My Cousin Zoe

By NAMB

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Copyright 2025 by NAMB all rights reserved

[5,917 words]

My Cousin, Zoe

It all started the summer Aunt Alexis and Cousin Zoe, came to visit. My uncle was off on an extended business trip and my aunt took advantage of his absence to fly in and meet up with my mom and my other aunt who lives locally, Taylor.

The first day after she arrived. The three women organized and all-day outing and shopping trip much to the delight of Zoe and me, but my other cousin, Aunt Taylor’s son, Brad wasn’t too keen on the idea.

I was just a little girl back then: about 10 years old. That made Brad about 12 and Zoe 16.

I like Zoe. She’s so grown up and does a lot of interesting things. She showed me how to do a lot of stuff and that was certainly true during this visit.

*IT* happened that Friday. Our moms had arranged for a “girl’s night out.” It must have been really big since they told us kids not to wait up. They left Zoe in charge with a well-stocked larder of junk food. While the adults had a fine dinner, took in a show and went out for after-hours entertainment, us kids were in for a party of our own.

Zoe brought part of her DVD collection with her. I’m pretty sure her mom didn’t know she had them. Whereas our house had rather tame movies, these were for adults. They weren’t pornographic. They were movies that had been in theaters, but far more explicit than the kind that the theaters would let us kids see.

I never heard the word “fuck” said so many times in an hour. There were also bedroom scenes that left little to the imagination. To tell the truth, at the time I didn’t understand it all.

Brad, on the other hand was totally fascinated by the movies. There were a lot of scenes with women’s breasts exposed. That made me feel uncomfortable. How could a woman allow herself to be seen like that?

At one point, Zoe asked Brad, “Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you happy to see me?”

I’ve heard that joke before, but I never got it so I asked Zoe, “Why is that funny?”

She replied, “What do you know about boys?”

“I ... well ... I know they’re different than us girls.”

“Do you know what they look like, ‘down there?’ Have you ever seen a naked boy.”

“I have my boy doll. His name is Jason and mom tells me that’s what boys really look like.”

“Get it and show it to me.”

I ran off to retrieve the doll. I didn’t play with it much anymore. I was getting more into my American Girl dolls. I liked reading the books that went along with them and imagining what it must have been like to live in those times and those places.

When I came back, Zoe commanded me, “Take his clothes off.”

I did and she went on. “Tell me what you see.”

“I see his pee-pee.”

“What else is it called?”

“One of my friends; she’s from England; she calls it a willie.”

“It’s a penis,” Zoe informed me.

“Pe-nis,” I said with care making sure I understood the word.

“Yes, penis. That’s the name for that part of a boy. Some other names for it include cock, dick, prick, junk – but don’t let your mom hear you say those words.”

“OK,” I said nodding. I heard some of those terms before, but I didn’t know what the boys were talking about.

“Do you know what those lumps under his penis are called?”

I shook my head no. I’d seen them but I never knew that they were supposed to have a name.

“Those all called testicles but most people call them balls.”

“They look more like marbles than real balls,” I said.

“We got a bit of the basics out of the way, so let’s talk about Brad. Brad’s a boy, so he has a penis.”

She then showed the doll to Brad. “Does yours look like this?”

Brad blushed but managed to mumble, “Sort of.”

“What do you mean by ‘sort of.’ It either looks like this or not.”

“Mine is bigger.”

“How much bigger?”

“I dunno.”

“What do you mean, you don’t know. Every boy knows how big his ding-dong is. Haven’t you ever measured it?”

I was finding this conversation about Brad’s boy parts interesting. I would have never had the nerve to press on the way she did.

Brad mumbled something inaudible.

Zoe would have none of this. “What did you say. I asked you a question and I expect an answer.” She delivered her message with such authority that I almost expected Brad to pop to attention like a scared recruit in the face of a drill sergeant.

What had started off as an uncomfortable conversation for Brad was now taking the proportions of an interrogation. I admired Zoe’s confidence and she made me feel good about being a girl.

Brad managed a weak response, “5 inches.”

“5 inches? Are you sure? You’re only 12 years old. That’s rather big for a boy of your age.”

I wondered how she knew what an appropriate size penis would be for a 12-year-old boy.

She turned to me and said, “Boys don’t run around with their penises big all the time. Most of the time it’s small and floppy; sort of like on your doll.

When a boy gets sexually excited, blood rushes into his penis and fills it up like a balloon. It gets big and hard and makes a lump. Look between Brad’s legs. See the lump there?”

Brad sort of crossed his legs to block the view, but it was too late. I had already seen it. I’ve seen lumps like that on other boys. I just didn’t know what it was.

Zoe admonished Brad, “Stop hiding it. We’ve all seen it. Let your cousin look at it.”

“Why do boys do that?” I asked, “Why do they make it big like that?”

“I’ll tell you later. I’m not done with Brad now.”

Zoe pressed on with her attack Turning again to my cousin she asked, “Do you even have hair down there?”

“A little,” the boy admitted.

My cousin continued to bear down on him. “Do you jerk off? Do you make cum?”

“I ... I don’t think so.”

“Oh believe me boy, you would know if you did.”

This part of the conversation was well above my head. I was wondering where this all was going, but I liked the idea of a girl being on top of a boy. For whatever support I could give her, I “closed ranks” with my cousin.

She had broken him. He was in tears.

My cousin went from bad cop to good cop in the interlude between two sentences.

In a much softer vice she said, “Come here Brad.”

He approached her cautiously and she embraced him. She stroked him on his back saying, “Now, now. Don’t take it so hard. You can’t help it; you’re a boy. Apparently, nobody told you some things you need to know.

Let us help you; I know all about this stuff. Are you willing to trust us? We’ll make you feel better. In fact, we’ll make you feel really good.

Look, there are a lot of things your dad should have told you by now. Allie, this goes for you too. You’re getting old enough to learn this stuff too.

We can use Brad to help both of you learn. Brad, are you willing to learn some things I think you will like? Do you want to help your cousin learn too?”

My brother swallowed hard, but said, “Yes.”

“OK, first of all, we’ll have to keep this secret. This isn’t the normal way moms and dads teach their children, but I think both of you are mature enough to handle it.”

My real name is Allyson, but I like Allie better. That’s what my friends call me. I liked the idea that Zoe called me by that name and said I was “old enough” and mature. That made me feel grown-up and important. I like the way she talked to my cousin and me. She talked with us as if we were adults and not down to us like we were kids.

“So, do I have your word in this that you will keep it secret. It’s really important. You can’t tell your mom or dad or even your best friends about it.”

She got a “yes” from Brad.

On the other hand, she made it sound so mysterious and intriguing that I just HAD to find out. I agreed too.

She then explained things about what would be going on in my body. I found it fascinating but was uncomfortable with her revealing “girl secrets” with my male cousin sitting there. He seemed to be more than interested too.

Then she went on to explain how sperm was produced in the testicles and how it came out the penis. This made Brad uncomfortable.

I asked her, “How do you know about all this stuff?”

“I learned about it in bits and pieces from my mom, at school, from my friends and I do have a boyfriend.

Mostly, I learned from my cousin on my dad’s side. She’s about four years older than me and she let me help babysit with her since I was your age. So, it’s about time that you learn this stuff yourself so when you start babysitting in a couple of years, you’ll know what to do.

Also, I’ve been babysitting for several years now and I’ve taught other girls about their brothers.

You’re in luck. I got some bad information along the way. I’m giving you the good stuff and you are getting it all at once.”

She then went on to describe how the man has to put the penis inside the woman and “rub it around” to make the sperm come out.

That made both of us “students” uncomfortable. I was straining my brain to imagine what that would look like when she suggested, “And now for the ‘practical exercise.’ Brad, I’m going to need you to take off your clothes for this.”

Brad immediately objected, “I can’t do that. Does Allie have to take her clothes off too?”

“No, she doesn’t. She’s a girl and she’s old enough to have her privacy. I’ll show you some drawings instead. Also, you’ve seen what boobs look like from the movies.”

“That’s not fair!”

“You got to see naked women in the movies. That’s what isn’t fair. All we are doing is ‘leveling the playing field’ for your cousin.

It’s OK, it’s different for boys. Boys don’t have to be that modest. In fact in our grandmother’s day boys often went naked when swimming even in public. It was no big deal back then.

Besides, Allie is your cousin. It’s OK if she sees you naked.”

That was surprising news to me! I didn’t know that female cousins had the right to see their male cousins naked and I wondered if any of my friends had seen their bothers or cousins that way.

“But she’ll see me. She’ll see my ...”

“Penis,” Zoe said, completing his sentence. “That’s OK. She already knows what one looks like,” she said, pointing to my still naked boy-doll. “That is the whole point of this exercise. She has to see it for real and see how it works.

Also, there are things YOU need to learn about it and I am sure you are going to like them!

Besides, we all agreed that we would keep this a secret. I’m not going to tell anybody. Allie isn’t going to tell anybody and I am sure you’re not going to tell anybody.

So just do it. It’s safe and it’s OK.”

I couldn’t believe it. Zoe actually convinced him and he slowly started to get undressed.

I watched with excitement as he shed each article of clothing. I’m not so sure why. Both of us has seen the other in our underwear on previous occasions although I felt the need to cover up more recently. Maybe Zoe is right, boys don’t have to be so modest.

Finally, he got down to his underwear. This still should not have been a big deal. I’ve seen him in his underwear before and his bathing suits show as much. Yet this time it made me feel funny. At his house or mine, he’s doing it because he wants to. Here, he’s being told by a girl to do it.

Also I knew that this time he would not be stopping with just his underwear.

He pulled his underwear down to his ankles and stepped out of them. I didn’t get the full show until he stood up.

I was afraid to look, but then I couldn’t not look. He looked like my boy doll, Jason, but he didn’t.

Of course, he had a big boy body, but his penis was much larger than Jason’s. Jason’s penis was almost like a button and maybe the size of his pinkie. It was a cute little thing.

Brad’s stuck out and was a lot fatter than his pinkie. Also, the two things under Jason’s penis were just a couple of bumps. Brad’s hung down in a sack.

Even Zoe was impressed, “Wow, Brad, that’s really good! You’re erected. I guess this excites you. You’re so brave to do this. I noticed the way she flattered his ego so he would be more cooperative. I wondered if other boys were like that.

We’ll measure it later, but you might be the 5 inches you claimed to be.

Now come closer so Allie can see it better. I’ll point out the parts so you and she can learn.

Pay attention. I know that you’ve had your penis all your life, but I bet I can teach you a few things you didn’t know.

The first thing you need to know is that all penises are not alike. Every boy’s penis looks different.”

I wondered how many penises she had seen that she knew this.

“The main difference is some are circumcised or cut, and some are uncircumcised or uncut. Some of them look like hoses and some of them look like helmets like your cousin here.”

I made note that she was addressing me directly instead of both of us. This must mean that the lesson was meant primarily for me.

“When a penis is circumcised, they cut off the hood of skin that covers the end of the penis. This is done when the boy is a baby and they probably use anesthetic or something, so it doesn’t hurt. It’s done for religious, cultural or health reasons.

The other thing is that even the same penis looks different when it’s erected or big and hard like Brad’s is now. This happens when a boy gets sexually excited. I’ll talk more about that later.

Right now, lets learn what the parts are.”

Zoe went on to explain the various parts of the penis from pee hole to ball sac. She also had some scientific sounding names for some of the parts. It amazed me that a girl would know more about "boy parts”" than the boy himself.

As she gently touched each part, Brad gave a sigh, his body stiffened and his penis twitched.

Zoe also noticed it and said, “Wow, if you’re that sensitive, we’re going to have a lot of fun later.”

I had no idea what she was talking about.

Zoe went on, “And now we get to the fun part. It will be fun for us girls to do it and watch, but it’s also fun for Brad.

It would be best, particularly since this is Brad’s first time and we don’t know how he will react, to do this with Brad laying down. Some boys get weak when it happens, especially their first time. This might make Brad feel so good that he may get dizzy. Whose bedroom shall we use?”

I shot my hand up immediately.

“OK Allie, your bedroom it is. I think that will be best. This way every time you go to bed or wake up in the morning, you’ll remember this.”

She grabbed Brad by the hand and led him to my room. He followed in zombie-like fashion.

By the time I got to my room, she was already positioning my brother on my bed. He was laying across it with his knees on the edge and feet on the floor. She rearranged the pillows, so he partially sat up to see what was going on.

She grabbed a chair and sat between his outstretched legs and motioned me to sit on the side so I could see better.

“There are a lot of different ways of doing this. I’ve heard of boys do it standing up, sitting, laying down and even on their knees. They could probably do it standing on their heads.

Put the boy in a position most comfortable for you.”

“What ‘THIS?’ What are we doing here?” I had to ask.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I’m going to demonstrate how boys make sperm and ejaculate it. I’m going to show you how to jerk off your cousin. Jerking off is the most common way boys masturbate or shoot sperm.

Then after he rests a while, I’ll watch as you do it, so pay attention.

Jerking off is one of the many ways you can make a boy cum. Cum is the non-technical term for ejaculating or shooting sperm. It can also refer to the sperm itself. It can be used as a verb or a noun.

Jerking off is also known as wanking. That’s the word one of the girls I correspond with in England calls it. She also calls the head of a penis a knob. I have to admit, it does sort of look like one. She says that the girls there call a penis a ‘willie.’ They have such funny words over there.

So much for the vocabulary lesson. Let’s get on with our demonstration.”

As I sat there, I was reminded of biology lab where we had a specimen mounted on a slide and was looking at it through a microscope. My cousin wasn’t a person; he was a boy specimen on which we were about to perform an experiment.

I came to the realization that this “specimen” was a real live boy and Zoe and I were examining him. I felt like I was hit with a wall of power and it made me feel funny inside.

I had to catch up with what Zoe was saying, “The general term for what we are doing is called masturbation.

Masturbation is when you rub the penis with anything to make it cum. Sometimes a fetish object is used.”

“What’s a fetish object?” I said, interrupting Zoe’s lesson.

“Boys get hard when they get ready for sex, so looking at a woman’s body, particularly those parts involved with sex will excite them. You saw it yourself. Brad got hard looking at women’s breasts in the movies.

But sometimes boys get excited over other things other than the parts of a woman that has to do with sex.

In ancient times a fetish was an object that was blessed by a priest. It gave power to whoever used it. It could mean success in business, a good crop, cure sickness, help get a woman pregnant or just about anything else.

A very special kind of fetish is a love potion.

Today, a fetish carries a sexual connotation. It’s something that gets a boy sexually aroused by looking at it or using it.

It could be another part of a woman’s body like her rear end or feet. Yes, I know that boys have rear ends and feet too. Fetishes don’t make sense.

Sometimes a fetish is a material like silk or leather or rubber.

Sometimes it’s an article of clothing. Bras and panties are favorites but so are women’s shoes.

I know one boy that has a fetish for both shoes and rubber so he’s very fond of girls’ sneakers.

If you know what a boy’s fetish is, you make it work for you. You’ll have him eating out of your hand without having to do hardly anything, just wear or show the fetish object to him.”

Wow. I never knew all this stuff. The idea of controlling a boy really excited me.

“But fetishes are an advanced topic. We can explore that later.

Masturbation can be done many ways, but jerking off is the easiest. All it takes is your hand and his penis.

We’re going to use our hands to stimulate his penis like it’s inside a woman’s vagina.

It’s important that for you, as a girl, to learn how to do this. It’s very safe: you can’t get pregnant and unless you are very careless, you won’t catch some sort of disease. Just wash your hands when you are done and you should be safe.

Best of all, your boyfriends will like it so much, they’ll do just about anything to keep you as their girlfriend.

The first thing you have to do, after getting the boy naked, is to get him hard. We don’t have to do that with Brad. He’s already hard. He’s been hard since he took off his clothes. In fact, I know of few boys who aren’t hard by the time they get undressed.”

I wondered how many boys she had experience with and if they were all her boyfriends or maybe the brothers of girls who she baby sat for. I envied those girls.

I listened as she went on.

“Boys Brad’s age get hard for almost any reason at all. Usually, it has to be a sexual situation like seeing a naked woman or even just looking at a pretty girl.

I’ve found that embarrassing a boy can also make him hard and what can be more embarrassing than being naked, in a girl’s bedroom laying on her bed with two girls looking at you when they still have their clothes on.

It’s ironic that, although the penis is attached to a boy, it is actually under the control of us girls.

If a penis is flaccid, that is, soft and small, you can make it erect by touching it and fondling it. You almost never have to do this.

When a boy even THINKS about girls, he gets hard. It’s like us girls have magical invisible fingers that can pull down his fly, take out his penis, play with it and make it hard from across the room ... and all we have to do is be GIRLS.

So we have step one complete. Brad’s little soldier is standing at attention.”

I giggled at her description of his organ.

She then reached out and wrapped her fist around the shaft and pulled the skin over the head followed by pulling it all the way back. She repeated this action slowly a couple of times.

“Do you see what I am doing?” She asked.

I nodded and had a question of my own. “How hard are you holding it?”

“That’s a good question. Some girls I know have a death grip on it and choke it real hard. That usually makes the boy cum faster but I think it is kind of crude and it makes your hand tired really fast.

I find that a gentler touch works best. A girl can feel the penis better this way and what’s going on with it. That’s really important for advanced masturbation techniques such as teasing, edging and ruined ejaculation. Those are ‘graduate level’ things to do with a boy. Let’s not worry about them now, we’re still in kindergarten.”

“Oh yeah?” I thought, “I never learned anything like this back then.”

“So grab it just tight enough to get a hold of the skin so you can move it like this.” Once again she gave a couple of slow pumps. “Got it?”

Once again I nodded.

“The key to a good masturbation is to start off slow and then pick up speed as the boy starts responding.

A pumping rhythm like this is good for a start.

A girl who took CPR as part of her Girl Scout training said that they learned the compression rate by keeping beat to an old song called ‘Staying Alive.’ She said the same beat works with jerking off a boy.”

She brought the song up on her phone. I recognized the tune as one my grandmother listened to while cooking in her kitchen.

Zoe moved her hand up and down Brad’s shaft in time with the music.

Brad’s reaction was interesting. He just lay there passively and allowed Zoe to play with him almost as if he were a doll.

Brad’s eyes were glazed and every now and then, he’d let out a sigh.

Zoe must have been working her magic for a bit more than a minute when she suddenly stopped.

“Come here, Allie. I want you to take a look at this.

See the drop at the tip of his penis?”

I nodded, “Is that pee?”

“No, it’s not. It’s called pre-cum. Pre-cum happens when a boy gets really excited. It can even happen when he’s not masturbating or being masturbated.

Put your finger on it and feel it.”

I did, “It’s slippery.”

“That’s the point. Boys leak pre-cum so they can lubricate the vagina. Otherwise, intercourse would be painful.

Women also leak their version of pre-cum for the same reason.”

So that’s what I was feeling in my panties. I thought I had been leaking pee.

“Smell it,” Zoe challenged. I did; it smelled a bit musky.

“Take a lick. Go ahead. It won’t hurt you. I doubt your brother has any diseases.”

I wasn’t sure about this, but with some more urging, I managed to do it.

“It’s a little salty,” I said.

“Now you know. Boys sometimes want girls to take their penises in their mouth and suck on them.”

“Yuck!” I responded immediately. “They make pee there.”

“Yes, that’s true. You should not do this casually. Only special boys deserve this kind of a treat. When the time comes and if you want to, you can do it, and I guarantee that the boy will become your slave instantly.

Gay boys do this to each other. It’s fun to watch.”

“Double yuck.”

“Maybe you’ll change your mind about this when you get older. We’re certainly not going to do this today.

So where are we? Oh! Look at that! There’s a naked boy with a hard penis for us to play with.”

Zoe was becoming condescending, but not only was she making the experience educational, she was making it festive.

She pumped him for a while more and then his body started to stiffen. His sighs were replaced with sharp intakes of breath. I did the same thing when I got stuck with a needle to get a shot.

However, I doubt that it was painful for Brad.

His body got more rigid and his breathing became more erratic. I never saw anyone have a heart attack and I wondered if this is what it looked like.

Zoe apparently knew what was going on. She urged me, “Pay attention, it’s going to happen any moment now.” She increased the speed of her jerking.

Brad arched his back, grunted out an incoherent sound and stopped breathing. I could see him suck his stomach in.

Two things happened at once. The first was the jet of white liquid that blasted out of his penis. It seemed to have happened in slow motion. I watched as it arched to its maximum height and then, pulled by gravity, splashed on his chest. So, this was the sperm Zoe told us about.

The second thing was that his body went limp as he forcefully expelled a breath from his lungs.

This lasted only a moment when he froze again and stopped breathing just before his second squirt.

From there on, he alternated between stiffening and collapsing with each shot of his ejaculation.

I noted that after the first couple these diminished in both volume and force.

Zoe kept pumping him until even though he was still convulsing, nothing was coming out. Only then did she stop.

Brad collapsed and his head lolled over to the side. The rest of him lay there like a rag doll tossed on the bed by its owner when she was bored playing with it.

I looked at my cousin’s naked form. His chest and stomach was covered with his cum. I noted how his chest rose and fell with his now slow, rhythmic breading.

His penis which was tall and hard since I first saw it was now deflating. It reminded me of a bouncy castle when the air is let out. Even then, there was a rivulet of semen seeping out of the pee hole.

“What’s happening?” I asked.

“He’s getting flaccid. That’s the way boys are most of the time. The penis shrinks to a dinky and just flops around. Don’t worry. We’re girls. We can make him hard again later.”

“Stay here and watch him,” Zoe said. “I’m going to get something to clean him up.”

She was back in a moment with a washcloth. “I’m used to doing this with boys,” she laughed, “but it is usually after taking off a wet diaper.”

Brad made no effort to help. He just laid there like my boy-doll and allowed Zoe to clean up his once-private parts.

“That was fantastic,” I said. “I never saw anything like that.”

“Play your cards right, and you can see it a lot more.

How about you, Brad. Did you like it?”

“OH GOD YES! I’ve never felt so good in my entire life. Boy am I wasted.”

“Do you want to do it again?”

“I don’t think I can.”

“Yes, you can. For a boy of your age, you could probably do it again in 15 minutes, but we’ll give you an hour. It won’t be as good the second time around in the same day, but it will still be good.

This time, we’ll let Allie do it. Then she will know how to do it whenever she wants. Be nice to her so she’ll want to do it.” Zoe gave me a wink.

I couldn’t believe it. I saw what Zoe did to Brad and now I’m going to get to do it myself!

We kept Brad naked as we had a snack and watched some more videos.

Finally, Zoe said, “It looks like your brother is ready to go again.”

“How can you tell?”

“After you make a boy cum, he goes soft. You saw it yourself how his penis shrunk down to almost nothing.

Well, now he’s beginning to stiffen again. It’s not a full erection, but it is an indicator that the parts have reset.

Let’s go back to the bedroom and do it again. This time, Allie, you get to do it. I’ll help you if you need it, but I think you know what to do.”

Brad had nothing to say, he just followed Zoe meekly. I thought about this. Since the beginning, we girls were in control. There was something about this situation that I liked.

Brad lay on the bed, and I took my position between his legs like Zoe did. She sat off to the side to coach me. I am so glad I am learning how to do this. I imagined that Zoe did this with all the girls who had brothers. I wonder how many girls know how to do this.

His penis was almost fully hard by now. Maybe it was because of anticipation or maybe it was because it was again center of attraction for us girls.

“Do I have to wait for him to get fully hard?”

“No, I think if you touch it, it will get hard. I don’t even think you have to jerk him off to get it there. Just tickle it a bit with your fingers, that should do it.”

I did as Zoe told me. I put my fingers under the shaft of his penis and pulled them slowly towards myself gently scraping it with my nails. It only took a couple of strokes to get it standing up on its own.

Zoe smiled at me, “Good going, girl. It looks like you got him going. Now show him how your hand can do a pole dance.”

I was surprised how hot his organ felt. I also experimented with squeezing it. It was both firm and soft all at once.

I had to giggle as I started to pump him and watched the skin wrinkle up as I pulled on it. The head of his penis looked like the head of a turtle sticking its head in and out of its neck.

I began to understand that I could use my brother’s pleasure to control him.

My cousin was a big boy, physically. I was a little girl. Yet with just a couple of my fingers, I had him more under control than if I had a wrestling hold on him.

Every now and then Brad made a sigh. I looked at Zoe. She smiled back at me. “It’s OK. It means you are doing it right. Just remember when he starts squirting, don’t stop. Keep pumping until nothing is coming out anymore.

My cousin encouraged me every stroke of the way. She was there to tell me “Atta, girl, keep pumping, do it faster,” as Brad started to stiffen and breathe funny.

Even though I saw it happen when Zoe did him, I was still surprised when he convulsed and shot his sperm.

I could hear Zoe say, “You go, GIRL! Make him cum. Keep pumping. Get it all out of him.”

I could feel the liquid pulsing through the shaft of his penis and how it hardened and swelled in my hand. I felt his hot cum as it splashed on my hand. I was in control of an older boy, and I loved it.

This time, I was the one who cleaned Brad up. He seemed to enjoy the “mothering” I was giving him and I enjoyed tending to him in his helpless condition.

-=o=-

I hated to see my aunt and my cousin go. As the adults were saying their goodbyes, the three of us said ours.

“Don’t forget what I taught you.” Zoe said.

“I won’t it was fun doing it. With Brad’s permission I’d like to show my friends, Carol and Candy how to do it too.”

“Be careful with that. You don’t want the secret to get out or the adults will stop you from doing it.”

“I can trust my friends. Carol’s mom is away from the house a lot. We can do it there.”

“How about you Brad? Are you willing to have Aillie and her friends do this to you?”

“I’ve never felt so much pleasure as when you girls did me. Of course I’ll let them do it. Each of you girls do it a little differently. I wonder how Carol’s and Candy’s hands will feel on it.