My Buddy's Cousin

Lunch Time, Beach Time, Shower Time

Victor and I showered up in the same shower of course. But we were pretty spent after our last session. We washed each other and explored our bodies. The white fuzz on Victor's body was fun to watch when it was all wetted down. Victor liked the circle of hair around my navel. Victor had a part in the hair of his pits, but I didn't. This is what we did - just explored and felt like buddies with no secrets. Once he was wet and soaped up, I realized Victor was more muscular than I thought. Good looking dude. Sure, we were hard together, but we were more into becoming bros than trying it on again.

Clean and dressed. Since Bobby had taken the car, and Kurt had taken one of the bikes, Victor and I had a choice between the tandem or one man bike and one woman bike. Victor took the lady bike and I took the other one. The tandem would come in later.

We rode to the country club where Bobby's parents' had an account. They knew I was 21, but Victor was only 18, so I was offered a drink, but he was not. Out of respect, I declined. On the whole five-mile ride to the club and throughout lunch, we didn't talk about anything we had just done on the floor of the bedroom. I was afraid Victor wouldn't be cool about it all, since it was his first time. But he was.

We rode back to the house, having decided to go to the beach. We changed into swimsuits and since Victor had fair skin, he asked me to cover him in suntan lotion. For some strange reason, I hesitated, as though it would be too intimate. Victor looked me in the eye and said, "Dude, after everything we did this morning, just fucking rub the lotion all over me." So I did. Of course we both got hard.

We went to get on the bikes again, but Victor said, "Fuck this. We ride the tandem to the beach and tease the girls." There we were on the yellow tandem, Victor on the front steering, me on the back peddling harder. We wore nothing but our swim shorts and flipflops, towels over our shoulders. Just like he said, Victor was feeling like a real ballsy man.

We set the tandem down, laid out our towels, and went for a swim. Once again, as Victor came up out of the water and pushed his hands through his sandy-blonde hair, I realized he was a lot better-looking than I knew that morning. Sure enough, some hotties came to chat us up. I was always the charming one, but now Victor was confident.

People, especially girls, had always made fun of his name. But today, Victor was in charge. He told one girl who asked, "It means 'Winner' and that's what I am, a winner." I had never seen him like this. But I was also looking down at his crotch, because he was half-hard the whole time. Confidence had a sexual effect on him.

We stayed on the beach until the sun was getting low. The girls said there was a bonfire party (Victor had never been invited to those before). I said that I would come. One of the girls said we both should come. Invitation granted, Victor and I mounted the tandem to go home, much to the girls' amusement.

With his new-found strength with the girls, I was fairly certain Victor and I were done together. Which was fine, because I didn't know what to tell Bobby when he came back. As we were riding home, and I'm watching Victor's back and calves flex - all of which I experienced that morning - I realized I didn't want our relationship to end. He went from shy to charming in one day, and I was turned on.

We hung the bike up in the garage, and since we were covered in sand, we went to the outdoor shower. Once again, Victor and I stripped and started washing and massaging each other. But out of nowhere, Victor asked, "You said before you tasted Bobby's cum. Did you give him a blowjob?" I hesitated and I stammered, "Well, yes...once or twice...but I wasn't any good at it." Victor put his hands on my shoulders and said, "I want my first blowjob from you."

No waiting, I dropped to my knees under the outdoor shower and started to suck his dick. I was honest when I said I wasn't any good at it, so I tried my best. I grabbed his ass cheeks to pull him in. I rubbed his shaft, cupped his balls, worked his taint. It helped that Victor's erection stuck out at a 90-degree angle. And it wasn't too much time before I could see his abs and his treasure trail flexing, and I knew he was ready. Then this huge explosion of cum blasted into my mouth. This was a shitload more than Bobby ever blew. I tried to swallow, but Victor kept cumming, his dick kept throbbing, and I thought I would keep going until he was done.

When Victor finally finished cumming, he collapsed laughing over my shoulders as I knelt in front of his dick. I felt pretty good that I had done some nice work, since the first two times I blew Bobby it needed an extra handjob. And then Victor proved why we were fast becoming best friends.

I was rock-hard and dripping after blowing Victor. He pulled me up by the armpits and dropped to his knees, and I knew what I was about to get. This was going to be something Bobby had only ever given me once - a blowjob through to cumming in my buddy's mouth.

Obviously Victor had no experience, but that was OK. After I asked him to back off on the teeth, it got better. Then the sensations built from my crotch into my abs, while my nuts got tight, and I knew he was going to get my load. I grabbed Victor by the shoulders and pulled him close while I came in his mouth. He never took his hands off my shaft or my butt. I rubbed his back while I finished squirting, and he swallowed like a champ.

Now we were both that much closer as buddies. We finished showering off, got dressed, ate food out of the fridge, and got ready for the beach party. Even though we didn't talk at all about what we had just done for each other, we knew there was another session to come...