Cousin Surprises Me at Night

When I was younger, my family would often go to my grandparents house for big holidays such as Christmas and Thanksgiving. There were only three bedrooms, so all the kids had to sleep on the floor. All five of us had a blast playing together during the day, but little did I know what the night held in store for me. Later that day, we were all tired out. Before long, all the parents got tired after a days worth of football and dragged themselves to bed. All five of us grandkids had to sleep on the floor in the living room, so we were all pretty cozy. I had always been slow getting to sleep, so I heard the sound of snoring begin around me as I started to drift off. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my back. I let out a quiet gasp. I looked over to see my cousin Skylan right next to me. He shushed me as he slid his hand under my shirt and traced his finger slowly down my back. I let out a quiet sigh as I shivered. Skylan withdrew his hand and lightly pushed on my side, signaling me to roll over onto my back. I naively wondered what he was up to when he slid his hand into my pajama bottoms. I was about to yell at him when he started squeezing my soft penis. I slowly lost all tension in my muscles and let out a long, shuddering sigh. It felt so good, I didn't want it to stop. After several minutes, however, he withdrew his hand. I sat there a moment longer, then opened my eyes and asked why he had stopped. He whispered, You have to do it to me too. I looked at him uncomprehendingly for a moment. He rolled his eyes and grabbed my hand, slowly pulling it over and placing it on the bulge in his pajamas. I gasped; I could tell he was much larger than me just by feeling the bulge pushing against his pajamas. Finally I got the picture and slid my hand into his pajamas and did the same thing he did to me. Skylan let out a moan as I began squeezing his dick. After a moment, he grabbed my forearm and started moving it up and down, signaling me how he wanted me to masturbate him. I started rubbing with my own power and he let go. After a moment, I asked him if he could squeeze my wiener again as I remember saying it. He rolled over and started to do what he had earlier, only he did it longer. I sank farther and farther in the blackness of pure pleasure, when he stopped again. I started to ask him why he had stopped again, when I felt him slide down my pajamas and underwear. At this point, we were still under the blanket, so I couldn't tell what he was doing. I felt something hot and wet envelop my dick. Suddenly, I realized he was sucking it with his mouth. The concept was so weird to me at the point, I almost asked him to stop. However, the longer he did it, the better it felt, even better than what he was doing earlier. As time progressed, I started to get a burning sensation deep in my groin, but one that felt sensational. I started to moan quietly in spite of my attempts to remain quiet. The sensation built upon itself until it peaked and my dick started throbbing repeatedly. Slowly, the sensation started to fade leaving me feeling warm and satisfied deep in the very pit of my stomach. After a few moments, Skylan asked me if I would do the same for him. I told him the whole concept of sucking his dick was a little too weird for me, but I would be happy to continue rubbing his dick. I could tell he was disappointed, but he was satisfied with me finishing him that way. As I continued rubbing his dick, he began to moan as I had. I felt his dick get harder in my hand. Suddenly, his dick began to throb and I felt something hot and sticky cover my hand. At first, I thought he had peed on me, then I remembered the sex ed class we had had in school. I laughed at myself for thinking he had peed on me; I was just surprised as I hadn't ejaculated semen at that point. Skylan rolled back over to his portion of the floor, and we both went to bed feeling satisfied and exhausted at the same time. Later that weekend, another cousin, Skylan and myself got into a game of truth or dare that eventually let to more experimentation. That, however, is a story for another time