Date: Wed, 30 Dec 2020 13:06:58 +0000
From: Robert Thomson <alanussr@gmail.com>
Subject: PETER AND HIS COUSINS

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PETER AND HIS COUSINS

A close classmate of mine was Peter. Our birthdays were within a week of
each other.  The two of us were far from being alone among a bunch of
classmates who can best be described as addicted to masturbation at 14.  We
never did it to one another, but wanking was a regular topic of
conversation, with mostly tall tales about ejaculation. We thought nothing
about seeing each other naked, getting changed for PE or for swimming in
the school's own small pool.

This story is second-hand but when I heard it from Peter, knowing him like
I did, I never had even a shadow of doubt that he was telling me the
truth. What's more, he felt a lot better after telling me. I promised never
to breath a word and I didn't, not until now when I decided to put it down
in writing.

Peter had at some time spoken of his cousins, twins, almost two years older
than him. He knew the two of them quite well. He'd also mentioned to me how
his uncle & aunt, parents of the twins, had some kind of place in the
countryside.  He described it as a comfortable big hut, close to a lake,
safe to swim in.  Both of us had our 15th birthdays during our summer hols
from school that year.

Back at school when these hols were over, there was the usual noisy chatter
about where we'd all been and doing what.  I hadn't seen Peter during these
hols, so both of us were pleased to see each other again.  When I asked him
about what he'd been doing, he kind of frowned, just saying he'd been for a
while at the place in the country, doing plenty of swimming. Something
about him made me think he was keeping something back from me, not like
him.  On the second day we were back at school, once I had him alone, I
asked him if anything was troubling him. Without actually saying a word, at
our dinner break, he beckoned to me to follow him to the lavs, leading me
into one of the cubicles, carefully bolting the door.  I wondered what was
coming next.

Still saying nothing, he undid his belt, dropping his trousers & Y-fronts
down round his ankles & lifting his shirt up. I saw that he'd had the hair
round his cock shaved, and it was barely beginning to grow back there. None
of us had hairy balls, but he'd been shaved all the way down between his
legs. It looked itchy, and he said it was.  He pulled his clothes back
up. Still in the cubicle, speaking very quietly, I asked him why he'd done
that.  He shook his head. "Not me, Rob, it was them, my cousins."  No, he
hadn't asked them to do it, they like forced him.  It took me three more
days before I slowly got the full details out of him.  Like I said, I'm
sure he felt better after telling me all about it.

His uncle had driven Peter & his cousins to the hut, leaving the three of
them there for two weeks, with plenty of food and stuff to drink. It was
more than just a hut, more like a small house on one level, with a fridge,
big kitchen sink, a table & chairs, and bunk beds, enough to sleep four
people.  There was an outside chemical toilet.

 His cousins were Adrian and Robert, always called Bobby.

Pretty soon after they were left alone there, on a fine warm day, his
cousins made to go swimming in the lake.  Peter was digging about in his
backpack to find his swim trunks.  His cousins laughed, getting all their
clothes off, saying how they always went for a swim naked, so Peter went
along with it, forgetting all about his swim trunks.

That's when he saw something he didn't expect. His cousins hadn't any hair
on them down there, none, not even down under their balls, just some hair
showing in their armpits.  Peter assured me he'd said nothing, trying not
to look as the three of them splashed about in the water.  He said he'd
really enjoyed his first swim there.  Back inside, getting dried off, he
got into some shorts & a T-shirt. Once they'd dried off, his cousins showed
no sign of putting anything on except their trainers, starting to get some
food ready.  When the three of them sat down to eat at the table, his
cousins were still naked.

While the three of them were eating, he'd plucked up the courage to ask why
they didn't want to put clothes on. They'd just laughed, saying no one else
was ever around, so why bother with clothes?  It took Peter a bit more
time, when they were washing up the things after eating, to ask one of them
why they'd wanted to shave the hair round their cocks.

His cousin Bobby had answered him, saying his brother & him had been
shaving their pubes for each other for over a year already, doing it again
when the hair started to grow in, adding that Peter should try it. That was
all.  When time for bed came, there was another surprise.  He got into his
bunk just in his PJ bottoms, both hands down on his balls as usual. The
surprise came when both his cousins, still naked, got into one bunk
together. He didn't think they were wanking each other, at least not while
he was awake. He just heard them whispering to each other before drifting
off to sleep.

Waking up with his usual morning stiffy, his two cousins were out of bed
before him.  He went to the outside chemical toilet for a pee, coming back
inside to wash his face & hands and brush his teeth. He'd only just
finished doing that, looking forward to the fry-up his cousins were making,
when all of a sudden both of them, still naked, grabbed him from behind,
pulling off his PJ bottoms & throwing them on his bunk.  They said it was
time he got used to having nothing on when the three of them were in there.
So, naked, same as his cousins, he sat down with them for breakfast.  That
was nothing. There was more to come.

After they'd eaten and cleared things away his cousins got some clothes on
and Peter did the same.  Taking only some soft drinks in Adrian's backpack,
the three of them walked several miles from where the hut was.  On the way,
his cousins kept on asking him to try seeing how it felt to have his pubes
shaved off. He hadn't said anything, either agreeing or disagreeing. By the
time they all got back to the hut, he was a bit tired.  Again, his cousins
took everything off except their trainers. Peter said he'd not felt so
weird when he also stripped naked, ready for food. Once they'd cleared
things away, it was still early.

It was his cousin Adrian who spread a thick blanket on the table. Peter
said he was wondering what for, when Bobby boiled the kettle, filling a big
plastic basin with hot water & adding some cold. Adrian said it was time
Peter lost his cock hair, helping him to climb on the table, lying on his
back. One of them brought a pillow for his head.  Was he scared, I asked
him?

He said definitely, not knowing what his cousins were meaning to do to him.
Out of like nowhere, seeing that his cousins weren't old enough to shave,
Bobby squirted plenty of shaving foam on his cock hair, rubbing it in. When
he saw the razor in Adrian's hand, he was really scared. Adrian told him
not to worry, just to lie back with his legs apart, keeping his hands
behind his head and shutting his eyes if he didn't want to look.  His
cousin Adrian clearly knew how to use the razor. All he felt was it taking
his hair off, hearing him rinsing the razor time & again, his brother
adding more shaving foam a couple of times.

After the hair round his cock was all off, Adrian had taken hold of it,
lifting it up.  Didn't that get him hard?  No, he was so nervous that his
cock stayed soft with his foreskin over the end, and no, he'd never had
anyone else except me touch his cock since the days long ago when his mum
was washing him.  Like I said, at 15, none of us had hairy balls.  Adrian
lifted his cock up to let him shave right down between Peter's legs.  Once
it was all done, Bobby had wiped all the foam carefully off with a warm old
facecloth, then dried him with one of his own towels.  Right after that,
Bobby had found some cream in the First Aid box, rubbing some of it gently
where Peter had been shaved, like to sooth his sensitive skin. How did he
feel?  He said just a bit cold, nothing more.

It was Bobby who fetched a mirror so that Peter could have a good look at
himself right after being shaved.  He said it looked weird, like he was all
smooth the way he'd been when he was 10 years old, before his balls & cock
started growing.  Of the two cousins, Peter said he'd liked Bobby better,
although Adrian had been very careful with the razor, not nicking him
anywhere.

That same night, he'd got into his bunk naked, feeling how smooth he was
down below.  When his cousins made for their bunks, Adrian climbed up the
three steps of the ladder. Peter had a good view of his big cock & balls.
Bobby sat down on on the edge of Peter's lower bunk.

He said something like he supposed Peter liked wanking, so how did he feel
about getting wanked by him?  For one thing, Peter had never had anyone
else wank him but he felt his cock stiffening.  He hadn't replied when
Bobby said that. However, the next thing was Bobby's hand closing round his
cock and like it felt the right thing to do, he put out a hand to take hold
of Bobby's balls, then got his hand round his cousin's stiff cock, It was
up really hard, warm, with his skin going back to show the swollen head on
it.

Peter said it had been well over a week since his last wank. Not just that,
being wanked by his cousin, he just knew it wouldn't take long before he
lost it, feeling his balls tightening.  Bobby was grinning, watching
Peter's face. Peter just went on wanking him. Without any warning other
than a loud intake of breath, Bobby's cock jerked & throbbed in Peter's
fist. He steadied himself, one hand on the wall as the spunk shot out of
him, several warm splashes on Peter's chest & stomach, with Bobby gasping
but somehow managing to keep on wanking Peter.  His own spunk came just a
moment later, taking his breath away, shooting far up on his chest.  Bobby
was grinning, saying something like Wow, so much of that in you.  Peter lay
there with a mixture of his own spunk & his cousin's all over him.

Telling him not to move, Bobby got tissues from somewhere, carefully wiping
the sticky mess off Peter, wiping his cock & his own, saying something
about see how much easier it was to clean up after a wank when there was no
cock hair.  Was Adrian asleep when this happened?  Peter thought he was,
because Bobby asked whether it was OK for him to get in beside him, so
that's what happened, just him & Bobby naked, side by side, soon asleep,
relaxed in that special way a wank leaves you feeling.

I wanted to know whether anything else had happened while he was there with
his cousins.  He'd enjoyed being wanked by Bobby, a new experience getting
wanked by another boy. His cousin Adrian hadn't heard what they were doing,
and he'd agreed with Bobby to keep it their secret.  It took me a few more
times of asking before I got it out of Peter what else did happen.

After another of their naked swimming afternoons, back in the house getting
dried off, his cousin Adrian had said something more about boys fucking
each other, betting Peter that he'd never done that.  Of course he
hadn't. Although we all knew that it was possible, it wasn't something that
any of us keen wankers at school had ever discussed.  Adrian had kept on
going back to the subject, saying something like he knew of two boys at his
school who did each other that way, both of them the same age as Peter, 15.

Did he have any idea that his cousin Adrian was like softening him up for
doing that?  No, he hoped that Adrian would tire of the subject, which he
seemed to do.  Peter was mistaken. Just the next afternoon, Adrian once
again fetched a thick blanket & a couple of pillows, beckoning him to get
up on the table on his back, like when he shaved him.  Peter was still
thinking that all Adrian wanted to do was wank him, just to see his
spunk. That didn't worry him too much. No matter that Bobby had wanked him
only a day before, he could always count on a big load coming.

He was really scared when Adrian took hold of his ankles, lifting his legs
right up over his shoulders, giving him a close-up view of his cousin's
stiff cock. I asked Peter how big it was.  He thought even bigger than
Bobby's, something like 7 inches, maybe more, thick, looking all the bigger
because he had no hair there. Adrian had smeared something on him, cold on
his asshole. He thought it might have been some more of the E45 ointment
from the First Aid box, only because that's what Bobby had rubbed on him
after they shaved him.  What was Bobby doing when this was going on? Peter
said he was standing behind him with both hands on his shoulders, telling
him not to worry or hold his breath.  He remembered feeling Bobby's stiff
cock rubbing against the back of his head.

When Adrian lifted his legs right up, with him poking his stiff cock in
there, trying to find the way in, Peter said he just shut his eyes,
gripping the blanket, expecting to be hurt, and he was. When the top of
Adrian's hard cock went into him, he told me that it hurt like nothing
else. He didn't shove it right in, just held it like that before given
gentle persistent pushes, still very painful, enough to bring tears to his
eyes. When he opened them, Adrian was looking straight at him, still
pushing his cock further inside him. He told me he felt like he was being
split open, but Adrian went on, drawing his cock just a little way back
before going in even deeper.

Had he ever said anything to Peter about stopping if it was too much for
him? Yes, but he could tell by the look on his cousin's face that it was no
good begging him to stop. He just wanted it to be all over.

Peter remembered how his own cock hardened while Adrian was fucking him. He
could feel his cousin's cock in there, hard and warm. What about Bobby?
He'd stayed standing behind Peter's head and when he tipped Peter's head
right down at the edge of the table, he got his cock into his mouth, slowly
getting it down his throat until he choked on it, doing that again & again,
near enough distracting him from what Adrian was doing, with his cock all
the way inside, his balls slapping against him at every deep thrust.

Was it still hurting as bad as at first?  No, he said he'd kind of got used
to Adrian's cock in him, so it wasn't hurting much, except when his cousin
gave a deep thrust, enough to lift him off the table. How long did he keep
on with it?  Peter said it seemed like forever but could have been no more
than 15 minutes before Adrian said something like `Now, get this!'  He said
he could actually feel Adrian's cock in there, jerking as his spunk went
into him. Almost at the same time, Bobby's lot sprayed down the side of his
face, running down on his chest.  With Adrian gasping, his jerking cock
still in him, Peter said his own hard cock jerked wildly, without even
touching it, his spunk spurting out on his stomach, making a pool of it in
his belly-button.

How long did his cousin keep his cock in him after he spunked? Peter said
he drew it out really slowly, something like a feeling of relief.  Some of
his spunk ran down the inside of one of Peter's legs.  Did they clean him
up after all that?  Yes, right away, with more warm water and the old
facecloth, Bobby doing all of it for him, while Adrian stood there
squeezing his cock, wiping it with tissues. Did either of them say anything
right away afterwards?  Adrian put an arm round Peter's shoulder, sort of
saying sorry if he'd hurt him and something about being him being very
good. He'd never fucked any other boy before he did Peter.

What about getting Adrian's spunk left inside him?  Peter said when he went
to sit down on the chemical toilet, it all came out of him with no
effort. He'd sat there until he peed, wiping his cock using lav paper. Was
he sore?  He told me only for a day or two afterwards. By the time they all
went for another swim the next day, he'd not felt anything much, although
he knew he was different in some way.

When his uncle came to collect the three of them after two weeks there, was
Peter ever tempted to say what had happened?  He said not.  He wanted to
forget what Adrian had done to him, a bad experience, but he readily
admitted to me that he'd enjoyed being wanked by Bobby.

It was something like three months before Peter's cock hair grew back in
the way it was before he got shaved.  I don't know how soon he started
wanking again after we came back to school, probably right away.  All I
remember is him letting me see that his hair had grown back, and the two of
us having a wank together in our usual place.  (End)