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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my parents funeral and I was still dazed, confused and had withdrawn into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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