Category: Cousins

Arthur and Ellie

October 14, 2008

Arthur and Ellie
By
Alex Hawk

During the winter of my thirteenth year my sex life, which to that point had basically involved just my left, and occasionally right, hand, took a great shift towards actual, real life sex. The great change occurred when my aunt and uncle came to visit for Christmas and New Year’s. They brought along their fourteen-year-old daughter, my cousin, Ellie.

Ellie was absolutely beautiful. I’d had a major crush on her for… well, forever! She had a vaguely elven look to her features. Wonderful green eyes. Beautiful blonde hair. And a body that seemed to get better each and every time I got to see her.

We had only a small, two-bedroom house. The arrangement was made, when our guests arrived, that my aunt and uncle would share the hide-a-bed in the living room. After much discussion, Ellie was given my bed, and a small cot was put into my bedroom for me to sleep on. I wasn’t overly happy about that part. I would have rather just shared the bed with her, but there was no way I was telling my parents, or hers, that.

The first night that Ellie stayed with me, we spent most of the night watching TV. Finally we retired to the bedroom. Once we got there, I got down to my boxers and t-shirt and got into the cot. Ellie went into the bathroom and came out wearing a nightgown. She turned off the light and got into my bed.

“You have a very comfy bed, Arthur,” she said after a moment.

“Yeah, I know,” I grumbled, annoyed at how uncomfortable the cot was.

“Poor Arthur, stuck down there,” Ellie said with a little giggle in her voice. “I feel bad for you.”

“I bet.” I shifted around uncomfortably. “You feel so bad, let me come up there with you,” I suggested, not really thinking she’d go for that idea.

“Well, I don’t know… I don’t wear anything when I sleep.”

“What?” I was puzzled. “I thought I saw you put on a nightgown?”

Something flew out from the bed and landed on me. Her nightgown. “I took it off under the covers.”

“Oh…”

“But I guess if you don’t mind sleeping next to a naked girl, you can come up here.”

My heart leapt into my throat and my penis instantly hardened up. “What? Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok… if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t.”

Shakily, I got up off the cot and made my way over to my little bed. I got under the blanket next to Ellie and laid there flat on my back, unable to believe I was actually in a bed with a naked girl and wondering what was going to happen next.

I didn’t have to wait too long. As I laid there, Ellie rolled over and put an arm around me, snuggling up close.

“I like to cuddle when I sleep,” she explained. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“No!” I squeaked. I could actually feel her bare breast against my arm!

“Good,” she snuggled even closer and then said, “Hmmm…”

“What?”

“Well, it doesn’t seem really fair that I’m naked and you’re not.”

It took a moment for that to sink in. “You want me to be naked with you?”

“It’s only fair, don’t you think?”

“Yes,” I managed to say.

“Well, then.”

I sat up and pulled my t-shirt off my body. Then I laid back down and wiggled out of my boxers. Now feeling very aroused and very exposed, I laid back down next to Ellie.

“That’s better,” she said, running a hand down my bare chest.

I sucked in my breath. “Thank you…” I whispered.

Ellie snuggled a little closer to me, and now I felt her breasts pressing much harder into my body. “I really like you, Arthur.”

“I like you, too.” It sounded lame, but who could think of anything original under circumstances like this?

Ellie’s hand moved from my chest down to my stomach. My heart began beating about a million miles an hour as the hand went lower and lower. I felt it brush gently against the tip of my penis and stifled a gasp. I wasn’t able to stifle one when her hand wrapped around my throbbing teenage erection.

“I like this, too,” Ellie said, a little giggle in her voice.

“Oh… that’s nice…” was all I could think of.

Ellie giggled again. “You’ve never done anything with a girl, have you?”

“Not really,” I admitted.

“I’ve done lots with boys,” she said in a voice of authority. “I even lost my virginity a few months ago!”

“Really?” I never knew anyone who’d had sex before. Some of my friends claimed they’d gotten laid, but I figured they were lying.

“Oh, yes.”

“Cool…”

Ellie took her hand off my penis and took my hand in hers. She guided it up and placed it onto one of her wonderfully pert little breasts. I swallowed hard in surprise as I felt the nipple against my palm.

“Move your hand around a little,” Ellie suggested.

“Like this?” I asked, moving a bit.

“Yeah…” Her hand returned to my penis, stroking me just a little.

Ellie turned her face towards mine, then, and the next thing I knew she was kissing me tenderly on the lips. I was surprised, but I did my best to kiss back. I’d kissed a couple girls before, but never like this, of course. I certainly wasn’t prepared when my cousin began to work her tongue into my mouth, but I didn’t stop her. It was pretty nice. Her mouth tasted of peppermint and chocolate, which was no shock since we’d had hot chocolate with candy canes in it not too long ago.

Then Ellie rolled me onto my back and began kissing a path down my chest and stomach. No sooner had I figured out her destination, than I felt the sweet sensation of her tongue licking along the shaft of my penis. Before I could really get used to that, she opened her mouth and slid it all the way down my virgin erection. I was getting my first blowjob!

“Oh, Ellie…” I whispered, placing a hand on the back of her head. This was the most amazing thing I’d ever felt in my life. I knew it wouldn’t be too long before I came. It would be the first orgasm I’d ever had with another person, and even now I could feel it building. “Ellie?” I gasped.

“Mpmh?”

“I’m gonna… cum soon…”

I expected my cousin to take her mouth off me at that point, but to my surprise she just started going faster and faster. I did my best to hold back, but when the orgasm finally hit, my penis nearly exploded with pleasure as my sperm fired off into Ellie’s mouth. I was dimly aware of her swallowing as she kept her mouth on me.

When I was done cumming, Ellie lifted her face off my penis and began kissing her way back up my body until she reached my mouth. I was a little reluctant to kiss her given that my sperm had just been in her mouth, but aside from a little saltiness I couldn’t taste anything too strange.

Besides, I was too distracted as I realized that with her positioned like she was, she was basically sitting on my still somewhat hard penis. I could feel it against something a little wet and I wondered if it was her vagina.

Ellie broke the kiss and smiled at me. “Having fun?”

“Yeah, of course…”

“Good.” She kissed me again and then giggled. “You know what, Arthur?”

“What?”

“I’ve had a major crush on you for like years.”

“You have?” I blinked.

“Yeah. Ever since we were little.”

“Wow… cool. I’ve had a crush on you for a long time, too.”

“Cool.” We started kissing some more and then my cousin said, “You wanna try something?”

“What?”

“Doing to me what I just did to you.”

I thought about it for about a tenth of a second. “Sure!”

“Cool.” Ellie rolled off me and laid down on the bed next to me. “Ok, get your face down between my legs.”

I scooted down under the blanket. I couldn’t see a damn thing, of course. “So what I do?” I asked from down there.

“Give me your hand.” I did what I was told. Ellie took my hand in hers and pressed it against something that felt… well… odd, but not in a bad way. “That’s my clitoris. When I tell you to start, you lick your tongue all over that, ok?”

“Ok.”

She moved my hand down and for an instant I felt one of my fingers pressing against something warm and wet, and then felt my finger slipping into a place beyond my imagination. “That’s my actual vagina. Sticking your tongue in there will feel really good for me.”

“Ok,” I said, a little weakly.

“Beyond that, just lick everything around there you can, ok? Along the sides and stuff.”

“Alright.”

Ellie pulled her hand away, leaving me with a finger stuck into her vagina. “Whenever you’re ready, Arthur.”

A little nervous and uncertain, I stuck my tongue out and flicked it alongside her clitoris. It didn’t taste like much of anything. Emboldened, I began licking more and more, running my tongue all over the little knob, and eventually working it up into my cousin’s vagina, joining the finger that I figured I should be moving around.

From the way Ellie was acting, I knew I had to be doing things basically right. She kept moaning into a pillow and squirming around. She must’ve really been having a good time! It was so cool that I could make a girl feel good like this.

After a few minutes of me eating her out, Ellie reached down and pulled gently on my head. I took the hint and began kissing a path up her body, just like she’d done for me. When I reached her mouth, she kissed me passionately and held me tight against her, my penis resting directly against her vagina. For the first time I was now totally aware of what was going to happen next.

Sure enough, Ellie reached down and gave my erect penis a couple gentle strokes, and then moved it around a little. I felt something warm and wet against the tip and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to realize where I was.

“Put it in me, Arthur,” she whispered.

I didn’t need to be told twice. I took a deep breath and gave a little push with my hips, feeling myself sink inside just a little. I pulled back and pushed forward twice more and before I knew it I had every bit of my thirteen-year-old virgin penis buried inside the molten warmth of my cousin’s amazingly wonderful fourteen-year-old vagina. I let out the breath I’d been holding as my pubic hair met Ellie’s. That was it. I’d never be a virgin again!

“Oh, god, Arthur,” she whispered. “Oh, you’re so nice…”

I couldn’t speak, I could only grin stupidly. I was getting laid! Who could think at a time like this?

“Move it in and out, ok? Go real slow…” she said as her hands moved down to rest on my butt.

I nodded and started moving my hips slowly back and forth, savoring the unbelievable bliss of having my penis inside a girl for the first time. Oh, god, it was wonderful in there. Like nothing I’d ever even imagined! Who could imagine something like this?

As I fucked my cousin for the first time, I was really happy that I’d already cum a few minutes before. If I hadn’t, I’d never have managed to last. As it was, I managed to screw Ellie for about five minutes altogether before I felt the familiar tingling sensation in my body. I pushed hard into her in a series of rabbit like thrusts as my penis erupted with sperm, splashing it’s load into a girl’s vagina for the first time in my thirteen years of life.

When my orgasm was complete, I collapsed onto Ellie’s body, both of us breathing hard and covered in sweat. It was, without a doubt, the most wonderful night of my life.

Ellie and I fucked a lot more during the next two weeks. She showed me every position that she knew and taught me everything she could about how to make a girl feel good in bed. It was a wonderfully educational experience.

Unfortunately, one aspect of her teaching that was lacking was birth control. Two months after she’d left, she called me and told me she was pregnant and there was no question that I was the father. My stomach did a little lurch to the right at that point.

Needless to say, when our parents found out they were Not Happy. I endured every lecture they could come up with. There wasn’t much they could do about it, though, and in the end Ellie ended up giving birth to our daughter nine months after our first fuck. I got to see the baby when we visited them during the holidays, though they were smart enough to keep me and Ellie away from each other. We managed to find a way to fuck twice, but that was about it.

Now I have a girlfriend and I’m about to start high school. I get to see my daughter every few months and I still keep in touch with Ellie, of course. She’s my cousin, after all. She’s got a boyfriend herself now, and that’s fine with me. I wish I hadn’t gotten her pregnant, but I certainly had no regrets at all about losing my virginity to her.

END

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk. ?siht daer uoy naC

Not much of a story, admittedly. No real character development or plot. That’s ok, though. Sometimes it’s nice to just work on a little something like this as practice, and I think it turned out pretty nice, so hey!

Death of a Story

October 19, 2008

Never-Never Island
By
Alex Hawk

There are occasions with every writer where they start a project and give up. There’s any number of reasons why. Sometimes you loose interest, sometimes you’re unsatisfied with the project, sometimes real life interferes, etc.

In this case I started writing a story called “Never-Never Island”. It was a story about a group of kids stranded on a tropical island. Think “Lord of the Flies” with fucking. It was meant to be big and special as I planned it to be my 100th story.

This won’t be happening.

Here’s the story as it stands, as complete as it’s ever going to be. Go ahead and read it. I guess it was about 20% complete. When you get to the end, I’ll go into detail about why this story will never be finished.

***

I awoke with a start from the weird dream I’d been having. Even as I sat up in my bunk the images faded from my mind, but the hard rocking I’d been experiencing was still happening, as was the sound of knocking on the cabin door.

“Hannah?! Wake up, honey!”

I staggered out of bed and pulled a bathrobe over the panties that were all I wore to bed. The yacht we were all on rocked under my feet. Opening the door, I saw my mom standing there looking concerned.

“Get your life jacket and get up to the lifeboat.”

I blinked. “What?” I asked as I grabbed my jacket and threw it on. “We’re abandoning ship?”

My mom shook her head. “No, but the storm’s getting worse and we want all you kids in one safe place.”

“Oh. Well, ok.”

I followed my mom along the rocking decks to the aft-starboard where the rather large lifeboat was moored. Inside were my cousins and brothers, only one of which was a girl like me. We’d all come out on this little boat ride through the Indian Ocean for our family reunion. I’d heard everyone talking last night about a possible storm, but I didn’t expect it to be this bad.

Along with the other kids, my Uncle Ross was in the lifeboat. He pulled the canopy back over it after I was securely inside. I sat between two of my brothers, Taylor and Jordan, as the ship around us rocked.

“Are we going to have to escape?” asked Andy, the youngest of my cousins.

Uncle Ross shook his head. “No, everything should be ok.”

I felt Jordan move a little closer to me. At fourteen, he was a year younger than I was, and still prone to the same sort of jumpiness one might expect from a boy a couple years younger than him. Since I felt a little jumpy myself, I leaned a little closer to him, too.

There was a flash of lightning and a loud THUMP that caused the lifeboat to shudder. All of us, including me, let out screams of various types. Uncle Ross staggered a little and reached for the canopy release.

“I think something’s come loose!” he called out as he opened it up. “I’ll be right back!” And he was outside.

I reached over to pull the canopy shut and just as I sat down, the yacht gave a sudden lurch. There was a horrible screeching noise, then silence for a moment, then a sharp sensation of smacking into something, followed by the lifeboat rocking.

“Shit!” yelled out Kip, one of my cousins and, at twelve, kind of annoying. “We’ve come loose!”

I pulled open the canopy and was rewarded with water splashing into the boat. I could see the yacht, not too far away, with Uncle Ross and my mom standing on the deck. Then a wave knocked the lifeboat and more water splashed in. I quickly shut the canopy again.

“Ok!” I said brightly. “Everyone make sure your lifejackets are secure.”

Kip’s twin brother, Kit, called out, “What’s happening?!”

“We’ve launched, and we’re moving away from the yacht. But don’t worry. This thing has a GPS locator and everything. We’ll be fine once the storm stops. Meantime, everyone just stay calm!”

We all basically wound up huddling in the bottom of the lifeboat as the storm carried us along over the waves. When we weren’t screaming, we were crying, right up to the point where, eventually and from sheer exhaustion, we all drifted off to fitful sleep.

* * *

I was the first of all of us to wake up. Sunlight was steaming through one of the small windows on the side of the boat. As I woke up and got to my knees to peer outside, I was aware of the boys around me stirring. Soon they were all looking out the windows, too.

“Where are we, Hannah?” asked Kyle, one of my cousins.

I shook my head. “I don’t know. I’m going to open the canopy and look outside.”

I popped open the canopy and looked around. The air was warm, and had a tropical, salty smell to it. Peering around, I saw nothing but blue sea, except… wait… I looked hard in the distance, then dropped back into the boat.

“Zack?” I said to my other brother who, at eleven, was the youngest of the three, coming second to Taylor’s thirteen and, of course, Jordan’s fourteen. “You’ve got good eyes. Look outside at about 2 o’clock and tell me what you see.”

“Ok.” As Zack stood up, I noticed he wasn’t wearing anything but boxers, a t-shirt and a life jacket. Looking around, I saw that most of the other boys were dressed in about the same thing. Kim, the eleven-year-old sister to Kip and Kit, was wearing a long t-shirt and what looked like pale panties under it. They must’ve all been as asleep as I had been.

Zack dropped back into the boat. “Looks like it could be land.”

“Ok.” I examined the canopy. “This folds down. Taylor, Jordan, you get it folded. Kip and Kit, you two look for the oars. The rest of you… just watch.”
It took a few minutes of doing, but soon the boat as open and the oars were out. as Kyle and Jordan were the oldest, both being fourteen, I assigned them each an oar and told them to row for it.

Meantime, I scanned all over the outside for the GPS beacon. Once I activated it, it wouldn’t be any problem for them to find us. Then we’d go home, and we’d be able to tell our grandkids about our little Adventure at Sea.

That was when I spotted the large, gaping hole were the beacon was supposed to be.

“Well,” said Josh, Kyle’s thirteen-year-old brother as he came up behind me. “I guess we know what that thump last night was that sent Uncle Ross out, huh?”

“Apparently,” I said with a sigh. “No beacon, guys,” I told the rest of the boat. “When we land, we’ll have to get a signal fire put up quick.”

That cast a pall over the boat, which had been relaxing a bit. Silence reigned as the boys rowed us towards the ever-closer island.

“We’re totally fucked, aren’t we?” asked Kim, moving closer to me.

“No, we’re fine,” I said. “We just have to get to land.”

I could tell she was still worried, but she kept quiet after that, as did the boys, and with the exception of Jordan talking to Kyle about the rowing, the boat was dominated by silence. It was kind of nice, cause it gave me a chance to sort out my thoughts. On the other hand, it also forced me to worry extensively about what might happen to us.

It took about an hour of rowing before we finally got within range of the beach. Kip and Kit both grabbed a couple of the ropes on the front and got out, splashing into the water as they, along with Kyle and Jordan, launched the boat up a fair distance onto the sand.

“All ashore that’s going ashore!” I called out as all of us jumped out of the boat and onto the beach.

There was nervous laughter from everyone as we all got onto the sand. Most of the kids just sort of flopped onto the ground, happy to be on solid land again. I had Jordan and Kyle help me haul the boat up above the tide line, figuring that it would be bad to have it washed out to sea without us.

Once that was done, I began rooting through the boat’s survival gear as the rest of the kids milled around on the beach. Already Kim and Zack were busy building a basic sand castle while Kip, Kit and Josh went splashing around in the water.

“So how’s it look?” asked Jordan, coming and crouching down next to me as I rooted through the survival kit.

“Not too bad, actually,” I said. Here’s what the inventory consisted of.
– Compass
– A large first aid kit
– Blankets (4)
– Lighters (2)
– Fish hooks (100)
– Fishing Line (1000′)
– Axe
– Signal mirror
– Rubbing Alcohol (24 oz bottle)
– MRE’s (12)
– Nylon Rope (100′)
– Signal Flares (3)
– Swiss Army Knife
– Hunting Knife
– Collapsible Shovel
– Collapsable Buckets (2 at one gallon each)
– Water purification kit (100 tablets, each good for a gallon)
– Lightweight Aluminum Pot (3 gallons)

In addition, I realized that our resources also consisted of:

– Me, aged 15
– My brothers, Jordan, 14, Taylor, 13, and Zack, 11
– The first of my cousins, the twins, Kip and Kit, 12, and their sister, Kim, 11
– Brothers Kyle, 15, Josh, 13, and Chad, 12
– And the last of my cousins, Jack, 13, and Andy, 12

Eleven of us stuck on this island together. I wondered how long we’d be here, and then realized that didn’t matter. What mattered was that we needed to ACT like we were going to be here forever. This meant that we’d have to get a good idea of the lay of the island, get some food, some fresh water, get a fire going, set up a shelter, etc.

I looked at Jordan. “We’ve got enough supplies to keep us going for a while and enough supplies to make sure that if it takes longer than a while to get rescued, we should be ok.”

Jordan nodded and brushed a lock of his long hair out of his face. “How long… how long do you think we’re going to be here?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know. We can’t have drifted too far away from the yacht. I’m sure they’ve already made contact with the authorities back in Australia and they’ve already got search parties out.”

“Yeah, but…” Jordan dropped his voice. “Hannah, this is a big ocean. We’re on a small island. I didn’t see any other islands around here when we were rowing towards the place.”

“Well, we don’t know how big the island is,” I pointed out. “We haven’t explored yet. That’s the next step.”

“Ok.” Jordan stood up, giving me a view of something unexpected.

“Ah… Jordan? You’re… uh… hanging out…”

Jordan looked down to where the tip of his penis was poking out from under the hem of the long t-shirt he was wearing. It wasn’t the first penis I’d ever seen, but I hadn’t expected to see my brother’s.

Jordan blushed and pulled the shirt down a little more. “Sorry,” he mumbled. “I didn’t think to grab any boxers or anything.”

I laughed a little at my brother’s embarrassment. “It’s ok. We’ll hopefully be out of here soon and I’ll buy you a pack of six.”

Jordan grinned and said, “You’re on.”

“Alright,” I said, standing up and looking around. “Round up everyone and bring them over to those trees over there.”

“Gotcha.”

I went over to the collection of palm trees I’d pointed at and waited while Jordan rounded up our various cousins and siblings. Once everyone was gathered around I started speaking.

“Ok, everyone. Here’s the situation. We’re on this island for the foreseeable future. We could be rescued in twenty minutes, we could be rescued tomorrow, or we might be here a lot longer. Either way, since we don’t know for sure, we’ll have to assume that we’re going to be here for a while.”

“What do you mean? Like for years?” asked Kim with a hint of panic in her voice.

I sighed. “We just don’t know. Would you rather pretend we’re going to be here for a long time and then get rescued tomorrow, or would you rather pretend we’re leaving tomorrow and stay here for years? We have to prepare for the worst.”

There was a bit of noisy panic at that point. I let them all get it out of their systems for a few seconds and then said, rather loudly, “Ok! That’s ENOUGH!”
Gradually the noise abated.

“Right. Now. Jordan, Kyle, and Josh, I want you to explore the island going that way,” I said, pointing down the beach. “Josh, Kip, Kit, I want you to go the other way. Keep an eye out for possible water sources, food, shelter, etcetera. Don’t go too far. Make sure you turn back within, say, three hours or so. Stay along the beach for now. We’ll explore island later, ok?”

“Alright,” said Josh as the other boys nodded.

As the boys headed out to explore, I enlisted the rest of the kids to help me with digging a firepit and gathering up some driftwood. Kim, Zack and Andy seemed happy to have something to take their minds off the problems we were all in. It wasn’t by chance that I’d left the youngest kids behind.

It didn’t take too long for me to get a fire going, which gave us all a chance to get our clothes dried a little bit. The clothing thing was going to be an issue soon, I knew. Kim had on her long t-shirt and panties, and I knew Jordan didn’t even have that. Most of the boys were wearing only pajama bottoms or boxers, some with t-shirts and some without. If we were here for any length of time, we’d all end up buck-naked.

After nearly three hours, Andy said, “Hey, look!”

I followed his pointing arm and saw all the rest of the boys coming back, all from the same direction. My heart sank. The island couldn’t be very big if they’d met and started walking back.

I walked up to Jordan. “All the way around the island?” I asked.

He nodded. “It’s not all that tiny, though. We found a small pond that looks like it has fresh water, though we didn’t go all the way to explore it cause you said not to. We also spotted what looked like some caves. This must’ve been a volcanic island at one point.”

“Yeah, we saw what looked like a small mountain or something,” Chad said. “And we found some pineapples.” My cousin held one up.

“Alright. Let’s strategize a little.” I sat down with the boys and started hammering out a little plan. I sent Jordan and Kyle, with the collapsible buckets, to get some water from the creek. I tasked the younger kids, Kim, Zack and Andy, with using some of the hooks and lines to try and get some fish. Josh went along to help them. Then Taylor, who had spotted the caves earlier, would go check out said caves while the other boys set about gathering some coconuts from the nearby trees.

Taylor, my middle brother, was one of the boys who was wearing nothing but a pair of pajama bottoms. I wasn’t sure if he had underwear on under them or not. Either way, I started wondering what the lifespan of the light flannel cloth would be.

The caves were about two hundred feet back from the shore, and not too terribly far from where we’d set up temporary camp. As we walked into the biggest one, I looked around. The floor was reasonably smooth, and some light work would take care of the smaller rocks piled around. We’d have room in the middle to set up a fire if we ever needed to. There was even a small area that would serve well as a larder.

“Nice. Good job spotting these, Taylor.”

“Thanks.” He looked around. “You really think we’re going to be here a long time?”

I shrugged and repeated my usual mantra. “I don’t know. But we have to prepare to be.”

“Yeah.” Taylor scratched at his arm. “I wonder what’s going to happen to our clothes. We aren’t exactly dressed for the outdoors.”

I laughed. “I was thinking something like that myself. We’re probably going all end up naked if we’re here any length of time.”

“Oh, great.” Taylor sounded less than excited by the idea.

I laughed some more. “Hey, I think you’d be happy! You’ll get to see naked girls!”

“Yeah, you and Kim. Some show that’ll be!”

I glared at my younger brother. “Oh, really? Are you saying I’m ugly?”

Taylor waved his hands. “No, no, Hannah! But you’re my sister and Kim’s only eleven. What’s there to see on a girl that’s eleven?”

“Oh, so it would be fine if I wasn’t your sister and Kim was, say, fourteen?”

“Oh, yes, that’d be fine!” he said brightly.

I glared at him again and said, “Come on, brat. Let’s get back to the campsite.”

We were pleasantly surprised when we got back. It turned out that Zach had experienced some luck with his fishing and had reeled in a very large yellow… fish… of some sort. I didn’t know what kind, but it had meat on it. As we were celebrating, Andy managed to land another. With that and the coconuts, plus the pineapple trees, it looked as though food wasn’t going to be a problem.

“Ok! Kip and Kit, you two get the fish gutted and cleaned. I know you spend lots of time out fishing, so you’ll know what to do. Andy, Zach, good work. Go get some more. Everyone else, let’s get some of this stuff moved up to the caves. I think I found the one we’re going to stay in for right now.”
I was pleased, and slightly vexed, by the fact that everyone seemed to be willing to do what I told them without question. I had a reputation for having a good head in a crisis, which was annoying at times.

With the help of all the rest of the kids, I got everything moved up to the cave. We left the boat tied up to three trees, just in case a storm hit or something like that. By the time that my watch said one in the afternoon (and assuming we hadn’t hit another time zone, I knew it was accurate), we had everything moved and were starting to cook up some fish.

“So what do we do about sleeping tonight?” asked Kyle around a mouthful of fried goodness.

I used my hand to dip into our chlorine-tasting drinking water and took a sip. Then I said, “Well, for tonight at least we’ll break out the blankets, just in case it gets cold, and spread them out on the floor of the cave. Maybe if we’re here longer we can use some fond fronds or something to set up a real floor.”

“We’ve got axe and some rope,” Josh said. “Maybe we could chop down some of the trees and build a basic hut or something.”

That got all the boys talking about massive building projects that I knew we wouldn’t complete if we were here until the sun burned out. But at least it took their minds off their current situation.

By the time sun sank down in the west, we had the cave all cleaned out and set up. The blankets were spread out all over the ground and provided at least some padding. I figured it was probably going to be a little chilly in there, so we built our third fire of the day and set it up inside, a good distance from the blankets, and soon the cave was nice and warm.

And with that we all got onto the blankets and, eventually, gradually, drifted off to sleep.

* * *

The next morning we all woke up not too long after sunrise. I set the youngest kids out fishing again and threw Chad and Josh on gathering detail (wood and food). The rest of the kids I set on gathering up materials to build a signal fire with. I then went with Kyle to go see to the water supply.

I’d always had an interesting relationship with Kyle. He was the closest in age to me as far as my cousins went, only a couple months younger than I was. He was also kind of cute, and very smart, though he didn’t talk too much as he was rather shy. He also, I learned by walking behind him and staring at his boxers, had a nice ass.

And that was when another series of thoughts played through my mind. If we were here on this island long enough, sex between some of the kids was inevitable. I’d always been fascinated with sex. Well, at least I had been since I’d hit puberty. My actual experience with sex was limited to me having given a couple ex boyfriends blowjobs. I wasn’t particularly attached to my virginity, I just hadn’t seen the need to get rid of it yet.

Being that Kim and I were the only girls here, this meant my virginity would likely be a fading memory if we were here too long. It also meant, since there was no birth control, that we’d spend most of our lives pregnant. That part at least was not, perhaps, the nicest thought I’d ever had.

I followed Kyle from the beach up to the ponds, just talking about incidentals. I could tell he was still worried about us being stuck here, but, like me, he was getting pretty pragmatic about the whole thing.

Eventually in our walking we reached the ponds. There were two of them, one bigger, the other one only slightly smaller. Both looked rather deep. They were obviously rain water, which was reasonably reassuring, since it meant we’d have a steady supply (I hoped).

I cupped some of the water in my hand and splashed it over my head. “Ah, that’s nice. All that salt really sucks.”

“Yeah,” Kyle said with a nod. “We should set aside one pool for washing and bathing and the other one for drinking.”

Nodding back, I said, “That’s a good idea.”

We ended up picking the larger pool for drinking. The smaller one would be used for bathing and cleaning clothes and such. It was still big enough for two or three people to be in at a time, which was good.

As we sat there near the washing pond, Kyle pulled his t-shirt off and ran it through the water, soaking it down and wringing it out over the rocks. He looked really hot crouching there in his boxers like that.

I felt a great surge of arousal and desire course through my body as I looked at my mostly naked cousin. I wasn’t sure what brought it on, I mean, beyond seeing him dressed like he was. I’d heard that sometimes people, after going through a great, life endangering event, wound up really horny afterwards. Maybe that was the case here.

No matter what it was, I said to Kyle, “You wanna go for a swim? I need to get all this dried salt off me.”

“Sounds good to me.” Kyle dipped his foot into the water. “Seems warm enough.” He lowered himself down into the pond and splashed around a little, dunking himself under and resurfacing. “Very nice! Come on in!”

“Alright. Just a second, though.” I stood up and pulled off the bathrobe and panties. As Kyle stared slack-jawed at my naked body, I blushed a little. I’d never been nude in front of a boy before. “I don’t want to try and swim in anything that heavy, you know? I’d sink really quick.”

“Uh… yeah! Right. Ok.”

I lowered myself into the water, happy to find it to be the perfect temperature. I let out a little sigh of contentment and looked around. “You know, this is actually a kind of nice island. If we DO have to be here for a long time, it’s not that bad a place to be.”

Kyle lifted his eyes off my slightly floating breasts and said, “Uh… huh? Oh, yeah. Yeah, it’s pretty cool here. Looks like we’ll have no problem with food or water or anything.”

“Well, and,” I continued, “if we gotta be stuck here, better to be stuck here with people we like, you know?”

“Oh, yes,” he said with great feeling. “I know some people that if I was stuck here with, they’d already be dead.”

We both laughed.

I dunked my head under the water, letting the remnants of salt soak out of my hair. It really was a VERY nice place, this island. That suddenly made me think of something.

“You know, we need to come up with a name for this place.”

“A name?”

“Yeah. We need something to call it.”

“You mean the ponds?” he asked, clearly not getting it.

“No, no, no. I mean the island.”

“Oh!” I could see his face change as understanding dawned. “Right, ok.”

“Got any ideas?”

Kyle shook his head. “But we can all talk about it tonight during dinner.”

I nodded. “That sounds good.” I grinned at my cousin. “You’re smarter than you let on sometimes, you know.”

Kyle shrugged. “Yeah. Well, with a lot of the people I hang out with, being smart isn’t a really good thing, you know?”

“Yeah? Well, I think smart boys are cool.” I smiled at him.

Kyle smiled back at me. “Thanks.” Silence for a moment, then he added, “You’re cool, too.”

“Thanks.” Feeling a little tightness in my chest, I casually said, “You know, I’m surprised you can be in here in your boxers. Aren’t they a little uncomfortable?”

“Uh… a little, maybe.”

“Well,” I said, feeling a blush spread across my face. “If you want to, you can take them off.”

“You don’t care?” he asked a little weakly.

I shook my head. “No. I mean, look, if we’re here any length of time we’re all going to be naked. You’ve already seen me naked. So who cares?”

“Does this mean you’re going to stay naked when you get out of the pond?” Kyle asked with a hint of hope in his voice.

I laughed. “Yeah, maybe.”

“Well, I guess it’s not a big deal if I get naked, too, then.” Kyle stood up, faced away from me, took off his boxers and got back into the water, though not before I had a great view of his cute naked butt.

Now we were both naked, but I had no idea what I wanted to do next. I mean, Kyle was really cute and stuff, and if we were going to be here for a long time, I’d certainly wind up having sex with him. But what if we didn’t? Suppose we got rescued tomorrow and I’d already slept with him?

On the other hand, to hell with it. I wanted to feel good and fooling around with my cousin would accomplish that goal.

“So do you have a girlfriend back home?” I asked, moving just a little closer.

“No. Do you have a boyfriend?”

“No,” I replied with a shake of my head. “I had one a few months ago but we broke up.”

“Oh, that sucks.”

“Yeah. You’ve had girlfriends before, though, right?”

“Oh, yeah, a couple of them,” he said trying to appear manly.

“Good, good.” I moved closer still and put my hand onto Kyle’s bare chest. “Well, any girl that dated you was lucky indeed.”

“You really think so?” Kyle asked in a quiet voice.

“Oh, yeah.” I moved even closer and then leaned forward and gave him a kiss, right on the mouth.

Kyle seemed surprised, but did obviously have at least some experience with girls, cause he recovered quickly and started kissing back. He was the one who actually started with the French kissing, which I really liked.

My cousin had put his hands on my shoulders while we started to kiss, but now he moved one of them down and cupped one of my breasts. He tweaked the nipple gently, eliciting a moan from me.

“How far have you gone with a girl before?” I asked him between kisses.

“This is the farthest,” he admitted.

“How far do you WANT to go?”

Kyle thought for a second. “As far as we can.”

“Ok.”

I straddled Kyle’s waist, feeling his penis rubbing against my vagina. I knew right then and there that I wouldn’t be a virgin when I got out of this pond. The idea filled me with excitement.

As I kissed Kyle some more, I reached down and started to stroke his penis. It was very warm and very hard. I’d played around with a couple boys before, as I said earlier, and Kyle’s erection seemed to be about the same as theirs. This was reassuring but a little disappointing. Given that I’d made up my mind to lose my virginity to him, I’d somehow thought he should be built different somehow.

Keeping one hand on Kyle’s erection, I used the other to balance myself. I rubbed the tip of his penis along my vagina and lined him up to enter me. Slowly I pushed back, anticipating the pleasure of having my cousin fuck me for the first time.

As I moved back, I felt a sensation of pressure as the tip of Kyle’s fifteen-year-old virgin penis start to slowly enter my fifteen-year-old virgin vagina. Once the tip was all the way in, I knew I’d only have to push back a little father, and he’d be entirely inside me. I closed my eyes and got ready to get fucked.

A sound made me look up. I saw Jordan standing there, about twenty feet away, staring at us with his mouth wide open and his penis tenting up the base of his t-shirt. I froze, unsure what to do.

Kyle followed my gaze. “Jordan!” he squeaked, and sort of pushed me off him, the tip of his penis withdrawing from my vagina.

“Oh, shit! I’m sorry, guys… I didn’t mean to… I just wanted to… some water… I… sorry!” Jordan quickly ran off.

Kyle and I sat there staring at each other and breathing hard, both acutely aware of what had almost happened. I wanted to get back on top, to get him inside me, to have sex with him, but I knew the moment was over.

He must’ve known it, too, cause he said, “Uh… look, Hannah, we should probably get back to the camp.”

“Er… yeah. Yeah, we should.”

The two of us got out of the water, dressed in silence and walked our way back to the campsite.

When we got back to camp, most everyone had finished with the work they’d been assigned. We had quite a nice supply of food, which was good, cause I didn’t want to have to break out the MRE’s. There was also a nice stock of driftwood that had been gathered and, much to my happiness, Chad and Josh had, once they were done getting the wood together, started plotting out a basic elevated floor that would go in the bottom of the cave. One of the problems we’d noticed last night was a lot of bugs. If we got up off the ground, maybe we’d have less of an issue.

In fact the only problem that had come up all day was that Kim had cut her foot on some coral while out swimming. Kit and Kip had both spent a lot of time in the Boy Scouts, and they’d made up a bandage out of Kip’s t-shirt, cleaned out the wound, sterilized it with some rubbing alcohol and wrapped up their sister’s foot. It looked pretty good, which was a relief. The last thing we’d need would be an infection.

For the rest of the day, Kyle and I sort of avoided each other, and I made a point of avoiding Jordan, I was so angry at him. I mean, it wasn’t his fault that he’d happened along when he did, but it still sucked.

As night began to arrived we all gathered around the fire and cooked up some food. We’d discovered quickly that the large, yellow fish we mostly caught were really tasty when you cooked them up with some pineapple juice and covered them in coconut milk. This also had the advantage of leaving us with shells we could use to hold water in.

After we were done eating, we sat around singing songs, which was very rustic and nice until you realized that most of what we were singing was songs from bands like No Doubt, Linkin Park, D12 and the like. Not traditional campfire fare, but it made us all feel better and it was a lot of fun.

I also told everyone about the two ponds and how we’d use one for water the other for cleaning (and other things, but that wasn’t mentioned). I then told everyone about how we were going to need a name for the island, and we’d pick one at dinner tomorrow, which got everyone excited.

Lastly, I told them about our need for cloth for bandages, pointing to Kim’s foot in a highlight. I basically told all the boys who had shirts on to give them up (except Jordan, cause that would’ve left him naked). I also suggested that anyone who had on pajama bottoms with underwear under them should give up the bottoms.

In the end all the boys, except Jordan, wound up shirtless and we ended up with two sets of pajama pants. Then, to my surprise, Kim took off her t-shirt and contributed that to the pile. I gave her a questioning look.

She shrugged. “We need the cloth, and it’s not like I have anything to hide anyhow. Not like you.”

I thought for a moment. “Well, I guess I don’t really have anything that needs to be hidden either.” I took my robe and threw it onto the pile, acutely aware of all the boys, including my three brothers, staring at my bare breasts. I glared at them all. “They’re called tits, boys. Just blobs of fat. No big deal.” To their credit they all pretended to look away after that, or at least didn’t make their stares so obvious.

With that our first full day on the island came to an end.

* * *

After we woke up the next morning, we had a little breakfast of pineapple and coconuts. I figured this would, very quickly, get old. But at least we’d have enough food, though I worried a little about things like scurvy. But maybe there was enough vitamin-C in the pineapples and coconuts to keep us going.

As I set everyone onto their morning tasks, I figured it would be a good idea to switch things around. To let everyone have the chance to do everything. To, for example, set the kids onto gathering water, have the twins go fishing, etc.

That left me with the problem of what to have Kyle do. I wanted to, basically, haul him into the cave and finished what we’d started last night. But I knew it was also important to get work done and I couldn’t be appearing to play favorites.

Thankfully, before it became and issue, Kyle offered to work with Josh and Chad on building us a floor. The bugs last night had been really bad, so the floor was becoming a major priority. I agreed, but gave him a couple looks to give him a hint of what I had in mind for later. From the looks I got in return, my plans would succeed.

As for me, I decided to hang out with Jack, Andy’s older brother, for the day. I figured he and I could go out and do some food gathering. Get some more pineapples, some coconuts and… well, more pineapples and more coconuts. Fun.

Jack was thirteen and I hadn’t really ever spent too much time around him. He was kind of bookish, something of a nerd, but a basically nice kid. Like his brother, Jack had blond hair and it was nearly as long as Jordan’s, though unlike Jordan, Jack kept his in a ponytail which looked rather fetching. As for his body, well, he was wearing only a pair of tighty-whities and like everyone else around me, was in pretty decent shape.

He and I tromped into the small “forest” that dominated the center of the island. He’d told me about some good places to gather up our food. We had one of the buckets to carry everything in and I had every intention of making sure it was full.

Once we got to the harvest grounds, we started picking over the fruit, looking for the best ones. The entire time, Jack was trying his best to check out my breasts without being too obvious about it. It was actually kind of funny, but started to get a little old quickly.

“Ok, hang on a second, Jack,” I said, after a few minutes of this.

“Huh? What?” he said, looking slightly guilty.

“You keep staring at my breasts,” I accused.

Jack blushed and looked embarrassed. “Sorry,” he mumbled.

I stood up straight and said, “Well, ok, if you wanna look, go ahead and look. It’s not a big deal.”

Jack stared right at my breasts, not able to take his eyes off them. I saw his penis stiffening up in his underwear for a moment before he covered the bulge with his hand. A faint surge of familiar arousal went through me, even more intense than it had yesterday, despite the fact that I didn’t find Jack as attractive as Kyle.
Still, maybe I could have some fun with him. “You can touch them if you want to,” I said.

Jack looked surprised. “I can?”

“Sure.” I took his hands and placed one on each of my breasts, which incidentally exposed his bulging underwear.

“Wow!”

“You like them?”

“Oh, yeah… I’ve never touched a girl like this before.” Jack shrugged. “Hell, until last night I’d never even SEEN a girl’s tits.”

I placed my palms against Jack’s chest, tracing a couple circles around his nipples. “You’re pretty nicely put together, too.”

“Thanks…”

I let my hands drift slowly down to the bulge inside his underwear. I cupped it and rubbed it gently, enjoying the feeling of the hardness under the fabric. Then I hooked my fingers into the waistband and lowered Jack’s underwear down, letting his hard, teenage penis pop up into sight.

Jack’s penis wasn’t as big as the other ones I’d seen in my life, but it was pretty nice. Looked like it was about the right size to suck on, too. So with that in mind I dropped down to my knees and wrapped my mouth around my cousin’s erection.

“Ah… oooh… that’s… wow…” Jack whispered, resting his hands on the back of my head.

I ran my tongue and lips all over my cousin’s penis, enjoying the really NICE sensation of having a boy in my mouth like this. It wasn’t something I did very often, but I really liked it when I did.

As I blew Jack, I wiggled out of my underwear. After being interrupted yesterday, I had every intention of getting what I wanted today. I had wanted Kyle to be my first fuck, but I was more than willing to settle for Jack.

I pulled my mouth off Jack’s penis and looked up at him. “Get on top of me,” I said as I laid back on the ground.

“Uh… what?” Jack asked, staring stupidly between my legs.

“Get. On. Top. Of. Me.”

Gingerly and shaking a little, Jack got between my legs and lowered himself down so that his body was resting on mine. The shaft of his penis came into contact with my vagina, sending little sparks through me.

“Are we going to… actually… do it?” Jack asked, a little breathless.

“Yes,” I said simply. “Do you want to?”

“Oh, yes.”

“Good.” I took Jack’s penis in my hand and lined it up so that the tip was touching my vagina. “Go ahead and push it in, ok?”

“Ok…”

Jack pushed with his hips, a little awkwardly. His erection deflected slightly and didn’t go in. I reached down and repositioned him and nodded. He pushed once again and the tip went into me.

“Yeah,” I whispered, placing a hand on Jack’s butt. “Yeah… that’s the right place… Just slide it in real slow… it’s my first time, too…”

“Ok…”

Jack steadied himself and pushed down and forward. A little bit of the shaft of his thirteen-year-old virgin penis slipped into my fifteen-year-old virgin vagina. He pushed in a little more, and now half of him was inside me.

I let out a sigh of pleasure, knowing that I was about to finally have a boy completely inside me.

“Oh! Oh, shit!” came a voice from not too far away. With a feeling of great dread, I looked over near some trees and saw… yes… Jordan. Standing there with a familiar look on his face.

Jack very quickly pulled back, the half of his penis that was inside me rapidly exciting as he said, “Jordan! Oh! Uh…” He grabbed his underwear and sprinted off into the trees.

Jordan stood there looking awkward. He said, “Hannah… I’m sorry… I didn’t-”

I stood up and pointing a finger at him. “No! Don’t say it! GO AWAY.”

Jordan stared at my naked body and then fled into the trees.

It took me a little while to finally track down Jack. He had made his way back to camp and was helping to work on the floor like nothing had happened. I caught his eye and nodded at him. He blushed a little and turned back to the floor.

Well, great. Now I’d nearly gotten laid twice and it didn’t seem like I was going to end up going all the way anytime soon. Not while Jordan was hanging around. I found him near the campfire and glared at him. I knew it wasn’t fair and it wasn’t his fault, but I was still pissed off at him.

That night after dinner we all sat down and started to discuss the new name for the island.

“What about Paradise Island?” Kim suggested.

Josh snorted. “What, from Wonder Woman?”

“Be nice,” I said, glaring at Josh. “What ideas do you have?”

“I don’t.”

“Ok. Who else has a name?”

“How about Shangri-La?” suggested Jack, trying not to look my way.

“What kind of name is that?” asked Andy.

“It’s from a book.”

“Treasure Island?” said Zach.

“No, a different one.”

“No, I mean as a name.”

“Ok,” I said to stop this. “So! We have Paradise Island, Shangri-La and Treasure Island. Any other ideas?”

Jordan meekly raised his hand.

Trying to calm my irrational irritation at my brother, I said, “Yes, Jordan?”

“Well… what about… Never-Never Island?”

“Like from Peter Pan?” asked Chad.

Jordan nodded.

There was a wave of reaction around the fire and I knew we had a winner. I figured we should still vote on it anyhow. Once all was done, we had one vote for Treasure Island and all the rest, including mine, for Never-Never Island.

“Ok! Never-Never Island it is!”

There was much applause and happiness around the fire, and Jordan then treated us all to a recitation of his favorite ghost story, which kept everyone entertained until bedtime. I sat there with my lingering resentment fading slowly. My brother really was a nice guy, it was just too bad he’d kept me from getting laid not once, but twice.

After the stories were over it was bedtime. Before we all went to sleep, everyone went out into a designated part of the water to take care of certain lavatory needs. When that was done, we all got ready for bed. As I was getting the blanket Kim and I would share ready to go, Jordan came up to me.

“Hannah? Can I talk with you privately for a moment?”

I looked at him, ready to bite his head off, but drove the impulse down. “Alright. Kim, finish getting the blanket ready, ok? We’ll be right back.”

“Ok!”

I walked with Jordan down to the beach and away from the camp. After we turned around a little bend, he started to talk.

“I’m sorry I walked in on you earlier.”

“It’s ok,” I said a little gruffly.

“No, I mean, I know I probably pissed you off. I didn’t know you were there, or I wouldn’t have walked up.”

I sighed. “Yeah, I know.” I smiled at my brother. “I know you didn’t meant to interrupt anything. It was just a little… annoying. That’s all.”

We continued to walk as we talked, our path taking us towards the ocean.

“Were you guys actually…” Jordan trailed off for a moment and before I could answer finished his question. “Were you guys actually, you know, doing it?”

“Which time?”

“Uh… well, the first time?”

I’d always been close to Jordan and never lied to him. I decided not to change that now. “No, we weren’t. But we were about to.”

“Oh? How close were you?”

I giggled a little. “Well, the tip was all the way inside me.”

“Oh!” Jordan giggled a little, too, and brushed some hair out of his face. In the light of the gibbous moon I could see his penis was sticking up under his shirt again. I’d often wondered if my oldest brother might be gay. He never dated girls, he looked kind of feminine and, well, giggled. But if he was getting a hardon over this, he probably was straight.

“What about with you and Jack?”

“What about it?”

“Well… I mean… it looked like he was…” Jordan trailed off.

I sighed. “He had about half of his penis inside me, you walked up, he pulled out, that was that.”

“Oh, god! I’m really sorry I interrupted you two now!” Jordan continued with another giggle. “How long have you guys been doing it?”

I shook my head. “That would’ve been the first time I’d ever had sex with anyone.”

“Oh! Wow, I’m so sorry, Hannah! I know I’d be pissed off if someone interrupted my first chance to get laid. Whenever THAT finally happens.” Jordan brushed the hair out of his face again. “Do girls get blue-balls?” he asked with a grin.

“Shut up, bitch,” I said, smiling and pushing against him a little.

Jordan laughed again, his stiff penis bobbing out from under his shirt once more.

Looking down at it, I said, “Damn, boy. Why are you even bothering with the shirt at this point?”

Jordan looked down at this penis, and probably blushed, though I couldn’t tell in the moonlight. “What, do you think I should take it off?”

I shrugged. “I dunno. We’re all probably going to end up naked eventually. If nothing else, it IS good to have the fabric for bandages.”

“Yeah, but you still have your panties,” Jordan pointed out.

“True.” I thought for a moment then shrugged. “Fuck it. We’re all family. Who cares?” With that I hooked my fingers into them and let them drop. I stepped out of the panties and picked them up, carrying them in my hand.

Jordan watched me strip and then shrugged as well and pulled his t-shirt off, revealing… well, frankly, one of the best looking bodies I’d ever seen on a boy. He was on the skinny side, but still nicely built and had, I could now easily see, a VERY attractive penis.

I instantly felt a surge of desire for my brother, which I quickly quashed, but then I started to wonder why I hammered it down. I mean, we were on an island in the middle of fucking nowhere. If I had sex with my brother, who was going to know? The idea was kind of yucky, but still very appealing for some reason. And, anyhow, if I was going to already commit incest with my cousin, then this wouldn’t be much different. Plus I was really, really horny.

“Ok, I’ll admit,” I said as we started walking along the beach again. “We girls don’t get the same problems boys have, but what we DO get is very frustrated and pretty horny.”

“Oh, so when I interrupted you guys…”

“Yeah, it kept me from standing a chance of getting off.”

“Oh. I’m sorry, Hannah.”

I stopped in my walking and turned towards Jordan. “How sorry are you?”

He blinked. “Uhm… really sorry?”

“Well,” I said as I took a step towards him. “There’s a way you can help.”

“Oh?” he asked in a slightly higher pitched voice.

I raised a hand and ran it through my brother’s long hair, then down onto his chest. Then, taking a deep breath, I moved my hand down and took hold of his penis. Jordan let out a gasp of surprise. I stepped closed and placed my other hand on his butt.

“Ha… Hannah…?”

“I want you to fuck me, Jordan,” I whispered, feeling a little dizziness as I said the words.

“You… what?”

“I was about to have Kyle inside me. He didn’t get to get into there all the way. Neither did Jack.” I took another deep breath and started stroking his penis. “So I want you inside me instead.”

“But… but… you’re my sister!”

“I know. I don’t care.” I kept stroking his penis slowly.

Jordan’s face showed the struggle between his desire and his intellect. “But Hannah… we can’t…”

“Yes, we can. Lie down.”

Rather awkwardly, Jordan lowered himself onto the ground, laying on the sand of the beach. I kept my hand on his penis, afraid to let go in case he changed his mind. Then I straddled him at the waist and began rubbing the tip of his erection against my wet vagina.

“Don’t tell anyone about this, ok, Jordan?”

“Don’t worry. I won’t.” His eyes were fixed to our groins.

Yet again, I took another deep breath, trying to calm myself. I lined Jordan up properly and then, hoping against hope that we wouldn’t be interrupted, I backed up slowly, feeling just a bit of pressure and then the strangest sensation in the world as my virgin fifteen-year-old vagina began to slip slowly down my younger brother’s fourteen-year-old virgin penis. When I stopped, I knew he was all the way inside me.

I looked down at Jordan. His eyes were closed and he had an expression of total bliss on his face. I couldn’t believe I was actually getting fucked by him, and from the look he had, the feeling was mutual.

I lifted myself up a little, and then lowered back onto Jordan, moving slowly up and down on his penis. It felt really good having my brother inside me like this. I knew that I’d made the right choice.

“Oh, Hannah…” Jordan whispered, opening his eyes and looking up at me. “Oh, this feels wonderful…”

“Yeah…” I rode him for about a minute and then said, “Do you wanna be on top?”

“Ok.”

I lifted off Jordan and laid down in the sand, spreading my legs wide. He lowered himself on top of me and touched the tip of his penis to my vagina.

“Here?”

“Yeah.”

Jordan gave a little push with his hips and sank his penis back into me. I let out a moan as he started slowly moving back and forth, fucking me into a world of pleasure like none I’d ever pictured before. THIS was what I’d wanted so much. To have a boy inside my vagina. To be getting laid.

“Oh… Hannah, this feels so good…” Jordan whispered, looking down at me, his hair swinging as he fucked me.

“Yeah…” I cupped my brother’s butt, feeling the muscles move as he screwed me.

“Oh… Hannah…? What do you want… me to do… when I cum…?”

“You can cum inside me,” I whispered. “I’m on the Pill,” I lied. I wasn’t, but I didn’t want him to stop, and I figured the odds of him getting me pregnant were slim.
Jordan’s thrusts increased in speed and he started to moan. I knew he was getting close. I wrapped my legs around his waist to get as much pleasure from him as I could before he climaxed. If I was very lucky, I’d get my own orgasm, too.

That wasn’t to be. Jordan started shaking and moaning and then pushed hard and deep inside my body. I felt my brother’s penis start kicking inside my vagina as he fired his sperm into me. Even though it wasn’t nearly enough to make me cum, it still felt very good.

After Jordan was done cumming he collapsed on top of me, breathing hard. I held him tight, feeling very close to him. Well, of course I was about as close as I could be, given that his penis was still inside my vagina, but emotionally I felt closer to my brother than I ever had before. That was a nice thing.

“Thank you, Hannah,” whispered Jordan.

I squeezed his butt with my hands and his penis with my vaginal muscles and said, “You’re welcome. Now stop walking in on me when I’m trying to get fucked.”
Jordan giggled, making his body shake a little. “I promise.”

“You’re still inside me,” I whispered, a few moments later.

“Yeah, I know… do you want me to pull out?”

“No. Do you want to start fucking me again, though?”

“Sure!”

I let my eyes look up at the stars as my brother started moving again, working his penis back and forth inside my vagina. This was so wonderful. I knew I’d made the right choice by having sex with Jordan. Yes, it would’ve been nice with Kyle or with Jack, and I figured it probably would be in the future, cause I certainly planned to sleep with them both, but losing my virginity to my brother seemed very… right… somehow.

“Let’s roll over,” I whispered.

“Ok.”

It was an awkward maneuver for two people who’d been virgins until less than half an hour ago, especially on sand, but eventually, and without Jordan having to pull out, he and I managed to roll over, leaving me on top of him. I let out happy mewling sound as my brother’s penis slid deeper into my vagina than it had been when he was on top.

“Ah… yeah, that’s what I like…” I smiled at my brother.

“It’s real nice, yeah…”

I began to slowly ride Jordan’s penis, placing my hands on his smooth chest as I slid up and down on him. It was the best thing I’d ever felt in my life, and got even better when Jordan reached up to play with my breasts as we fucked.

It that final stimulation, combined with how beautiful my younger brother looked naked in the moonlight, that at last pushed me over the edge. I started moaning and squirming on Jordan’s penis as my orgasm hit, waves of pleasure washing from my vagina out over my entire body. I let myself be lost in bliss.
My orgasm apparently triggered Jordan’s second one, because I felt his penis start spasming inside my vagina as his sperm was released into me. I pictured it swimming through my body and making me pregnant which, for some reason, turned me on even more, sending a new blast of pleasure through me.

Once we were both done cumming, I got off Jordan, feeling a twinge of regret as his penis slipped out of my vagina. We laid there next to each other on the sand, both breathing hard, lost in our thoughts.

“That was incredible,” Jordan finally said.

“Yeah.” I looked up at the moon, which had moved quite a bit since we’d started. “We probably should wash off a little and get back to the camp.”

“Yeah, ok.”

The two of us got up and splashed out into the ocean where we rinsed the sand and sweat off our bodies. Then we grabbed what little clothes we had, put them on and started to walk back to camp.

Before we got to camp, Jordan said, “Hannah?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m glad we did that.”

“Me, too.”

“Do you want to do it again sometime?”

“Hell, yeah.”

Jordan grinned. “Cool.”

Everyone was already in bed by the time we got back. Jordan made his way to the blanket he was sharing with Chad and I got down next to Kim.

As I settled next to her, she whispered, “Where were you guys?”

“We were just walking on the beach.”

“Oh, ok. Good night, Hannah.”

“Good night.”

As I drifted off to sleep I considered the fact that I had my brother’s sperm swimming through my body, trying to make me pregnant. I wondered if I’d actually get pregnant from him. It was certainly possible. I guess I’d have at least some idea once my next period was supposed to roll around.

My mind drifted off into a bizarre pseudo-dream about prenatal care as I slowly fell into the embrace of slumber.

* * *

By the time the fourth day on Never-Never Island had rolled around, we’d all established a pretty set routine. We all got up at the same time as the sun rose. Usually Kim and I would get up first and get some breakfast going. Then the boys would wake up and eat. We’d all discuss our plans for the day and then go out and do them.

The only real exception to the day, in fact, was that Jordan came out of the cave naked, and announced that he planned to stay that way. Why bother with clothes, he pointed out, when we needed the fabric for other things. He and I traded a quiet smile with each other at that. I figured that by the end of the week, we’d probably all end up naked.

Meantime, for today, in my continuing efforts at making sure everyone did something different each day, I decided I’d try my hand at fishing, and I’d take with me my cousin Chad, giving him a break from the construction work.

Now, a good question is: why wasn’t I taking Jack or Kyle along? Well, cause I didn’t want sex interfering with the work that honestly needed to be done. Yes, Chad was brother to Kyle, but still I didn’t think it would be an issue with him since he was only twelve. Besides, I had plans with Kyle for later tonight and with Jack for tomorrow.

Chad was, in many ways, a prototypical ADD boy. I was amazed that he’d been able to concentrate at all on working on the floor project. I guess that the prospect of having to sleep with bugs focused his mind wonderfully.

Fishing apparently didn’t have the same effect. He and I waded out into the water up to our waists and spent about an hour casting our improvised poles. I managed to get two fish during that time, but Chad kept getting distracted.

“This is boring,” he said, stomping around in the water.

I sighed. “Look, Chad, we need to eat.”

He shrugged. “We have plenty of food already.”

“Yes, but the thing about food, see, is that you eat it each day. If we want to have MORE food we need to get some more fish.”

“I know,” he conceded. “It’s just boring, that’s all.”

“Well, look, just catch one fish and…” I thought quickly and finally gave a little mental shrug. I knew exactly what I’d give him for a present. He’d get laid for the first time. What the hell. I was going to probably wind up having sex with every boy on the island anyhow, and if I could use it as a tool to get the boys to do whatever they needed to do, that would be worth it. “And I’ll give you a special present.”

“What sort of present?” he asked skeptically.

“You’ll see.”

Chad sighed. “Fine.”

It took nearly two more hours before Chad was finally able to reel in a fish. Mind you, I’d reeled in a total of five by that point, but at least he managed to get something. Plus the look of success on his face as he finally pulled it in was really nice to see.

“Nicely done,” I said to him as we collected everything.

“Thanks!”

“Now… as for your surprise… let’s get these fish back to Kim and Zack and let them get them ready for dinner, then we’ll get to your surprise.”

“Ok, cool.”

Chad started walking, me a couple steps behind, checking him out. He was wearing only his boxers, which were very wet and clinging to his waist in interesting ways. From what I could see of his penis under the fabric, it looked like it probably wasn’t going to be all that big. Still, having made up my mind to have him fuck me I began to look at what was good about his body and emphasize that. Besides, given that I’d only had one penis truly inside me so far, maybe getting a smaller one for my second would be better.

After dropping off the fish, I took Chad on a little walk out into the trees. We walked and talked until we were a good distance away from not only the camp, but also the ponds, the caves, and virtually everything else. I wanted to make sure we didn’t have, say, Jordan, walk in on us.

Once we were in a nicely secluded area, I turned to Chad. “Ok. Time for your surprise.”

“Ok, cool.”

“Take off your boxers,” I instructed my younger cousin as I pulled off my panties.

“What?” he asked blinking. “Why do you… need me to… take… off…” He trailed off, looking at my naked body.

“So that we can have sex. That’s your surprise. Assuming you want it, of course.” I smiled at him.

“Are you serious?” he breathed.

“Yes.”

Moving so fast he nearly fell over, Chad quickly got out of his boxers and stood there with his penis pointing almost straight up. I got a good look at it. He had almost no hair and was only about four inches long, but still looked pretty nice.

I took a step forward and gave his penis a couple tugs. “Very nice.”

“Thanks. Do we fuck now?” Chad asked eagerly.

I laughed. “Absolutely.” I laid on the ground and spread my legs. Chad got on top of me without me even needing to direct him. He took his penis in his hand and began thrusting around, trying to find the right place.

I laughed again. “You’re still a virgin, right?”

“Yeah.”

I took his penis and touched it against the entrance to my vagina, already very wet with anticipation. “Right there.”

“Ok.”

Chad looked down to watch as he pushed forward and smoothly, easily, slipped every bit of his virgin twelve-year-old penis into my tight fifteen-year-old vagina. It was just that simple. None of the screwing around, going slow business I’d had with Jack or Kyle. He just slipped right into me.

“Aw… fuck, yeah, that feels good…” Chad whispered as he sank into me. Then he was off, fucking me quickly and enthusiastically, his virginity a distant, fading memory.

I closed my eyes and grinned, enjoying the sensation of having my second penis inside me. It wasn’t as nice as getting fucked by Jordan had been, but it was still really good. I wrapped my legs around my cousin as he fucked me and simply enjoyed myself.

“Ah… ah… oh, god… yeah… here I go… I’m cumming… OOOOOH!” Chad screwed up his face and I felt his penis start jumping around inside me as he climaxed.

Well, I thought, holding my cousin’s naked, sweaty body on top of me, THIS won’t go down as the best sex ever. Still, for what it had been, it felt good, so that was ok. I gave him a little kiss on the cheek and squeezed his bare ass.

“So did you like it?” I asked.

“FUCK YEAH,” Chad said with a grin.

“Good. Now get off me.”

Chad sat back, his still hard preteen penis withdrawing from my vagina. He grinned. “So the rumour I heard was true, huh?”

I sat up and looked at him. “What rumour?”

“I’d heard you were being fucked by Jack yesterday and Jordan walked in on you two.”

I shrugged and pulled on my panties. “That’s mostly true, except that Jack wasn’t all the way in me.”

Chad grinned and grabbed his boxers, putting them on. “Wow. So I lost my virginity before he lost his, huh? Good.”

I laughed. “Good to see the healthy spirit of competition is alive and well.”

“Do you care if I brag to him about it? You know? Rub his face in it?”

I rolled my eyes. “You can if you really want to, but if it hadn’t been for Jordan, you would’ve lost your virginity AFTER Jack did.”

“Oh, yeah. There is that.” He shrugged. “Oh, well. I got laid. I’m happy.”

“Glad to hear it.” I stuck my tongue out at my cousin. “Let’s get back to the camp.”

“Alright.”

It was a little weird walking back with Chad, realizing that I’d basically just taken his virginity for the sake of taking his virginity. I don’t think he minded and I know I didn’t, but it was just a little weird to think about.

As soon as we were within range of the camp, Chad shouted out, “HEY, GUYS! GUESS WHO JUST GOT LAID!”

I smacked my hand on my forehead as all the kids who were there looked up at Chad in surprise. I grabbed him by the ear and yanked, getting a yelp from him.

“I said you could brag, I didn’t mean to everyone!”

I let go of his ear. Chad zipped off to talk with his brothers. Then my stomach did a bit of a flip as Jordan, still gloriously nude, walked up to me.

“You had sex with Chad?” he asked.

I blushed. “Look, I… well, yes.”

“Oh.” Jordan was quiet for a moment. “Why?”

I shrugged. “I’m going to wind up having sex with every boy here, I’m pretty sure. There’s no reason not to, really. And it’s a good tool for motivation.”

“Oh,” he said.

“Damn,” he said.

“I’m jealous,” he said.

“Of them? But you get to fuck me, too, when you want to.” I smiled shyly at my brother.

Jordan blushed a little and shook his head. “No, I’m jealous of… er… you.”

“Me?”

“Yeah. Cause you get to have sex with all the boys here and I mumble mumble.”

“What?” I asked.

Jordan sighed. “Cause you get to have sex with all the boys here and I don’t get to.”

“Oh,” I said into the crowded silence that followed.

“Yeah.”

“So… you’re gay?”

“Yes.”

“Oh.” I thought. “Then why…?”

“Cause I always wanted to try it with a girl and see what it was like. I know what it’s like with boys, but I wanted to try a girl, too.”

“Oh.”

Jordan smiled at me and I saw his penis twitch and harden. “For what it’s worth, I really liked it.”

“Well, that’s good, I guess,” I said with a smile as I reached out to give his penis a couple tugs.

Jordan grinned. “Yeah. So when are you going to fuck Taylor and Zach, then?”

I paused as I considered our two youngest brothers. “I hadn’t really thought about that.” I shrugged. “Yeah, probably.”

“Well, when you do, let me know which of us is best.” Jordan smiled again.

I laughed. “I’ll do that!”

“So who you going to do next?”

“Probably Jack and Kyle. They almost did it with me. I need to make up for lost time.”

“Cool. Just wait until you get to Josh. He’s pretty good in bed,” he said as his penis twitched and hardened.

I looked at Jordan’s impish face. “You little pervo!” I said, laughing.

“Hey, I’m not the one that lost my virginity to my little brother,” Jordan pointed out.

“No,” I retorted. “You’re the one who lost your virginity to his older sister.”

Jordan grinned impishly. “Oh, yeah!” He did a couple pelvic thrusts.

I laughed and smacked him on the arm. “Weirdo.”

“Yeah, that’s me.”

At that point I noticed it was starting to get kind of late in the afternoon. Jordan and I walked back to the firepit and I started to get ready to make dinner. It was going to be the usual, which was starting to get really, really old. Still, food was food. I would’ve killed for a little lemon, some garlic and butter for the fish, though.

After we were all done eating, and I’d received a lot of significant looks from all the boys, I came up to Kyle and Jack and said to them, “I think there’s something we need to go finish doing.”

My cousins traded looks with each other, both clearly surprised to hear that the other one was involved. I put an arm around each of their shoulders and let them off towards the pond, making sure no one else was following us.

*** THAT’S ALL, FOLKS! ***

So what went wrong here? Why did I give up on this promising tale after writing so much of it?

Part of it’s pretty obvious. I’m repeating a plot device (bored, slutty girl seduces every boy in sight), I’ve used already and in better stories (The “Chasing Colt” and “College Guys” series).

I also made the plot insanely complex and overly convoluted. I had to find a reasonable way to get each boy laid with the girls and with each other and do so in a reasonably plausible way. This seemed unlikely the deeper into the story I got.

There were also too many characters and too many repeating archetypes. There’s the sensitive boy who ends up gay, the slutty girl, the incestual twins (yeah, that was coming up… tell me you didn’t see it), and others.

In the end, this story was just too much to manage. I didn’t want to junk it entirely, though, so I thought I’d make lemonade from lemons (well, and water and sugar), and post it up like it is.

So there you go. It’s not the worst of my stories by a long shot, but far from the best, and never had any potential to be really much of anything at all. Still, I’m glad you’re getting the chance to see it, warts and all. Unformated, unchecked, un-everything! I didn’t even proof-read this puppy! Now THAT’S… er… well… something. Yes. Indeed.

Take care, kids!

SPECIAL BONUS!

At one point the boys were going to get together and serenade Hannah with a song they wrote. I couldn’t bear to lose it entirely since I spent a lot of time writing it. Here’s their dreadful little tune.
(a one, a two, a one, two, many, lots!)

Island Song

Oooooooooh…!
We’re stuck here on the Island!
We don’t know when we’ll go!
We’re stuck here on the Island!
Oh, how we miss the snow!
We’re stuck here on the Island!
Don’t got a lot to do!
We’re stuck here on the Island!
And so we suck and screw!
Life here on the Island,
Can be a lot of fun!
We used to be virgins,
Each and every one!
But now thanks to Hannah,
And that place between her legs,
None of us are virgins,
Cause of where we stuck our pegs!
So come here to the Island,
And take us all back home!
If you bring us back,
We promise not to roam!
But if we have to stay here,
At least our lives won’t suck.
Not while we have Hannah,
And she lets us fuck!

Copyright 2005 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.

Elijah’s Visit – Part One

October 20, 2008

Elijah’s Visit – Part One
By
Alex Hawk

I craned my neck, looking all around the baggage claim area. I was here at LAX to pick up my thirteen-year-old cousin, Elijah, who was coming to visit me during Summer Vacation. His parents were getting a divorce and I’d just finished my first year at UCLA. Somehow my parents decided this would be a good place for him to come and stay while things were sorted out.

Finally I spotted him. “Elijah!” I called out, walking towards him.

My cousin looked up. He was pretty cute, I guess. He was a little on the tall side for his age. Probably about 5′6 or so. Thin as hell. Brown hair, brown eyes. Nice facial structure. If he wasn’t my cousin, I would have pounced on him in an instant. Well, my cousin and only thirteen. Had he been a little older or not my cousin…

“Hey, Jake!” he said, waving at me. He came up and gave me a real good, tight hug.

“Hey, champ. How ya been?”

He shrugged. “I’m ok. I can’t find my luggage, though.”

“Let’s work together, here.”

We walked over to the carousel and checked all around. At first I was confident that we’d find them, but as time went on and nothing showed up, I started feeling less certain.

Then in a slightly embarrassed tone Elijah said, “Oh. Uh. Whoops.”

“Whoops?” I echoed. “What whoops?”

He pointed. “Wrong carousel.”

“Right.” I rolled my eyes and followed my cousin as we walked over to a different baggage carousel. He picked up a couple large duffel bags and one suitcase.

“Ok. Sorry, Jake.”

“It’s ok, Elijah. Let’s get out of here.”

We got out to the parking lot and into my Taurus. It wasn’t much of a car, but it got the job done. One of my friends had named it “Lex”. I couldn’t figure out why.

“So you happy to be out here?” I asked once we were on the freeway.

“Hell, yeah. California HAS to be better than Oklahoma.”

“I hear that. I’ve only been out there a few times and that place SUCKS ASS.”

“Word.”

We drove silently for a few more seconds and then I said, “Elijah?”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t say anything like that again.”

He stuck his tongue out at me.

My house wasn’t all that far from LAX. About forty-five minutes after we left the airport we were pulling into the parking lot of my apartment complex.

“Welcome to Le Maison de Me,” I said to Elijah once we were in my apartment.

He looked around. “Kinda small,” he said, doubtfully.

“Hey, look, it’s not the size that matters. It’s how much I pay in rent. And I pay a pretty hefty amount, so be happy with what you get.”

“Ok.” He looked around. “Where’s my bedroom?”

“You’re standing in it.”

Elijah looked puzzled. “This is the living room.”

“And you’ll be living in it.”

“What!”

“Look, I only have one bedroom, right, and one bed. Get the idea?”

“Oh, yeah. You’re gay, right? It’s ok. I don’t think you’ll do anything to me or anything like that.”

Rolling my eyes I said, “Yes, I am gay, and no, I wouldn’t do anything with you. But that has nothing to do with it.”

“Then what does?”

“I don’t know what you wear when you sleep, Elijah, but I can promise it’s more than I wear.” He got a vaguely ill look on his face and I continued. “I’m pretty sure you don’t want to share a bed with me when I’m naked. Besides, it just wouldn’t be appropriate.”

“Oh. So I have to sleep on the couch?”

“Yeah, well. I know it isn’t much, but it’s what I have.”

Elijah sighed. “Alright. I guess I can’t be too picky.”

“No, you can’t.”

“Ok.”

I helped Elijah unpack and get everything settled. Afterwords I ordered up a pizza and we spent the rest of the day watching DVDs and chatting with each other before bedtime.

The first couple days of Elijah’s visit went fairly well. He spent a lot of time down at the pool, splashing around like an idiot and having a good time. It was nice to see him relaxing.

On the fourth day of Elijah’s stay I had to go out and do some shopping. I offered to take him along, but he said he wanted to just hang around the apartment. I figured some time for him to be by himself would be a good idea, so I headed out to Vons.

I took my time shopping. I loved to cook, and I wanted to make something really nice for dinner tonight. I settled on some swordfish steaks (which had been marked down), some light garlic noodles, fresh green beans and chocolate pudding for desert. Tasty!

When I got home, I unlocked the door and stepped inside, getting as far as saying, “Elijah, I’m-” before I saw him scrambling for the remote control and looking as though he was trying to pull up his pants. I caught an image of naked flesh against naked flesh on the tv screen just before it clicked off.

“Ah! Hi, Jake!” he said, bouncing up to his feet. His face was a bright crimson. “Uhm… I didn’t expect you to be home yet.”

“No, really?” I closed the door and started unpacking the groceries. After a bit I said, “I didn’t know you brought a porno tape with you.”

“Uh… I didn’t…”

“I see.” I sighed. “So if I should go to my bedroom and look at my video collection that, it turns out, wasn’t so cleverly hidden under the bed, what will I find?”

“Uhm… a small gap?”

“Ah.” Once everything was put away I went over and sat on the couch next to Elijah. “Ok, let’s establish a quick new rule here. You stay out of Cousin Jake’s room when he’s not home and he doesn’t put you in a feather boa and take you out to earn your keep, ok?”

“I’m sorry,” he said, hanging his head and looking guilty. “I just haven’t ever seen a porno before, that’s all.”

“Well, I guess it’s not that bad.” I picked up the tape case. “‘Manuel’? You know this is a gay porno, right?”

“Well, I didn’t know that at the time! I only had it on for a few minutes. Besides, there’s a shot of a girl sucking on that guy there, see?” he said, pointing to one of the pictures on the back.

“So it does. And there IS a straight porn movie on the tape as well. But you have to go through the whole film to get to it.”

“Oh.” Elijah looked up at me with his big brown eyes. “So you’re not mad at me or anything?”

“Well, I am, but not that much. I’ll get over it. Look, if you want to watch porn and masturbate in here, that’s fine.” This made him blush again. “Just make sure that next time you, I don’t know, do it when I’m sleeping or when you know I’ll be gone for a really long time. Like try to find out how long I’ll be gone, ok?”

“Ok. I’m kinda surprised you’re not chewing me out for this.”

I shrugged. “I’m the one who owns the porn tapes. What do you think *I* keep them around for?”

Elijah grinned. “Yeah. I guess I just didn’t think about you doing that, too.” Looking over at the tv he said, “So… do you mind if I watch the rest of it?”

“Right now?”

“Well, yeah.”

A naughty little thought crept into my mind. If nothing else, this would be decent punishment for him creeping around in my bedroom. “Alright. But! I watch it with you and we watch it from the beginning, ok?”

“Uhm… Ok. I guess that’s alright.”

“Either that or no porno.”

“Oh, ok. But do we HAVE to watch the gay parts?”

“It IS kind of a punishment for you, you know. That’s for sneaking into my room. However, I’ll be nice. We watch the first gay scene and then I’ll show you the straight part, ok?”

“Ok.”

I got the tape queued up and pressed play. Soon there was, up on the screen, two very underage looking boys making out with each other.

“How can you like stuff like this?” Elijah asked after a bit.

“Oh, it’s pretty easy when you’re gay.”

“Yeah, but, ok, I mean, like, how can you be gay? How can you, you know, like guys that way?” He wrinkled his nose.

“Oh, it’s pretty easy when you’re gay.”

Elijah laughed. “Yeah, yeah. But I mean, like, how did you know you were gay? I mean, have you ever fucked a girl or anything?”

“Yeah, I have. A few times. It’s fun and all, but it doesn’t really do anything for me. I’d rather just masturbate, basically.”

“Oh.”

“As for how I knew I was gay…” I shrugged. “I just knew. All my life I knew I was a little different from everyone else, and when I hit puberty I started getting hardons in the locker room all the time. THAT wasn’t much fun. But there was one other boy who also got hard and he and me spent time talking and pretty soon we… well, you know.” I smiled at the memories. “Anyhow, it just seemed really right to me. I tried it with a girl when I was sixteen, just to see what it was like and it just wasn’t as much fun.”

“Oh.” We turned our attention back to the movie. Now the boys were getting naked and one of them was sucking off the other.

“I haven’t had any sex at all yet,” said Elijah.

“You will eventually. It’s a fun thing, that’s for sure.”

“I wish I could do it now.”

“I wished that a lot when I was your age, believe me. Hell, I wish I had a guy over here right now that I could do it with.”

Elijah wrinkled his nose again. “Here?”

“Well, not right HERE, no. We’d do it in my bedroom. I wouldn’t want to gross you out TOO much by letting you see it.”

Silence returned to the room as we watched the movie. “Who’s that older guy?” Elijah asked.

“I THINK that’s the father of Manuel. I’m not sure. I don’t understand German.”

“Oh, that’s what they’re talking in? I was wondering.”

“Yeah.”

The movie kept cutting between the man trying to find the boy, and the two boys getting it on. Finally it got to my favorite part in the film where one boy was fucking the other.

“God, gay guys really DO that? I thought it was just made up.”

“Yes, they really do that.”

“Doesn’t it hurt or anything?”

I shrugged. “Yeah, it can. But if you’re with the right person it can be just the most incredible thing you’d ever imagined.”

“Oh. I guess it does look like they’re having fun.”

“They are.”

“How old are they?” he asked suddenly.

“How old do you guess?”

“I don’t know. Maybe fifteen or sixteen or something?”

“Well, according to the box, everyone in the movie is eighteen or older. As long as they can prove it, I’m happy.”

“Oh, ok.”

Eventually the scene ended. I reached for the remote and said, “I’ll skip it up to the straight scene.”

“Well, wait.”

A little surprised I looked over at Elijah. “Yeah?”

“Well, I was just gonna say that if you want, you can just let it keep playing. I mean, it’s your house and you shouldn’t have to skip it all just for me.”

“Alright.” I sat back and let it play, my mind circling around. Well, just WHAT was little Elijah thinking? I snuck a quick look at my cousin’s crotch and was pretty sure I saw a little bulge there. I played back the course of the conversation with him. Was he maybe gay? Or thinking he might be? I know most guys were pretty confused at the age of thirteen, and it could just be that he was really curious. Maybe that’s all there was too it. God help me if it was anything else. The last thing I’d need would be the Oklahoma side of the family talking about how I’d made my cousin gay.

“So the boy is running away from home and trying to find his boyfriend? Is that what’s going on?” Elijah asked.

Dear god, he’s analyzing the plot. “Well, like I said before, I don’t speak German, but I THINK that’s what’s happening, yes.”

“That’s cool. Is there, like, more sex and stuff?”

“Oh, yes.”

“Ok.”

The movie continued to roll, showing off many, many more pretty boys having sex with each other. The scene where a girl turned up and gave one of the boys a short blowjob barely drew even a small amount of comment from Elijah.

Finally the movie came to an end. Elijah said, “That was a pretty cool movie!”

“You liked it?”

Elijah tried to recover his cool. “Well, yeah. I guess. I mean, I haven’t seen anything like it before.”

“Well, now we can watch the straight movie,” I said, suppressing a sigh. I really, really wanted to jerk off, and watching another hour of movie without being able to was really going to suck.

If I’d thought Elijah was into the last movie, nothing prepared me for how riveted to the screen he was as the straight film started playing, especially once one of the boys started to fuck the girl.

“Damn, he’s lucky!” Elijah said, the bulge in his pants now clearly visible.

“Yeah. See that one there?” I asked, pointing to one of the boys.

“Yeah?”

“I’m pretty sure this is the first time he’s ever fucked a girl. Just wait until you see him get going with her.”

“Really? Ok.” He sat back and somewhat rubbed at his crotch. Grinning shyly at me he said, “I wish you weren’t here, Jake.”

“Oh? Why?” I asked, sounding innocent.

“So that, you know, I could, like, you know… jerk off…” The last part was mumbled.

I laughed. “I was just thinking much the same thing.”

“Oh…” Very shyly now he kept his eyes on the tv and mumbled, “Well… we could just do that… you know… while we watch the movie?”

“You mean masturbate together while we watch a porno film?” I asked, staring right at him.

I was amazed. I never knew any boy could turn that bright of a red color. “Uh… yeah, I guess. I mean, if you don’t mind. I mean, like, I don’t want to do anything gay, but I really like this movie, you know? And I wanna jerk off and you wanna jerk off and so, you know…”

“Sure, if you want. Just don’t ever tell anyone, ok?” My earlier thoughts about how young he was and how much of my cousin he was were starting to recede somewhat.

“I won’t!”

Knowing that I would probably have to go first, I unzipped my pants and pulled out my penis. It wasn’t huge. Only a little more than six inches. I liked it, though.

“You got a pretty big dick,” Elijah said, looking down at me.

“Thanks.” I began slowly masturbating and said to Elijah, “You gonna take yours out, too?”

“Ok.” Looking even more shy than before, Elijah pulled down his shorts and underwear, exposing his thirteen-year-old virgin penis. It looked to be about four inches or so, and he didn’t have very much hair yet, though he did have some. “How does mine look?” he asked quietly.

“You have a very nice penis, Elijah. You’ll make a girl very happy with that some day.”

“It’s not as big as yours, though.” He kept staring at my penis as he started stroking his own. “I’ve never seen another guy with a hard dick before,” he added.

“Yours will get bigger, don’t worry. You’re only thirteen now,” I said, as much of a reminder to myself as anything else.

“You really think it’s nice?”

“Yeah, sure. The first girl to get that inside her will be one damn lucky chick.”

“Cool,” Elijah said with a little smile. He looked at the screen where the boy I’d mentioned earlier was about to lose his virginity. “That’s damn sweet,” he said as the boy entered the girl.

“Yeah, it is! Makes me wish I was her.”

Elijah laughed a little and then very abruptly said, “Can I touch your dick?”

I blinked. “What?”

Elijah blushed. “Nevermind…”

“No, wait. You wanna touch me?”

“Well… I mean, I’m not gay or anything, but I’m just, you know, curious. I wanna see what it’s like to, like, touch another guy. That’s all.”

Sighing a little I said, “Look, Elijah. You’re only thirteen and you’re my cousin. I shouldn’t even be jerking off with you, much less let you touch me.”

“Well, it’s not like I’m going to tell anyone.”

“Yeah, but it would still be wrong,” I said, trying to convince myself.

“Why?”

“Because you’re thirteen and my cousin.”

“So?”

“So… so it’s wrong.” I really was having a tough time believing this, mind you. I mean, I wasn’t into young boys, but Elijah was pretty cute, and he was just asking to touch. Not THAT big of a deal, right?

“Look, I just wanna touch it. That’s all. If you don’t want me to, that’s ok. I just wanted to see what it feels like, that’s all.”

“Alright, you can. Just don’t ever tell anyone, ok?”

“I won’t!”

“Ok.” I let go of my penis for the most part, just wrapping my thumb and forefinger around the base to hold it up.

Eric licked his lips and then reached over, brushing the tips of his fingers along the shaft and then wrapping his hand around it. He held his hand motionless for a few seconds and then gave my penis a couple gentle tugs.

“Wow… is mine going to get this big?”

“Eventually.”

“Good.” He kept stroking me. “This is kinda cool.”

“What, playing with my dick?”

Elijah blushed. “Well, yeah.”

“So, what, are you just going to keep doing it?” I hoped he would.

“Do you mind?”

“No.”

I sat there looking at straight porn while being masturbated by my thirteen-year-old, allegedly straight, male cousin. It was a strange situation to be sure, but I wasn’t really minding it too much. Looking down I saw Elijah’s penis sticking up between his legs, being neglected.

“Can I touch yours, too, Elijah?”

“Oh, please, god, yes,” he whispered.

I put my hand around my younger cousin’s small penis. His skin was so smooth. It wasn’t nearly as big of an erection as what I was used to, but I really liked it.

“Oh, that feels so nice…”

“Glad you like it,” I said with a little chuckle, getting up a good rhythm on Elijah’s penis.

We continued to masturbate each other while we watched the porn up on the TV screen. I’d never been in a situation quite like this before, and I wasn’t sure how to handle it. I’d never really had any younger boys coming onto me, though I knew that it happened with some of my other friends. Most of them went for it. Now I was starting to understand why.

Suddenly Elijah’s body tensed up. He moaned and lifted his butt off the couch as his erection started spurting. Several sharp blasts of sperm landed all over his shirt and my hand. I slowed down my movements and then stopped them entirely as the last of his cum oozed out the tip of his penis.

“Oh, god, Jake… oh, that was wonderful…”

“I’m glad you liked it,” I said, feeling a little strange inside. I reached down to my own penis to put it away.

“No, wait. I gotta get you off, too.” Elijah started masturbating me a little faster.

“No, you don’t have to, Elijah.”

“But I want to. You made me cum and I wanna make you cum.”

“Ok,” I said, giving in. “If you wanna make me cum, go ahead.”

“Alright.”

I leaned my head back and closed my eyes, enjoying the feelings, but still feeling a little strange about the fact that this was basically child molestation. It was certainly getting me off, though. The boy was good at what he was doing. Well, I know that at that age, I had a lot of practice.

In fact it wasn’t more than about three minutes after Elijah really started jerking me that I said to him, “Hey, I’m gonna cum soon.”

“You are?” Elijah perked up. “Cool!” He started stroking me faster and faster.

I let out a cross between a whimper and a moan, and my sperm shot out of my penis all over my upper body. It wasn’t the best orgasm I’d ever had, but it certainly was far from the worst.

“Did I do it ok?” Elijah asked, still holding onto my penis.

“Yeah.” I grinned at my little cousin. “Yeah, you did just fine. Let go, though, so that I can go get cleaned up.”

“Oh, ok.” Elijah released me. I walked into the kitchen and came back with a couple paper towels. One I used on me, the other I gave to Elijah who cleaned up his own penis.

“That was fun,” he said.

“Yeah.” I sat down next to him. “You know, right, that you can’t ever tell anyone about this.”

“I know.”

“I mean it, Elijah,” I said in a stern tone. “I can get sent to jail for this.”

“Oh.” Now he looked a little scared. “I’m sorry, Jake. I don’t want you to get into trouble!”

“Don’t worry, I won’t. Just as long as you don’t tell anyone.”

“Ok. Why is it against the law, though?”

I shrugged. “Because people think kids and adults shouldn’t do anything sexual together.”

“Why?”

“I’m not really sure. It probably has to do with religion. Most things that sounds stupid usually do.”

“Oh.”

“So on another note… why did you want to do what we just did?”

Elijah sighed. “I don’t know. I think…” He shut his mouth and looked embarrassed.

“You think you might be gay?” I said softly.

“Yeah…”

“Why do you think this?”

“Well, in the locker room sometimes I get… you know… hard.”

“Lots of boys do. That’s not a big deal. You’re thirteen, it happens.”

“Yeah, but I only do it when I’m looking at a couple of the other guys in my class. No one else, just them. And at night when I’m at home in bed and I’m… jerking off…” Elijah blushed a little. “I think about them and stuff.”

“Like think about them how?”

“Like naked and us jerking each other and kissing and stuff. You know. Gay things.”

“Yeah, I know a little bit about that,” I said with a laugh. “Do you think about girls at all?”

Elijah shrugged. “Not really.”

“Well…” I sat back and stopped the tape, hitting the rewind button. “It sounds like you might actually be gay, yes.”

“Oh.” He almost looked like he might cry. “I don’t want to be gay,” he said in a small voice.

“No one does, really.” I put an arm around his shoulders. “But it’s ok. Don’t ever let anyone make you feel bad about it. I mean, hey, I’m gay and I’ve turned out ok.”

“Yeah… yeah, I guess so.” He smiled up at me. “You give good handjobs, too.”

I laughed. “Yeah, well. Remember, that has to be our secret.”

“I know.” My cousin looked shy. “Can we do it again soon?”

I laughed again. “We’ll see what we can do.”

* * *

The next week was… stressful. Weird. Every day I’d come home from work and find Elijah waiting for me. We’d watch a porno and masturbate each other to orgasm. We never did anything else with each other, just masturbating, though Elijah kept pressuring me to do more stuff. I still wasn’t comfortable with what we were already doing, though, and the idea of taking it further was really weird to me.

Further, Elijah seemed to be deciding more and more that he was gay. We didn’t even bother to watch straight or bi pornos and more. It was just gay ones.

By the end of the week I was sitting around talking with one of my friends. His name was Michael and unlike me, he was thoroughly into young boys.

“So let me get this straight, as it were,” he said to me over coffee. “You have a thirteen-year-old boy who might be gay and is throwing himself at you?”

“Yeah.”

“Damn. You gonna do him?”

I rolled my eyes. “Michael, unlike you I’m not the Poster Boy for sex offender registration laws.”

He stuck his tongue out at me. “Fine, send him my way. I’ll give the boy a great education.”

“I bet.”

“Seriously, Jake. The boy wants to have sex with you. Why don’t you just do it?”

“Because it’s illegal.”

“And?”

“Immoral.”

“And?”

I sighed. “That’s all I got.”

Michael raised up one finger. “First point, you smoke pot. That’s illegal.”

“True.”

“Second point,” he said, holding up another finger, this time the middle one. “You have sex with other guys. That’s immoral according to some and, until recently, illegal in some places in the USA.”

“True again,” I conceded.

“So… since the boy needs to learn how to have sex with a guy at some point, why not learn from his older cousin who he loves?”

“You know, you’re not helping at all.”

“I am helping. I’m helping you to do something you really want to do but don’t actually have the guts to do without me helping. I mean, you wouldn’t even be talking to me unless you’d already decided you wanted to sleep with the boy. You just need my affirmation.”

I glared at Michael. “You know, I really hate you sometimes.”

“I know!” he said cheerfully. Then a little more seriously, “Look. Sex in of itself isn’t a bad thing. Sex between adults and teens is not in of itself a bad thing. It’s only bad when there’s a huge power imbalance and that power is used to get the powerless person into bed. Like with teachers and students. In your case, your cousin wants to have sex with you. You aren’t forcing him to. He wants to. You have power over him, yes, but only for a few months and you’re not using that power to get him into bed. Ultimately, it’s just sex.”

I drank down a little more coffee. “You should write copy for NAMBLA.”

Michael laughed. “You know, I’ve had sex with about twelve underage boys over the years, from twelve to sixteen-years-old. Not one of them complained. They all had orgasms. They all had a good time. So have sex with Elijah. He’ll enjoy it. You’ll enjoy it. And you’ll be more like me!”

“You know, just because I sleep with one underage boy doesn’t mean I’m going to turn into another you.”

“Maybe not,” he conceded. “But at least you’ll understand me a little more.”

“Maybe.” I finished off my coffee. “Ok, so if I go for it, how do I do it?”

“Pretty easy. Next time you’re ready to go to bed, make a point of letting Elijah know that he’s welcome to join you. Tell him there’s a dress code, though. No one shares your bed without being naked. He doesn’t have to join you, he can if he wants to, blah, blah, blah. If he gets into bed with you, you’ve got him. If not, then the next time he’s bugging you, you can tell him he’s had his chance.”

I considered this idea. “Huh… well… I don’t know. I’ll have to think about it.”

Michael polished off his coffee and looked at his watch. Standing up he said, “You do that. I gotta get back to work.”

“You know, right, that it’s incredibly sick that you work in the Children’s Section of the library, right?”

“Tcha,” he said, waving his hand dismissively. “All those kids are too young.” He started walking away and paused. Looking over his shoulder at me he said, “Though some of them have awfully cute older siblings. See ya!”

I rolled my eyes and sat back in my chair, thinking about everything Michael had said and trying to decide what to do.

END PART ONE

Copyright 2004 by Alex Hawk. No special joke this time. Why bother?

Elijah’s Visit – Part Two

October 20, 2008

Elijah’s Visit – Part Two
By
Alex Hawk

When I got home from my visit with Michael, I saw Elijah watching tv like usual. He looked up as I walked in.

“Hey, Jake!”

“Hey,” I said, setting down the pizza I’d picked up from Little Caesar’s. “Hungry?”

“Sure!”

We sat down and watched tv for a while as we ate. After we were done eating, I killed some time just talking with him and watching “The Matrix”. Finally at about nine, I said, “Well, I’m going to bed.”

“Oh?” Elijah looked surprised and a little disappointed. “I thought we might, you know, watch another movie…?”

“No, I want to get to bed.” I stood up and walked to my room, pausing at the door. Not turning around, not able to look my young cousin in the eyes, I said in a quiet voice, “If you want, you can come join me.”

“Uh… huh?”

“There’s just one thing you have to know first. I sleep naked. Anyone who is in my bed with me has to be naked, too.” I let that sink in a little and then said, “Good night. I’ll leave the door open.” Then I walked to my room.

Once there I quickly turned out the lights, disrobed and got into bed, leaving my door open just a crack. I wondered what would happen next. My penis was very hard and twitching with excitement at the possibilities.

After a couple minutes the door opened a little and Elijah stuck his head into the room.

“Jake?” he asked softly.

“Yeah?”

“Do you mean it? I can sleep with you if I want to?”

“Yeah.”

He took a step towards the bed. “And I have to be naked?”

“Yes.”

“Does this mean… we’re going to have sex?”

Taking a deep breath, I very quietly said, “Yes.”

“Oh…” Elijah said nothing further for a few moments. Finally I saw him starting to pull his shirt off. He slowly removed the rest of his clothing and then got into bed next to me.

“So now what?” he asked as we laid there side-by-side.

My hand shaking a little, I reached over and rested my palm on Elijah’s bare chest. I could feel his heart beating about a million miles an hour. His nipples were stiff. His skin was smooth. He was so beautiful. I began to see what Michael saw in boys.

“What are we going to do?” Elijah whispered.

“Whatever you want.”

In the darkness, Elijah reached down and took my penis in his hand, stroking it slowly. “I want everything.”

Moving my own hand downward, I began masturbating Elijah and said, “Alright, then. You’ll get everything.”

“Cool,” he whispered. He leaned his face up towards mine and we began kissing.

It was pretty obvious Elijah had never kissed anyone before. At first when he tried to open his mouth for Frenching, he opened it way too wide.

“Don’t open your mouth so wide.”

“Sorry.”

“It’s ok, you’ll learn,” I said, kissing him again.

Elijah and I kissed some more and then he said, “Can I try sucking you?”

“Do you really want to?”

“Yeah.”

“Here, then, let me blow you first so that you’ll know what to do.”

“Ok.”

I moved myself down under the blankets, kissing my cousin’s body as I went. When I reached his young penis I kissed the tip, licked the shaft and then slid my mouth down around it and began bobbing up and down. It was very cool knowing that I was giving this boy his first ever blowjob. I wondered if Michael always felt this powerful when he sucked off a young boy?

Elijah started breathing pretty hard. I heard him whisper, “Jake… I’m gonna cum soon…”

I had only an instant to decide what to do. Finally I figured I’d make it as nice as I could for him and kept going.

“Jake, I’m gonna… I’m… oooooh… oh, god…” Elijah let out one last long moan and I felt his penis start kicking in my mouth, his sperm splashing down my throat as I tried to swallow it all as fast as I possibly could.

When Elijah was done cumming, I moved up and snuggled next to him. “Well? What did you think?”

“I liked it!” Elijah said with an eager smile. “Now I get to do you!” Before I could stop him, Elijah ducked down and took my penis in his hand, giving it a couple slow, steady strokes. He gave it a couple uncertain licks and then slid his mouth along the shaft, just rubbing his lips against it. Finally he opened his mouth wide and took me in.

It wasn’t the best blowjob I’d ever had. It was, in fact, pretty far from the best and closer to the worst. The boy had no clue at all what he was doing. One would have thought that seeing all those porn films would have helped, but apparently not. Still, hopefully he would get better with time. There’s a real skill to giving a good blowjob.

I let Elijah suck on me for about five minutes before I finally pulled him up and started kissing him again. After we broke the kiss, he said, “Why did you have me stop? I wanted to make you cum.”

“I don’t usually cum while getting blown,” I said.

“Oh. I didn’t know that.”

I snorted. “Of course you didn’t. You’re new to all this.”

“Yeah,” he said with a grin. “I’m having fun, though!”

As we kissed, Elijah began grinding his hard penis against mine. The weight of his naked young body on top of mine really felt good, though I certainly wasn’t going to wind up cumming from it. He might, though. But I had a better idea for where his next orgasm should happen.

“Elijah?”

“Yeah?” my young cousin asked, lifting his face up from my chest where he’d been sucking on one of my nipples.

“You wanna fuck me?” I asked him.

Elijah blinked. “Like… like up your butt…?”

I laughed at how his voice sounded. “Well, it’s not like I have a vagina, you know.”

Elijah gave a nervous little laugh of his own. “Yeah, I know that.”

“So you wanna try it?”

“Actually…” Elijah looked even more nervous now. “Uh… I do want to try it, but… like… you doing it to me?”

Now I blinked in surprise. “You want me to fuck you?”

“Yeah…

“Oh!” I felt very surprised. “Uh… well, we can try that, but it’s going to hurt at least a little. Maybe a lot. I don’t want to scare you away from the idea, but I wanted to make sure you know.”

“Huh… uh… if it hurts, though… why do people do it? I mean in the porno tapes it always looks like the guy getting fucked is having a good time.”

I shrugged a little, looking up into the boy’s eyes. “Well, it DOES feel good once you get going, especially if you’re being topped, that’s what it’s called when you get fucked, when you’re being topped by someone who knows what he’s doing.”

“Oh… would you know what you’re doing?”

“Well, yes,” I admitted.

“Ok. So if you fuck me, it won’t hurt, right?”

“It probably will still hurt at first at least. Then after that it should start feeling really good. I don’t want to lie to you, though. The pain will probably be pretty intense at first. I’ve been fucked a lot and even I have problems with it sometimes.”

Elijah appeared to consider this. Finally he slowly said, “Well… you’re my cousin, Jake… and I trust you. If you say that you can make it feel good for me, then I’ll believe you. Besides, I’m going to try it sometime. It might as well be with someone who knows what he’s doing.” Then the boy blushed a little, the feeling of warmth passing across his naked body. “And someone who I… love…”

Oh, lord, I thought. I choose to ignore the last little bit and said, “I’ll certainly try to make it good for you, Elijah, if you really want me to.”

“I do,” he said with a nervous little grin.

“Ok.” I reached over to the nightstand and rummaged around until I found my bottle of lube. Once I found it, I said to Elijah, “Ok, get off me for a moment.”

“Alright.” My cousin moved down to lay next to me.

I squirted some of the lube onto my hand and started rubbing it all over my penis. While I did so, I passed the bottle to Elijah and said, “Put some of this on your fingers and then stick one up into yourself. Rub all over down there and get as slippery as you can.”

“Alright,” he said, his voice trembling a little. He squirted the lube onto his fingers and then put them down between his legs. He let out a surprised little hiss. “It’s kinda cold!”

I laughed. “Yeah. It’s like that at first.”

“I actually gotta put a finger inside?”

“Well, yes. I mean, my penis will be going into there soon. If you can’t even handle one of your own fingers, how will you take that?”

“Yeah… ok.” I watched Elijah’s face as he slowly inserted a finger into his ass. He blinked a little and got an odd look on his face. “It… wow… it feels kinda weird… not bad, but weird…”

“Yeah, that sounds about right.”

“So ok… I guess I’m ready.”

“Alright.” I laid back. “Go ahead and straddle my waist. Keep your butt up above my penis.”

“Ok.”

I positioned myself under Elijah, holding my erection up. “Right. Now just sort of lower yourself down until you feel me going inside you.”

Elijah took a deep breath. “Alright.”

My cousin slowly lowered his body down onto my penis. There was a little resistance and then the tip of my erection popped up into him. Elijah let out a little whimper and said, “Oh… that’s… ow…”

I put one of my hands on his thigh and the other around his penis, stroking it slowly. “Just relax. Keep going. When it hurts, stop, but don’t pull off me, ok?”

He exhaled loudly. “Alright. I’ll try my best.”

Elijah lowered himself down some more, and this time a little of the shaft of my penis entered his tight young virgin ass. He winced and held himself steady. “Wow… that does hurt a little,” he managed to say.

“I know,” I said as I kept stroking his erection. “Just relax. Once I’m entirely inside you, it’ll start feeling really good.”

“Alright,” Elijah said again and lowered down some more. We went like this for about five minutes until I was finally all the way inside him.

It was a real challenge to hold myself still. It was really nice inside Elijah’s body. I kept hold of his thigh and penis and whispered to him, “So now I’m all the way inside you. What do you think?”

Elijah winced a little and said, “It really hurts…”

“Well, you wanna have me pull out?”

He shook his head. “No. The pain is kind of fading a little, I think.”

“Alright. Well, when you’re ready for me to start moving, let me know. That’s when the good part starts up.”

“Ok.” After a couple minutes he took a few deep breaths and said, “Alright, I think I’m ready.”

“Ok.” Keeping hold of his naked young body, I started thrusting slowly, pushing my penis up into his tight ass. It was a major effort to keep from pounding the fuck out of him, but I maintained some self control.

“How is it?” I asked after a few moments.

“Oh, Jake… it’s… that feels so cool… I can’t believe I really have you inside me like this…”

I grinned at him and gave him a little kiss. “You wanna turn over and let me be on top?”

“Ok.”

Moving carefully so that I didn’t slide out of him, we rolled over and now I was on top of Elijah. I started screwing him in a slow, steady motion, trying my best to make sure he enjoyed it as much as I was. Judging by the look on his face, I was accomplishing my goal. One part of my mind still couldn’t get over the fact that I was actually fucking a thirteen-year-old boy, especially one as beautiful as my young cousin. God, that was fantastic! I really had to make sure I told Michael thank you.

We fucked for about ten minutes, Elijah jerking off every once in a while. Finally his masturbation accomplished its goal, and he let out a series of incoherent sounds as his sperm starting firing out of his young penis, his ass contracting around my erection as he climaxed.

Well, that was it for me. I grunted and pushed deep into my cousin’s ass as my penis started kicking inside his little body. Soon his underage body was filled with several sharp blasts of my sperm. When I was done cumming, I held myself over him, trying to get my breath back.

“Oh, god, Jake,” Elijah whispered. “Wow, that was nice…”

“Glad you liked it,” I said with a little chuckle and kiss.

Elijah and I spent all day just having sex with each other. I fucked him. He fucked me. We blew each other. It was a fanastic afternoon! The next day was even better, cause I invited Michael over and, much to his happiness, we all three had sex with each other.

Through the rest of the summer, Elijah and I spent a great deal of time making love to one another. We occasionally had sex with other people, sometimes men my age, sometimes boys his age, and always we had lots of fun.

Eventually the summer ended and Elijah returned home to his parents in Oklahoma. They’d finished their divorce and he’d wound up having to live with his mother, which he didn’t mind too much. He made sure to stay in touch with me.

In fact, I recently got an email from him saying that he wanted to come and visit me this next summer and that his mother had already approved the idea! We’ll get to spend time having as much sex as our bodies can stand! Ah… I can’t wait!

END PART TWO

Copyright 2004 by Alex Hawk. Boys are fun, but fragile! Be careful not to break them.