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Cousin, Cousin

by Sparkie


Well, I guess the best place to begin--is at the beginning. I'm not sure just how things got started between us, but I'm sure it had a lot to do with teenage runnaway hormones and just plain pent up horniness. My cousin Jeff lived about 1.5 hours north of us in a small western Nebraska town of about 400 people. This was always the brunt of lots of jokes and one-upsmanship. In truth, there were a lot of very hot young studs in that small town-HOT, YOUNG Jeff and I anxiously anticipated his parent's departure. That day came the second day after my arrival. Following a laundry list of rules and guidelines set forth, we promised anything they asked. This was the best way the clear the road for their eminent embarkation. Later that afternoon, following their departure, Jeff and I settled in for some TV watching. Saturday afternoon wrestling was on--not particularly interesting--but exciting. Soon Jeff was trying to show me a couple of "holds" that had and his friends had managed to "perfect". It was still uncomfortably hot and we broke a sweat really fast. Jeff suggested we take off everything but our shorts. God, what a good body he had developed in the last year of high school. No wonder he was popular with the guys. This wrestling quickly caused a problem to grow--my cock was getting hard. Just when I was trying to suggest a break in the action, Jeff reached down and grabbed my now fully aroused cock. "Hey man, what's this?" He howled. I looked down and away, only to turn directly toward his crotch. His jockeys were tented and had a wet spot--front and center. "I think these guys need some attention", Jeff blurted out and with that he pulled off his jockeys and reached for mine. Then we were humping each other's stomachs and stroking each other at the same time. He was quick to arch his back and shot his load right then and there. I didn't last much longer with the sweat and the new found lubrication from Jeff's erupting cock. During the break in the action, Jeff mentioned that he and some of his friends had been "fooling around" as he put it, and that they were coming over on Sunday afternoon. I certainly was interested, but also concerned about just what that all entailed. Jeff decided to show me everything he knew. The rest of that evening we tore up the bed and made a general gooey mess of the sheets. Each time, I was surprised more and more with the knowledge and voracity of his sexual prowness. From humping and stroking to sucking, 69 positions, then his tongue was up my ass! This was a first for me. Wow, how great it felt. Then Jeff asked if he could fuck me. Well, I had only had that happen twice before and Jeff had a huge cock. He carefully slid his cock up my ass crack and then guided it inside. The sharp pain gave way to tingling desires. He rode me for a good 7 or 8 minutes before he let loose, flooding my bowels with hot cream. "Now it's your turn" he told me. I didn't have to be asked twice. Man, he loved it. Again and again that night--I fucked him a total of five times. We finally fell asleep in each others arms. Early in the morning he was hard and humping my ass softly as I awoke. Then stopped abruptly. I asked him if anything was wrong...he said, shit no. We had better save it up.--the guys are coming over this afternoon.... That Sunday it clouded up and stormed all afternoon--inside the five of us paid little attention to the cracking thunder. Just cracking asses and wild free wheeling fucking and sucking. The two weeks flew by. That fall I returned to college and Jeff went to Junior College in Colorado. Later that year, I got a wedding invitation from him. He has been married for over two decades and both of his daughters have graduated from school and are in college. Last week he appeared unannounced on my doorstep. A few drinks later, he told me of his pending divorce and that he had just waited until his girls were grown and away from home, before he dumped his wife (who had grown to be a very bitter woman). Sitting there watching the big screen TV Saturday night wrestling came on as I flipped through the channels. "Still wrestle?" I asked. "Man, I thought you'd never ask! With that, Jeff set his beer down and have me a big hug! "Hey, just like old times?" "Sure!"

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7 Gay Erotic Stories from Sparkie

Cousin, Cousin

Well, I guess the best place to begin--is at the beginning. I'm not sure just how things got started between us, but I'm sure it had a lot to do with teenage runnaway hormones and just plain pent up horniness. My cousin Jeff lived about 1.5 hours north of us in a small western Nebraska town of about 400 people. This was always the brunt of lots of jokes and one-upsmanship. In

El Paso Connection

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Just Another John

It was an ideal early summer evening. I had just completed my second year in college and was home for the summer. Earlier, I had spent the day clearing up some yard chores with my dad. Tomorrow, we planned to build that new brick planter around the gas yard light. But for tonight, I had washed and wiped down my little white Camaro convertible and was going out on the town. Out

My 30th Birthday

My friends decided that we should do something really special for my 30th birthday, seeing this as the passing of a major milestone in my life. This made me feel really great on one hand, yet view the whole matter with trepidation on the other. Certainly I was hitting the big 30, was in good shape, had a great job and some great friends; but also had this sinking feeling of

One Just Never Knows, Part 1

I remember when we first moved to South Florida from Chicago more than a decade ago. We didn’t know we had so many friends…we had non-stop company visiting from mid-December through the end of April. We enjoyed it, but it eventually put a strain on our privacy as well as our finances. Looking back, I guess it was worth it though…we had quite a few “close” friends… Having a townhouse with

One Just Never Knows, Part 2

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The Tennis Lesson

We had just moved to South Florida from our native Chicago. After getting settled into the new townhouse, Walt and I decided--actually I decided-- to sample the tennis courts and pool. After much coaxing, Walt relented and accompanied me in the direction of the tennis courts. It was still fairly early on Saturday morning, so there were no players on the court. No one to bother

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