Date: Sun, 9 May 2004 18:11:51 -0400 From: Captain Swing Subject: Six Years 3 When Richard and I reached the house we were caught up in more rounds of hugs and greetings from the newly arrived relatives. Grandma told us to go change, that there was plenty of time before we ate. As I'd feared, creepy Duane was hiding out in our room so Richard and I had to change separately in the bathroom. I thought of sneaking in to take a quick shower together with him but too many people were milling about. As usual, the separate immediate families ate together at long picnic tables, so Richard and I were split up at dinner. He'd changed into bright white shorts a little too small for him and a dark blue polo shirt. I thought he looked hot as hell and I heard several other people comment on how handsome he was. I laughed to myself as the insane thought popped into my head of piping up "Yeah, and you should see how cute his dick is." I didn't, of course, I did wonder if I was the only one or if anyone else saw Richard as a sex object. I doubted anyone did, but you never know. Anyway. I thought he looked good enough to eat. Failing that, I thought maybe he could at least provide a creamy dessert. After dinner, the adults cleared the tables and drifted inside. Most of the younger folks stayed outside in the warm twilight. Happily there were few mosquitos, but the air was filled with a billion lightning bugs. The younger kids, Richard among them, ran around like maniacs trying to catch them. Despite what was going on between Richard's legs, he was still a little kid in some ways. It was almost dark when he came over and sat beside me on the porch steps. He didn't say anything, just snuggled close and rested his head on my shoulder. "Tired?" ""No," he answered dreamily. "Just resting." "Too tired to take a walk down by the barn?" He didn't seem to be paying much attention. "For what?" "I want to show you something." "Show me what?" Suddenly he caught on, sat up straight and gave me a wicked grin. "Oh. I bet I know. I saw it this afternoon, right?" I laughed. "Something like that." He jumped up and pulled me to my feet. "Come on. Let's go." We walked off into the dark. When I was sure no one could see us I reached over an began to rub Richard's cute little ass. My cock stiffened as he did the same to me. Our eyes soon adjusted to the dark and we were on familiar ground so we reached the barn without stumbling. We went around back and into an especially dark corner. We faced each other, reached between each other's legs and began to rub. Richard was instantly as hard as I was. There was no sound except an occasional soft moan of pleasure from both of us. I unbuttoned his shorts and pulled down his zipper; his cotton covered dick popped out and I rubbed some more. He began to fumble with my zipper but I stopped him by sinking to my knees in front of him. "What are you....." "Shhh." I pulled his shorts down to his ankles and, after untangling his dick, his undershorts too. I leaned forward and took his whole hard little spike into my mouth at once. It fit perfectly. I didn't try anything elaborate, just a classic teenage blowjob, the kind I knew kids liked. I bobbed up and down on his dick, taking in the whole length, and ran my tongue around the head. I put my hands on his silky-smooth buns and pulled him gently back and forth as I sucked. I could tell by his erratic breathing, his gasps, that he was loving it. Why wouldn't he? It didn't take long, of course: it never does with a twelve year old. His breathing became more ragged and with a couple of soft "Oh"s from deep in his throat he shot. His little dick sent three or four small squirts of almost sweet nectar into the back of my mouth. I swallowed hungrily I swabbed off the last drops with my tongue, then pulled away; I know how sensitive kids' dicks are after they cum. I stood up and hugged Richard tightly without saying anything. Finally he spoke. "I was hoping you'd do that." I was surprised. "You knew about blowjobs? Has anybody sucked your dick before?" "Not really." "What does that mean? They either have or they haven't." "No. It was my friend Todd. We fooled around a little bit but we didn't know what we were doing. He claimed a friend of his brother had given him a blowjob but I think he was lying. He didn't know any more than I did. We, like, put our mouth on each other's dick but we didn't really put them inside. It was nothing like what you just did, believe me. Nothing like it." I kept on hugging him, wondering how to phrase the obvious next question. He beat me to it. "Do you want me to do that to you?" The kid was quite the mindreader. 'That would be fantastic, if you want to. You don't have to. But it would be great if you did." He broke free of my hug and squatted down in front of me. "OK, but you'll have to tell me what to do." He leaned close and took my cock in his hand. "Uh-oh." "What?" "It's too big. I'll never be able to get that in my mouth." Funny how "It's so big" sounds so good and "It's too big" sounds so shitty. "Try. You don't have to take the whole thing. Just do your best. Kiss the head first. Stick out your tongue and lick it. Get it wet, then just put as much as you can inside." "It's already wet." No doubt. I'd been oozing precum since we got to the barn. He didn't offer any more objections and followed my directions. All in all he did a pretty good job. Somehow the awkwardness of a blowjob from a young kid can be more of a turn-on than the bells-and-whistles of a "trained professional," He clipped me a couple times with his teeth, but not too bad. He didn't really do a lot of actual sucking, but his fumbling around with his lips and his tongue, plus the knowledge that this was twelve-year-old Richard slobbering over my big eighteen-year-old cock brought me to the brink several times. But just as I'd get there he'd stop. It was just by chance, but he'd stumbled accidentally onto the technique that drives guys crazy and guarantees a spectacular cum. Finally I couldn't stand it any more. I put my cockhead in his mouth and held the back of his head. With my other hand I gave my cock a few strokes and flooded his mouth with the biggest load I'd shot in a long time. It seemed like I'd never stop squirting. Richard made no effort to pull away: he just sat there and took it. Finally I stopped cumming and let Richard's head go. He stood up and hugged me. "I did good, didn't I?" I was too drained to do more than give a short laugh and nod. We stood there quietly, hugging each other for a few minutes. Finally we broke apart and silently pulled our clothes back up. "I love you, Richard." I hadn't planned to say that, hadn't even thought of saying it. It just came out. I'd never said that to another boy. Most of my other playmates would have clobbered me if I had. I worried how Richard would react. He reacted perfectly. "I love you too, Brian." We didn't say anything more, just started back to the house with our arms around each other. ______________________________________ More soon. Sorry the chapters are so short.