Date: Wed, 17 Apr 2019 05:41:12 -0400 From: Milton Yearly Subject: What Happens With Cousins: Part 2 (Category: Gay/Incest) ### The following is an installment in the Hancock Erotica storyline, The Family. Hancock Erotica is a hardcore gay Erotica fantasyland created by Milton Yearly. Read more free stories, see character art, and immerse yourself in Hancock at hancockerotica.com. DISCLAIMER: All Hancock Erotica stories are works of fiction and do not depict actual persons or events. Any similarities to actual persons or events are coincidental. P.S. If the stories on Nifty make you cum as much as I do, then take a second to support them with a donation. Show your gratitiude! Even a few bucks keeps the lights on: donate.nifty.org/donate.html ### Todd leaned back on his elbows and watched Alden slurping at Paul's veiny rod. He was milking it without mercy, hard and rhythmic, and Paul was struggling to focus on his race, squirming in place and gritting his teeth, bucking his hips into Alden's face and huffing out heavy breaths. The past few months had been everything Todd hoped for and more. Ever since that first night with Alden, when Todd finally let his cravings take the wheel, life seemed to move in easy strides around him, lifted on a cloud of sweat vapors and smoke shotgunned between their lips. He was cumming inside Alden almost every day now, filling him to the brim with the help of whoever came by. His apartment was coated with pheromones, and all who entered could smell it, taste it. But something was nagging at Todd, too--a hunger he couldn't break, no matter how hard he pounded his lithe little cousin. As good as it was now, it could be ten times better, he knew. He held in his mind's eye the toothy grin and sandy helmet hair of a boy he hadn't seen in almost three years: his little brother, Dylan. Todd used to feel it when he was inside Dylan--a feeling unlike any other, wild and booming in his gut and his heart yet tranquil, flowing smooth and powerful from his skin into the world. Heaven, he figured. "Ohhhhh shit--fuck!" Paul was rocking back and forth, eyes closed and head thrown back toward the ceiling. He tossed his controller aside onto the bed and planted his hands on Alden's head, clamping him to his crotch. He picked up his knees, his toes curling in mid-air. "Holy motherffffffuuuck--unh! Unh--fuck..." While Paul emptied his fourth load into Alden's throat, Jason cornered the lead on the racetrack. Through Paul's hoarse outburst, a burst of brassy fanfare and Yoshi's "Yahooo!" sounded out Jason's victory. "Fuck yes!" shouted Jason. He sprang up from his chair, holding the controller high above his head. "Finally! You're fucking defeated, dude!" Lying back on the bad, still reeling from his orgasm, Paul couldn't muster a response. Alden, though, had unlatched himself from Paul's cock and turned toward Jason, ready to crawl across the floor and settle in between his legs. "Yo Todd," said Jason, "I don't know about you but I'm reading for a break." "Oh?" said Todd. "Don't want your victory blowjob?" "Hey man, I just mean a break from the game," said Jason. He sat back down and laid his controller on the floor. He leaned back and stretched, his chair creaking softly, then rested a hand on the hefty bulge in his briefs. "I don't know about y'all, but I'm ready to fuck." --- Alden settled himself into Jason's favorite spot for fucking--in the cum-stained armchair by the windows, legs hitched way up behind his shoulders, a window open to Main Street's steady hum below. Normally Jason dove right into the deep end, plunging into Alden's pussy and pounding it like a coal miner, roaring at full blast out the window to the street goers. But today he sat himself on the windowsill beside the armchair, thick hardon tugged from his briefs to stand at attention, and he beckoned to Todd. "Family first," said Jason. "Really, okay... Since when?" said Todd. But he didn't need telling twice--already he was up and ambling to the armchair, a hand kneading at the boner stretching out his frayed briefs. "Since you convinced me, dude," said Jason. "There's something special about fucking your flesh and blood. I've been meaning to tell y'all--I finally went for it last week, on my step-brother's birthday. Fucked his little pussy all night--popped his cherry, actually. Even had my boy Clarence come help fill him up. Fuck, it was hot... I mean, I wish he were my real brother, you know? That'd be wild--but step is as close as I'll get." "Well shit," said Paul. Still perched on Todd's bed, he fondled his raw, battered cock gently, coaxing his semi back to full mast. "You should bring him over here sometime... You know, you guys are pretty lucky. I'll probably never get to try incest, step or not." "Aw, never say never!" Alden piped up from under Todd, who had straddled the armchair to rub his bulge against Alden's bare hole. "We could all be honorary brothers if we want..." As Todd pressed and gyrated his package into Alden's ass, Jason stared with wide ravenous eyes and began murmuring excited commands. "Yeah, tease him," he said, "play with that little pussy. He wants his big cousin Todd so bad... Yeah, he knows he was made for it. Your personal cumdimp--yeah, fuck... That's what little cousins and brothers are for. Fuck, imagine how tight he was when you were kids--fuck, dude..." Todd's cock had grown into an angry, pulsing rod. With one hand he clamped Alden's thigh, and with the other he wrestled his boner free from his briefs. He smacked his cock's glossy head against Alden's hole a few times, watched it pucker for him with each hit. Alden was looking up at him with that needy, shy look of his that always rang Todd like a bell, compelling his hips to act, to fuck his little cousin senseless. "Mmm--shit, that's it, Todd," said Jason, "show him how much you love him." He was stroking his cock slowly, pinching his nipples hard. He peered over his shoulder, out the window at the street full of afternoon pedestrians. "Come on Toddy boy, yeah, open his pussy up!" Jason raises his voice enough so it would spill out into the street for all to hear. "That's how you work little cousin pussy, fuck yeah--come on, Todd, pop it inside, pop his little hole..." Alden reached over to an end table for a spare bottle of lube. He passed it to Todd, who squeezed a generous stream onto his cock and Alden's hole. He laid the tip of his cock right against the tiny opening, pushed--and he was inside, sinking deep into his moaning cousin. "Damn, that's fucking beautiful," said Jason. "Yeah, big cousin's go balls deep--now pound him, trash his little pussy!" So Todd began to pound and pound and pound into Alden. He pictured the people on Main Street strolling under his apartment windows--anyone could be passing by, anyone could hear Jason's goading, Alden's gasping moans, the slapping of sweaty briefs and lubed cock into soft, young ass. Anyone--Alden's parents, his teachers, Todd's landlord, his old football coach or his ex-girlfriends. He pounded harder, hammered and railed Alden's pussy, and soon he heard the gauzy, staccato whimpering that always lit his heart like a torch. "Oh, fuck yeah, Toddy boy," said Jason, "that's how you fuck your little cousin, give him the family load deep!" The family load. Todd felt it hot and frothing within him, a searing golden vein about to burst, shooting and spraying stars deep inside his cousin, filling family pussy. He pounded harder. "Unh--Todd..." "Shit!" Jason hollered. "Fuck, Toddy boy, Alden's cumming!" Todd felt Alden's warm droplets smatter across his chest--and he slammed his hips into Alden, shook from head to toe; he exploded. He heard himself heaving, growling as his rod and balls seized, emptied inside Alden; he heard Jason howling, drowning out the Main Street traffic, and that little voice again, ...unh--Todd... "Fffuuuck--Dylan... unh!" One last slam into family pussy, another rope of cum shot inside. And then quiet. Just the drone of traffic outside. Just Todd's low panting over Alden. "...Did you say Dylan?" said Alden. "Huh?" Todd could barely think. "...Dylan?" "Yeah," said Alden, "you said Dylan... Like your little brother Dylan?" Todd's body still crawled with his ecstasy; his brother's name sent sparks down his spine, flying into his groin. Maybe he did say it--he was thinking of Dylan when he came. "...I guess," said Todd. "Whoa--little Dylan? I remember him... that's hot." said Paul. He stood up from the bed, stiff cock springing in the air, and padded across the floor to sit on the floor in front of the armchair. "Dude!" said Jason. "I didn't even know you had a little brother... How old is he?" "Have you ever fucked him?" asked Paul. Todd heaved a sigh and pulled out of Alden. He collapsed onto the floor by Paul and leaned back on his hands. He watched Alden hoist himself upright in the armchair, still flush from their sex, but now curious, caught--Todd had never told anyone about Dylan. Not quite out of fear or distrust--he had always kept open-minded circles--but out of embarrassment, or confusion, or pain, or... well, Todd didn't usually like to think about it, let alone talk about it. But lately he couldn't ignore it. He didn't want to anymore. "I have," said Todd. "There was a little while when we did it all the time... But it's been about three years now. We haven't seen each other since my dad sold our house and moved out to Tom's Run." "Huh? Tom's Run is like an hour away," said Jason. "What's stopping y'all from visiting? Get seasick on the ferry or something?" "Or did your dad catch you together?" asked Paul. "It's complicated," said Todd. "Well come on," said Alden, "tell us everything." ### A Hancock Erotica story. More stories, character art, chat forums, and a play-by-post roleplaying game at HancockErotica.com, Milton Yearly's hardcore gay erotica world. Milton Yearly Author & Owner Hancock Erotica hancockerotica.com