Date: Tue, 17 Apr 2007 15:47:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: ragaybio2121@yahoo.com
Subject: Cousin 4

This story is a work of purely fiction/fantasy and contains scenes of gay
sex between that of consenting adults.  If you find this offensive, are
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fictional and not real people living or dead.


I heard Dylan up the next morning when I woke up. I could hear him taking a
long morning piss in the bathroom.  I lay in bed until I heard him come out
and went there too.  I saw him coming up to me after I was finished.  He
put the sweetest kiss on my lips and grabbed my ass. I grabbed his hot ass
and we actually made out right there in the hall.

What was I thinking? Was Dylan turning me all of sudden or was I just so
desperate that I would take anything? I could see his eyes light up right
before me.

"That was for last night," Dylan said and smiled.

I still didn't know what to think or say. Needless to say, I was utterly
confused. "You're welcome." I said being the only thing I could think of.

Dylan just laughed at me and grabbed a quick bite to eat.  I would never be
able to shake him now. I was now his sex toy since Andy was now gone plus I
was a source of alcohol for him, too.  I guess I was his escape from
reality like gaming was for me, but having sex with someone, that being our
cousin, was real life and might come back to haunt me.

He then laid something on me I wasn't prepared for or knew. "Ty, you know I
am not actually kin to you. I was adopted," Dylan said.

"No you were not. You are just saying that to make me feel better about
having sex with you," I said.

"I don't guess your mom has ever told you. Hell mine just blurted it out
last month when she was pissed at me," Dylan said.

"Dude, quit fucking with me. I know that shit ain't true," I said.

"Call your mom. She will tell you. They sure did a hell of job keeping it
from us for 18 years," Dylan said.

I grabbed my cell and dialed up my mom.  My mouth was wide open when she
confessed it was true.  Why would they keep such a thing from us for that
long? It is so normal these days. Come to think of it, I never did think he
looked like either his mom or his dad or his brother. I guess I was way too
young to remember it too plus they lived out of state until Dylan was four
and I was seven.

"See I told you. I don't give a fuck one way or another. They will always
be my mom and dad no matter what. I don't care whose vagina I popped out
of. I was adopted at birth and mom said my real mom never even saw me,"
Dylan said. "So it is not like you are having sex with your actual blood
cousin."

"Dude, I don't care. You are still my damn cousin even if you don't have
one drop of our blood in you," I said.

"You're right. It hasn't really changed my way of thinking at home
either. I just thought it might ease your mind," Dylan said.  "Hey I guess
I better head home for a while.  Thanks for helping me out with my school
stuff. I will see if I can stay again tonight, if you don't mind?"

"Just call me. I was suppose to go hang out over at a friends tonight," I
said.

"Okay, well I guess I will go get dress and head," Dylan said. He went and
put on his shorts and flip-flops.  He again gave me a sweet short kiss
before leaving. "I hope to see you tonight, you stud."

I watched him leave. I do have to admit he is very hot if I was so
persuaded. I was still reeling a bit from his bomb he dropped on me. I had
to call my mom back and get the full story. She gave the full scoop and
also said it was nice that I was hanging out with Dylan since he was having
a few problems. She told me that Aunt Kay really liked him coming over and
knew I was a good influence in his life. Wow if they only knew.

I had to get away from that place and went to the store to grab some food
and more beer. I made the huge mistake of going down the condom aisle and
had to race to get out of there. After I finished putting up my buys, I
knew I had to change those sheets.  I saw the dried cum where Dylan
deposited the night before.  My mind flooded with images of me in him. I
smelled the dried cum on my sheets, knowing what it was caused from.  I ran
and threw the sheet in my compact washer there in my apartment.

I called my friend to see if we were still on for the night. He told me he
had a hot date and would have to make it another day.

"Shit!" I screamed after hanging up with him. Now I was going to have to
avoid Dylan for the night.  It is not that I didn't really like him but I
figured I was way too deep already and maybe not seeing him would calm me
and our little relationship down. I was so fucking confused. One head was
telling me how wrong all this way while the other was telling me how much I
loved it. I grabbed a beer and quickly downed it in two drinks. I then did
my best to make my bed and try to calm down. I grabbed a cigarette from an
old pack I kept around and took a smoke.

"Were all guys like this after having their first full out ass fucking with
another guy or was it just me?" I thought. "Maybe it was that I never even
considered it until Dylan came back around. It now wasn't that he was my
cousin, I have to admit I loved it." Tears welled up in my eyes then I just
surfed the internet mindlessly.

While I was on the internet, I got his call. I heard his voice and gave
in. He said he would be over in about an hour. If nothing else, he was
great company and kept me for being bored.

I grabbed a beer and just waited on his return.  I heard his knock and
wondered what sort of night was in for. I opened the door to a smiling
Dylan. I will admit he did look nice with his spiked hair and forewent
bringing a shirt with his shorts hugging his hips and his boxers shining
above. He did have a body to die for and wondered what he saw in me now.

"Wassup?" Dylan asked.

"Not much. Same old thang dude," I said, still nursing a beer. I watched
him go grab a beer out the frig after he sat down a few games for us to
play. I watched him sit down and pop the top.

We chatted for a little while. I did my best to avoid last night's action
at all cost. He wanted to wander in that direction but I would change the
subject immediately. I knew playing a game would keep his mind off it for
the time being and mine as well. As we played, I just couldn't keep my eyes
off his hot body. What was coming over me? I didn't want to stare at his
hot body but I just could not resist the temptation that was right at hand.

Dylan then got up to relieve himself and came back to sit right next to
me. I could sense then the sexual tension between us rising. I don't know
what came over me as I began to feel his chest and then his ripped
torso. What the hell was I doing? This was the first time I ever acted like
this. I was a little buzzed from the beer but I usually had great self
control when I was totally drunk.  Something about being around his hot
body had put me in a trance.

I then leaned over and kissed Dylan right on the lips with my hands still
on his abs. I felt his hand push mine lower into his boxers. He just smiled
at me while I was feeling him up. He grabbed me and we started a full make
out session right there on the couch. He pulled off my shirt and then
started working wonders with his tongue up and down my skinny body while my
hand was still in his boxers.

"Damn you are hot tonight," Dylan said.

"Not near as hot as you," I replied.

It was now on. I just couldn't help myself. We were totally nude and
shortly he was back sucking my cock. It felt as good as ever and I loved
seeing his hot mouth work me over. My hands were up and down his back the
whole time he was sucking and licking my cock.

I pulled him and he kissed me. Without a word spoken I kissed and licked
Dylan's rock hard cock.

"What the fuck," I said and then stuck his cock in my mouth. It wasn't too
bad, you know. Dylan was a little surprised as I licked and sucked his hard
cock. I could smell his musky man smell when my nose got near his pubic
bush, which he kept neatly trimmed for swimming. I did gag a few times.

"Oh fuck yeah, Ty. Just breathe thru your nose. Suck that dick!" Dylan
said.  I was doing the best I could and he finally had to push me off.

"You want me to fuck that ass again?" I asked, knowing the answer.

"Oh fuck do I ever," Dylan said and practically sprinted to grab a condom
and lube. He unrolled the condom unto my throbbing hard cock. He then
jerked it a little, then lubed up his own ass. I still wasn't ready to have
a finger in any one's ass yet, much less a guy.

"Ty let me ride that motherfucker. Just sit back and enjoy. I will do all
the work," Dylan said.

I sat on the couch, where never once had I had sex with a girl. I guess I
was content with the vanilla type in the bed. Dylan then faced me and
lowered his ass onto my cock. It took a couple of tries and then felt my
hard cock begin to slide in. I had a few girls ride me in the past but this
was the first time I did it facing someone.

"Oh fuck yeah!" Dylan moaned and began to slide his hot little ass up and
down my throbbing dick. Once I was fully in him, he leaned over and kissed
me. My hands caressed his back while he kissed me and rode me. I then
grabbed his thin waist and started pulled it down on me.

"Fuck this feels so good, Dylan," I said.

"Fuck yeah it does," Dylan moaned while taking my steady pounding of his
ass.

I was steadily fucking that ass with my dick. Dylan was groaning with each
deep thrust into his ass. It was so hot to see his killer body going up and
down on me. So much for him doing all the work, I was tearing that shit up.

"Oh fuck" were constant words out of Dylan's mouth. I loved him talking
dirty to me and was hornier than ever. I never had a girl talk dirty to me
and had always wanted it.  I could now smell his cologne release its smell
as he began to sweat.  I looked into his eyes and then kissed him.  I felt
my nuts tighten.

"Oh Dylan," I said and then began to shot my load in my condom while still
in him.  I saw him get off me and my entire load still in the condom. Dylan
then removed it and licked my cum off my soft cock. That was hot.  I then
started jacking him off while he lay on the couch. He was moaning and
finally busted his nut on my hand and into his pubes.

"Don't even fucking tell me that shit was the bomb," Dylan said.

I smiled at him and said, "Fuck yeah that was hot as hell, dude."

He then kissed me and we made out right there on the couch. Dylan said, "I
don't think you are so fucking straight any more."

"Fuck you bitch. Get some damn pussy over here and see which one I go
after," I said and smiled at him.

"My fucking boypussy would win out," Dylan smiled at me. We both just
laughed but I knew in my own mind a wet pussy would win.

"Dylan I do love having sex with you. Promise me you will never tell a sole
about this," I said.

"Ty, I won't. Remember we are just two horny guys that needed to get off,"
Dylan said.

"You got that shit right," I said and we enjoyed a great after sex smoke.

I looked at the clock on the wall and it was near 2 in the morning. I guess
time does fly when you are having fun. I definitely had to admit to myself
that I really enjoyed our latest man-to-man sex. I still could not get over
that I really did suck a guy's dick. Never again would I call someone a
dick sucking faggot since I just went down on my cousin. It had gone from a
night that I hoped wouldn't happen to a night I am glad it did.

We went off to bed. We just lie there and talked for a little while before
I was finally out.

It was after noon before we woke the next morning. I still didn't regret
having sex with Dylan but worried he would spout his mouth off about us and
embarrass me to no end. There would be no way of explaining it.

Dylan took me body surfing at the beach that Sunday about an hour from the
apartment. I enjoyed watching him tackle the rough surf and will admit he
was good. I had never done it before and Dylan ended up being a great
teacher. It took a few rough spills before I got the hang of it.  The best
part was I felt like a straight guy once again eyeing each hot bikini clad
babe that walked by.  I did have to admit I did look at other guys
different but few compared to Dylan and his perfect body.  Even Dylan
commented on a few girls in string bikinis. I got a true sense of Dylan's
taste in guys when he would comment how a guy was too buff. He seemed to
really like the thinner fit guys like himself.  I did have a good time
there.  We headed back before sundown and he just let me out at my place
since we both started classes the next day.

The summer had come and gone for me. Now it was time to start my senior
year in college. I could tell I got a lot of sun but didn't burn,
thankfully. Playing in the water all day wore me slap out and I was asleep
in no time that night.

Classes started off well since I knew everyone in them. It was nice to see
the old familiar faces again and catch up on how the summer went. After
school, I headed off to work at the engineering firm for half a day.  I
headed home after my first day of class after work. I really wanted for
Dylan to stop by and see how his first day went.  Instead he called me and
filled me in on all the details including his first day of swim practice.

The week sailed by with Dylan stopping by on Wednesday.  I saw my old flame
that Thursday and she asked if we could go out again. Of course I agreed
still having a little feeling for her.  That Friday, I had to break off the
news to Dylan that I had a date with my ex that night.

It was so good to see her again. She looked wonderful and I could tell she
had spent a lot of time that summer at the beach.  I took her to our
favorite spot to eat.  After eating, we headed back to my place.  One thing
led to another before I knew it we were in bed together having sex. The
only problem was it didn't feel the same. It lacked the passion and romance
we had so deeply before we split. I tried my best to be romantic with her
but she didn't seem to want to be. In all honesty, I think she just wanted
to get fucked.  I will say one thing she didn't even come close to giving
head like Dylan. She barely even tried. I did like having my dick in her
but it was just pure sex like she was some rented whore for the night.  I
tried to kiss her after I had to please myself after she came once while I
was in her but she just turned her head and it landed on her cheek.  She
just got up and left.  I didn't care if I ever had sex with her again
because I truly felt used by a woman that night after not even a quick peek
on the cheek from her or thank you for a nice night.

The next morning, I got up and felt worse about having sex with my ex than
the last time I had it with Dylan, despite him being my cousin. I made my
usual Saturday rounds, stopping to get food and beer.  While I was in the
car, I got a call from her. She wanted to know if I wanted to come to her
place that night and watch a movie.  I was very honest with her and said
that it just wasn't there anymore between us. She had the nerve of accusing
me of just using her for sex. I kept my calm and hung up. That practically
sealed the deal with her as far as I was concerned and knew it was time to
just move on.

I then got home and plunged into another game online. I did my best to take
my mind of my world that suddenly seemed to be a little out of control. I
now had feeling for Dylan but wasn't sure what to make of them.  Still in
my mind, I knew it was totally right even if he was adopted at birth. I
then went and grabbed a bottle of gin and started drinking it straight from
the bottle as I played online.

To be continued....

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