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Submission
by Timid Tim (address withheld)

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A young boy is introduced to bi-sex by his older 
cousin. (m-teen/b, youths, ped, reluc, 1st-gay-expr, 
voy, oral, inc)

***

I was eleven. I had only recently discovered that 
touching myself produced a pleasant feeling. I really 
didn't know much at all. I heard stories around school 
and heard the older guys talking about things that made 
me curious but I was afraid to try anything. 

I pretended to know all about things when they talked 
and allowed me to be around them. 

It was after one of those sessions with all the guys 
gathered behind a garage where we would meet after 
school before heading home. One of the guys had 
"scored" as they put it. Everyone was anxious to hear 
the details. I guess at fourteen or fifteen "scoring" 
was a really big deal. I just knew it had something to 
do with girls and "pussies." I loved that word it felt 
good to say it. It felt like I was being bad and 
getting away with it.

While the guy told the story all the guys were standing 
around moaning and groaning and saying "oh man" and 
stuff like that. A couple of them were rubbing 
themselves. 

I pretended not to be looking but I was fascinated by 
the sight of a kid pushing his crotch out and rubbing 
himself and groaning in mock ecstasy.

When the group started to break up one of the guys, 
Eddy offered me a ride home. Eddy was my first cousin. 
He never had much to do with me. Eddy was a lot older 
than me. He was seventeen going on eighteen. He had 
flunked a grade and was a senior. He was always 
friendly but never wanted me to hang out with him. I 
was a bit confused by his offer because in the past he 
had always driven right past me when I was walking.

I was grateful for the ride and felt important that 
such a much older guy would want me along.

We got in the car and he started talking about the 
story the kid had just told about "screwing" as they 
called it, a girl. "Did that make you horny?" He asked. 

I was a bit shy over the subject matter and made an 
attempt to sound very knowing and brave. "Ah yea man!" 
I rubbed my peter thru my pants as I had seen the big 
guys do. 

Eddy was watching me and grinned when I rubbed myself. 
His voice changed a bit and went to a lower octave. 
"Yea me too," he said. 

I saw his hand move out of the corner of my eye as he 
reached down to his crotch and started rubbing his 
self. I didn't want to seem obvious but I couldn't 
resist watching him touch himself. I could see the 
outline of his peter thru his pants. He had what they 
called a boner.

"You got a boner?" He asked. 

"Uh, uh no, I don't think so," I replied. 

Then it happened. He said, "Let me see." He reached 
over and before I could cover myself he laid his hand 
flat on my crotch and curled his fingers until they 
found my now throbbing little peter. I just sat there 
frozen experiencing the most amazing sensations running 
up my belly as his fingers played about probing for my 
cock.

"You got a nice one. Wanna feel mine?" 

I didn't know what to say. I didn't want to let him 
know that I was totally confused about what was 
happening and about the sensations my body was feeling. 
I didn't realize what he was doing before he had taken 
my hand and placed it on top of his cock. I could feel 
the heat of his crotch under my fingers and then 
movement. His cock was moving about. He kept his hand 
on top of mine and used his fingers to squeeze my hand 
closed around his dick. When he was satisfied that I 
was going to keep my hand there he eased his hand off 
and reached over to touch me again. 

We were now driving down the street with our hands on 
each other's peters. He said, "If you can keep a secret 
we can go to my hideout in the woods and touch some 
more." 

I immediately felt alarmed and stuttered something 
about needing to get home. He put his hand back on the 
steering wheel to make a turn which was away from my 
house and I semi panicked. "No, no I gotta go home," I 
then lied. "My Mom is waiting for me and I was supposed 
to be there already. She will come looking for me." 
Actually my Mom was at work and only my little sister 
would be home at that time.

"Ok," he said. "I'll turn around up here." He drove 
another mile along the road until we came to a small 
dirt trail leading off from the highway. He turned in 
saying that he could turn around there. He didn't turn 
around. He kept driving. He sped up a bit and I could 
only see the dust flying up as we moved deeper into the 
woods. 

"I gotta go home man," I pleaded. 

"Ok, ok no problem. I just want to show you something," 
he said. He suddenly turned again and the car was now 
surrounded by trees and stuff and about a car length 
off the road. 

I sat there staring straight ahead wondering and 
worried what was happening but curious. Eddy turned to 
look out the back window. He appeared to be scanning 
the road we had just turned off to see if anyone was 
there. 

"Ok," He breathed. He turned to me. "How old is your 
sister Leslie now?" 

"She's twelve, a year older than me," I responded, 
wondering why he had brought that up. My mind raced and 
I connected the story about the girl getting fucked and 
my sister. I knew he was thingy about fucking my 
sister. I remembered one of the guys talking about 
girls getting their period around age twelve and making 
the statement that, "If they were old enough to bleed 
they were old enough to fuck." I wasn't sure what that 
meant. I immediately went to her defense. "She don't 
fool around," I stated. 

"Aw c'mon," he whined. "You mean to tell me she never 
let you see her pussy?" 

My face turned red at the thought. "No way man!" 

"Would you like to see her pussy?" He pressed on. 

I was hesitant. I knew that I really would like to see 
her pussy or any pussy for that matter but I felt the 
need to protect my sister. "Nah man, no way." 

Eddy reached across the seat and once again laid his 
hand on my crotch. I was frozen in position. I felt his 
fingers probing again until they found my peter. I was 
stiff. It had grown hard as I was remembering seeing my 
sister in her panties coming from the bathroom and the 
times I had seen her running around the house in her 
shorty nightgown and her panties flashing. "Ahhh," He 
whispered. "Does that feel good?" he was referring to 
his manipulating of my peter with his finger tips thru 
my pants. 

I grunted. "Uh huh." I was feeling weak from the 
sensation flooding my groin. 

"Let me take it out," he said. He didn't wait for an 
answer. 

I just sat there, scared to death and feeling 
overwhelmed by the sensations of his touching as he 
unzipped my pants. His fingers probed about until I 
felt bare flesh on bare flesh. My whole body jerked 
with the explosion of experiencing someone else 
touching my cock. I was helpless with the flood of 
feelings racing thru my body. I managed a glance at his 
face and realized he was watching me intently as he 
manipulated my peter out of my pants. 

"Just relax," he said. "I am going to make you feel 
good. Almost as good as getting some of your little 
sister's pussy," he chuckled. 

I couldn't resist. I didn't want to see what he was 
doing. I wanted to pretend that it was not happening. I 
lay my head back on the seat and stared at the overhead 
as he begin to pull at my cock. 

As he was fondling me he reached out and took my hand 
placing it on his own cock. I felt shock again as I 
touched the bare flesh of another boy's peter. It felt 
strange. I was curious and without any prompting I 
began to mimic the movement of his hand on my cock. 

He leaned back and groaned, "Ahhh Jesus! That feels 
good!"

When I think back about it, it was insane, but for some 
reason I wanted to make him feel good. I wanted him to 
think that I could do things the best they could be 
done. I figured this was what the big guys did and I 
wanted to be accepted. I began in earnest to jerk him 
off.

The motion of his hand on me soon stopped as he 
concentrated on the feelings he was getting from my 
manipulation of his cock. I was mesmerized by the size 
it had grown to and its hardness. It was three times 
longer than mine and really big around. I could barely 
get my fist around it. He placed his hand on top of 
mine to guide me in my rhythm and speed. I was learning 
how to jerk off. The skin of his cock would slide over 
the top of it and then back down. Each time I pulled 
the skin over the top he would jerk his hips and shove 
his peter upward thru the folded skin and my pressed 
fingers.

Then I felt his hand on the back of my neck. He started 
pushing my head down into his lap. I didn't know what I 
was supposed to do. I didn't like him shoving my head. 

"Suck it. Suck it for me." 

I had a vague understanding of what that meant. I was 
not going to put my mouth on his thing. I tried to pull 
back but he held me in place. 

"Do it. Do it and I will do you, I promise."

I thought only for a second about the way it must feel 
to have someone put their mouth on your peter. I wanted 
to try it. I decided that I had to pay the price. I 
needed to not make him mad and he would suck me.

I allowed him to press my head down into his crotch. I 
felt the smoothness of his peter as it brushed across 
my cheek. I turned my head and gingerly touched it with 
my lips. He gasped at the contact and then without 
hesitation I opened my mouth and took him in. 

I could feel the round ball of the end of his peter in 
my mouth. I could feel the slick surface of his cock as 
my spit wet him. I felt the pressure of his hand 
pushing me further down as I allowed his cock to slide 
further into my mouth. I don't know how much went in 
before I gagged. I tried to lift my head. 

"C'mon you little shit! Don't stop now." There was a 
hint of anger in his voice. I didn't want make him mad. 
He might not do me. 

I allowed him to "fuck" my mouth. I started 
mechanically sliding my lips up and down his shaft. I 
remember thinking that my mouth was now like a girl's 
pussy It was getting fucked. I wondered how a girl's 
pussy felt when a cock was going in and out. The 
feeling of him fucking my mouth was not unpleasant. I 
felt him tense and at the same time the pressure of his 
hand on the back of my head increased. I didn't know 
what was happening. He pushed up with his hips and he 
pushed down with his hand, jamming my mouth down until 
I was choking on the girth of his dick filing my 
throat. 

Then I felt the wetness. At first I thought he was 
peeing in my mouth and tried desperately to pull away 
He held me firmly in place as he emptied his loins into 
my open mouth. I tasted salt and felt slickness. I had 
to breath thru my nose and swallow as his jizm filled 
the cavity of my throat. 

He was making grunting sounds and saying, "Oh shit! Oh 
shit!" over and over again.

Then it was done. I felt him relax. The pressure of his 
hand disappeared. I lifted my head high enough to look 
at his cock. It was wet with little streams of white 
creamy stuff around the head. I could taste something 
in my mouth and could feel the slickness of his cum. I 
just swallowed again and again until the stuff was 
gone.

He leaned back and pushed me away. I moved back to a 
sitting position in my seat. I could only think of one 
thing. It was now my turn. I looked at him; He was 
sitting there with his head back and his eyes closed. I 
gingerly searched about in my pants and found my little 
peter. I pulled it free. I sat there holding it staring 
at him, waiting for him to open his eyes. 

Finally I whispered, "My turn now?" 

He grunted and acted as if he was just waking up from a 
sleep. "What? Huh? No. Wait a minute, let me see," He 
looked at his watch. "Nah, I gotta get going. Maybe we 
can do it again tomorrow." 

He proceeded to crank the car and back up, I was 
destroyed. I knew that he had no intention of keeping 
his bargain. I still had a faint hope that the whole 
thing could be salvaged.

"Ok tomorrow. You suck me first tomorrow?" I was 
getting brave making demands. I just knew that my peter 
hurt and I needed something. 

He drove out of the woods and onto the main road toward 
my house. "Tell you what," he said. "Get your little 
sister to come with you tomorrow. We can get her to let 
us play with her pussy and maybe get her to suck us 
both off."

My cock filled with blood as the mental picture of my 
sister white panties filled my head. I imagined her 
hand on my peter. I imagined her mouth on me. I 
imagined her sucking him while I watched. I squeezed 
myself thru my pants as my mind raced.

I felt cheated but there was still a possibility that 
something could be salvaged. I knew that I just needed 
to go along with Eddy because he was older and knew a 
lot more and could maybe persuade my sister to let us 
see her pussy.

To be continued?

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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