Date: Fri, 4 Sep 2009 02:25:38 +0100 From: Gary Cutter Subject: DISTANT COUSIN - 2 WARNING: This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may and probably will involve male on male sex of various ages. Also note that my characters do not wear condoms and that is because they are FICTIONAL. ALL MY CHARACTERS, PLACES AND SITUATIONS ARE FICTIONAL AND THE EVENTS PORTRAYED TAKE PLACE ON PLANET CUTTER. ANY RESEMBLENCE TO REAL PEOPLE, PLACES, ETC. ETC. IS TOTALLY COINCIDENTAL. The author recommends 'safe' sex in real life. You must be above the Age of Consent in your particular geopolitical area to read this sort of stuff and you should NEVER allow minors access but you knew that. I normally prefer to write in First Person (frowned on by the more technical authors) but I write as I like. I do like to try and approach the tale from the boys point of view... get into their tiny minds but you must realise if they sound a bit smartarse and over world weary at times that is me coming through. If they sound as thick as a plank... that's them. Enjoy. If you have spare please donate a little cash to NIFTY. Keep NIFTY free and keep NIFTY alive. GCutter66@gmail.com DISTANT COUSIN 2 - Bela Lugosi by G. Cutter First of all Bela's family name wasn't Lugosi it was something long and complicated ending in 'ev'. I found out later that Bela was born in Hungary but that his family were Russian and when things went silly over there after the 'Fall of the Wall' the dad decided that the UK was a better place to live than the rapidly collapsing old Soviet Union. I'll do a photofit of Bela later but back to sweet Peter. I was awoked by something hard poking me in my bottom and after one of those confused early morning moments I realised who and where I was. I gave a gentle squeeze on his meat which for some strange reason was between my legs and just nudging up under my balls. 'You're awake then?' He whispered and gave a sensual thrust up and under. 'Yeah,' I clamped on his cock and pressed back before wriggling free and turning to face him. 'Sex maniac,' I kissed his cute tippy up nose (God, that sounds so girly) but he grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me fully on the lips so we shared early morning dogbreaths. It was nice but he was a randy boy and I needed to watch myself. He might be a little younger but he wasn't lacking in self confidence. He hugged me tightly and our early morning glories mashed together between our bellies. I glanced at the bedside clock and it was far too early for mum and dad, in fact, it was about an hour too early and I pushed him away a little. I started to kiss his throat dropping lower and lower, first his sticky out nips and then down onto his budding six pack. 'Go on, Micky. Go on,' he begged pushing his hips up. 'You do me afterwards?' 'Yeah, yeah, yeah,' he tried to push my head down but he needn't have bothered. I dropped right onto his straining cock and gave it a good morning kiss, after that it was all over. God, that kid was so juicy, he was oozing precum and I could taste it as I slowly sucked up and down on his root managing to take most of it in and clasping his tight little arse at the same time. 'Yeah, go on, go on,' he muttered as he thrust into my mouth and then without any warning he shot his load. Good stuff, thick creamy almost eatable boy cum... no watery teeny stuff with this kid. 'Come on,' he immediately slipped free and rolled me onto my back grasping my erection in one hand and smashing his mouth onto the side of my neck like a bloody leech or maybe a vampire. 'No love bites, no hickies,' I squealed and struggled but he was down onto my nips following exactly the same route that I'd followed. 'Yesssssss...' I closed my eyes and ruffled his sticky up blond hair as his head began to move up and down. I could feel his hands under me grasping my bottom and one finger was between my cheeks probing but I didn't care. Swings and roundabouts as they say. Our first fuck would be a mutual one and he knew that as well as I. I lifted my hips a bit and felt his finger slip straight through my bed sweaty pucker. 'Aaaah...' I clamped as he probed and sucked, what a way to start the day. I squirted as soon as he started rubbing my buzz spot. I had to pull the pillow over my face to stop me screaming out in pleasure but as his finger moved inside me I felt my penis get incredibly hard and then the familiar rush as my hot cum shot up my shaft and splattered into his mouth and his eager swallowing. Damn it, he was good and as he crawled up alongside one more his finger slipped free and we lay in our very pleasant fug and funk. Spunk aroma filled the room and after fifteen minutes or so casually playing around we made for the bathroom. 'How aware is this Vlad character?' He asked as we wallowed in a shared bath. 'Vlad?' 'This kid with the pool.' 'Bela, you tit,' I laughed. 'I dunno, I've always thought he was on the verge... you know what I mean.' I looked at him. 'We can play about and once we show the film who knows.' 'Play around?' He grinned. 'Be a bit blatant you mean.' 'Exacly, Little Grasshopper... a bit blatant.' 'You've got it,' he grinned confidently. Thank God the rain and drizzle had disappeared and it was a glorious day, a good day for sploshing around in a private pool of a private bedroom for that matter, things were looking good. Peter (my Pete now) was looking super dishy in a tight t-shirt and baggy shorts which showed off his brown legs and the blond fuzz, every time he bent over I nearly creamed my own shorts at the sight of his tight bottom and the naked back displayed as the t-shirt rode up. Mum packed us up with a good breafast and I phoned Bela for the second time to tell him we'd be there for ten.' 'What's he like, this cousin of yours?' 'Tasty,' I smirked at Peter who was listening. He and I did a repeat smirk at Bela's giggling the other end of the line. 'He has a video,' my voice dropped to a whisper. 'A dirty one?' His voice had also dropped. 'Yeah, have you still got that old tape machine.' 'Damn right,' he giggled again. 'In my bedroom, mum and day are out for the rest of the day as well.' 'OK. see you around ten.' I put down the phone and grinned at Peter. 'We'll bike, just say goodbye to mum.' We did that and mounting up set out the back way over the rough ground, it was the long way but we were early. Peter had his tape wrapped up in his towel and a swimming cossy I'd lent him. I was going to frame it at the end of the holiday and take it out for an occasional sniff... sick or what? When Peter had asked what Bela was like I'd just told him that my pal was 'short and swarthy' which fitted half the kids on the street. What I hadn't told him that Bela was a doll and that I'd fancied him for a while. Short and swarthy meant pixyish, even Bela's dad was stocky and dark, Slavic I suppose with slightly slanty eyes and he was beautiful, Bela I mean, not his dad. I'd used Bela's pool before with a couple of other lads and Bela in wet swimwear was even more delicious but apart from a couple of camp remarks I'd never really adventured. I suspected that Bela was doing things with another of our schoolmates but wasn't certain. We arrived on time and went in via the garden gate which was more like a security door with a very strong chain link fence leading off either side securing the garden. To add, leylandii had been planted and now were about ten feet high completely hiding the garden from casual observation. I ran the number up on the keypad and the door swung open. 'Wowsie, wow,' Peter marvelled as we pushed our bikes through and I closed the door behind us. 'You got the combination as well.' 'He told me last night, I think they change it once a month.' 'What's his dad, Vampire Mafia?' 'Who knows,' I laughed. 'Got loads of dosh anyway. I bet their Eastern Euro au pair does us a lunch, she did a bloody banquet last time.' 'I believe you,' Peter followed me through the shrubbery until we walked onto the pool's surrounds. 'You remembered the number?' Bela was on a sun lounger and stood as we came into his sight. He grinned at us both and I saw his eyes flicker over Peter. Mind you Peter was standing there like an idiot ogling Bela's slim and very trim brown body, I think my cousin was smitten, all the better for the cause. 'Come in and have a drink, it's gonna be a hot one,' Bela beckoned us towards the kitchen. 'He's right there,' Peter snickered as he followed me. Bela took us into the kitchen where Anna, the au pair and live in housemaid welcomed us. She was probably a cyborg and had to put us in her memory banks but I didn't say this, she was pretty in a mid twenties sorta way and was quite courteous. She informed us all that a salad lunch would be served around midday and that she would be visiting friends in the afternoon. That was that and clutching chilled cans we retired to the pool. 'It's warm,' Peter said after stirring the water with his hand. 'It's heated,' Bela laughed. 'He looked up both up and down. 'We don't have to worry about costumes, Anna's used to skinny dipping.' 'Skinny dipping,' I must have looked surprised and Bela laughed again. 'Anna and the rest of my family are basically East Europeans, they don't fuss about clothing.' 'I'll go shy for starters,' Peter tugged his t-shirt off and dropped his shorts, unlike myself he'd put his costume on before leaving the house. I was the one who hadn't but I'd decided to go in my briefs. Someone had to get the ball rolling and it might as well be me. I knew the effect of water on thin cotton underpants and hopefully it would be the start. We had got a porno to watch after lunch after all. I followed Peter's example and stripped off knowing that my white briefs would show well against my dark body, nearly as well at Bela's pale yellow speedo's against his dark skin. I think Peter might have overloaded as he dived straight in the pool in the deep end and lazily swam around until he could stand. Bela was in after him and I was the last in. We buggered about laughing and splashing around for a while and I think Bela must have been a bit surprised at our familiarity, Peter wasn't backwards at grabbing me here, there and everywhere, I think the wet white briefs were working. In the end I sat up on the edge of the pool soaking up the sun with my legs dangling in the water. Bela did the same and I saw his groin was bulking so something was working. I was clearly visible in my wet briefs and from his glances I guessed he was about to make a move. He did. 'Er... you and Peter seem pretty friendly for someone you haven't seen for a pair of years.' 'A bit longer than that,' I answered casually. 'What do you mean friendly? He's just messing around.' 'He can mess around with me anytime,' Bela answered after a pause and a smile. 'What about me,' I reached out and clasped his muscular brown thigh. 'We're supposed to be school mates after all.' 'You too,' he beamed at me. Peter must have been watching the byeplay as he slowly walked across half swimming and half dogpaddling until he stood in the four or five foot of water and rested his forearms on the side between us. 'You look super dishy, Micky,' he idly ran a finger up my thighs and back down again. 'I thought Bela looked sooper dooper dishy,' I countered. 'He does,' Peter turned his attention to Bela and did the wandering fingers routine on Bela's smooth leg only took his time and his fingers drifted a little nearer Bela's now prominent bulge. 'Dare you,' I muttered and looked at Bela. He was gobsmacked and was sitting there with his jaw drooping and now really getting hard. 'Both?' Peter grinned at up at us both. 'Yeah,' I croaked. 'Bela?' 'Yeah,' his voice came out as a whisper. Peter stood closer and he must have been on tiptoes as he lay his hand on my clearly outlined erection and gave it a gentle squeeze, at the same time he reached out to Bela's groin and rested his hand on my mate's lump and deliberately held the perfectly visible hardon in the yellow speedos. Bella groaned and held Peter's wet hair. Peter had cracked someone I'd fancied for six month's or so. Peter flashed me a grin and moving along a little got between Belas's legs and dragged himelf up out of the water enough to nuzzle at Bela's wet speedos. Bela gave up at this point and let himself be dragged down into the water and I was right behind him. Peter and I had him in a sandwich and as Bela feebly tried to fight him off I managed to remove his speedos and that was the end of it. Peter snuggled up behind him and pressed himself into Bela's bouncy bottom and I grasped his now fully erect boyhood in my hand and worked the loose skin to and fro. 'Lunch in the lounge,' Anna called. 'Shit,' Bela cursed dark faced in a blush. 'We've got all afternoon,' I nuzzled at one side of his smooth neck and Peter munched against the other. 'After we eat.' 'And a porno to get us going,' Peter reminded us. 'You've got me going already,' Bela grinned and wriggled his bare bottom back against Peter's groin and gave me a swift kiss on the lips before dropping down and out of our embrace to recover his swimmers. Both Peter and I lacked Bela's 'boldness' and hastily clambered into our shorts before entering the longe. Anna had set the plates out on a low table with the cutlery, a very tasty salad with thick slices of fresh ham and all the salad trimmings or rabbit food as I called it but the bonus was a huge pot of chips, a schoolboy's dream We tucked in and Anna appeared towards the end of our munching to inform Bela she was out for the afternoon and to dump the washing up in the sink. We all gave her a polite 'thank you' and she told us not to cremate the place in her absence... very motherly. My mum says exactly the same every time she goes out but we had other things on our mind other than arson. After the meal we had a clean up and did the washing up to keep on Anna's right side and resumed our swimming only this time it was only a short session. This time we skinnied and it was gropes and grabs all around, I think with a bit of effort both I and Peter could have shagged Bela on the spot, he certainly asked for it. In the end his curiosity won out and he suggested we went upto his room and had a look at Kissing Cousins. We tramped up in the stairs with towels around us and entered his bedroom. It was similar to mine with the en suite bathroom but much bigger and he had a marvellous music centre with a load of gear not too far removed from a home cinema... gotta be lovely having a rich dad. Bela told us to get onto the bed whilst he got the tape organised. Naturally enough Peter and I dumped our towels and lay naked on the bed together, Bela was clearly up for 'it' whatever 'it' maybe and we weren't going to let him down. 'I wonder if he has a boyfriend? Peter whispered but Bela heard him. 'Yeah, Nick Cromer, in the Sixth... but we haven't got heavy yet.' 'Nick, the big lad, captain of the First Football Team?' I looked up as Bela clicked the buttons and leapt up onto the bed between us. 'That's the one,' Bela grinned and we all shuffled around a little so we could see the film. It started off with a long haired youth walking along through a wooded area who decided to go off the path and have a good wank. That was enough to get us going and not surprisingly hard meat was on the menu only not ham this time. I grabbed Bela's stiff cock probably a bit smaller than mine and Bela grabbed Peter's, that left Peter to hold mine and we all finished up in a disorganised huddle on the end of the bed. Peter who had obviously seen the so called Cousins before shared himself between wanking me slowly and kissing and licking at Bela wherever he got the chance. The big lad did his cum and shaking it clear pulled up his seventies flowered trousers and marched on a bit, he had a pee which didn't excite me too much and then it switched to a short dark youngster playing around with a football. From his looks he could easily have been one of the Turkish kids they have over in Germany. In fact, I lost interest halfway through when two German boys and I mean big boys around the twenty mark got down to it. I concentrated on Bela and got to sucking his balls and actually manage to get under his balls and into the base of his crack. Bela was mesmerised by the film so Peter and I started to take liberties, we were all over Bela and he was like a sex doll, he just let us do what we wanted. It finished up with him and me in a sixty nine on our sides and Peter to Bela's rear sucking and lapping between Bela's well spread cheeks. This was getting very fraught, Bela and I were going to pop but what about Peter, I was bloody jealous, to my way of thinking if he was going to fuck anyone it would be me not Bela... I had first dibs, he was my bloody cousin after all. Peter glued himself to Bela's back but he wasn't fucking, I could see his shiny and slippery glans sliding under Bela's tight balls and went for it. As he humped away I held his erection tight up under Bela's balls making sure he didn't 'accidently' prong my little mate and sucked Bela to a very fruity climax. Jeez, I swallowed two good mouthfuls and got the rest all over my face. I returned the favour and left Bela gasping and spluttering and then I lifted his leg which gave me Peter's straining cock all for myelf. Not so, Bela span around quickly in time for us both to receive Peter's juicy spunking. As I might have mentioned he was a big cumkid and there was more than enough of the slippery stuff for Bela and myself to share. We watched the end of the film to where the long haired lout ties up with another young Turkish type and they did the big finale. 'I thought you were going to try and fuck me,' Bela lay on his back clearly talking to Peter. 'If you'd have eased off I might have,' my traitor cousin replied. 'Although I was saving my first fuck for Micky boy.' 'Good,' I grinned feeling pleased. 'Tonight?' 'Sounds good,' Peter snuggled into me and wrapped an arm around Bela pulling him in. 'Then you can both do me tomorrow,' Bela snuggled in and kissed us both in turn. 'Seperately that is.' 'I should hope so,' Peter laughed and glanced over at me. 'I should invite little Andy around, I'm sure he's up for it... make a foursome.' 'What about your parents? What about Anna? Who the hell's little Andy.' 'One and two no problems, Bela answered confidently. 'And little Andy is around fourteen and delivers our papers... I'm sure he has a crush on me.' 'There's a difference between a crush and full scale sex,' Peter pointed out. 'Once it kicks off he'd join in just to keep in with the big boys,' Bela grinned. 'Little darky darling, you'll love him.' 'What? He's a nig... negro? Peter looked surprised. 'No. he's like me, sorta gypyish.' 'Upto you, you're the host,' I stretched on the bed. 'You a virgin with big Nick?' 'Nah, he's not a lot of use. He likes to fuck me but won't let me return the favour. He did me three or four times and I got sick of it and stopped asking him around. I wanna go both ways.' 'No problems with Mick and myself,' Peter brashly promised. 'After tonight,' I reminded him. 'After tonight,' he agreed. 'What's this Andy like? He doesn't do our papers, our kid's called Billy.' 'You're too far away,' Bela lay back and seemed to think for a bit. 'Andy's a bit like me I suppose, a bit smaller and shorter hair but very dark, sorta between you and me,' he looked at me. 'He's definitely game, I'm bloody sure he is. I'll lay in wait and capture him when he delivers... What I'll do is invite him to join us for a swim and a bit of lunch and the afternoon, I'll drop a few heavy hints,' he grinned. 'Well, if he disturbs his holiday routine to come around has got to prove something I suppose,' Peter leant over and licked Bela's belly and held his soft cock until it started to perk. 'Yeah, he's hungry,' I laughed and joined Peter in his meal. This time I dropped my head and took Bela's sweet lips, my tongue slipped inside his mouth and he reached down and grasped my reawakened penis. We were off again. Peter made a good job on Bela and brought a second cuming which sound Biblical but isn't really. Bela eventually worked his way down onto me and I managed to get my head in and serve my Peter. After that we had another swim and shortly after that made for home. All in all a good day and both Pete and myself were keen to get into our own room and review the day or more importantly try and figure out how to play the second day. I told mum and dad that we would be missing for the next day and where we'd be. We got a short lecture on not imposing on Bela and not overstaying our welcome but mum likes to dish out at least one short lecture a day, as usual dad just switched off and got on with his meal. Later in our room we flopped about talking sex, it's a good way to keep on line as you might say and apart from the occasional grope and grab we played it cool. I spent most of the evening willing my people to go to bed but it never works although I heard them coming up the stairs around eleven thirty. 'Lights out in half an hour,' my dad called through. 'Good night.' 'Dont forget to bath,' my mother called clealy forgetting the fact we'd been in water for most of the day. 'Sleep well.' I looked at Peter and he mouthed 'sleep well' and grinned like a Cheshire Cat. I reached across and fondled his lump. Yeah, my boy was ready to go. Funnily enough once we were in bed we lay seperated by about three inches or so and just gazed at the ceiling. I felt his hand touch mine and he turned inwards to face me. I edged in a bit and felt hot hardness glance against his. 'I've got a pot of Pond's Hand Cream under the pillow.' 'What for?' He sniggered and edged in just a little. 'You go first,' I was in no mood for fucking around any longer. I wanted top fuck, it was the ultimate and tonight was our night. 'Stop if I tell you.' 'OK,' he croaked and I felt his hand go under the pillow and grab the lube. I steeled myself and turned away from him presenting my backside for what was to come. I knew I was being a mug and should have topped him by rights but this was all new to us and I was on the edge of love. I think I'd gone through the lust barrier but what did I know, I'd never felt like this with another boy. Strangely enough I liked Bela as well but I just had the feeling Pete was my soulmate, even with the difference in ages I'd found out in one short day that we liked the same things, we acted almost like twins and I wanted his hot and jerking cock inside me and that about summed it up. I turned again so that I was belly down on the bed and felt him move so that he was laying on me with his hot cock pressed into my back, he then parted my legs and knelt upright. 'Gawd, you've got a beautiful bum,' I felt one hand clasp my cheek and squeeze. 'Jeez... you're so romantic,' I grinned into the pillow. 'Take it nice and slow.' He did, I felt his fingers nudge between my cheeks and as I opened my legs wider I felt the creamy goo being spread deep into my crack and at my pucker. Moments later he had a finger deep inside me squirming and wriggling like a snake. That in itself was a turnon as he kept hitting my prostate and finally when I felt quite relaxed I felt his finger slowly withdraw and a final butterfly kisses on my tensed cheeks. 'You ready?' His voice cracked. 'Stop if I tell you.' 'No probs.' I felt his cream covered glans slip between my cheeks and automatically flexed but he had it up against my ring and just gave one slow push and I opened up. It was remarkably easy and I must admit I groaned a little when I felt his fatness stretch me but he was inside and he wasn't stopping. 'Orrite,' he breathed in my ear.' 'I'll live,' I relaxed again as he began to move. His legs were inside mine and opened spreading mine ever further and forcing my bottom up onto his slow moves. He hisses his satisfaction and started to move faster sinking deeper and deeper at each thrust. I felt no real discomfort just a sensation of being filled and his warmth and thickness inside me filling my gut. His forearms came dowm either side of my body and his hips started to pump up and down, in the end I got the rythm and started to push up as he pressed down. At the end I felt his soft blond pubics against me and his full length was lodged in my body. 'That's so nice,' he whispered and kissed the side of my neck as he settled in and pressed even harder as if trying to force me through the bed. 'I can't hold it,' he moaned and started to fuck for real. It was fast, frantic and furious and it didn't last. I forced my way up intoa doggy position and he hammered and slammed away at me until I felt him stiffen and groan out loud for the last time. His swollen organ seemed to swell even more and then I felt it pulsing and pumping. The squirts and splashes of his hot spunk sent a shiver through my body. I'd been fucked for the first time and one other thing. As he's mauled my own erection around I'd cum in his hand and all over the bed. As we fell onto our sides he stayed in me stirring himself in my flooded hole and munching on the side of my neck. 'Brill,' he chuckled wiping his spunk covered hand on my belly. 'There's cum everywhere.' 'Yeah, remind me to change the sheets tomorrow,' I whispered and pushed back onto his wilting penis. 'Keep it in as long as you can.' 'What about your turn?' 'Later.' I pushed back onto his sticky belly and dragged his hand around so that they nestled in my spilt cum. 'In the morning before we bath.' 'Your wish is my command, Mistress.' 'Less of the fuckin' Mistress... one fuck doesn't make you a super hero.' 'What about two?' He grunted and pressed into me, I could feel him begining to harden again. I told you he was a juicy boy and you can't beat a generous helping of good ol' Cornish cream. To be continued in Part 3 Yeah, I like this one and it's a nice pace. Perhaps the next Part maybe a little longer. I don't know if to finish it off or run it into little saga. 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