Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Spin the pen {Homoeraticus} (mm inc) ------------------------------------------------------------------------- If you do not like stories involving under-age persons or involving bi-sexuality then please do not read further, it's as simple as that. The following is a story about two male cousins and their adventures together as young teenagers. If this subject is offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- INTRODUCTION - A story about two young male cousins who find a way to kill time during the summer holidays. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 1 It all started quite innocently. As young boys, and cousins to be more exact, we were often left alone to our own devices not needing much supervision. And besides the frequent arguments that we had about our toys or other possessions, we were pretty much best friends. Growing up in the same town and being almost the same age our parents would often group us together when we went anywhere or done anything, so I guess it is not so unexpected to reflect on how things turned out. This particular story started when me (Rob) and my cousin John were about 13 years old. I myself had been actively masturbating for a good year or two by now as I was an early developer, and my cousin being a little younger was probably a little behind. It wasn't unusual for me to feel the urge to have a little play before going to sleep, and up until now all thoughts had usually been centred around my favourite school teacher who had a pretty face who wore tight tops. On this day however me and John had both been sent to stay with our grandparents for the weekend whilst both our parents went to work. We had been outside playing together all afternoon in the local park, escaping bullies, talking about girls and trying to steal a glimpse at the naughty pages in the newspapers, the normal things young boys do. But we also always used to have a camp set up in one of the bedrooms at our grandparents, a kind of retreat for when the park got boring, a place we could make plans for attacking the enemy or for thinking of a new location to infiltrate and explore. And that is where this story takes place. We had just finished dinner and been sent up individually to have our customary baths. While John was in the bathroom I was downstairs watching the last little bit of TV before I knew my time would be up and not before long I heard the dreaded call. I knew at this stage that having a bath didn't instantly mean bedtime, but as a kid there was something about baths that kind of finished the day off. As such I made the bath as long as possible, frequently playing with myself, but not actually getting off on anything, just kind of enjoying the feeling and trying new ways to hold it, exploring like you do. The final knock came and the water was getting cold anyway so I didn't bother trying to hold out any longer. I shouted okay in that typical annoyed kids voice and jumped out the bath to find my towel. Once dried and dressed I left the bathroom to go have my cookies and milk. Me and John tried to coax our grandparents into giving us one more hour before bed, and seeing as it was the summer and a weekend too they actually agreed for once. We immediately ran off upstairs to continue where we left off in our hideout games. Once we got there we realised we had actually kind of wrapped up our previous game, so we just kind of sat there thinking for a bit. After a while John came up with the idea of playing truth or dare, I was never too keen on this game but I agreed anyway as there was nothing much else to do. We decided upon spinning a pen and whoever the inky end landed on would have to be the victim, we decided there would be no rules and that even if it landed on you 10 times or more you couldn't pass or forfeit. As boys this gave the game its winning edge, the thing to make it fun, the promise of making somebody else do something awkward, and they couldn't skip it. Being young and a bit nervous, and knowing the risk of pushing too hard and having the same thrown back at you, we naturally started off quite easy. We had played the game before and got in big trouble with calling the emergency services and such, so we was staying well clear of that stuff this time and just keeping it between the two of us. We threw a coin to see who would be the first spinner and I won, so I took the first spin. But it landed on me. I asked for truth as dares always seemed to get me into trouble. John didn't waste any time with it. "Which auntie do you find the most attractive." he asked. I hesitated on my reply because I had been fantasising about his mum, my youngest aunt for quite some time, and I wasn't sure how he would take it as a straight answer. But I went for it anyway, I never could lie, not even in a game. "I guess your mum is the best really, compared to the others. She's the slimmest and the prettiest." And it was true anyway, even to this day I fantasize about her and hope to one day get some kind of a chance. John just smiled and shrugged. I was relieved that it didn't really bother him, so I already felt a bit more comfortable with the game and relaxed. As I was the victim I spun again and this time it landed on him. This time he went for a truth as well. I didn't really have anything in my mind so I threw the same question back at him. He looked a bit confused for a while as besides his mum, none of the others were exactly tasty options, he eventually went for our aunt Helen though, who probably was second best to be fair. So the game went on along them veins for some time, the occasional dare being thrown in but nothing serious. Until it landed on me and I went for truth, but we found we had kind of run out of truths to ask really, interesting ones at least. This was the game changer. From here on we decided that we would scrap truths and just do dares. They were more exciting anyway and both of us were having a laugh by now so we carried on with just dares. However, the first dare in the new game - my dare - showed that we had also taken it up level. Enter if you will "The Rude Dare". Again John didn't waste any time and said, "I dare you to stand on the landing and show your nob for 10 seconds". "Ah what? Come on! As if!" I declared staring in disbelief. "Yeah, you have to. It's a dare!" I wasn't very happy about this and didn't look forward to the new twist. "Fine, but just 10 seconds and you didn't say where on the landing!" So I quietly stood up and walked out of the room onto the landing and had a quick look around to make sure nobody was upstairs. I slowly pulled the front of my pyjamas down and let my young cock hang out. "Turn around so I can see or it doesn't count!" John said. I had been standing with my back to the bedroom door where he had been kneeling so he couldn't see. I sighed and slowly turned around half way, I wasn't going to completely give in, dares is about making the most of the dare from both sides of the bargain table. He could see, so that was enough. "10 . . . 9 . . . 8 . . ." he counted slowly. Too slow for my liking, it felt like forever. And the slight coolness of being outside of my pj's compared to the rest of my body was starting to have an effect, even after such a short period of time. "3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . ok" And I pulled the front of my bottoms up faster than I ever had before. I came back into the room looking a bit embarrassed but John just looked to be excited, namely because it wasn't him who done it and he had one up on me now. That was about to change though as the next spin landed on him. He looked a bit awkward now, the smile mostly gone. "I dare you to stand on the landing with your nob out for 15 seconds!" I said. "Hey that's not fair you only had 10 seconds!" "It doesn't matter, it's a dare, you have to do it, they don't have to be the same! It's a dare!" I claimed. And with that his defence was gone, he sat still for a moment before standing up and then confidently walked out of the room. "remember to turn around don't forget your own rules!" I had nothing to worry about on that front as he pulled the front of his bottoms down and then turned around so he was a little bit more frontal than I was anyway. "15 . . . 14 . . . 13 . . ." Clearly the excitement of my first exhibition got to him a little as he was already firming up a bit. At this stage I have to admit that this was the first time since we was little boys that either of us had seen each others weaponry. There was always a little bit of a competitive streak between us two, but with that aside, I just found myself staring at his member. His young cock was about the same size as mine, but the shapes were contrasting, where mine was thin with a bigger head his was girthy, even as a semi you could see the wider shape of it. He also had more foreskin than me, and I think these differences is what made me want to see more of it. This was the first I had seen besides my own, and here it was, almost opposite in 'style'. "10 . . . 9 . . . 8 . . . " I took my eye away from his lower regions and looked up for a moment to see that he was watching me stare. Shit. I thought, he was looking at me, balls. "3 . . . 2 . . .1 . . . ok" And he pulled the front up and came back into the room. He looked a little bit awkward but nothing too much, he sat down and took up the pen for a spin. We both laughed for a second, we had broken through some kind of barrier now, it was open doors. We had both seen each others cocks now so why worry? He span and it landed on me. "ok, I want you to go onto the landing. Then walk a little way from the door. Then I want you to pull you bottoms down to your knees and do one full turn around" "hah, ok" I responded. There was no time limit on this one so I decided I would go quite fast. I walked out onto the landing and walked a few steps away. I had a quick listen to check there was nobody else around then I quickly dropped my bottoms to my knees and tried to turn around as fast I could. Originally I had my bum facing John and the door but by the time I had got round to showing my front side my bottoms had fallen completely to my knees. I had a quick look at him to check and I was right, he was just looking at my cock and didn't seem to care about being caught staring. So I slowed down a little, the fun was getting to me now, my boy was half standing up and wanting to be seen, the mixture of emotions and the cooler air was working its magic. I completed my turn and slowly pulled my bottoms up. Why rush? It didn't make a difference now. I came back in and took my turn to spin. It landed on me again. I wasn't expecting it, for quite sometime it had almost always been going back and forth. John gave an evil grin and didn't try to hide it. "Right, I dare you to go onto the landing and pull your bottoms down so both your bum and cock are out, then I want you to walk to the top of the stairs and back again". "Ah, as if, that's well unfair." "Dares are dares" John said. This upped the level almost immediately as the top of the stairs was in a lot more open space than the current game had been played at so far. The landing was a very small walkway probably less than a meter wide in an old house, so going to open space posed a new threat. I sighed and stood up, he was right, a dare was a dare. I walked onto the landing and took a few seconds to doubly make sure nobody could be heard, this time the risks were higher. I dropped my bottoms and held on with one hand whilst I walked. John just watched my bare arse walk its way 3 meters to the edge of the landing past the bathroom. One more step and I was out in the open. I hesitated a moment then took the last step. To my relief it wasn't really that open. It was just a thin set of stairs that lead to the front door, unless you was standing at the bottom then you couldn't see up. Our grandparents were in the living room watching TV as was normal, and they had both probably fallen asleep anyway. I turned around and slowly walked back to the door where John had been watching. I almost forgot about pulling my pyjamas up as I had been so focused on listening to any movement I completely forgot about what I was actually doing. It wasn't until I went to pull them up that I noticed I had grown firmer still and could understand the look on Johns face when I had turned round. Even with my bottoms up you couldn't hide it now, there was definitely life under there. And I was certain I saw some extra tenting on John bottoms too, hopefully I would find out on the next spin. I took up the pen and was already thinking of what dare I was going to give him. And when the pen stopped on me I just blew the air out of my mouth. "what the hell" "aha, unlucky Rob" "come on then, what it is, don't go too crazy I've already had two in a row!" "ok ok, I dare you . . . to sit here for 1 minute with your dick out" "One minute!!!!!" I puffed out. "Yeah, your only sitting there, your not doing anything, just one minute, come on, its a dare!" "ok ok, fine, but count out loud I don't want any cheating" So I shifted my bum a bit and pulled my bottoms down so both my cock and bum were out. "no no" said John, "I can't see, pull them to your knees, you can't hide" My pyjama bottoms had pulled tight creating a bit of a fence so I pulled them down further and sat there with my young semi-erect cock out in the open for my 13 year old cousin to stare at. "ok, 1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . 4 . . . 5" It seemed the longer it was out and the more I showed it, the harder it was getting. John looked up and smiled at me before continuing with his open observations of my boy cock. "10 . . 11 . . 12 . . " There was a small amount of hair growing around it and my balls had dropped a little but were generally still quite firm and tight. "20 . . .21 . . .22" after about half a minute had gone by I had grown comfortable with my position, so I just rested back on my arms and let him count away and look. "40 . . . 41 . . . 42" His counting was slowing down now as we both knew there was a big chance it could be him next after I had 3 dare on the trot. But I saw no reason to complain about it, I was starting to enjoy it now and didn't really care. "58 . . . 69 . . 60 . . . ok done" I didn't pull up my pyjamas straight away, I just leaned forward slowly and pretended to shake out my arms a bit from where I had been leaning back on them. I was hoping this would show him my new confidence and that I was comfortable with whatever he threw at me now. I had manned up a bit. 3 dares in a row was nothing, bring it on. I picked up the pen and was about to spin it when I noticed in the corner of my eye where his hand was resting. Right in his lap, I knew he had to have been playing with himself a little bit you don't just hang your hand there for nothing, but I hadn't noticed, maybe he was just moving it, getting comfortable. "FINALLY!" I said a bit louder than I probably should have, it had landed on him at last and I could finally get a bit of payback. He had only had one of these dares so far so I needed to have a quick calculation in my head and make sure he got about the same kind of exposure time as I had so far. I settled on about 2 minutes. "I dare you, to stand up, pull your trousers down to your ankles, and stand there for 2 minutes!" "2 minutes? What the hell? That's twice as much!" "Yeah but I already done this 3 times, its your turn now, and that is the dare!" "Fine, whatever, it's only 2 minutes" he said at me confidently. "Fine, then its not enough is it. I change it to 3 minutes!" "What?!?!?! You can;t do that, you can;t change a dare!" "You wasn't moving, you didn't start the dare yet, so its your own fault." "Ok, 3 minutes then, I don't even care." With that he stood up and pulled them down to his ankles. His cock was the same as before but a little harder, it still drooped a bit however and his foreskin was well over the head. "1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . " I counted "10 . . . 11 . . . 12 . . .13 . . ." He was looking straight at me, but, a little vacant, he was thinking about something. I decided this was a good opportunity to check him out properly, he was standing about a meter away from me so I had a pretty good view of his boyhood and at a better angle than before. "30 . . . 31 . . . 32 . . ." It was definitely growing, I could see a little bit of tension on his foreskin now, it wasn't as wrinkled as before for sure. "50 . . . 51. . . . 52 . . ." I saw his head move and he was looking around, he had obviously come to some kind of a decision. It seems that standing around exposed gives you plenty of time to think. "59 . . . 1 minute! . . . 1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . ." I started the count again for the second minute. This one minute mark had obviously been the reason for the vacant stare and the deliberate thinking. With just over on minute on the clock John waddled his legs with his trousers still at his ankles and moved a little closer to me. He done it again, and again until he was standing with his right leg between mine and his left by my knee. "what are you doing" I asked "why have you moved" "you didn't say WHERE I had to stand, you just said stand for 3 minutes, I can stand anywhere" he said His young growing cock was now just inches from my face and I could smell the mix of cock smell with the bath fragrance. I now obviously had a better view and I could see his cock hole from this angle. "21 . . . 22 . . . 23 . . ." I had actually stopped counting but made a vague guess, he didn't seem to care. I could see his hips moving very very slowly back and forth. Not really rocking, just a kind of sway away from me and then back towards me. "35 . . . 36 . . . 37 . . ." I noticed as I counted out loud that his swaying stopped for a moment. I looked up and saw that he was looking back down at me intently. "41 . . . 42 . . .43 . . ." I stopped counting for a few seconds "what?" I asked. "Nothing" he said, "it just feels good that's all". "what does?" I said bemused. "your counting, the breath on my cock feels nice" "oh" I said and continued counting, this time with a little extra breath. "58 . . . 59 . . . 2 minutes" This second landmark had obviously been thought about as well because the second I said it he moved another inch or two closer. This put his cock about a cm from my mouth and the smell had changed more towards cock than bath smell. Something I was deeply aware of as this seemed to trigger some feelings of my own. Whilst staring at his cock I reach down to find my own and move it a bit as it felt a little uncomfortable, and I realised I was now standing proudly up. No half measures this time. I had never even considered other cocks before, but now there was a very strong appeal for them racing through my body. "hey don't stop counting Rob!" Opps, I hadn't noticed I had stopped, I was too deep in thought. "sorry John I didn't notice . . . 20 . . . 21 . . . 22 . . ." I left my own cock alone now and just concentrated on the numbers and the rest of the minute went by quite fast. "59 . . . 60 . . ok your done" I said. He didn't move at first and then as he went to move he quickly pushed his hips forward and bumped his dick into my face, it hit my closed lips and pushed off to the side. Before I could say anything John said "that was for stopping counting, it was a punishment", and he turned around and walked back to where he was sitting. Neither of us really said anything for minute whilst he pulled his bottoms up and took hold of the pen. It landed on me to no surprise. John smiled and stared at my trousers. "I dare you Rob, to take your bottom ALL the way off and sit for 10 minutes whilst we carry on playing the game." I stared at him for a moment considering what he just said, I had mixed emotions about it. On the one hand I was still nervous about this game, specially at taking them all the way off in case somebody came up the stairs, I wasn't sure I could move that fast. On the other hand, it excited me a bit, I was already hard and there was a thrill to having it out in the open and being viewed. "Ok, then! We can use my watch to keep track this time" I said as I checked the time. No complaints from me this time, he had just done 3 minutes with his cock in my face so I was pretty sure I could go 10 minutes. I casually moved about and worked my pyjamas down my legs. John was just watching the show, for the first time one of us was completely exposed, and it didn't feel bad. I tried not to make a point of it and just carried on as normal, picked up the pen and gave it a spin. Balls, it landed on me again, what was up with my luck! John paused a bit longer before saying anything time. Previously it had all been about exposing ourselves, but now I was already exposed for the best part of the next 10 minutes so what was he going to do. "I dare you to play with yourself for 1 minute" This seemed like a logical next step, but I was a bit unsure, this was whole new ball game to just being seen. I held my cock with my fingers and he started counting. I wasn't sure how exactly to play besides just stroking, so I took hold and just moved my hands slowly. "10 . . . 11 . . . 12 . . ." It felt really good, I had wanked plenty of times before by myself but something about being exposed really enhanced the feelings I was getting. I didn't have a whole lot of foreskin so every down stroke would pop my head out for John to see. "30 . . . 31 . . . 32 . . ." I was moving a little faster now and time was flying by, so I quickened my pace some more. John was just watching intently and I saw his hand was fiddling with his own dick inside his trousers, albeit nowhere near jerking. "58 . . . 59 . . . 60 . . ok stop . . . stop!" I looked at him as I slowed down, I really didn't want to stop, but I saw him smile and look down at my moving hand and I took one long last stroke and forced my hand away. "haha ok, sorry, it felt too good I didn't want to stop" "haha, I know what you mean, I love doing it" John said with a smile and another look at my cock. I went to pick up my trousers and then realised I had a long way to go yet. I put them down and turned back to the pen. It landed on John this time. Good I thought, we could get even now. "I dare you to take your trousers all the way off too, and stay like it for 15 minutes!" Unfortunately I could only really make one dare at a time so I would have to hope it landed on him again next time. John didn't say a word and just shrugged, pulled them down and off, put them to the side and turned back to the game. He crossed his legs and I took a few seconds to stare at his cock again, it had been a few minutes since I had seen it but I knew it had to be hard after he had been fiddling and watching me. And I was right, he was proudly erect but his head was still safely tucked inside his foreskin unlike mine. He picked up the pen and spun it round. Damn, on me again. He never got dared twice! John thought a moment, then came out with something a little unexpected. "I dare you, to hold my cock for 30 seconds. You already got to play with yourself for a whole minute, but I haven't had anything yet!" He moved onto his knees so his dick was sticking out and then he gently held his cock with his hand. "come on it's the same as yours, and it's your dare" I hadn't said anything, I was contemplating it, it was a big decision, holding somebody else's cock, my cousins cock. But I had to admit to myself that I wanted to. I wanted to touch it. "OK ok, I'm coming" I slowly moved over and reached out with my hand. I held it in my palm and then reached around with my fingers and held it firmly. I could feel the hardness of it, and the slight twitched from the unknown. And I could finally fully appreciate the shape of my cousins cock. It bulged out in the middle and tapered off towards his tip. "you can move it you know, you don;t have to stay still" John said sounding a little frustrated. "yeah I know I was just feeling it" I said. And with that I slowly started to move my hand up and down on his cock. The feeling was completely different to my own. Considering the amount of foreskin around his cock head, the rest was extremely tight and I could feel every contour of his cock as my fingers moved up over the bulge towards the head itself. Nobody was counting, we was just in the moment for now. I looked up to see his eyes were closed and John was fully enjoying the feelings of my hand. I moved back down over his bulge and this time brought a little of the foreskin with me. I could see a little extra of his smooth light purple cock head and I wanted to see if I could get some more of it out, but his skin was pretty tight. He flinched as I maybe pulled down too hard on it, not being able to feel for myself I wasn't aware of the angle I had moved it too. I said sorry and carried on for a few more seconds before I decided it was probably time up. "ok, I think that's about it" I said "no, I've been counting, 5 more seconds" he looked at me as he said it, I could tell in his eyes that it was a lie for sure, but I kept my hand where it was. I moved it up and down slowly one more time before giving it a final squeeze and letting go. "Thanks" he said. I half laughed "it was a dare, I had to". I spun the pen and it landed on John this time. I was considering what to dare him, did I let him play with himself which seemingly wasn't much of a dare now, or be selfish and demand that he play with mine? The later seemed to be the more daring option, although I assume that like me it was what he wanted me to dare him anyway. "John, I dare you to wank my cock for a minute" He tried to use a stern face, but the speed with which he came over to me said something else. He sat down next to me and reached over with his right hand to grasp my hard young cock. He immediately started moving his hand up down and held it reasonably tight, his motions were a bit jerky and not particularly smooth, but I just tried to enjoy the moment. I decided I would try get back into the game scenario a bit and try to keep things going along so I started counting again. "10 . . . 11 . . . 12 . . ." I closed my eyes whilst I counted and just let the feelings fill me up. Every now and then he would stop and change his hand position, one time about 30 seconds in his thumb swirled around my cockhead quickly, this sent shivers down my spine instantly. I opened my eyes after that but tried not to show any other signs. "38 . . . 39 . . . 40 . . ." With my eyes open I could see what was actually going on. Whilst he was jerking me off, he was jerking himself off slowly with his left hand too. He hadn't seen me open my eyes yet so I quickly tried to think of some response. "45 . . . 46 . . . 47 . . ." and then I coughed. He looked at me. "I see that your playing too eh? Well, your going to have to play with mine for another minute now as punishment, we never said anything about playing with yours did we? That wasn't the dare!" And with that I moved my hands off the floor and laid down fully. He didn't complain, he never said a word in fact he just carried on oblivious to anything outside of his hands. He may have even quickened his pace to be honest. I didn't count this time, I wanted it to go on longer so I was just going to wait for him to realise he overshot the time. His hands were still quite tight and his thumb would still make the occasional swirl around the top. Then when it was probably quite close to the end of the 2nd minute, I felt a hand gently grasp my balls. I jumped up at that and and John's hand quickly left my balls alone. My balls were always pretty sensitive and still are. "Sorry Rob, I didn't mean to scare you, I just wanted to feel" John said with a worried expression. It looked like he was afraid to have destroyed the moment. "It's ok" I said, "you just startled me, you can if you want, but be careful." With that his smile came back and he had a quick feel before realising he probably looked a bit to anxious and let go again. "Ok, it's done my times up" He didn't go back to his usual place to spin the pen, he stayed closer to my area and just made a big enough gap between us to spin it in. Surprise surprise it landed on me. "ok" he said quickly, "I want you to play with my cock for a minute this time. But you have to use 2 hands this time." Before I could reach out to hold his cock, he started to move and change his position. He surprised me be standing up in fact, and came that little bit closer to me as well. I reached out and held his cock for a moment, and then realised I was supposed to be using both hands. I gently held his balls for a second and then looked up to see an approving nod of the head come from him. And with that I started jerking him off, again with his cock not being much further than another hand away from my own face. I squeezed his balls gently as a I stroked his fat cock, and after about 30 seconds I realised that I was enjoying this a lot more than I originally thought I was. My cock was staying hard the whole time, and besides that, I was mentally pretty excited too. I remembered what he said earlier about my breath and decided to give him a little extra fun. And with that I started to gently blow on the head of his cock. I looked up as I done it and saw his eyes close at the same time. He loved it, and after a few seconds of this I felt him pushing against my hand every time I stroked downwards. He was trying to get his cock closer to my mouth, I had no intentions of letting him inside, but I saw no harm in being a little closer. I leant forwards a little bit and blew at the same time. And every time I blew, I let myself get a little closer to his head. On about the 5th time I was as close as I was gonna get, if moved any closer his cock would have been on my lips. The smell of young cock was strong and it was certainly effecting my thinking. After a few more seconds of this I moved my angle a little bit so I could blow on his balls. I had been gently massaging them whilst I was stroking him and this change in style woke him up. I stopped blowing on his cock and just jerked him a little while longer before calling it off. He looked a bit upset to have to sit back down, but after I span and it landed on me once again he soon changed his mood. His grin came back and stood up right away. I was expecting more of the same. "I dare you" he paused for a moment, "to kiss my cock" I didn't say anything I just looked up at him. He smiled, shrugged and raised his eyebrows. And I guess that was that. I didn't say anything I just quickly lifted his cock and kissed it about half way down the shaft. He seemed to be expecting a bit more, but I had completed the dares requirements so he sat back down. I spun the pen and it landed dead on him. I didn't stand up as was my style. I laid back and calmly said "I dare you to hold my balls gently, wank my cock for 10 seconds and then kiss my cock, on the head" Like me, he didn't say anything, he knew that the dare was set, and we also both knew that we didn't want to stop the dare. So he moved himself about, picked up my cock, held my balls, and got to work. I counted to 10 and on the count of 10 his head quickly dipped down and back up. He didn't let go of my cock straight away, and I hadn't actually felt any pressure on my cock head, just the tiniest of breaths. "Hey, what was that? I didn't feel a thing, do it again, do it properly, you can't cheat John" He gave me a deep look, I couldn't read his mind at all this time. He looked away from me and went down again. This time I felt it. He pulled my foreskin all the way back, turned my dick to face him and then gave my cock a long kiss right on the tip. There was no tongue or anything like that, it was simply just a kiss with tight lips, but I could feel the gentle pull from between them lips as he made a suction and pulled away. He let go of my cock immediately this time and we both sat back up. He wasted no time on picking up the pen and I hoped it landed on him again. I like that. I loved that. It wasn't to be. As was normal, his short dare was over and the focus was quickly turned back on to me. I didn't mind any more if that was how things panned out. John stood up and stepped either side of my legs. He was holding his cock himself this time, gently massaging it, keeping it as hard as he could. "I want you to stroke my cock, and then whilst your doing it, I want you to kiss my balls, and then kiss my shaft, and then kiss the tip" "ok" I said confidently. I reached out and held his cock firmly. I started stroking and then turned my attention to my other duties. I held his balls with my left hand and slowly leaned in as I cupped them forward a bit. Due to my position and him standing up, I didn't have much choice in how I done it. I moved his cock to the side and completed the motion. His cock gently touched my cheek as I kissed his balls softly, but deliberately. Then following the route specified I kissed the shaft and then quickly kissed the tip. "no no no, wait a minute" John said, "that was not the dare, the dare was to do it WHILST you jerked me off, you stopped!" "Fine" I said "i'll do it again" I didn't wait for any more responses. I stroked him harder than before and kissed his balls not so gently. I didn't let go this time to move I just carried on moving my hand firmly. I held his cock towards the head whilst wanking him for the second kiss and managed to find a space to kiss his shaft just below his girthy middle area. I continued to stroke him but this time moved my hand directly to the middle of his cock. As I stroked down and his tight foreskin pulled away a tiny bit more the tip of his smooth pointy head poked out. I leant in and kissed the very tip for about two seconds. I didn't make a particularly hard suction as my wanking was moving his cock head around my lips. It was more erotic than I had first expected and I was sure it gave him more pleasure than he was expecting too. I pulled my head back and a voice from above me softly said it's praises. I had to agree as I was so turned on now, although I was a bit scared of the time as we were well over our allotted limit and I was worried that somebody would storm in at any moment. That being said I was enjoying the extra thrill that gave me. I picked up the pen to give it the next spin, and then I heard a cough. A very faint cough. It came from near the stairs by the sounds of it, the walk up always made our grandparents cough. "Shit!" I whispered, "Fuck!" John said. We both raced to put our trousers back on as fast as we could without making a noise. We heard a hand on the door handle, and the little creak as it started to turn. The light was still on so we could see each other clearly. I was the first to act and laid down on the floor. He quickly copied and we both played dead as best we could. "Hey come on you two, your late. Lets get you two to bed eh." came the deep voice of our granddad. I didn't move at first, but then made a groggy movement, I knew it was best not to get them too agitated as they had a short temper. "come on, move it you two" his voice came again with this I opened my eyes and yawned a bit, putting on my best fake sleepy face. This was to be my room for the night anyway as John has always had the other larger room, even though he was younger he tended to stay here more often. As John got up to leave I noticed his boner was still pretty visible, mine had shrunk somewhat due to the shock of the grandparents but obviously John had been in too much of a hurry to tuck it under his waistband. They turned my light off, said goodnight, John gave me a wink and then they pulled my door to, but didn't close it as was always the way at our grandparents as they didn't like us to wake them up if we needed the toilet. Or in John's case even at this age he still wasn't keen on being in a dark room with the light off. And that was that for the night. Or so I thought. Chapter 2 "Rob" There was a whisper. "Rob" A little louder. "Rob are you up?" I looked up and saw the door was open more than before and I could see a dark figure in the room. "Yeah, I'm up", I said "I cant sleep". "Me either" he said as he sat on the edge of my bed. "I'm bored, do you want to carry on?" he asked. "What if they wake up?" "They wont." he said confidently, "and if they do, I've already pulled my door shut like it was before and its so dark in there that they couldn't see anyway, not with their eyes. As long as we are quiet, I think we will be ok." "Ok then" I said, "but keep quiet, I don't wanna get caught!" "What will we do about the light? How will we see?" I added. We both thought for a second, then John said "It's ok, I kind of see now, can't you?" I had forgot that my eyes had yet to adjust to the dark light. There was a faint light coming through the curtains where a street light was outside. I guess that was enough light to see a pens direction, and more than enough to see Johns silhouette. "ok then" I said "it's my spin" and with that we got off the bed and moved to our previous positions on the floor. I spun and it landed on me again. I guess my luck hadn't changed. "good start" John said "right, we can't really see much, so it's not such a bad dare really. I dare you to take all of your clothes off, and stay like it until the end of the game." I was a bit taken back at first, but then it was pretty dark so I guessed it wasn't so bad really. I took the top off quickly then slowly took my pyjama bottoms off. I just so happened to be standing in the lightest part of the room too, right where the light was shinning through the curtains. I stood there for a second whilst I put my now obsolete clothes onto my bed and let John have a good look. He duly complied. As I sat down my dick came alive a little more. The thrill of being completely naked, and in front of my observing cousin really hit me. I picked up the pen and spun it. Good. It landed on him this time. "Same for you" I said. He didn't waste any time, he was expecting it. Like me he took his top off first and quickly, and then slowly took off his bottoms. Unlike me though he sat down pretty quickly, but I managed to get a decent look of his dick from my angle, the light wasn't exactly hitting it but it wasn't missing it either, and it was still hard. As he span the pen with his right hand his left hand was playing in his lap. It landed on me. Big surprise. "I dare you to lick my cock, a proper lick" My assumption was right, he wasn't lacking in confidence, he just wanted to get on with the dares. My heartbeat was raised and I wanted to get on with things too. He stood up and I got on my knees, we were already pretty close. He took half a step closer and I held his cock firmly. I gave it a few tugs to show that I wasn't scared of any of this any more and then leaned in and licked his cock. I tilted my head a little and opened my mouth wide, stuck my tongue out as far as I could and then proceeded to lick the shaft of his cock slowly. As much of my tongue was in contact as I could get it right until the end. I pulled his foreskin back a little bit to expose the tip of his bell and then pulled it down firmly against my tongue. I let go and went back to my place, I don't think he was expecting the enthusiasm and he moved back pretty slowly. One up! I leant over and picked up the pen to spin, hopefully it would spin a bit more evenly this game, and it did, so far anyway as it landed on him. I stood up with my proudly erect cock sticking out. Confidently I said "and I dare you to lick my cock properly too, all of it" and I gave him a half smile. He knelt and reached for my cock. As usual he didn't waste any time, he leaned in and started licking my balls while gently stroking my hard on. After a few seconds there he moved onto my shaft and slowly licked from base to tip. He looked up after the first lick and I nodded in reply for him to keep going. He moved his a head a little and started to lick from another angle, again from base to tip. Unlike his, my cock head was already well outside my small foreskin where I could be assured it would stay for the rest of the night. Meaning that every lick I made him take would without a doubt give me full contact with his tongue. The reason why I made sure he had to cover "all of it". His final motion was coming as he pulled my cock down as far as it could go and then started to lick from base to tip directly on top. As he neared my head John pulled my foreskin back nice and tight and then proceeded to lick my tip. He opened his mouth wide like I had done and flattened his full tongue against my throbbing end. I closed my eyes and enjoyed his tongue as he pulled my cock hard across it. It felt good. But before I could enjoy it too much it was already over and he was sitting back down. I took my seat and gave him another smile, he smirked in return and picked up the pen. As he spun I noticed he had changed hands and was now using his stronger right hand to stroke himself. I joined him as the pen was spinning, and sure enough it landed on me. He stood up and took the half a step over to me. I was still playing with myself gently and he noticed it. For a few seconds we both just stroked ourselves, me sitting and looking at his cock being pumped next to my face, and him standing looking at the distance between his cock and my face. Finally he spoke, whilst still playing with himself of course (as was I). "I dare you, to stroke my cock, play with my balls, and lick my bell end for one minute." Damn, I thought to myself. I was hoping I would be able to continue stroking myself during the next dare, but all hope of that was gone with the ball playing. I didn't let go of my cock right away and John didn't like that, he started slapping his cock against my face and telling me to stop. I carried on for a few more seconds and a couple of times his cock passed against my lips, that was enough to bring back my lust to play with him and not myself, although I would have preferred both together. I let go, knelt up and took hold of his cock. As I started stroking him I took hold of his balls and gently blew over his cock head. He closed his eyes at this, and then I started the real work. I slowed my strokes so I could get a good connection and whilst massaging his balls below I rested the tip of his penis on my tongues and massaged it all around it whilst I stroked him. A few times I swirled my tongue around the top and got a happy groan in response. As I continued tiny beads of pre cum finally started seeping out, and together with my saliva this was just enough to start helping his tight foreskin down a little. I poked the tip of my tongue where his foreskin met his head and slowly swirled my tongue around there gently edging it back little by little. I was a pretty sure a minute was up by now but I had a goal that I really wanted to finish. Finally revealing his full head. A few more flicks of my tongue took it to the edge of his head and then with a final downwards stroke and a strong lingering lick across the top, the foreskin eased itself over and quickly tightened around the base of the head. Now he was fully exposed, my goal was complete. I gave him one last swirl of my tongue and then let go. His smooth dark-pink cock head lingered near my face and I watched it carefully, just before he moved back to his place I gently blew on it and John took hold of his cock and stroked it for himself as he moved back. Sitting back down I started stroking myself, picked up the pen and took my turn. Normality resumed and it landed on me again. John smiled and stood back up, stroking his cock next to my face once again. I continued to stroke my own whilst he gave the next dare, I hoped I could keep stroking myself. For sure I was enjoying it, but I needed my own pleasure too. My thoughts were interrupted, "I want you to put my cock in your mouth for 30 seconds". I was a little surprised, but not too much, I was nervous and yet I was both happy and excited too. He moved forward a bit so his cock touched my lips, and then I opened them and allowed his cock into my mouth. It only came in about an inch or so and rested on my tongue. I didn't know what to do so I just let it sit there in my mouth. The whole time I was still jerking myself off and the new experience was working wonders on my own cock and sensations. It was probably about half way through the time when I felt him move and slide his cock in about another inch. I liked it deeper, it felt good, and my own cock responded too. I moved my head and this time took in another inch or so, this was the most I was going to get for now without it causing me some problems, even though mentally I wanted more. But then the time was up, I backed off and let my tongue flick the head it on its way out. John had noticed I was stroking my own cock the whole time so now he knew for sure that I was enjoying it myself. I picked up the pen whilst still casually jerking myself off. God dammit, it landed on me again. I was sure this pen was weighted or something now. Either way I just wanted the game to continue whoever the dare was for. I noticed that John hadn't stood up which was strange, then he spoke up. "I want you to play with all of me. I want you to lick my balls. Lick my cock. Kiss it, jerk it, suck it. All of it, and I want you to do it for 3 minutes, I will count", and with that he laid down. I started to move over, this was new one for me. It was going to be long, and exciting, but it also meant I couldn't really touch myself either. Once I was between his legs, I leant down and kissed his balls. Then I kissed his shaft and his head. I held his cock and licked his balls then traced my way up to his head again with my tongue. I repeated it again but this time sucking one of his balls quickly, which got a groan in response. When I reached his head again I allowed my tongue to swirl around a few times, and then gave it a final hard lick before taking the tip into my mouth once more. I closed my lips around it and flicked the tip of my tongue around his cock head. After a few seconds of this I tried to suck the tip a little bit and then moved my head down further. It felt really good to have it in my mouth, so much excitement, I reached back whilst I worked on him with my tongue to grab my own member, it was as hard as it had been all night, even with the lack of attention it was solid. I was jerking his cock in my right hand, my cock in my left hand, and alternating between sucking and licking his cock head and shaft. After about a minute of that I stopped playing with myself and concentrated on his, I wanted to work him up so I jerked him off harder and gently squeezed his balls. I then stopped jerking him so much and took him further into my mouth this time, I remember how much I had liked it before so I took it in a little deeper than I probably should have at first and ended up having a mini gag on it. "aaah, that felt so good Rob, do it again please" Who was I to argue? It was my dare after all anyway, and besides I still liked the feeling of it being deeper in my mouth, even with the little gag it was still enjoyable. So I wanked him off for a few seconds and held the fattest part of his shaft firmly. I really loved the shape of his cock, specially when it was hard, the strange irregular shape just seemed to make me more interested in it and I wanted nothing more than for it to be back in my mouth. So with that I kissed his cock head, swirled my tongue around his tight foreskin, licked his shaft a few times and then took it back into my mouth. Just like before it made me gag a little, but not too much, I didn't go too deep so I could do it again. This time it went a little deeper though and I had to pull it out completely. As I was jerking him off he said "ok, three minutes is up" And with that I quickly lowered my head and took it into my mouth one last time, I wanted to savour the feelings and emotions for a few more seconds. He didn't complain. I didn't go too deep this time I just played with it in my mouth and sucked on it gently for quite a while, eventually I decided to stop, but just before lowered my head and allowed myself gag on it quickly. I pushed my head down a little feeling his cock go deeper and then it hit, I gagged and backed off. I tugged him one last time and licked his cock head then sat back as he leaned up. I think we were both pretty pleased with dare in the end. When he finally sat back up he was smiling and stroking his cock. As I went to pick up the pen we heard a noise from near the door. Oh no! They were awake! We listened quietly for a second and heard somebody walk from one end of the landing to the other end, then heard the bathroom door close. We stopped holding our breaths and John stood to go back to his room quickly before whoever it was came back out of the bathroom, in case they decided to check in on us. John was about to pull his trousers up and walk away when I reached out and grabbed his cock "not so fast". I spun the pen and it landed on him. I smiled and looked up, "I dare you to sleep naked tonight, I'll bring you these when I wake up" And with that he dashed out of the room and I quietly rolled into my bed and drifted off to sleep holding my rigid cock. Chapter 2 The next morning when I woke up I was still hard, and had ended up sleeping naked too. I quickly threw my clothes on and went to go give John his before breakfast. As I went into his room he didn't say anything, he must have still been asleep. I gently shut the door and walked over to his bed. "John" No reply. "John?" "John wake up its morning" Still nothing. I got onto my knees and gently shook his shoulder, he moved a little but still didn't really wake up, but my movement had caused his covers to fall off of his shoulder. Seeing the bare skin reminded me of my final dare to him and I guessed he had actually gone through with it. I decided I wanted to check fully and told myself that if he woke up I'd just say that to him. So carefully, without trying to wake him up this time, I started to move his covers down on one side. As I did so I put my right hand underneath and laid it on his stomach. I slowly started to move that hand downwards together with the covers until my hand was resting on top of his cock. Still hard, still naked. I gently took hold of it and decided that I was gonna wake him up this way, hopefully after last night it wouldn't be too much of a surprise for him, but I couldn't be sure. Either way I gradually started stroking his cock which was still hidden beneath the covers.