Dressing with my cousin

I waited until we were alone and dressed. I told him I wanted to be shown how to suck, like he did. He had me get on my knees and slowly stroke his legs, working my way up. He told me he’d tell me before he climaxed, in case I didn’t want to swallow his cum.
When I got to his panties I couldn’t stop, I had to taste him. I shut my eyes and put him in my mouth. Slowly, I worked him in and out, deeper and faster. I became lost in the feelings and when he said he was going to climax, I couldn’t stop sucking and swallowed when I felt the hot cum shoot in to my mouth.
The taste was salty, but like nothing I’d ever tasted before. I kept licking and sucking on him until he was hard again. He looked down and told me I was a “good cock sucker” and it sent a trill through me. After that I knew how it felt to get pleasure from giving someone else pleasure.
This went on for three more years, until my cousin left to go in to the Army. I tried to go back to my “male life” and hid my feelings, but couldn’t get that feeling out of my head. I’d relive it over and over when I’d masturbate. Even when I had my first girl, I’d think how wonderful it would be, to have his cock to suck on, as I pounded into her pussy. This went on until I went to college.