Date: Sun, 22 Sep 2002 04:07:14 -0700
From: kinkygay stories <kinkygaystories@hotmail.com>
Subject: Kinky Cousins

CATEGORY:  Authoritarian

   A late night balmy breeze wafted in through the open window causing the
blond peach fuzz on 16-year-old Jason's bare tan chest to dance to and fro
as the slender youth clicked the mouse with one hand and massaged his
rock-hard erection with the other.  The house was quiet and Jason thought he
was alone.  He was sure he'd hear anyone entering the house and walking
upstairs to his cousin's bedroom.  'Why didn't these rooms have locks?' he
wondered to himself.
   Every summer Jason stayed with his aunt and uncle and their only son,
Steve, who was now 17 and on the wrestling team.  Since Steve had only one
double bed, the boys had to sleep together and Jason often woke up with
Steve's arm across his bare chest, Steve himself in the middle of some wet
dream.  Needless to say, on those hot and humid Ohio nights with air
conditioning at a premium, the boys slept only in their skivvies and never
used a blanket.
   Jason had found a website with lots of free pictures of scantily clad
teenage boys tied up in various positions.  Currently on the screen was a
dark-haired boy tied spread eagle with a few light whipping marks across his
bare chest and stomach.  Jason was vigorously massaging his erection,
occasionally bringing his fingers up to his mouth to taste the sweet precum,
when the bedroom door suddenly opened.
   "Shit," the word getting stuck in Jason's throat as he hesitated just a
little too long due to shock.  Clicking the "back" button was no use.
Steve's computer had been the victim of so much spam and so many pop-ups
that it took forever to respond, so Jason finally clicked on "minimize."
But by then it was too late.
   Jason pulled his dripping fingers out of his gym shorts and looked up at
Steve.  The boys were speechless and Jason thought he was going to have a
heart attack right there on the spot.
   "Is that your precum or your saliva on my keyboard?" Steve asked.
   Oh, shit, Jason thought again.  Another problem, damnit!  Again, Jason
was speechless, no words coming to his ruby red lips.
   "I saw the picture," Steve whispered.
   His smooth chest heaving with nervous anxiety, Jason just sat there
knowing he'd been caught, his worst nightmare now come true.  He'd always
masturbated in private dreaming of other boys his age.  Sometimes his older
cousin was in those dreams.  Now this tender teenage boy was in very
unfaniliar territory.
   Just then Jason felt fingers grip the blond hair on the back of his head
and pull his head back until his was looking up into Steve's eyes.  No words
needed to be spoken.  Steve's grip tightened and Jason's arms raised
slightly in response to the pain, but when Steve's grip tightened even more,
his eyes squinting down into Jason's face of fearful apprehension, Jason
whimpered and lowered his arms and let Steve have his way with him.  As
Steve continued tightening his grip, tears began to well up in Jason's deep
blue eyes, his arms remaining at his sides as a gesture of submission to his
older cousin.  However, Steve didn't want to hurt Jason.  He had other ideas
for his sexy younger cousin.
   Both Jason and Steve knew they had transcended into a new kind of
relationship.  That night would be very different indeed.

TO BE CONTINUED