Date: Sun, 8 Apr 2012 15:37:47 -0500 From: Scott Fricker Subject: Taking RJ's Innocence I was 21 and my cousin RJ was 11 at the time. My aunt and uncle were taking a second honeymoon in Hawaii and had asked me to come along to keep my cousin entertained while they went off on their own exploring the islands. Let me describe RJ to you. He stood about 4' 9" and weighed about 80 pounds. He had dirty blonde hair that he wore in a bowl cut, grey blue eyes and a puggish nose dotted with a few freckles. His lips were somewhat full and what you might describe as pouty. His smile featured 2 large rabbit teeth in front and his teeth were amazingly white. He was one of those blondes who was blessed with the ability to tan versus burn in the sun, and after nearly a week of being in Hawaii, his skin had burnished into a beautiful sandy gold. A competitive swimmer on his community swim team, RJ had a tightly toned body that showed the definition of a boy just on the cusp of reaching puberty. RJ's torso featured perky small pecs and a flat, dimpled tummy with a hint of roundness emmanating from a tightly corkscrewed, outtie belly button. The two little nipples on his chest were little more than two dots that had yet to darken with puberty and were a half shade darker than the surrounding skin. His adorable little butt resembled two small grapefruits pressed together and had the tendancy of jutting out when standing. His legs were the most muscular parts of his body, but still boyishly skinny, and absolutely devoid of hair, like the rest of him. I took my cousin's innocence in the hotel room i shared with him. When we began, RJ was wearing the red and white candy-striped competitive Speedo he wore on his swim team. We were sprawled on one of the two large king-sized beds in the room, a soft core porn showing on the hotel cable's Cinemax channel. I knew this would get him horny and my strategy at seducing him this way paid off in spades. I began feeling him up, and boy did he bone up fast! I couldn't get over how quickly his small boy noodle that had been so noticably contoured within the snug fit of his speedos twitched up into an arching, banana-shaped curve pressing against the thin lycra between his dick and my fingertips. It didn't take much convincing to talk him into letting me untie the drawstrings and descend that skimpy suit around his ankles. I loved how, with the suit pulled down, I could see the milky pale skin of his untanned body where the Speedo had been covering him. RJ was just ripening down there. His eleven year old endowment starting to show some early thickening, but still boyishly lengthed at no more than three and a half inches from tip to root. His scrotal sac was baby smooth and its small plum shape hung snug below his hairless pubis. However, like his penis, his robins egg sized balls showed some of the increased size of puberty's dawning. When I took him into my mouth he whimpered and he wiggled a bit, telling me it felt too good. I told him to relax and reassured him that I knew the sensations were new to him, but that he would enjoy the feeling I was about to give him. His legs spread out at the knees, and his inner thighs faced the ceiling and the heels of his feet pressed together with the speedo wrapped around his ankles. My tongue explored the delicate contours of his bloated glans as I twirled and swirled the wet surface of my tongue over the feverishly warm tip, at times teasing his small slitted piss hole and tickling the magic spot just below the buttressed front of his boy knob. The shape of it felt like a small cherry in my mouth and the texture of the skin seemed impossibly smooth, almost like glass. His eleven year old cocklette flexed in spasming contractions as i teased that sweet cherry, hearing my cousin's anxious boy whimpers coming from above my head. His ass squirmed on the bed and his legs twitched with scissoring in and out movements. I tightened my lips and repeatedly glided them up and down his slender, gracefully arched tube of boy flesh. He began to make gentle, involuntary thrusts up into my mouth. From above my bobbing head, I could hear RJ making soft grunts punctuated with muttered yes's and no's as his body struggled with the building intensity of pleasure my mouth was causing him. With the tip of my index finger, I softly prodded the tight pucker of his virgin ass and felt the rubbery anal ring contracting and releasing as I stimulated him there. Gently pushing my finger up, I felt the little anal ring give up its purchase and felt the rubbery moist heat of it gripping my finger like a mouth. RJ's hips, with that little band of untanned pale skin left by his speedo, began to take on a staccatoed rhythm of micropumps and I knew he wouldn't last much longer. With my little cousin in my mouth, I looked up and saw him curling his head and torso up from the bed, watching me suckle him. His face took on an expression of helplessness. In a panic, RJ yelped "Stop! You're gonna make me pee!" Ignoring his panic, I felt his hands that had been gripping the bedspread suddenly reach up and grab the back of my head as I felt the spongey give of his dewy moist, hairless pubic mound beginning to slap frantically against the perimeter of my mouth. I kept my head still and let him take over as his pumping, which only a minute before had been gentle and tentative, was now frantic and urgently intense. His lower back arched beneath him and I saw his tummy growing washboard tense. RJ's tummy sucked in suddenly as he took in a sharp gaspish breath and then let it out in a prolongued, high pitched yelp. At that same moment my mouth felt his delicate, eleven-year-old stiffy flex in a harsh contraction and then tasted three rapid bursts of his virginal semen flowing across my tongue. His cute little boner continued to make muscular twitches against the ladled surface of my tongue as I savoured the mild honey flavor of his immature, spermless ejaculate. Above my head, I could hearing him whimpering and muttering softly, "I spermed....I spermed....I spermed...." in soft almost imperceptible tones.