Date: Thu, 22 Apr 2021 13:23:06 +0100 From: Phil Frame Subject: My cousin Andrew 7 As we lay together in a twisted heap I could feel Andrew's erection against my side. The tip wet and sticky. I had my arm around the back of his neck as he lay his head into the nook created by my armpit. He had his free hand gently stroke my torso. Working from belly button up to my chest. His touch like a feather softly brushing along my skin. My skin sticky from the sweat created as my cousin gave me my first boy on boy blow job. I was absolutely spent but my hormones had me so fucking horny once more. Could I do to him what he had done to me? Should I do to him what he had done to me? I just didn't know. But my teen hormones took over and in a swift move I had Andrew on his back with me atop his stomach. Just like he had earlier. I took both my hands to his head and clasped them round the back, pulling him forward to me as I moved to him. Our lips once more meeting causing electric shocks through me. Our tongues intertwined again. I could feel his boyhood against my back as we made out. Andrew placed his hands on my bum and massaged the cheeks ever so tenderly and pulling them apart to open the gap between them. He dropped one hand off my cheek and then I felt his steel rod rub against my arse. I gasped in shock and with our lips free from each other he just laughed. His chuckle annoying but sweet in equal measures. He appeased my worries by telling me he's just joking and his cock wants my mouth not my arse. Then he overpowered me. Pushed me downward as he shifted up until my head was level with his abdomen. My eyes fixating on his trail of hair leading me to his most prized possession, his solid 15 year old dick. Once more taking charge he pushed my head to his throbbing member and simultaneously pushed my head down as he pushed his hips up. This clearly wasn't going to be as sensual and sweet as the attack he provided me. Gone was the passion, replaced with urgency and control as he gripped my head and fucked my throat. The pounding to my mouth caused my eyes to close as I focused all me energy on giving him pleasure. This was the first time I'd sucked a guy and whilst it wasn't as sensual as what he gave me, I still loved it. I realised there and then that my mouth was made for one thing only. Having someone's dick in it. Andrew moved to kneel up and lifted my head up to meet his groin before ramming his cock back in. Holding my head tight with every thrust he pounded and pounded until he grunted. I could feel his cock pulse as his juices blew into my mouth. Totally bypassing my mouth and heading straight down my throat. I gagged and some of his cum escaped from my mouth dribbling down my chin. He pulled his cock back so slightly so his last few spurts landed on my tongue. Man oh man it was sweet. Sweeter than when I tasted it from his fingers just last week. He withdrew quickly leaving me with the largest empty feeling I ever had. That was until he shoved his tongue into my mouth and scooped up his own jizz. At this my dick erupted once more leaving a pool of cum sticking to his bed sheets. Now I was spent. I lay down on his bed, Andrew spooning behind me and fell asleep with his hand in mine. When the sun started to peer through the blinds, I started to stir and come out from a deep sleep. I had the biggest smile on my face remembering the previous nights events. It felt like I was still dreaming as I could feel a wetness rest against my cheek. As I moved my hand up to feel it my eyes finally opened. Standing there with cock in hand was Uncle Robert. Wearing nothing but socks and a smile. Fuuuuuccccck! Short one this time. More still to cum. Remember to donate to nifty.