My Cousins Cabin

While we rested nearly exhausted in the canoe, I realized my face was mere inches from his tight wet faded dick bulge. I found myself oddly attracted to staring at it while we talked. I knew he was watching mine as well, because his eyes were just inches from mine even though my shorts were not as tight, tattered or worn, BUT my dick, was super rock hard. I saw that his tattered shorts threads broke and split apart and a only a mere few centimeters to being able to see his junk, as I wanted to stroke that fine soft exposed hair, shit I’ll say it, I wanted my mouth and tongue right in there, fuck these are such gay thoughts, what’s wrong with me?

We got back to the cabin in time for dinner and our birthday celebration, we all sat out on the porch drinking as we watched the dusk turn into night.  Kev and I were under age but we were in the secluded woods and our parents shared the beer with their sons as an 18th birthday celebration. When our parents went to bed, Kev and I continued to celebrate our 18th out on the porch, where we fell asleep in our chairs. About midnight or 1 am in a cool night air chill, we woke each other and stumbled into the living room and the two of us tried to open that damn sleeper sofa, tripping over each other while we finally managed to get the job accomplished, for the first time he slid his shorts off, his naked ass facing me and slid on some tighty whitey briefs and flopped down on the bed otherwise naked, I too took off my shorts and laid alongside him in only my boxer briefs, inside with the smoldering heat of the woodstove, it was still too warm to wear a shirt and to hell with any sheets or blankets, we were toasted in more ways than one.

Just prior to dawn, before anyone was awake, I began to stir, and the first thing I realized, I was “Big Spooning” him with my arm over his naked torso around his waist. I lay idle, wondering how to get out of the situation without bringing it to his attention or waking him. Then I realized, my naked chest was pressed up against his naked back as I held him fairly tightly to myself. Shit! My next realization came as I realized he’s holding my wrist! So the hand that’s around his waist is being held by his hand, but he’s still out cold. I pause again to think, but still take some time to enjoy the situation, feeling his firm back pressed against me, skin to skin, the warmth being generated, his hand holding mine. UT OH, My morning wood is now more than wood, pressed into that nice firm ass cheek, surely if he woke he would feel it, the more I thought about it, the harder I got and it’s movement to attention surely would be felt. I paused again and began to wiggle my fingers, and sure enough they were stroking through his soft treasure trail, it was exhilarating and now I was horny as hell. I pressed my nose briefly into his shoulder and smelled his salty scent, I wanted to lick him but restrained myself. I tried to figure if I reached out to him to hug him last night or if he grabbed my wrist pulling me over. Regardless of how we got to this position, I was embarrassed and needed to escape. So my quick response to escape was I coughed aggressively, and bounced away from him as I quickly got up scurrying toward the bathroom, hoping he didn’t have time to open his eyes and see my tented underwear sprint across the room.

I waited some time, hoping my erection would subside, and when I finally got out of the bathroom, Kev was sitting up on the edge saying “It’s about damn time” as he exclaimed he was about to go outside to take a pee. He stood with his morning wood poking straight out of those tightly whiteys as he quickly moved his hand to make adjustments. I threw on a pair of shorts, he came out of the bathroom asking if I had made coffee, so I got up and started to. As I did, he stood, dropped the undies, bare ass, and slid those cut offs back on, commando of course.

We sat on the porch drinking our java brew as he asked me if I slept ok, I answered “Yeah I guess so, I’m just not used to sleeping with someone else in such a small bed”. He laughed and agreed, then mentioned the spooning,… shit I thought,… he knew, he said “Yeah, but it felt so right and relaxing I stayed that way with you, but one thing, next time can you keep the boner under control” as he laughed and I turned red with embarrassment. It obviously didn’t bother him at all.

The folks woke up and headed to town for the day, while Kev and I hung out by the dock again, his parents were heading home this afternoon and he thought he’d leave either tonight or Monday. So we basically we still had the day to continue our celebration.

We decided to take the canoe out again, but first I ran back to the cabin for some sunscreen and 2 six packs of beer that we hung overboard by a rope to keep them cool in the water. We paddled the canoe out to what we used to call our “Private Island”, or “Captain Blys Never Land”, not too far away, but far enough from shore to be hidden and private, unless you had binoculars. We beached the canoe, grabbed the beers and headed to a high rock ledge nestled in the shade of some tall pines, as the two of us sucked down several beers, basically having a great relaxing time, it was our last summer, and we didn’t want it to end.

Suddenly Kev needed to “drain the vein” and stood up while unbuttoning his shorts and lowering the zipper, his cutoffs being so tight, he had to wiggle them down past his ass cheeks exposing that smooth untanned white moon towards my face as he arched his piss stream over the edge of the rock ledge into the lake, then slightly arching his back making it hurl toward the sky before streaming downward where the stream turned into large droplets as it scattered near the bottom before splashing into the water. I yelled at him, “Dude, not in the damn lake man, we got to wade in there soon”. He laughed and then unexpectedly he turned towards me, still peeing, saying “Why you want me to piss on you instead?” as he streamed toward me just missing my feet as I jumped up and backwards.

But there it was!.... There it was!..... Kev’s dick, air bound, unfolded, as his left thumb pulled the zipper base down under his balls, exposing them too, and then his right fingers began to shake the droplets from his slit, then he seemed to squeeze the head in a rotating motion before the final shake. There it was…. My eyes were fixated on it, damn for the first time I wanted to touch it, I wanted to explore it closer, and to see those dangling balls puffed with tufts of blonde hair protruding from each side. His nut sack and shaft was white, while the head was dark pinkish almost kind of purplish, and much larger than I remember. Then I realized it, I’d been standing there for what seemed an eternity, just staring, but Kev was also still just standing there, exposed, still rubbing the shaft between his fingers, now long finished peeing, glancing down from it, back up to me. Was he flirting with me? Was it an invite? Heck we’ve had enough beer, but Kev is straight, isn’t he? No way at 18 is he trying to experiment, especially with me, his cousin.

With that I don’t know why but I walked toward him, unzipped and said “It’s my turn now” and whipped dick and balls out, and began peeing over the edge, as I cupped my balls with my left hand and tried to replicate Kev’s piss stream display into the air. My dick was slightly harder than wood but not fully erect, at least not yet, but I felt it growing in my hands, as I noticed Kev, now still exposed, his shorts down around his knees, now defiantly stroking as he watched me pee.

Our eyes met, as I’m finishing, he’s still staring at mine, I’m staring at his, we’re subconsciously comparing them, in my mind they’re about the same all around except my brown wirey hair to his soft smooth blonde. Now his is growing harder, as was mine, we turn toward each other, only about a foot apart, as we continue to massage our members to fullness. No words were spoken, but we each simultaneously took a step toward each other, now inches apart and eyes still fixed on each other’s dicks, we both released our grip on ourselves and reached out for each other’s, I took his dick shaft in my hand, it was warm and smooth as I felt the bumps and veins and then ran my thumb over his head ridge, where it meets the shaft, I could tell at that time he clenched his ass cheeks as I gently continued to squeeze it, then I slid my palm down as I cupped his nut sack, first I noticed smooth, soft, pubic hair, where mine seemed more coarser. Then I rotated his balls in my fingers, applying a slight pressure and squeezing, until they slid out escaping my grip, allowing the front to back sack to sack squeeze of the soft pliable wrinkly skin. Here we were feeling each other up.

We began to move back toward the trees, still with dicks in hands, his shorts now to his ankles as he stepped out of them, I did the same, him naked now, me with only a tee shirt we sat on the cool rock in the shaded tree line as we began to jerk each other firmly now leaning against the trees. We calmly but cautiously continued as he asked, “You want this”? I said “I don’t know, do you want me to”? He said “Hell yeah, I thought you’d never ask” with that we both smiled and cautiously moved to a 69 position, as we continued to jerk each other, then I was eye to slit with his dick only maybe 2 inches away as I stuck out my tongue and gave the head a lick, and pulled away slightly as I continued to jerk him, checking for his reaction, and he did the same, as I watched his head between my legs. After a few more mere tastes we proceeded to go further and we both went full fledged blow job on each other. Wow, it was the best and furthermore I didn’t mind him in my mouth either. I began licking, sucking, twisting and turning, with plenty of spit and a free hand to massage his nuts, all while having myself serviced in the same way, fuck I was so close I couldn’t resist anymore, I wanted the sensation to continue but the willpower wasn’t there, as I yelled, “I’m Cumming”, but Kev continued, I tried to pull away from him so as not to cum in his mouth but he forced me in further. Is he going to swallow? I thought, sure enough he swallowed like a pro, gulping each volley down as quickly as I could muster the next one, when I was done he came off me slowly taking time to get any left on my shaft and then cleaned the head and slit as he looked back up at me with his dimples and white teeth on that tanned face saying, “I liked it, I like you, I really wanted to do that to you since you got here”. Now I had to ask, “Have you done this before”? He cautiously admitted, yes he has, in fact many, many times, then he told me outright he was gay and has been sending me shuttle hints, and he thought he’d finally try harder, after all he was leaving and we were going off to college, so if it didn’t happen, then it didn’t happen, but if it did, then wow, and it did.

Then he asked how I liked it, and I replied “Shut up and put that dick back in my mouth so I can finish you off, and then I’ll let you know”. So I began going to town on his dick again as he lay there fully enjoying it, I grabbed his ass cheeks with my hands and pile drove that rod into my mouth, and not to be outdone I took every last drop that he pumped into my mouth, choking slightly as some escaped to the ground. I told him it was my first time with a guy and I did really like it, and I surprised myself when I swallowed too.

Kev said he’d stay at the cabin longer if I wanted, and we could try some other things, and oddly enough I told him I was willing. He spent the rest of our week with us, and we convinced my parents that we would stay by ourselves for a third week and Kev would drive us both home, oddly with no concerns whatsoever, they agreed

We had a great 2nd week mostly “outdoorsing” around with each other cause my parents were still around, and we gained the extra bedroom, which separated our sleeping arrangements during that second week. But the two of us just imagined what our third week could be like.

To be continued