Date: Mon, 24 Oct 2011 15:45:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: kevwriter85@yahoo.com
Subject: Comforted-by-Cousin-John_Chapter-3

The following is a work of fiction.  None of this ever really happened.



John sucked my tongue into his mouth.  He sucked like I would imagine a
baby suckles, with a rhythmic pulsing of his lips and tongue...almost like
it was automatic His dark eyes looked into mine.  He was adorable.

My hands flew up to his ass cheeks.  They were so soft and fit perfectly in
my hands.  His cock head was lined up perfectly with my hole, and I pulled
him into me.  His cock was at my entrance, and his soft, dark eyes looked
into mine as if to say, "Is this okay?"

My eyes must have answered, "Hell, yes!" and he pushed.  I bore down and
push back.  Our faces pushed together, and I could feel his teeth on mine,
when he suddenly slipped in with a "pop".

 I was startled, and it felt a bit tight, but it didn't hurt.  In fact, I
felt complete with him.

He stopped and waited for a few seconds, and then he slowly eased it all
the way in.  He then pulled almost all the way out before plunging back in.
He did that slowly three times more.  A huge sigh came out of his mouth,
and again, I had a sensory surge from his breath, his smell, his wet
warmth.

I felt him rub over my sweet spot, and it was out of this world!  My cock
became a steel pipe again, and I knew that if he kept this up, I was going
to shoot again.

Slowly, progressively, he picked up the pace.  It sounded like an old
locomotive leaving the station, with the pistons firing faster and
faster. Soon he was slamming his hips against my butt.

His mouth came out of mine and he nibbled on my lips and chin.  He purred,
"Kevin..." as his hips pounded against my ass cheeks.  Despite the fact
that I had just cum, my cock quickly got that feeling of inevitability.
It's great being 15.

I could feel his cock get larger, and his pace slowed just a bit.  He drew
in a breath, and sucked it out of me in the process.  He gasped, "Oh, God!"
I could feel his cock pulse, and I felt him unload into me.  Each spurt was
transmitted up to his shoulders and arms.  His hands were on my deltoids,
and he gripped each one like he was holding a bird in his hands...firmly to
keep it from flying away, but gently to keep from crushing it.

At that moment, I felt married to the kid.  He was putting his seed in me,
I craved it, I was his.

His mouth came back up to mine, and now it was my turn to gently suck his
tongue.

He slowly came down from his orgasm, my legs dropped, and his head fell on
my chest with his chest on my rock-hard cock.  I could feel his heart pound
on my cock, and I swear I could feel his heart in his cock in my ass as
well.

That was all it took.  I suddenly started shooting again.

John quickly pulled his still-hard cock out of me and scooted down a
little, grabbed my cock to start jacking it, and engulfed my cockhead in
his mouth.  His tongue licked firmly and gently on the underside of it to
pull my juices out.  Boy, he really liked my cum!  He kept at it until my
cock deflated and then he climbed down to my right, licked the cum off of
my stomach and chest, and then leaned across my stomach from my side so
that he was facing away from me, looking at my cock.

I could see his back in all its glory.  Again, he had toned shoulders from
sports, and a sweet mane of blond, pubescent hairs that went from the nape
of his neck down to his upper back.  Again, he licked and sucked gently on
my cock like an all-day sucker.  I reached up and played with his mane with
my fingers.

For over five minutes, he seemed intent on milking out every pore and
gland.  Now, I get sensitive like anyone, but I did not want this to end.
Finally, he stopped, let my cock drop out of his mouth, kissed his way up
my stomach, chest and chin and gave me a gentle, no-tongue kiss on the
lips.  He then fell to the side, nestled in my arm and snuggled in.

His fingers lightly stoked across my nipples, back and forth.

I thought to myself, "Wow, I could do this every day."

I looked at the clock, and it now said "10:03".  I kissed John on the
forehead and suggested we get a shower.  I wanted to suck his dick again,
but wanted it clean.  And he had so much cum in me that it felt like an
enema that I needed to let out.

After we got out of the shower, I picked up the phone and ordered breakfast
from room service.  They said it would take about 45 minutes, so I figured
we had some time.  I fell back on the bed and pulled the naked Johnster
with me.  He curled up against me just like before.

We lay like that for a while.  John lightly brushed his fingers over my
nipples and stomach, and he pulled on my treasure trail hair.

We talked.

I asked him about what he knew and what he liked.  He said he had been
jerking off to gay porn on the internet starting just after our last visit
at his house, right after he started making sperm.  He said he pretty
quickly found his ass, and loved sliding his fingers in while jerking.

I said, "Ya, me too."

He said that this had progressed after he saw a video of a guy using a
dildo, and he had used a cucumber and said it was "awesome!"

 I asked him if he had done anything with a guy before and he said he had
been with an older kid who helped coach his hockey team and babysat him.
As he said that, he started lightly stroking my cock again.  Damn if I
didn't start to plump up again.  I reached down and began to lightly run my
finger over his hole...just barely touching it.

I said, "Boy, I would babysit you."

He said, "Well, it wasn't babysitting, but my parents had to take Stephen
to a tournament, and they got Zachary to stay with me.  He's 17, on the
varsity team and is one of our assistant coaches."

I said, "And?"

John giggled a little, and said, "I met him last season, when his younger
brother was on my team.  He came to all of the practices and games, and he
would come into the locker room before and after while we all changed.  He
was really friendly to me, so I liked him a lot.

"This year, he is a senior, and he volunteered to help coach our level,
what with his brother on the team and all.  Right away, he was always
talking to me and encouraging me.  He and his brother would pick me up, and
we would go skate at the rink.

"So, we ended up spending a lot of time together.  Once in a while, he
would ask me to go skating just with him, when his brother could not make
it, and we always had a blast.  He liked to touch me quite a bit; sort of
like big brother hugs, and that is when I started being attracted to him.
He smelled so good!"

"Kind of like you?" I leaned over and smelled his head.

He giggled, "No, like you!"

"Anyway, one time in January, we were doing a skating clinic, and I got a
bed cramp in my left leg.  I mean, I fell down and couldn't get up.
Zachary helped me up and helped me to the locker room.  He helped me take
off my skates, shin guards, and breezers and massaged my leg.  That really
helped!  The way he did it though, he was stroking the skin more than he
had to.  I didn't mind though."

I said, "I bet.  What happened then?"

As John talked, he was stroking my cock.  At the same time, his cock was
getting hard again too, and he would scoop up the precum off the tip and
used it to wet his hand that was stroking me.

He said, "Well, of course my dick got a little hard and it pushed my cup
out...you couldn't miss it.  Zachary's face turned red and he told me I
should get in the hot shower; he said the heat would make my leg feel
better.

"He helped me out of my shirt and elbow and shoulder pads, and then helped
me pull my jock down.  My dick popped right up and he looked at it for a
second, but then looked towards the shower.  He helped me hop over to the
showers.  They were private stalls with doors and latches.  He reached in
and turned it on for me.  I could barely stand up, so I asked him if he
would help me.

"He hesitated a few seconds, but then said, `Well, they'll be out there on
the ice for another 45 minutes, so I guess it's alright. I wouldn't want to
get caught.'  He lifted his own shirt off, shucked his pants, socks and
shoes.  Boy, he was ripped!  It didn't help my boner at all!  And you know
what happens then?"

"Precum?"

"Precum."

Again, I said, "I bet.  What happened then?"  My breathing and heart rate
were getting faster.

John said, "He pulled down his boxers, and his dick popped up, too.
Biggest one I had ever seen!  Well, at least until now."

"Yeah?"  My breathing was getting faster.

"Yeah.  He got close to me and wrapped his right arm around my back, with
his hand under my arm pit, and we walked together into the shower.  Well,
he walked and I hopped.  I had to hold on to him to keep from falling, and
the only thing to hold onto was his waist and stomach.  I couldn't resist,
so I let my hand slip down onto the top part of his butt.  My other hand
was across his stomach and I held onto his left hip.  I couldn't resist
this either, so I let my hand brush his pubes."

I said, "God!"  My cock jumped as he pulled at my pubes.

John giggled again.  We were both leaking precum now, with John doing his
usual broken fountain impression.  He kept transferring the slickness from
his cock to mine.

John continued, "He latched the door, and then got us under the water and
told me to hold on to him while he washed my hair.  He turned me around to
face away from him, but his dick kept poking me in the back and the top of
my crack, and I am thinking `this is so cool!' "

"Well, he then got the soap, washed my shoulders and armpits, and my back.
Then he pulled me back into his chest and under the water to rinse me off.
His dick got right in my crack, and it was awesome!

"I reached down and pulled his hand to my butt cheeks, and he started
washing and massaging them.  He even let his finger touch my hole, and I
said, `Oh, man!' "

By now, I was running my finger up and down John's crack, and it was
awesome!

He went on, "Zachary then turned me around and I was facing his chest.  His
dick was sticking straight out and it was huge!  He seemed a little
embarrassed, but kept at it and soaped up my chest and stomach.  Then he
kneeled down and began doing my legs.  He saw my dick was leaking.  He
blurted out, `Wow, you leak a lot!' sort of all excited.  You could tell he
wanted it."

"I leaned forward aiming to push it to his mouth, and then my left leg gave
out and I fell and he caught me.  He was so big and strong!  He leaned back
against the wall so that his thighs were straight with the floor, and he
turned me around and let me sit in his lap.  He said, "Let's get some hot
water on that thigh," and he got my left leg under the water and started
massaging it again.

"By this time, I was, like, `fuck the leg', and I started sliding my crack
up and down his dick.  He started breathing hard in my ear."

As John said this, he slowly turned and climbed up onto my chest.  He
started rubbing his cock on mine, mixing our precum together.  Holy Moly,
this was awesome!  He slowly came up so that his mouth was at mine again.
He started kissing me and I kissed him back, and now his hole was rubbing
back and forth on my cockhead.

John gasped out his next words.  "Zachary was thrusting up and down on my
crack.  I just had to turn around, so I hauled up on my good leg and swung
the other one around, hopped over a bit, and then faced him...just like
this!  His dick came right to my hole...just like this."  As John said
this, he eased down and began pushing his ass down on my cock.

"You could tell he wanted to fuck me, and there was nothing that could have
kept us from doing it then!  So I pushed down!"  As John said the word
"push", he pushed down on my cock and I popped into his hole.  There was so
much precum coming out of his cock that he slid right down up to the hilt.

I said, "Oh, baby", and we started fucking up and down.  I reached up with
my right hand and started pulling on his cock, and I knew we were both
close.

I gasped, "Was it like this?"

He said, "Oh, yes!  He jacked me, too!"

I had never felt anything that tight on my cock, and I went over the brink
in a fury in a hurry.  Just as I did, his cock erupted and blasted my
chest.  Once again, his mouth went into that rhythmic tongue sucking thing
he had done earlier.  Once again, I was married to the kid.  We melted into
each other, and it got really quiet.  I licked his cum off of my fingers.

After a couple of minutes, I said, "So, then what?"

We both erupted in laughter and he started tickling me.

Suddenly, we were startled by a knock on the door.

We both looked at the door and then back at each other, and at the same
time, said, "Room service!"




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