Teaching Takumi

Hana Nakamura made a sound of disgust and scornfully tossed aside her nephew’s sex education pamphlet.

What a joke, she thought. No wonder his teachers are too embarrassed to discuss the material in class.

She began playing with the loose ends of her kimono belt as she thought about what to do. Her sister Tori had asked her to have “the talk” with her nephew Takumi. His father had died several years ago and Tori hadn’t felt qualified to discuss male sexuality with him. Since Hana was a nurse and the only other adult who had Taku’s complete love and trust, she’d readily agreed to help educate the nearly 12-year-old boy.

Takumi had come to stay with her for the weekend, just as he’d done many times before. He enjoyed all of the fun things to do in the city and his mom appreciated having some time for herself. Hana’s busy schedule at the hospital left her little time to date. Although she had many girlfriends and made enough money to have a luxury flat and all the latest fashions, she got lonely at times and looked forward to his visits. They’d formed a close bond over the years and she wanted nothing but the best for him.

Well, the best way to learn about sex is by doing it, she decided as she took a last sip of warm sake and stood up. She’d showered and wrapped a short crimson kimono around her naked body just before sitting down to read the pamphlet, so she felt as relaxed as she was ever going to get.

Takumi had gone into the shower after her and was still in there, so she put her plan into action by going to her closet and finding another small kimono that wasn’t too girlish. Then she snuck into the bathroom and left it on a hook, taking his pajamas and shed clothing with her.

Takumi always washed himself carefully, especially when he was staying with his beloved oba-chan. He made sure to use both shampoo and conditioner in his glossy black hair, then carefully scrubbed his armpits until he could only smell soap when he sniffed them. After lathering his body, he carefully washed his bottom until the crack felt smooth and clean. Then he carefully washed his feet, making sure to scrub between every toe. Finally, he gently pulled back his foreskin and washed his penis thoroughly.

He was proud of how much his penis and balls had grown in the past few months and expected to find his first hair down there any day now. Unfortunately, it wasn’t today.

As usual, inspecting his still-hairless penis made him start thinking about sexy stuff. Oba-chan had been wearing a very sexy dress that day, showing off her nice legs and breasts. He’d felt very honored to walk with her on the street and see all the men looking at her, then at him, wondering how she could possibly have an 11-year-old son. His Young penis began to harden as he remembered all of his secret glances into her cleavage today. His eyes were at the same height as her small but well-formed breasts and he’d taken every opportunity to admire the view.

Just as his boy cock came to full hardness, the shower water began to cool. He barely had time to rinse the soap from his smooth little body before it went completely cold. His little love wand was completely soft by the time he turned off the water.

Takumi carefully dried himself with a big, fluffy towel, then looked for his pajamas. He was surprised to find that all of his clothing had been replaced by a black kimono. It was a nice surprise, though.

“Mmmm,” he murmured as he rubbed the silky fabric with his soft, small hands. He took the kimono off its hook and caressed his velvety cheek with it, purring like a kitten. Then he put it on and twirled around, enjoying the smooth, glossy feel against his hairless body.

He left the bathroom and found his oba-chan propped up with cushions on her bed, watching TV. Her face lit up when she saw him wearing the kimono. Grinning hugely, he walked over to stand proudly in front of her.

“I just love this!” he told her.

“You look very handsome in it, Taku-kun,” she replied with genuine appreciation. “From now on, you can wear it whenever you come over.”

“Thank you, Oba-chan,” he said and hugged himself, rubbing the supple material against his hairless chest.

“Come sit next to me, Taku-kun,” she said, patting a spot on the bed beside her. He immediately hopped on and snuggled up to her.

Hana wrapped her arms around the soft, warm boy and hugged him tight. She sniffed his clean hair, enjoying the smell of the shampoo mixed with his light musk. She felt his warm breath between her breasts and realized that she’d practically buried his face in them. He seemed very content with that so she just nestled her cheek in his hair and hugged him tighter, rubbing a hand along his warm back.

Takumi sighed happily as he gazed into his beautiful aunt’s soft cleavage. She was wearing a crimson kimono like his. The bright color cast a rosy glow onto her light olive skin as the small, gentle swells of her breasts rose and fell with her breathing. The points of her nipples were prominent underneath the soft fabric. His heartbeat quickened and his mouth watered as he admired them. They made him wish he could remember suckling on his mother’s breasts when he was a baby.

A few wonderful minutes later, he felt his aunt reach under a pillow next to her and pull something out. He recognized the sex education pamphlet as soon as she brought it into his view. With a groan, he fell back onto her encircling arm and put his hands over his blushing face in embarrassment.

“Did Kaa-chan ask you to talk to me about this, Oba-chan?” he mumbled through his hands.

Hana stroked the boy’s chest comfortingly, noticing as she did so that his kimono had opened to the point where she had a side view of his semi-firm penis and scrotum. The skin was several shades darker than his stomach and thighs, a sure sign of puberty. The young penis looked to be about the length of her index finger and twice as thick in its current state. She was sure it would be even larger at full hardness, too. His scrotum was hanging fairly loosely, bulging at the bottom with a plump testicle about the size of a large grape. There wasn’t a hair in sight to obscure the wonderful view, either.

She hugged him close and pulled his hands from his red face. He rested his head on her shoulder and looked up at her with his big, dark, almond-shaped eyes as he waited for her answer.

“Yes, she did, but I was happy to do it because I love you and I know we can have a good discussion about it. Was I right?

He met her eyes and smiled.

“Yes, Oba-chan. I love you, too.” Then he put an arm across her tummy and gave her a squeeze, snuggling closer.

Hana felt a strange sense of disappointment when his kimono closed as he shifted back toward her. His sweet little boyhood was just too adorable. The virgin skin had looked so soft and delicate that she could have admired it forever.

“So can you tell me what you learned from this,” she asked him with an encouraging squeeze.

“Hmm. Well, when a girl is 10 to 12, she starts getting an egg in her tummy every month.” he said thoughtfully.

“OK, what else?” she asked, giving him another gentle squeeze.

“When a boy is 11 to 13, he starts making sperm.” he offered.

“Good,” she said approvingly.

“If a boy puts his penis into her tummy and squirts his sperm in there, it will swim to her egg and fertilize it. Then a baby will grow inside her tummy. Nine months later, the baby will come out of the hole where he put his penis.”

Hana gave the boy a big hug and a kiss.

“That’s very good, Taku-kun! You got everything right.” At least as far as the book went, she qualified to herself.

“Oba-chan, I have some questions,” he said tentatively.

“Ask me anything, Taku-kun,” she said.

“If I can’t make sperm yet, will I pee instead?”

“Not at all,” she assured him. “When a boy is intimate with a girl, his penis gets hard. It’s called an erection. When he has an erection, only sperm can come out.”

“Oh yeah,” he said. “Sometimes I wake up in the morning with, um, an… erection. When I do, I can’t pee until it goes down a little.”

“See, there’s your proof. Now you don’t have to worry about accidentally peeing in a girl.” She said with a giggle.

He giggled along with her and gave her a squeeze.

“Oba-chan?”

“Mmm?”

“How does a boy make his sperm go into a girl’s tummy?”

“Well, he just rubs it in and out of her until he gets so excited that it just comes out all by itself.”

“Oh. Does it feel good?”

“Oh yes, Taku-kun. I’ve been told that it feels very good.”

They snuggled quietly for awhile, listening contentedly to each other’s breathing.

“Oba-chan?”

“Mmm?”

“Does it hurt to have a boy put his penis in your tummy?”

“Oh, no, Taku. It feels wonderful. It only hurts a girl if it’s her First Time. Then you have to be very gentle when you put it in. In fact, you should always put it in gently.”

“I will, Oba-chan. I promise.”

She smiled fondly down at him. “I know you will, Taku-kun.”

He cuddled still closer against her shoulder. She caressed his upper arm for awhile, then his side. It wasn’t long before she found herself feeling his pelvic bone and the soft, warm buttock behind it. His bottom was round and firm, but not yet muscular. It felt very good against her soft hand. She felt his own hand wandering up and down her side, causing his arm to swing between her breasts and abdomen. Her vagina began to swell and tingle as it lubricated. A glance at his kimono showed a prominent bulge just above his waist. Things were going well.

“Oba-chan?”

“Mmm?”

“It says that some 11-year-old boys can make sperm. I’m almost 12. Do you think I can yet?”

“It depends on how far into puberty you are.