Date: Thu, 14 Apr 2011 11:53:02 -0500
From: 5acevalue (at) gmail (dot) com
Subject: Tony's Nap

	First of all let me tell you a little bit about myself. I'm Rick,
and This happened a couple of years back the summer before I went off to
school. I was 18 at the time, and I lived in the LA suburbs with my mom,
who was divorced. My dad was living in his own place, and I went to see him
often, since everybody was on good terms. I was about 5'9, and played
soccer so I was in pretty decent shape, and quite skinny, but not bony. I
had a nice muscle definition. My mom had a sister who lived in San Jose,
and she was divorced for a long time. She had one kid from her previous
marriage, my little cousin Tony. Tony was a super cute kid, about 5'4, with
a nice smile and hazel eyes. I always thought he'd grow up to be really
handsome, and he did.

	Since my mom's sister was single, she got quite bored, and since
the drive was fairly short, she would visit us quite often during the
summer. She'd usually come over on the weekends or whenever she wasn't
working (she was a waitress) and she'd hang out with my mom and they'd talk
and gossip and smoke in the kitchen when my mom was home from work. She
obviously brought Tony along, and I don't think he minded at all since we
got along so well. She'd usually just bring him on the weekends, since he
had school otherwise.  We lived in a small, 2 bedroom apartment, and my mom
had her own room. My brother moved out 5 years ago, so I had my own room. I
still had the bunk bed though, from when he was there. When my aunt was
over, she'd just sleep in my mom's room with her since we had a king-bed,
so, nobody had to be on the couch. Tony would usually get the top bunk
above me.

	This particular weekend they came on Friday around 7 pm, so the sun
was just setting. It was a nice warm evening, not too hot... I was kinda
tired from hanging out with my friends, so I was home as well. Her and Tony
arrived, and my mom was already making dinner. Tony gave me his customary
hug (he was quite affectionate for a guy, probably because of his mom) and
then started telling me about some funny website his friend showed him in
school. I thought he was pretty cute, the way he got into explaining and
stuff. He wanted to show me the site, so we went to my room and looked it
up on my desktop. We got around to talking about random stuff, and he
mentioned how he was tired because of his soccer practice after school, and
how this kid kicked the ball and it hit him in the back, so now he said it
felt a little sore... I told him he'd probably be fine, and kept making
small talk. I asked him if he wanted to play video games, and after we had
dinner we did that for a while in the living room. My mom and my aunt went
out to a new clothing store my mom wanted to show my aunt, so they were
gone for about an hour or so, during which we played games and stuffed our
faces.

	At around 10 pm, I decided to hit the sack, because I was really
tired, and I noticed that Tony was dozing off as well, so I told my mom
we'd go to bed. They said fine, and kept smoking and drinking their coffee
while badmouthing my Uncle. It was their usual. Me and tony went to my room
and started getting ready for bed. I switched on the TV and headed out to
brush my teeth and take a leak. When I was back, Tony was watching
something on TV, and I told him to go do the same since he hadn't done it
yet. He made some comment to wait till the commercials came on, so we
did. After he brushed his teeth and got ready, he came back in. "You want
the top bunk or the bottom one?" I asked. "Umm... top" He replied, which
was the usual. We kept watching TV, sitting on the bottom bunk with our
legs hanging off the edge, leaning against the wall. That was pretty much
the easiest place to see the TV. I decided to change into my bed clothes
during one of the commercial breaks, and got up and peeled my t-shirt off,
leaving only my tank-top on and a pair of low-rise white briefs. I saw him
in the mirror checking me out as I was changing, and even adjusting himself
a little bit while I was folding my clothes and standing infront of him in
my underwear. I had always suspected he might like guys, but I never really
approached him about it. First of all, I didn't know how to, and second of
all, he was my cousin, so I didn't want to get into something I shouldn't
technically be doing with him.

	He followed suit and took off his shorts and took off his t-shirt,
leaving his tanned chest and flat tummy bare. He had a pair of boxers that
looked a bit too large for him, white, with a vertical blue stripe
pattern. He sat down next to me, and we talked about this and that, and
kept watching the TV. We discussed what we'd do the next day, and we agreed
I'd take him to this taco place he liked to go to. I liked him a lot and
didn't mind taking him around. I didn't have a brother, and in a way, he
was like a little brother to me. As we were watching, I could see from time
to time that he was glancing over to me, his eyes alternating between my
chest and my package, and then he'd stare at the TV for a few minutes, but
return to me every once in a while. Eventually, he discreetly adjusted
himself, and I thought that I saw a little tent in the front of his
boxers... how cute, he probably had a little kid boner in there from
watching his cousin's junk. I didn't really mind.

	A little later, I told him that we should probably get to bed and
he agreed. He climbed up, and I laid down in my bunk. We talked for a bit
more in the dark, mostly about some roller skates he wanted his mom to buy
him or something, and eventually as the conversation slowed down, I wished
him goodnight. I jokingly remarked "And try to be quiet while you play with
yourself... I need to sleep... I know that fat woman in the commercial
really turned you on, so, be quiet!" He laughed a little bit, and then went
quiet for a few minutes. "No... I'm not gonna do that, but YOU probably
are, jerk," he finally remarked. I didn't answer right away, and after a
little bit he added "You're gonna do it, aren't you..." I told him that I
would not do it to the fat woman in the commercial. "Yeah..." he agreed
"But...soo... you do it to other things?" he asked. "Maybe, do you? Look,
it's personal stuff, K Tony?" I replied, not really wanting to `go there'
at this point. I was certain that the kid was interested in me, and I was
in him, but I didn't want to cross that boundary. Instead, I just wrapped
up with some small talk, changing the subject. Right when I was sure he was
gonna go to bed, he asked me if I could give him `that massage that will
make his back better that I promised I would'. I didn't remember promising
anything, but I wasn't really all that sleepy, and I figured I'd do what he
wanted. Plus, I didn't really have any objection to running my hands all
over Tony's back. I told him to come down, and he immediately shuffled and
climbed down. I made room in my bunk, so that there would be some space
between me and the side with the wall, where Tony could lay. The light from
the street was enough that you could see decently well, and I saw his thin
frame as he shuffled over me and moved into his spot. I told him to lay
stomach down. I was laying on my right side, facing him, while he was
laying on his stomach. He folded his hands under his pillow and he turned
his head away from me to face the wall. I didn't really know any
therapeutic massages, but I did like to give people back-rubs, so I just
pretended like I knew what I was doing. I just used my left hand, and
started to slowly massage his back. My hands aren't overly huge, but it was
cute to feel his small boyish frame against my touch. I just rubbed him in
circles and applied some long gentle strokes. "Where do u think u need the
most focus?" I asked him. "I dunno... my waist, I think" he replied. I
focused on that area. Occasionally he would make a small moan, if I rubbed
him particularly well in a place that he liked.

	My hand gentrly travelled over his smooth skin. The kid had really
nice skin, very smooth and warm to the touch. He was laying uncovered, with
the covers only covering his legs just underneath where his boxers ended
just under his butt. I continued this up for a while, not really massaging
him anymore, but rather stroking him gently. "How's that?" I asked when I
began a massage that only used my finger-tips. I waited in the twilight for
an answer, but none came. "Do you want me to stop or keep going?" I
inquired again, but there was no response again. "Tony... bud?" I gently
said as I lifted my head to look at him. His back was gently rising and
falling with his relaxed breathing. The kid was out. I wasn't that
surprised, since I was massaging him for more than ½ hour at that point,
and I know how relaxing it could get.

	I stopped massaging his back, but kept my arm on his lower back,
just running circles with my fingers on his skin. Tony looked very peaceful
in the glow of the streetlights. His messy dark hair giving way to his
slender shoulders and back, just beginning to show newly developed muscle
tone. I knew that he would soon be a chick magnet... or a guy magnet,
whichever one turned out to be the case with him. Looking at him and
thinking of those things, I felt my teen cock stir gently in my
underwear. I immediately withdrew my hand and adjusted myself, feeling
guilty about having these thoughts about Tony. I turned over on my back and
stared at the bottom of the top bunk. I figured I should probably just jack
off before anything stupid happened, but after a few minutes more of
deliberation, I decided that I could just enjoy feeling Tony a little bit
more, and that I'd just fall asleep doing that. I turned my body back to
face him, and put my hand on his back. I stroked him like that for a while,
and then began to move my hand lower on, until I reached the small of his
back. I checked one last time if he was asleep by saying his name, and gave
him a slight squeeze on the side of his tummy, where if he were awake, he'd
start giggling because he was ticklish there. He didn't move, so I was sure
he was asleep.

	I slowly traced my hand lower, until my fingers brushed against the
waistband of his boxers. They were very soft and thin. I gently pushed the
waistband down a little bit, and my fingers began to explore the top of the
kid's ass. I traced the place where his ass-crack began, a defined groove
with just a little dusting of peach-fuzz in it. I slowly slid my hand
downward, my palm cupping his right butt cheek. I remained like that for a
minute, enjoying the feel of the firm mound in my palm. He had a really
nice butt, if I may say so. All the sports had given it a good
definition. He would probably have what they call a bubble butt when he got
a bit older. I squeezed and massaged the mound a bit more now, pulling it
this way and that, running the tips of my fingers in his crack. I pushed my
hand to the left, and felt his other butt cheek, running my thumb into his
crack while holding the mound of flesh in my palm. I explored his ass like
this for a while, and then moved my hand slowly downward, feeling his ass
give way to his muscled thighs.

	The kid did a lot of running, so he had really nice legs. The
shorts only went just under his ass, so my hand made contact with his warm
skin. I began to rub and squeeze his thighs, feeling the muscular structure
underneath. I stroked up and down, alternating between his ass and his
right thigh, enjoying the sloping transition between his leg and his kid
butt.  I kept rubbing like this for a little while. I was getting pretty
horny, my 7 inch teen dick straining the front of my briefs. With my right
hand, which I was laying on top of, I massaged my dick head through my
briefs, feeling it begin to ooze some pre cum. This lubricated my slit,
making it pleasantly sensitive against the cotton of my underwear.

	Feeling a little more bold, I ran my palm inwards between his legs,
rubbing the inside of his thighs a little bit. At this point, I was fairly
certain he probably wouldn't wake up unless I was really rough with him, so
I decided to take the liberty and explore a bit more. I had not seen Tony
naked in about a year, the last time being at the pool when we were
changing. He wasn't really conscious (not of me at least) and pulled his
trunks off displaying his pre-pubescent 2 inch cockle with its tiny
shriveled nut bag with his little boy balls about the size of hazlenuts. It
was so cute. Now that he was sure to be hitting puberty, I knew that he
probably grew a lot in the last year. He was sure taller and more defined,
so I was sure his package has probably matured quite a bit. I didn't
hesitate to find out. I pushed my fingers higher up his thigh, feeling the
edge of his boxers as my fingers slid up his right pant leg. I felt the
warmth of his boy parts as my fingers approached from behind. He was laying
on his stomach, and we had a pretty soft bed, so I was sure I could
probably cope a pretty good feel of his junk. The tip of my fingers reached
the curve where his ballsack began, and I gently slid further until I felt
his silky bag against my touch. Completely hairless, was my first
impression. Sweet. I proceeded to push my palm under his scrotum, taking it
in my palm. My thumb closed in as I gripped his boy nuts. And what a nice
set they were. They were probably the size of large grapes by now, and I
could feel the oval orbs in their sack as my thumb kneaded them in their
bag. I squeezed his nuts and rolled them around my palm, being a tad rough
because I liked that myself. He had a really nice pair of boy balls, and
I'm sure they'd grow into a pair of fine man nuts later on. I wondered if
he had started producing any jizz yet, secretly hoping that he did. I felt
his nuts again, they felt firm and full, so I suspected that the kid
probably had wet orgasms by now.

	Leaving his balls reluctantly behind, I slipped my hand further
inward, the soft covers and mattress giving in easily under my hand, so
that I could feel his little pole. My fingers slid further and encountered
the base of his shaft. As I slid forward, I felt the girth and firmness of
his boy nail. I was quite impressed with what the kid had. It felt to be
around 4 inches or so of stiff boy-meat, about 4 inches around, thick like
a large marker. He had a sexy upwards curve to him, with his urethra
pushing out underneath. I felt the length of his tube. As I reached the tip
with my fingers, I felt the ridge of his little mushroom head still
enclosed in his foreskin. I gently pulled back the flesh, skinning his head
open and felt it between my thumb and fingers. It was a perfect
helmet-shaped head, a bit blunt, with a big piss slit. I gently probed the
slit with my finger, and to my surprise it appeared to be moist. It would
be a good sign if the kid could pre-cum. His prick was hot and hard as
steel. I don't remember if I was that hard at his age, but it sure felt
great. The satin thin layer of skin gave way to a steely interior.

	I toyed with his boner like this for a while, and then getly
slipped my hand out, giving his balls one last squeeze on the way out. I
brought my hand back up, tracing the ridge of his crack. His cock root was
well defined and protruded out, so I gave it a little squeeze between my
fingers. I kept tracing up, and pushed my fingers in to his crack. I soon
felt the tenderness of his little rosebud. I toyed with his asshole like
this for a bit. I removed my hand after a while, and brought it to my
face. I was curious to see what kind of funk the kid had to him, but I was
pleasantly surprised that there was no bad smell at all. A little sweat,
perhaps, but it was absolutely clean. I decided to be a bit more bold. I
had already given the kid a regular massage, and I thought it probably
wouldn't be a complete job until I gave his ass and his little prostate a
workout as well. If I were to fuck him, he would surely wake up, and it
would probably hurt him. Not to mention that this would technically be
rape, since it wasn't agreed upon prior. I decided to just go with what I
had, so I turned around to my left a little bit, and reached for my bottle
of lube which I kept on the lower shelf of my night-stand. I use a pretty
nice lube, which doesn't dry very fast, so I knew it'd be perfect for the
job. I squeezed a little bit on my fingers and spread it around. I put the
bottle back, and turned again to face Tony, placing my hand on his ass and
slowly running my fingers into his crack, lubing up the entrance to his
butt. I began by circling his opening, feeling the tight muscle protecting
the entrance to his boy chute. I was well lubed so I could insert a finger
easily into his butt. The little opening yielded nicely to my middle
finger, which I slowly slipped in. I felt it get engulfed in the kid's
tight opening. He had an amazing ass -- tight, hot, clean, and very
yielding. I slipped in past my knuckle with ease, and as soon as I was in
that deep, his ass actually sucked my finger in all the way to the
base. His insides were warm and slippery, with a very smooth feel. I
started to probe around, exploring Tony's hole in earnest. I curved my
finger downward, and slid it up and down in order to locate his prostate. I
found it soon enough, a large and well defined bump at the base of his dick
below his nuts. It was very firm but squishy and yielding to the touch. I
massaged it, pressing it down and circling around it with my finger. At
that moment, I could swear I heard a little moan/grumble escape his lips. I
freaked out, but remained under control, as I slowly slid my finger out
until his hole plopped shut. I put my arm to my side, waiting to hear if he
were awake or not.

	Thankfully, it was just a false alarm, since a few minutes passed
and he didn't say anything. I slowly brought my hand back up, and slipped
it under his shorts. I found his crack again, still lubed up and
ready. Seeing how it was fairly easy to slip the one finger in, I decided
to slip my index finger along with my middle finger, so that I could
squeeze his little prostate and stretch his little hole a bit more. I
positioned my fingers together, and angled them at his little hole, first
slipping in my middle and then my index fingers. It was sure a tight fit,
but nothing too bad. It wouldn't hurt him. It might have been a little
uncomfortable for him at first, if he were awake, but since he was asleep I
knew it would be no problem. My fingers went in beyond the knuckle pretty
quickly, the tightness increasing as I shoved them deeper closer to the
base. In a minute, they were all the way in, and I was exploring the inside
of Tony's ass. I slowly began to pull my fingers in and out, as I began to
gently fuck his ass with my hand. I kept that up for a minute or so, and
then I began to massage his prostate between the tips of my fingers. I
squeezed the little mound, and I felt it respond by becoming harder to the
touch. I kept rubbing it, applying moderate pressure. I brought my right
hand upwards, and pushed the mattress down as I slipped it under his
waist. I reached forward, finding his package and the fly of his shorts. I
felt his throbbing boy boner as I pulled his whole package out of the fly,
balls and all, I closed my fist around his shaft, my fingers toying with
his dick head and his slit. There was definitely wetness by this point, and
his boner was extremely hard, stretching the skin on his cockhead very
tightly. I used his thin precum to massage his exposed glans, as I resumed
fucking his ass.

	I could tell the kid was enjoying this in his sleep, because his
breathing was slowly increasing in pace. I ravaged his ass with my hand,
fucking it in and out with short, deliberate strokes, while my other hand
kneaded and probed his angry boner. I had been going for almost a minute,
and judging by the tightness of his sack and the rigidity of his prick, he
was probably well on the way to shooting whatever wad he had. I hooked my
fingers downward and continued to fuck him as the tips pushed his prostate
around on every plunge. He kid's breathing was heavy at this point, his ass
muscles were clenched tight, his thighs as well.  I felt his little balls
pull up to the side of his pricklet, as I continued to squeeze his swollen
glans and pump his ass. His breathing was jagged and shallow, with him
holding his breath at irregular intervals only to resume sucking in air
rapidly afterwards. He was almost there, and I sensed that, concentrating
on keeping up the fluid motions of my hand in his ass and the relentless
massage of his dick.

In about another minute, I could tell he was finally on the edge. His
prostate had become a hard marble in his butthole, my fingers brushing
aginst it repeatedly. His dick felt like it was about to pop, and his balls
were pulled tight on each side of his throbbing cock root. I enclosed the
head of his cock in my palm, ready to catch what it offered, as I pounded
my fingers into his ass rapidly, yet gently and deliberate. Soon I felt him
suck in his breath in his sleep, and his whole body became rigid, I could
feel his abdominal muscles flexing above my hand which was engulfing his
tortured boner. There was a silence, during which I shoved my fingers in
all the way to their base, and began to roughly massage his prostate
without fucking in and out. There was a mometary relaxing in his ass
muscles, after which his ass clapmed down on my hand with amazing force,
accompanied by a strong pulse up his raging prick. After a momentary pause
his ass began to clamp shut in rapid pulses, as his pricklet began to
twitch forcefully in my hand. On the third pulse or so, I felt a hot, thin,
watery jet of boy jism eject with a decent force into my massaging fingers,
spraying my palm with its content. His ass resumed its contractions as his
orgasm forced more and more of his immature seed into my eager palm. After
the first shot, there wasn't much and it seeped out of his widened slit,
pooling in my palm and fingers as his prick throbbed in orgasm. The pulses
became weaker, and his thin juice stopped spurting after about 4
contractions, although his dick continued to twitch, trying to force some
more jizz out, to no avail. I kept massaging his dick and his prostate for
a few seconds after the last lazy pulse had died down. Eventually,
everything was still, and his breathing slowly returned to normal as his
muscles relaxed.

	I carefully pulled my hand out from underneath him, and plopped my
fingers out of his ass slowly. My I brought my palm up to my face and
inspected his offering. It was about a teaspoon of clear kid cum, not that
bad for his age. It was very thin, and smelled sweet. I couldn't resist the
urge, and dipped the tip of my tongue into the little pool, tasting Tony
for the first time. His cum had no bitterness to it, like some of the cum
of older men. I had never been with somebody this young before, so it was a
treat. I would definitely enjoy sucking out a load from his beautiful cock
sometime, if the opportunity presented itself, or so I thought.

	I was really horny, and I couldn't stand it anymore. I had to take
care of myself. That episode was super hot, and I knew I would relive it in
my dreams for a long time to come. I hurriedly pulled down the front of my
underwear and hooked it under my aching nuts. Still turned towards Tony, I
grabbed my throbbing boner with my left arm and skinned it back. I brought
my right arm down and grabbed my cockhead, massaging Tony's cum into my
glans and rubbing it into my pee hole. Using it as lube, I began to jack
myself with both hands. This was not going to be one of my long, edging
sessions, and I can't remember a time when I was more excited up until that
episode. It took only about 20 or so strokes, and I went over the edge. I
my shaft in my left fist as I cupped my dickhead into my right palm. My
teen boner began to twitch, rocketing several good sized shots of man juice
into my palm, mixing with Tony's. After a few shots and a few more streams,
I was drained. My balls relaxed as my dick began to soften. My load had
filled my palm and was leaking a little bit out onto the sheets. I quickly
brought my hand up to my face and sucked my load out of my palm, licking my
hand with my tongue eagerly, sucking up my teen load along with Tony's
little wad together. I cleaned off my dick with my shirt and shoved it back
in my underwear.

	My breathing slowly went back to normal, and I had time to ponder
what I had just done. I would be a liar to say that I wasn't extremely
turned on by the whole fiasco. I only wished that Tony was awake, because
maybe then It would mean that I could do more stuff with him. All
inhibitions, at this point, were gone, giving way to pure lust for this
beautiful little stud. He would make some guys and girls very happy in the
future, I bet. Slowly, my thoughts drifted back to reality, and I could see
through the twilight that the clock on my wall indicated it was after
midnight. I'm sure Tony would like to do a lot of things tomorrow besides
the food joint. He'd probably ask to go swimming or something, so it would
be a long day. I needed some sleep. I patted him on the back one last time,
admiring his beautiful image in the twilight, and then slowly shuffled
around and laid on my right side with my back gently against his body, my
butt against his hips. I closed my eyes. "Gnight Bud, I love you" I said.

"Goodnight Rick... Me too..." I heard him softly respond.

	My body and mind froze. I felt as if somebody had punched me in the
chest. As I lay there, I couldn't breathe for a minute or so. I was
terrified at the prospect of what this might mean -- Was he awake through
everything I did? What would happen now? Would he tell my aunt. I
essentially repressed those thoughts, and didn't say a word. Neither did
he. After about a minute, I heard him shuffling, and he turned around and
faced me, pressing his body against mine, placing his palm on my
waist. "...Gnight..." He repeated. Suddenly, I felt as if there probably
wasn't that much to worry about... I wished him goodnight again. "Go to
sleep now, we have lots to do tomorrow" I mumbled. "Like... what we were
doing now?" he quietly said. "I'm not sure buddy, we'll see" I moaned "Go
to bed"

"Ok, night Ricky..."

-The End-

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