Date: Mon, 3 Sep 2012 16:24:15 -0700 (PDT)
From: Gustav Rennick <gustavrennick@yahoo.com>
Subject: An Eventful Summer Part 6

An Eventful Summer part 6

The next morning I awoke horny as ever. I made my way to Brett's room only
to discover Brian had beaten me to it. My two hunky cousins were giving
each other blow jobs, Brian kneeling over Brett.

Since Brian's ass was the most accessible that was the one I aimed for.
Positioning myself behind Brian I spread a little spit on my cock and
rammed forward in one quick shove.

"ARRGH!" was Brian's response, "What the hell are you doing?"

Brett pulled off Brian's cock and chuckled, "Get use to it, brother.  I
have, so has Dad. This little sex maniac will take your ass anywhere, any
time and frequently. You can be asleep or making lunch or reading and the
next thing you know you're being royally fucked. So sit back and enjoy."

Brian protested, "He could give a guy some warning for god's sake!"

"That would spoil the surprise," I explained and continued my assault on
Brian's ass.

"Fuck that feels good, James but let me know you're in the room next time,
okay?"

"Well, maybe. But when I'm horny and your ass is so available you never
know."

Brian and Brett returned to their 69 and I enjoyed the warm, tight ass of
my oldest cousin. Being horny and fourteen, I was soon shooting my load
deep into Brian's ass. I could tell he felt it by his moans. I remained in
Brian's ass slowly, leisurely maintaining my fucking motion until...

"What the fuck are you doing?" Brian exclaimed.

"Pissing,'" was my nonchalant reply.

"You're pissing in my ass?"

Brett piped up, "Because it is something we discovered we
like. Me. Dad. James. Uncle Marc. It's real cool, Bri. Enjoy." With that
Brett began licking at the excess piss dripping from his brother's
ass. Brian just moaned and returned to his brother's cock.

When I had emptied my bladder I withdrew from Brian's ass and a small gush
of piss and cum rewarded Brett. Brett was so exhilarated by the sensation
he erupted, blowing his load into Brian's mouth.

Brian trooper he is swallowed the entire load and continued to suckle on
Brett's softening cock. He did not expect to have his mouth filled by Brett
so soon. Brett was pissing in his big brother's mouth. I whipped around so
I could lick up what Brian missed, which was quite a bit as the latter was
not prepared for this. But he tried his best to capture Brett's piss. The
two of us managed to clean up all the drops and we ended by sharing a kiss,
a chaste one at first but an increasingly passionate one as Brian
discovered the magic of man-to-man kissing.

While we were kissing, Brett was manipulating Brian's cock and the two
sensations sent Brian over the edge and he blew an enormous load on Brett's
face and in his mouth.

We snuggled together for a short time before I raised the question from
last night, "What about Chris?"

Brian reiterated he didn't want Chris to know about the family's
perversions particularly this new one Ð water sports, golden showers.

I sighed deeply. My crush on Chris had not diminished and I was
disappointed at being discouraged from pursuing him sexually.

We heard Uncle Max going downstairs for breakfast and we broke up to get
washed for the day.

When I appeared in the kitchen for breakfast, Uncle Max and Chris were deep
in conversation. Both greeted me warmly. Uncle Max asked, "Where are your
cousins? Sleeping still?"

"Oh, no, I got them up earlier." Uncle Max correctly interpreted what I
meant and he smiled. To Chris my comment conveyed nothing extraordinary.

I sat across from Chris and stared at this hunk admiring what I saw and
enjoying my imaginings. My imagination dwelt on what Chris looked like
naked and what we could do together, to each other. My daydreams were
broken when Brian and Brett entered and joined us at the table.

Uncle Max soon left for work, Brett to get some yard work done, leaving
Chris, Brian and myself. The two friends decided to go for a Ôgentle'
run after their light breakfast. I offered to join them until I was
informed that Ôgentle' run meant going down to the village, looping
around the ridge of hills that loomed behind the house and home Ð
probably 18 miles in all.

"I'll stay here and do some cleaning and then reading," I announced, "See
you jocks in a few days."

So I spent a quiet, non-sexual morning puttering around. Brian and Chris
returned in about three hours having decided to double back and stopped at
the village for coffee. I was so glad I hadn't gone with them, thirty-six
miles would have killed me.

They had joined me on the patio, flopping down on either side. The aroma
wafting from them, especially Chris, intoxicated me. The scent of male musk
mixed with sweat got my hormones raging and I was instantly hard. I
realized I had no way of hiding my excited state and could not leave
without drawing attention to my adolescent erection. Chris made it worse by
leaning over me to pat Brian's shoulder and thank him for the run. Chris'
sweat soaked t-shirt drooped over my face and I could take deep whiffs of
his odour. When he straightened up, he put his hand on my chest, "Sorry,
little buddy, I must really stink."

"It's okay," I mumbled sincerely.

He looked down at me from his 6'3" height obviously taking in my erection,
straining visibly against my cotton shorts, "So, I see." He pulled off his
shirt and tossed it onto my lap, "Gonna take a shower. See you guys later."
I stared at his bare abdomen and chest, sighing as I did so.

"Well, that was interesting," mused Brian.

"What do you mean? I didn't do anything," I protested.

"I know you didn't, but Chris seemed to."

I grabbed Chris' shirt and held it to my face savouring the smell. Brian
chuckled, leaned in and took his own whiff. "Sexy," he said before leaving
me alone with that t-shirt.

I wanted to jack off into the t-shirt but thought that might be taking
things too far too fast. Instead I took it up to Chris' room intending to
hang it on the doorknob but the door wasn't closed. Chris was standing
naked just outside the ensuite bathroom drying himself.

I got my first real look of this dreamboat in the flesh, so to speak. I was
dumbstruck. I stared at his muscled back and at the high, round mounds of
his perfect ass. My erection returned with a vengeance. I wanted to run up
and bury my face in his crack to lick every inch of him.

"Oh, hi little buddy," I melted every time he called me that. "Thanks for
bringing my shirt up. Just toss it over there with the rest of my gear." He
was facing me and I could see his cock and balls. Soft he hung about 4
inches. I tried to imagine what he was like hard. "Uh, James...?"

"Oh, sorry." I tossed the shirt and quickly left. He had to have seen my
erect cock tenting my shorts.

I was so embarrassed.

I was so turned on.

I sought out Brian and told him what had happened, that Chris had stood
there nude without even trying to cover himself.  What did it mean?

Brian thought for a moment and then said, "Chris is a military man. They
share space with a lot of other fellows. Maybe Chris just has a different
sense of modesty. Maybe because it's just us guys..."

"Maybe he likes me?" I offered.

Brian merely shrugged, "Don't get your hopes up, James. Chris is engaged,
remember?"

My hopes, and my cock, remained up when Chris came down in swimming trunks
and headed to the cove for a dip.

"You want to join me, Bri? Little buddy?"

Brian agreed and went off to get swimwear. I, on the other hand, leapt at
the opportunity and scampered to Chris' side. As we passed Brett, I
proclaimed, "We're going swimming!"

Brett, naturally, misinterpreted that to mean ÔCome with us' and he
joined us just as Brian arrived. Unlike Chris and Brian, Brett and I
brought no swimwear. Brett realized this and said to Chris, "James and I
have taken to skinny dipping. Hope that doesn't bother you."

"Not at all. It's your home."

I was disappointed he didn't say he would join us in our nudity but for me
right then it was about being with Chris period.

At the water's edge, Brett quickly striped and joined Chris and Brian in
the water, I took my time trying to not reveal my erect cock to
Chris. Fortunately, Chris was actually there to swim and he took off with
long fluid strokes for the raft moored in the middle of the cove followed
by my cousins. Although I could make the raft easily I decided to stay
close to shore for fear they would get up on the raft and that would mean
exposing myself.

Chris reached the raft, circled it twice and headed back in. He swam along
the shoreline, back and forth in front of where I paddled. Brian and Brett
joined me. We started horseplay, splashing water at, and trying to dunk,
each other. I had just pushed Brett under when I found myself rising in the
air. Chris' head appeared between my legs and he was lifting me up
piggyback fashion.

I went instantly hard again with my 5" pushing into Chris' neck. Chris
cupped his hands under my feet, and hurled my backwards. When I landed I
did a quick flip and swam over to Chris who was Ôfighting' off the
brothers. The devil in me took over and I dove under water, and with a
determined tug yanked Chris' bathing trunks to below his knees. I popped up
a few feet away to gales of laughter and Brett yelling, "Give them up,
Brian."

Brian yelled back, "Never!" and fought off the efforts of his brother and
friend trying to strip off his trunks.

Chris spotted me, "Okay, little buddy, since you're so good at this get
your little ass over here and get those trunks."

ÔLittle buddy.' ÔLittle ass.' Just words but I felt he would make me
cum just by talking. Controlling myself, I dove under and tried to grab
Brian's trunks. I failed but I did brush against Chris as I surfaced. His
big hands scooped me up and threw me back into the water. I forgot the
struggle for Brian's swimwear and was determined to dunk Chris. While he
and Brett went after those trunks, I came up behind Chris and threw myself
unexpectedly onto his shoulders. Surprise and physics alone allowed me push
him under.

He came up sputtering, fixed me in his eye and declared, "Alright, little
fellow, this means war." Laughing, he lunged at me. I scurried away zigging
and zagging to avoid his long reach. He managed to grab my feet and pull me
back. Holding my back against his chest he dove under water. With me still
in his clutches he broke surface, and when he heard me take in air he dove
down, kicking for the bottom. I started giggling at the joy of him holding
me so closely.

Giggling under water is not recommended. I lost most of my air and
swallowed a good amount of water. Chris immediately spun us around and
aimed for the surface. I coughed up water when back in the air. Chris
turned me so he could see my face, "Are you alright, little buddy?  James?"

I couldn't answer verbally but I smiled between coughs, nodded, put my
hands on his head and pushed him under again. When he came up, he roared in
jest, "Next time, you drown, you little..."

I didn't catch the rest of that as he had my head under water again. This
time I was facing him and could see his cock in front of me.

I had to; it might be my only chance.

I dashed forward and nipped the head of his cock with my teeth.

Chris seized me and yanked me out of the water. Had I gone too far? He
circled my balls with his hand and pulled me under the water using them as
leverage.

I surfaced in time to hear him say, "... my cock. The little monster bit my
cock. I hope you're not too fond of him because I am going to have to kill
him!"

I dodged quickly away in case this combat veteran was serious. His strong
stroke and long reach enabled him to reach me easily. "I'm sorry. I'm
sorry. Brett, Brian, save me!"

My loving, caring cousins replied, "You started it." and "You got yourself
in this mess."

Chris' muscular hands firmly grasped my genitals in front and my ass in
back. He raised me above his head and marched to the shore depositing me on
our towels. He then flung himself on top of me in a wrestling posture,
declaring, "I win! I win! I pinned you. I win!"

I lay under him feeling his body heave with laughter, feeling my cock erect
against his abdomen. I was mortified.

Instead of being repelled by my rigid organ, he rested more of his weight
on me and whispered in my ear, "It's alright, little buddy, I understand. I
understand."

Brian and Brett arrived laughingly asking if Chris had killed me. "Not
quite yet," he replied. He raised his upper body while talking to them but
his abdomen remained firmly atop my cock. "I think I am going to crush him
slowly. Grind his little ass into the sand. Force him to confess his evil
plans for the overthrow of the world!"

Brett and Brian sat next to us, as naked as we were naked. Brian finally
said to his straight friend, "Chris, do you want to have sex with James?"

I was shocked at Brian's question, Brett was too.

I was even more shocked when Chris replied, "God forgive me, Brian, but yes
I do."


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