I grew up with my cousin Robbie. He lived a few blocks away, and we spent most days at his house being babysat by his older sister. We were best friends and more. We lived at each other's houses, took baths together, slept in the same bed every weekend and over school breaks. We always had other friends, and we spent some weekends at other friends' houses, usually at the same time anyway. But half the time either of us spent with anyone, was spent with each other.
By the time we were ten, we were watching porn and beating off at the same time. It wasn't very often, but we did it at my house when we could on weekends, usually late at night. We got skateboards for Christmas that year, our firsts, and that was the winter we started jacking each other off instead of ourselves. It was really fun and felt really good. We would do it while watching porno on my computer until we got our dry-orgasms. I was always first. Robbie took forever and I often got a tired arm from making him have his dry heaves. But when he got off, he got off. His dick thrashed hard, and it was even hard to hold onto as it jumped all around. I remember how his legs always bent and straightened out, over and over, like he was running in place. It took a while, but he'd sure get there. My dick would jump when I got there too, but nothing like his would. We called it his dancing dick trick.
We were really looking forward to skateboarding when the weather got warmer, but he moved over Easter break. Clear across the country. I didn't see him again until summer break when we went down to visit them in their new house. He had a couple new friends, but we spent a lot of time alone together. We even did our porn thing pretty much every night I was there. It was just 'the porn thing' to us then. Not really 'sexual' or 'emotional' or anything. Just a really fun thing to do together. But now we'd only be together maybe three or four times a year. Summers looked good. But still.
We hardly saw each other after that summer. Just a few short visits over holidays at different family houses with other relatives and kids, so we didn't get up to anything together again for quite a while.
We'd have quick, short, secret conversations many times over the next three years - about jerking off to porn. We only got to talk about it. But we talked about it quite often. He seemed to be looking forward to it almost as much as I was.
It was actually three years before we were alone together again. Three, long, years - living on opposite sides of the continent.
We saw each other several times a year, but always with lots of other family. We have a huge family. Holiday get-togethers are massive, and often there are two or three at the same time, every season, all across the country. Other than that, it was a photo now or then at some holiday somewhere with family or a picture taken at a camp or home. He was.... hot. I mean it. As I began to notice boys more and more, Robbie was getting hot.
It was summer break at my house. We were thirteen. He was almost fourteen. He came up to stay a couple weeks - the first time since that first summer he'd moved three years ago. I had a few friends, but none I even dared to talk about jerking off together. I knew I was way more interested in doing that with my guy friends than I should be, but I liked what I'd done with Robbie and wanted to do that with more guys. I wasn't very interested in girls. At least not yet. I never did get all that interested in them.
Anyway, it'd been three years since Robbie and I had a chance to even spend any time alone. He was staying at my house for two weeks, and most of my few friends were going on vacations too, so only Pete would be hanging around much. Robbie was way taller, and his white-blond hair was way longer, and so curly, and he looked so much older. His big blue eyes were huge now, and his face was wider and more handsome. I guess I had changed too. I'd gotten pubes and was squirting some now, which Robbie had told me he had and was too the last time we saw each other over Christmas break.
I was busting to see his dick and balls. And his entire body. I noticed his nice bulge and nice butt, and how he was shaped nice and sturdy and sexy all over. He was even hotter in person!
After Pete and Robbie met, and we had a couple sleepovers with the three of us, it was just Robbie and me the third or fourth night. Finally. I'd been thinking about being alone with him and my computer almost constantly. I'd managed to beat off in the bathroom a few times with them there. They'd probably done the same. I wondered about it, but didn't dare bring it up. I knew Pete did it. He said he did it, anyway. He was still hairless and small down there. I'd seen it a few times, on dares or taking a piss somewhere, that kind of thing. He knew I had pubes and shot cum. He wasn't interested in looking at porn together. He said he did that stuff alone.
Pete went home for dinner and we wouldn't see him tomorrow at all. After dinner, my folks watched TV in the front room. Robbie sat down on my bed and said, "So you wanna do some porn and jackin' later? For sure?"
"Heck yeah. You?"
"Sure. I miss it a lot. Jerking off alone is kind of boring."
"Yeah."
