Date: Wed, 7 Feb 2024 21:28:03 +0000 From: David Greg Denton Subject: With Family It's Not Cheating - Part 2 With Family, It's Not Cheating – Part 2 Gay, Incest, Adult, Older/Younger, Cousins, If you enjoy reading stories on Nifty, then don't forget to donate! It's easy, just follow the link http://donate.nifty.org * * * * Wil opened the sliding glass door, joining Rich and Troy. "Hey, bro, can I have a few minutes with Troy?" Rich nodded, hugged his cousin, then left the two of them alone. Troy's cousin, Wil, was taller than him and had a much bigger frame than Rich. He favored his dad in that respect. He had brown hair and eyes like his brother but sported a beard while his dad and brother were clean shaven. Troy thought the beard suited him, made him look sexier somehow. "What's up, Wil?" "First, I wanted to apologize. It was all my fault we couldn't take you in ten years ago. I was a mess and mom and dad had to get me straightened out. And once I was, it was too late and even dad couldn't find out where you had been placed because he wasn't your parent or legal guardian. I just feel that if I hadn't. . ." then Troy interrupted, "Wil, it's okay. I made my peace with it years ago. I'm just glad you're okay now. You are, aren't you?" Wil smiled and answered, "I am, yeah, thanks. I've been clean and sober nine years now." "Good, I'm glad to hear it," Troy assured him but he could tell that there was still something Wil wanted to say as he looked anywhere but at his younger cousin. "That isn't everything, is it? There's something else. . . am I right?" Wil looked him in the eye and nodded. "I was wondering if it would be okay if I visited you when I'm in Baltimore. . . not this week but the next. I'm going to be in town for a trade show and I'll be networking all week, but I thought maybe if you're not too busy, we might hang out over the weekend?" The look in his eyes spoke volumes to Troy. His cousin was putting himself in an extremely vulnerable position and their future as a family all hinged on what Troy said next. "I'm not busy next weekend, no. I'd love to hang out with you, Cuz." Wil's face lit up at the news. "Oh, wow, that's great! I'll be free for dinner on Friday night and then the all day Saturday but if that's too much just say the word and I'll drive back rather than. . ." Troy put his hand up and said, "It's not too much. I'm between commissions and I just need to come up with an idea for my next show. I think it'll be good to take a break." "Wow, great, Cuz, thanks. I'll call you when I get into town. Will Lance be joining us?" "No, Lance will be busy with promoting the team for next season." "Okay. That's too bad but it'll give us time to get to know each other as adults." "Exactly," Troy agreed then looked inside and could see that Lance was getting antsy. "I think Lance and I should be getting back to our hotel. Let's exchange numbers before we forget." They traded phones and each inputted their info into the other's phone then handed them back. "I'm looking forward to it," Wil remarked. "Me too, Wil." Then they hugged and rejoined the others. There were more hugs and hearty handshakes from the guys. Aunt Helen gave them both hugs and kisses then Troy and Lance departed for the short drive to their hotel. * Troy and Wil exchanged texts the following week, then on Friday evening, Troy sent Wil his address and jumped in the shower. Just as he was shutting off the water, he heard the doorbell ring. "Shit, he's early!" Troy said out loud. He grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his waist and padded to the door. When he opened it, the first thing he said was, "You're early." A smiling Wil replied, "Yeah, sorry about that. I just couldn't sit there in my hotel room any longer. I can come back later if you'd like?" Wil asked, hoping Troy wouldn't send him away. "Don't be ridiculous. Come in." He stepped aside and let Wil into the apartment. Wil stopped just inside as Troy closed the door. "Don't I get a hug?" Wil asked as he opened his arms. "I haven't even had time to dry off yet. You'll get your clothes all wet." "Oh well, I can fix that," he replied as he pulled his polo shirt over his head. He toed off his shoes next, then unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers. "What are you doing?!" Troy asked when his brain caught up to what was happening. Wil hooked his thumbs in the waistband of both his trousers and his underwear and pushed them down to his ankles then stepped out of them. "Problem solved!" he answered as he moved in to hug his shocked cousin. They hugged briefly then Wil pulled away. They looked at each other as Wil remarked, "Now we're both wet." Without giving it a second thought, Troy removed his towel and handed it to Wil. He dried off then handed it back to his cousin. Troy dried himself as Wil moved into the kitchen. "I'd love to see the rest of your place. Give me a tour?" Wil asked. Troy thought it was strange that Will chose to remain nude but decided to join him. Troy nodded and placed the towel on the back of a stool at the breakfast bar then took Wil on a short tour of his two bedroom apartment. When they got to his studio, formerly the second bedroom, Wil took his time looking around at all the drawings, paintings and sculptures on the walls and shelves. "It's amazing," he remarked. "You're amazing." Troy blushed as he grinned then said, "Thanks." "Do you remember that drawing you did of me when I was about fifteen or sixteen?" "Yeah? Don't tell me you still have it." "I have it framed and hanging on my wall!" "Oh my God, why? It's not very good," Troy insisted. "Well I think it is. Anyway, I was wondering if perhaps you might draw me again. I mean if you wouldn't mind." "Only if you promise to replace the old one with the new one." "I can't make any promises because I happen to like the old one!" Wil answered proudly. Troy shook his head and chuckled. "Okay. How about after dinner?" "Deal. Say, how about we stay in and order some food? You didn't make reservations, did you?" Troy shook his head and replied, "No, I thought we'd go to a favorite place of mine nearby, but we can have something delivered. What are you hungry for?" Wil was quick to answer as he looked at his cousin, "What's your favorite?" "Chinese." "Mine too," Wil agreed, so Troy went into the kitchen and retrieved the menu from the fridge. Wil had followed him, so they made their selections then placed their order. Troy offered Wil something to drink and they chatted while they waited. "So you don't seem to have a problem being nude," Troy commented. "Nope. I don't wear clothes at home and Dad and I even go to a nude resort twice a year." That bit of news intrigued Troy. As a boy, he'd always crushed on his uncle. The man was sex on a stick, especially when wearing nothing at all. "Really? Wow that's not something I would have guessed about Uncle Tony." Wil chuckled and remarked, "Dad's not nearly as uptight as you'd think, for a cop, I mean." "Does Rich go with you?" "Camping," Wil said using air quotes, "is not really Rich's thing anymore. He and mom go to New York and take in a show while we're gone." "Oh." "Hey, maybe you can come with dad and me the next time?" "Yeah, maybe. I'd have to check Lance's schedule, make sure he's not going to be home that weekend." "I understand totally." When the doorbell rang, Wil got up and went to the door. Troy realized too late that he was going to open the door without any clothes on. He got up quickly but Wil and Daryll, the guy who delivered for Wong Foo's, acted as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Troy knew he'd have to start ordering from another restaurant after that. "This is for the food and this is for you," Wil told Daryll. Daryll thanked Wil then said over Wil's shoulder, "Thanks to you too, Mr. Latimer. You two have a nice night!" "Thanks, Daryll, you too," Troy said. Then after the door closed, "I can't believe you did that." Will rolled his eyes and replied, "Trust me, these delivery guys have seen it all. Now let's eat." As Wil began unpacking the bags of food, Troy shook his head and joined him at the breakfast bar. After they'd cleaned up, Troy suggested they go into the studio and get started on Wil's drawing. Wil sat down in the overstuffed chair in the corner, draped one leg over the arm then placed an arm behind his head. Troy liked the pose so he adjusted the lighting then got to work. About an hour and a half later, he was finished and told Wil he could come take a look. "Amazing! Even better than I'd imagined." He turned to Troy then drew him into his strong arms and hugged him tightly. When he pulled back slightly, he kissed Troy on the mouth. It started out innocently but developed into something more. Troy resisted at first then ended up giving in. The kiss was intense and full of heat. When Wil finally broke off the kiss, Troy was at a loss for words. "Sorry about that, Cuz," Wil remarked with a grin on his handsome face. "I guess I got carried away." Troy was totally confused. "I thought you were straight!" Troy exclaimed. Wil laughed and replied, "Definitely not straight. I'm `pan' actually. . . as in pansexual. I like it all!" That was not something Troy was expecting to hear come out of Wil's mouth. . . ever. "Wow, I had no idea!" "Why would you? It's not something I broadcast," Wil admitted jokingly. "Do your folks know?" "Mom does and she's researched it so she gets it. Dad says he understands but I don't think he does," Wil explained then added, "Rich of course is like `whatever, dude.'" Troy chuckled knowingly at that. "Okay, well as long they accept you for who and what you are. That's the most important thing." "Exactly. . . and they do," Wil assured him, then he ground his cock into Troy's and said, "You know I was hoping we could maybe have a little fun tonight. What do you say?" "I don't know, Wil. . . there's Lance to think of and. . ." "Listen, here's how I look at it. If it's with family, then it's not cheating. And if you're worried about us being cousins, I know for a fact you and Rich have done it so it can't be that." "How do you know we have done `it'?" Troy asked shocked. "Dad and I heard you, on the camping trip years ago. You were so fucking loud when you came, dude!" Troy was so embarrassed by that news that he let go of Wil and turned away, unable to face him. But Wil wrapped his big, strong arms around Troy and said, "It's okay, cousin. It just meant you were enjoying yourself. It's all good." Troy turned in his arms and responded, "But what must your dad have thought?!" "He thought, and still does, that you had a great experience on your one and only camping trip. We both know what happened to you afterwards, so. . . anyway, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. I promise you." "If you're sure," Troy remarked, still unsure himself. "I'm sure. Now are you gonna fuck me or not?" "Fuck you? You want me to fuck you?!" Troy asked his cousin incredulously. "Well, yeah. I can't wait to have this big, beautiful cock inside me," he said as he reached down and squeezed Troy's long, thick member. What do you say?" Lance was the only other person that had ever said that he thought Troy's dick was beautiful, so Troy was overwhelmed by the compliment. But something told him to go for it. "Then let's go into the bedroom so I can bury this monster inside your big, round butt," Troy said, hardly able to believe the words that had just come out of his mouth. "Now you're talking!" Wil said, sounding overjoyed to hear it. Troy led Wil to his bedroom then instructed him to lay down on his back on the bed while he retrieved the lube and a condom from his nightstand. Wil lifted his legs in anticipation and that eagerness pleased Troy who then knelt in between Wil's legs while he rested his ankles on Troy's shoulders. Troy quickly rolled the condom on his cock then lubed up both it and Wil's hole. "Ready?" Troy asked just as a formality. "Give it to me, big man. Shove that cock in my hole." So Wil was a talker Troy surmised. This was definitely going to be interesting. Troy placed the head of his sheathed cock at Wil's entrance and pushed. It was met with resistance at first, but Wil relaxed and slowed his breathing as much as he could. Then Troy's cock went in smoothly and once he was pubes to balls, he stopped to check on his cousin. But before he could ask, Wil said, "I'm good, bro. Now make me believe you're a power top!" Troy thought he was up to the challenge, so he leaned forward, placing his hands on either side of Wil while pressing his cousin's knees into his chest. Then he did something he'd only seen in a video once. He pulled out and slammed back in as hard as he could several times. "Fuck yeah, baby. That's the way you fuck a man!" Wil encouraged him. Troy smiled, said, "I'm gonna fuck the shit out you, Cuz," and kept it up. Wil's eyes rolled back in his head as he took the pounding his younger cousin was giving him. "Oh my God. . . you're the best! That's it, Cuz. Wear my ass out!" Troy was in good shape. He worked out regularly so this was just heavy cardio to him. He continued to pound Wil's hole until he heard, "Oh my fucking God!" Then looked down and saw cum flying out of Wil's slit. It hit him under the chin and on the neck before slowing down and landing on his chest and stomach. Troy moaned then cried out, "Fuuccckkkk!" as he shot his load inside his cousin. Once he could see again, he opened his eyes and looked down at a smiling Wil. "Dammit, boy, you can fuck!" he announced. For some reason Troy found that funny so he chuckled as he withdrew his soft cock and replied, "Thanks, I'll take that compliment and say I enjoyed it too." Troy climbed off the bed then said, "Stay here," as he went to the bathroom to retrieve some wet and dry towels. When he came back he cleaned up his cousin then laid down next to him. Wil put his arms around his beautiful cousin and remarked, "I always knew you were going to be a tiger in bed and you didn't disappoint." "Thanks, you were pretty good yourself," Troy admitted. "Pretty good?!" Wil exclaimed as he sat bolt upright. "I was fucking awesome the way I took that pounding from you while still managing to clench my ass muscles!" Troy broke out laughing and Wil knew he'd been had. "You motherfucker! When did you turn into such an evil bastard?" "Which is it, Wil? Am I a motherfucker or an evil bastard?" "You're both, you little shit." Troy just kept laughing and soon enough Wil laid back down and joined him. Troy's phone dinged and he told Wil that it was Lance. Troy excused himself then texted Lance back from the living room. "I'm gonna take a shower, if that's okay?" Wil asked in passing. Troy answered, "Absolutely. I'll show you where the towels are." He got up and showed Wil then got him a new toothbrush as well. "I assume you're going to spend the night?" Troy asked. "If you don't mind, sure." "Not at all, Wil. Take your time." Troy left Wil alone then continued texting Lance. (to be continued in Part 3)