Date: Wed, 29 Mar 2006 13:52:57 -0800
From: tball101@hotmail.com
Subject: Cousing Jason Chapter One

This story is an highly eroticized and somewhat fictionalized version of a
true event.  The names have been changed to protect the innocent and there
are quite a few embellishments..

There are graphic depictions of male homosexuality contained in this story
so if you don't like it, don't read it.

Love to hear your feedback. Send me an email at tball101@hotmail.com


My name is Josh.

There were a lot of things on my mind when I was 14. But the two most
important things on my mind seemed to be my dick and the burning question of
when was I going to get laid.

Yes, I was at that age when all I could do was jerk off. When I wasn't
jerking off, I was thinking about it.

My testosterone filled surroundings didn't help any. My main role models at
this time in my life were my two older brothers and my cousin Jason.
They were all in their early twenties and quiet the partying ladies men.

When I was younger they didn't have much time for me, like most younger
brother/older brother scenarios. But I guess by the summer of my 14th year,
they figured I was old enough for them to take me under their collective
wing and I started to tag along to some of their parties.

I was sort of like a mascot, I guess. I would hang out, be allowed to drink
a beer or two, play DJ and watch the goings on -- always impressed with the
multitude of girls these guys were hanging out with. These guys were studs
and they never had a lack of female companionship.

It was late in the summer when the theater of operations for their
activities switched from the city to my aunt and uncle's, Jason's parents,
family beach house. Every year, they would abandon the house to the kids for
the month of August. The kids would get to run free and my aunt and uncle
would get some peace and quiet away from the kids. I begged my parents to
let me stay down for a week and they said okay.

Jason was the oldest in his family and had three sisters. Obviously, his
parents never heard the allegory about letting the fox in the hen house and
left him in charge.

Jason immediately made the place party central. I got there on a Friday
night with my two brothers, Ray and Joseph, and a huge party ensued. All
kinds of my brother's friends showed up with all kinds of girls. It was a
huge sleepover party for the whole weekend. We had bonfires on the beach at
night, swam during the day and drank a lot of beer all the time.

I was titillated observing all these good looking older guys making out with
all these hot girls. As guys and girls paired off and wandered away in the
sand dunes, I would get so horny thinking about what they were doing and
jerk off furiously at night. During the day, my eyes would be full with
young hot female bodies in bikinis frolicking on the beach with muscled
jocks.

I should note that my brothers and most of their friends were pretty hot
young guys. They were all on their high school football team together. Now,
in their early twenties, they retained a hearty athleticism and had no
problem hooking up.

My cousin Jason was a bit different. He was in pretty good shape but he
wasn't a jock. He was the wild man of the group: a little crazy and a hard
partier.

I was a dorky, but old-for-his-age 14 year old with a good sense of humor. I
wasn't particularly athletic but liked to party and was pretty witty. I was
cool in my own way, which is why I think I was allowed to join the
proceedings.

Jason hooked up with an especially wild chick named Sarah who was a local
beach girl. Sarah always seemed really drunk and especially slutty. She kind
of grossed me out a little but all the guys seemed to like her.

Well, the weekend went by with reckless abandon and on Monday everyone was
gone except my cousin Jason, two of Jason's sisters and myself.

It was really quiet. Jason and I were the only two guys there and I suddenly
became his little protege. We hung out all the time. He showed me different
swimming techniques, took me out on the little skiff the family had at the
beach and showed me all the "hotspots" in the dunes where everyone was
getting it on over the previous weekend. He told me stories about who got
laid and who got blown at different spots in the dunes. It was a weird but
titillating tour. I was in awe that so much sex had actually happened. I
thought maybe mostly kissing went on, but Jason was very clear that there
was a lot of hanky panky. I told him I couldn't wait for my turn in the
dunes.

"Don't worry, you'll get your chance", he said with a wink.

It was Tuesday night at the beach house and a little impromptu party
happened. Jason's slutty chick Sarah showed up and was joined by another
local guy, Dave and his girlfriend Jo.

The drinking began and a joint was passed around. I was flying. As time went
by, Jason's sisters went to bed, Dave and Jo started getting really smoochy
and Jason suggested a walk down to the dunes. I figured that I was going to
be left behind, but Jason told me to tag along.

As we were walking down to the beach, Jason and I got separated from the
group and he whispered in my ear, "Hey Josh, you want to get blown tonight?"
I was totally shocked but instantly said, "Yeah! But how?"

"Sarah is a slut. She'll do anything. Look. We'll just go behind the dunes
light a fire and hang out. Just follow my lead, when I whip my dick out, you
do the same and I bet any money she blows us both!"

Well, I was shocked and really nervous, but of course I agreed. What was I
going to say, I didn't want to get my dick sucked? That wouldn't be macho
and besides I really wanted to know what a blowjob felt like.

Sure enough, Dave and Jo went their own way and Jason, Sarah and I were soon
sitting around a fire in a secluded spot in the dunes.

I sat there awkwardly, the proverbial third wheel, as Jason started making
out with Sarah. He kept on putting her hand on his bulging crotch and she
kept pulling it away. He got up on his knees and said, "Come on Sarah, I
know you want this". He cupped his bulge with his hands. I noticed that
Jason had one hell of a bulge going on.

Sarah looked shyly at me and said not in front of "him". He laughed and
said, "Shit, Josh won't mind. He wants to get blown too." With that Jason
unzipped his pants and released a cock that I couldn't believe. I had seen
dicks before, in the locker room etc., but never hard and never in a
sexually charged situation like this. I couldn't take my eyes off his dick.
It must've been around ten inches long with a huge mushroom head.

I was suddenly rock hard. Jason gave me a little wink, wagged his dick at
Sarah and said, "Come on, you know you want it." He turned to me and told me
to whip mine out.

Without much protest, Sarah started to go down on Jason and I awkwardly
waddled over on my knees through the sand and took my dick out. I have a
pretty nice piece of meat myself, six inches with a really nice cut mushroom
head, but standing next to Jason, my dick looked like a finger.

I was rock hard and mesmerized by Sarah trying to cope with Jason's huge
anaconda in her mouth. I couldn't take my eyes off of her working his tool.
Watching her work her mouth over the head and bulging veins on the shaft was
so hot.

She kept sucking and slurping on Jason while I just knelt there like a dork.
Jason pulled his dick out of her mouth and told her to take care of me now.
Without hesitation, Sarah started to suck me, seemingly relieved  that she
had a smaller dick in her mouth.

It felt so good! I was getting blown! It was the greatest night in my life!

Jason scooted to the side a bit and watched his young cousin receive the
benefits of his twisted mind with pleasure. Out of the corner of my eye, I
saw that he was smiling as he started pulling on his huge pud.

I looked down at Sarah inhaling my cock but I couldn't help myself. I turned
my head and looked over at Jason. My eyes locked on his dick. I couldn't
believe how huge it was: so thick and veiny with a GINORMOUS head. I
wondered what it would be like to try and get that thing in my mouth.

What?? Where'd that come from? My eyes moved up Jason's body to his face and
he was staring right at me with a strange smile.

Oh shit! Jason caught me looking at his dick!

I was totally weirded out by what just happened.  I pulled out of Sarah's
mouth and said "Jason's turn".

Sarah went back down on Jason and again, I couldn't take my eyes off the
sight of her sucking Jason's cock. I was transfixed like before, but now, I
was fantasizing about having that huge mushroom head in my mouth. I couldn't
take it. I put my rock hard cock back in my pants and told Jason I'd see him
back at he house.

Jason gave me a bewildered look and shrugged, "Okay, see ya." Sarah didn't
stop sucking and I just left.

I hurried back to the beach house with an incredible hard on trying to catch
my breath and coping with what I just experienced.

The thought of me sucking a dick had never crossed my mind before. That's
not cool: only fags suck dick.

Besides, I always liked girls and had had a few prepubescent girlfriends. I
want to get laid and suck titties, just like all the guys!!

Then again, I did sneak peeks at the guys in the shower, but that was just
comparing the equipment.

I would look at the fleshy cocks that hung in the locker room at school all
the time, but I never wondered what it would be like to suck one. I just
noticed who had big ones that hung from their bodies like bananas: the ones
with big heads and the ones with foreskin.

Well, maybe I had thought of it a few times.

Okay, I jerked off thinking about it. Oh shit! I'm gay. Okay, not gay, just
curious. I must be bi. That's it. Oh shit. I want his cock in my mouth.

Talking myself through the whole ordeal with my self-denial stripped away, I
realized that I had to get back to the house and jerk off as soon and as
quietly as possible.

The boy's room was pitch dark as I quietly slipped under the covers with a
wad of toilet paper to clean up my splooge. I began jerking off, quiet as a
little mouse, squeaking away at my dick. I thought about having Jason's huge
dick in my face and what I'd do to it. How I'd approach it. How I'd lick it,
how I'd shove as much of it in my throat as I could. I blew a huge load into
my toilet paper and tried to put the thought of Jason's dick out of my mind.

Jason stumbled into the dark room around an hour later and it was obvious he
was pretty fucked up. He reached his bed and plopped down on it with his
legs hanging off on the floor.

He whispered, pretty loudly though, across the room. "Josh! Josh! You up?"

"Yeah"

"Where'd you go man?"

"I don't know, man, I got nervous. It just wasn't my scene."

"Oh yeah? Well, it looked like it was."

I tensed up, "What do you mean?"

He drunkenly ignored the question and told me to come over and help get his
shoes off and put him to bed. He was too fucked up.

I walked over to the bed in my recently replaced white briefs. I begged
myself not to get hard, but I could feel myself start towards half-mast.

Jason looked over at me. "Who takes better care of you than your cousin
Jason?" he slurred. I shrugged and he said "well, come on and help me out
here."

He lifted his legs one at a time as I removed his sneakers and socks. I
started to push his legs on the bed but he stopped me. "Uh, uh. Pants too.
Come on, take my pants off."

I hesitated but he was so out of it. I knew he needed help.

As I reached up to his belt buckle I saw "The Bulge". Not as big as it was
before but definitely still there. Jason just laid on the bed with his eyes
closed in oblivion. He made a light moan.

My breathing started getting shallow and I could feel my heart quicken.
Blood rushed to my dick. Oh shit. I was getting hard.

I tentatively unbuttoned the top button on his jeans and he let out of sigh
of relief. I slowly unzipped him and my hand went over the bulge.

I started to pull off his jeans and he helped a little by lifting his ass.
Now he was lying back on the bed, seemingly unconscious, in his shirt and
underwear. The bulge was prominently displayed to my dismay.

I lifted his legs, one under each arm and started to swing him on to the
bed, my eyes locked on the bulge.

All of a sudden he opened his eyes and looked right at me with a smile. "You
like the look of that dick, don't you?" He didn't seem that drunk anymore.

I threw his legs on the bed and moved away a few feet, trying to cover my
hard on with my hand. "No I don't."

He started to rub his bulge "Oh yeah? Well you couldn't take your eyes off
it before."

I just stood there frozen, hiding my hard on.

He smiled at me again rubbing his bulge. "You ever see one like this
before?"

He flopped his now half-mast dick out of his briefs and wiggled it around
like a sausage. God, it looked hot.

"So what do you think?" he said.

"It's big."

It was getting bigger. "Why don't you come over here and give it a kiss?"

I was freaking out. I wanted to so bad, but what would happen if I did?
Jason would know I liked to suck cock. How would that affect me? Would he
tell anyone?

"I don't know man, I don't think so", I stammered.

He got a little aggressive. "That's bullshit Josh. If you didn't think so
you would've ran right into bed the second my pants were off..."

He was right.

"...and you wouldn't be standing there staring at my dick with a hard on."

He was right again.

His wiggled his huge rod again and gave me a wink, "Come on, I won't tell
anyone."

As if he said the magic words, I walked over to him like I was in a trance
and got on my knees by the side of the bed.

"Oh yeah, come on," he said and squeezed the head of his dick towards my
face.

His cock looked so big and delicious.

He shoved it closer to my face. He said, "Come on Josh, I know you want
this," repeating the same coax he used with Sarah.

He moved his hands away as I put my hand out and grabbed his cock by the
root. He moaned. "That's it," he said.

I couldn't believe the heft of it. I squeezed it. It was so thick and long.
When I squeezed it I could see the head blow up. I swear, it was the size of
a plum.

"Come on, suck it," he coaxed.

I moved my mouth over to the head and put my lips on it, copying what I saw
from Sarah earlier, tried to put as much of it in my mouth as I could.  I
opened wide but I could only get his head and a couple of inches of shaft in
my mouth. Nevertheless, I started to suck as best I could.

"Oh man," Jason groaned. "Lick it like a popsicle, man."

I started to lick up and down the shaft of it. Jason groaned.

I couldn't believe what I was doing. I was blowing Jason. It was fucked up,
for sure, but all I knew was, that I wanted to do it. I wanted to suck his
cock all night.

Holding his cock with one hand, I started to work my way up and down his
shaft and when I would get to the top I'd try to put as much of his cock in
my mouth as I could. He really liked that.

"Oh yeah, use your hand man along with your mouth."

I started to pick up a nice rhythm on his dick, jerking and blowing at the
same time.

He rubbed the back of my head, "Oh yeah, cuz, keep going baby."

To say I was strangely encouraged by this gesture would be an
understatement. I was turned on even more and left out a small moan of
appreciation as I slobbered loudly all over his magnificent meat.

He kept rubbing my head and the faster he started breathing the faster I
worked on his cock.

I knew what was coming. His hand held my mouth on his dick firmly as his
body convulsed and he came in my mouth. I remember moaning more than he did
as I received my first taste of sperm. It wasn't much. He just came less
than three hours ago. But I savored it and kept my mouth on his dick,
sucking every last drop. I loved the flavor. It was gross, but hot at the
same time.

Jason rubbed my head appreciating my effort, "you like that, huh?"

I was suddenly self-conscious and pulled off his cock. I tried to look
dignified as I licked a drip of spit and sperm from my lower lip.

I came out with a very convincing, "Not really."

He raised his eyebrow and said, "Oh yeah?"

He grabbed his deflating but still formidable dick in one hand and the back
of my head with the other. I instinctively opened my mouth as he pulled me
towards his crotch, but instead of putting his cock in my mouth, he teased
me, slapping me in the face with it, talking to me like a dog, "Come on, you
can do it, get it in your mouth. That's it."

He stopped moving his cock and my shoved it back in my open mouth. He
grabbed my chin and aggressively told me to look at him as I tried to work
the head into my mouth.

With my mouth full of his cock, I locked eyes with him. Coldly he asked,
"You like that, bitch?"

I could only moan in the affirmative and shake my head.

"Well, you're a good cocksucker. Better than Sarah."

I moaned in appreciation. His cock was getting hard in my mouth again.

"Bet you'd like to suck my cock as much as you could, huh?"

I moaned "yes" again.

"Sounds good to me, man," He pulled his dick out of my mouth and slapped my
face with it. "Go to bed. You can get more of this tomorrow."

Without saying a word, I pulled off his magnificent dick and walked back
across the room to my bed.

He was right. I did want to suck his cock as much as I could. As I walked
across the room, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed at having my
suck toy taken away from me.

I got into bed and pondered what happened on this day. A few hours ago, I
was a normal pubescent fourteen year old, hoping to get his dick wet. Now, I
was a cocksucker and I loved it.