Date: Fri, 11 Jun 2021 00:24:51 +0100 From: Ollie Spree Subject: Playing husband with my cousins (gay incest) PLEASE DONATE TO NIFTY I've been sexually aware of myself since I was about 6, I learned what felt good, how to do it. When to hide it. My techniques improved over the years and I started wishing I could see other, older boys, and men do it. I'd state at cocks at the urinals in pubs, try to buy condoms from the machines, stay naked in the changing rooms. Nothing ever happened with men until I was legal, sadly. But this is the story about my first sexual contact which I still am grateful for. My mum divorced my dad when I was 8. We moved to a new place, with my brother and sister who were older. She relied on her sisters a lot for emotional support a lot of those next few year. It basically meant j spent a lot of time with cousins. Some I liked, others I didn't. This is about the time things changed with my two of my cousins, who are brothers. Around 2003, I was 9, they were like 8 and 11. After my parents split, I was 9. We were left to play upstairs while the family were drinking outside and smoking. We used to play and play games and toys and act out our films. I remember the younger one always loved this scene in Liar Liar where this woman pounces on Jim Carey. I think he knew it was "sexy" but didn't get why. We started wrestling and it got really heated all of a sudden. then they wanted to play "husband". The idea was that I was a husband coming home to his wife, and we'd pretend to make out in bed. And the older one was my mistress that I'd sneak over to see and do the same with, and take turns. So the older brother (L, about 11) went to my sister's room and waited while I started with the younger (R, about 8) in my brother's bed. R was pretty aggressive and liked to act out films, digging his nails into my back, biting my neck. But we got into this groove where grinding on eachother and kissing necks felt really really good. I needed air so I went to L. And assumed he wanted the same, but I don't know if I shocked him. He was a lot more gentle and it was a lot more in-sync rhythm-wise, humping through out clothes. He was quite sweet and used his tongue on my neck. When I came for air I could tell we both had stiffies and didn't know what to do, so I switched back. R was only in his little undies when I went back. Again I think he was acting out films, he used to do that with everything. I started again and it felt really nice feeling his skin. And I did some of the things his brother L had done to me. He was still a little too rough sometimes. So when I pulled for air, R asked if I had a stiffy and I lied no, because I thought he was accusing me. He said he did and pulled it out. I still can picture it. It was this little pink spike that snapped up. We sort of giggled and he grabbed it and wiggled it at me. He could probably see mine since I was stood up. He pulled down my shorts and undies down and saw mine. I wasn't much bigger then (I'm packing now). He asked if we could keep playing, and I nodded and he just grabbed mine and pulled it downwards (it was spring loaded upwards too). I just remember how silly it felt at first. I think I only looked away for a second, maybe j was awkward. And he put my little head in his mouth. I was really shocked because he pulled back the foreskin and was circling the head with his tongue. It was SO intense! We'd taken too long so his L came to see where I was and all I remember is him seeming a little annoyed with his little brother. He watched for a while and I asked if I could see his. I remember how he had this really pale dick and the head was big and round, like a plum. It was surprisingly big for his age, now I'd guess just 5" but obvs looked huge on this lanky 11yr old. I wanted to try what R was doing to me. I asked him to let go and he wouldn't at first until I pulled him. I like awkwardly laughed and asked if I could try it with L. He just laid back, on the bed next to were R was sat. And I went in slow. Lots of licking and I tried "blowing" but knew he liked it better when I sucked. I still remember how warm and weird he felt on my tongue. Tbh I must have been doing it a while, and I spent ages wondering why I couldn't remember that part very much. But when I started having good sex I realise I get into a flow with men and I lose time. None of us came that time, we got called down for food and we sorta panicked, sadly. I definitely spent weeks humping my hand against my bed remembering that. I did it before all that but I was FUELLED after. We did do it a few times after when I stayed at theirs when my mum had surgery. My siblings were older and went to highschool and they lived right next to my school. I stayed in R's bed "top and tail" where you sleep on opposite ends. We did the husband game a few times per week in their twin beds. R used to rub me and try to suck me again but I was scared their mum would catch us moving in bed at night. Two or three times times the L and I humped alone. He'd pull his shorts down and rubbed on my bare belly and shot. We'd clean up and continue playing with toys. They sort of changed in high school, and we weren't close. L once came to a sleepover of mine with my friends, and we watched some risqué stuff and joked about eachothers stiffies. Then went to sleep. The next day L told my mum what we watched because he was sure she'd be able to find out (not true, it was just satellite channels). I felt betrayed and we fell out. A few years ago L went to prison for being caught twice dealing coke and R has a kid on the way. They are both thuggish, and live a different life I guess. ======== I promise 95% is the exact truth I remember, I had to fill in some gaps/edit to make sense. Like I think we went back and forth more times during the first husband game. But it's a bit vague, again because I lose time and sense when I'm horny. The rest is seared in my brain. P.s. The day after I wrote this up, I was with my mum and we were catching up about my childhood. I realised something that I had NEVER considered. I think my older brother might have played with them too... He's about 8 years older than me. We used to fight like dogs. He's gay and out too. He used to babysit them both all the time. The younger one was obsessed with him. Used to call him "daddy" and everyone thought it was funny/cute because their mum was single so he was like a replacement dad. But knowing how they actually had a dad they saw, and how much R clung to my brother all the time, how our experiences weren't shocking or new to them, I think they played with him too. The annoying part is that I'm not in touch with any of them to get close and squeeze out an answer. But if I ever learn more I know who to tell! Hope you enjoyed my experiences