by the idea of taking Dustin's cherry. "Absolutely," I assured Dustin. "But not tonight." Much as I wanted to have Dustin then and there, I knew I couldn't, because a glance at my watch told me it was almost midnight, and the boys had to get to sleep. "You guys REALLY need to go to sleep now! Your mom will kill me if she finds out I let you stay up this late!" "She'll kill you if she finds out what we did, too," Scott pointed out. "Yeah," I said, sobering at the thought. I looked at my cousin. "Listen, Dustin, you gotta promise me not to tell your mom what we did tonight, ok?" "Why not?" he asked, all innocent again. "Remember what happened to Rory Davidson?" Scott said, and Dustin paled. "His mom found him messing around with a friend one day," Scott explained to me. "She beat the crap out of him then sent him off to military school." "Ouch," I said. "Ok, I won't tell," Dustin promised us. "But can we do this again sometime?" "Sure," I told him. "We can have lots of fun together." "Great," he said, and threw his arms around me once more. I squeezed him tight, then pushed him away. "Ok, bed, go!" He scampered away with a big grin on his face, his dick bouncing as he ran. Scott came over to me and gave me a long, sensual kiss. I still couldn't believe that this boy was just 13! "Thanks for that, Tristan," he said. "I'm glad I got to meet you. I want to have some more fun with you too." "Sure thing Scott, I look forward to it. I have a question for you, though: when you caught me going down on Dustin in the lounge and acted all disgusted, were you really going to phone someone and bust me?" "Nah," he replied with a grin. "I just wanted to see how far you were willing to go. When I saw you checking me out after my shower, I had my suspicions about you, but it was only when I dropped my shorts and I saw the look on your face that I knew I had you." "I'm not really a paedo. I've never done anything with a boy before now." He laughed. "You could've fooled me! Look, I don't really care if you are a paedo or not, but like I said, they really are the best. When I saw you doing Dustin, I just figured you were one and I knew I had to have you too." "You're a real little manipulator, aren't you!" "Hey, I got what I wanted, you got what you wanted, everyone's happy." I couldn't fault his logic. "Well, thanks for what you did, for not busting me and for getting Dustin to join in." "My pleasure," he said. He planted another kiss on my lips, then he turned and followed Dustin to his bedroom, shaking his hot ass at me. For the third time that night I collapsed back onto the couch. What a helluva night it had been! I'd arrived 6 hours ago with the relatively simple desire of perhaps seeing my little cousin naked, but I never would've imagined that I'd end up sucking his cute dick and fucking his friend! Strange how some things work out, I thought. Neither Dustin nor Scott came back to the lounge. I hoped that they'd both fallen asleep, though I wouldn't have been surprised had I gone to their bedroom and found them sucking each other or something! I left them, though, and stayed sitting on the couch, deep in thought, until Bev came home just after 1 in the morning. "How were they?" she asked as she walked me to my car. "They were good," I told her. "I'm glad to hear it. Thanks so much for coming over. I really appreciate it, and I know Dustin does too." "It was no problem. We all had a good time." "Well travel safe, and I'll see you soon." She gave me a smile and a brief hug goodbye, then walked into the house and closed the door behind her. Yes, those two boys certainly were good, and we all had a really good time indeed. As I drove home, I wondered how long it would be before I could have a good time with them again. THE END.