My baby cousin - 2
#2 of Max and Cassie
I told you about my first sexual experience ever already. Maybe I left you wondering what did I do over the next 4 hours after promising to myself that I wouldn't waste them. Well, sincerelly? Not so much. After two orgasms in a row and being just 13 my fear of getting caught was bigger than the sexual need I had left at that moment.
That doesn't mean I didn't do anything, though. After bathing Cassie properly, drying him up, putting on a new diaper on him and dressing him up neatly, I also put some clothes on me, my usual home clothes: some baggy speedos (the kind moms buy their sons not knowing any better), sweat pants, an old tee and my comfy slippers.
Once we were dressed we moved downstairs, where I prepared his bottle in the microwave and took him to the sofa so I could feed him there while I watched some TV.
We spent the first hour just with those chores and cuddling 'normally' (instead of 'inapropiatelly') until a show I liked was finished. I flipped through the channels, finding nothing of my interest, so that made my attention return to the currently sleeping babyboy in my arms.
Watching him, I got an instant erection, recalling the pictures of what happened earlier that day, specially remembering the moment his cute pee-wee shifted to pee on my raging hard-on, making me cum all over his giggling, totally innocent body, and then him using my cock as a paci until he found out that it could also be like a bottle that would give him something he liked to eat.
The only good thing about baggy underwear is that you can easily just pull on its leg's opening and release your whole package into your sweat pants, and the great thing about the sweat pants is that you can also lift the leg and let your whole package in the air in a second, and cover up in just another second if needed. At learned that early in my life!
So, making good use of my clothes' bagginess, I shifted Cassie gently and let my erection get some air. It was not very comfortable inside. I watched it, standing there out of my fuzzy groin, covered in a thin layer of white fuzz that outlined my eight-incher very nicely. I liked cocks, I really liked them, and mine was not an exception, so I began to gently pet it with my left paw, forgetting about my cousin for a moment, who was sleeping against my right side.
Since my cock had grown to its adult-ish proportions over the last year or two I loved to watch it every time I could. Unlike most of boys, who just wank it while watching straight-porn and focusing their gaze on tits and cunts, I find an incredible pleasure just making love to my own cock. I like seeing it erect, stroking my wrinkly foreskin tip, tickling my glans' underside.
After a while enjoying my hooded cock, it was time to unwrap my gift. I always tug down slowly on my foreskin. It's very tight on me, so I can uncover my reddish-pink glans slowly. It looks like if it was struggling to get out of it, and when I finally pull the skin all the way back, the mushroom cockhead swells up a bit more, ending up in a just beautiful dick, or so I think!
The other thing I love about that part is that my thick musky scent gets totally free at that moment, filling my nostrills with a wonderful smell that most of times makes me moan, specially when I'm not very clean and there's a bit of 'cheese' in it. After those two orgasms it's not that I was very clean that day, so the scent was really, really good, made me even moan gently and close my eyes, pulling my foreskin down so none of that smell would stay inside.
I was preparing to relax and maybe just masturbate slowly, but while I was still keeping my eyes closed, I felt my cousin stirring and deep sniffing sounds. I gasped and looked down, and had to hold him back as he was already leaning in, wanting to sniff at my hard rod closer!
"Hey, hey! Cass, Caaassss... C'm here, buddy." I chuckled and hugged him against my chest, giving him a kiss. He frowned and tried to look down at my exposed genitals, and seeing them so 'far' from his reach, he stretched out an arm, motioning at them, and finally broke out to cry.
I gasped again at that reaction. My baby cousin wanted my cock so badly!! This was both arousing and scary, as my mom and aunt could be home anytime now and I couldn't risk leaving my most intimate scents on this little boy's paws and face, since my aunt would prolly kiss him the moment she returned!
"Now, noooow, don't cry, shhhh--shhh..." I bounced him a bit and cooed at him, trying to put him at ease, but he was crying harder, so much that I began to believe that he needed something else, maybe a change? food? maybe he was just sleepy? So I had to discard the first reason, and I stood from the sofa, sitting him on it, holding his arms, and I leaned my knees on the seat, leaving my peeled erection just some inches from his crying face, and cooed at him again. When he calmed down and saw what he had before his eyes (a teen glans that was beginning to sip pre), he grinned so big that I thought his lips were going to break, and then I saw his nostrills twitching as he gently smelled at it from a close distance. I sighed and moaned, shaking my head. I wanted to just let go of him and let him do whatever he wanted, but then again, I didn't want to risk.
Seeing that I wouldn't let him get too close, after a moment he began to get frustrated, and I saw that 'I'm gonna cry!' expression in his face. When he was about to pull a tantrum, I shook my head with a more stern expression, "Nope." and with a paw I pull my sweatpants' leg down, covering myself, "You good boy, you look, but don't touch." Of course he couldn't understand yet what I was saying, but it must have been my expression or bodily language, that did the trick. He calmed down a little and then I pulled up on my pants' leg again, moving my cock close to him, and when he was reaching out to touch it, I gently tapped his paw and covered up again. We did this several times until he finally understood that if didn't want to see it go, he couldn't touch it.
So when he was all settled like a good boy, resigned to just watch it, I finally let go of his paws and he set them down on his own lap.
"Like how it looks?" I smiled, placing a finger on my cockslit to smear the pre all around my glans, "When you're a bit older... I'm gonna let you play with it lots and lots, and I'll play with yours, and it will be lots of fun." Seeing his nostrills frantically twitching, I leaned in a bit more, placing a paw on his chest to control the distance, and moved my hips so he could smell my cock from every possible angle. He was purring all the time, licking his muzzle constantly, and a couple of times he tried to sneak a lick at my cock.
"So you also like how it smells.." I said with a smile, but mostly as an aloud thought to myself. I remembered he had seemed to like my balls too, and I surely liked his little feet musk... I had to try! I reached back to pull out one of my slippers and gave it to him, just to see what he'd do. I was actually expecting him more to chew on it, since it's what all babies do with everything, but after he inspected it for a moment, he got his nose directly into the opening. I bited my lower lip in expectation. If he could put up with my footpaw's scent in a slipper I could be sure that he was as crazy for scents as I was. Maybe something running in the family's blood? Well, not in the females, that's for sure. If it was for my mom, I'd be in water all the day, like the otters.
One... two... three.... ten seconds passed before I chuckled, snapping out of my thoughts, and pulled the slipper from his muzzle, "Hey, Cassie, you're gonna suffocate!" He giggled, but once again, he wanted me to give it back to him, and I grinned and shook my head, "Nuh, huh, look!" I tugged on my pantleg again and upon seeing my teendick again, he settled down and just looked at it longingly while I put my slipper back on my foot.
I was so proud of my advances with him! Giggling again, I stood and lifted him up to my chest, heading to the bathroom, "You've been a very good boy, Cassie, the best!" I told him while I nuzzled him fondly, "And now I'm gonna let you see it squirt again, I know you love that!"
Once in the bathroom, I left the door open, just in case my mom and aunt rang so I could hear it well, pulled down on my pants and briefs, stepped off them and lowered the toilet's lid, sitting on it, leaning back and holding my little cousin against my chest with my left arm, placing my right paw on my still rigid member, "This is wankin', see? You can pull the skin up and down your dick, and it feels good." I displayed the process slowly while he was looking down. I had never masturbated in front of anybody, so this was even another first time for me, and I swallowed when I saw his expression, staring so intently, obviously jealous of my cock and of me being able to touch it while he wasn't!
Fearing that would make him cry again eventually, or that my mom and aunt would arrive at any time and ruin my fun, I tried to go a bit faster, still speaking obscenelly to him, "When I rub my dick like this it feels very good... and when I see you looking at it like that I know you wanna touch it.. kiss it.. sniff it.. and see it.. see it.. ahh..."
I quickly grabbed my balls, tugging my cock in a forward position so I wouldn't accidentally splatter my cousin or myself with my seed, but we could still see my cock twitching gently as it ejaculated its watery sperm across the bathroom, landing on the tiled floor. The feeling was even more intense when the paw holding Cassie felt the wetness of the little leopard's lips and tongue, who was eagerly nursing on my finger while he was watching my cock cumming just some inches below.
It took me about 10 minutes to recover from that, closing my eyes and sprawled out against the toilet while I panted with my eyes closed. From that moment I knew that I only wanted younger boys for my sexual pleasure, as young as possible, but not as young as baby Cass. I couldn't wait for him to be able to speak and be potty trained and see how that'd go!
When I finally pulled myself back together, I took some toilet paper, wiped off the sperm from the floor and took Cassie to his crib.
Just when I was going to change him for his night diapers, the door rang. My mom wasn't very happy that I had left the door locked, but they never suspected. I actually told my aunt to change my cousin herself. I was just too tired and wanted to sleep.
The next days I had the chance to change him many times again, but most of them the two females were around, in the same room, or just too close, but when they were not too close, I took every chance to show my cock again to Cassie, even let him 'pet' it until it was hard, and sniff at it, and I always gave his own little pecker some kisses and licks. But nothing further happened until they left some days afterwards.
And this brings us to the present day, 2 years afterwards. I'm now 15 and he's 2 and a half. Haven't seen him since then. Will he remember me? Will he remember anything of our games? Now he'll be able to speak, maybe he's already potty-trained, or.. maybe not? I'll have to be very careful, but I can't wait for tomorrow! And I'm gonna tell you all about it.