Date: Sun, 17 Feb 2013 19:18:52 -0800 From: j malo Subject: English Lessons English Lessons This work is copyrighted. No part of this story may be transmitted or reproduced in whole or in part in any form including mechanical, electronic, photocopying, and recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without the express written consent of the author. Warning: this story contains sexual content, and contact between young boys. If the subject matter offends you, is not to your tastes, you are under legal age for your area, or if it is not legal where you are. Leave this page immediately. Any resemblance to any place or person is just a coincidence. All the characters are fictional. In the following story all names and events are completely fictional. Although I may mention a specific location, place, or person any resemblance to said people, location, or places is completely unintentional. Last day of 7th grade before summer vacation, even though it should've been an exciting day it was everything but. My parents had decided to send me to spend summer vacation in Mexico City. They were worried that I was going to forget my Spanish since the city where we lived there wasn't anybody that I could practice Spanish except my parents and some of their friends. At school and with my friends I only spoke English. Don't get me wrong it wasn't that I didn't like Mexico or Spanish but one thing was going on vacation for a week and another to spend my whole summer there, away from my friends and my parents. After a lot of useless begging that dreaded day arrived, my parents drove me early to the airport I was to travel alone. My father's brother and his family would pick me up at the airport. They had visited a couple times in California all I remembered was that one of my cousins was about my age and the other one was younger. The flight wasn't too bad; I slept most of the way so it was short. My uncle, wife and their two sons were waiting for me, after the required greetings and question about the flight we drove home. My uncle was quiet, my aunt and my younger cousin Cal were doing all the talking with Cal, who was ten years old, interrupting every now and then to make me repeat what I had said. He was amused about how funny I spoke Spanish, my accent, my older cousin Alex just rolled his eyes smiling apologetic. Alex was thirteen and seemed like a cool kid; at least it wasn't going to be that bad. They lived in a big townhome in the historic district of the city. The first floor had the living room, diner room and the kitchen, the second floor their bedroom and a small guest room, that I could use if I didn't want to stay in the boys' room on the third floor. Alex finally spoke; "you'll be better in our room the guest room is empty except for a small bed." I really didn't want to make the decision so I welcomed Alex's suggestion. Besides it was my first time in that house and with the super high ceiling looked a bit spooky to me. They asked if I wanted to eat or shower first, I went for the shower. My uncle told the boys to help me with my things. They took my thing heading for the end of the house while I stood by the stairs. Cal smiled at my saying: "that's their stairs ours is back there." Whereas the main stair was a nice antique, the boys' was a narrow spiral metal one, which ended in a big room. There weren't any walls but the boys had their stuff set up that divided it in two neat rooms each one with really high doors that opened to respective balconies. Once in bed they could still talk but they couldn't see each other. Alex took my stuff to his side of the room set it by a big closet and pointing to a door on the side said; "the bathroom is there and there are clean towels on the side" We heard my aunt on the intercom calling Cal, complaining he went downstairs. Alex sighed with relief and smiling said; "you have to forgive my brother he can be a pain sometimes" I smiled back answering; "no problem most little brothers I know are the same way. I am glad I don't have any, but then again sometimes I wish I had one" . Patting my back he said "At least you have cool cousins." For some reason I wanted to hug him especially when I saw the way he was smiling at me but I just said: "I was going to say that" and offer my knuckles. It wasn't cool for two, almost strangers, and teenage boys to hug. He kept showing me the room, he had a full size bed and I had noticed his brother had the same kind of bed. Suddenly he stopped and said; "I'm sorry I didn't ask you, maybe you want to stay on my brother's side." I smiled noticing he was being sarcastic and retorted; "maybe I should I don't think the two of us would fit in that bed" He pulled what appeared to be drawer under the bed. "No problem you're going to sleep here" he said pulling another bed under his that once set up was a little lower than his bed. Walking toward the door he said "If you want to take a shower I could go downstairs to give you privacy" I wasn't sure if he was serious or he was just being sarcastic so I answered; "You have to be joking!! We are cousins and about the same age, so we have the same things for sure" I said moving my hand up and down along my body; " I'm not embarrassed just stay" He grinned saying; "yes I guess I wouldn't be embarrassed either" For some reason Alex made me feel as we knew each other for a long time like I could trust him, after all we were cousins. We kept talking while he helped me put my stuff away. Every once in a while he repeated something I had said the right way. It wasn't annoying like his little brother or at least I didn't take it that way. I was starting to enjoy being with my cousin it wasn't going to be as bad as I thought. Later his parents took us out to eat then we went for desert to a place that had some kind of fresh fruit salad top with pecans, shredded coconut and sweet cream. I didn't know that fruit could be that tasty. It was nice, different we didn't have to drive we walked. There were many nice restaurants at walking distance; there were also all kinds of shops and even a movie theater. We came back late just on time to go the bed. We talked a little and then we were sent to bed. Before going in the shower Alex told his brother to leave me alone and go to bed which he did. Cal stayed on his side of the room soon I could hear his steady breathing, he'd fallen asleep. I got ready for bed I was undressing when Alex got out of the shower. He was only wearing white briefs. I didn't think anything of it; I had seen many boys in briefs in the locker room. I've never been interested on boys sexually... thus far. He stood right by me drying his hair, good thing he wasn't looking at me, because I had noticed his crotch and it almost took my breath away. It looked huge especially on his small frame, he actually looked eleven, not thirteen, except for the deep voice. Although he was months older than me he was much shorter and lighter. I had only seen mine to compare to, his looked much bigger. I turned away just in time but I was still amazed, distracted his image still in my mind. He "woke" me asking me if I was going to take a shower, I whispered back that I was used to doing it in the morning. I was still trying not to look at him, he answered; "you don't have to whisper, once Cal goes to sleep one can even jump on his bed he wouldn't wake up." I didn't know what else to say. I was nervous as if I was doing something wrong. I was also confused I couldn't comprehend why I was feeling that way. He probably thought that I was tired because he said; " Okay I let you sleep then, I am going to read a little if the light bothers you let me know" I still didn't answer which he took as a yes, he turned the main light off and jumped to his bed. He turned on a small light attached to the headboard. It aimed to just to him and whatever he was reading the rest of the room was dark including me. I was still quiet trying to grasp my feelings. After a while he looked at me, I closed my eyes right away. He whispered; "hey cousin are you still awake?" I didn't answer. He continued reading what I then noticed was a magazine. I couldn't see that good, my bed was lower. I could see his free hand, the one to my side, moving as if he was massaging himself. In a while he looked at me again to make sure I was still "asleep." Quietly he pushed his cover off and lifted up his butt to take off his brief. I caught a glimpse of his dick then, not enough to figure its size. I couldn't see his dick from my side I could only see his hand slowly going up and down. Little by little increasing the speed of his movements, he was breathing harder and then came to a stop. He didn't move, eventually his breathing became steady and then silence. I didn't want to move I didn't want him to know I was still awake. Shortly I dozed off don't know how long. I woke up in the middle of the night, he was still in the same position the light was still on. I waited debating myself I was curious to see how big his dick was. I was also telling myself that I shouldn't even think about it. After a while I decided to take a look if he'd woke up I could always say I had to take a piss. Although I had an idea of what was next the sight of his took my breath away. He was completely nude on top of the covers for the first time I realized how beautiful my cousin was. Though he was small and thin he was well proportioned, smooth pale skin contrasting with his black hair, long curly eyelashes, and just a bit of dark peach fuzz on his face, legs and arms. Between his legs was a now flaccid, thick about for inches cock resting on two huge, low hanging shiny balls he only had a few hairs on top of his dick. Almost immediately my dick was hard as a rock, of course, smaller than his flaccid one. For some reason I wanted so bad to touch it, to feel it. At the same time I still couldn't comprehend, why I felt that way. I pulled the covers over his boyhood and turned his light off in hopes to break the spell to no avail. I laid down trying to sleep with thousands of thoughts roaming in my head, the main one was I wanted to see it hard, I wanted to touch it. He was still asleep when I woke up, I was glad for some reason I didn't want to face him I felt guilty. I didn't feel I was going to be able to look at him in the eyes. He finally woke up, he looked at me half sleep smiling; "Did you turn off my light?" he asked. I didn't know what to answer, if I say yes he was going to know I had seen his dick. "Yes I'm sorry I didn't know you wanted it on" I said nervously. I don't know if he noticed my edginess, without looking at me he said; "its fine I usually fall sleep with the light on, but if it bothers you, turn it off." I didn't answer for fear that he heard something in my quivering voice. I knew he was nude so I got up to go take a piss to give him time to get dress. He was up already when I came back with fresh briefs on. I tried no to look but I couldn't help taking a quick glimpse. He was sideways putting a shirt on and giving me a full look at the impressive outline of his dick. He asked; "so what do you want to do today?" I didn't have an idea I said: "I don't know you are the expert here" My aunt on the intercom called us down for breakfast Cal was downstairs already. During breakfast I guess to make me feel better about Cal repeating my words incessantly my uncle said; "your cousin could teach you boys English and you boys can help him with his Spanish" Everybody though it was a great idea so we set up to do it an hour after lunch-In Mexico lunch is the main meal, dinner is usually just a snack or a glass of milk- Alex decided to take me to a park a big one in the middle of the city. It had a lake where we rented a boat; there was a zoo, a small amusement park and even a castle on a hill where the old emperor used to live but now was a museum. It was fun the whole day, starting getting there. My uncle didn't drive us but Alex was an expert on public transportation which was cool back home I was used to being driven everywhere so the change was nice made me feel as with more freedom. The subway was a few blocks away and it took us right in the center of the park. We all were wearing shorts, during the train ride and the boat ride I was sitting face to face to Alex it was so hard not to look up his shorts. I used the old trick to point to something on the side while I took a fast peek, all I saw was a piece of one his balls. The entire day was the same trying not to look which I couldn't resist several times. I don't think he noticed or so I thought. It got even worse in addition to gaze at his package I began to stare at his face, his dark brown eyes and his red chunky lips. I also began to touch him whenever was proper, like putting my arm around his shoulder or my hand on his knees. I've never had a girlfriend but I had never been attracted to boys either but then again my cousin was like no other boy I knew, he was beautiful. I don't know if he'd noticed my behavior but he started to do the same thing. This confused me even more; was he doing it for the same reason I was? Or maybe he was just being nice, of course, I couldn't ask him. On the way back in the subway-or "Metro" as they called it- I kind of got an answer. The train was a crowded we had to stand my cousins was at either side of me. Since Cal couldn't reach the holding bar I put my arm around his shoulders to keep him from falling. Alex was on my other side holding himself from a bar behind me. The train was bouncy which made Alex bump on me every now and then. I could feel his warm bulge on the side of my leg. A sudden jerk made Alex's body lean completely on me; he didn't try to move away I didn't either. The way he held on the bar behind me felt almost like a half embraced. His head was on my chest I could feel his warm, moist breath, smell his hair and feel his dick getting harder against my leg. He was humping my leg so gentle I couldn't tell if it was the train moving or him. He kept doing it for minutes, all of a sudden he let go of the bar and held me hard against him humping my leg harder. I held him back hard kissing the top of his head shaky with lust. He push himself totally on my body, his face on my chest then all stopped. He moved apart, let go of me and held back on the bar. I was panic-stricken I didn't grasp what had just happened. I was thinking; "maybe he got upset because I held him and kiss his head" was he going to tell his parents? Was I going to get in trouble? When we got out of the train he tried to act as if nothing had occurred. I could still feel some coldness from him; I couldn't even look at him. Once at home he went directly upstairs to his room. His parents were in the living room watching TV Cal went with them. I followed Alex slowly even though I really didn't want to face him I wasn't in a mood to answer my aunt's questions. Alex was already in the shower, I lay on my stomach and cried quietly wanting to sleep and wake up at home. I heard the shower stop I knew Alex was going to come out shortly. I clean my eyes and tried my best to pretend I was asleep. Alex came out and said; "yeah right you are asleep" kicked me softly. I was avoiding making any crying sounds but I couldn't help make a noise with my nose. He jumped on my bed right away pulling me trying to turn me over saying; "what's wrong? Are you crying?" He didn't say anything for a while then said; "I know what is wrong now" I freaked I thought he was going to tell me off but said; "you are homesick, don't you?" I didn't answer, he continued; "but is only your second day here" "or are you tired of your cousins already?" He said straddled my back, I could tell right away that he was only wearing his briefs I could feel his warm package and his naked legs on my sides. Although I was still upset I couldn't avoid getting a boner. He was tickling softly my sides exclaiming; "that's not very nice I am going to teach you a lesson I'm going to make you laugh" He grab my sides and fully tickled me. I had to turn around to get him off of me. He pinned me with both hands though small he was very strong. He was now sitting on my chest it was too much I felt just like earlier in the train dizzy with lust. I closed my eyes the only way I could think that would stop me to stare at his crotch. Suddenly he stopped and looked me right in the eyes stating; "I wish you'd stay, if my little brother or I upset you I'm sorry I wouldn't want you to go angry at us" I then got it, I had overreacted he wasn't mad. I sighed with relief and replied; "I wasn't crying you dork I had something in my eyes" Who said anything about leaving? Why would I want to go so soon? Unless, of course, you want me to go already" He shook his head interrupting; "Don't even say that you know you could stay the whole year" That was what I wanted to hear relieved I concluded; "and just so you know I don't think I could get angry with my best cousin. And I would not like it if he did" he grinned stating; "And just so YOU know; I don't think I could get mad at my best cousin either. To be continued... If you enjoy my story you'll love my other stories on Nifty links below And don't forget to donate to Nifty. http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/encounters/boys-control/ http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/pipo-and-me/ http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/sergio-and-i/