Fat Cousin Moves in

“Babe it is only for a year. He is in a completely different State and He will be paying rent.” I said trying to convince my husband that my cousin wouldn’t be too much trouble.

“Ugh… Fine. I want that year thing in writing though and he has to help a little around the house.” He said as he reluctantly agreed to the terms.

It wasn’t that my cousin was bad or fought a lot with my husband. It was because my cousin is a bit of a stereotypical fat slob, so I understood why he was concerned. My husband Tyler and cousin Jay couldn’t be more different. Tyler is 5’4”, slim, fit, extra clean, and smooth. Jay is 5’10”, what us gays would call a fat bear, and always had subtle musk to him as well as didn’t upkeep his living space well. He was family though and just because he was not our kind of gay doesn’t mean we can’t help him out right?

The moment he got to us there was tension. So it became my mission to get them to get along better. Jay would be with us for a year while he saved for his own house so no point in being standoffish, right? So we were about a month in and Jay had asked me what he could do to soothe my husband.

“Well, he is always complaining about his neck hurting. You should try to offer a massage. You went to school for it originally and I know your beefy hands are good from you practicing on me.” He looked concerned still but said he would try.

Later that week things started to change for the better it seemed. Tyler began to lose his aversion to closeness to Jay.

“You two seem more comfortable. What changed?” I winked at Jay already knowing what Ty would say.

“We talked through some things. Jay even gave me a massage. Did you know he did that?” he sounded like he still didn’t believe it himself.

“Yes, babe. He used to practice on me. I am glad you enjoyed it so much.” To which he blushed a bit. Probably because he realized how much he was over reacting now.

“I did…” he trailed off.

“My pleasure Tyler. I was just trying to help.” Jay said half spooking Ty from behind. We laughed at his reaction and settled in for a movie.

Jay took the couch and brought a blanket. I made us popcorn and sat on the love seat with Ty. As we enjoyed the movie Ty made a wonderful show of his progress by deciding to share the blanket with Jay and move onto the couch. The movie was funny but sometimes Ty or Jay would make odd sounds off approval at the wrong time. They must have similar senses of humor.

“That was a great movie, right guys?” They agreed enthusiastically.

“Jay could you give me another massage? I think this old couch messed up my neck again and some of my back.” Ty said as he stretched.

“Its kinda late babe…” I said worried he might start abusing my cousin’s kindness.

“Its okay. I didn’t wanna go to be yet anyway. I’ll take care of you Ty. I have some more oil in my room lets get you loose.” Jay seemed fine with it so I let them do their thing while I got ready for bed.

I took a shower and brushed my teeth. About 15 minutes later I was ready for bed. Went to check on them and realized they were not in the living room. Of course, he would probably just do it in his room. So I walked over there to find the door locked. The sound of soothing music playing through the door seams. I pressed my ear to it, wondering how long they had been at it.

“Ugh…ugh.. yeah right there.” Softly Ty’s voice came along with rhythmic creaking of the bed.

“making me work harder…haha…” Deeper than Ty’s my Cousin’s voice came clearer. Must be giving him a deep tissue style. No wonder it is getting moans like that.

“Creak. Squeak. Creak. Creak. Ugh… MMMM… Right there.. yesss…” Damn that sounds good. I need to remember to let Jay get in me like that.

“Ready to finish…get you to my cousin!” oddly there were slapping sounds mixed in with the bed creaking. Maybe a new technique he picked up.

“oooo…fuuuck! Yes!” higher pitch… I only ever her that when I am really hitting his prostate during sex. Damn that must be a good massage.

I knew they would be done soon, and I was tired so I headed to bed but this was just confirmation that my idea was correct to break the tension. I am sure they will be closer than ever now.

 

1 month later:

Now that my cousin is fully settled in and my husband finally warmed up to him we all have felt much more like back in college. We all naturally started to wear less around the house, and it was summer too. We have a pool in the back with a privacy fence so no need to be shy really. I expected a bit of push back from Ty when Jay came out the first time in boxers that were a bit on the tight side, if I am honest. Nothing happened though and as if to tease me for thinking he was still a fatphobic guy he wore thongs around the house shortly after that. Which I was not mad at, but I did try to tell him to no make Jay uncomfortable, after fucking him in them of course.

He seemed extra turned on lately too. Usually feeling prelubed by the time I got home, which never let me last all that long inside him. I wondered if Jay ever jerked off to listening to us fuck. Even when Ty tried to keep it down he was at least as vocal as when I heard him getting that massage, which Jay told me was a deep tissue massage with his own twist. One day I came home a bit earlier than usual and knew right away they must be at it again.

“Oh fuck…Feels so good… deeper…” Ty wimpered. This time the door was cracked so I could see some of Jay’s bed. The lights were off and the music was low. I could make out their bodies as my eyes strained to adjust to the dark room.

“You love getting stretched like this now that I am here huh… haha…” Jay said in a lower voice than normal.

“Hey guys. I got home early. Sorry to interrupt your massage honey!” My cheery voice startled them.

“Ugh! Babe. You are home… Ye…Mmm..yeah I really needed Jay to give it to me..” I could barely make out that he was looking at me so I smiled back.

“You are on your back babe. You working his hamstrings Jay?” At my comment Jay leaned forward and seemed shirtless as well. If I didn’t know any better they would look naked to the less informed, but from this angle Jay’s fat was probably hiding his underwear.

“MMMMmmm for sure Cuz! Don’t try to come in though. I had to move my dresser cause the lu…oil fell behind it. Your boy is a slut for oil… haha” He started moving again which elicited moans from Ty and got the bed creaking. “anyway we just started. When we are done I will  move it back.”

“Sounds good bro. I am gonna get dinner started.” I said back but was ignored for Ty’s whimpering and the bed creaking. The last image I could make out before walking to the kitchen was Jay really stretching Ty’s leg almost to his head and leaning over him.

The kitchen was not that far from Jay’s room and with the door kind of open I heard it all. The sounds Ty was making were a bit more lude than I would imagine for normal massages. Lots of “oh fuck”; “harder”; along with deeper moans. That wasn’t entirely his fault though, Jay seemed to encourage him to get louder.

“That’s it. Tell me it feels good.” Came into the kitchen carried on his deeper voice. “Stretch you deeper than you ever had before.” All while I was boiling some water for the pasta.

“Smack. Smack. Creak. Bang. Oh! Fuck. I love when you do that.” If I didn’t trust my cousin’s skills I might think he was going a bit rough. That and it was undeniable that Ty was enjoying himself. Now that the pasta was cooking and the other Items were in the oven I walked over to just peak in on them.

They had switched positions. Ty and Jay were facing away from me, and I could see their feet were closest to the door, just barely. Jay’s bulk was moving fairly vigorously on top of my husband. “You are still so tight, Ty.” He said.

“Dinner is almost done guys. Are you?” I didn’t want them to feel rushed, but they would need to wash all that oil off before eating.

“Yeah *grunt* I think we are about to finish. Right Tyler?”

“Yes babe.” Tyler said and then breathily “I love you.”

“Love you too babe! Give him hell Jay. He can take it.” I said before walking back to check on the food.

Creak. Creak. “ugh…ugh… ugh…yesssss… hmmm” Smack. Bang. Bang. Smack. “fuck… tight….nngghh..” Creak. Smack. Creak. CreakCreakCreak. SmackBang……Silence……Relived laughing.

I tended to the food; happy they sounded like it went well. It is a wonderful feeling knowing your husband gets along with close family. Took them another 5 minutes to come out but it was the most relaxed I had seen Ty in a long time. He also looked so sexy that I knew I would need to get into him later tonight wearing my favorite light blue thong. Jay looked exhausted as well and his remarkably long cock was showing semi hard in his own boxer briefs. I don’t blame him with how hot my husband is and the sounds he was making. He would probably jerk off in the shower before sitting down to eat tonight.