Date: Sun, 13 Nov 2011 12:23:26 -0800 (PST) From: Darren Smith Subject: My Cousin Andy The following story is the story of an experience I had with my cousin around the time I was 20 or so. Sometimes things happen in your life and you don't really talk about them. You pretend they never happened. You never speak of them to anyone. Well, this is one of those stories, which I have never shared with anyone else. It is a cold winter day in Texas. This I find to be relatively funny, but occasionally we do get a chilly snow storm and this would be one of those cases. Anyhow, grade school is out due to the bad weather. I work the graveyard shift at a cheese factory here in town. I just got off work when I got the call. "Hey, Darren?" "Uh, Yeah?" I reply. "Hey, this is your aunt Melinda." "How are you...?" We exchange the usual bullshit greetings until we got to the meat of the conversation, "Would it be possible for your to baby sit Andy and Jordan today until I get off work?" Andy is about 13 and in middle school. I guess right now he is going through that phase that most boys go through where they decide they have to grow their hair out for some reason. I remember that phase was particularly long for me (4 years) and no I keep my head shaved. Kind of ironic, I suppose. Jordan was 9 and he was a hyper little thing. I did have the next day off and I always want to be there for my family. "Yeah, I can be there in twenty minutes" "Great, Talk to you later" I turn my car around and pull into the next gas station that I see. When I go inside, I go to the washroom to clean my face and hands. I look at myself in the mirror. Sometimes, I felt so small. I am 5'11 and weigh 150 pounds, but I just don't look like a "big" guy. I had been lifting weights for years and I was strong, stronger than most guys, but I could never get to be the size I wanted to be. Being macho was a big deal in my family. I put my hat back on my shaved head and exit the restroom. I purchase a cup of hot coffee, black. I knew that it was going to be along day, but I had not seen my cousins in a long time. It had been... maybe since the 4th of July? I start the car and drive to my Aunts. Melinda greets me at the door and tells me the where the emergency numbers are and where the medicine cabinet is and how much food she has and...blah blah blah until I am about to fall asleep. Eventually she stops talking at me. I thought she would never shut her mouth. I smile and wave her goodbye as she drove to work. She is a manager at the local super market. Not too different from a shift supervisor at the factory I suppose, you yell at people to do this or to do that. At this point I am freezing my ass off, so I go inside. Andy is playing PS3 and has the TV on in the next room. "What the fuck?" I think to myself, "When I was a kid, we would ALWAYS play in the snow. In Texas, you never get enough snow in which to play, so when you did, you played in the snow. "What's up Andy?" "Not much. Hey, Check out this new gun I just got..." it is amazing how easily kids could lose my attention, "...now watch how big this explosion is!" I wait for the explosion. "Whoa!" I wait the obligatory amount of time to make him think that I care, even though I have no interest in his game, "Hey, Where is Jordan at?" "He is still asleep, in his room." "Cool, I am going to try to hop in the shower before he wakes up and then I can make some breakfast. What do you say?" I suggest. "Yeah." I make my way back into the guest bathroom. There are toys everywhere. It smells funny and the counters are all sticky with soap or shampoo or I don't know what, but I decide I am getting the heck outta here. I make my way back into the master bathroom and it is fairly clean and there is a whirlpool bathtub. In my apartment, I don't even have a bath tub. I just have a stand-in shower. I think, "Hell yeah!" It is still pretty early and I figure that I have enough time to take quick bath. I start getting undressed and right before I jump in the tub I notice some baby oil. I grab it and wipe some on my hands. I start massaging my legs, which are very sore. I usually went to the gym 4 or 5 times a week so many of muscles was usually sore. First I did my quads and hamstrings, then my calves, and finally I stood up to massage my glutes. "Hey Darren, did Mom tell you..." I hear Andy's voice coming. I forgot to close or lock the door. Additionally, my entire lower body is covered with baby oil. I panick. I felt embarrassed. I didn't want my cousin to see my like this. "...how to knock before you barge into a bathroom?" I complete his sentence as I grab the door handle from my end. He reaches the door before I get to it and he sees me completely naked. His enlarged eyes gave me the once over and his lips part in a devious teenage smile. He puts his hand up to his mouth as if he had said a bad word. "We'll talk about what Melinda said at breakfast, give me a few minutes." "Okay" He walks away. My face is completely red at this point. You know that saying, "Some guys are showers and others are growers?" Well, I am more of a shower. When My cock is hard it is 7 inches long and thick, but when it is soft it is 5 inches long and just barely a little thinner. It just gets a little longer and little thicker when I am hard. When you see my cock soft, it looks like it would be 9 inches hard, but that is just not the case. This has my being in a locker room pretty easy my whole life. I know guys look at it and they refuse to make eye contact with me at all in the locker room. I keep thinking about all this as I take a relaxing bath. "What did your mother want to tell me?" I ask Andy as I make my way into the kitchen to see what supplies I have to prepare breakfast. "Did she tell you that I was going to hang out with my friends at the park at noon?" "ah, no she didn't mention that." I felt relieved that kids still play in the snow. "What do you guys think of French toast?" "You know how to make French toast?" Andy asks. I sometimes forget how bad Melinda is at cooking. She is the sweetest lady ever, but she couldn't cook to save her life. "Yeah, it's easy, come here I'll show you." After cooking the first few pieces of toast, I let Andy take over and we make giant mound of French toast. I cut it into triangles and serve it on different plates. I sprinkle some powdered sugar on all of them and place some butter on the side. "You did a pretty good job Andy, I am impressed." I complement his cooking as he sits down to start eating, "What are you doing?!?!" "...I was going to eat?" "Go get your brother!" "oh, yeah" he realizes. The kids are eating the French toast like it was their last meal. "Dang you boys are hungry" "It's really good!" Jordan said. "I made it!" Andy exclaims. "No you didn't" Jordan said. "Yeah huh, Ask Darren." Andy demands. "Darren, Darren, Did Andy make this?" Jordan inquires. "I'm afraid so and I'm afraid he did a really good job." "Wow! Jordan says as he continues eating his toast. "Now as for these friends of yours Andy, how many of them are there?" I ask. "ummm, two, Zach and Riley" "I vote we go to the park, steak out a location, collect a sufficient supply of snowballs, and entice your friends over. Then, when they show up, we CLOBBER 'EM!" I exclaim. The boys laugh and agree to the plan. At 11AM we make our way to the park. It looks very pretty. Piercing white snow, leafless branches pointing to the sky, and that crisp cold air that makes you just think, "ah, it is winter time." We walk along the sidewalk trying to determine where we can have a tactical advantage. We come across a playground that is deserted. No one is playing on it, because there is so much snow on it and the plastic is all cold. I immediately come up with a plan. We start collecting snow balls and we place them discretely throughout the playground. As the time approached noon, the kids begin getting bored on me. I tell Andy to call Zach and Riley and tell them to meet him at this playground. I tell Andy and Jordan to hide in the slides. I stay on top of the playground and face the opposite direction of approach. Zach and Riley climb all the way up on the play ground until they are close to where I am standing. I have my face covered up with a scarf, so they think that I am Andy. When they get close to me, I jump down a slide and scream, "Get em!!" "AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Andy and Jordan scream. As we all start pelting Zach and Riley with snow balls. They are on the playground, which we had knocked all the snow off of and we were on the ground with hidden piles of snow balls. It doesn't take them long to conclude they need to get on the ground to compete. Eventually they find our stashes. We play in the snow for a few hours. When we arrive back at the house, we eat lunch and then Jordan falls asleep in front of the fire place. Andy and I are hanging out and playing some shooter game on the PS3 and he is kicking my butt. "So Darren, What were you doing in my parents' bathroom anyway?" I start to get a little red in the face. "Well, I was massaging my muscles. Sometimes when your muscles get sore, they build up toxins and you can move them out by massage." With the blank expression on Andy's face I knew he either didn't believe me or didn't understand. "You know when you work out and your muscles get sore...here let me just show you. Are you sore anywhere?" "I guess my ummmmmmm, well I am sore here." He said pointing at his calves. "Let me massage them a little and you'll see what I mean." He tries to pull his jeans up, but they fit kind of tight and it isn't working. "Do you have a pair of comfortable shorts?" I suggest, "and let me grab the oil, it helps too." He meets me back in the game room with a pair of blue soccer shorts and a white tee shirt on. I tell him to lie down on the floor and to relax. I put a little oil on my hands and spread it on one of his smooth boyish calves. I slowly begin to massage the muscle, feeling for any knots. I start to notice him relax and the pressure begins to go away in his calves. I work all the way up to the back of his knees and notice that he feels a little tense in his hamstrings also. I begin working my way up his hamstrings and Andy begins to moan a little. my hands are going a little bit under his soccer shorts now up until I hit his briefs. His creamy hamstrings are more beautiful than most women's. His legs are pretty meaty, much unlike my own. I couldn't help but feeling a little jealous. Also, I couldn't help but getting a little hard. It was so odd. Why was I getting horny? I am not gay at all. Don't get me wrong I love anal sex if a chick is down for that, but not with a dude. Andy did kind of look like a girl in many ways. His body is smooth and curvy. He is only 13 and still has a lot of "baby fat." He had neither the chiseled look of a man nor the stature of one. He was only 5'3 and about 120 pounds. He also has blonde, wavy hair and pretty blue eyes... "We should probably do your quads too, because they are complementary to your hamstrings." I say as motion for him to flip over. I don't know if that is true, because I am no massage therapist. But, I want to sound legit. Andy is reluctant to turn over. "Come on Andy, what's the problem?" He turns over and has an absurdly rigid and obvious hard-on. I pretend not to notice and continue massage him. After a few minutes on his quads I start to notice a growing wet spot on the tip of his hard on. Holy fuck, that is a lot of pre-cum I think to myself. "Alright all that is left of your legs now are your glutes so I am going to need you to flip back over onto your stomach." "You mean my butt? You're gonna massage my butt?" "Well yeah, the glutes are some of the biggest muscles in the body and you use them a lot in a variety of physical activities" I said, trying to sound clinical. He flips over but leaves his shorts on. "I am going to have to pull your shorts down, is that okay?" "Yeah, I guess." He acquiesces. I pull his shorts and underwear down and reveal his bubbly hot ass. It is the perfect shape: plump and delicious. Even though it is plump it still looks tiny in the hands of a man. As I put the oil on his glutes, something takes over me. I don't know if it was the lack of sleep, the weather, or the hot oily boy ass right in front of me, but I lost it. I start massaging him all over. At first I legitimately try to massage his glutes. Later, I start massaging the space between his ass and his smooth balls. He begins to moan more. I start tapping my finger lightly against his hole and it drives him wild. He instinctively starts arching his back and pushing his ass into my finger. I switch it up a little and I hold his whole ass with my right hand with my thumb on his hole as my left hand massages his balls. I flip him over and keep my right thumb against his hole, gently applying a little pressure. His raging boy cock is fully erect and still leaking pre-cum. His dick is 4 inches long and thin. He has no hair whatsoever on his body. I lean over and put his cock in my mouth while pressing a little harder with my thumb. "Oh my God!" he moans in ecstasy. I keep pushing my thumb past the first sphincter until my thumb actually goes in his ass. I slow down my sucking, trying to make him edge. As I continue sucking him, I apply some oil to my ring finger and begin working it into his tight pink asshole. Had his cock not been in mouth, I think he would have made me stop right here, but he didn't. "Hold on a second." I say after a few minutes of fingering him. I lay down beside him with our heads on opposite sides. "Now get on top of me." It is strange how he follows my every command. I grew more malicious with lust and power. I pull his ass towards my face and shove my tongue deep inside his asshole. "ohhhh" he moans as I try to rape him with my tongue. I could feel my tongue pushing all the way past the second sphincter of his hole. "Take my pants off." I command him. He unbuckles my belt and pulls my jeans down as I arch my back so he can pull them out. "And my underwear" I exclaim as my rigid cock slaps against my well defined abs. "Stick my cock in your mouth." I demand. "mmmm hmmmm" he mutters with my fat cock in his mouth. He can't fit very much of my dick in his mouth, just a few inches or so. I begin to fuck his throat as I continue to eat his asshole like a starving person at a buffet. As I lick his asshole deeper, he moans and the vibrations of his tiny throat feel great against my huge cock. I push him off of me and onto one of the bean bags in front of the television. He is on his back with his hard boy cock point towards the ceiling and his head facing me. I push his head down a little. "Open your mouth." I command as I slap my fat circumcised cock against his tongue. My cock obscures so much of his face and my balls are bigger than his eyes. I grab his throat and begin working my cock into his throat. He gags a little bit at first. It turns me on so much to see him struggle. I tell him to breathe through his nose when my cock isn't in his mouth and he begins to get the hang of it. I start to get close and pull my dick out. I squeeze it from the base up forcing a few drops of precum out which drip down like honey off my dick into Andy's mouth. "Get on your stomach again." I say as pour baby oil all over my cock and his ass. I start slapping his ass with my cock. I spread his beautiful virgin ass apart and expose his little boy hole. I push the fat mushroom head of my cock against it and it feels really tight. I push just a little at first. I slowly push until I make past the first sphincter. Then I pull out again. I push against the second sphincter and he begins to tighten up, like all anal virgins do. It is so tight it makes my cock feel a slight burning sensation. "Relax" I whisper as I nibble on his ear and massage his lower back. He begins to relax a little more and I pop the head of my dick just inside the second sphincter. I hold my position there. Hoping his hole will relax enough for me to bang his brains out, I wait with my raging hard cock two inches inside of his virgin asshole. I could feel his hole constricting and relaxing. I pull out again. One more time I push my dick slowly in and pass the second sphincter. This time I keep going until My dick is in 5 inches. I grab his shoulders with my right hand and his lower back with my left. I gently begin sliding his entire body into my cock. "Uhh, uhhh, uhhh, uhhh, uhhh, yeah." He moans each time my dick is swallowed by his little asshole. I lean back a little and watch my huge cock enter this little oily white ass of his. He has his hand underneath his body where he is fondling with himself. After a few minutes of light fucking, he begins to start breathing more heavily. I realize that he is getting very close. I start to bang him faster, harder, and deeper. The sound of my body smacking into his ass and the way his ass jiggles a little each time I fuck is making me get really close. "Yeah, Take that huge cock" I encourage him. I feel his ass start to spasms and know that he is finishing. I keep banging him really hard. As I begin to finish, I pull my dick out of his ass and flip him over. He has his dick in his hand and a look of great confusion on his face. "Open your mouth!" I demand. Before he does, My cock begins squirting jet after jet of hot, thick, and sticky cum all over Andy's face. He opens his mouth as cum drips off his eye browse and nose. I squirt it in his mouth and he makes a sour face as begins to taste it. I have my hand on the back of his head, holding it in place. I kept squirting and squirting so much cum in his mouth. I do not care if he likes the taste. I destroyed his face, just like I destroyed his ass. When my cock finally stopped, I could feel my heart beating out of my chest. I asked him to go take a shower. A few minutes after we had both showered, Melinda came home and thank me for watching the kids. I stayed for dinner, but Andy hardly said anything to each other after that. I didn't know whether he liked it, if it was good or bad or what. Year later, When Andy was still a teenager he came out to the family. He wore his hair all emo style in high school and he played the violin. I went to his concerts sometimes. We began talking once he came out of the closet. There was always some kind of weird sexual tension between us after that. Neither of us ever spoke of it. One time at our family reunion, we were at a lake. He was probably 17 around this time and his boyfriend came with him to the reunion. It my first day out at the lake and I was putting some sunscreen on my calves, which I started to massage a little. Andy and his boyfriend came and sat next to me. "We forgot to bring sunscreen. Can we use some of yours?" Andy asked politely. "Sure, sometimes when your muscles get sore, they build up toxins..." I said as rubbed the sunscreen into my legs. "and you can move them out with massage?" Andy said as our eyes locked for just a brief, fleeting moment. A moment in which so much was communicated and nothing was actually said. It is funny how you can have a whole private conversation with your eyes. I knew at moment that everything was cool between Andy and me. This is my first submission to Nifty. If you like, pleas provide feedback @ zpak88@yahoo.com. Thanks guys :)