That first summer it happened, We had just got in trouble for something so bad that our parents decided to have a sit down. To Daniel and I, it meant we were getting separated. Not only was he my cousin, but he was my best friend.
His parents walked into my house along with Daniel. My mom said, “Chris, Daniel, go to Chris’s room while the adults talk.”
As I shut the door to my bedroom, Daniel whispers, “get over here!” He was sitting on the bed looking freaked out. I sat down next to him & said “what??”
“They’re gonna not allow us to hangout anymore.”
“I was afraid of that” I said.
Daniel said “Listen, since it is going to happen…I have a confession & a favor to ask.”
“OK and name it!” I shot back.
“…….have you….have you ever thought about me? Not like thought of the fun things we’ve done, but have you ever…thought…of me naked?”
I was in shock. My mouth was hanging open and before I could say anything, Daniel continued,
“I mean…have you ever thought about touching me? Have you ever thought about touching…..it?”
“What?! Daniel!! Seriously man! What the hell?!”
Daniel looked sternly at me, made direct eye contact with me and said “I’ve about you touching it…touching it a lot. My confession: I’ve wanted you for a long time. My favor? My favor is….I want you to touch it. I want you to make it get hard. Don’t saying anything. Blink if you want to see it.”
Still a bit in shock, I looked at Daniel. I looked him in the eyes for a few seconds and then…and then I slowly blinked.
Daniel stood, unzipped his pants and paused…he took off his shirt and then directed his attention back to….pulling it….out.
I just stood there in shock, I didn’t know what to say. I was scared. I was embarrassed. But there was this part of me; tracing my eyes down his chest…waiting to see….it.
I stood there staring at the buldge in his underwear.
Daniel reached inside his underwear, and seemingly in one motion, lifted it up, pulled his underwear down and then let IT hang.
I gasped a little. I’d never really seen one except for my own. It was big. I’d guess 4 or 5 inches soft. “Touch it.” He whispered.
I slowly reached out and held it in my hand. It was fat and very warm. He said “Make it hard.” Softly into my ear.
I slowly adjusted my grip and started stroking IT. He moaned a little and sighed. I kept stroking IT, but it wasn’t getting hard. I stopped and let go. I thought I went to far. I thought I was doing something wrong. I started to step back and Daniel grabbed my shirt and said.
“Maybe if you got down on your knees and jacked me? I want you to look up at me while making my dick hard.”
My heart was pumping hard. He was smiling, but was getting more aggressive.
I dropped to my knees and took ahold of IT. I slowly started pumping it…up…down. I was staring at IT. Desperately wanting to feel IT get hard in my hand.
Daniel whispered, “look up at me.” I kept stroking and looked up at him. “He moaned softly while looking me in the eyes. He smiled a little and said “open your mouth”. My eyes bugged a little and I froze. “I want you to make it hard with your mouth. I want you to open your mouth…open it now.”