Milo
My name is Milo Russo. I’m eighteen years old and just graduated from high school, and I'm about to start college this fall. I have one older brother he’s two years older than me but my family is huge. I'll get back to my family in a bit.
I stand at 5’9 I’m 155 lbs I have brown hair, brown eyes with moderate body hair, and my cock is uncut and around 9” I also have a nice round bubble butt. I was on the swim team in high school and plan on being on the team in college.
I knew I was gay at an early age. Growing up in the South even in today’s time I wasn’t sure I wanted to ever be out. I haven’t told anyone besides my best friend who is also gay and who is also in the closet his name is Zymeir Richmond; he's African American and he’s around 5’11 had short black hair brown eyes and chocolate skin, I know he has as my best friend but I did have a crush on him I had never told him that he’s also on the swimming team. He lived next door to us and his dad and my dad are pretty good friends. As luck would have it Zymeir was going to the same college as me.
My brother takes after our mom's side of the family he has red hair and green eyes he’s a little taller than me. Dylan was taller than me he stood at 6’ he’s around 180 pounds and played football, basketball, and baseball in school. Dylan had red hair like our mom but was tall and stocky like our dad. Unfortunately, Dylan and I weren’t close. If I’m being honest he was kind of a jerk.
My dad was the youngest of his brothers he was forty-two years old. Dad was 6’2 stocky built with a huge chest. He had brown hair he wore glasses and had a nicely trimmed beard. His name was August but everyone called him Gus. Like I said before, Mom and Dad only had two children but we had a huge family my dad had three older brothers. My dad and mom had been married for twenty-two years mom’s name was Emily.
The oldest brother recently turned fifty his name was Tucker he had two sons both older than me but I was the baby of the family and was often called baby boy because of that fact. Tucker was married to Gina they had been married thirty-one years I knew this because Gina always brought this up in conversation. Tucker had brown hair just like dad his hair was a little lighter than dad’s also had a beard and was just a tad bit shorter than Dad, and my dad loved to pick on him for that. Or as we say in my family he liked to redneck him.
After Tucker was born two years later, Uncle Dallas was forty-eight years old. He had a son who is twenty, the same age as Dylan Dallas married his wife Paige right out of high school. Paige was a preacher's daughter and that’s how her family believed you didn’t date long. Dallas was the tallest of my dad’s brothers and the only one who was clean-shaven; he kept his face clean as a whistle. Dallas had a bit of a stomach because he didn’t work out like the other boys.
Then there’s Sullivan he’s forty three years old only eleven months older than my dad and they look very similar people have often thought they were twins. Uncle Sully never married I never knew why he lived with his roommate until last year when Uncle Sully moved back in with my grandparents. I know we aren’t supposed to have favorites but Sully was definitely my favorite. I absolutely adored him. I loved spending the nights with him when I was younger.
Tucker had two sons Callan was twenty-five years old he was engaged to be married Callan had brown hair like the rest of us but his was darker almost black which my hair often got mistaken for being black too. Callan was shorter than me and was thicker built. Callan and I weren’t close either as he was several years older than me.
Tucker’s youngest son Xander, was twenty-one years old, just a year older than Dylan and Dylan’s best friend they were joined at the hip when they were kids and still are actually. Xander kept his head shaved and he was also covered in tattoos. Xander was also the shortest of the family in often found that comical as I was younger than him but he was shorter than me. He wasn’t as chubby as thick as Callan either he was actually very skinny.
Dallas’s son Oakley was actually the same age as Dylan but they weren’t close at all. Oakley was the tallest of the Russo family standing at 6’7 he was huge my grandpa always called him our gentle giant. Oakley also was the only Russo family member to have blonde hair and blue eyes. Oakley spent most of his time away at a Christian school so I didn’t know him as well as the others.
Last of the Russo men but definitely not least is the one who created it all my grandpa Arlo Russo who was seventy three years old and still worked on the farm every single day he had gray hair but still worked out every day the man was probably the fittest of us all. Papaw as we called him Papaw Russo and Mamaw Russo just celebrated fifty-two years of marriage. Mamaw's name was Madge but we called her Mamaw. That’s the Russo side of the family I told you we have a huge family and we’re not even gotten to my mom’s side.
I promise if you hear with me this story is worth it. My mom had four younger brothers. Mom was actually a year older than dad her parents divorced when she was in her twenties I never understood why exactly but Grandma Ruby got remarried but grandpa Rhett still came around.
Rhett Quinlan was seventy eight years old and he lived with a Hispanic man we all called Tito his name Diego but we never called him he was around thirty years younger than Grandpa Rhett.
Tito, Grandpa Rhett, Grandma Ruby, and her husband Harvey Matthews came to every family vacation we had they did it for years. We’d all go on vacation in the summer as one big family the Russos and Quinlans were just one big family.
My mom had red hair and so did all of her brothers and Grandpa Rhett did too although it was turning gray now. Mom’s brothers were RJ, Boone, Brock, and Desmond.
Rhett Quinlan Jr was my mom’s twin brother he was born five minutes after her and she would often rub that in that she was the oldest. Uncle RJ was married to Aunt Reva they had been married since they were eighteen they had two boys who were also twins Zane and Zeke they were thirty five years old. Looking back now I guess it was kind of odd Zane and Zeke neither one had ever married and they lived in a one-bedroom apartment.
Boone and as born next Boone was my dad’s best friend they were always together Boone was the same age as my dad and the reason my parents met. Boone had one son who was twenty three his name was Bruce. Boone's wife passed away several years ago he never remarried he just raised Bruce. Bruce only came in now for special holidays and especially for our family vacation. Uncle Boone had dark red hair he had a beard just like Uncle RJ, Bruce also had red hair he didn’t have a beard but always had a five o'clock shadow.
Uncle Brock was fifty years old and the bachelor of the family like all the Quinlan boys he was tall as well he literally was like a tower over me I’d have to say of my mom's brothers Brock was probably the one I didn’t know as well. Brock however moved his friend Lionel Sutton in with him last year so far I’ve never met Lionel so I don’t think much of it
Desmond was the youngest he was forty five years old and had a huge red beard and was covered in tattoos he had over fifty which fascinated the hell out of me. Like Brock Desmond never married either. Uncle Desmond was one of the coolest people I knew though he owned his own tattoo shop and I couldn’t wait to get a tattoo. Unlike Uncle Brock though Desmond lived alone and that’s our family for the most part.
We decided right after graduation to go on our vacation this year which was a little different than we normally did and this year I was actually having to bunk up with my brother and cousin Xander. Zymeir also tagged along with us this year as Dad didn’t want us to be apart much this summer as it was our last summer before college started.
“Boys get ready for the beach” Dad said as Zymeir, Dylan, Xander, and I were getting ready for the beach with everyone else. Dylan and Xander went to the bathroom to get dressed as Zymeir and I stayed in the room. The four of us were sharing a room I was so glad I didn’t have to share a room with Mom and Dad this year.
I had my back turned in the room as Zymeir changed into his swimming trunks.
“You don’t have to turn your head we both have dicks bro” Zymeir said as I turned around as he took off his shorts and his massive cock flopped out I couldn’t believe how big it was to say I was shocked was an understatement. He grabbed his light purple swimming trunks sliding them up his cock was semi-hard and poked out of the top of his trunks. “Shit, I hate when this happens” He says with a smirk.
I take off my shirt and then take off my shorts I can feel the air in the room blow on my ass. I then slide on my blue trunks.
Zymeir then looks at the bathroom door “How long do you think they’ll be?” He asks not putting his cock up.
“I don’t have a clue” I say looking at him.
“Think I have enough time to bust a nut?” He asks me sliding down his shorts stroking his cock again I couldn’t believe my best friend was jerking his big cock in front of me. I had never seen anything like this before I couldn’t even speak.
“I…I” is all I could get out. I really wanted to know how big his cock was and it was almost like he could read my mind
“It grows to a whopping ten inches when it’s completely hard” Zymeir answers me without me asking.
“Wow” Again is all I could say.
“You never told me before but have you ever done anything?” He asks me looking at the bathroom door still.
“No” I say I could feel my cock hard as a rock in my trunks and I could feel the head of my cock leak precum. I know I said “no” out loud but I wasn’t really sure if I did so I said it again “No, I haven’t, have you?” I answered him.
“Once” He walks over to me still stroking his cock he then leans in to me and kisses me I tried my best not to because I didn’t want things to change between us and I was also afraid that Dylan and Xander would walk in on us but as soon as I felt his tongue in my mouth I slid my tongue into his mouth too kissing him back. I couldn’t believe I was doing this.
I took my left hand and reached down and grabbed his cock and started stroking it. I have to admit I loved seeing my white hand on his black cock. I moved my hand up and down on his big cock. He moaned slightly as I kept kissing him. I couldn’t take it anymore I got on my knees and slid his cock into my mouth I slowly bobbed my head up and down on his big cock. I couldn’t believe I had my first cock in my mouth I wasn’t sure what I was doing but I was trying my best.
“Suck it” Zymeir whispered he took his hand on my head and guided my face into his big cock. I wanted to look up at him as I did this but I knew if I did I would cum inside of my shorts.
I was enjoying sucking my first cock I was trying my best not to get into my head that it was attached to my childhood best friend. I bobbed my head back and forth faster and faster as he moaned a little louder I could hear Dylan and Xander in the bathroom I feel his cock jerk into my mouthy I wasn’t sure what was about to happen as this was my first cock I then felt ropes of cum fly from his cock I swallowed what I could I was shocked of how much cum came from his cock.
I pulled my mouth off his cock some of his cum fell to the floor I stood up as Dylan and Xander walked out into the room.
“You already?” Dylan asked as Zymeir pushed his cock back into his shorts
“Yep” Zymeir said with a laugh
“I smell fresh cum” Xander said
I just looked at Zymeir and smiled as I hoped they didn’t notice my hard cock as we walked out of the room to head to the beach.
Should I make this a series?
