Date: Tue, 7 Jan 2014 17:07:55 -0600 From: Kevin Turnbow Subject: My Cutest Cousin (bb) My Cutest Cousin Kebo_t@outlook.com I've been mentioning my cousins. I was told that cousins can mean uncle, grand uncle, nephew, as well as a cousin. The family was so big and I got so confused, calling them cousins was a good thing for me. As life went on, I got to be particularly close to one. His birthday was within a week of mine and so when we had a family birthday, it was combined. He also lived close enough that when I got old enough, I could ride my bike over to his house. He also just kept getting cuter as he got older. I was very reminded of that when the family got together and looked at old albums. I'm really excited about one of the cousins who is going to digitize all the pics. I gladly donated money for him to do that. As I looked at pictures of myself, I was a bit full of myself, thinking how good looking I was. But my cousin Matt was a level above that. I was skinny, though I had a bubble butt. I liked my eyes and my dimples. Light brown hair that got close to blonde in summer with as much time as I spent outside. I would get a rich dark tan, which just made my butt and everything else under my swim suit look even whiter. Back then, I didn't think of myself as good looking, nor did I really think about it. Matt had full thick black hair. His mom knew it was a big assets and she was always combing his hair. It tended to really never get out of place unless he in the pool or ocean. Eye brows were perfect and dark. His eyelashes were long. So long that girls in high school were jealous of them. I sat next to him so many times that I got look at those lashes many times. His skin color was very light. Not pale but light and it contrasted his hair so well. And it also made his black eyes look even more deadly. His features were sharp. Everything, his lips, eyes, nose, cheekbones all stood out. His lips were dark, sometimes red, and did fit his face so well. Its what you would draw in art class. And his features grew with him. Just getting better as he got older. His older brother wasn't so lucky, he just go weird looking as he got older. I barely noticed nipples on other boys. I would have liked to see more on girls but... His just stood out. They never got very big, you could cover them with a dime. But they were dark. When I got tan, the color of my nipples got closer to my tan. With Matt, his nipples just stood out and were much darker. His balls were almost as dark as his nipples. I always thought that they didn't quite fit the rest of him. When looking at his balls from the end of his legs angle, there was a dark, but cute, tight pouch of balls. His dick always outdid mine. I didn't realize just how much until the unauthorized pictures surfaced at the recent family gathering. They were held just as covertly as they were when we were little. Some of the cousins refused to look at them again. I think it was their way of denying that they ever participated in the fun. While my dick was a little nub until I hit puberty, his was like a miniature model of what a dick should look like. And like his face, the features of his dick were sharp. The head was perfectly shaped and the ridge stood out so much. Matt hit puberty and left me in the dust. The difference just increased even more. His dark place pubic hairs came in during a short time period that we didn't see each other. I was still at the point where you couldn't tell if was hard or not. I was amazed at watching him try to pee in the morning with his still growing dick. Over the years, Matt and I saw each other naked many times. He was there when I got of my most valuable education and likewise. We slept over at each other homes many times. I even went on mini-vacations with his family. Yet, through all those fun activities, Matt and I rarely got playing with each other sexually. All I can remember us doing was a pissing contest, an actual pissing contest, to see if we could hit a tin can on the other side of the sand dune. It was like that until the year we turned 14. Just after puberty had hit me. My family was staying at their house while something was going on at ours. My parents took over Matt's bedroom, Matt moved in with his older brother, and I was set up in the laundry room on a cot. A cot that smelled like the old sail shop we saw on vacation. The mattress looked like it had a map colored on it, using various bodily fluids. The whole thing tipped on the middle leg. It wasn't as bad as sleeping next to the piles of undies and bras, and dirty shirts and pants. One night, I heard Matt whining and yelling at his big brother. The laundry room opened and I see Matt being picked up by one leg and an armpit. Matt was dumped on me. Something boney hit my thigh, an elbow in my ribs, and a cheek hit my nose. It seems that Matt's bro convinced his girlfriend to spend the night. He did suffer consequences the next day. Matt and I got comfortable, as much as we could. The only real way of doing that, was to face each other. We stopped talking, and stopped moving. We were face to face and very close. I was breathing in his breath. My eyes were wide open and I could see the glint in his open eyes. Our lips could touch. I liked that feeling. I stuck my lips out to make more contact. And Matt did the same. The contact was so light and so quick that it might have gone unnoticed but it was like my whole body was feeling nothing but Matt's lips. My tongue explored and the first thing it touched was Matt's tongue. We stopped the tongues but our lips started to press together. Then Matt whispered, "Should we kiss?" My response was something like, "ptahhh". My heart was beating faster than ever. Muscles in my back and legs were tight. I couldn't figure out where to put my hands. Then we leaned in. Our mouths were wide open, lips were the only thing touching. Well, a few times our teeth banged together. I think we made a pretty good seal and we were swapping air from lungs to lungs. I felt my heart beat increase and I had a great need for air. I pulled my head back and gasped. I just wanted more. As we continued to kiss, our lips got moving instead of being still. I lifted my head to get my nose out of the way. We found out that was even better. We stayed long in the lip-lock. Then did a series of quick, smacking kisses. Then a big discovery, as my tongue went to lick my lips, it came into contact with his lips, and then his tongue. We laughed a little, and made some throaty sounds. It was then that Matt put his hand on the back of my head. The whole kissing thing got even better. My hand fell over his back and I pulled him to me. I felt how hot he was. We were wearing nothing on top and when our chests and bellies came together, I almost melted. Warm and soft bodies, smooth skin, and moving with each breath, it was taking over my body and thoughts. Matt scooted over to me and we had to mesh legs together. With our bodies pressed up against each other, the kissing and breathing was intensified. Lips, then tongues, then whole bodies were developing into the kissing process. I felt what I thought was his hand pressing into me. It was hard and boney and really kinda hurt. All of a sudden, I realized that was his dick! I was feeling his dick on me, his boned up dick was touching me. And we are kissing as his dick is on me. I was wondering what this was called exactly in the science of sex. Matt rocked back and forth just a little and I felt his dick rub on my hip. Then I remembered that I had a dick! And I could get my dick involved in this! I just had to figure out where my dick was. It was bent over, and I realized it was in a bind and hurting. I was going to have to reach down and free it. I thought I was being sneaky as I slowly moved my hand toward my dick. Not so sneaky though. Matt grabbed my hand and moved it to his dick. I grabbed it through his undies. It was rock hard and long. Matt held onto my wrist so that I couldn't pull my hand away. As I reached to feel the base of his dick, he moved my hand down to his balls. They felt huge, it was a like a huge clothe sack of oranges. I was gently and only squeezed a little. It made Matt's tongue and mouth step up a gear kissing me. I was really in need to free up my dick and I pulled my hand back a little harder. I thought Matt was going to let me feel my own dick. However, as soon has my hand cleared the waist band of his undies, he flipped the waist band and slid my hand inside! WOW! That was hot dick and balls. It felt so soft, so hot, so velvety, so hard. And so naughty! My hand was exploring like never before. I squeezed his dick. I rolled his balls. I pulled his pubes. I grabbed as much as I could in one hand. I rubbed my finger around his dick head ridge. Matt couldn't stand that feeling as well as kissing too. He bent his head back and was breathing fast and hard. I rocked back and with my thumb, I tried to release my dick. I lifted my hips a little and I got a little relief as my undies twisted. Matt felt me lift up and he immediately moved his hand to my waistband. He pulled and got me to lift up again. I thought he was looking for an opening, instead, my undies started coming down. We wiggled and squirmed, my hand never left his dick and balls. I got one leg out of my undies and that was plenty. I left that leg up and Matt started to feel me up. He picked up my balls and let them drop. He squeezed my dick and I felt more blood rush to the head. His whole hand mashed and moved around on my junk. Our hands were moving around as freely as they could. I thought at times he was trying to pull my balls loose. Then his mouth found my nose, as it searched for my mouth. Just as we got back kissing our bare naked dicks touched. We both moaned. We kept kissing as our dicks were involved in a little sword fight. I let go of his dick and I put my hand on his back and pulled us closer. When he pulled his hand out, our dicks were lined up and both of us were so hard that it was like pushing rocks together. Balls got pressed together. Our hips started moving and we were pretty good at humping. The cot moved and you could hear it scraping the floor. We thrust even more. We couldn't go with long thrusts, just not enough room but we humped fast! My foot got stuck in the cot, I didn't care. Our kisses got wet and sloppy. I heard Matt say something and he dug his fingers into my butt. I felt a shot of hot cum squirt out between us. And another, I just let loose and I was throwing my own ropes of cum. It wasn't my first but the first time it wasn't by my own hand. Matt stopped shooting and he grabbed me and held me tight. I had one more shot and then as he held me still, I felt more cum ooze out. I felt out cum in our pubic hairs and running down our bellies. We didn't do anything but breath hard and try to get or hearts to slow down. We didn't really say any words, just laughed a little. I fell hard asleep but in the morning, we showered together and our relationship had been elevated. Thanks for reading this. This comes from memories that began when I started writing Uncle Fuzzy, And I continued with a Spa and a Little boy. I want to write more, I don't want to write if nobody is reading them or they think I'm too boring. So please let me know if you liked this story. One other key thing for me to continue to write is the very presence of Nifty. 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