Date: Tue, 24 Jan 2006 21:28:42 -0500 From: Sean Monteiro Subject: My Cousin Jack Warning: This story contains hot gay sex between two males. If you are under 18 or it is illegal for you to read this because of your location (county, state, country, planet, etc), please stop now. Comments are always welcome at kinzusareta_yume@hotmail.com. Also, if you are a LiveJournal member, c'mon and look me up--my user name is kinzusareta. -Sean The road that leads down to my family's summer house on the lake is snakes its way down a steep hill, almost like a switchback, hidden from view by the trees, which were currently at their autumn peak--brilliant reds, golds, oranges, and every color in between. I loved the way my Acura took those turns, and I even turned the CD player, which is usually turned as far up as it'll go, completely off so I could hear the hypnotic sound of tires on blacktop. It was still pretty warm out, but the summer crowd had left the lake. My extended family owns most of the small cover where our summer houses were, so all of the neighbors were relatives. Depending on how you look at it, that could be either an advantage or a disadvantage. Personally I'm more of a loner, and I don't like to be surrounded by crowds of people. That's why I often snuck down to the cottage in autumn, because everyone else had left for the season, and it was quiet. Yeah I like fast cars and loud music and all that. But I think quiet has its virtues, too. I came around the last curve to the stretch of road that runs right alongside the lake, with the water on one side and the row of summer homes on the other, backed up against the steep hills. Nobody was around, anywhere. That was awesome, because I could stand in the front yard and jerk off and cum right there on the lawn if I wanted to. Of course, there's the possibility that somebody could still drive by, but that just made me want to do it all the more. My family's place was the third from the end. The entire road was deserted, but as I pulled into the small driveway in front of our place, I noticed a black Mitsubishi Eclipse in front of the cottage on the end. Giving it a closer look, I saw that it had Virginia plates. I guess I wouldn't have the entire cove to myself then, if a relative was there too. But it had to be one of the younger ones--no old person in my family would have enough good taste to drive an Eclipse, that's for sure. I decided I'd check it out in a few minutes. I walked across the yard, which was especially green (hey, maybe it was from all that cum...who knows?) got the spare key from its hiding place, and unlocked the door. Nobody had been there in almost a month, and I'd have to get the heat working and the hot water tank turned on, because it'd be cold at night. I walked into the kitchen, making sure no one had unplugged the refrigerator for the winter. I checked--it was all good. I opened up the back door to air the place out-- --and jumped about a foot in the air because someone was standing right on the other side of the door. But not just anyone. The sight of him made my breath catch in my throat. He leaned against the outside door frame, a grin on his face. Dark, really tanned skin, spiky black hair, mischievous brown eyes and a killer body. And on top of it all, he knew how to dress. Grey cargo pants, a black polo shirt with the color turned up, and a wood-bead choker. A silver ring in the cartilage of one ear, and an eyebrow ring on the other side. I tried to breathe and couldn't. There was only one person this could be, and the last time I saw him was when we were about fifteen. We'd camped out in a tent together in his grandmother's front yard, and in his sleep he rolled over and lay with his body pressed up against mine the entire night. I hardly slept at all I was so hard, and the next morning I ran home and jerked off three times in a row, and that still didn't make me soft. His name was Jack. And I don't think anyone else's cousin was quite as hot as mine. "Well if it isn't Sean," he said, flashing his mischievous grin. I hadn't felt awkward around a guy in a really long time, but I just stood there, stuttering. "Um, hi. Jack. What--what are you doing here?" The grin faded and he looked off into the side yard. "Needed to get away from things, you know?" I smiled. "Yeah. I do." The grin returned, hesitantly. "Cool. So you here for awhile?" "The week, probably," I told him. "I don't have any classes, it's fall break." "Yeah, same here." I looked past him, out into the yard. Besides the two of us, everything I could see was still and quiet. "Are you here alone?" "Yep," he answered happily. His eyes seemed to sparkle as he added, "I get to be as loud as I want. That's definitely a plus, you know?" "Sure," I said, wondering what exactly he was talking about. I knew what it made me think of. "So," he said, "you wanna hang out together this week?" "Definitely," I told him. "Good, 'cause all this quiet stuff is beginning to get on my nerves. Hey, now we can be loud together, right?" I tried not to laugh as I nodded. If he only knew. Jack offered to help me get the summer house up and running. As we did boring maintenance stuff around the place, I was unable to stop looking at him. If you haven't guessed by now, I had lusted after him since we were a lot younger, regardless of the fact that he was my cousin. Actually, it made me more horny for some reason, thinking about that. His hands looked strong yet soft, and even his jaw line made me hot, made me want to lean over his shoulder and kiss that place just under his ear. And he smelled so good too, his cologne was one of the Hollister or Abercrombie ones. I definitely like a guy who knows what to do to smell good. When the repairs were finished, Jack said, "You know what I was thinking of earlier, actually, was going to the falls. Remember how we used to play there when we were kids?" "The falls" was a small gorge back behind the houses. There was a little trail at the end of the road which led up through the woods to this small open area with a waterfall that we always used to climb. The area above it is all closed in and surrounded by cliffs, and there's another waterfall up there. It's impossible to get to any other way than by climbing up the side of the cliff. "Sounds good," I told him. He smiled. "Great. I'm gonna run over to my place and get my swim shorts. Meet me over there, OK? Come on in if I'm not right at the door." I got my backpack out of my car, took it inside, and changed into a pair of navy blue swim sorts and a faded light blue Abercrombie T-shirt. Feeling silly, I checked myself out in the mirror to make sure my bangs were hanging down over my eyes in just the right way, brushed my teeth, and put on some cologne. Hey, I wanted to be prepared. I almost considered slipping a tube of KY in my back pocket but I figured that'd be pressing my luck too much. I ran across the lawn to Jack's family's place. I climbed up the front steps and knocked at the sliding door, which was open. I knocked again. There was no answer. "Jack?" I called through the screen. Nothing. Well, he had said to just "come on in," right? I opened the sliding door and stepped inside. I heard movement upstairs, so that's where I went. Just as I reached the top of the stairs, Jack came out of one of the bedrooms, shirt off. Seeing me, he grinned. "Hey. I only just found my swim shorts, I'd packed them in the wrong bag. Fucking annoying!" I was so fixated on his skinny yet muscled form, the way his abs were so tight, that I didn't realize for a moment that he'd just pulled his pants, and boxers, completely off. It took another moment before I realized he wasn't completely soft, either. Not standing straight up rock-hard, but not soft either. I found myself wondering just what he was doing before I'd come into the house, and felt myself begin to stir at the thought. He slipped his red swim shorts up those tanned, hot legs, and I found myself leaning forward to get one last glimpse of his cock before it was concealed in the shorts. He made a show of adjusting himself, and when I looked up at his face, he was grinning--I knew he'd known what I was looking at. He put on a blue plaid button-down shirt, but didn't bother to button it up. I wasn't complaining. The path to the falls was just wide enough for two people. Instead of trying to race ahead of each other like we did when we were little, though, Jack walked right beside me the whole time, or when the path did narrow too much, he stepped back politely and motioned for me to go first. I smiled. He used to be such a punk. Who knew he'd turn out like this! The first waterfall was just as I remembered it. Even though it was only twenty or twenty-five feet high, you had to shout to be heard over its roar. We stood there side-by-side on the rocky shore next to the creek, and Jack nudged me. "Want to climb it?" he shouted. In response, I just gave him a smirk and raced for the side of the cliff. He gave a surprised shout and took off after me. I could sense him closing the distance, and I slowed just enough so that he would catch up. Just as I reached up for the first outcropping of rock to grab onto, I felt his hands on either side of my waist. I froze. I'm glad I was facing toward the rock wall, because something else suddenly was as hard as those rocks, straining straight out against my shorts. Somehow one of his hands was suddenly under my T-shirt, against my bare skin. I wasn't sure what to do, but I didn't want to move and ruin the moment. I looked back over my shoulder and his face was right there. He leaned in so his mouth was close to my ear and said, "Hey. Didn't want you to fall when I grabbed you, it would definitely not be cool for you to get hurt right now. If you did, how would I amuse myself for the rest of the week, hmm?" "I'm sure you'd find something to do to have fun," I told him lamely. He laughed. "Yeah. I would. But some things are better with someone else, yeah?" I turned to face him then. His face was only a few inches from mine, and his dark eyes seemed huge, full of something that I only partly recognized. He leaned toward me. "Sean? Can I kiss you? I want to kiss you." I laughed softly, grabbed him by the waist this time, and pulled him toward me. He pushed me back against the cliff wall, and took my lower lip between his teeth. Then he covered my mouth with his, and I grabbed his hips, pulling them toward me, until our crotches were right against each other and there was no mistaking the hard-ons we both had. Feeling it, Jack moaned against the kiss and pushed me harder against the wall. I didn't care that a rock was jabbing at the small of my back. He could have kept me pinned there forever, for all I cared. Finally he broke the kiss and grinned to himself. "Yes. Fucking hot, just as I knew it'd be. Sean, you have no idea what I want to do to you..." "Well," I said, still trying to get my heart to slow back to its normal pace, "you could show me." He laughed. "Oh, I will. But I still wanna climb this waterfall, don't you?" And with that he reached up and started climbing, leaving me to follow. When I got to the top, he reached a hand down to help me up. It's like another world at the top of the waterfall, one that so few people have ever seen up close. I think the places like that in the world are awesome--most of the time we walk and drive over the spot where thousands and thousands of people have, and will, do the same. But those secluded, secret, out of the way places like the little gorge at the top of the waterfall, where the only way to get there is to climb up the cliff, it makes you feel like you're in a secret club, because it's a place most people will never set foot. We stood at the top, looking down. Jack came up beside me and put his arm around my waist, pulling me close so our bodies were touching. I looked over at him and he smiled. "This is too weird," I said. His smile faded. "What," he asked almost wearily, "the whole being cousins thing?" I quickly shook my head. "No. That makes me fucking hot. It's just...what am I doing here? With you? How did I...get so lucky?" The smile returned and he laughed. "Oh, Sean, luck doesn't have a hell of a lot to do with it. My mom happened to hear from your mom that you'd be here this week, so I jumped at the chance to see you again. The last memories I have of you is when we were fifteen. I wanted to see how you turned out." He leered at me and raised his eyebrows. "And I must say, you're lookin' damn good, boy." I laughed. He pulled me closer, and I laid my head on his shoulder without really thinking about it. It just felt...right. I had secretly stolen all of the family photos Jack's mom had sent us the past couple years, watching Jack get even hotter, jerking off to his pictures and wondering what it'd be like to really have him...I guess it's possible he was doing the same with me, though my mind never thinks like that. It was already getting dark in the gorge. The sun was probably close to setting. Jack looked over at me. "You wanna get going?" "I guess so," I said, not wanting him to take his arm away. When he did, he held my hand and dragged me to the edge. "Let's jump, like we used to," he told me. "I'm up for it," I told him, "but the water's going to be pretty damn cold..." He grinned. "I know. That'll give us more of an excuse to get warmed up when we get back to the house. Ready?" I nodded. We both took a step back, and jumped. If you've never done anything like that, I can tell you from experience, it's a definite adrenaline rush. We hit the water at the same time and sank below the surface into the deep pool below. We resurfaced at the exact same moment. Jack was still grinning, and we walked into the shallows together, side-by-side. By unspoken agreement we went back to my place. We'd spent half the afternoon making sure everything was in working order, so we wanted to get our use out of it. Starting with the hot water. I didn't even ask him if he wanted to take separate showers or not; he just followed me into the bathroom and started stripping out of his wet clothes as I turned the water on. Jack put one of his Simple Plan CDs into the CD player and turned it up all the way. We got in together. I always have loved taking showers with guys--when I was a lot younger, if I spent the night at a friend's house or vice versa, we'd always shower together. Looking back, that's probably half the reason I turned out like I did, heh. It took a few minutes for us to completely lose the chill from the cold water of the gorge. We just stood there under the hot water, holding each other. We were almost exactly the same height, and we faced each other, our foreheads touching. Jack's eyes were closed tight, and I wondered what he was thinking about. Keeping his eyes closed, he pulled me even closer. It was getting warm in there now, and Jack started kissing me again. Everywhere. First on the lips, then the side of my face, then down my chest. When he got to my cock, he looked up at me and smiled, then took me in his mouth. "Yeah..." I said, closing my eyes as he blew me. He knew just what to do with his tongue, and already I felt my muscles tightening. Leaning down, I whispered, "Hey...I'm close." He released me and stood up. "Not yet...save it awhile longer..." He reached down and turned off the water, then grabbed my hand and dragged me across the hall to my bedroom. We were dripping wet but we didn't care. Together we dove into my bed and pulled the covers up over our heads, giggling like we did when we were little boys. He reached over and started tickling me, pushing me back on the mattress. He got my arms up over my head and held my wrists tight, kissing me roughly in various places, seeing which spots made me squirm the most. I got harder and harder as he did it, and in the moonlight I could see his cock was hard and sticking straight out. I grabbed it, and he moaned. "Yeah Sean, yeah..." With one hand I started jerking him off, and with the other I reached over the side of the bed to my backpack which was leaning against the nightstand. I grabbed that tube of KY I'd contemplated earlier, and deftly switched hands, lubing up his cock. He moaned even deeper that time and lay back on the pillows, looking at me, grinning. I pushed him down on the bed and got on top of him, pinning him down this time. He pretended to struggle, so I held him down harder. I leaned back so my ass rubbed against his cock, and reflexively he thrust his hips upward. I did it again, teasing him, and he moaned even louder. "You want me?" he asked, his breath coming faster as I positioned his cock at the entrance to my ass. "Every inch," I told him, and pushed myself back, shoving his cock up inside of me in one rough jerking thrust. He closed his eyes and bit his lip as he continued to moan. I tightened my muscles around him and he sank his rod the rest of the way home. We stayed like that for a second, with Jack's cock buried all the way up my ass. "I warned you before," he said, "I like it loud." "Me too," I assured him. "So fuck me, cousin." I'd called him "cousin" just to be a smartass more than anything else, but from the expression on his face, I knew he was getting off on it. I was, too. "Mmm," he said as he pulled part of the way out and slammed into me again. "That gets me so hot. That you're my cousin. Man." He started pumping me faster and faster, moaning the entire time. I'd never been fucked by someone who was so vocal about it, but it was definitely a turn-on. It made me totally hot that he was getting off so much on sinking his big skater cock into my hole. At one point, he pulled out quickly and flipped me over before I knew what was going on. "Get on your stomach, quick," he said as he was already trying to climb back on top of me, "I need to be back up inside you, like now." Giggling I lay down on my stomach and he was right on top of me, jabbing at my ass. He let out this huge long sigh as he sank himself into me again, and then the real pounding began, punctuated by his moans of "Yeah...oh yeah baby...Sean, you feel so good..." I tightened my ass muscles around his cock and he howled. Yeah, howled like a wolf. It sounds kinda funny now, looking back on it, but let me tell you, in the heat of the moment it was definitely hot. "Gettin' close," he told me as he started biting my neck, none too gently. "Cum in me, Jack," I panted, still unable to believe that my cousin was on top of me, his dick in my ass, getting ready to spurt his cum inside of me. "Yeah, baby, tell me again," he moaned. "Give me your cum, Jack," I said. I'd never been much of a talker myself but he was definitely bringing that quality out in me. "Ah. Ahh, yeah Jack. Cum in me." He drew in his breath sharply and jabbed at me as hard as he could with his cock. "Fuck yeah. I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum..." I love to hear a guy say those words. When he says them, he's already past the point of no return. It's only a couple more seconds. And Jack definitely didn't disappoint. "Mmm, fuck yeah, Sean, fuck yeah! I'm cumming, man, I'm cumming!" he moaned as he slammed me down into the mattress again, again. He let out the loudest shout and I felt the warm flood of his cum as he filled my ass with it. Five, six, seven times he shouted like that as he came. Instead of collapsing on top of me, though, he stayed right where he was, letting me catch my breath for a moment. Then as I started to twist around, he kept me pinned in place and let out a low chuckle. "I could do that again." I felt a tingle of excitement in the pit of my stomach. "Yeah?" "Uh huh." He tensed, making his cock grow bigger inside of me. I moaned. "You want to?" "Fuck yeah," I told him, and he started pumping again, without ever having gotten soft. I was pretty much incoherent by the time he was working up to cumming a second time, totally high on my cousin's cock. He was just as loud the second time, too. "You want the rest of my spunk, cuz?" I grinned. He hadn't called me that since we were little boys. I'd hated it then. I didn't think I minded it as much anymore. "Yeah," I told him. "Good, `cause I can't hold it back! Fuck! Take it, cuz!" As he slammed into me, he reached under me, pulling us both upward. His hand found my cock and started jerking it. I'd already cum once somewhere along the way, but with his hand tight around me and his hard cock spurting his hot cum for the second time up my ass, I swear my vision faded to black as I came. When we were finished, that time he did collapse on top of me. His face was right next to mine, and I leaned over and kissed that spot at the edge of his jaw line below his ear, as I'd fantasized doing earlier. He purred contentedly when I did that. "I just fucked my cousin," he said, in a sort of bewildered wonder, this big grin on his face. He reached back and slapped my ass once, affectionately. "Best fuck I ever had. You took all my cum like a pro." "And," I said with a grin, "we still have a whole week ahead of us..." "Fuck yeah we do," he said back. "It's just beginning, Sean." "Good," I told him. Because I didn't want it to end anytime soon.