Date: Mon, 7 Nov 2011 19:51:28 -0800 (PST) From: Justin McNeill Subject: Cousin Gene (Part 2) The obvious disclaimers apply: This story depicts sexual acts between a sixteen year old male and his preteen cousin. If it is illegal for you to read such material, or if this material offends you, please leave now. This is a completely true story that actually happened to me when I was 12. The acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author. I am simply sharing this story for those you who enjoy this type of fantasy, and also for education, as well as support for those who've experienced the same type of thing at a young age. Please do not attempt to recreate anything you'd read in this story. All names except my own have been change to protect identities. If you wish to share your comments or your own stories, please contact me at justinlovesrocknroll@yahoo.com. The Cousin Gene Series Part 2 COUSIN MIKE: IT RUNS IN THE FAMILY (Please read part 1 as this story is a direct continuation of the events of the night I lost my virginity as retold in Cousin Gene Part 1) Even in the pitch black, I knew the cock in my hand didn't belong to Gene. The shaft was much thicker, the head shaped differently, the bush trimmed, and it was a little bit smaller, too. It was Mike. "Gene told me what you two did," Mike said. "Did he?" "We're brothers. We tell each everything. I want you, Justin. Not fair that he gets to fuck you and I don't." Mike's hard cock twitched. I gave it a jerk and rubbed another bead of precum into the head of his cock. "Get in the bed," I told Mike. "No. I wanna do it in the kitchen. I was reading one of those magazines and the guy fucked the girl in the kitchen. It was hot." "But what if we get caught?" I asked. "My mom could come out of her room or your parents can come out of the guest room." "I kinda like the danger of getting caught in the act. Really gets me going." "Okay," I relented. "You can fuck me in the kitchen if it means that much to you." I was young and all I wanted to do was please. It may have been a dumb idea, but I just wanted to give Mike what he wanted. Mike and I walked to the kitchen and he pushed me against the fridge. He began to kiss my neck as he pulled my pants down. His wet dick head was rubbing between my ass cheeks, trying desperately to find my young hole. Mike spit in his hand and used it to lube up his cock. With a thrust, my young hole had been invaded for a second time that night. Mike wasn't as big as Gene. Gene and Mike were half brothers. Their mom, who was my aunt, was the same but they had different dads. Rumor has it, Gene's dad was hung. His dad however, was abusive, and finally my aunt left him a couple years after Gene was born. Her second husband, Mike's dad, wasn't very big. I know that for a fact because I had walked in on him naked. The phrase 'hung like a roll of lifesavers' came to mind. Fortunately, Mike wasn't that small. He had what was called beer can cock. Thicker than a half dollar (and Gene's cock), 6 1/2 inches long, not very veiny, with a perfectly shaped, rounded and flared head that was just a bit smaller than his shaft. When he penetrated me, it hurt like hell, but he couldn't go to the depths of my insides that Gene could. Mike reached around and covered my mouth. He leaned in to my ears. "It's about to get rough. Brace yourself." Mike pinned me against the fridge and began to hammer me hard. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. His dick wasn't as big, but damn the thickness hurt like hell. I felt like I was being split in two. Mike continued to fuck me, occasionally pulling completely out and thrusting back in one motion every few minutes. My asshole felt like it was about to prolapse. Although, at that age, I didn't know what it meant. I just know it felt like my ass was about to turn inside out. Mike fucked me for a good thirty minutes to an hour, pinned against the fridge, my sounds of young ecstasy muffled by his right hand as he explored my young, developing body with his left. With a hard, quick thrust, Mike hit something inside of me and I felt myself ready to cum. I had never had a hands free orgasm and I thought that such a thing wasn't possible. I screamed into Mike's hand and my cum splattered across the fridge door. Mike pulled out and pushed me to my knees. He grabbed my head and thrust my face toward my cum. "Lick it up," he said. I stuck my tongue out and licked my own cum off the fridge. Mike then thrust his cock into my face. "Suck it til I cum." I took Mike's dick into my mouth. It was much harder to suck due to how thick and wide it was. After a few minutes, my jaw hurt a little bit. Mike been to thrust up into my mouth. I gagged. Mike withdrew his dick, a strand of saliva leading from my mouth to the head of his cock. "Are you okay?" "Never better," I said, putting his dick back in my mouth. Mike moaned as my young tongue flicked in and out of his piss slit. "I'm gonna cum," Mike said. He pulled his dick out and with a low groan, he splattered my face with his teenage cum. It matted my left eye closed and dripped from the tip of my nose. There was cum in my hair, across my cheek, and covering my lips. "Sorry," Mike said. "I didn't mean to cum on your face." I licked my lips, tasting his young cum. It wasn't quite as good as Gene's. I don't know if it was the maturity of Gene's cum or his diet. "Holy shit, you swallow?" Mike asked. "No one ever swallows my cum." "I do," I said. "Shit, that's hot," Mike said as he got up and went to the bathroom to get cleaned up. He left me there on my knees, his nut dripping off my face. Little did I know, this was just the beginning of a few years of sexual relations with my two closets cousins. And we were about to get even closer than before. There is SO much more to this story and the stories of my young sex life. To Be Continued... Once again, I swear to God this a true story. It's not one of those bullshit fantasies people try to pass off as the truth. I even have non-pornographic pictures of my two cousins "Gene" and "Mike" that I may be convince to show anyone who wishes to see but only if they contact me through email and we can work something out. Due to having my cherry popped at such a young age, I became a little bit of a little slut boy so there are so many more stories to tell of me coming of age sexually. But right now, I just wanna focus on the events of five wonderful years of giving it up for my cousins. Copyright Justin M 2011