Date: Sun, 22 Feb 2004 16:23:29 -0500 (GMT-05:00) From: Guy Subject: My Cousin, My Lover (Intergenerational/incest. Oral/Anal. M/b) All the usual disclaimers apply. This is a story that contains graphic depictions of sexual activity between an adult male and his pre-pubescent cosuin. If that's not to your liking, go away, you have been warned. Comments appreciated, flames will be ignored. Reply to gpndc1966@earthlink.net. My Cousin, My Lover By Jonathan Abrams One weekend, in the first week of February, 8-year-old Brandon Brian White went out of town to play a regional championship game with his basketball team. His cousin, 21-year-old Kyle David Thompson, was his coach. The team sponsors had booked motel rooms for the night, planning on having three boys and one adult chaperone per room, as there were two coaches, the bus driver and one parent scheduled to go along and there were 12 boys on the team. When they arrived at the motel, they discovered that, instead of having four rooms with two full sized beds each, there were eight rooms with one queen sized bed each reserved. "What's up with that?" Kyle asked the desk clerk. "I'm sorry," the clerk said. "Apparently they forgot to tell you when the reservations were made that all the rooms only have one bed." "Apparently so," Kyle said. "Now what are we supposed to do? We have 12 young boys and only four adult chaperones. We can't put two boys in a room without a chaperone." "I'm really sorry," the clerk said. "Would you like me to contact another hotel and see what's available? I can't guarantee there is much available because of the regionals. Practically every hotel room in town is booked." "No, I don't think the sponsor would be willing to pay more," Kyle said. "They shopped around to find the cheapest rates in town." "I could provide a roll-away bed in four of the rooms and credit you for the other four, or..." "Or?" Kyle asked. "Well," said the clerk, "I think we have four pairs of rooms, meaning there is a connecting door between two rooms. The only thing is they are opposite ends and on separate floors. I wouldn't be able to give you adjoining rooms like you have now." "That could work," Kyle said. "Let me check with the other chaperones." After finding out their preferences, it was decided that they would take the eight adjoining rooms rather than taking rooms at opposite ends and on separate floors. They decided it was better to keep the team together. It was then decided that they would put two boys in rooms with one boy and one chaperone in an adjoining room. "If any of you need anything, you can knock on the wall and the chaperone can be right there," Kyle said. "The younger boys will be paired up with a chaperone. Since all the chaperones are related to one of the boys, we'll pair relatives up together. Brandon and I will share a room, David and his father (the chaperone) can share a room, Alexander and his uncle (the bus driver) can share a room and Nathan and his brother (the other coach) can share a room. The others can draw straws to see who will share a room. It will be better if one of the older boys rooms with one of the younger ones. Less problems that way and the older boy can help the younger ones if something happens." Once everything was decided, everyone settled in for the night. Kyle, as the main coach, checked on all the boys to make sure everything was OK before returning to his room. Ten-year-old Patrick and 8-year-old Stephen were in the room adjoining Kyle and Brandon's room. "This is interesting," Kyle said, as he stripped down to his boxers and stretched out on the bed. "What?" asked Brandon, as he headed to the bathroom to brush his teeth. "The way this ended up. I knew we would share a room, but I didn't expect to have to end up with unsupervised boys in a room together." "You didn't know," Brandon said, stepping out of the bathroom in just his briefs, which had pictures of Scooby Doo on them. Kyle glanced over at him and smiled. He had never realized how cute a little boy in underwear could be. "Yeah, but we might get in trouble with other parents who expected their boys to be chaperoned on this trip," Kyle said as he headed for the bathroom to brush his teeth. "They're just sleeping," Brandon said. "There's always an adult around the rest of the time. If there's a problem, they'll knock on the wall." "You're right," Kyle said as he turned out the light and climbed into bed beside Brandon. "Aren't you going to read to me?" Asked Brandon. "You're kidding, right? I mean, you're 8 years old." "So? My parents always read to me at night." "I didn't bring a book," Kyle said, as he reached over and turned on the light. "That's OK," Brandon said. "I did." He climbed out of bed and went to his bag, where he removed a book called "Pirates Ahoy!" Handing the book to Kyle, he climbed back into the bed beside him and leaned against Kyle's arm. Kyle smiled, shifted a little as he started to get an erection and started to read. About an hour later, he finished reading when he noticed that Brandon's breathing had gotten more shallow and realized he had fallen asleep. He closed the book, carefully reached over and turned out the light, not wishing to disturb Brandon. He then leaned over and kissed Brandon on his forehead and laid back against the pillow, smiling into the darkness. About an hour later, Brandon shifted and rolled over onto his side. Kyle snuggled against him as he slowly started getting an erection. Within minutes, though, he had fallen asleep in the spoon position. They stayed like that the rest of the night. Brandon woke up around 6:30 a.m. and, feeling Kyle's erection against his bottom, he moved slightly, waking Kyle up. Kyle looked over at Brandon, "Good morning." "Good morning." "We don't need to get up for an hour yet, so we might as well relax a little," Kyle said. "You need to be well rested before the game today." "OK," Brandon said as he rolled over and snuggled his face against Kyle's chest. He reached over and placed his hand on Kyle's left nipple, which responded to the touch, causing Kyle to get an erection. He leaned over and kissed Brandon on the forehead. Then, after a brief pause, he leaned over and kissed Brandon on the lips. Brandon moved off Kyle's shoulder and laid back against the pillow. Kyle moved over and kissed Brandon full on the lips and reached his hand over and started rubbing Brandon's nipples. Brandon opened his mouth and their tongues met as Kyle's hand moved down Brandon's chest to his stomach, where it came to rest on his belly button. Brandon let out a sigh as Kyle pulled away. "Wow!" Kyle said, as he rolled onto his back against the pillow. "I'm sorry, Brandon. I don't know what came over me." "That's OK," Brandon said, with a mischievous grin, as he rolled onto his side and placed his hand on Kyle's chest. Kyle's erection was pushing against his boxers. He looked down and noticed Brandon's small erection pushing against his briefs. Brandon moved his hand along the thin line of hair on Kyle's stomach and stopped when his hand touched the waistband of Kyle's boxers. Kyle reached over and ran his index finger along Brandon's chest, down to his stomach and pushed it slowly inside the waistband of Brandon's briefs. Brandon gasped. Kyle reached down and grasped Brandon's small erection in his hand. He was amazed when his hand completely engulfed not only Brandon's entire erection, but also his testicles. He leaned over and they kissed again. Brandon reached down and moved his hand inside Kyle's boxers, feeling his erection for the first time. Kyle pulled away, climbed out of bed and removed his boxers, revealing his hard 7-inch penis. He playfully removed Brandon's briefs, revealing his very hard 3-inch penis. He climbed back on the bed and kissed down Brandon's body until he completely engulfed Brandon's penis in his mouth. Brandon gasped as Kyle started licking it like he would an ice cream cone. He licked and sucked on it until Brandon's body was overcome with his youthful orgasm. "That was incredible," Brandon said, smiling. "It gets better," Kyle said, "Roll over." Brandon rolled over onto his stomach and Kyle kissed his neck, then his shoulders, his back and finally, his buttocks, trying hard to contain himself, fearing he would explode in orgasm any minute. He went into the bathroom, grabbed a small jar of Vaseline and headed back to the bed. "Now," Kyle said. "Just relax." He dipped his index finger and middle finger into the jar of Vaseline and generously greased up his penis. He then put the fingers against Brandon's virgin hole and pushed. Brandon gasped as Kyle's fingers entered his body. He started squirming as Kyle greased him up, preparing for penetration. "Just relax. This will feel really awesome, little cousin. Trust me." "I do," Brandon said. Kyle removed his fingers and placed the head of his penis against Brandon's opening and started to push. Brandon winced as Kyle put his fingers in Brandon's mouth to stifle any screams. He kept pushing until he felt himself completely enter Brandon's body. Brandon started to relax as Kyle removed his fingers from his mouth and started his in and out motion. Brandon started moaning as Kyle flowed around him. In less than five minutes, Kyle exploded in the most intense orgasm he had ever experienced in his life. Smiling, he collapsed on top of Brandon. Finally, Kyle softened and pulled out. The two went in and showered together. "That was awesome," Brandon said, as they were drying off. "Do you think maybe we'll do it again sometime?" "Well, there's always tonight after the game," Kyle said, winking. "Your parents aren't coming to pick you up at my apartment until tomorrow." That night, they enjoyed a repeat performance.