Date: Sat, 27 Aug 2011 15:21:39 -0400 (EDT)
From: joshhmax@aim.com
Subject: July 4th with My Cousin

It has been a very long time since I have wrote a story for Nifty. I hope
my writing hasn't gone bad since then. As always I relinquish all rights to
the story and likewise caution all the readers that this is an erotic tale
of two boys, one slightly older than the other. I would very much
appreciate receiving emails about this story. I would also like to make
sequel, or even write another unrelated story, but I don't have any more
ideas. So please send me any feedback, suggestions, ideas, requests that
you have so that I can write another story. At the present moment I have a
lot of free time and would love to fill it writing a few more stories for
Nifty! My email address is joshhmax@aim.com

Sweet 16. Yeah right. What good is it to be 16? I still live at home, I
still have to go to school, I cant buy alcohol, cigarettes or porn, I've
never had sex, and if the rest was not enough my parents wont even let me
make my own decisions. Instead they drag me to my Uncle's house on the
other side of town that we never visit except for the 4th of July. Every
year it is the same old story. We go to his house, eat his food, swim in
his pool, thank him for his hospitality and peace out before it even gets
dark. I don't understand why just because it is a holiday we have to spend
it with family we don't even like. All I wanted to do was to go to my
friends house for his barbecue but no. Dads word "is final and there is no
use in arguing, not even a little." And it wasn't just any friend either.
Its my best friend since I moved to this town when I was 12 and who I have
had the biggest crush from the first time I met him. Even though there is
no hope for me because he is helplessly the straightest guy I know and also
the most homophobic. Despite this he has yet to figure out that I am gay,
not to mention the fact that I have a crush on him. It is probably for the
better though because if he ever figured it out he would probably never
talk to me again.

Needless to say I was pretty ticked off the entire car ride to my Uncles
house and spent most of the time exhaling loudly every other minute to
express my displeasure for being forced to come. My dad noticed and was
watching me from the rearview mirror, and I could tell that he was waiting
for me to do something, anything, so that he could begin his tirade about
being the person in charge and that if he had acted this way to his father
he wouldn't have been able to sit down all week...and yada yada yada.
Luckily I foresaw that he was egging for a fight so I made sure to limit
myself to my expressive breathing pattern and nothing more.

When we finally arrived Mom jumped out of the car before it had stopped,
unfastened her seatbelt, opened and closed the door all the while holding a
casserole dish, soon afterward speed walking to the front door as my Dad
turned around in his seat. "Now listen here Brendan, I know you had things
you wanted to do today. I know you don't want to be here. But just remember
that these people are your family and family is the most important. Now I
want you to go inside put on a smile like me and your mother and be
nice. If you are capable of doing that then I guess we might be able to
drop you off at your friends house on the way home so that you can watch
the fireworks there. But you better keep in mind that I am watching you
tonight." As he was finishing his last sentence he caught a glimpse of
himself in the mirror put on his smile and made for joining his wife
inside.

I waited a couple seconds in the car trying to force myself to put on a
smile. I settled for a half smirk which was the best that I do in the
situation and followed after my parents.

Inside it was worse then I feared. All of the adults were wearing their
cheesiest smiles and talking to each other in exaggerated voices, while my
handful of girl cousins had taken to forming a cluster and giggling their
way through the house. I made my way through the dining room and placed my
bag with a change of clothes in the living room, becoming more worried
about the prospects for my evening. It wasn't until my cousin Sean entered
the room that I realized he was the only other male below the age of 30 in
the house. As soon as he saw me he made a beeline for my direction calling
out my name and smiling as he traversed the crowd. I almost rolled my eyes
but stopped when I realized that his smile was different from the rest and
he actually looked happy to see me, then I remembered that he was probably
feeling the same way I was about being the only boy in the house and was
probably overcome with joy to see that I had come. "Hey Brendan!" I took a
second to look him over as he approached me. He seemed a little taller than
he was last year but otherwise exactly the same. I am pretty sure he was
about 13 now but looked a lot younger because he was really skinny and had
a very boyish face. He is actually kinda cute I thought to myself as I
checked him out, if only he was a few years older and not my cousin he
might have been my newest crush. A few years...wait a second, if he is 13
that means he is only 3 years younger than me. Thats really not that much
of a difference. I guess he just seems younger because of how small he
is. Not that I am one to talk about being small. I only just had a major
growth spurt in the last year and I am still one of the skinniest guys in
my class, with almost no muscle, partly because of puberty and partly
because I am the most uncoordinated and clumsy person, therefore I spend
almost all of my time inside and not playing sports or working out. Plus I
haven't developed as fast as the other guys. Don't get me wrong Im the
proud owner of a 6'' cut cock with a full forest of pubic hair but the hair
doesn't really extend past my navel like most of the guys and I don't
really have any hair under my arms or even on my face other than some peach
fuzz that is starting to become darker everyday. My legs are probably the
only place on my body other than my head and pubes where is really
noticeable. But enough about me, back to Sean.

"Hey Sean, whats up cuz?"

"NOTHING! It has been the worst day ever until you got here. I thought I
was going to have to sit around with the annoying girls and the loud adults
all by myself!"

"Well yeah, I guess I feel the same way about you being here."

"Yeah, plus my Dad said that we would start eating lunch as soon as you
guys got here because you were the last to show up."

"oh sorry about that. My Mom took forever with the thing she made."

"Greenbean Cassarole?!"

"um yeah I think so."

"Oh my god. I love your mom's greenbean casserole."

"Really? Why?"

"BRENDAN? Are you talking bad about my food again?" My mother had appeared
out of nowhere and was giving me her stern face as she waited for a
response. "Oh it doesn't matter, you just wont get any, Sean, Honey, I was
just getting ready to call everyone to the table why don't you go ahead and
get in the front of the line before everyone else beats you to it." She
said as she winked and walked off to inform the others about lunch being
ready. Sean grabbed my hand and pulled me to the table which had been set
up as a sort of buffet. He didn't wait for any instructions or approval
because he immediately started loading his plate with more food then I
thought the plate could hold, including a very large portion of green
beans. "Holy crap dude are you going to be able to eat all of that?"

"Watch me." He said as he ran off to find a table to sit at outside. I
finished collecting my food and followed him outside. I was surprised to
find half of the plate already eaten and his spoon was poised to deposit
another helping of food into his already gorged mouth. "Whoa man slow
down. The food aint going anywhere" "Of course it is. Its going in my
stomach and if I don't hurry I wont be able to get seconds before all the
food is gone." "If all the food is gone it will be because Sean's
bottomless pit of a stomach ate it all." He throw a punch in my direction
and hit me square in the stomach. It must have been a perfect hit because
even though he didn't mean to hurt me it took the wind out of me for a
second and my appetite disappeared. I tried to pretend that it didn't hurt
and returned him playful punch in the arm but my mother saw it and yelled
from across the deck, "Brendan Kyle Richards! I hope that was my eyes
playing tricks on me cause I know I didn't just see you hitting your
younger cousin?" "No Mom." I said as I rolled my eyes and made a face at
Sean who was about to roll off his patio chair from laughter. "oh you are
going to think its funny when I throw you off the deck into the pool!"
"REALLY! That would be AWESOME! But wait till Im finished eating." "I
wouldn't call what you are doing 'eating' Its more like a plague of locust
devouring anything edible within an arms reach." "Well now that you mention
it your plate is in arm's reach..." He said as he realized that his plate
was empty and that I had hardly touched mine. "Oh no you don't" I said as I
pulled my plate out of reach, however, now it was difficult for me to eat
it myself. So I picked up the plate and pretended to sneeze on it as
countless children across america do everyday to claim a piece of food for
themselves. As I sat the plate back down, however, Sean was not discouraged
and before my reflexes kicked in to pick the plate back up he had already
taken a spoon full of mashed potatoes. "Ok ok. You can put it down I was
just playing." He said as he licked the spoon. I laid the plate back down
suspiciously and was about to finish off what was left of my potatoes when
I heard Sean clearing his throat, and before it registered what was about
to happen Sean hoked a huge lugie on my plate from across the table. "Thats
so disgusting" I said as I pushed the plate in his direction relinquishing
ownership of my food. "Your just jealous because you cant do it." he
replied as he shoveled more food into his mouth. I smiled because he was
right. I had always been jealous of other boys that could spit anytime they
chose. It seemed like one of the ultimate rites of becoming a man and I was
completely unable of doing it. Every time I tried to clear my throat I
could never get any spit to come up and if by a miracle I did then I would
promptly end up with it all over my chin and not my target of the ground 2
feet in front of me. "Whatever you say Sean, I wasn't that hungry anyway."
which was true...I didn't mention that the main reason I wasn't hungry was
because my stomach was still reeling from his punch a few minutes ago. I
watched Sean finish off the plate and followed him as he went in search for
dessert. We found his mother in the kitchen cutting up a watermelon and
without asking she handed us both a piece and shook the towel in her hand
in our direction as a way to tell us to get out of her kitchen.

As we stood in the yard eating the watermelon I couldn't help but get
turned on watching Sean lick, suck, and bite the watermelon and any juices
that gushed out. I wanted so bad to help him by licking the watermelon
juice off of his hairless unblemished face. It didn't take long before I
started to feel a rise in my crotch and since my swim trunks don't hide an
erection very well I decided to turn my attention to staring at the grass
and keeping my mind on avoiding any watermelon seeds. As I found the seeds
I would take a finger and brush it off and then take bite.  I heard Sean
laugh but I avoided looking his direction for fear of not being able to
look away if I did. Somehow while I was eating the watermelon I kept
getting seeds that would land on my arm and on my chin. I was starting to
think I was going crazy until one landed on my nose and I turned to Sean
and another seed shot out of his mouth and landed on my cheek. "SEAN!"
"What? Its way easier to eat a watermelon if you just take bite and spit
the seeds out after." "But do you have to spit them in my direction?" "But
you are great target practice." "Well I don't think you need any more
practice you hit me with a seed every time." "Yeah but I wasn't just aiming
for you. I was aiming for your mouth, wouldn't that have been funny. I bet
you would have threw up all of your watermelon!" he said as he bursted out
laughing. "You're disgusting" I said as I walked away, though I didn't walk
away because I was angry or disgusted about the seeds I walked away because
I had a boner from him spitting seeds at me and I wanted to walk in the
opposite direction so that he wouldn't notice.

I took my watermelon rind to the kitchen and my Aunt wordlessly rushed me
out again taking my leftover watermelon as she ushered me back outside. I
passed by the adults table and nearly fell asleep as I walked by, three
groups with three different discussion, each one less interesting than the
next, something like: politics, sports, and beauty tips. I realized the
girls weren't around and guessed they were probably inside watching youtube
videos of Justin Bieber or Greyson Chance or some other tween heart
throb...Don't get me wrong I wouldn't mind watching the videos but its the
weepy, teary eyed, panic stricken faces that go along with them as the
girls watch that I could do without.

As I made it to the back end of the deck where you can see the pool I
noticed that Sean was running to a chair dumping some towels as he pulled
of his shirt and made a jump into the pool. I was troubled about what I
should do because even though swimming is one of my favorite things to do,
I was scared that if went down and joined him there would be no way to stop
myself from popping a boner, I was already starting to grow just from
seeing my cousin take off his shirt and expose his hairless, flawless,
rib-showing skinny, perfectly tanned chest and back. My other head won out
as I made my way down the steps to the pool and proceeded to take my shirt
off and jump in with Sean. I was hoping that if I play my cards the right
way I might be able to watch the eye candy and hide my erection in the
water.

I swam my way over to Sean and splashed him in the face as I got close. He
repaid my splash in kind and raised the ante with a second splash. I was
about to let loose a mighty shower of water when I remembered that Sean was
ticklish. Sean must have noticed my expression change on my face because he
immediately began to beg, "No please, anything but that. Ill tell your
mother....No!" He let out a high pitched wail as i lunged forward and
wrapped my arms around his waist and turned him around so that I was
holding him with his back again my chest and luckily what I lacked in
strength I made up for in age and height because I was doing a good job
holding him still as I slowly lowered my hand to the spot on the side of
the hip right above the hip bone where most guys are the most ticklish. He
burst into laughter before my hand even started to tickle him and within a
few seconds the laughter intensified to near tears as he begged in between
breaths and laughter to let him go. I only smiled and continued to rub my
fingers on his ticklish spot. As he struggled I could feel his soft
hairless back pressed up against my chest and feel his feet as they started
to kick against my leg. Suddenly it all changed as he realized that I
myself had a weak spot as his legs began to kick high until they were
landing blows near my pubic region. I was rock hard from the wrestling and
more than once his foot landed squarely on my cock. But if he noticed that
I was hard he didn't show it and I tried not to think about it. Finally one
of his feet found their mark and hit me right in the balls. I let him loose
immediately and backed up to the pool wall to grab ahold of something as
the pain shot through my body.

"Dude that hurt!" I screamed rather meanly.  "So you were tickling me you
deserve it." Sean replied but he looked visibly shaken and maybe a little
apologetic. As I stood by the wall and the pain subsided Sean approached
and tried to comfort me, "Man Im sorry. You're right I shouldn't have done
that. But if you try and tickle me again I cant promise I wont kick you
again."

"Ah...so what your saying is that next time I should make sure to have your
feet instead?" I said sneering evilly as a plot was forming in my head and
as the pain in my balls became less noticeable. Sean was slow to catch on
that I was feeling better or what I meant by what I said so I caught him
completely off guard when I jumped from the wall and grabbed him all at
once. He did just what I had hoped he would do and was trying to get away
by swimming. Which meant his feet were the closest part of his body to
me. I made a lunge out of the water and grab at a foot successful
apprehending one and by pure chance rather than skill I was able to grab
the second leg before it landed across the side of my face. As I held onto
his legs I couldn't help but notice how smooth they were, it took me a
second to realize that it was because he probably hadn't started growing
hair on them yet. Suddenly I got an idea and I turned him around so that he
was looking toward the sky and because I was holding his feet he had to use
his hands to thread water to keep his upper body from sinking. Which meant
that his feet were all mine. I took them both into one hand and began to
use the other to tickle the sole of his foot. At first I merely lightly
grazed my fingers along the body of his foot driving him insane. I grew
impatient quickly and began to go for the gold by massaging my fingers deep
into his foot causing him to unleash endless laughter. The laughter soon
started to cause him to be unable to thread water with his hands and in
effect his face started to fall below the surface of the water. I
immediately stopped tickling him and let him go because I knew if he
laughed underwater like he was laughing above the water he would drown
quickly. As I let him go it took a second for his head to come back above
water and when it did he was gasping for air. He took a few seconds to
catch his breath but afterward he looked in my direction and smiled as he
jumped out of the water his arms wrapping around my neck. He latched onto
my neck so tight I could not pull him off and then he lifted his feet and
wrapped them around me as well. I was getting turned on again with his hot
smooth body rubbing up against mine so much and I was hard in a
flash. Which made things very uncomfortable because with the way he was
wrapped around me his chest against mine. His cock was pressed up against
mine. Or at least thats what I thought even though I couldn't really feel
his cock, but I was pretty sure that at this point he could definitely feel
mine. As I struggled to pull him off he smiled at me mischievously and
before I could ask him why he told me. "I have to use the
bathroom...Nevermind." As he was talking I could feel the water around my
cock get warmer and I started struggling even harder to get him off of me.

"Sean you are so disgusting! Stop that!" I was so busy trying to pull him
off that I had completely forgotten he was ticklish, but it didn't
matter. pretty soon he let go on his own.

"Thanks a lot I had been holding it for a while now." He smiled as he dove
under the water. A few seconds later he came back up on the other side of
the pool and hopped out of the pool. As he was turned around I couldn't
help but get an eyeful of his glistening body. It was then that I noticed
that he wasn't wearing a real swimsuit, they were more like nylon shorts
and as he came out of the water they started to sag and looked like they
were about to fall off until he grabbed them with his and yanked them back
up.

"Your gonna lose your shorts. They have strings in the front why don't you
tie them so you don't embarrass yourself."

"cause it looks stupid having a bowtie in the front of your shorts, plus
they are perfectly fine." he said as he did a dive into the water. I paid
extra close attention to his shorts but was disappointed to find that they
amazingly had stayed on. But now they were riding a little lower so when he
swam over to where I was I could see his butt cheeks peeking out from his
shorts as he swam on the water. As he approached he looked up at me with a
weird expression on his face like he was mimicking a blowfish. I was about
to take my hands and pop his cheeks, but he beat me to it. Suddenly water
started squirting out of his mouth right into my face. I was caught
completely off guard and since I was about to say something right as he
started some of the water went into my mouth.

"Sean! Have I told you how disgusting you are?"

"How am I disgusting?" He said as he swam away. I chased after him but
regretted that choice when I caught him because as he turned around he
squirted water in my face again. Luckily this time my mouth was close. But
now that I knew the game we were playing I bent lower in the water and took
some into my mouth, trying to forget the fact that less than 5 minutes ago
Sean had helped replenish the pool water with his urine. I walked over to
him and tapped him on the shoulder. As he turned around I squirted him in
the face. "Im never going to get the taste of pool water mixed with pee out
of my mouth now." I said after I had expelled all of the water.

"Oh yeah I had forgotten I did that. Oh well." He said as he went down
again for a refill. My other head started to think for me and as Sean came
out of the water I got really close and pretended that I was about to say
something as he aimed the water right for my mouth. Sean is a great aim and
almost all of it went it and Sean nearly died with laughter but he stopped
laughing when I squirted the water right back at him. "Brendan. You are
disgusting." He said as he feigned washing his face with the pool water.

"Blah blah blah. Lets play a game. Who do you think can stay underwater the
longest?"

"You duh. You are bigger and have bigger lungs. Its not fair."

"Ok fine you think of a game then"

"You're supposed to be older and wiser why don't you think of one."

"Ok how about we see who can jump out of the water the furthest."

"Thats not fair. You have longer legs and you are taller."

"Ok we can do it from the deep end."

"You go first"

I swam over to the deep end and gave Sean an explanation on what I planned
to do. I demonstrated by going under the water to the bottom and pushing
off against the floor as hard as I could with my hands held out above
me. As I got to the surface of the water I brought my hands to my sides
causing me to rocket out of the water. I always loved the way it felt to do
it and I wanted to make a game out of it purely because I hoped that when
it was Seans turn to try it he would come through the water so fast he
would lose his shorts. I watched excitedly as Sean got in position. I made
a big show about demonstrating how high out of the water he needed to
go. He nodded and dove under the water. I made sure to follow his movements
under water ignoring the burning sensation from my eyes as I watched him
bring his knees to his chest and push as hard as he could with his legs and
rise up out of the water. The force of him rising was so great that his
shorts started to come off and if I wasn't already holding my breath from
being underwater I am positive I wouldn't have been breathing if I was
above water either. Luck was not on my side, however, because the shorts
were stopped from coming off just short of his penis. I couldn't see very
well from my position but I could tell ever so slightly see the base of his
cock and that fact the he had no hair at all. I nearly fainted from the
excitement but afterward I was confused. Why does it matter? Its my younger
cousin and Ive seen more than a few cocks on the internet anyway. Plus I
didn't even see it. So why do I feel so turned on?

I decided the confusion was too much for me so I pulled myself out of the
pool and walked over to my towel. As I did I realized that my parents would
probably be leaving soon and if I wanted to go to my friends house I should
probably get changed and ready to leave. I started to dry myself off by the
pool as Sean came up beside me to grab his own towel. "Do you have a
girlfriend Brendan?" Every time I hear that question it is like a stake in
the heart. I hate living a lie but I haven't been able to force myself to
come out of the closet yet.

"No man. Girls are too crazy for me. Plus they just waste your time and
money." Nothing but the truth...with just select details withheld.

"You must get a lot of offers though. I mean I think you are pretty hot. No
homo." Recently kids at our school had become less shy at making comments
that normally would mark them as gay by merely adding the annotation, 'no
homo' at the end of any questionable comment.

"I think you are a lot hotter than me." Also completely truthful and
ostensibly not adding 'no homo' to the end of my statement.

In most cases I would regard myself as a good looking guy. I have good skin
and a cute face but I was never very built or fashionable.  My cousin on
the other hand, while not being 'built' necessarily since he is only 13 he
still had the beginnings of a very tight and toned body and especially his
abs as i watched him dry off. All of the rough housing and swimming had
miraculously burned off all of the food from earlier and left him with a
very faint 6 pack. Something I was never able to achieve no matter how hard
I tried. It didn't make since because everywhere else I was the skinniest
kid in my class and even though my stomach was equally skinny there was a
very thin layer of fat that refused to go away and prevented me from
sporting my longed for 6 pack.

"Come on. Lets get changed. Im about to freeze my nuts off out here with
this wind." Sean said as he took off running for the house. It took me a
second to follow him into the house because I was too busy watching the way
his shorts clanged to his back side and made his butt cheeks completely
discernible beneath the fabric. As I made my way up the steps onto the deck
I noticed all of the adults were still deep in conversation. I walked by
quickly lest one of them take notice of me and begin to bombard me with
questions I didn't feel like answering. Adults had a way of always asking
the most embarrassing and awkward questions, especially when they had had a
few beers as they had.

As I walked into the house Sean approached me, "come on we will have to
change in my room. The girls have taken over the bathroom." I grabbed my
bag I had placed in the living room and followed him up the stairs to the
second floor to his room which was in a state of complete chaos. It wasn't
dirty really, just completely overrun with books, clothes, skateboards, and
who knows what else. I was taking my time to check everything out. Picking
up his PSP that was lying on his dresser and checking to see what game was
inside. Generally just being a nosey person, but if Sean cared or even
noticed he didn't show it. He was too busy tossing things out of the way so
that there was at least walking room. It was while he was tossing things
around that I noticed a pair of boxers lying on top a pile of clothes. I
had always had a thing for underwear especially for briefs. I spent a lot
of my time in class watching guys in the row infront of me looking for an
opportunity to check if they were wearing the plain jane boxer, the
increasingly popular boxer brief, or the rare and boner inducing white
briefs. From my sneaky peeking I could tell you what most guys in the
school wore and especially the ones that I noticed to wear
briefs. Personally I only wear briefs even though I have tried to wear
boxers. They just bunch up and are very uncomfortable...in addition to not
being sexy. Other then myself I estimate that I have only seen a half dozen
other guys wear briefs after two years of careful watching at my high
school.

I was slightly crestfallen when I saw the boxers but it didn't keep me down
for very long. My cousin was still just as cute as before just slightly
less than perfect. "So are we going to get changed or not?"

"yeah you want to go first? Ill wait outside while you go."

"We can change in here at the same time. Were both guys and you when you go
to high school you have to not only change in front of a whole room full of
guys but you have to take a shower as well." I was telling a little white
lie because at my school and as far as I know, all schools, the guys just
change their shirt and shorts after gym and the only thing you see is the
guys underwear and no one ever showers even though the school has a shower
room. Im not complaining though I was always satisfied with what I was able
to see. I was actually a little scared that if we did shower at my school I
would never make it through the shower without spewing a wad. Plus although
I didn't want my cousin to know I was actually terrified about naked in
front of other guys, partly because I was raised in a very modest household
and partly because I was ashamed of my underdeveloped body, or at least how
my body compared to other guys in my class.

I didn't wait for him to reply I simply took a chance and pulled off my
shorts exposing myself to my younger cousin and allowing the first person
other than my parents to see me naked. It was a miracle that I was not hard
at the moment, partly a miracle and partly because the cold from being wet
had made getting hard more difficult. I took my time opening my bag and
pulling out my clothes delaying getting dressed as long as I could. After I
pulled out my clothes I looked over to see Sean was using the opportunity
to unashamedly stare at my crotch. "You gonna get dressed?"  Without
answering Sean pulled off his shorts and put his hands in front of himself
guarding his private parts as he searched his room for a clean pair of
boxers. I picked up the pair I had noticed earlier and throw them at Sean
and just as I had hoped he would he caught it with both hands which left
his cock exposed for the first time and allowed me to see what he was
hiding. Sean was completely hairless as far as I could tell everywhere but
on his head, his cock was tiny, only barely an inch long and wrinkled. He
was uncut and his foreskin hung down past his head which actually might
have made him look bigger than he was. His balls were pulled tight to his
body and look no bigger than two marble size lumps on his skin. I forced
myself not to smile or laugh about his lack of development and I tried to
keep in mind that the pool water had made him shrivel up and he looked a
lot smaller than he really was. The way that I probably looked a lot
smaller because of how cold I was. But Sean surprised when he started
laughing himself.

"You still wear tighty-whities? I stopped wearing those when I was 8." He
continued to laugh as he pulled on his boxers and after he did I jumped
forward and grabbed him throwing him on the bed and quickly found the spot
on his hip that really makes him laugh.

"Oh you think its funny? Is this funny?" I said laughing myself. Not hurt
or upset at all by his words. Actually it was quite the opposite I was
kinda excited that he had made fun of me.

"STOP! STOP OR IM GOING TO PISS ALL OVER YOU AGAIN!" I took his threat
seriously since he had done it once already today and I wouldnt hold it
against him to do it again, even on dry land.

"Fine, fine." I stopped tickling him and finished getting dressed. Sean
took a second to catch his breath and did the same.

Once we were both dressed he lead me back downstairs and I approached my
parents, "Are we leaving soon? Its gonna be dark soon."

"Calm down son, we just opened another beer. When we are finished then we
will leave.  Probably another hour."

"But DAD!"

"One hour! And just remember that I don't have to drop you off at your
friends house. You should be glad you get to go rather than complain about
getting there late."

I stormed off before he finished his sentence and went to find Sean. I
informed him that I would be around another hour and if there was anything
left for us to do. He smiled and didn't say anything instead he just
motioned for me to follow him.

"Mom! Im taking Brendan to the woods be back in an hour!"

We left the house in a hurry and made for the woods behind his house at a
near sprint. "Whoa! Whats the big hurry?"

"What do you mean?"

"Why are we running"

"We're not running we just walking fast."

"Ok why are we walking fast?"

"Walking slow is boring and its for old people. You can do a lot more if
you run."

"Oh right. Wait I told you we were running!" I gave up trying to understand
Sean and simply followed him as he made a run through the woods jumping
over fallen logs and dodging branches. All of a sudden he stopped and
looked behind him to make sure I was still following and didn't get left
behind. "You waited until now to make sure I was still following you?"

"I forgot you were old."

"Who are you calling old? pipsqueak!" I grabbed his head and gave him a
half-hearted noogie. As soon as I let him go he took off again and I had to
run to keep up with him, I didn't mind, however, because the view following
him was keeping me interested. Suddenly he stopped in his tracks and I
walked over to see what he was doing now. I didn't have time to ask because
I was soon greeted with the tell-tale sound of piss hitting the forest
floor. I realized I had to pee as well and I was about to pull mine out
until I realized that I was rock hard, but bladder wouldn't let me pass up
the opportunity so I pulled my cock out and begin to let loose. "Can we
take it a little easier now? I might faint if we keep running."

"Stop being so OLD!" As Sean said it he had turned toward me and I
immediately felt something warm and wet hitting my leg.

"SEAN! watch where you are PISSING!" I turned and returned the favor to
Seans leg and Sean would have aimed his stream a bit higher if he didn't
run dry. Unfortunately I ran dry at the same time and we were left with
both of us standing facing each other holding our cocks. Mine was rock hard
and Sean noticed. He was staring at it and I was staring at his. It would
have looked bigger than before because now he was warmed up and not
shriveled but he had pulled back the skin a little while he was peeing so
now he didn't have the hanging foreskin to make him look a little bigger. I
was fascinated by his foreskin since I don't have one and he looked just as
fascinated with my lack of foreskin, size, erectness.

"Yours is huge." he said in envy.

"not really man its just regular sized. It just looks bigger since Im
really skinny and because yours hasn't started to grow yet."

"Mine is gonna get that big"

"Maybe even bigger!" I said with a laugh. Slowly stroking my cock absent
mindedly.

"Why does it get big?"

"Lots of reasons. Usually cause you like something. But sometimes it just
does it randomly...like right now." I lied.

"All the guys in my class talk about jacking off their cocks, what does
that mean."

"Its when your cock gets hard like this and you stroke it like I am and
after a while it will be the most amazing feeling and this stuff that makes
babies will come out of your cock."

"Oh yeah the guys talk about that too. They call it cum right. Can you show
me what it look like."

"Right now?"

"Yeah your are already hard and you are already stroking it so do it. I
want to see what all the guys are talking about."

"um ok. I guess its alright. Might take a while though." I lied again. With
him standing in front of me holding his cock Im surprised I didn't nut
three times already. I begin to quicken my stroking pace and watch him as
he stands watching me.  I can feel myself getting close. Suddenly Sean lets
go of his cock for a second and raises his shirt so it isn't in the way. He
switches hands and holds the shirt up with one hand and starts to stroke
like me with the other. As soon as I see him lift his shirt and I can see
his abs poking through with him stroking his cock I go over the edge and
begin to cum I quickly turn and aim my cock as a nearby
tree. One. Two. Three squirts.

"EW. That stuff is gross. Girls swallow that stuff?"

"Yeah. Its really not that bad. But yeah it looks pretty gross."

"You've tasted it?!"

"Ive came every day since I was your age. Sometimes more than one. One time
I was curious and I took a little bit on my finger and tasted it." As I say
that I take a little on my finger and bring it to my mouth, licking it
off. "Its just gooey."

"whats it taste like?"

"I have no idea. Here. Try it." I take a little bit more on another finger
and bring it toward him. My heart pounding going rock hard again at the
possibility of him licking my cum off of my finger. But he surprises me by
taking his own finger to the tree and collecting a larger sample and
quickly bringing to his mouth and swallowing.

"Gooey....and salty? I don't know."

"We should probably head home now."

"OK. But I think you should carry me. Im tired."

"What? After all that fuss you made about not wanting to walk?"

"Ok. fine. Ill race you there." Without waiting for approval Sean took off
in what I would assume is the direction of the house and I was left to take
after him as fast as I could.

On an open field I would have beaten him with no trouble but in the woods
with obstacles in my path I am bound to hit over every single log, twig,
and branch so I knew the race was over before it began even though I almost
caught up to him once we left the woods and were running through his
backyard.

"ROTTEN EGG! I WIN!"

"Yeah yeah. Lets go see if my parents are ready."

"Do we have to?" I smiled at him and made my way to my parents.

"You ready Brendan?"

"Yeah, Can we leave now?"

"Well actually I was talking with your Uncle and he said that the fireworks
look great for their patio here. But I did make a promise to you about your
friend and you did such a good job being nice to your cousin that I
wouldn't want to let you down. So if you want you stay and watch fireworks
here. If not I can drive you over to your friends house now and be back
just in time for it to be dark. What do you think?"

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Ok Im terrible at making decisions and also Im out of ideas so if you guys
would be so kind as to make the decision for me and send me an email
telling me what you think Brendan should do. I would especially like to
hear what you think should happen next after he makes his decision. I
included a lot of my fantasies and I want to hear some of yours!

My email address is joshhmax@aim.com