Date: Sat, 11 Jan 2014 11:24:09 -0600 From: Kevin Turnbow Subject: my cutest cousin 2 My Cutest Cousin 2 My cousin Matt and I were just some of the people invited to Washington D.C.. Our uncle was being sworn in as a Congressman. It turned out to be an interesting few days. The ceremony was the worst part for me and Matt. Standing around in suits and looking nice and clean for hours was not on the same page as the definition of fun. We wanted back in the hotel, even if the pool was closed due to cold weather. Our moms tried to get us into the smallest number of rooms as they could. We were used to sleeping in sleeping bags on the floor and places like that. The hotel manager caught on and made us get more rooms. It worked out better for us. We had two good cousins with us now in our room. As we walked about the Mall, we started seeing a lot of Pennsylvania Dutch boys , and families, or Quakers. We walked past one wall where there had to be 2 dozen boys were sitting. About half of them all looked alike, blondish hair that was kind of a mess, round faces and freckles. It looked like one of each size and age. There were other boys in the group. Very cute boys. Dark hair and eyes. I was told they looked smokey, I wouldn't argue with that. Matt and my cousins were not shy about meeting people and they got into a conversation with those boys. They were there on a school trip. They even got to ride on a bus rather than taking a buggy. When you get that close, you notice that Quaker boys have a particular scent to them. It's a little clean like soap, but very earthy. The smell of horse and cows was also in the air. And I don't know if they get circumcised but all smelled like the boys I knew who didn't quite keep it all clean. I liked the scent. Over the next couple of days, we ran into them several times. Both groups seemed to enjoy tormenting each other. One of the topics had come from one of the older cousins who hadn't made it on that trip. It was his first year in college and he hung out at the library a lot. He checked out or stole a book about sexual deviants. It was chapter after chapter of some study that some college had done. One of the chapters was about rural boys. It claimed that over 80% of boys who lived on a farm would have sex with some farm animal by the time they were adults. I could understand the dog licking your balls, especially if you smeared peanut butter on your balls. When we read that stat in the book, the cousins laughed and made fun of the country boys. And then here are the cousins and a whole group of country boys. The pump was primed and the tormenting on that little known fact took off. And they countered that city boys beat off all the time and even do it together. There wasn't one cousin who could dispute that with a straight face. I just kept wondering what a Quaker boy looked like in just his hat. I just kept thinking about the fantasy of being with the Quaker boys, out on their farm and taking the place of one of their animals and getting jacked off by them. And it carried over that night when we were in the hotel room. My cousin Matt and I were sharing with cousins just a little bit younger than us. Over the years, all four of us had been involved in all the dirty talk and some of the playing around. The safety and solitude of the hotel room was offering some exciting possibilities. Matt and I had experienced things while being separated from the rest of the family by not much more than a sheet hung in the door way. And all four of us had played the naughty games with a whole room full of other boy cousins. It wasn't like we had just started all the messing around. Arnie and Nicky were good looking guys. They both had the long hair that was in fashion, covering their ears, swept over on their forehead, and making a nice curve in the back. The blow dryers in the morning following showers whined and heated up the room until all our hair was puffy and stylish. I loved the look of all four of us with no shirt, arms up, pits exposed and showing a little bit of hair, and concentrating on just their hair. Arnie was the shortest but the heaviest. He wasn't fat but well fed. That is an inside joke actually. He had a little roll of fat around his belly. And just above his dick was just enough fat that it puffed out. It matched the area where his pubes were growing. That was the first time I saw pubes on him. And the first time I saw him with balls that hung down. I knew he was going to have hairy balls, he had a bunch on them already. His dick was about 4 inches and it looked small on him. And his scar from being cut was all jagged. I would believe that it was his dad who cut him with a steak knife. There was such a difference in color from the pink behind his head to the scar to the dark part that went to his belly. I know I shouldn't say any dick was small. He had more than I did until puberty hit me. I went from nub to a decent sized dick. The time prior to this was the first time that Arnie saw the new edition of my dick and he was the first person to compliment it. Nicky was called Blond Nicky. I had so many cousins and uncles named Nick or Nicky that we had to do something. And the thing that amazed me was his blond, almost clear pubes. He had more than it looked like when he was on the other side of the room. When I got close enough to see all the whispy blond pubes, I also got small enough to smell his crotch. It was musky and sweaty. And a little nasty smell in there too. Nicky was limp when I first got that good look but in just a few heartbeats he was hard and his dick had an amazing curve to it. Light pink from base to tip. And a set of balls that hung so low that I wondered how he got his pants on. I think he had to have stuffed his balls way back between his legs. We were sitting cross-legged between the two beds. It was like that offered an additional layer of privacy, and it just felt naughtier. We were in just undies. Just good ol' tighty-whities. Mine were so thin that there wasn't hiding the fact that I had some nice thick pubes. Matt and I described what we had done but without saying it was us doing it. We got to the part about dicks rubbing together and I wouldn't get past that point. We talked Arnie and Nicky into rubbing their undies together but then I told them I wanted to show them the right way. I made them pull their undies down to their knees and then scoot up. I reached out and with just fingers held Arnie's dick. Oh man! You would have thought I had held him down and tickled his pits and feet all at the same time. I had some fun playing around doing that. I intentionally held his dick to make it tickle or at least to make him laugh. When he has just about mastered the ability not to pull back or laugh uncontrollably, I did a little something that I had learned from an older cousin. I tickled the underside of his dick head. His face looked like he was being jacked off. Then I told Nicky to let me see his dick. He flashed me quickly and laughed. I had to explain that I need his dick in my hand. He laughed too when I touched it. I was amazed at how stiff it was and how hard it was to try to straighten it out. Then I pulled them closer together, using their dicks as handles, or really as leashes. Then with all three of us shaking, I put their dicks together. I pressed their dick heads together and to my surprise, a big drop of precum appeared. Not sure which one, neither one claimed that they could make precum. More shaking and more getting closer together. And Matt had each one by the butt. I held both dicks in one hand and Matt moved them back and forth using the butt as a handle. It went from giggling, to sexy laughing, to breathing hard. I think we could have made both of them cum but Matt wanted in on it. Matt pulled off his undies all the way and grabbed mine as he leaned back. Ours looked so big compared to Arnie's and Nicky's. I thought it was so cool that I could even think that. Matt moved us all around, got rid of all undies and told me to show Nicky how. Nicky was pressed against the bed and I lined up with him, face to face. Matt had Arnie in the same position. And I became very aware of the bonus of that position; Matt and I were smashing butts together. That felt nice and soft. Matt and I started grinding. My balls were getting in on it but not sure if Nicky's ever got into the grind. It didn't matter if it was dick on dick, the grinding was working. Nicky kept looking at me and mostly we just smiled. When I started feeling my cum build, his face also got serious. I was grinding a little bit harder and paying more attention to what parts were matching up. Then Matt started to fuck like a rabbit. His hips were going so fast that the three of us just tried to hang on. It felt great to me. Butt smashing on one side and dick grinding on the other. Nicky started making noise like he was going to cum and I concentrated so much to try to cum about the same time. I ended up being the first. My hot cum hit Nicky and he yelled out like he wasn't expecting that. He was saying, "oh my god, is that your cum? Is that your cum? Did you cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" and with that he cumed so hard and fast that I could even hear it shoot out. Arnie sounded completely out of control as he was just making noise and then he just held his breath as he unloaded. Matt encouraged him, telling Arnie that he was shooting a good load. Matt put his butt into yet another gear and was grinding as fast as he could. The slapping sound was really funny to listen to. It took me a second to realize that some of the slapping was our butts hitting together. Matt growled and told us that he was cuming. Arnie was grunting each time Matt made a thrust forward. Matt laughed a little when he was done, then it got completely quiet. And I was really smelling all the scents. The 4 cums were great but there was all the sweat and musk. Nobody moved for a little bit, it was actually me and Matt who started to rub our butts together. We might have stayed that way but Arnie said he had to move. I looked around and he was pushed almost all the way under the bed. It took a little effort to get untangled. When Matt tugged on my balls, I followed him into the bathroom. We came out with warm wet wash clothes and towels. With Nicky and Arnie flat on their bed, we washed their bellies and crotches. I could tell it felt great. Nicky laid there and let me wash whatever I wanted to. He said the hot towel felt fantastic. I had the thought that if there was such a thing, I wanted a job that washed crotches! Matt and I slept in each other's arms that night, naked and with as much of him touching me as I could get. Thanks for reading. I hope it was good and interesting. Kebo_t@outlook.com