From: mpierce@globalserve.net (Mikey Mark) Subject: New Story "My Cousin Luke" by MM (teen m/m, cons) Date: Mon, 26 May 97 00:23:42 GMT WARNING: The following text contains scenes of textual nudity and graphic sex between consenting teenaged males. If you are offended by such material, or are under the legal age of consent to read such material please do not read any further. All persons and events depicted in the following story are entirely fictitious. Any resemblance to those living or dead is purely coincidental and a product of the author's over-active imagination. * * * "My Cousin Luke" by Mikey Mark * * * I can still remember my first sexual experience as though it happened only yesterday. Although I was but a lad of twelve at the time, I was consciously aware of my attraction to other boys. Although still pre-pubescent, I regularly fantasized about seeing several of my school friends naked (I was already quite selective at the time). It was summertime and my mom's brother was getting re-married. All kinds of friends and family came in from out of town and our house became a madhouse. We weren't actually hosting the wedding, but our house became "the official" wedding guesthouse. My two sisters had to double up and I got bumped out of my room into a tent in the backyard for the duration. My older brother's room in the basement was safe because my mother wouldn't dream of letting anyone to see his room, let alone sleep in it. We had a fairly big house, with four kids and each kid having their own bedroom. There was also a large backyard with an inground pool. It was totally private back there, surrounded by a six foot high wooden fence overgrown with ivy and only bungalows for neighbours. At the very back corner of the yard, I setup my tent under the shade of an big old oak tree. There I waited for our guests to arrive. My Mother's sister's family was flying in from the west coast. They would be the first to arrive and the last to leave. They had two kids, a girl my sister's age, and a boy named Luke who was a year older than me. According to the house sleeping arrangements, Luke was due to be bunked out with me in the tent. Although Luke was my cousin, I had seen very little of him before then. Living 1,500 miles aways I suppose might have had something to do with it. I remembered him as quiet, dark haired and rather dour, although that memory was already several years old at the time. When they arrived, I could barely contain my excitement at the sight of him. He had long dark hair that flowed down past his shoulders and he stood a good three or four inches taller than me at the ripe old age of thirteen. It was mid-afternoon and everyone headed for the patio beside the pool for refreshments. I waited patiently for the inevitable suggestion from my father: "Its pretty hot out, why don't you boys go swimming". With that, I led Luke to "our" tent to get changed into our swim suits. We had to go to the house to get his suitcase first, but then we went straight out to the tent. It was a pretty big "3-man" tent. it had a center pole and both of us could stand up inside. I already had the place all setup with two sleeping bags laid out on air-mattresses and small chest filled with my necessities. On a small table there was an electric light shaped like a lantern and a radio, both powered by an extension cord running out from the garage. There was also a small cooler with pop, chips and pretzels. Luke was rather cool and relaxed the whole time while I breathlessly described to him the setup and how we would be able to go out at night and raid the neighbor's fruit trees or go for a midnight dip in the pool. His friendly smile and a few timely nods of the head seemed to indicate that he was satisfied with the arrangements I had made for our comfort and enjoyment. With the choice of beds settled, Luke flipped open his suitcase and began rummaging for his swim suit. Following his lead, I took off my running shoes as slowly as I could. I didn't want to get changed too fast and have to step out of the tent without having a chance to see Luke naked. Luckily, Luke wasn't shy about changing in front of his younger cousin and I got a good sight of him hopping on one leg trying to get into his swim suit. I was messmerized by the sight of his big bouncing cock. He had a patch of dark black pubic hair that surrounded his thick rubbery dick and wrinkled ballsack. Emboldened by his display of indifference to nudity, I too stripped off my shorts and stood there naked for him to see. I tried to hide my embarrasment, as I was still hairless and smaller in size than he. He broke the ice by indulging in a little friendly horseplay and pushed me over onto my sleeping bag while we both broke out laughing. I immediately tried to "seize the opportunity" by lunging at him naked as I was. After a minute or two of intensive grappling while standing naked in the middle of the tent, Luke told me to hurry up and get my suit on so we could get going. I was satisfied and excited by the sight of him stuffing his growing erection into his swimming trunks. My own was equally rising erection was smaller and easier to conceal. Back outside in the sunlight, I could once again admire his body. He really was rather goodlooking and had a beautiful body tan, although I could barely take my eyes off the bulge in his swim suit. I had seen his dick once, and now it was as though I had x-ray vision because every time I looked at Luke, I saw him as though he were still naked. Luckily, I could easily dive into the refreshingly cool swimming pool to chill my ever-present boyhood arousal. After a while, several other family members joined us in the pool and we played around for several hours. When my father the "BBQ Chef" announced that the steaks were ready, Luke and I at last pulled ourselves from the pool and headed to the tent to for a quick change. Although Luke's balls appeared to have shrunk in size with the cold, his dick still hung there exactly the same size as before. And he certainly wasn't too shy about being naked in front of me because he stood there facing me the whole time while he stepped out of his wet trunks and proceded to dry his hair. I could not help but to stare at his cock swinging wildly back and forth while he dryed his long dark hair with a towel. Time dragged on after dinner until it was finally time for bed. Luke and I went out to the tent and immediately went for the stache of pop and chips. After our feast and a check on the house, Luke and I slipped out behind the tent and lit up two of the cigarettes that we had stolen from our respective parents' packages. I certainly remember feeling very cool and excited out there in the dark, smoking our cigarettes and standing in our underwear. Being boys, we chain-smoked two more immediately after the first. On our third cigarette, Luke takes about two steps away, pulls down the front of his underwear with one hand and takes a piss into the bushes. When he finished, he turned towards me while he was still shaking it. He caught me staring right at him and his dick. He smiled, I smiled, and then, following his lead again, I pulled out my own half-erect cock and began to pee into the same bush. As soon as I finished pissing, Luke moved around behind me, whipped my underwear down to my ankles and pushed me down on to the grass. He then rolled up my underwear tight in a ball and threw it over the fence into the neighbor's yard. Instead of immediately going after my underwear, I attempted my revenge. Considering the fact that Luke was several inches taller, heavier and a year and a half older than me, I was surprised when I was able to get his own underwear off so easily and threw it over the same fence he threw mine. Now, both of us naked, we set out to recover our underwear by climbing over the fence. Once inside the neighbor's yard, I pointed to the plum tree in the next yard over. Without bothering to put on our underwear, in fact quite enjoying our nakedness, we both ran accross the yard and climbed the next fence. After eating our fill of not quite ripe plums, we wiped our hands on the grass and set out back over two fences to our tent. Once we were back inside my backyard, I suggested we go for a quick dip to wash off the plum juice. Still naked, we slipped into the pool. We didn't stay in very long, but it was very exciting all the same. We had to be quiet, but being naked out in the moonlight was rather intoxicating. The night air was cool which made the pool feel quite warm. Once we were thoroughly relaxed, we climbed out and scurried back into the tent. This time, Luke was even more casual about drying himself. He seemed to be trying to make sure his long hair was dry, all the while standing above me and shaking his dick practically in my face. Once we were dry, we slipped out again, still naked, and sat on the grass to have another cigarette. Once that was finished, we returned to the tent and began to wrestle. It didn't take long for me to get a boner, and Luke made fun of me because of it. But he didn't stop pinning me down and tickling me! Eventually I would squirm out of his hold and we would be back to square one, but that wouldn't last long. Standing there, panting with our exertion, I commented on his own erection, although I didn't say anything about how much bigger and beautiful his was than mine. Half embarrassed, Luke lunged forward and pinned me down again. This time he pressed his hips forward and started to slap my face with his erection. I tried to feign disgust at his behavior but he knew that I wasn't fighting back very hard. Eventually, Luke's dick would find its way closer and closer to my face as we wrestled in the tent. With his hardness pressed up against my skin, all resistance in me melted away and I opened my mouth. That was what Luke was going for all along and he cried out in a combined moan of victory and pleasure. Within a few minutes of humping my mouth and me trying not to choke, Luke let loose with a load of hot cream that damn near drowned me. I swallowed about half of it before I knew what hit me. When Luke started twitching around, his dick slipped out of my mouth and the last part of his orgasm leaked out all over my face. From then on, my cousin took every opportunity that he could to stick is beautiful cock in my face and I never once objected. He's married with a couple of young kids of his own and I haven't sucked him off for a couple of years now, but the memory of that first time with my cousin Luke still gives me a boner.