Just to explain, my eldest brother was old enough to be my father, which is why he had kids around the same age as me. In fact, I was an uncle four months before I was born.

It began when I was fourteen and my nephew, Jeff, was eleven. His hormones had just kicked in and, boy, was he a horny little fucker. Whenever we had big family parties we all stayed over at my brother's house, and Jeff and I shared a bedroom. I always slept naked and because of things like showers at school, I hadn't given it a second thought - but Jeff was more than curious, he was horny! He was fascinated by my bigger cock and pubic hair, so I let him look as much as he wanted - on the condition he stripped as well. No problem, he was well up for it. As soon as I saw his silky-smooth hairless little dick, I was as hard as a rock, and his eyes were popping out of his head!

I reached over and took hold of his beautiful, tiny penis. At first he giggled and said it tickled, but when I started to rub him up and down, his little cock started to react. He started to gasp - he wasn't laughing any more - and I stroked him to a beautiful dry cum. I asked him to rub my still-throbbing cock and, at first, he was a little reluctant, so I took his hand and wrapped it around my prick. He got the idea, and it wasn't long before I was pumping out boy-spunk all over my belly. I scooped some up and licked it off my fingers and asked him if he wanted to taste it. He got a tiny little drop on the end of his finger and put it in his mouth. He grimaced and said "Yuk!" - he never wanted to try it again!

In later sessions I sucked his stiff little cock to orgasm many times, and when he was twelve he started to pump out thin, watery boy-juice, which I couldn't get enough of. But he would never suck me, sadly, so mostly I would cum on his little cock and balls and lick it off - I love my own spunk, always have!

This went on for two years until my mum re-married and we moved away. I've seen him a few times over the years, but we only ever managed one adult session - he still wouldn't suck me though, the spoilsport! He's married with his own kids now and I think, as far as he's concerned, it never happened or, if it did, it was just childhood exploration. But I've had many, many wanks dreaming of that tiny, hairless, eleven-year-old stiffy in my mouth. If they ever invent a time-machine, I'd go back and do it all over again.

I have just one regret. If only that little boy had sucked me . . .