Date: Fri, 29 Apr 2016 12:09:48 +0000
From: blueskylar@openmailbox.org
Subject: Secret Lives, Chapter 1, the Old Double

Secret Lives

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Secret Lives
by Skylar Bleu

Chapter 1: The Old Double

Hi, my name is Kai and my story starts, well kind of before I even came
into puberty. Yeah, so like I had this aunt and uncle that my folks were
really close too. They had four kids, but two of them were boys my age.
Growing up, we saw a lot of each other. From the time we were toddlers we
took baths together, played in the sand together, made messes together, but
most of all we got our moms to scream at us. We had a habit of running
amuck naked. We had a lot of fun together, and when having overnights,
camping, or whatever, we would find ourselves sleeping together, like most
kids.

One time when I was ten, I was going to be sleeping over at my cousins'
house for a long weekend. That first night my younger cousin didn't come to
our bed. I kind of thought it was because my older cousin had a habit (or
rather referred to as "accidents") of peeing the bed. I kind of had a crush
on him, so I took my chances. Their folks had us in the summer guest room,
which was great because it had so many windows to allow the summer breeze
pass through. It also had a very unimpressive, but big old double bed.
Plenty of room for three pre-teen boys to sleep in.

My elder cousin's name is Aiden, he is a year older than me. Back then he
was tall for his age with a lean body, dark hair and lashes, and beautiful
light amber eyes. I envied him so much. The way his dark curls would frame
his face. His parents never made him or his brother get a number one (a
very short boy's haircut), like my parents made me. He had great skin, it
was the most perfect skin colour for a central European that tanned
beautifully in summer. Dark enough to say, there is nothing snow bound
here, but light enough to say, I might be the seed of royalty. His
beautiful oval nipples were perfectly placed on his lean defined chest, and
just the perfect shade darker.

I remember thinking that I wasn't nearly as cute, or as attractive as him.
And even though most parents would have called me a perfectly healthy boy,
I felt chubby around him, and I am not referring to the good kind. I felt
pale as a sheet, with rouged cheeks like a girl. Where my lips were almost
blood red, his were that perfect jock boy pink, both soft and firm at the
same time. I had a little belly fat, not much, and a bubble butt for days!
The kind badonkadonk twink lovers and pedos drool over. But all I ever
wanted was to be long and lean like him. You could see that he would grow
to be a broad chested, idyllic specimen of manhood. At the time, I felt
like the most I could hope for is to not turn out to be a pear shaped man
like my Great Uncle Luis, a very sweet man, but not an impressive figure of
manhood.

As we lay in bed that night, I recall feeling the bed shaking a little and
there was a weird pull on the sheet that covered us. Being it was summer,
we only had the sheet to share. I couldn't see anything because there was
no moon that night. So, in the dark of the room as I felt this stuff going
on in the bed I knew I had to find out what it was without really having
any idea what I might be getting into.

"Aiden," I called out into the dark as if I couldn't feel the heat of his
body right next to me. "Aiden, what are you doing?"

"Shhhh..." I heard. "Give me your hand."

"What?" I asked with a slight emphasis of alarm. "Why do you want my hand?"

"Shhhh..." I heard again. "Just shut up and give it too me."

I could feel his hand searching for mine. He got hold of my wrist and
pulled it toward his dick. I felt my hand brush against it. Aiden grabbed
my hand with both of his and wrapped my hand around his dick. I hadn't seen
it hard since he had reached puberty. I didn't think it would be this big.
He guided me making my hand rub it up and down on his dick. He removed one
hand from mine and I felt him reach over to my groin.

"Take off your underwear," Aiden ordered after feeling the cotton of my
tight white undies.

I'm not sure why, but I didn't question him. I just quickly slid them down
to my knees and put my hand back on his dick. As soon as I settled back
down onto the bed, Aiden grabbed hold of my dick and started to stroke me.

"Do what I do," he instructed.

He really didn't have to. It felt so good I automatically started stroking
him without his assistance before half the sentence was out of his mouth.
My little dick was at full mast. His five inch boy dick was stiff as a
stick too. We laid there for a few minutes just stroking each other. How I
wished my dick was as big as Aiden's. It was even so thick that my fingers
barely touched around it. I can still see it as it was then, a beautiful
fat cock, thick at the base growing slightly thicker in the middle then
gradually tapering down into the head.

I heard his voice spoke out in the dark, "If I do something to you would
you do it to me?"

Having been the witness to the many unfair fights between him and his
younger brother, I boasted, "Yeah, I will!"

Then the shocker. Here I had thought he was going to something terrible to
me, just for shits and giggles. Even as he sat up and bent over me a
million things ran through my brain of the horrible nasty things he was
about to do to me, but not that. I never for a moment thought of that.
Aiden bent over me and took my little dick into his mouth and proceeded to
suck me. My very first blow job.

I felt his warm moist mouth go up and down on my tiny boy dick. His tongue
pressed hard against it. It was amazing! It made every part of my body
shake. I think that my balls crawled even further up into my body. I didn't
want it to stop. My boyhood crush was making me feel otherworldly. But, as
quick as it had started it stopped. Aiden sat up.

"Your turn."

Disappointed.

Apprehensively, I sat up in the bed and leaned over him. It was so dark in
the room, but I could sense where exactly his dick was on the bed and on
him. With my hand wrapped around the base I took the head into my mouth. My
tongue came in contact with the slit. It was filled with a thick slickery
goo. What?

"What is that?" I desperately asked.

"It's pre. It's normal. There's nothing wrong. You will make it too,
someday."

It took a moment, but I over came the fear of the strange pre, taking
Aiden's dick back into my mouth.

"Now, go up and down, and watch your teeth. Fold your lips over 'em so you
don't hurt my cock."

Those words resonated with me for some reason. I had never heard a dick
called a cock before, but I liked how it sounded. I did as he told me,
wrapping my lips around my teeth and started to bob up and down on his cock
with my head. His dick slid over my tongue back and forth. The head of his
cock pushed at the back of my throat, but it didn't bother me the way the
toothbrush sometimes does when I brush my teeth.

"Suck a little, like it's a straw, but not that hard," Aiden instructed.

It was heaven. Aiden's pre was delicious. It was like nothing I had ever
had in my mouth. Slightly sweet, with some kind of weird creaminess that
had some other favours in it that I can't really compare to anything
else. It was delicious. And, he and I were sharing something completely
new. This was ours.

After a couple of minutes bobbing on his cock, Aiden grabbed me by the hair
and started to direct the movement of my head. I sucked as best as I could
as Aiden's fat ball sack bumped against my cheek.

After a couple minutes I heard, "Oh fuck, I'm gunna cum!"

Aiden started to thrust his hips up into my face as his hands forced my
face down hard into his groin.

Suddenly, I felt his cock get stiffer, it swelled up, then I felt something
come up through it almost like a ball. It made his cock jerk in my mouth
repeatedly and then my mouth was filled with something with the consistency
of a watery jell. Several blasts of the loose sticky goo coated the insides
of my cheeks and my tongue. I was pretty sure it wasn't pee. It took me a
moment to realize from the taste that it was the same kind of stuff as the
pre. I savoured the flavour. I was already hooked. My mouth was filled with
it. Not knowing what to do, I did the natural thing, I swallowed it. The
taste of it thickly coating my tongue, and I could feel it slide down my
throat.

So in love with this new thing I could share with Aiden I started to suck
him again. I worked every drop of his "pre" out of him. For a moment, I was
completely into his cock. It fit my mouth so perfectly, but he stopped
me. He told me that it was getting too sensitive.

I sat up and apologized, thinking that I had done something wrong. I felt
really bad and my eyes started to tear.

"You ok?"

"Yeah," I replied trying hard to not let him know I was crying.

"Thank you for that, but you don't have to do it again if you didn't like
it," he told me.

"What?"

Aiden very kindly rephrased his statement for me, "If you didn't like
sucking me then you don't have to do it again. Thank you, though. It felt
really good."

It took a moment for my little brain to process the whole thing. He thanked
me for sucking him. He liked it. I don't have to do it again if I don't
want to do it again. But I did. I wanted to do it again. I loved it. It was
the best thing ever and knowing that it made him feel good made it all the
better.

"I wanna," I said shyly.

"What's that?" Aiden asked me.

"I wanna do it again. I liked it."

The air was dark and silent for a moment.

"You did?" Aiden asked.

Puzzled, I asked him, "Didn't you like it when you sucked me?"

There was a long pause. Finally, out of the dark came his voice once again.

"Um, it really wasn't my thing, but I am glad that you liked it."

What I heard was, "I loved being with you. We can totally do this again.
Maybe tomorrow night." And I really couldn't wait for tomorrow night. It
couldn't have gotten there soon enough.

I resumed my sleeping spot on the bed with a huge grin.

"Promise you won't tell anybody about this," he insisted.

I mumbled an a yes or something.

Aiden shoved me with his hand as he repeated sharply, "You won't tell
anybody!"

Awakened, I respond, "I promise, I won't tell anyone. I'll keep our
secret."

At that moment I felt very vigilant about it. No one could know about this,
not even his little brother. I wasn't going to let him down.

The next morning I awoke with the strangest sensation. Aiden had peed the
bed. It must have been what woke me up, because it was warm. He was
sleeping on his back. The top and bottom sheet were soaked. I sat up and
gently tried to wake him so that we could get it cleaned up before anyone
else in the house discovered what had happened.

*****

To be continued.

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