Raul and I would occasionally meet to mess around. It mainly consisted of jerking each other off or me sucking him off. Nothing more, at least not yet. I wanted to go further, I mean we'd already gone this far.
From my car to the front door, I was shaking. No matter how many times we met up, I still felt the same nervousness and excitement. I loved it so much.
I walked into Raul's apartment. He had left the door unlocked for me. I made sure to lock it once I was in. The inside was dark, except for a small dim lamp at the furthest end of the living room. It provided enough light for me to make my way to Raul's room.
I forgot to mention, it was 1 in the morning. One day, Raul mentioned a random fantasy he had. He wished to be woken up from a blowjob in the middle of the night. So there I was, ready to fulfill Raul's fantasy. I'd do anything for him.
His bedroom door was slightly ajar. I looked into the room as I removed all my clothes. Raul was deep in sleep, or so I hoped he was so that it would be a real surprise. He was underneath the bed sheets. I could tell he was shirtless, but I wondered if he was bottomless.
After having fully undressed, I snuck in as quietly as I could. I reached the end of the bed and stuck my head under the covers. I made my way up to Raul's dick. He was wearing some loose boxers. I pulled his dick out of the front fly and began licking it.
He wasn't hard at the beginning but as I licked his cock head, he began to grow. He grew into a big juicy Mexican chorizo. I tasted the saltiness of his precum. I felt as his body became aware of my act of servicing.
Small moaning began as his body translated the outside stimulation into his dreams. His hips began to thrust forward in a clumsy motion. I reached my hand up to grope his pec. It was rock solid as he flexed his body in response to me pleasuring his dick.
I treated Raul's dick like an extension of him. I kissed it softly then slipped my tongue down his cockhole as if I was French kissing Raul. I deep throated his cock as if we were passionately making out.
His body pushed away from me as a sign that let me know he was getting close. I kept sucking his cock head and stroking its base. He pushed and pulled away from my mouth, but I kept going.
I felt another dose of salt as he continued leaking. His dick was as hard as I had ever felt it. My fingertips felt some of the thicker veins against the warm and wet shaft.
Raul mumbled and let out small gasps as he lost control. Then the biggest load Raul had ever produced was released. I was no match for the flow and while I attempted to swallow most, some of it squirted all over my face and his body.
Raul was going to have to clean his sheets as all of this had happened while I was still under the sheets. Raul was breathing heavily. I moved up out of the blanket and placed my hand on his right pec for support.
He looked at me with the biggest smile. "That... was... so... hot." The pauses were him trying to catch his breath. He looked at my face in surprise. "Is that my," Raul started to ask but then stopped to lick my cheek to confirm his suspicion.
He kept licking my face as he cleaned his cum off of me. It seemed like he was avoiding my lips, but then he made a big lick across my lips. I opened my mouth to show him that I had swallowed some of his cum and that I still had some left over.
Raul paused as he stared at my mouth then looked into my eyes. Then in the next instant, he smacked our lips together and I felt his tongue push its way into my mouth.
I felt his tongue swirl around the walls of my mouth. When his tongue met mine, they wrestled around in a dance of lust. Raul rolled over so that I was on my back and he was on top of me. He kissed me more, pulling at my lips with his, until... he stopped.
He hung his head in the air right above me. I felt some of his hair graze my chest. There was silence and a disappointed sigh.
"I'm sorry. I've taken this too far," he mumbled.
I was confused. "What do you mean?" I asked
"I kissed you, Adan. No- we made out. That's not. That's not..."
I didn't know how to react or how to respond, but I attempted. "We were just fooling around. There's nothing wrong with that." Or is there?
"Exactly, we were fooling around. But that doesn't or shouldn't involve kissing. Not for us. We're..."
"Cousins? I mean, technically we're second cousins." I clarified somehow thinking it would change things for him.
"No, it doesn't matter. We shouldn't kiss. Kissing like we did is reserved for more intimate moments."
"Then we won't kiss. We can just keep doing what we've always done." No response from Raul. My heart sank into my stomach.
"No, I think we should stop this. All of it." Raul looked up to meet my eyes. He looked sad and disappointed. Disappointed at me? Feelings of hate and disgust at myself resurfaced. What had I done?
I struggled to slide out from under him. Raul moved himself and the blanket to the side. Before I left the room, I looked back to see Raul spread out across the bed, his dick somehow still semi hard as it stuck out of his cum spilled boxers.
I didn't care to meet his glance. I just took in his body and dick as another mistake in my life. I closed the door behind me. I was thankful I had left my clothes outside his bedroom.
I left Raul's apartment close to tears. I was disappointed in myself. Disappointed that I had somehow seduced my cousin by force. I knew it was a mutual decision by the both of us, but in the moment, it felt like I was mainly at fault.
I was determined to put this behind me. It was a mistake, we both came to that conclusion. Now it was time to move forward. No more lusting after my hot cousin.
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