Date: Sat, 15 Jan 2005 16:36:41 +0000 From: Ronald Herbert Subject: Teaching my Cousin This is a work of fiction involving masturbation between two males. If you like it, please email me on warnigigs@hotmail.com. This is my first attempt at writing an erotic story so any feedback would be appreciated. If you are old enough, enjoy it. If you are not, please don't read it! I was eighteen and my cousin was thirteen. I was still living at home with my parents and because both his parents worked, he spent most of his school holidays at our house. Daniel, my cousin, is an only child like myself. We have always had a fairly close relationship because of this. He didn't have role model to look up to and I felt sorry for him because he lived a distance from his school friends and ended up spending a lot of time on his own. He was probably pretty bored hanging around our house all the time but unfortunately there was no other option. Occasionally he would also spend the night with us, when his parents were going out or working late. We had a spare bedroom and he had adopted it as his own. He had a television and a few games in there and seemed happy to stay over when required. I remember when I was thirteen or fourteen, it always seemed a big adventure to spend the night at some else's house! The day had been overcast but oppressively hot, leaving the evening sultry and humid. The windows had been open all day, but the air was still. Daniel and I had spent the day doing our own thing, but sat in the garden for our dinner. Once darkness fell and the insects started to bother us, we went inside hoping to find it cooler. It wasn't. Eventually I decided that it might be cooler in my bedroom on the top floor so I made my excuses and left Daniel with my parents and the television. In my bedroom was the computer and, of course, the Internet. As you can imagine, giving an eighteen year old an Internet connection in their bedroom leads to only one thing! I spent a couple of hours each evening surfing the net and visiting chat rooms. Once I was sure that everyone else had gone to bed and that I would not be disturbed, I would find myself a porn site and masturbate. I had always masturbated a lot, ever since I discovered it at eleven years of age. Even at eighteen it was not uncommon for me to do it at least three times a day. I would 'have a wank' when I woke up in the morning, another when I arrived home from work in the afternoon and of course another before I went to sleep in the evening. This was usually the best one, probably because I would be looking at porn for quite some time and 'edge' my orgasm. This usually resulted in a really pleasurable orgasm and I would look forward to it throughout the evening. This warm night, I was lying on top of my bed with my Laptop. Although I knew that my family were still awake and that there was the risk of being caught, I was feeling very aroused and kept massaging my cock through my trousers. I didn't intend to masturbate at first, but I couldn't help but touch myself. When I sit or lie down, I usually have to slip my hand down my trousers to adjust the position of my cock. I dress to the right and find that it ends up in an uncomfortable position, so I just flick it upwards and forget about it. Not this time however. I adjusted it as usual, but it became hard almost instantly. Sometimes you just can't help but play with it, and this was one of those times. I like the way it makes a nice bulge across my thigh and the feeling of pressing it gently downwards is very pleasurable. I lay there for a while looking at pictures on the Internet and just playing with my erection. Eventually, when I could wait no longer, I undid my fly and pulled out my cock. Sometimes I like to take to my time and stroke it gently, take my time and get it very hard. This time it was already solid and I couldn't wait. I wrapped my hand around my shaft and started to stroke it. I am not circumcised and my foreskin slides up and over my glans really easily, which feels really good. I was wanking pretty fast, but still trying to be quiet and listen out for anyone coming up the stairs. I didn't hear Daniel, who appeared at my door. My heart jumped out of my chest and tried to hide what I was doing, but he had already seen me, my cock and what I was doing to it. Suddenly the temperature in my bedroom seemed to double. My cheeks flushed and I felt sick. I was caught red handed. Daniel looked embarrassed but just stood there. I had to make a decision about what to do. Thoughts flooded into my head, should I pretend that it hadn't happened? Should I apologise and get rid of him as quickly as possible. I didn't know what to do for the best. I wasn't just that I had been caught wanking; that is embarrassing enough; it was also that it was my young cousin and I didn't know how he was going to react. I desperately tried to think of something to say as I stuffed my erection back into my trousers. 'What are you doing?' Daniel asked me. I didn't know whether he knew what I was doing or whether he was just inquisitive, either way it seemed useless to try and lie my way out of it. He was a mature and sensible kid and I thought that he could handle the truth. He was thirteen anyway, if he didn't know about it by now it was only a matter of time anyway, I had nothing to lose. 'Doesn't your willy ever get hard?' I replied. He didn't answer, but the look on his face suggested that he knew what I was talking about. 'Well, when you get older this is what you do with it,' I continued. 'It's called wanking. Don't you ever do it?' 'Nope' he replied. 'Why do you do it?' 'Because it feels nice, I suppose. It's just what boys do. Have you really never done it?' 'Not really' he ventured, 'I have played with it a bit though, but not very often.' At this point I could have ended the conversation by saying that he would find out all about it soon enough, but I felt slightly sorry for him. With no brother or friends at hand to learn about such things from, how was he expected to learn the facts of life. I knew for a fact that his parents were not the sort of people to explain things like sex to him, let alone the finer points of puberty and the need to masturbate. 'Well, when it's hard and you play with it, does it feel nice?' I asked. 'Sometimes, but I play with it when it's soft too' he said. I got him to sit on the edge of the bed and began to explain. I started with the basics, sex and babies, that sort of thing. He seemed to have a basic grasp of the concept from things he had heard at school. Then we got to the puberty part and I talked about how we grow to be adults and can do all the things that adults do, including making babies. I told him that our dicks are there to allow us to have sex and that masturbating was kind of practice for it, and that it also felt really nice and was relaxing and that is why people play with themselves. Dan seemed interested, but was still quite shy about it all. I asked him if he had any questions about what I had said. 'How often do you have to play with it?' he said. I realised that I had not really mentioned anything about orgasms and semen. It seemed like a good time to tell him the whole truth and hope that he was ready to hear about it. I quizzed him on how much he knew about sex and how babies are actually created. He was good on the mechanics, but didn't really see the link between this and what I was doing. I explained about the women's eggs and the man's sperm and told him how it was produced. 'And because it's made all the time, sometimes we have to get rid of some of it to make way for fresh stuff. Not only that, but when you're a teenager you have loads of hormones that make you want to do it more anyway. Does your dick get hard very often?' Dan thought for a minute. 'Yeah, it does. It's always hard when I wake up in the morning.' I laughed. 'Mine too. It's annoying isn't it? That's a good time to play with it, because once you do it'll probably go down. Once you have an orgasm your body is tired and it won't get hard again for a while.' 'How do you know when you've had an orgasm?' asked Dan. I wanted to try and keep it and simple as possible and not scare him, but there was no point in trying to fob him off. 'Until you start puberty it'll just feel really nice. Once you're a bit older, you'll know because it'll feel even nicer and you'll get some sperm coming out.' He seemed very interested in the whole thing, which makes me think that he didn't really know anything about it. Of course, he was interested to know how to do it and all the ins and outs of masturbating. Up to this point I had taken it all quite seriously and kept the conversation quite scientific, no specifics or instruction to speak of. 'How do you do it though?' Dan looked serious. 'I saw what you were doing, but is that it? You just hold it?' 'Not exactly, you have told hold it like I was and move your hand up and down. If you just keep going it will work, I promise. I am an expert on these things!' I joked. 'I want to do it now.' I was a little taken aback, but my cock twitched in my trousers. I knew I should have sent him to his room to complete his 'homework' but I was turned on, both because I hadn't cum before I was caught and because he was about to masturbate in front of me. I still felt cautious, but didn't see too much harm in it. 'OK, but you'll have to lie on the floor.' I passed him a pillow. 'Put this under your head and just lie down there next to the bed.' He set the pillow on the floor and lay down. I watched as he undid his jeans and slipped them down to his knees. He was wearing briefs and I could make out his small cock creating a small tent in the front of them. I decided that I shouldn't watch any more. It seemed wrong. I lay back on the bed and said 'Just listen out for anyone coming up stairs. You don't want to get caught on your first time! It's embarrassing, believe me!' I went back to the Internet and tried to ignore my cousin lying on the floor of my bedroom, playing with his cock. Of course, that didn't last long. I decided to sneak a look. I slowly moved my head so I could see what he was doing. Dan had his hand wrapped around his cock and was gently stroking up and down. He was obviously in the first stages of puberty because his cock was not a little boy's dick, like you see on the beach. It was about three inches long and he had just the faintest trace of hair growing at the base. He, unlike me, is circumcised. He had his fist wrapped around it, but because it was only three inches long, his hand hid his entire cock. He didn't have a very steady rhythm going on, but I guessed that came with practice. 'How's it going Dan? Feeling good?' I asked. 'Um, yeah, it's ok' he replied. 'Am I doing it right?' 'If it feels nice, it's right. Everyone does it differently. Because you are circumcised, you might need to do it differently to me. You don't have as much skin, so you could try holding it just between your fingers and thumb, that might be good.' The whole time I was talking to him, he continued masturbating. When I suggested he try a different grip, he adjusted his hand and tried to hold it as I had explained. 'Okay, I'm going to do it as well' I said. 'I'll stay up here on the bed.' My cock was so hard it hurt. I couldn't wait any longer, so I opened my fly and pulled it out. I took hold of it and started masturbating and full speed. I knew that I would cum in no time, but I really need the release. It felt excellent, the best wank ever. Suddenly Dan sat up and looked at me lying on the bed. 'I want to see how you do it' he said. I agreed, and so explained how I held it, in my fist with my thumb and forefinger making a gentle ring around my foreskin to stimulate the head. I showed him what speed I liked and told him how it can feel good to hold your balls as well, particularly when you are grown-up and they are larger and they tend to slap around. Dan watched for a while and then stood up. 'I want to lie on the bed too, so I can see what you are doing. Is that okay?' I thought for a moment but I agreed. I moved over and allowed him to lie on the bed next to me. We both lay back and began to wank again. I looked at him and his eyes were fixed on my cock as I stroked it. I stopped and pointed my penis upwards, displaying my full seven inches for Dan to see. I could tell that he was interest in then size. I guessed that he had never seen another guy's erection before. I didn't say anything, but he stopped wanking too and copied me, showing me his cock. I liked how his dick looked. It was quite different from mine; not just smaller, but also the faint scar from his circumcision highlighted the head. I gently pulled my foreskin back to reveal the head of my cock. 'They look the same really. You're not much smaller than me, you'll probably have a bigger dick than me when you're older.' I told him. Dan started to wank again, slower this time and continued to look at my penis. I grasped my cock again and began to stroke it, matching Dan's rhythm. I could feel the pressure building up inside me, I had to take it slowly or I would have cum almost instantly. Unusually for me, a drop of pre-cum oozed out. I knew that I wouldn't be able to hold off much longer. I had to cum. I didn't know what reaction to expect from my cousin. I assumed that he had never had an orgasm before and even if he had, he wouldn't have produced semen. I didn't know whether I ought to finish off lying there with him, or whether I should make a run for the bathroom where I could shoot into the sink. My decision was made for me when Dan suddenly shuddered and stopped moving his hand. He let out a long breath. My cousin had just had his first orgasm, lying right next to me. I stopped wanking and tried to squeeze me cock to prevent me cumming. It was too late. I quickly grasped it again and gave it two or three further jerks. Great ropes of semen shot forth, hitting my face and splashing on to my T-Shirt. It was the best orgasm I could remember. Daniel had seen the whole thing and it was hugely arousing. 'Go and get some tissue' I instructed, as I lay in the afterglow of my orgasm. Dan stood up and pulled up his briefs over his still erect cock. Before he pulled up his jeans, he slipped his had under the waistband of his underwear and re- arranged his cock so it was pointing downwards, creating a strange triangular shape to his package. 'Is that comfortable?' I asked him. I couldn't believe that it was. I wouldn't be able to make my dick point downwards when fully erect. 'Yeah, it feels nice when it points downwards' said Dan. 'When you get older, you'll have to start to let it point upwards. It'll be far to obvious when it's hard otherwise.' I explained. 'Where do you make it go then?' he asked. 'Upwards and to the right a bit. But everyone's different. It think most people prefer it to point to the left.' I never understood why it was that the majority of people I had seen in their underwear always seemed to dress to the left. I still can't stand it when my dick points 'the wrong way'! Dan went to get some tissue and I looked down at the cum glistening on my chest. I felt a bit strange, but somehow pleased that I had the opportunity to teach my cousin a valuable life skill. I just hoped that it wouldn't make things between Dan and I different. The bond formed that evening, between my cousin and I, was strong. It still exists today, and we still wank with each other from time to time. We never touch each other, but there is an unspoken understanding that we can enjoy seeing each other doing what comes naturally.