Sayre nearly had his eyes pop right out of his head. The fifteen year-old had always remembered his cousin Sammi as being your average girl. She had always been a kind of tomboy. She would play sports and he didn't think he had seen her in a dress since they had been in kindergarten. But Sammi had never really stood out in anyway. Today Sayre's cousin was going to get noticed.
Sayre and Sammi had been not only cousins. They had been best friends. They had gone to different schools and lived on opposite sides of the city so the pair had not always the time to spend a lot of time together. Then Sammi had moved away with her parents about a year ago. Outside of some e-mails and a text here and there they had for the most part been busy with their own lives and lost touch with each other. But Sammi and her family were back. They had just begun the process of moving and last night had been the first spent in their new house. On the phone last night Sayre had promised to stop by and walk with her the five, or six blocks to school. He would show her where her new classes were and introduce her to her friends.
But a year when you're a teenager can make a big difference. Sammi wasn't the only one that had changed. Sayre was the sophomore class president. Hey! But he also had his very first girlfriend. Tho the relationship wasn't going well. Dawn had turned out to be bitchy and rather possessive. Sayre began to lose interest in the last month, or so, and avoiding her and hanging out with his friends. Six months and they never got passed kissing. By the time lunch rolled around Sayre just might be a free agent. But as he and Dawn had drifted apart he learned a bit more about himself. Sayre had always noticed boys and had fooled around a few times with his buddy, Brian. Nothing major just playing like most boys his age do.
Sayre was an inch or two shorter than most of the boys in his class. The boy was thin and he thought a little too cute. His dick was average he convinced himself, but really it was on the small side of average. The pubic hair at the base of his dick was sparse and the rest of him was pretty much as smooth as a girl. He was a pretty boy, not a jock. Still he was one of the more popular boys in the whole school.
His friends and other boys who hadn't been having too much success with girls began to notice him as nice to look at maybe someone to hook up with and use in place of a real girl. His best friend Marty took the next step. He would lay on Sayre with their pants pulled down and fuck him between his thighs like it was a pussy. Marty always came a lot. Most of it soaked into the bed sheet, but some ended up between the cheeks of his ass. Last week a little farther they went with Sayre sucking off Marty, twice. Brian also started taking notice of him again. Lately it seemed that he was taking a feel of his ass every chance he had when no one was looking. The other friend in their clique, Joey, was so far uninvolved with them, but never talked much about girls.
So the four of them arrived at Sammi's doorstep. Sayre was dressed in a pink button up shirt that was tucked into his worn blue jeans. He was breaking away from his usual khakis. The jeans he knew showed off his ass best. Sayre had longish brown hair that he seemed to be always pushing out of his eyes to go along with big chocolate brown eyes.
He knocked.
"H-hey, Sam," Sayre stammered, seeing his cousin dressed in all black. And those were boys jeans. And tight too. The black tee she wore was a bit more loose, but it was obvious Sammi had decided today would be a braless one. The black eyeliner. The jet black hair. The girl liked black nowadays it looked like. Then there was the snake bites in her lower lip.
Sayre and Sammi had been not only cousins. They had been best friends. They had gone to different schools and lived on opposite sides of the city so the pair had not always the time to spend a lot of time together. Then Sammi had moved away with her parents about a year ago. Outside of some e-mails and a text here and there they had for the most part been busy with their own lives and lost touch with each other. But Sammi and her family were back. They had just begun the process of moving and last night had been the first spent in their new house. On the phone last night Sayre had promised to stop by and walk with her the five, or six blocks to school. He would show her where her new classes were and introduce her to her friends.
But a year when you're a teenager can make a big difference. Sammi wasn't the only one that had changed. Sayre was the sophomore class president. Hey! But he also had his very first girlfriend. Tho the relationship wasn't going well. Dawn had turned out to be bitchy and rather possessive. Sayre began to lose interest in the last month, or so, and avoiding her and hanging out with his friends. Six months and they never got passed kissing. By the time lunch rolled around Sayre just might be a free agent. But as he and Dawn had drifted apart he learned a bit more about himself. Sayre had always noticed boys and had fooled around a few times with his buddy, Brian. Nothing major just playing like most boys his age do.
Sayre was an inch or two shorter than most of the boys in his class. The boy was thin and he thought a little too cute. His dick was average he convinced himself, but really it was on the small side of average. The pubic hair at the base of his dick was sparse and the rest of him was pretty much as smooth as a girl. He was a pretty boy, not a jock. Still he was one of the more popular boys in the whole school.
His friends and other boys who hadn't been having too much success with girls began to notice him as nice to look at maybe someone to hook up with and use in place of a real girl. His best friend Marty took the next step. He would lay on Sayre with their pants pulled down and fuck him between his thighs like it was a pussy. Marty always came a lot. Most of it soaked into the bed sheet, but some ended up between the cheeks of his ass. Last week a little farther they went with Sayre sucking off Marty, twice. Brian also started taking notice of him again. Lately it seemed that he was taking a feel of his ass every chance he had when no one was looking. The other friend in their clique, Joey, was so far uninvolved with them, but never talked much about girls.
So the four of them arrived at Sammi's doorstep. Sayre was dressed in a pink button up shirt that was tucked into his worn blue jeans. He was breaking away from his usual khakis. The jeans he knew showed off his ass best. Sayre had longish brown hair that he seemed to be always pushing out of his eyes to go along with big chocolate brown eyes.
He knocked.
"H-hey, Sam," Sayre stammered, seeing his cousin dressed in all black. And those were boys jeans. And tight too. The black tee she wore was a bit more loose, but it was obvious Sammi had decided today would be a braless one. The black eyeliner. The jet black hair. The girl liked black nowadays it looked like. Then there was the snake bites in her lower lip.