Date: Sat, 27 Jul 2002 02:55:59 -0500 From: Michael Iverson Subject: My Cousin on the Cape part II __________________________________ From My Cousin on the Cape Part I 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? __________________________________ My Cousin on the Cape Part II We both were in ecstasy, breathing rapidly, staring deeply into each other's wide eyes. Every inch of our smooth nude bodies from below the chin to the bottom of the ass and balls was covered in piss. The sleeping bag itself in which we lay was drenched in our warm urine. I could feel his hard wet cock pressed up against my own, and then, looking into his eyes, I realized suddenly that he wanted me just as much as I wanted him! His hand was cupping my ass cheek and his fingers were slightly digging in between. It seemed I could feel every inch of his body...his small nipples erect pressing hard against my chest; his armpit hair brushing against my side from the arm that draped over me; his small patch of pubic hair against my hard cock that was pressed tightly against his. I could even still feel his warm piss dripping down my back and into my ass crack. With all this, and the heavy odor of our mingled piss, I was more horny than I'd ever been in my life, my cock was harder than I could ever remember it being. At that moment, without being able to control myself, I leaned toward him and put my lips against his and began kissing him with all the passion within. Steven didn't hesitate one second, but instead opened his mouth to receive my tongue. He met mine half way with his own and we began to passionately explore each other's mouths, tasting each other's saliva, reveling in the feeling of being in the other's hot wet mouth. At the same moment, we began grinding our cocks into each other, our bodies taking control. I licked his tongue and sucked slightly as I could feel the magnificent feeling of my cock sliding over his slick urine soaked belly, feeling his own cock rubbing against mine. My eyes closed, I kissed him harder, thrusted my rock hard cock against him faster, and, with out even thinking I shouldn't, pressed my fingers into his crack and began to massage his hole. Steven seemed to love this as he began making grunting noises into my mouth. I was so close to cumming I didn't think I could hold it off much longer, but how I craved to make this passion last! This utter animal like sexual passion! Steven began reciprocating the attention I was giving to his back side as I felt his hand slide into my own butt crack massaging and even pushing against my hole with two fingers. I pushed my index finger into his hole slightly eliciting a long groan from Steven. I could feel his tight wet ass around my finger and craved to know what it tasted and smelled like but couldn't break away from what we were doing even if I wanted to. He took his lips away from mine, his head tilted back, mouth open, his tongue licking his lips. He pressed his cock against me harder, faster. Our bodies were racing, our cocks pistoning against each other. Sweat dripped from all over our bodies, mingling with our piss, adding to the pungent intoxifying aroma. I pushed my finger farther into his ass, just as his finger went from massaging my hole to pushing against and then entering. He didn't delay at all, but stuck his entire index finger into me. I could hold back noise no longer. I was in ecstasy, and the moans that escaped my lips confirmed it. There we were, sweat and urine soaked, our cocks grinding into each other, our fingers inside each others asses, I knew I could hold out no longer. I pushed my finger all the way into his ass and began fucking him with it as I threw my leg over his bringing our cocks closer together and began pumping my dick as fast as I could, needing to cum. I put my lips back against his when.... ::Crack:: We immediately stopped any and all movement when we heard footsteps approaching the tent, thankfully cracking some twig on the way so that we had some warning. Our expressions of ecstasy immediately turned to horror as we heard someone slowly approaching the tent. Somehow Steven unzipped the sleeping bag jumped out and into his own fast enough that both of our naked bodies were covered just as the front cover to the tent was being unzipped. "Are you boys awake?" It was Steven's mom, my Aunt Lily. She only unzipped the front to the tent a little and I was praying as hard as I could that she wouldn't notice the heavy aroma of piss, or if she did, that she would simply dismiss it for some reason or another. I slowly opened my eyes, pretending that she had just woken me and tried with all my might to control my heavy breathing. As I looked up to the door, I casually glanced at Steven who lay with his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. "I'm awake," I said in the most tired voice I could muster up. "Is everything okay?" "Everything's fine Mike," She replied now whispering so as not to wake up Steven. "I just wanted to make sure you guys are all right after that storm. There's nothing leaking in there, is there?" I couldn't help being mildly amused at the question. Two certain things were leaking just minutes before, and I was hoping for one more leak before she had to interrupt us! "No Aunt Lily, we're okay in here. I didn't even realize it was storming that bad." I said trying to get her to leave as soon as possible, still hoping she wouldn't smell anything and that she didn't want us to come inside. "Ok, go back to bed then, I'll see you in the morning," she said yawning as she finished her sentence and zipped up the flap. I didn't move an inch until I could hear her footsteps fade away into the distance and the back door shut behind her. I immediately turned my head over to Steven to find his eyes open, wide with fear, staring at me. I let out a long sigh of relief, "Oh my god, I was so scared!" I whispered to him, even though I knew no one was close enough to actually hear us. "Me too! What if she'd come in?" he whispered back to me, his voice shaky from nearly being discovered naked with his cousin. "Thank god..." his voice trailed off. I could tell that he was just as disappointed as I was that we were interrupted, but I wasn't sure what to do next. Should I just get up and walk over to him, pretending that his mom had never interrupted us? Or was what happened just a heat of the moment kind of thing that he would never want to repeat? I had no idea what to do or say, but knew that either way, my cock was still harder than I could ever remember it, and that after being halted so close to releasing the biggest load of cum in my life, I'd have to get off with or without him. God how I hoped it would be with him. We both laid in the dark tent in silence, finally calming down after such a fright. My mind was racing with "what-ifs" and hundreds of questions at once. I continually stole glances at him, each time finding him simply staring at the ceiling of the tent, apparently in thought. But what could he be thinking about? Was he regretful, or anxious for what would happen next? I finally decided that it couldn't be a heat of the moment type thing for him to lay in a sleeping bag nude with his just as naked cousin pissing and being pissed on. He wanted what happened just as much as I had, and he was probably just scared to start again. I made the decision that I'd have to make the first move, to say something first about what had happened in order to ease his fear. Just as I was opening my mouth to say something, Steven started giggling softly. Apparently his fright had worn off. "What is it?" I asked, but my question only elicited more laughter, louder this time. "What are you laughing at???" I asked more forcefully as I started laughing too at his chuckling. "I just..." he said between laughter, "you know you're laying in a big puddle of our piss, right?" Steven started giggling more madly after saying this, and his laughter seemed to be contagious because I couldn't stop either. We both laughed together for a few seconds and my heart leapt up because I knew that our night together wasn't over yet, and above that, Steven was the one to bring it up first! No longer scared of his reaction, or unsure of his desires, I told him, "You're welcome to come back in if you want." I made the tone of my voice sound as if I was just kidding him, that I was continuing with what he'd said a minute earlier. But he and I both knew that the invitation was real and that whether or not it happened in my sleeping bag, I wanted to feel his naked body against mine again. "You mean, you don't care about the piss?" he asked me. He knew that I not only didn't care, but that I thoroughly enjoyed the piss, but I think he was just a little curious. So I decided I'd give him more than just a yes or no, and see if he'd do the same. "Actually I love pissing on myself," I said to him, looking at his face to make sure I wasn't stepping over any lines. Finding that his face showed only excitement and curiosity, I went on. "I remember that whenever I was in the shower, I'd point the nozzle down so it wasn't spraying me, then I'd start pissing all over myself. I loved it so much. I'd make sure I had to pee before I took a shower every night just so I could take a piss all over myself." The look of excitement never left his face and after listening to what I'd said and thinking for a few moments, a small smirk broke from his lips. "This one time," he said grinning a little wider now, "I laid down on my floor and put a cup on my belly so I could see if I could pee into it. I started out getting most of it in there but then I started to get a boner, and my piss went everywhere. I was soaked with my own piss but it was so much fun." I was about to remark on this, but Steven smiled more and went on. "And when I was little, well I still do now sometimes, when my dad would go to take a piss, he'd always leave the door a little bit open, so I'd sit there and watch him piss. You could see him perfectly from the side. He has the biggest dick I've ever seen. I love sitting there watching him take a piss then running back to my room and jerking off," he said smiling. He didn't seem to be the least bit embarrassed by what he just revealed to me so I figured I'd find out as much as I could. "How long have you been jackin' off?" I asked lowering my hand to my hard cock, slowly stroking it, making enough movement inside my sleeping bag so that he'd notice. "Not too long, a few months maybe...well around last fall when school started," he replied unabashedly. As he said this I noticed his hand move in his sleeping bag down to his dick and the motion of his hand moving up and down his four inch cock. After a few moments of looking at each other, stroking our cocks in the hidden depths of our sleeping bags, Steven hesitantly asked me, "Are you...hard right now?" Now I knew the he knew very well that I was hard, he know I was stroking my dick as we spoke, but the fact that he asked that, and that we were discussing what we were in general, was extremely arousing. Not to mention that fact that we were both watching each other as we stroked our meat. "I am harder then I've ever been in my life, I feel like my cock's about to burst!" I said getting a slight laugh out of Steven. Ok, I'd had enough of the talking. My dick began to take control of the rest of my body, my mind, and the words that were about to come out of my mouth. "As fun as what we did was, sitting in a cold wet sleeping bag isn't, do you mind if I come out?" He shook his head no, so I wasted not one second and unzipped my bag and stepped out. His eyes followed my every movement as I stood fully naked above him, my right hand still gripped firmly around my hard cock. Steven began unzipping his bag, never taking his eyes off my nude teenage body. "You want to come in now then?" he asked a little shakily. He seemed to have lost the confidence he had when he was telling me about his piss story and about jerking off after watching his dad naked in the bathroom. As much as I would've loved to climb naked again into a sleeping bag with my 12 year old cousin, my racing teenage mind had a better idea. "Well," I said slowly, "why don't you come out of there? I don't know if we'll have enough room with these hard dicks of ours." I smiled at him slightly and he smiled back. Not even thinking it over, Steven slid out of the sleeping bag and stood up in front of me. I stared at his smooth naked body in front of mine. His four inch cock was poking straight up and was mere inches away from mine. His balls were pulled tight in their wrinkly sac against his body. His small dime sized nipples looked painfully erect on his smooth tanned chest. I looked up to find his big blue eyes staring into mine with what could only be described as pure lust. Leaning down slightly, I pressed my lips against his and thrust my tongue into his mouth passionately, feeling his own tongue as it came to life, entering my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his back, pulling him as close to my body as possible. My senses were overloaded! In that moment of pulling him toward me, I felt his tongue hit the back of my throat, his nipples hard against my chest, his cock pressing painfully into belly, rubbing against the side of my own dick, his balls next to mine, and finally his hands rubbing slowly down my back, finding their place on my butt cheeks. What a moment! I broke our kiss slightly and told him we should lay back down. He didn't reply except by breathing heavily against my cheek. He laid down on his back beckoning me with his smooth young naked body. I straddled his hips, my knees on either side, and leaned forward to continue our kiss. My cock was lightly pressed against his as I licked every inch of his mouth, but his mouth was the least of what I wanted. I ended our kiss, and moved just a few inches down his body when I saw both his armpits exposed, his arms being spread, hands under his head. I'd wanted for the longest time to stick my nose in a man's hairy pit, inhaling the sweaty aroma, plunging my tongue in and tasting the salty taste. I glanced at Steven's face. His eyes were closed, his breathing heavy. I didn't think twice. My nose was hit with the heavy scent of his preteen pit. His hair was drenched in sweat, and I could smell no sign of deodorant. God how I loved this boy! Inhaling deeply, I stuck my tongue out and began licking up and down and across his pit, through his hair, savoring his salty sweat. Not only was my nose greeted with the pungent smell of sweat, but I could unmistakingly smell the piss he and I had just drenched ourselves in. My head was spinning, I couldn't imagine anything better but knew that that was wrong. I inched my way down his body, licking the sweat and dried piss that he was covered in, stopping only briefly at his nipples to give them a slight sucking. Slowly, inch by inch, licking the sweat and our combined piss that we had just released from our cocks, I made my way down Steven's body. I wanted his cock, yes, oh God how I wanted his cock, but I wanted to save that to the end. I wanted to enjoy his body as much as I could before he cummed. So I passed his dick, making him groan in disapproval, and lifted his legs and spread them as much as he could. I laid down fully on my stomach, grinding my cock into the ground, and put my nose into his ass inhaling deeply. It was damp with his sweat and our piss...it was... indescribable! I stuck my tongue in between his spread cheeks, licking all I could, finally concentrating on his hole. Steven began moaning when my tongue made contact. With the encouragement, I stuck my tongue in as far as I could making him moan even loader, uncontrollably. My dreams were coming true...I was rimming someone and I loved it! He had only sparse amounts of hair in his crack, and that made it even better. I continued licking his hole, inhaling, and sticking my tongue in for the next couple minutes. I couldn't get enough of his ass. But again, that wasn't what I really wanted. I moved up from his ass and began licking his balls, they were no longer tight against his body, but hanging low, laying between his legs. I took each one in my mouth, licking every inch, still tasting our piss. Finally, I began licking the base of his four inch cock. Steven began moaning again as my tongue encircled the sides of his dick making my way to the top. With my left hand, I began madly stroking my dick, and with my right, I just had to feel another boy's dick. I wrapped my hand around his saliva coated dick, squeezing and stroking it. His cock felt so great in my hand, but I wanted it in my mouth! I bent down again and took just the head in, sucking and licking at his piss slit and right beneath it with my tongue. Steven began squirming beneath me and I knew he wouldn't last much longer. I began rubbing his wet hole with my right hand, pushing two fingers into him slightly. His ass muscles contracted and he seemed to push his body against them wanting more. My mouth slid from the head of his cock down to the base in one smooth motion. His small patch of pubic hairs were against my nose as I began encircling his cock with my tongue and pushing my two fingers farther up his ass. His cock and ass raised up from the ground in an attempt to get his cock further down my throat and my fingers further up his ass. I pushed my fingers in and out of him, fucking him with them and began bobbing my head up and down his dick. I'd pause occasionally at the head, tonguing his piss slit for a moment then proceeding to take his cock back into my mouth entirely. My fingers fucked in and out of him faster and faster, and my head moved up and down his cock faster and faster. Steven was moaning continually and squirming beneath me, bucking his hips up toward my mouth. I wanted his cum...I wanted him to shoot his hot boy cum into my mouth...I wanted to suck every last drop from his quivering cock...I wanted to feel his ass convulse around my fingers as he shot his load. He began raising his hips from the ground harder, fucking my mouth with every animal instinct within him. I lowered my head, taking the entire length of his hard cock into my mouth when I heard him making loud grunts. He raised his hips. My nose was in his pubic hair, his tight balls against my chin. I sucked his dick as hard as I could....and right then...his ass started contracting wildly around my fucking fingers. I felt his cock shoot the first stream of cum powerfully to the back of my throat. Wave after wave of boy cum filled my mouth from his dick. Some of it dribbled out the sides of the mouth down my chin, but I could care less. I swallowed every drop of his cum that I could licking it from the sides of my mouth, then returning to his cock making sure I had all of it. I loved having his hard cock in my mouth more than words can describe, he'd just shot load after load of his hot cum into my mouth, but still I didn't want his dick to leave my mouth. My hand flew up and down my dick, I jacked off faster then I'd ever had in my life. My fingers were still inside him and my mouth was still nursing at his dick, as I stroked my cock. I lifted my head from his dick and removed my fingers from his ass and continued with my dick kneeling over Steven. His eyes were open watching me stroke it like a madman. Within seconds my back arched, my eyes closed, and my cum flew from my dick. The first of it landing near Steven's head, in the most powerful orgasm I'd ever had. The next couple streams of my hot white cum landed on his smooth chest, and the rest dribble out of my cock over my fist and fell onto his half hard dick. I immediately lowered my head back to his cock and engulfed, swallowing my cum that had landed on it. I knew my mouth was too much for his sensitive dick so I released it and proceeded to lick every drop of cum from his heaving stomach and chest. After cleaning him up with my tongue, and milking out the last of my cum from my still hard cock, I collapsed next to Steven, the both of us breathing rapidly, simply looking at each other, words not even necessary. Please send any and all comments, suggestions, questions, etc. to mcimmortal@hotmail.com All is appreciated!