Date: Thu, 21 Jun 2018 23:59:35 -0400 From: David Greg Denton Subject: My Cousin and Me: Forbidden Love - Part 2 *My Cousin and Me: Forbidden Love - Part 2* gay, incest, cousins This is a story about sex between two young men who just happen to be cousins. The story is fictional. All legal disclaimers apply. If this topic offends you, do not read any further. If you are under the age of 18 (21 in some areas) and too young to be reading such material or if you are in a locale or country where it is not legal to read such material, then please leave immediately and come back when it is legal for you to do so. We'll be glad to have you back. If you meet the criteria then read on, enjoy, and kindly let me know what you think. On the sites that provide for you to rate the stories or leave comments, I value your thoughts and opinions. If you enjoy reading stories on this site, please donate. I did! Thanks. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.htm l * * * * We got dressed then went over to Tim's place so that he could get changed. I watched while he undressed and couldn't help but make the comparison between him and his father. He looked at me out of the corner of his eye. "You're staring," he commented. "I can't help it. You look so much like your dad." "Yeah, I know... except for the cock. His was way bigger." That was true, but Tim's was pretty big too, so I went over to him and grabbed it. It started to lengthen and thicken as I held it. "Your cock is beautiful, and you should be proud of it. Just look at it." He looked down then said, "It *is* my favorite thing. I know that sounds childish but there it is. And yours...," he said as he grabbed my bulging cock through my pants, "is my second favorite. But if I don't finish getting dressed, we're gonna be late to lunch and then how do we explain that?" "You're right. Family first... fooling around later." We let go of each other's members so that he could go about putting on clothes. Once he was dressed, I said, "You know I prefer you the other way." "You mean naked with a hardon?" I took him in my arms and said, "Yes," then I kissed him, hard. He returned it and we had a quick make-out session. "You are trouble, Cuz," he commented after he pulled back. "Now we have to get going. Family, remember?" "Right, right, but you're family too. Couldn't we skip...?" "No! Now get moving," he insisted, then swatted my butt and I felt strangely turned on. My Dad had spanked us as kids, but it had never done anything for me, perhaps because he did it out of anger. I definitely thought I might want to explore it with Tim later on. I gave him another kiss, then took his hand and led him to the door. I held onto it all the way to his pickup even though he tried to let go once we were outside. I did let go so that he could go around to the driver's side but held it while we drove to his mom's. He had the goofiest look on his face the whole way, so I had to ask him, "What's that look for?" "I don't know. I just can't seem to stop smiling. My father died a few days ago and for some reason I'm happier than I have been in a long time." "Don't know why, huh?!" I asked a little too loudly. "Okay, maybe it has something to do with a certain cousin, who is hot as fuck and..." "Now, that's more like it." I slid over closer to him and started to kiss his neck. "Are you trying to get us killed?!" He asked. "No, I'm just horny for you, that's all. I guess I can wait till later, but it won't be easy." "Trust me, Dan, I'm right there with you, but I'm supposed to be grieving and so are you, remember?" "Right." Then it hit me all over again. My uncle was gone, and I realized that I'd never see him again or touch him, so I started to cry. "Oh God! I'm sorry. That was insensitive of me, Dan. Come here!" He pulled my head to his chest. That was all I'd needed, and the tears stopped. I wrapped my arms around him and took a big whiff. Tim smelled like coffee, fresh earth, and old bay rum aftershave! "Tim, why do you smell like your dad?" "Oh... I found his old aftershave in the bathroom at the house and Mom said I could have it. You remember that?" "I do," was all I could manage. For some reason, it comforted me that he smelled like Uncle Joe, so I took in another whiff and snuggled closer. "We're getting close to the house. You'd better sit up." I did even though I hadn't wanted to. I pulled myself together then stared out the window. I was quiet all through lunch and my mom and Aunt Janice seemed worried, but I couldn't gather enough energy to care. I felt like moping, so I went out onto the porch and sat down, but not in "his" chair. Tim came out a little later and sat down where his father used to. I looked over and it made me smile for some reason to see him sitting there looking so much like his dad. "You know, this is the first time I've ever sat in this chair?" He said. I just nodded. "Dan, I'm sorry I made you sad. That's the last thing in the world I wanted to do. I love you, Cuz." He reached out for my hand. I looked at it, hanging there, then took it in mine. "I love you too, Cuz." I tried to smile but couldn't quite manage it. Tim had to do it for the both of us. "Let's go back to my place. I'll hold you all night if you'd like." "I'd like that, Tim. Thanks." We went in and said our goodbyes. My mom held me longer than usual, so I assured her that I'd be fine. When we got back to Tim's apartment, we undressed and got into his bed. He held me as I fell asleep and dreamed. When I awoke, he was still asleep, so I tried not to move until he awoke. When he stirred, I debated on whether or not I should tell him about my dream. I decided to go ahead anyway. "I had a dream..." I started. "So did I," Tim added. "You first..." "I dreamt that you were fucking me..." He waited, "and your dad was watching us." He sat up and said in an excited voice. "I had the same dream! Only Dad was jerking off while he was watching us." "In my dream too!" "What are the odds we'd have the same dream?" "Astronimical!" I commented. "Do you think it means something?" He asked. "Yeah," I said as I rolled on top of him. "I think it means that he approves." Tim got a strange look on his face then said, "Yeah, maybe so." Then he added. "Dad was hung!" "Yeah, he was..." I commented without thinking, then added quickly, "in the dream that is." He just smiled. *Good save, *I thought. "Now how about you show me that move you did in `our' dream?" He rolled me over on top of him. "You mean this one?" He said and slapped my ass cheek. THWACK! "Yeah, that one. Now the other." Then he took his other hand and did it to the other cheek. THWACK! "Yeah, baby. Now I want you to slap my ass while you're fucking me!" "Oh, I can do that!" "Then show me, big man!" "Get on all fours and I'll show you." I followed his instructions as he got some things from the nightstand. I felt warm lube being applied to my asshole. I moaned my approval. Then I both heard it and felt it. THWACK! My ass was getting warmer and I wanted more. He inserted a couple of fingers at once and I took them easily. He reached around and felt my cock. It was harder than it had ever been before. "You really do like it, don't you?" I nodded and looked back at him. He took out his fingers and sunk his stiff prick all the way inside my hole. He smacked my ass with one hand and played with my uncut cock with the other. Then he proceeded to fuck the shit out of me. "Oh God, Tim. Fuck me harder with that donkey-dick! Give it to me, man. Spank me!" He did all of the above while still pulling on my hard cock. THWACK! I didn't know how long I could last, having all my fantasies coming true at once. "Don't you dare come until I do, you hear me, boy?!" THWACK! "Yes, Sir!" I answered not knowing where this was leading, but not caring either because it felt too good to stop. "God, baby, your ass feels so good wrapped around my big prick... so fucking tight when I do this." THWACK! My sphincter muscles tightened. THWACK! They did again. I was getting close. I could feel the juices start to rise. I needed to hold on until he told me I could shoot, though. "I'm close, baby, I want you to come with me. Can you do that?" "Yes!" I screamed. He thrust one last time, hard, then, THWACK! He was shooting his load deep inside me. "I'm commiiinnnngggg!!!" He yelled, so I let loose. "Meeee tooooo!!!" I shot all the way to the headboard and kept shooting long after he had stopped pounding my ass. We were both spent in more ways than one. He collapsed on top of me and I collapsed into the mattress. His hand was trapped under me, so I rolled slightly so that he could get it out. He kissed the back of my neck while his cock was still in me and I never wanted him to pull out. Then he spoke, "I have never come so hard in all my life. You are amazing!" "I have to say the same thing about you, Cuz. You sure can fuck!" I assured him. He chuckled. "I had an amazing partner," he confessed then started kissing me again. "Can we just stay like this... forever?" I asked, wistfully. He chucked again. "I think... (kiss) eventually... (kiss) my cock is going to get soft and fall out. (kiss) I don't want that, (kiss) but I'm thinking it'll happen... (kiss) eventually." "Well, it's still hard now, so leave it where it is." He wriggled it back and forth inside me and I laughed. It did eventually get soft and fall out, so he got up and helped me up. He led me to the bathroom and started the shower. I played with his ass while we stood there. He knew what I wanted, so he got in and bent over so that I could soap up his asshole and my cock. Then I stuck it in. It lasted a good long while and when we came, it wasn't earth-shattering like before, but it was satisfying and fun. We got out and dried each other off. We ordered pizza and while we waited, I texted my mom, telling her that I was doing better. That made her happy. When the pizza arrived, I answered the door in the nude despite Tim's protests. The guy looked down and then smiled when he looked back up. I gave him a big tip and closed the door. "You know I order from there all the time. Now, I'll have to find another pizza place." "Why? He seemed to enjoy the view. Who knows, maybe he's bi like you?" "You think so?" I nodded and brought the box to the table. We sat and ate quietly. Until Tim broke that silence, "I wish you didn't have to go back." I put down my slice and addressed the serious topic we were about to embark on. "I have a life back home. I have a job, Tim. What do you think would happen if I stayed?" "I don't know. I hadn't thought that far ahead." "I know. We'd lose our family, Tim. We'd be outcasts in society too. I don't think either of us want that, do we? We're just having fun here, aren't we? I mean, you're not in love with me, are you Tim? I think we both need that, deserve that." He looked at me very seriously. I could see that he was weighing his words carefully, then he spoke, "I know you're right. Maybe it's the grief talking, but I'm happy when I'm with you." "And I'm happy here with you," I assured him as I covered his hand with my own, "but we're both grieving and getting through this together was something I think we both needed. I'll fall in love someday and so will you, just not with each other." I got up, then pulled him up too. "I love you, cousin, but I'm not in love with you and I don't think you're in love with me either." "No, I'm not. I do love having sex with you though." "And I love having sex with you. Now enough of this serious talk. I have to go back in a couple of days and I want to spend as much time in bed with you as is humanly possible." "I want that too." He kissed me passionately and I returned the kiss. Our cocks were rock-hard in no time and we needed to take care of them. He led me to the bedroom and fucked me harder and better than I'd ever been fucked before. Later, I gave as good as I got and when we were both sated, we fell asleep in each other's arms once again. When we weren't spending time with family, we were in bed together, making up for the past and the future. By the time I was to fly back home, I knew Tim's body better than I knew my own and I was pretty sure he knew mine better than his as well. He drove me to the airport, parked and went in with me. I checked in, then we went to the bar for a drink. I excused myself to go to the restroom and he followed me with my bag in tow. He pulled me into a stall, kissing me while shoving his hand down my pants. I felt for his cock as well, then unzipped his pants and went down on him. He blew his load down my throat then returned the favor. I blew my wad and he swallowed every drop. We put ourselves back together and emerged from the stall. There were men coming and going, yet no one seemed to pay any attention to us. Tim took me as far as security, then he pulled me into a tight embrace. I didn't want to let go but had to eventually. I told him I'd call him when I got in and he kissed me on the mouth. I kissed him back as tears ran down our faces. "Your dad told me to take care of you and you ended up taking care of me. I think I let him down." "Nonsense. You did the exact opposite, cousin. I feel better for having spent time with you this past week than I have in years. I wouldn't change a minute of it for anything in the world. I loved it." "I love you," I told him. "I love you, too." I turned and got in line. I waited until I was on the plane before I broke down again. The older woman sitting next to me patted my hand and asked, "Leaving your boyfriend behind?" "He's not my boyfriend, but I do love him." She smiled and added. "It's hard saying goodbye to someone you love." "Extremely," I agreed. (to be continued)