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I hope there's more. Thanks.

<@> wrote in message news:41a017f1$1_1@galaxy.uncensored-news.com...
>
> The Hendersons (T, m, g)
>
> By Josh Anderson
>
>
>
>
>
> This story is a TRUE account of the things that happened in my life. Some
> names have been changed, while others are actual.....
>
>
> When I was 4, my parents were killed in a car accident. Since I had no
other
> relatives (as my mom and dad were only children) I was sent to foster
care.
>
> I was lost, I didn't know how to think or act. My whole life was destroyed
> in one split instance when they died. And now, I was living with another
> family. They were the Hendersons.
>
> There was Mr. and Mrs. Henderson (Bob and Milly), and their 2 children,
Jake
> who was 11 and Elizabeth (although everyone just called her Bessi) who was
> 7. Then, there was me. By the way, my name is Josh.
>
> When I arrived at their house on a Saturday morning. It was 4 days after
> my parents funeral and I was still dazed, confused and had withdrawn into
> my own protective shell. I don't remember much else about my first year or
> so there, just scattered memories and the feeling of being lost and
abandoned.
> That feeling has yet to ever leave me. The fear that those I love will
leave
> and never come back.
>
> It was around the time that I was 6 that my memories began to remain
permanent.
> It was then, that I can now remember, that things became different between
> us kids. It may have started before this, but this is the age that I can
> remember back to.
>
> As you will notice in this story, I don't talk a lot about Mr. and Mrs.
Henderson.
> Its not that I don't remember them much, its just that the things I'm
talking
> about are related more to us kids....
>
> We each had our own bedrooms and Jake (who was now 13) had his room next
> to mine, and Bessi (who was now 9) had her room at the end of the hall
just
> down from ours. It was about this time that Jake began to come into my
room
> in the mornings to wake me for school as Bob and Milly (I never could call
> them mom and dad even though they raised me from age 4 till I was an
adult)
> went to work early and left Jake in charge.
> I remember him coming in, pulling back my covers and telling me to get up.
> He was never mean, it was just something he did. One morning, I guess my
> little dick was awake before me, was poking right up in my pj bottoms when
> he pulled back the covers and he noticed it right away. I remember him
saying
> something like "wow! little Joshy got a boner!" At the time I had no idea
> what he was even talking about as I stretched to wake up, still laying on
> my back. He just giggled and left me to go and wake up Bessi.
>
> I had been getting the "feelings" about this time. I mean, I didn't know
> any words yet about it or even why it felt like it did, all I knew then
was
> that it felt good! I would get boners (as I began to call them later) and
> would feel it under my covers at night, lay on my tummy in bed and kinda
> hump against the sheets, etc., but up till then that's all I understood.
> That is, until Jake showed me much more!
>
> After a few mornings of pulling back my covers and seeing my little boner
> poking up in my pj's, Jake began to take more time at my bedside then
usual.
> Instead of just waking me up and going off to wake Bessi, he started to
sit
> on my bed and look at me. Each time he would say "Wow! Joshy got a little
> boner!". It was these comments first thing in the morning that led me to
> realize the connection with his words and my hard little dick. I remember
> asking him, "what's a boner?". Jake would giggle and point to my little
tent
> in my pjs, telling me that's what it was called when my little dick poked
> up like that.
> I don't know why, but I was never really embarrassed about it with him
there.
> I guess because I never knew any different or had any sexual fears yet at
> this age.
>
> Jake was very nice to me and his pleasant manner made it feel normal in a
> way. He asked me "does it feel good when it gets like that Joshy?" I
remember
> telling him it did. Then he asked if I rubbed it to make it feel better.
> I was amazed in a way that he knew about it too. I thought so far, that it
> was something that only I could do. I never thought yet that other boys
could
> get boners or feel the good things I could with mine.
>
> I told him I did as I sat up. He smiled at me and went off to wake up
Bessi
> as I got dressed. This time, as I got dressed, I looked more at my little
> hard boner. I remember how little it looked. Kinda like a pencil all
smooth
> and hairless.
>
> During the daytimes I never thought much about it, but at nights when I
was
> in my bed, I would feel down to it. I loved how it felt to make it hard,
> the "tinglys" as I thought of them, and how good it felt in my private
little
> exploring. But now, Jake knew about it. Even with him knowing, it seemed
> ok. Kinda like a guy to guy thing. It felt kinda neat to be able to be in
> the amazement of someone older then me!
>
> I'm not sure how long it was after this, but one morning Jake came in to
> wake me and this time stayed longer.
>
> He pulled back my covers as usual, shook me awake, and sat again on my
bed.
> He smiled at me as he looked at my boner in my pjs. I smiled at him also,
> as this was becoming our morning ritual lately. I was kinda excited about
> it in a way. When I played with it at night, I didn't play too long as I
> hoped it would still be hard in the morning when Jake came in. It never
seemed
> to fail me though!!!
>
> It was this time that Jake began to take things further by telling me that
> HE did the rubbing thing as well. I remember looking at him, studing his
> face and being amazed at the "secret" he was letting me in on. He smiled
> at me and told me that his thing was being a boner too now. I looked down
> at him and saw it poking up in his undies (that he began to only wear
lately
> in the morning to wake us instead of being fully dressed.)
>
> He asked me, "Wanna see mine Joshy?"
>
> I guess I said yes, cause he pulled back his undies to reveal what looked
> like a huge hard-on to me, although it was only 5" compared to my 2" I
think.
> I remember saying something like "Holy wow!" He smiled at me as I looked
> and it was kinda moving a little as he asked to see mine. It felt so
natural
> in a way. Kinda like a private secret thing. I slowly pulled down my pjs
> and undies and laid back to show off to him.
>
> Even though I felt really little again, he never seemed to care. He smiled
> at me and told me how nice it looked and how sexy it was. This was the
first
> time I heard that word and took it into my brain to connect it to what was
> happening. I remember saying it over and over in my mind for awhile after
> that "Sexy...sexy...sexy".
>
> Jake asked me if I wanted to see how he did it and I was more then willing
> to see how a bigger boy did it. He took his undies all the way off and
started
> to stroke it up and down with a firm grip. At that time I only used two
little
> fingers to slide up and down mine as it was soo small.
>
> I was sooo amazed. It looked so big but at the same time, it looked
really..
> "sexy". He asked me if I wanted to do it with him, and I reached down to
> do mine like I always did. We stroked our little hard-ons for what seemed
> like a long time as Jake looked right at mine while stroking his. I kept
> my focus on his big cock.
>
> Then Jake said "Lets try each others."
>
> I didn't know at first what he meant, but he told me about how much better
> it would feel if we felt each others.
>
> He let go of his cock and I brought my hand to it. It felt soo huge, hard
> and warm. A lot different them mine felt. I remember Jake moaning as my
tiny
> hand slid up and down his huge shaft. I looked to see his eyes half closed
> and slight moans from his mouth. I stopped to ask if it was ok. Jake just
> smiled and giggled a little and told me it was the best feeling ever and
> even better then when he did it himself. I did it again. I was amazed at
> the feelings I could bring to him and how it even felt like I had some
"control"
> over him in a way! I thought "Wow, I'm only 6 and I can make a big boy
feel
> like this!"
>
> I suddenly stopped in mid stroke as I felt Jakes hand on my little boner.
> He was right! It felt soooo good to have someone else do it. Jake stroked
> me with more experience then I had then, and his fingers felt sooo good on
> my cock.
>
> I resumed my stroking of his cock up and down. Up till then, I had no idea
> about cumming or anything like that. All I thought about it was that it
felt
> good and after awhile I got tired and just stopped.
>
> But Jake was really loving it I guess cause he was moaning and kinda
humping
> a little with his hips. I was having a hard time stroking him while
feeling
> his hand on mine and I guess he knew it cause he let go of mine, even
though
> I didn't want him to.
>
> All of a sudden, he kinda held his breath, sorta jerked and this white
stuff
> flew right out the end of it!
>
> I stopped really fast cause I thought he was peeing. I remember that if I
> stroked mine too much it felt like I would pee so I would always stop.
>
> But this didn't look like pee. It looked more like milk kinda.
>
> Jake got really quiet for a minute, as my hand left his cock. It was
shrinking
> down and I thought I hurt it. I asked him why he peed, and why it was all
> white like milk.
>
> He told me it was his "cum". Another first word for me. He then told me it
> was the stuff that made babies inside girls when they got older. He said
> it was also called sperm. But I liked the cum word better. Nothing is more
> attractive to a 6yo then sexy words that are naughty and secret. I knew
then
> that Jake and I would be having more fun. Not that I minded. I asked him
> if I could cum and have sperms. He told me I was too little to have sperm
> but I could cum! I was all for that! But told him that I didn't know how
> to have a cum like he did.
>
> He told me that tomorrow morning he would show me how, but right now he
had
> to get Bessi up or we would all be late for school.
>
> He never really told me not to tell anyone about it. It was just something
> that I knew was a secret between us, as he began to call me a "big boy"
now.
> During the days, I began to think more about our play time in the morning,
> but I never talked to anyone about it. I only left it to my mind and
thoughts.
> I would say the word "sexy" and "Cum" and "sperm" in my mind, and the more
> I said it, the more I began to develop a sexual attitude already. Bob and
> Milly never had to ask me twice to get ready for bed. Something they
thought
> was very good. If only they knew!
>
> Once in bed, I would make sure they thought I was asleep. I would put my
> hand inside my pj bottoms and stroke my little hard-on. I loved how it
felt,
> but I now knew how better it was with someone else doing it. I thought
again
> about that morning. How Jakes cock felt, how it pulsed and shot "cum" out
> the end. I couldn't wait till he showed me how I could do it.
>
> The next morning I awoke to find Jake there again. He had my covers off
and
> I could see his hard-on inside his undies again. This time I just smiled
> and stayed laying there. I pulled off my pjs bottoms and undies, began to
> slowly stroke my hard-on while he took off his undies and sat on the bed.
> It was as if it was the most natural thing then. No need for words, just
> the act of feeling good with each other.
>
> I asked him about making me have a cum, and he giggled and said he would
> do as he promised. But, I had to do as he said, and not stop no matter
what.
> I told him I would try. Then, he took hold of my little cock and began to
> stroke up and down. Slow at first, then picking up speed. I can remember
> to this day how that felt, as he brought me to the height of pleasure. I
> started to breath faster and when he reached the point that I usually
stopped
> at, he kept going. I was all over that bed!
>
> He kept me still as best he could, while stroking me faster and faster. I
> could feel as if my whole body was on fire and it was like electric shots
> were going all through me.
>
> I remember feeling funny and then holding my breath and passing out.
>
> Jake was staring at me as I recovered and smiling. He asked me how it
felt.
> I caught my breath and told him it was the best thing I ever felt and
could
> he do it again!
>
> He just giggled and asked me to help him again and then he had to go wake
> up Bessi. So, I sat up, stroked him again until he shot all over my hand
> and himself. He didn't shoot a lot then, but he shot hard!
>
> It was while he was cumming from me stroking him that I caught a movement
> in the corner of my eye. It was Bessie!
>
> She was standing at the door, watching, as I made Jake cum.
>
> I could see the expression on her face to this day. She still had her
little
> night dress on and was just standing there as Jake came all over. Jake was
> not able to see her yet.
>
>
>
>
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