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One Thousand Apologies - Part 1

Date: 10/8/2014, Categories: True Story, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, First Time, Incest, Masturbation, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Young, Author: Joe Long, Rating: 93, Source: sexstories.com

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was around 8 the next morning when mom called upstairs, “Joe, Paul’s on the phone!”. Life as an only child allowed me some luxuries such as wearing boxers as I made my way down to the kitchen to answer the phone. “Joe, put some clothes on and come down to the playground to shoot hoops with me.” I wasn’t much of a basketball player, as I think my brain is wired to throw everything like a baseball, but it was nice to have a chance limber up in the cooler morning air. It was still only 65 out as I threw on some sneakers, shorts and a t-shirt and headed off to the old elementary school two blocks away, midway between my house and Paul’s. Paul was already hitting the ball off the backboard when I got there, and without turning to look greeted me with “So what’s up with your psycho cousin?” Paul was a smart-ass but I could always trust him for a objective analysis of my life. “She’s not pyscho, just a little bit out-spoken, I guess” I responded as Paul passed me the ball, but my shot nearly missed the entire backboard. “Well, I might have taken her up on that blow job, but I don’t really look good in an orange jump suit.” Is there something that attracts me to out-spoken people? Maybe it was my fear of offending someone, especially an object of my affection (or should I say lust) which made me admire people who didn’t have those fears. I also don’t care for factual ... inaccuracies “She didn’t say SHE was going to give you one, just that you looked like you needed one.” “True, I’ll have to give her credit on that one” Paul said as he hit all net. “Don’t look at me, I’m sure as hell not going to blow you.” This time I did miss the backboard and Paul went to chase it down. Returning, he gave a big smile as he asked “So when are you going to tap that?” “She’s my cousin, for Christ’s sake.” “Oh don’t tell me you haven’t thought of it” Paul said as he gave me a hard two hand pass, and then continued ”but yeah, you’re not getting anything off of her. You two look like an old married couple sitting out there. She’s got you whipped already, lover boy. You still a virgin? I think you need to let off some steam somewhere, and I’m not talking Lady Palm and her five daughters.” I banked the shot in, my first and only of the morning. “Well, now that I scored, I’m going home to get a shower. See you later.” ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- We played Coke that night out at the park, and Dave was getting his first start as a pitcher. Before the game I was shagging balls in left field and Dave came over to chat. “Hey man, Hannah was telling me how you hook up with chicks on the CB.” I gave him this frown. “I wouldn’t call it hooking up, but yeah, you can get on the radio and see if they want you to stop by somewhere for a face to face.” “Well I don’t know my way around town yet, it’s hard ...