Date: Wed, 17 Jul 2002 07:50:47 +0000 From: Michael Iverson Subject: My Cousin on the Cape (watersports) It was a hot weekend in July that my aunt had scheduled a big party. I was 16 at the time and so obviously had no interest whatsoever in driving for a day from Chicago to Boston with my parents to spend the weekend with my family who I rarely ever saw. I tried convincing my parents to let me stay home using some excuse like I had to work all weekend, but since it was my grandpa's 80th birthday, they entertained no notion of me not going with. For weeks I thought about little else than how boring it was going to be. How there would be no one there to hang out with. My cousins were all younger than me and I knew that once I was there I'd have to watch them everyday and come up with some way to entertain them. And my aunt lived in a secluded area on Cape Cod so there would be no place I could run off to for some peace and quiet. Aside from all that, I was used to jacking off at least twice a day at home. How was I supposed to do that with my family surrounding me for the entire weekend? I was so frustrated but knew there was nothing else I could do but suck it up and attempt to act pleasant for the weekend, as hard as that would be. My parents decided we'd drive straight through instead of making a stop somewhere in between, so we left at about midnight Thursday night (or Friday morning). And after an extremely long and cramped car ride, with the least amount of stops possible, we arrived at my aunt's house late Friday afternoon. My fears were immediately realized after stepping one foot in the doorway.aunt after aunt and uncle after uncle greeted us with the necessary hugs and handshakes and "Look at how much you've grown! 16 already?? Everybody clear the roads!" I tell ya, I was exhausted after only a few minutes, no joking. After making the rounds and putting my bags away in the basement where I was informed I'd be staying with all my little cousins, I walked out into the backyard to say hi to all the kids who were swimming in the pool. I have 5 cousins who made it to the party, the closest in age being Steven who was 12. Three others were around 6 or 7 years old, Steven's brother Jim, and two sisters Shannon and Molly. There was also a baby named Emma who was a year old. So anyway, my feelings immediately perked up upon seeing my oldest cousin Steven. I had remembered him as a shy little boy clinging to his mom's leg, I guess I didn't realize it had been years since I'd seen him. Boy was I surprised! He was standing on the diving board getting ready to jump, and in the few seconds before he did, my mind memorized his appearance and my dick immediately began to stir in my pants. He was about 5'6" with short brown hair and a very slim body. He wasn't skinny though, he was very toned with the beginnings of what most likely would become rock hard abs and pecs. His skin was darkly tanned, but what drew my attention the most was his shorts. He had on a pair of short swimming trunks with a flame pattern on it that were clinging to his skin from the wetness and perfectly outlining a small bulge where his pubescent cock and balls were. He saw me and waved, then jumped into the water doing a cannonball. My mind was racing with a million thoughts about Steven and his dick and most importantly how I could get to it. Needless to say, my dick was painfully hard in my briefs. Having not had a chance to stroke it the entire car ride there, I was extremely horny and felt a great desire to get to a bathroom and jack off until I cummed all over myself. I groaned when I realized that was virtually impossible to do surrounded by all my family. After saying hi to all my swimming cousins, I walked over to the patio table to say hi to my Uncle Bryan, Steven's father. We caught up a bit and chatted about school and what not when he said something that really caught my attention. He wondered if I'd want to camp out in the backyard with the boys that night so the parents wouldn't have to worry about looking after them. My then softening dick was back on the rise! I told him I wouldn't mind at all and that I thought it'd be fun. Of course he was extremely happy to hear that and told me that it'd just be me, Steven, and Jim, as the girls would be going home later since they only lived a couple hours away. This made the prospects even better. The rest of the night went by without incident. The kids pretty much played by themselves most of the time while I was left to wonder about on my own. I was hoping to hang out with Steven a little but he mostly played with the younger kids which I didn't feel like doing. I was pretty much hard the entire night thinking about Steven's body and more about the bulge in his shorts. Even more though, I couldn't help but fanaticize about what might happen later that night, about maybe seeing his cock, or if I was lucky, getting to hold it in my hands once he was asleep. At one point, I was so hard and horny, I went into the bathroom and took out my hard 6 inch cock and began jackin off. I just had to cum so bad! My right hand was flying up and down my dick as my left hand cupped and played with my loose balls. My eyes were closed with images of Steven's body in my mind, of pulling down his shorts to reveal his cock, of putting his hard dick in my warm wet mouth and sucking until he shot his creamy load down my throat, of spreading his legs apart and licking his hole and sticking my tongue in. Just as I was beginning to feel the start of my climax a knock came at the door. I stopped stroking immediately as if caught in the act. "Dammit," I said under my breath. "Hold on," I said grudgingly. I crammed my dick into my underwear and concealed it the best I could before flushing and unlocking the door. After that, I gave up the notion that I might be able to get off that night. The party went on, and slowly began to die down. At about 10:30, my Uncle Bryan had Steven and Jim get ready for bed and let me know that they should stay in the tent unless there was an emergency. The tent itself was set up pretty far from the house amongst some trees who's shadows hid us from view. Jim had on a pair of Scooby Doo pajamas, but me and Steven were still fully clothed. Was he going to change in the tent, I wondered. Hopefully he'd just strip down to his underwear like I was planning on doing. Maybe he'd sleep in the nude and I'd get to stare at his dick all night, and watch it get hard while he slept. Though I knew this was very unlikely. We got in and closed up the tent and got our sleeping bags all arranged. I was against one wall, Steven in the middle, and Jim on the other end, all of us laying parallel to each other. We all laid down and talked for a few minutes, but Jim must have been extremely tired because he fell asleep almost immediately. Me and Steven continued talking, he asked me what high school was like, was I excited to be driving, if I had a girlfriend. All normal stuff. But then, he finally asked me something exciting. "Did you bring any pajamas with, or are you sleeping in your clothes?" "Well, it's still pretty warm," I said. "I was just gonna sleep in my underwear if you don't care." I looked at him to gauge his reaction. I could have sworn I saw a bit of excitement in his face but couldn't tell because it was so dark. "Oh that's cool, I'll probably just do the same too then," he said as nonchalantly as possible, though now I could definitely hear the nervousness in his voice. He didn't make any move to start getting undressed, so I decided that I would so he wouldn't feel embarrassed or anything. I sat up a bit and pulled my nirvana t-shirt over my head noticing that Steven was watching my every move. I threw my shirt aside and stopped for a minute to scratch my belly, allowing him to look over my slim body that I'd toned up a bit that year. My chest and stomach was hairless except for a line of hair from my belly button down into my pants. After letting Steven take the view in I moved on to what hid my increasingly hard cock. Slowly, I undid the button to my jeans and unzipped watching Steven as his eyes stayed focused to my crotch. I was so excited being watched as I undressed! It was one of the best feelings I'd ever had. I slowly pulled my jeans down my legs and over my feet and threw them by my shirt. I looked over to see Steven staring at the definite bulge in my gray boxer briefs created by my straining hard dick. As I laid back down on my side, he seemed to snap out of it and looked back up at my face and smiled slightly. He then sat up and pulled his shirt over his head. I noticed that he already had a lot of hair under his arms as he did this, and thought of how much I'd love to stick my nose in there and lick up his boy sweat. He threw his shirt away and paused briefly as I had. My dick swelled larger as I saw his smooth tanned skin again. He undid his cargo shorts and slowly pulled them down his legs as well. As you can guess, my eyes were glued to his crotch. He was wearing a classic pair of white briefs which here tented up in the middle by his hard dick. The bulge was fairly large too. He must have been well into puberty judging my his arm pit hair and by the apparent size of his dick. My cock must have doubled in size right then, I glanced down at it and saw that all 6 inches was tenting my underwear out perfectly perpendicular to my body. There was no doubt that Steven knew I was hard. When I looked back up at him, he looked at me and seemed kind of uncomfortable. He mumble that he should go to sleep now and turned over to face his brother. Now, I was definitely disappointed, but he did at least leave me with an incredible view of his twelve year old ass. His tight briefs clung to him as if they were a second skin. I could see the perfect outline of his butt as well the back of his balls in between his legs. His legs had a light covering of fine hair and I wondered if he had any in his ass crack and thought how much I'd love to find out. I so wanted to whip out my cock right then and start beating it, but I knew he was already uncomfortable and didn't want to give him a reason to run in and tell his dad I was doing something wrong. So I laid there nearly content staring at his nearly naked body. What a sight to fall asleep to, and I did that, though it did take a while. Vaguely, I heard my name being called in the distance. It seemed so far away, as if the person were shouting but I still could barely hear it. Suddenly, I realized I was being shaken. I opened my eyes to find Steven kneeling next to my head shaking me with his hand on my shoulder calling my name. "What is it?" I mumbled sitting up quickly thinking something was wrong. I looked around but didn't see Jim anywhere. Steven must have known what I was thinking. "Jim went in earlier cause he was scared of being out here." Steven was kneeling next to me in all his half naked glory, what a beautiful sight to be woken up to. "So what's the matter?" I asked him realizing my dick was still hard but now my head was poking out above the waistband with a little precum oozing out of my hole. I looked back at Steven too tired to care that I was nearly exposed as I waited for his explanation. "Well, the thing is, I really need to pee." I didn't quite understand why I needed to be awakened because of that. But what he said got me immediately thinking again of his dick. My eyes flashed instantly to his crotch where I noticed there was a wet spot covering the front of his white briefs. "Oh.did you need me to walk you inside or something?" I asked, still not sure what he needed from me. Then I suddenly realized that it was pouring outside, that's why he couldn't just walk to the house. "Oh I didn't even hear it raining out," I said. "Yeah, I woulda just gone inside, but it's storming pretty bad out there." The wheels in my mind instantly began turning. I could just tell him to stick his dick out of the tent and piss, but where would be the fun in that? My tired mind came up with two ideas. He could piss right into my mouth and I'd swallow every last drop of his golden juice, hoping that he'd leave his cock in there for a bit longer after he was done pissing and I'd be able to suck him to hardness and drink the other nectar I so desired. Or he could piss into his sleeping bag, then sleep with me in mine for the rest of the night. I figured the former could be dismissed cause that might really gross him out. "Well, I have an idea. I really have to take a piss too," I said. I knew he was looking at my exposed dick head and smiled as I went on. "Why don't we both get into one of our sleeping bags, piss in there, then we can both dry off and sleep in the other one together until morning. We can wash the sleeping bag before anyone finds out." Steven looked at me for a moment in silence, and I swear that he smirked a little. I noticed too that his dick was starting to get hard because his briefs were so tight even the slightest stiffening was obvious. He thought it over for a little bit longer, and I started getting nervous that he was getting grossed out by me, but was relieved when he said, "There's really nothing else we could do, I guess." "Not that I can think of," I replied attempting to contain my excitement. "Why don't we do it in mine?" I suggested. Steven happily agreed. I decided to just strip off my underwear out in the open, hoping he would do the same thing. I pulled my boxer briefs down and tossed them aside. Steven was staring at my hard cock and balls. "Wow you got a lot of hair down there," he said. "Even on your balls." He started reaching out to touch them, but then thought twice and pulled back. I was about to tell him he could, when he stood up and pulled down his briefs. A 5 inch hard dick popped out and slapped against his stomach. Oh my god the beauty! Steven had a small patch of light brown hair above his dick but his low hanging balls were completely hairless. His cock stuck nearly straight up and his balls swayed back and forth as he stepped out of his underwear and threw them aside. "You have a really big dick for your age, Steve," I said to him so that he wouldn't feel uncomfortable or anything. "Really? I always thought I was small when I'd look at the other boys in the locker room." He said, sort of cringing when he said that last part thinking he shouldn't have said that. "No, you'll probably have a huge cock by the time you're my age," I told him to reassure him. "Well, climb on in." He knelt down and climbed in on his side facing me zipping the bag up after himself. The bag was small, thank god, so our bodies were pressed up right against each other. I put my arm over his waist and he did the same to me. It was so hot being in there. Our rock hard cocks pressed into each others stomachs and I could actually feel his balls against mine. I felt like I could have cum right then but knew I shouldn't. We were practically hugging, our chests were against each others and I could feel his breath on my face. I let my hand rest on his butt cheek only centimeters from his crack and sort of pulled him as close to me as possible. He reciprocated by slightly grinding his hips and pressing his cock into my stomach which produced a very sexy guttural groan from him. "Are you ready?" I asked him barely able to repress the excitement in my voice. He nodded and I saw him close his eyes with a concentrated look on his face. A few seconds later my reward for coming on the trip spurted forth. A powerful gushing stream of piss shot from his dick splattering all over our stomachs and chests. The sharp odor of his golden stream hit my nose instantly and my dick swelled even larger, if that was possible. As the pissing continued, I strained to force my own bladder to contract, spurting forth my own piss soaking both of our bodies and the sleeping bag. I could feel the warm piss dripping over my side into my ass and over my back. The shower of urine continued, and I just couldn't help my self, I reached in between our naked piss soaked bodies putting my hand directly in the streams of our piss soaking my hand. After which, I brought my hand to my mouth and sucked the tangy boy juice off of every finger. After doing that, I no longer had control over myself. I reached down again and wrapped my hand around both of our hard pissing cocks and began stroking our slippery urine soaked dicks as fast as I could. I looked at Steven's face. His eyes were tightly closed and he had a look of ecstasy on his face. His mouth was slightly parted and he was breathing very rapidly. He began pumping his cock in and out of my hands. It was such a great feeling, our cocks pressed up against each other, jacking off, pissing all over our smooth teen bodies. I was in heaven and didn't want it to end, but soon our bladders emptied and the pissing stopped. I released our dicks and placed my hand back on his butt, this time putting my fingers right on his ass crack. The smell of urine permeated the tent and made me as horny as I'd ever been in my entire life. The feeling of being covered in my cousins piss was the greatest, and knowing that he was covered in mine.That our bodies were pressed up against each others, sliding a bit each time we inhaled and exhaled because we were so slick from the piss..That his achingly hard cock was pressed against mine and that I could feel his hairless balls nestled against my own.That I was holding his butt cheek in my hand.Feeling each breath he took, the warm air he exhaled against my cheek..All this made our experience together one of the deepest most passionate moments I'd ever had in my entire 16 years of life.The only problem was, did Steven feel the same? Please send any and all comments, suggestions, questions, etc. to mcimmortal@hotmail.com All is appreciated!