Date: Sun, 12 Apr 2020 12:49:44 +0800 From: asian clutter Subject: My cousin fucks me in my sleep (1) *The usual disclaimers apply. If you're not comfortable with same sex intercourse, or incest, I suggest you leave this page. I would also love to hear your feedbacks! This is my first work of fiction and I'd love to hear from you some areas of improvement. Thanks!* I can feel my heart violently pumping, reaching the very tip of my toes. I take a slow and smooth stride, tracing a semi circle against the hard ice with the tip of the blade on my skating shoe. Without a moment's notice, my ears are filled with resounding applause and I see my family by the stands, jumping as high as I've ever seen them jump. Just beside my sister Celine, was my cousin Mason, who stood clapping but had a stoic expression, never breaking his gaze on me. I didn't place any meaning to that gaze, but I never realized that it was the start of something that would flip my life over. Growing up in an asian household, I had very close ties with my family and extended relatives. I was born and raised in Italy but I did practice some of the traditions of the Japanese people because of my parents. Every night we would watch movies together in the family room, then eat together afterwards. We would go along and tell one another how our days went and chat about random stuff. I was stuffing myself with the fluffiest Dorayaki my mama made on the coffee table when my Dad reminded us that Uncle and his family would be coming over tomorrow to stay for the rest of the summer. I hardly remember the last time I saw uncle Gino and my cousins, so I don't really feel anything about their staying over for the summer. I mean, Celine and I used to play with Mason and Andrew back in the days but it was such a long time ago, I'm not even sure how I'd welcome them now. I didn't pay it any more mind and just went straight to my room to get ready for bed. I felt a little tense and stiff, so I squeezed a short workout in before I washed up. I haven't gone to the gym in quite a while, and I live a very active lifestyle so every once in a while, my body acts up when I don't get enough exercise. "Kyle..." "Kyle, wake up! Help out with the bags!" Celine kept nagging. It took me a few seconds to actually wake up and realize that my cousins are here. I went straight to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. Looking at the mirror, I see a pair of lazy hazelnut eyes and disheveled hair. My shoulders are just the right amount of broad and my body is well toned and lean because of figure skating and hitting the gym a few times every month. I went to help out and I see my happy Dad catching up with uncle Gino on the back of his car while someone unloads the suitcases. As I approach them, Mason and I lock eyes and I suddenly felt my heart thumping like crazy. I never thought he would grow up to be such an attractive guy. His thick eyebrows and sharp jaw really added to his masculinity. His biceps and chest are stretching the fabrics of his white shirt. I noticed how intense my gawks were when I saw his puzzled expression, so I immediately turned my eyes to the suitcases and started pulling them towards the house. After a while, they settled their stuff in the guest room just beside mine and everyone went down for lunch. Mom made Steak and they all caught up with their lives and how we were gonna spend our days for the rest of the summer. Celine made a flexible itinerary for them to maximize their visit, and after a while, the parents talked about some business I was too lazy to listen to. Every once in a while, I would catch Mason looking at me. I feel shudders running down my spine every time because I'm anxious about what's going on in his mind. His aura just screams alpha and every time I'm being looked at, I can't help but think that he's making fun of my scrawny-by-comparison appearance or something. We finish up and migrate to the guest rooms except for uncle, Mom, and Dad. Celine and Andrew are very outgoing and easy to get along with so in their lead, there was no awkwardness at all with our dynamic. We played Smash Bros for hours and started to loosen up. We were sprawled on the floor, and I can't help but notice my arms pressing against the hard but smooth arms of Mason. I felt sparks coursing through my body just by the little interaction. I distance myself a bit because I didn't want any unsolicited erection in my lower area and Mason gave me a quick look. Now that I'm a few inches away from him, I could see his godly form from my peripheral vision. His legs swelled with muscles as his boxer shorts tried its best to contain it. His pectorals are so well formed that the tank top couldn't hug the wholeness of it. I couldn't focus. We went to all sorts of places, and after a few days, the four of us were like best friends. Andrew and Celine are particularly close, seeing as they were very close in age, and the same goes for me and Mason. We started working out together and playing all kinds of video games all night long. He taught me how to play basketball. We would often go to our community court to play with our neighbors. Mason seemed intimidating at first, but he turned out to be a really sweet guy. He does these little things that make me feel butterflies in my stomach and honestly, I think I'm beginning to really like him for it. He'd give me water during our workout sessions and even give me a massage when my back muscles are sore. He opens doors for me and always insists to come after me. We were inseparable. Sooner than later, I began thinking about him in a different way before I head to sleep. His perfectly sculpted body makes me crazy every time he goes near me all sweaty. He's also begun to be comfortable changing in front of me and I've seen every single part of his body. I always try to act nonchalant when he exposes himself to me so that he wouldn't feel grossed out by my unwanted stares and stop being cozy around me, I don't want that to happen. "Your form is a bit wrong, Ky. You should relax your shoulders a bit more and stick out your butt like this." He held my hips and pulled it a bit, then rested his palms briefly on my butt. He bit his lip. I started doing squats and his eyes kept darting on my ass. "Uhh, am I doing it right, Mason?" I make sure to stick out my butt longer than necessary when I lower myself to accentuate it more. "Yup, Ky. That's a good form.. Relax your shoulders a bit more so you don't strain it." he left my station and went back to the benchpress and started to lift a heavy looking barbell. I wanted to show off so I darted to where he was after my squat sets. He offered to spot me, but he removed several plates to match my strength. I lay on the press and wrapped my hands on the cold metal tube. Mason stood right above my head, supporting the barbell in case I lose power. With as much force as I can muster, I lift the thing straight up then bring it back down so that my arms are levelled with my shoulders. I suddenly lock eyes with Mason. He had a lazy look on his eyes as he looked down at me. His flexed shoulders reminded me of how muscular he really was, leaving me feeling like a scrawny little ant by comparison. My eyes now dart to his groin and all my strength fly out of my body all at once. He lifts the barbell and hoists it back to the metal hook and scurries to make sure if I was ok. He gives out a hearty laugh that melted me right on the spot. I'm really head over heels about my cousin and I want to stop it because it's really wrong and disgusting. But every moment with Mason really just feels right. Days went by and we were on our way to an activity theme park and Mason and I were sat on the backseat. Our bodies are practically pressed against each other, and his body heat is driving me crazy. I wonder what would happen if Mason knew that I was being turned on by all the small stuff he does. Would he be grossed out and stop hanging out with me then? Mason and I were kind of into extreme rides, and Andrew and Celine are two cowards of a kind so we ended up having to explore the theme park together, just the two of us. Even when falling in line, he made sure that I went first and that I didn't feel uncomfortable in any way. It kind of felt like date and I felt myself falling deeper for Mason and it's not good at all. After the most extreme roller coaster ride I've ever tried in my whole life, we laughed talked about the experience as he casually snaked his hand over my shoulder. He kept on talking like it's the most normal thing in the world, maybe it is for him, but I definitely felt my heart throb a million times just because of that one act. I didn't understand a single word he's saying and my eyes are now fixated on the ground because I just didn't know how to deal with it. Without removing his snaked arm around my neck, we sat on the bench to catch our breaths. "Are you having fun, Ky?" he asked, looking straight at me while I avoided his gaze. "Of course, Mase. I'm having a blast. I always skipped out on a lot of rides because Celine is such a coward, but with you, I can try everything!" I chirped. Mason smiled and he stared at me for a couple of seconds, then laid back on the bench, not once tearing his arms away from me. I loved every second. Among the craziest rides, the adrenaline, and the stomach churning turns I've experienced today, this was the highlight. He lifted his arms and planted it in his pocket. All of a sudden, the back of my neck felt the cold breeze and I felt emptiness. I couldn't help looking at him with a defeated look. He smiled and fished out his phone from his pocket. He opened the camera, casually snaked his arms around my neck again, making me feel the familiar comfort of his touch, and smiled. He took a lot of shots of us just smiling and laughing at the camera. I must have felt so happy because I could feel my eyes welling up with warm tears. Oh Mason, what have you done to me. As we headed back home, I felt so happy and tired at the same time. I couldn't help falling asleep and waking up just as fast every now and then, until I felt Mason's hand guiding my head on his shoulder. I close my eyes and drifted to sleep.