Date: Tue, 2 Feb 2016 03:36:03 -0600 From: Steven Jefferson Subject: Babysitting the cousin - PART 2 Babysitting the cousin - PART 2 ATTENTION READERS: The following story began as loosely based on actual events, but has now shifted to a work of fiction as we begin to fully expand these characters and storyline. Consider this and subsequent parts as a work of fiction, and I do hope you enjoy. I plan to update this story at least twice per month, but will update as I can around my schedule. And now, for part two of the story. This chapter picks up right after we left off in part 1... ___________ The cum begins to slowly run down my body, as I pant to catch my breath. I lock eyes with Ryan, who still has yet to say a word. You can tell the gears are turning in his mind. He has many questions ... we will get to them. We sit idle for minutes. Then he reached out his hand. He began playing with the white liquid that seemed to cover most of my side of the bed. He evaluated its texture. He took it in his hands and began spread it over my body. Again, before this day, I was as straight as an arrow ... so I thought. I would have never even considered doing what I instructed him to do next. "Feed it to me," I said. He cocked his face to the side, confused. I explained further, and he then honored my request. Ryan began collecting the spunk from my chest and stomach. He found several nice accumulations from the base of my neck, on my chest and stomach, and down to the base of my still semi-erect cock. It was easily the biggest load I had dropped that far in the "Life During Puberty." Still, to this day, it's got to be one of the top-five biggest droppings of seed, but I digress... I stuck out my tongue. He held his hand above my open mouth, and began letting the cum drip down into my mouth, slowly but surely. Once it had stopped flow, I took his hand and licked up the remaining amount. I savored the taste. I wasn't sure what to expect from it, of course, this being the first time I had tasted any cum, let alone my own. It was an interesting taste. It was almost tasteless, just a bit salty. My favorite part was the texture, as I swished it between different sides of my mouth. Then, I decided to share. Having not yet swallowed, I leaned over to Ryan. Despite his young age, he clearly picked up on what was going down and did not resist. He opened his mouth, fully accepting my gift to him. We swapped it back and forth as he repositioned himself on top of my body. We embraced, our cocks intermingling just as our tongues did. We made out, as my sperm traveled from my mouth to his, and back again. Finally, we split the difference and both swallowed down the fruits of our labor to that point. The kissing continued. His hands explored over my body, and my hands returned the favor. We each explored every crevice of each other's body, as we continued tongue locked. There wasn't much for dialogue during this adventure. Our minds and bodies were in sync. At this point, it was 2 a.m. and neither of us were that interested in sleeping. For both of us, this was uncharted territory. I suspected, perhaps, that he had a curious friend or two that had compared cocks with each other one day. I'm fairly certain this kind of experimentation was part of what originally brought his curiosity on to me earlier that evening. But this could not have been something he had dreamed about occurring when he initiated the contact. I began focusing my attention on his youthful cock and balls. The machinery was not yet prepared to fire live rounds, but you could tell it was ready to be explored with. And of course, me being a rational teenager (perhaps it was more likely I was still horny, but let's continue), I knew that there was a big debt I owed to him in the pleasure department. So I thought to myself, "Might as well get another first out of the way tonight." As we remain embraced, I rotated our position to lie him back on his back. I broke from the kiss and began nibbling my way down his body. Ryan was a short time from beginning puberty. His body tasted innocent but it had started showing obscure signs of what future had in store for him. I was truly honored. I was no more than your average teen. He, on the other hand, was clearly destined for alpha male status. Ryan had simply stunning complexion. Some of that was natural, but boy did he tan. Perhaps one of the things that caught my sexual eye the most was his tan line, which spread right across his waistline, delivering a clear contrast between his stomach and his region of boyhood. It in a way offered a sign of exclusivity, a showing of a sacred ground. And I treated it as such. This was a big moment for us. I understood, at least partially even at 14, the importance of what was occurring. Being only nine, he lacked any real muscle definition, but his smooth skin over his slender body was covered only in some spots with sporadic fuzz. I stopped near his belly button. He was ticklish and let out of a soft giggle. I then got to his cock -- his preferred word for this particular body part throughout our encounters had been "wiener." He quickly had some additional, more "adult" words added to his vernacular, for this area and others throughout our experimentation. My mouth engulfed his hard boy cock and ball sack. I then released his balls and began suckling on his shaft. While no liquid would be produced of this yet, that didn't mean he wasn't lost in pleasure. My mouth still on his cock, my tongue working gently but with a clear desire, I looked up. I had hoped to make eye contact with him, but instead I saw Ryan's eyes roll back and his head drop to the pillow. This was clearly OK with him. So, I continued. Ryan was a natural stud. At nine years old, he knows exactly what to do when receiving a blow job. As I was working his cock, I felt his hand began guiding my head as I bobbed up and down. I felt more pressure on my head after a while, and took this as a sign the grand finale was inching close. I picked up the pace, furiously working my tongue. One hand played with his ball sack while the other massaged one of his nipples (he seemed to particularly enjoy this). This continued for a few seconds. Ryan then tensed. His body buckled. As he had seen me do earlier, he used his legs to lift his cute little ass up off the bed. He had just had his first, albeit dry, orgasm. And I had just added "first blow job" to the list of firsts I had experienced that night. What a night it was ... ___________ TO BE CONTINUED... If you have any ideas, especially as we shape this story, I accept them wholeheartedly. If you read and enjoyed, please at least drop a note saying you read and look forward to more. 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