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Cumming Cousin, Part II The next time I saw Marc for any length of time was at a family reunion about two years later. I was twenty and he was twenty-six. By that time, all the girl cousins referred to him as the family's stud muffin, since he was still single and handsome as all get out! That weekend he spent most of the time running around in gym shorts and a muscle shirt. He flirted with the girls but my uncles, my dad included, thought it was strange that he didn't have a girl with him. I, my self, was still a virgin, being a little slow developing if you know what I mean. To be sure, I jerked off at girlie mags and did some heavy petting with some girls at school but never went all the way. Anyhow, Marc and I were paired off to share the same room at the lodge where the whole family was staying. We settled in some time after midnight on Friday and just had some guy talk till we fell asleep. I remember watching Marc get ready for bed. He was built. His dark hair was shoulder length and his chest had just the right amount of hair spread over his pecks. His arms and legs were toned but not muscular. Compared to me, a scrawny teen, he was an adonis! I hoped I would look like him someday. He got into bed just wearing his boxers and I remember thinking about his huge dick I saw two years earlier. I started to shiver and controlled my self as he slid under the covers. We chatted a bit then dozed off. It wasn't long until I realized that Marc had gotten rather close to me and so I tried to move away closer to the side. His snoring kept me half awake. Then I felt the bed shift and his arm fell over me in a hug like fashion. He was close to me again, but this time he worked his way close to my body. I softly spoke his name to see if he was awake, but got no answer. I gently lifted his arm to remove it to his side, but that didn't work. He held me tighter. I thought to myself, "He must be dreaming or something." Then I felt his hard cock against my ass right under my briefs. I began to shiver at the thought of that big dick touching my body. As I shifted backward into his body, I remember feeling secure and warm. He moaned a few times and hugged me even harder. I could smell his body, especially his sweat, as his armpit was near my shoulder. I spread by legs apart enough to let his huge cock poke through, and then I gently began to stroke it. It was like having my own seven inch dong! Thick and hairy too! I popped out my own dick from my briefs and enjoyed the pleasure of stroking two cocks at the same time. I felt him squirm as I tickled his ball, which were also huge compared to mine. "Was this real?" I thought to myself. "Was he awake and pretending to sleep?", I didn't care. I just kept stroking and kept enjoying trying to wrap my hand around that dick! Before long, I felt his rod throb several times, then realized he was shooting his load. He moaned and moaned, as cum squirted all over my dick and the bed beside me. I came myself with out much effort, because I was so horny from the experience. I just lay there wondering if he would remember this in the morning and if we would ever cum together again?