Tom and Charles; second cousins

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My father was a very busy man, working in the office of a large stockbroker, and he was off again on another especially long one of his business trips. My mother had just got word that one of her good friends was getting married in Las Vegas, and she was to be a bridesmaid. I'd never met this lady, and as it was in Las Vegas this wedding was strictly no kids allowed. I'm 18 and think of myself a man, but my mother would not hear of it. As she looked for a nanny or a friend to look after me for the long summer month in which she would be gone, I was getting more and more worried that she'd end up sending me to a private military academy. Fortunately, she called all of her relatives, and a rather distant one was he only one who returned the calls. Charles, her cousin, and so my second cousin, would be happy to take care of me at his mansion, which was only two states away. They had been close as kids, but hadn't talked in a while, and I had only met him once before, at a family reunion. As we drove up the 1/4 mile long drive way that led to his house, my mother told me that he was lots of fun, but don't do anything crazy or rude and be really nice to him, because he was very rich and might put me in his will. My mother was late for the wedding event, so she basically walked up to me to the mansion, rang the door-bell, shook hands with Charles, and left. Charles seemed perfectly happy to see me. He showed me to my room, where I dumped my suitcase, and then we played ping-pong while we waited for our Chinese take out. After lunch, he showed me around his mansion. He had a huge house, with like 50 different rooms, and a lot were really old and empty. He had a swimming pool, a walk in closet, a room for video games, computers, a room for skate boarding with a half-pipe, a bowling alley, and even a built-in home theater. When he asked me what I wanted to do first, I replied that I was a little tired from the two hour car ride and would just like to watch T.V. 'To the home theater it is!' he replied.

'Well, what do you want to watch?' he asked. 'I don't know', I replied.

'How about something rated R? Is that ok? I bet you never get to see anything like that at home!' 'Alright, I guess, what do you have?' 'Well, it's a surprise, but I'm positive you'll like it.' he said, as he led me into the home theater. It was basically a 3-person couch with two side tables with several remotes on it, and of course then 20-foot projector screen. 'This is insulated really well, and has perfect surround sound, so when you're watching movies, it's like you're actually there.' 'Cool,' I replied as we sat down on the leather couch. He pulled open one of the many drawers in the side table next to him, sifted through lots of DVDs, and finally selected a completely blank one, which he quickly popped in to the machine two feet away. I sat, excited, on the edge of the couch, watching the giant screen. It started immediately, with no previews or DVD menu, so I new this was an unusual movie. It started as two women just standing there in a dark room. They looked pretty hot, and they were very young, but older than me. Then music started softly and strobe lights started blinking as the women started stripping. It was a porn movie! 'Wha..' I said, as my blood pressure and attention soared up, as did me penis. Soon I had a total erection, and as the women started rubbing their boobs and fingering their privates I felt the sweet wetness of pre-cum in the inside of my underwear. As I looked down through the cooing and moaning, I realized it was soaking through my jeans. Charles was watching the movie, and kept looking back at me, too. I longed to touch my penis, even though I'd never masturbated before, I had a deep urge to now. When I shifted my position, my hand brushed against my penis, which was making the front of my jeans a damp pyramid. It tingled and I felt terrible pleasure. I closed my eyes and touched it again in the dark theater, and then the sound went mute. I looked up and the movie was a blank screen, and Charles said, 'Oops, sorry, I'll try to fix that. Do you like it?' he said as he walked behind the couch to the DVD machine. 'Yeah, it's really ah.., it's ok,' as I tried to cover up my wet patch on my jeans while also trying not to touch my penis in his view. 'There we go.' he said. I turned around to face the screen again, but it was blank. 'Um, it's not..' but before I could finish, Charles hands had grabbed mine and forced them behind my back. I heard a soft clink as something very cold was locked around my wrists. 'What the, what are you doing? Hey!' I said as Charles jumped over the couch and hand-cuffed my ankles also. I tried to fight, but even with my arms not locked behind my back he was still stronger than me. 'Stop it! What is this?' I asked as he pulled me down onto his lap. 'You can yell and scream as loud as you want, but this room is well insulated, like the rest of the house. It's at least two miles to the nearest anything, so don't even think about resistance. You don't even know the right direction to run away too. So just cooperate, ok?' he said. 'What are you doing? Why?'

'Well,' he replied, 'I haven't had a sexual partner in quite some time, partly because I'm gay, and partly because I live in the middle of nowhere. I think you can help me with that, can't you, Tom?' He patted my dropping bulge, causing it to spring up again. 'I'll go get some materials for the festivities. Wait here.' He stood up and walked out the door. I sat up and tried to hop up, but just managed to fall of my side. I was still lying there when he retuned with a small box. 'Here we go. First, off go the clothes.' He opened the box and pulled out a pair of very sharp scissors and just cut off my shirt and my pants as I yelled for him to stop until I was left shivering in my slightly too small boxers. My penis was still poking up, and the whole front was soaked with my pre cum. 'Cute boxers, but they're just not my style. Let's try these ones.' He pulled out a pair of very small whitey-tightey underwear with red trim and blue trucks on it. I looked at him with a face of total horror while he shook the underwear that was probably made for third-graders. 'Don't worry, they stretch a little.' He pulled me onto the couch as I screamed and yelled, unlocked my ankle cuffs, and pulled off my soaked boxers. As my naked body writhed on the couch, legs flailing, he pulled up the extremely tight underwear on me and then locked my ankles to a 2-foot long pole with cuffs at each end. 'Now that you are ready to go, lets move to another room. Here a gag just for fun.' He stuffed my too small soaked boxers into my mouth and tied it around my head with cotton cord. My own pre cum tasted bitter in my mouth as I walked in the corridor and down a flight of stairs, led by Charles strong hand. It was a dark room, but when he turned on the light, there were lots of chains and handcuffs all over. He led me over to a part where the ceiling gets low and chained my handcuffs to a link in the ceiling. 'Have you ever cummed before, Tom?' 'No, what's that? Let me go!'

'Well, you'll find out. Are you sure you've never masturbated or had sex or anything?'

'What are you going to do to me!' He just laughed and dimmed the light. 'You're practically naked, so I'll turn up the heat.' He turned it up and then smiled gleefully. 'Now's the fun part!' He pulled off his shirt, unzipped his pants, and then I noticed he had a huge erection in his underwear, too. I started getting really worried and started yelling, but he just pulled off his underwear and showed me his manhood. 'My cock's 7 inches long, how's yours?' 'What?! What's a cock? Ah! Stop! Stop!' He pulled down my really tight underwear, revealing my now unerect circumcised penis. 'Come on up, come on up!' He stroked my penis and then went to a cuboard me and returned with a hand full of oil. He applied some to my rising penis and some to his much larger own. Then he rubbed the rest of it on my nipples and started feeling my pubic hair, my pride and joy. He had a lot more hair than me to, and while I was telling him to stop and thinking about that, I felt the tip of his oily penis at the base of my back bone. He grabbed my penis and started to slowly push his uncircumcised cock into my butt. I was horrified and in terrible pain, but my penis responded my leaking pre cum all the way down my penis until it trickled onto my balls. 'Cumming can be a little painful at first, and you'll probably cum twice before I do, but don't worry, we have an entire month and more to get it right. Here we go Tom!' I screamed as he pushed violently back and forth into my butt while stroking my nipples, balls, and penis, and biting my hair. I felt somthing move in my balls and penis that I had never felt before and soon I could tell something was going to give or I was going to explode. As my second cousin moaned and laughed behind me, I slowly got worked up. 'Ah, ah, ah, ahh, ahoo, ooh, oh, oh, Oh, Oh, OH, OH, AA AA A A A A A AAAA AAA AAAA!' I cummed and cummed and Charles keep pushing and pushing and as I struggled I soaked the floor around me, and the rest of my cum trickled down my legs into my butt and onto the tight underwear constricting my legs. 'Oo, that feels, good, ready for it again?' I was ready to stop, and I felt no joy this time, but as Charles rapidly into me, I felt something stir again. 'Oh oh oh God!' I knew this was going to be a living sex hell for me and there was only more to come.

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Wild White Boy | 05 Apr 2010

I hope that was only the introduction, cause There's still at least 29 more days of story
left to go!

Thomas | 14 Apr 2008

Not my best work, but it only needs revision at the end. It's the driveway thats 1/4 of a mile long.

Lew | 08 Apr 2008

It could have been a good story, but definitely needed some proof reading. In the beginning it stated that uncle Charles lived two states away, but that the drive there was only 1/4 of a mile.

Maybe a revision?

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