Date: Sat, 08 Jan 2005 17:40:01 -0600 From: Mark Writer Subject: My Jock Cousin's Apartment - Part 10 This story includes homosexual content. If it is illegal for you to read such material or if such material offends you, read no further. The characters and events in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author. Main characters: Mark Mattingly 14, 5'9", brn, brn, 5" Drew Mattingly 15, 6', bld, blue, 6" Keith Phillips 16, 6'8", brn, brn, 9.75" Jason Walters 15, 5'10", bld, blue, 5.5" My Jock Cousin's Apartment - Part 10 By: Mark Writer (markwriter629@hotmail.com) As I crawled out of bed Friday morning I could hear the radio playing in the living room. I staggered to the bathroom, wondering what Drew was doing up before seven. I peed, showered and relieved my morning woody, pulled on clean boxers, and headed to the kitchen where I found my naked cousin sitting at the snack bar eating a bowl of cereal. "Whoa! Goin' nude today, Drew?" I joked. "Morning. No, Mark, I was hungry and couldn't sleep. So I got up for a snack and to think, and I just haven't got dressed yet." "Hey, is something wrong? Why can't you sleep? What you need to think about?" "I've just been thinking about your party. I wish dad was gonna be here. He's real cool about parties and keeps mom out of the way. I hope she doesn't spoil all the fun." "Hey, your mom's cool. The party will be fine. I can't wait to meet your friends." "Yeah, I hope so," Drew said. Someone knocked on the door, and Drew went to answer it. "Jason must have woke up early, too," he said as he opened the door. "Oh my goodness!" Aunt Cindy yelled and blushed. Red-faced and butt naked, Drew turned and ran to his room, and I, startled at being caught in my boxers, darted behind the snack bar. "I'm sorry, Mom," Drew whimpered as he reappeared in a pair of jogging shorts, his face still crimson. "It was a shock, but I'll recover," Cindy laughed. "You should know better than to answer the door like that. But it's not the first time I've seen you naked. I used to give you a bath when you were little." She winked at me and grinned. "He's sure not little anymore!" "Mom!" Drew shrieked turning a brighter red. "OK, Drew, I guess that's enough embarrassment. I came to tell you about your new party chaperone. My brother, Josh, called late last night. He and a friend are driving up to the state university, and he wanted to visit with us on the way. I told him about Bob showing the house and Mark's party. He suggested I go with Bob, and he would watch you guys until we get back. They don't have to be at the university until Monday." "Wow! Uncle Josh is going to chaperone the party?" Drew said. "Yes, and the same rules apply. Don't give him a bad time." Uncle Bob came in and said, "Guys, you behave while we're gone." He looked at his watch. "Cindy we better get on the road if we're going to be on time." Aunt Cindy hugged and kissed Drew, then walked over to me. As she hugged me tightly and kissed my cheek, I felt my cock press against her thigh and begin to swell. "Mark, honey, you're not so little anymore either," she whispered, and I decided then that Aunt Cindy was OK, just as cool as Uncle Bob. We wished Cindy and Bob a good trip, and they reminded us that Josh would arrive by noon and that he was in charge. As soon as the door closed Drew ran over and high-fived me. "Dude, we'll have a great party," he said. "Josh is real neat. He's a lot younger than mom, about twenty-five or six. He teaches at a college. You'll like him." Jason and Keith soon arrived to take me to swim practice. Drew filled them in about Josh and asked us to come back right after practice and help him get ready for the party. Coach Martin greeted us when we entered the pool area. "Join the other swimmers by the pool, fellows. I have a surprise for the team," he told us. We sat next to Matt. He told us the Speedo guy was there and was probably going to make a big deal about giving our team swimsuits. In a few minutes Coach Martin brought the Speedo guy over and introduced him. "Guys, let me introduce Bob Mounce. We've been friends since we were on our college swim team together. He works for Speedo now, and as most of you know, thanks to Bob, Speedo has generously donated our team swimwear for the last few years. Well, this year Bob has worked out a real deal for us. I'll let him explain." "Swimmers, I have arranged for the Weldon High School Swim Team to test Speedo's latest high-tech racing swimwear," he began. "You will be among the first swimmers in the world to wear new UltraFastskin, developed by Speedo for the next Olympic swimmers. At the Athens Olympics, Michael Phelps and other Olympic swimmers competed in Speedo's FastskinII. Well, we think UltraFastskin will perform even better. We believe UltraFastskin is the most advanced and lowest drag swimwear in the world. It's made of a revolutionary new fabric, developed by Speedo. The smooth, thin fabric mimics sharkskin to reduce drag in key areas of the body and compresses the body to stop skin vibration and muscle oscillation to save energy and reduce drag. It should improve a swimmers time by as much as five percent. That's what we hope to prove with your team's test." Coach Martin stood. "Several college teams are also testing UltraFastskin, but you are the only high school team, thanks to Bob's influence," he said. "Guys, let's give Bob a hand," Coach yelled, and we all applauded. Bob reached into a box and pulled out a plastic bag, opened it and held up a swimsuit. "I have a UltraFastskin Jammer like this for each of you," he announced. "I want to warn you that they are made of a very thin, high-tech fabric that will mold to your body like a thin second skin." Coach interrupted, "And, men, these are very valuable. Bob tells me that they will retail for $150 or more, so treat them with care. Your names are on the plastic bags. Find yours and get suited up for practice." Matt rushed to the box and handed out the UltraFastskins, and we all hurried into the locker room anxious to try on our new swimsuits. I removed mine from the plastic bag amazed at its unbelievably thin, slick feel. I quickly undressed and stepped into my high- tech UltraFastskin Jammer. It was our school colors, royal blue with a silver stripe down each side. It felt slick and smooth as I pulled it on. It fit like a glove, and I had to tug to get it over my hips. Once it was on, I could hardly feel it at all. I looked at Jason dressing next to me. His back was to me. His suit had molded itself to his cute bubble butt, and it looked real sexy. I ran my hand across the tempting mounds. Jason turned around, and my mouth fell open. The high-tech fabric had not only molded to the contours of his butt but his lovely package as well. I felt my dick begin to grow as I gazed at his plump balls and perfect dick encased in the shiny blue swimsuit. It displayed his equipment even more than his tight Speedo had. "Wow, dude! Those UltraFastskins really show off your equipment," I said. Jason swayed his hips and asked, "You like the way I look in them?" "Oh, yeah!" Jason pointed to my crotch and smiled, "Yeah, I can see that. I hate to point, but your semi doesn't look bad in your suit either." I scanned the locker room. Everyone looked like they had been poured into their swimsuits. My eyes feasted on the butts and packages proudly on display, the hot scenery causing my dick to grow even more. "Wow! Bob wasn't kidding," I said. "These suits really do mold to your body." "Yeah, they're real revealing! Sexy, huh?" I nodded and said, "Come on, let's get to the pool." About half way through practice, Coach blew his whistle and ordered us out of the water. "Listen up," he said, as we climbed out. "Bob wants to tell you something about your new suits." "Guys, rub your hands over your wet suits and notice how slick they feel," Bob said. "When the fabric is wet, it's as slick as sharkskin and glides through the water with almost no resistance." I rubbed my thigh. Bob was right. My suit felt really slick. "When wet the fabric also clings even more to the contours of your body," he continued, eyeing our crotches and pausing with awe when he spotted Keith's monstrous mound. My sharp eyes had already noticed that we now looked like our new, blue Jammers had been spray-painted onto us. You could see every detail. The clinging fabric left nothing to the imagination. It molded to our scrotums and covered our cocks almost as snuggly as a condom. You could even see the ridges around the heads of our cocks. We might as well have been nude. Like Bob, I couldn't pull my eyes from Keith's huge package. He looked like he had a blue, foot long hot dog with a mushroom on the end and two blue golf balls below stuck to the front of his new Jammers. "Ah um," Bob said. "I guess at swim meets you guys might want to tie a towel around your waists when you're not competing." He grinned at Coach and blushed. "I...I mean maybe," he stammered. "That's just a suggestion." "Yeah, that's not a bad idea, guys," Coach laughed. "We wouldn't want any of the female spectators passing out." Coach had us change into our old Speedos for the last half of practice. Bob compared our times for each half and was all smiles; everyone had faster times in their UltraFastskins. He said he would be at practice once a week to compare times between our old and new swimsuits as part of the test study. As we were dressing after practice, Matt suggested we wear our new swimsuits at my pool party. "Come on guys!" he pleaded. "They're real sexy. It'll be fun." "Yeah, OK, I will if you all will," Keith said, and Jason and I agreed. "Good! See you guys at the party," Matt said. "And don't chicken out on me!" On our way back to the apartment, Keith suggested we stop for some burgers to take home for lunch. "Good idea," Jason said. "I'm hungry enough to eat two or three Big Macs." "Not Mickey D's!" Keith moaned. "It's my day off. I see enough of that place when I'm at work." We decided on White Castle and got a bunch of burgers from there. There was a red Mustang convertible parked in Drew's driveway, when we got to the apartment. It looked like his uncle was already there. When we entered the apartment, Drew introduced us to Josh, a trim, good-looking blond, about six feet tall with a golden tan, killer smile and sparkling ice-blue eyes. "Hi," he said and firmly squeezed each of our hands. "Drew's been tellin' us all about you dudes." "Don't believe a word he said about us," Keith joked. "Oh, so you're not drug dealers and serial killers, huh?" Josh laughed. "They look more like future Olympic swimmers to me," commented the young, muscular, bronze Adonis standing next to Josh. His manly face was framed by shiny black hair that fell casually over his forehead and ears. His thick lips formed a sexy smile, and his eyes glistened as they scanned our bodies. I felt a twinge in my groin as I admired his masculine frame, lusting to explore each of his rippling muscles with my hands and tongue. Josh smiled at his friend, "Oh sorry, guys, meet my boyfriend, Adrian. And he's right. Drew told us you were at swim team practice. And, I can tell that you guys do a lot of swimming. You all have great looking swimmer builds. Don't they, Adrian?" The muscular hunk's eyes slowly inspected us from head to toe once again. "Uh huh, they sure do," he agreed. "Your boyfriend?" Keith asked in surprise. Josh put an arm around Adrian's waist. "Yes, we've been together almost a year," Josh answered. "Josh told me they were boyfriends while I was beating around the bush, trying to tell him that I'm gay," Drew said. "Well, dudes, you're in friendly territory," Keith said. "We're all of the same persuasion. Mark and Jason here are boyfriends, too." "That's what Drew told us. He also mentioned that you and he are really close friends," Josh said, making quotation marks with his fingers. "Yeah, Drew's my best bud," Keith responded with a wicked grin. I tossed the bag of burgers I was holding on the coffee table and suggested we eat. Josh and Adrian joined us for our White Castle feast. We had bought two-dozen burgers, so there were plenty for everyone. As we ate we learned more about Adrian and Josh. They told us they met at the beginning of last school year. Adrian was a freshman student in both Josh's psychology and sociology classes. They instantly fell for each other, and second semester Adrian moved out of his dorm and in with Josh. Adrian said he would be nineteen in a month. He was seven years younger than Josh. His bronze skin tone and dark hair, he said, were from his Filipino descent; his grandmother was from the Philippines. "Dude, those sure are awesome muscles you have there," Keith said. "With your build and looks you could probably be a model." "Don't bring that up," Josh moaned. "I just got him to quit that business." "You did?" Keith asked. "Yeah," Adrian said. "When I started school I needed a job and saw an ad in the student paper for a part-time model. I got the job modeling for this guy. It turned out he took pictures for gay porn web sites. I wasn't wild about having my pictures on the Internet, but I needed the money. The first time, he took pictures while I undressed and did bodybuilder poses. The second session, he paid me extra to jerk off while he snapped pictures. Then he talked me into posing with another guy for more money. I modeled for him about five times before Josh found out what kind of pictures he took and talked me into quitting. I'm glad he did. I wish I'd never started. Those pictures are still all over the Internet." "Whoa, dude, you're on some of those gay porn sites?" Drew asked. "I have to admit I like to look at those sites. Who knows, I might have even jerked off to some of your pictures?" "You and thousands of other guys," Josh said with a scowl. "Did you make a lot of bucks doin' that," I asked. "Mark, don't go getting any ideas," Jason said. "I just wondered what they pay those models," I said. "Yeah, Mark, I did, but now with the tips I get, I make more dancing," Adrian said. "But I guess I'll have to quit that job when I start state university." "You don't need to work anymore while you're in school," Josh said. "I'll make plenty of money as a university professor." "What kind of dancing do you do?" Keith asked. "I dance at a club," Adrian said. "Adrian, just tell it like it is!" Josh snapped. "He's a stripper at a gay club." "Exotic dancer," Adrian corrected. "Whatever," Josh replied. "But he won't be after I start my new job." "Well, maybe private dances for my boyfriend sometimes," Adrian said. "Sorry I asked," Keith mumbled. "No problem," Josh said. "Adrian does make real good money, and it helps. As a part-time instructor at a community college, I don't make a fortune." "Yeah, dancing pays well, Adrian said. But the hours are late, and some of the customers can get pretty rude and nasty. I can honestly say that I won't miss that." "Damn, Adrian, you sure have had some wild jobs," Keith commented. Drew glared at Keith and said, "Guys, we better start getting things ready for Mark's party. Don't you think?" Keith looked at his watch. "Yeah, it's two o'clock. We've only got about three hours. What you want us to do, Drew?" "Well, you know some of the guys will be real early. I want to be ready before those early birds get here." "That's cool. Just tell us what to do," Keith said. "Mom said she ordered some things from Subway. We need to pick those up." "OK, I'm on my way," Keith said. "Oh, and pick up a couple of bags of ice," Drew added. "I'll go with you," Josh volunteered. "Sure, let's go" Keith said, and they headed out the door. The rest of us followed Drew to the kitchen to get the chips, dip and sodas his mom had left for the party. Then Jason and I picked up around the pool and cleaned it while Drew and Adrian set up a CD player near the pool. "I guess we're about done until Keith and Josh get back with the sandwiches and ice," Drew said. "Then why don't we get dressed for the party?" Jason asked. "Good idea, Jason," I said. "Let's get into our new swimsuits. Drew hasn't seen them." "We got new team suits today," I explained. "The guys from the swim team decided to wear them to the party." "Wait till you see them," Jason said. "They're made out of this thin, high-tech cloth." "They'll see," I said. "Come on, Jason, let's go get them on." Jason and I ran to the apartment, stripped off our clothes, tossed them in the bottom of my closet, and jumped into the shower. We quickly washed each other, our hands paying a little extra attention to some body parts. Then we slipped into our new UltraFastskin Jammers. I couldn't help but admire Jason in his new skin-tight suit. His gorgeous cock and balls couldn't be missed. I also couldn't miss his lovely blue eyes staring at my crotch. "Damn, you sure look way hot in that suit," Jason said. I ran my hands across the front of his slick, blue suit, cupped his plump balls and whispered, "Believe me, boyfriend, so do you." We rushed onto the deck and strutted down the stairs toward the pool area. Jason suddenly stopped on the last step and motioned toward the pool. There I spotted my jock cousin slouched in a chair, his fly pulled open and legs spread wide. Adrian was kneeling between his muscular thighs, his face pressed into Drew's exposed crotch. "Looks like Adrian's getting to know Drew a lot better," I whispered. "I'll say! What should we do?" Jason asked. I sat down on a step and said, "I guess have a seat and enjoy the show." "Awww! Adrian, that feels good," Drew said. "Dude, you've got a real sweet mouth." Adrian raised his head and tugged at Drew's shorts. "Let's get these out of the way, and I'll make you feel even better," he said, as he slid the shorts off Drew's feet and dove back into his crotch. "Oh! Yeah! Lick my balls," Drew moaned. "Dude, I love that. Don't stop! You're really making me hot." Watching this live action was hotter than any porn video. Drew moaned encouragement and giggled with joy as Adrian hungrily licked and slurped his excited genitals. Then Adrian paused and lifted Drew's strong legs toward his huge shoulders, exposing his muscular buttocks. He smiled and kissed each firm cheek, then lowered his face into Drew's gaping crack. Drew moaned, twitched and turned his head from side to side. Awww! Yes! Yes! Eat my ass," he yelled. "Wow! Yeah! Stick your tongue in there." My excited cock sprang to attention as I watched, enthralled by the erotic action, as Adrian franticly fisted Drew's stiff cock and eagerly burrowed his mouth deeper into my jock cousin's spread butt cheeks. I was envious of Adrian, as I recalled the tangy flavor and manly aroma of Drew's warm moist valley. "Dude, I'm getting there," Drew warned Adrian. "I'm about to shoot!" Adrian raised his head and, with a sexy smile, gradually licked his wet tongue from the base of Drew's rock-hard cock to the mushroom head, and then he parted his luscious lips and slowly slid the entire shaft into his hungry mouth, resting his nose in Drew's golden pubic hairs. Both Jason's and my eyes focused intently on the erotic scene before us, as our hands feverishly rubbed our engorged cocks through the thin cloth of our high-tech swimsuits. In just seconds, Drew squinted his eyes, arched his back and yelled, "Here it comes! AWWWW! Take it! Swallow my load!" Adrian held the spewing tool in his mouth until Drew calmed, then gently stroked the final drops from the pulsing rod and carefully licked it clean. Adrian smiled at Drew and licked his lips. "Mmmmmm! That was yummy," he said. Drew looked exhausted as he panted, "Awesome, totally awesome!" "Thanks," Adrian responded with a giggle. "Yeah, dude, I like the way you use your tongue. You sure give some wicked head." "Josh calls that Filipino fellatio. He likes the way I do it, too." Drew grinned. "Yeah, I'll bet he does." I nudged Jason. We stood and strutted toward the pool, our boners prominently displayed in our new high-tech swimsuits. As we neared the couple, Drew was the first to notice us. "Damn!" he exclaimed. "Are those really your new team suits?" "Yep, the latest thing in racing swimsuits," I said. "What do you think of them?" Drew eyed our stiff dicks. "They sure show off your goods," he said. "Wow! You look totally hot!" Adrian said. "Look at those hard dicks." "Yeah, well, watchin' your hot action made 'em that way," Jason said. "Oh?" Adrian grinned. "Think some of my Filipino fellatio might help them?" "I'll bet it would. Let's give it a try," Jason answered as he tugged at his tight Jammers. "Hey! What about me?" I whined. "Mark, let me practice Adrian's Filipino thing on you," Drew quickly offered. Soon Drew and Adrian were on their knees licking and sucking our hard cocks. I shrieked and moaned as Drew's new tongue-tickling technique sent shivers throughout my body, and Jason cooed and groaned with pleasure as he experienced Adrian's Filipino fellatio. "Oh! Mark, you've got to let Adrian do you, man. He's really good! I love it!" "OK, dude, let's switch," I said. Adrian let Jason's cock drop from his mouth and said, "I can do you both at the same time." I stepped closer to Jason and wrapped my arm around his shoulders. I turned and kissed Jason's sweet lips at the same moment that Adrian's warm mouth engulfed my hard cock. I experienced pure ecstasy, feeling my exploring tongue slithered between my boyfriend's parted lips and my pulsing dick enter Josh's boyfriend's welcoming mouth. I shivered as Adrian's puffy, wet lips slowly slid up and down my stiff shaft, and his moist tongue twitched from side to side, sending tingling waves of pleasure through my cock and balls. Then his firm hand replaced his lips, stroking my aching cock, as his magic mouth return to pleasure Jason's hard dick. Adrian continued his Filipino fellatio, switching between our cocks until both were on the brink of explosion. Then he sucked both hair-trigger cocks into his talented mouth at once and tickled the sensitive heads with his talented tongue. Jason and I moaned and swayed, feeling unbelievable shock waves speed through our groins. We groaned in pleasure as our climaxes approached; our muscles stiffened, our stiff members throbbed, and then suddenly simultaneous eruptions of warm, teen cum flooded Adrian's welcoming mouth in ferocious spurts. Our orgasmic pleasure was suddenly interrupted by Josh's screaming voice. "Damn you, Adrian! You Filipino faggot!" Josh yelled as he and Keith rushed down the deck stairs. "You see, Keith? See what I meant about my horny, cock sucking boyfriend?" To be continued Please e-mail and let me know how you like the story. I appreciate your comments and suggestions. markwriter629@hotmail.com