My Buddy's Cousin

Bobby and I had been roommates for three years; and we'd been hooking up for all three years. We hadn't gone all the way...yet. That would come when we were seniors. But we were constantly horny and either got it on in the shower or on the floor of the social room pretty much every day when our other roommates were in bed.

Every summer, we'd go to his parents' vacation house on an East Coast island for a couple of weeks. The summer between our junior and senior years, we had the house pretty much to ourselves, since his parents were on an anniversary trip to Europe. But his younger brother and his younger cousin were going to stay with us. Not a big deal, since Bobby and I were the "college guys" and his brother Kurt and cousin Victor were only going into their senior year of prep school. Both had turned 18 in the spring, so Bobby and I didn't care what they did. They weren't our responsibility. Besides, we were both 21, so we partied on the beach or in the town bars.

One night, Bobby and I got home from the bars all horny and he wanted to hook up. We were really good at dick-on-dick humping. We would get naked and make out, hard and slick, and then he'd like back and I'd get on top. I did all the work, but it felt amazing running our hard dicks up against each other. The heads sliding together was the best. There was also a lot of nipple sucking and armpit licking.

Bobby wanted to get it on, but we had to be sure Kurt and Victor were asleep. Well, they weren't just asleep, they were passed out from having gotten into our beer. Still, Bobby wanted to do it outside next to the pool, so they couldn't hear us making noise.

No trouble. Bobby and I were buck naked under the moon on a lounger beside the pool. I'm on top working our throbbing cocks together, and I throw my head back to get some air after an intense make-out and body licking session. Through the glass door into the house, I see Victor, Bobby's cousin, standing there watching us. He was only wearing plaid boxers, and his hand was down them, working up and down. Nice - our first audience.

Bobby and I finished covered in sweat, spit, and cum; we went to the outdoor shower and cleaned up, and then went to bed. Part of the reason Bobby wanted a long session was that the next morning he had to take the ferry back to the mainland and do a week of mindless work at his dad's firm, primarily so that the people there knew that the boss's son was part of the team while the boss was out of town.

Bobby and I stayed in the guest room together; his brother Kurt and cousin Victor stayed upstairs in the "boys' bedroom." Bobby got up early, we showered together, but were both too tired to do anything more than scrub and rub each other down. Then Bobby drove off to catch the early ferry and I went back to bed.

I woke up to the sound of yelling, as Kurt and Victor fought about something. Then I heard Kurt yell about being late for the game and the front door slam. I thought I'd roll over and sleep some more, but the bedroom door opened and Victor came in, still wearing just his plaid boxers. I was naked under the sheets after the shower, but I didn't care. Victor sat on the side of the bed and smiled. "Can I ask you a question?"

Victor was just a little over 18, slim but with wiry muscles, and sandy-brown hair. He had this fair fuzz all over his body where the hair hadn't grown in and gotten thicker and darker yet. But he had a nice treasure trail, hairy legs, and hairy pits. He also had perfect, dark nipples - not too big and not too small.

Victor said, "I watched you and Bobby last night." I put my arm back over my head, showing him my bare chest and hairy armpit. "I caught you watching. Looked like you were taking care of yourself at the same time." Victor laughed and said, "I was and I made a wet mess of my boxers right when you and Bobby came."

"I hope you liked the show." Victor asked if that was Bobby's and my first time. I said it wasn't and explained to Victor how Bobby and I had been hooking up for a couple of years. Victor was really curious about what we did; and without any shame, I explained to him all of our techniques and styles for getting each other off.

By now the bedsheet was down to my waist and I was sitting up against the pillows. Victor was sitting next to me, cross-legged on the bed, with his hard cock making a tent of his boxers and a large wet-spot forming on the plaid right over his penis head. Victor blushed all the way from his forehead to his chest as he looked down at his dick and asked very shyly, "Do you think we could try some things?"

He was hot. His boldness was hot. His curiosity was hot. And we had the house to ourselves for several hours before Kurt came back from the double-header he had to pitch for his baseball team. I said, "Sure what do you want to try." His answer was EVERYTHING.

Victor had already admitted that he had no experience but with his right hand. He had tongue-kissed a girl at a prep school dance, but since the school was all boys, he only saw girls on weekends, and then not much. I said no problem, why don't we start with a handjob since that's how Bobby and I started when we were freshmen.

"Really!?" Yeah, let's break you in the right way, I told him. I said I'd get some lotion, and he needed to get naked and sit on the floor with his back against the bed. When I came back in from the bathroom, naked and hard and unashamed, Victor was standing there covering his dick with both hands and smiling with embarrassment. "What's up?" Victor responded, "No one's ever seen my hard dick before." I said with ballsy confidence to reassure him, "I'm about to jerk you off, so get that thing out and let's get to work."

We sat on the floor, Victor with his back up against the bed. I wrapped my hairy legs around his waist and he draped his hairy legs over mine and around the small of my back. "Let's do some geography of the penis first: shaft, feels good but not the focus; head, where all the sensation comes from; taint, under your balls and part of the shaft, feels really good." And then I slid his precum up and down against the underside of his penis head and told him this was a man's penis g-spot. He trobbed, arched his back, and groaned as even more precum slid out. Then I knew he was ready.

I lubed up his dick with the lotion, adding it to his precum. Then I told him I had two surprises for him. Victor wanted to know what they were, but I said then they wouldn't be surprises. He put his hands on my shoulders, stared at my hard cock and said, "I'm ready, let's go." I said, "You just have to tell me when you know your gonna cum, so I can speed up and work the head."

I stroked him nice and slow at first, to build up that total body tension. But as I watched his tight abs flex, felt him grip my shoulders tighter, and heard his breathing get deeper and faster, I knew he was close. Then Victor yelled, "Fuck! I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" And I reached under his taint that I had been massaging with my left hand, and I shoved my middle finger up is ass, pulled his throbbing dick toward my chest and stroked him to climax.

Victor's who body was shaking while he came. His legs tightened around my waist. His nipples were hard, his hips bucked, and he shot seven thick ropes of cum onto my bare chest while I laughed out loud and stroked him until he couldn't take it any more.

As Victor sat back against the bed and relaxed from his first handjob, he said, "That was fucking awesome! I'm guessing the surprises were the finger up my butt and letting me cum all over your chest." Got it in one, buddy. The finger is called the "Dirty Bird" and Bobby loves it. And since I watched you lick your own cum off your hand last night, I thought you'd like to see where all of your shots went. "And now I can lick my cum off you, right," Victor said with a smile.

I laid on my back as Victor, still throbbing and dripping, licked most of his cum off my chest. And then we got ready for our next session together...