Date: Fri, 08 Jan 2016 00:19:29 +0000
From: blueskylar@openmailbox.org
Subject: Meant for Something More, Ch. 1 Something Sweet to Begin With

Meant for Something More
by Sky Bleu

All the standard legal requirements, ramifications, and warnings apply. It
is purely a fictional story meant for your enjoyment, if you are of legal
age to read it. The following story is fiction and contains B/b, inc,
oral. The story starts a little slow, but if you like it will grow with
intensity as the experience of the characters grow in future chapters. I
would appreciate any feedback at blueskylar@openmailbox.org

Something Sweet to Begin With

All families have struggles, some more than others. For mine, both of my
parents lost their jobs during the 2008 Crash. It was really hard on
them. We lost our house, pretty much everything. Fortunately for us, my
mom's older sister and her husband were very happy to help us out.

Their home didn't have a lot of rooms, but was spacious enough and
comfortable. There were four bedrooms, three and a half bathrooms. My aunt
and uncle had a huge master suite. Their older son, Andrew, had gone off to
college, so my parents were given his room. All of Andrew's things were put
in storage in the attic above the garage and the room was refurnished for
my parents. Then their other son, Jacob (16 years old), and daughter, Sadie
(15 years old), each had a room. My parent's room was the largest of the
three with the largest closet, but it shared an en suite bathroom with
Sadie. Jacob's room was not really big, but it had it's own en suite
bathroom. The room was also in the back of the house on the first floor,
where all of the other rooms were on the second floor. I believe now that
it was originally intended to be a maid's quarters.

When we moved to Aunt Mary and Uncle Hal's house I was seven. Mom and dad
tried very hard not to put out mom's family by offering me to stay in the
room with them, but Aunt Mary wouldn't have it and insisted that I stay in
my cousin Jacob's room. Much to my parent's surprise, Jacob was very
gracious about the idea of having a little kid stay with him.

So as it was, I moved into Jacob's room. When we had to move out of our old
house I didn't get to bring a lot of things and only a couple of toys, so
when I moved in with Jacob I didn't take up a lot of room. He had a queen
size bed and his parent's offered to buy us twin beds, but left it up to
Jacob and me. I actually liked the idea of not being in a bed by myself and
asked Jacob if I could sleep in his bed. With a sweet grin, he agreed
provided that I wouldn't wet the bed. My parents assured him that it had
been over a year since I had had a little accident.

Jacob quickly became my guardian, companion, mentor, and built-in
sitter. The family had a pool. Jacob was a great swimmer having taken a
gold in free-style in our county and silver in state. Dog paddle was the
best I could muster so Jacob took to teaching me to swim after school.

To me, Jacob was funny, charming, extremely kind, generous, playful, and
very good looking. By the end of his sophomore year in high school Jacob
was a lean buff teen stud at five foot eleven inches tall and a hundred and
sixty pounds.  During the week he would stay to the house, choosing to help
me with homework, swim, horse around with me, or we would lay on the couch
and watch TV. It became a common site for the family to find us cuddled
together on the couch or the floor with some pillows, or sharing my uncle's
big overstuffed chair. There were times my dad would tell me to give Jacob
some space, but Jacob would quickly rebut telling my dad that he liked
having me around.

Our birthdays were only a week apart. The Saturday between them we had a
family pool party. Aunt Mary made us each a cake, Jacob's was dark
chocolate and mine was cherry. Jacob cut the cakes for us. He put a slice
of each on both or our plates telling me that we should eat them together
because they would taste really good. He wasn't wrong. They were
delicious. The dollop of creamy vanilla ice cream with them really did the
trick.

That night I was in our bedroom in my pajamas, freshly showered and ready
for bed. Jacob was in the bathroom taking a shower. Being a Saturday night
he was probably going to hook up with his friends and hang out with
them. Wizards of Waverley Place was on our little bedroom TV when Jacob
came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. His body glistened so that
each curve of his muscles were accentuated in the light. His naturally dark
hair in its damp state looked jet black. I couldn't take my eyes off of him
as he slipped off the towel throwing it over me. As I pulled the wet towel
off of my head I saw his firm butt slip under his boxers. I got onto my
knees on the bed, wadded up the towel, and threw it at him.

Quickly, Jacob turned toward me and leapt into the air landing on me
pushing me over. The next thing I knew he had me curled into a ball with my
knees near my head.

"What do you think you are doing, little man?" he growled at me. Then he
picked me up and slammed me back down on the bed. I screamed and giggle
uncontrollably, this only got Jacob to pick me up again and slam me back
down on the bed over and over. Then he decided to switch things up by
pulling me onto his lap. Still in a ball, he had one arm under my neck and
one under my knees cradling me like a baby.

"What is so funny?" he playfully growled. This time it was easy to see the
huge grin on his face. He tickled me making me squirm on his lap. He
grabbed my foot furthest from his body and brought it up 2 my face. "I'll
give you something to laugh at," he said, "smell this!" He rubbed my toes
against my nose. This just made me laugh even harder. "That's it!" he
proclaimed. Holding me in the fetal position he laid back against the bed
and threw me back and forth from his left to his right. For the next twenty
minutes he tossed me around and tried different wrestling holds on
me. Nothing stopped my constant giggling. Finally, he threw me face up on
the bed and jumped on top of me holding my arms down under his lower shins
as he sat very gently on my chest.

He drew a big breath. I screamed and started to laugh even harder. My mom
knocked on the door. "Hey Jake, don't get Klune (me) too riled up. It's
getting late," she scolded threw the door.

Jacob turned his head toward the door. "I won't, Aunt Karen. Klune is all
ready for bed."

"OK, we are all going out for a little bit. Are you sure that you are ok
staying in to watch Klune? After all it is your birthday."

Jacob called back, "Yes, I'm all good, and I will have Klune settled down
in a little bit. I promise."

"Okay!" came my mother's voice from the other side of the door. "I hope you
boys had a good day. Good night."

"Thanks. Good night, Aunt Karen."

"Thank you, mommy! Good night, mommy!" I shouted.

When Jacob turned his attention back toward me he saw it. I was looking up
at it with a huge grin still muttering a slight giggle. Protruding proudly
out of the fly of his boxers stood Jacob's thick lightly veined perfectly
pink seven inch cut cock. His face went a little red, but he didn't allow
himself to act embarrassed. Knowing that he now knew what I had seen he
looked down at me with a playful scowl. "Do you think this is funny?" he
asked as he pushed his cock away from his belly with two fingers then
allowed it to bounce back up. It splattered a little white blob that had
been clinging onto the slit of his cock onto his belly. This made me laugh
again.

"Ha ha, you pee peed yourself!" I boasted.

Finally Jacob broke and started to laugh.

"It's not pee little cuz," he informed me. "It's called precum. It's
something little boys don't make until they get bigger." He scooped up the
milky droplet from his taunt stomach then placed his finger in his mouth
sucking off the substance like he was tasting cake icing.

I was intrigued. Not only was my big cousin the most handsome boy I knew,
but now he was the most fascinating creature.

"Why do you make it?" I asked earnestly.

Jacob looked down at my now very serious face. "It's for sex. When you get
older you will start being interested in sex and your penis will make it
too."

"My penis?" I parroted questioningly. Then the little light bulb in my head
turned on. "Oh, you mean my dingy!" I giggled. Then, just as quick I got
serious again. "Will my dingy, I mean penis get big as yours?"

"Probably, little bud. Penises come in all different sizes. Yours will get
bigger, but there is no telling when you are little how big it will get."

Staring up at his erection I stated, "I hope mine is just like yours."

He pushed his cock down away from his belly again. This time allowing it to
get close enough to my face that I could see the drop of pre clinging to
the slit.

"I thought you though my dick was funny?" he asked. Mouth gaped I stared at
that drop of pre on his fat cock head.

This time he didn't let his cock snap up and slap his belly. Instead, he
slowly eased it back to its natural standing position. I couldn't take my
eyes off of it.

"Well, I should put this away. I really shouldn't be showing it off to my
little cousin," he said in a low tone as he pulled at his boxers to put it
away.

"No. Don't." I begged.

He looked at me a little puzzled. "You're not supposed to see this kinda
stuff, buddy. You're just too little yet. Don't you think?" He left the
question open.

"Mine will be like yours someday, right? I just want to look at it. Can't I
just look at it?" I asked boldly.

Jacob thought for a minute. His cock was stiff just barely inside fly of
his boxers. My eyes took in its shape through the fabric, its big pointed
flared head. The thick shaft that got a little fatter in the middle. The
big vein down the underside of it. My arms were still pinned under his
shins or it would have already been in my hands.

Jacob looked back down at me. "If I am going to let you look at it you have
to promise not to tell anyone. Can you do that? Can you promise not to tell
anybody?"

Jacob was my closest friend. Who would I tell? I had a serious crush on him
too. I knew that I wouldn't ever want to do anything that would make Jacob
mad or upset so I knew I could keep this.

"I promise. I won't tell anybody. Ever." With barely a breath in-between I
asked, "Can I touch it?"

Jacob got off my chest and sat with his back against the headboard of our
bed with his legs spread wide. I crawled up between his legs. He pushed the
fly of his boxers down exposing the length of his cock, which laid across
his belly. He then reached into the shorts and pulled his perfectly shaven
balls free. I knelt really close to his balls, but he decided this probably
wasn't the best position to be in so he picked me up bringing his legs
together and sat me on top of them. My hand reached out and touched the
thick vein on the underside, which now faced up. It felt hot. The skin was
soft. The vein underneath was very hard. I let my hand caress over the
shaft. Jacob just watched as I explored his penis.

After a couple of minutes he pulled me up by the armpits. "Stand up," he
commanded. As I stood on the bed with my legs spread he slipped off his
boxers. Then he pulled me down to sit back onto his legs. I took in the
sight of his totally exposed body. "You don't have any hair there?" I
inquired, having seen my dad and other older boys naked.

He laughed a little. "Yeah, it is called a porn star shave. Lots of guys do
it. Do you not like it?" Later he explained to me that he had started
shaving his body hair for swimming, but that he liked how it looked and
felt so much that he continued to shave even when he wasn't competing.

"No. I mean yes, I like it." I took his cock back into my hands. His hands
covered mine and he guided their movement, making my hands stroke his thick
cock from head to base. I could feel his cock get even harder. Jacob moaned
loud as he threw his head back then covering his face with his hands. I
could hear him mumble under his hands, "Oh my god, you're killing me." I
asked him if what I was doing was ok. He brought his hands away from his
face, gave me a huge smile, ruffled my hair, and said, "You're doing great,
little buddy."

Then he pulled me up again. "Why don't we get you naked too? Would you like
that?" he asked. Only flashing him a smile he helped me slip off my jammies
and my underwear. "Can I touch you too, Klune?" I looked down at my boy
body to see that my dingy was hard and sticking out straight from my belly.

I sat back down on Jacob's legs, this time putting both of my hands onto
his penis. He put his hands on my shoulders then caressed my shoulders,
upper arms, chest, and belly. When I looked up into his face he smiled. He
took a moment to guide my hands with his. "Hold it tight, little
buddy. Like this. Then stroke it up and down, like this," he instructed as
he showed me how to stroke his penis. He put his hands on my hips and gave
them a rub before letting them roam toward my back and finally down to my
butt. I gleefully stroked his big penis for minutes watching as precum
would puddle up on the head then drip down over my fingers.

Putting my head down on his upper thigh I took in his scent as I stroked
his cock. It was a clean smell, but I had never noticed before this
distinct aroma that seemed to fill my nostrils as it came from the warmth
of his cock and balls. I watched as I stroked his cock that his balls would
move around in their loose sack. One would pull up and then the other.

Next Jacob did something that made my jaw drop. He took a finger and swiped
up some of his precum on it putting the finger in his mouth sucking the
precum from his finger. He saw my eyes go wide as I watched him do it and
my mouth was agape.

He said with a moan, "Would you like to taste it?"

At first I didn't know if I should be grossed out or fascinated. I decided
on the latter. I sat up as I looked into his eyes and nodded my head. My
eyes then followed his hand go down to his cock that I was still
stroking. He collected a stringy glob of his precum on his finger. The
string of fluid stretched about a foot from his cock-head as he brought it
to my mouth before it broke free. My mouth still being open he slowly put
it between my lips and touched the tip to my tongue. I closed my lips
around his finger and sucked the slimy content off of it. It was like
nothing I had ever tasted. I loved it. He pulled his finger out of my
mouth, scooped up the string of precum that was now hanging from my chin,
and then pushed his finger back between my lips. "What do you think, buddy?
Do you like it, Klune?" With his finger still in my mouth I nodded my head
yes.

He let me joyfully stroke his cock for a few more minutes as he would
collect more precum and feed it to me. I showed my enthusiasm by
occasionally putting my fist to my mouth and licking it clean of Jacob's
precum.

Jacob broke the quiet in the room when he asked, "Klune, do you want to
suck on my cock to get more pre instead of my finger?" I gave him a puzzled
look. "It's kind of like when you suck on a popsicle, except you don't bite
it. OK?" I smiled back, "OK Jakey, I'll try it."

Jacob took his cock out of my hands holding it up for me. I leaned over and
just gave the wet slimy head a quick lick. I did like it, so I opened my
mouth and took in the head.

I heard Jacob sigh, "That's it baby. Take as much of it as you can in your
mouth. Suck on it like that popsicle. Bob your head up and down on it a
little."

I did exactly as I was told, managing to take about half of his thick shaft
between my lips feeling the head of his cock press against the back of my
mouth at the entrance to my throat. My head bobbed slowly up and down never
allowing the fat head to leave my mouth. I liked the head, they way that it
felt in my mouth. It had a slight soft sponginess that made the sucking
somehow more enjoyable. When it touched the back of my mouth it wasn't like
my toothbrush that sometimes hurt when I would accidentally jab it into the
back corner of my mouth. It filled up the back of my mouth as it pressed
and I wanted to let it go further.

"Klune baby, I know how much you like my precum and I have a big surprise
for you. You keep sucking my dick like that and soon I'll cum."

I looked up to his handsome face as if to ask, "what is cum?"

"Cum comes out a lot faster and a lot more at one time, but its almost the
same stuff as precum. OK?" he said reassuringly.

I sat there for a moment with his cock in my mouth thinking about what he
just told me licking the underside of his fat cock-head.

"And, when the its time, will you swallow it for me, little buddy?" he
asked as his fingers ruffled my hair.

I pulled off his cock for just a moment, looking into his eyes. "OK," was
all I said, before I bent back down giving his cock-head a kiss and a lick
before taking it back into my mouth to continue my sucking.

Jacob still held his cock. He stroked the base as I sucked. His other hand
wandered over my back and down to my butt. I stared at his abs as they
crunched while he reached over me. I could feel his fingers brush over the
crack of my ass. It felt really good.

"You're doing great, baby. Maybe someday when you are bigger you will be
able to take my cock like a big boy."

"What do you mean, Jacob?" I asked with dire concern and thinking myself a
big boy.

He petted my head, "It's nothing baby. It's just that big boys and girls
that like dick will suck it down all the way to base."

"To the base?" I asked.

"Yes Klune, that's when you take it in your throat until your lips touch
here." Jacob pressed his groin with his finger tips showing me where ones
lips would touch. "You're still pretty little, buddy, and this is only your
very first time. You are doing a great job just as you are."

This didn't settle very well with me. I liked to think of myself as a big
boy. I double my efforts in sucking Jacob's cock, but each time I went down
on it the head just battered against the back of my throat.

Then Jacob started to breath hard and was moaning.

"Oh my god, baby, here it comes. I'm going to cum, Klune. Keep sucking my
cock, baby."

I could feel the shaft of his cock thicken and pulse. The head of his cock
swelled. On my bottom lip and tongue I felt the big vein pulse as the first
wave came through. A huge splatter of cum hit the back of my throat almost
choking me, more from surprise than anything. Then a second, third, fourth,
fifth, sixth, and seventh wad of cum spit from the head of his cock onto my
tonsils and tongue.

He rubbed my head, "That's it baby, now swallow it."

I did exactly that. It took a couple of swallows to get the thick teen cum
down my throat. When I was done I sat up and looked at Jacob.

"Are you ok, baby?"

He seen my eyes all red, but I was good so I gave him a big smile. Jacob
pulled me into him giving me a huge hug.

"You are a super sweet boy, Klune. I love you."

Jacob pulled back the covers and pulled us both into the sheets. He spooned
me, both of us naked, as we drifted off to sleep. I was happy, content, and
excited to do that again.

*****

Shall I continue?