Date: Fri, 18 Jul 2003 15:21:00 -0700 (PDT)
From: chip ster <chipster071053@yahoo.com>
Subject: Me My Cousin & My Wife

Me, My Cousin & My Wife
By Chipster071053


This story is based on true events in the life of a reader who has shared
those details with me so that I could pass them on to you. If sex between
young boys is not legal where you live, or if having such material is not
allowed, then please move on. Otherwise, enjoy!

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Don't ask me how it started, I don't know. All I can tell you is that I've
had sex with Andy for almost as long as I've known him, and since he's my
second cousin, I've known him all his life.

My name is Frank. Now, I'm in my mid 20's and married to a wonderful girl
named Charlotte. She has an open mind about sex, and in fact, we've shared
a few partners and in the three or four years we've been married, we've
both had boyfriends and girlfriends and Andy's been one for both of us.

Let me tell you about Andy. He eventually grew into a really good-looking
teenager, about 5'7", and he always had wild blond hair, kind of like a
carrot top. When we first started fooling around, his uncut cock was about
4" long when it was hard, but by the time he got into high school, it had
grown to a rigid 7". As for me, I'm a lot shorter. I stopped growing at
about 5'2", and I'm thin as a rail with longish dark brown hair. I'm about
as well endowed as Andy, too. Lots of people think I still look like a
12-year-old, too. It's not uncommon for people to think that Charlotte is
my older sister rather than my wife.

The first time I remember doing anything with Andy was when I was 13 and he
was 11. My parents owned a restaurant and we had a large apartment on the
second floor of the building. Since his mom and my mom were cousins, she'd
sometime come to help at the restaurant, and Andy would come and stay with
me upstairs.

Now my room was huge. In fact, it was more like a suite, because it had
three rooms including a bathroom with a walk-in shower and a Jacuzzi. The
place used to be several apartments and when my parents bought the
building, they converted it into one big one.

Andy and I were in my room reading some old magazines when he found one of
my old Penthouse magazines lying at the bottom of the box. I didn't notice
that he had it at first, but after a few minutes; he leaned over to me and
pointed to one of the pictures, which showed some guy going at it with a
girl doggy-style.

"You ever done anything like this?" Andy asked.

"Yep," I lied. "One of the girls from downstairs let me fuck her once."

"Wow!" said Andy. "What did it feel like?"

"Great," I replied. "I shot a ton of cum into her and she loved it."

"What's cum?" he asked.

"That's the stuff that shoots out of your cock when you have sex," I
said. "Here, let me show you."

I reached into the box and pulled out a hard-core sex magazine I'd found
downstairs in an employee locker. I flipped it to a page I'd stared at many
times before that showed a nude guy with a huge cock shooting a thick
string of jism onto the stomach of a well-endowed naked girl.

"That's cum," I said, looking at Andy.

"How do you do that?" he asked.

"When you fuck a girl, you start feeling all tingly and the stuff just
shoots out of your cock into her pussy," I said, starting to get
frustrated.

"Why's that guy putting it on her belly, then?" he asked.

"That's just for the picture," I answered.

Andy flipped back a couple of pages and saw the same two people, her mouth
around his cock.

"That looks gross," Andy said.

"Yeah, but it feels really good," I said. "Getting a blow job is an
incredible feeling," lying about it, because I'd never had one before, but
I knew it had to be good.

"Well, shit, I don't know any girls who would do that to me or let me fuck
them. You're so lucky," said Andy.

"Haven't you ever jacked off?" I asked.

"What's that?"

"That's when you start rubbing your cock until it gets hard and then you
make yourself cum," I explained.

"You mean you don't need the girl to get you to cum?" he asked, puzzled.

"Naw, whenever my cock gets really hard, like in the morning, I just jack
myself off. It feels great, too," I told my cousin.

"Show me how to do it, will you?" he asked.

"Only if you promise not to tell anyone," I said.

"Sure," said Andy.

"OK, take off your clothes while I lock the door and I'll take mine off,
too," I told him as I got off of the bed and walked across the room.

When I got to the bed, I kicked off my shoes, dropped my pants and pulled
off my underwear. The only thing I had on were my socks. That's all Andy
had on, too. His little cock was sticking straight up from his hairless
crotch, stiff as a board.

"What do I do now?" he asked as I layed down next to him.

"Grab your cock and start stroking it," I instructed.

He started rubbing his cock around with the palm of his hand, rolling it
around on his belly. I looked at him disapprovingly and reached over to
grab his cock.

"No, Andy, like THIS!" I said as I started pumping his shaft with my
hand. I didn't even realize that I had taken hold of him. As I manipulated
him, I felt a shudder run through his body. His butt instinctively lifted
off the bed and I realized that it hadn't taken much to give him a dry
climax. I hadn't thought that he might not be able to shoot yet.

"WOW," exclaimed Andy, trying to get his breath. "That was NEAT! But why
didn't I shoot out the white stuff?"

"You're not old enough yet, I guess. Once you get some hair around your
balls like I have, you'll probably be able to shoot," I told him.

"Let's see what it looks like," he said, his eyes riveted to my hard
shaft. "Go ahead, do it."

I pumped on my cock for a couple of minutes until I felt that tingling
feeling, then shot three or four thick strings of cum out onto my
chest. Again without thinking, I ran my finger through one of the puddles
and put it in my mouth.

"Eewww! Gross!" exclaimed Andy.

"No, it's not really bad," I said. 'Try it." And Andy tentatively took a
fingertip full and put it to his lips.

"Yuck! It's salty!" he said.

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it. I'll bet when you start shooting,
yours will be really sweet," I told him.

"We'll see."

We layed there for a few minutes, then went to the bathroom and took a
quick shower. After we got dressed, I put the magazines away and we played
some board game until it was time for Andy to go home.

We got together every couple of weeks, either in my room or at my
grandparents' pool house, and fooled around. This went on for a couple of
years, getting more interesting when Andy started shooting when he came.

When he was 13 and I was 15, we started to suck on each other. Again, I
don't really remember how it happened, but I think he dared me to lick the
cum from his cock and I did. I kind of remember licking on the shaft and
suddenly sucking it into my mouth. I'm not even sure why I did it, but I
remember it caught Andy by surprise, too, and he came in my mouth. I sucked
it all down, then told Andy he was going to have to suck on me, too.

We spent that afternoon giving each other blowjobs until we couldn't cum
anymore. And we figured out how to get together once or twice a week,
sometimes for quick jack offs and blow jobs (once in the restaurant rest
room) and often for long afternoons or evenings together when we made love
to each other's bodies.

Our relationship went on for several years. When I was at college, Andy
would meet me on the weekends when I came home and a couple of times he
talked his parents into letting him spend the weekend with me in the dorm,
and later in my apartment. We continued to get bolder in our explorations
and while we were together for a weekend at the college, I let Andy fuck me
for the first time. It wasn't my first time. I'd already experienced the
joys of anal sex with several guys I'd met at the school and learned to
take it up the ass with great pleasure. But Andy had stayed away from other
partners and his only experiences were with me.

That weekend, I was the one who suggested he fuck me.

"Does it mean you get to fuck me, too?" asked Andy.

"No strings attached. You don't have to do it until you're ready to do it,
but I'll tell you it's one of the most enjoyable things I've ever done," I
told him.

"You mean you're doing it with other guys?" he said, a look of shock on his
face.

"Well sure, aren't you?"

"NO! I don't want anyone else to know I'm going it with you and I certainly
don't want anyone at school to think I'm a queer!"

"Well you are, aren't you?"

"Yes, b-b-b-ut only with you!" Andy stuttered.

"That's your choice, but I'm making other friends, and I wish you would,
too," I told him.

"Well, if that's the way you feel about me, then FUCK YOU!" he said
angrily.

"I wish you would," I said with a straight face and a calm voice, then I
turned around and offered him my ass.

He paused. He looked. Then his hand touched my buttocks. "You mean it?"

"Sure. It's all yours," I said, smiling back over my shoulder at him. I
reached over and handed him a jar of Vaseline that was on the bedside
table.

"How do I do this?"

"You stick your cock in me and fuck, stupid!" I said.

"No, I mean with this stuff. Where do I put it?"

"Well, get some on your finger and run it around my ass crack, then slowly
work your finger inside me. When it starts to feel a little loose, put a
second finger in, then maybe a third if it still feels a little tight. Get
me all slick, then get some more and cover your cock with it. Line it up
with my hole, then you'll figure out what to do from there," I told Andy.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

"Not much any more. The first couple of times it was pretty uncomfortable,
but I got used to it and the more I've been fucked the easier it gets to
take a cock. Like I said, Andy, if you'd give it a try, I think you'd like
it," I said, watching his cock start to drip pre-cum. "Now just do it...I
really want your cock inside me, lover boy!"

And he did it. I felt his body shiver as he pressed the head of his cock
against my hole and slowly slid it into me. I could feel him throbbing
inside me, and a couple of times I thought he was going to cum before he
got it all the way in. But he didn't, and finally I felt his balls brushing
up against mine when he was all the way in.

"God, this is incredible! You feel so hot around my cock!" he said.

"Push it in and out of me. Fuck me, buddy."

He really didn't need to be told. I felt him start to slide in and out and
in just a few seconds, he was ramming away at my ass. It only took a minute
or two before he blasted a load into me and he collapsed onto my back. I
dropped down onto the bed to get more comfortable and to support his weight
on top of me.

"Wow!" he panted. "We gotta do that again!"

"Whenever you're ready, I'm ready. In the mean time, how about giving me
some help here! I'm rock hard and I don't have an ass to put mine into like
you do!" I said with a chuckle, rolling him off of me and turning onto my
back, the cock between my legs standing straight up.

He reached his hand over and took my cock, stroking it and coaxing my love
juices to flow just like he had for the last several years. I was
disappointed that he wasn't going to reciprocate, but I wasn't going to
push him, either.

Over the course of that weekend, he fucked me seven times. In return, I got
jacked and blown an almost equal number of times, enough to get me
satisfied for the time being.

Eventually, when Andy went off to college, and I had graduated, he asked if
I would take his virgin ass.

"Why?" I asked him. "We've been together now almost eight years and you've
never wanted me to fuck you before."

"Well, there's a guy in the dorm I've been messing around with and he wants
to fuck me, and I think I want him to, but I think you deserve first crack
at my crack, don't you?" he said, looking at me with a sheepish grin.

"After all," he added, "you've had other lovers since we've been
together. Don't you think it's time I did, too?"

I looked at him for a minute or so. I could feel tension in the air and
apprehension on his part for the confession he'd just offered, but I
finally smiled at him, and gave him a kiss. "Sure, I'm glad you offered it
to me first. Come on, let's make sure you're a virgin no more!"

We went to my grandparents' pool house and before the front door was
closed, Andy was stripping off his clothes. He climbed up on my bed and
offered me his ass. I rolled on a condom and found the bottle of lube we'd
been keeping next to the bed and got him ready. Nothing special, neither of
us said anything to each other, I just pushed myself into him and started
fucking him. We fucked for almost an hour before I finally emptied my load
into him, then rolled over so he could do the same with me. We spent the
rest of the afternoon and most of the evening just fucking.

Andy went back to school and spent a lot of time with his newfound friend,
eventually becoming his roommate. They both enjoyed sex and each other's
company frequently over the next couple of years until the other guy
transferred to a different school and their relationship ended.

Andy and I also kept seeing each other as often as we could. I found a
wonderful girl and we got involved with each other hot and heavy,
too. Charlotte has a real love of sex and we decided early in our
relationship that we would keep it open. She had multiple partners, both
male and female, and she knew about mine, including Andy. Sometimes we even
shared partners, and even after we got married, we would swap around, but
up to that point, never with Andy.

Finally one night while the three of us were sitting together, somehow the
conversation turned to sex and my wife asked if men gave better blowjobs
than women. Andy, who had never had sex with a woman before, said he'd sure
like to find out sometime and Charlotte looked at him and said, "Why not
right now?"

Next thing I know, we're all three naked and Andy is laying on the bed, his
head and shoulders propped up on pillows while Charlotte and I are
alternately sucking him off. Andy's really excited, moaning and his cock is
just liberally draining out pre-cum, which both Charlotte and I enjoyed
lapping up. Finally he shot his load into Charlotte's mouth and I asked
which was better.

"It's hard to say. You got me really close, but Charlotte took me over the
top," he told us in a very diplomatic manner. "Now it's your turn to
decide."

Charlotte thought that was a wonderful idea, too, helped me get arranged on
the bed where Andy had been. They both started sucking on me and I watched
as Charlotte took Andy's hand and placed it on her pussy as they sucked on
me. He started fingering her when he wasn't sucking on me. I held out for a
while so we could all enjoy it, Andy's half-limp cock starting to stiffen
again as the time dragged out. Finally it was Andy who coaxed the load out
of me and I filled his mouth. Charlotte planted her lips on his and they
swapped my semen as they kissed.

Finally, Charlotte pointed out that we had a virgin boy, so to speak, and
asked Andy if he wanted to fuck her. He looked over at me and I nodded my
approval, then he crawled on top of Charlotte, who has layed back on the
bed, and he slid himself into her for his first boy-girl sex.

Watching the two of them really turned me on. Watching Andy's naked ass
bouncing up and down as he fucked Charlotte gave me a wicked idea, and in
no time, my cock was inside Andy. The three of us were locked together in
lustful sex, pounding away at each other. Every shove I made pushed him
into Charlotte and when he pulled back he'd grind into my crotch and try to
get me in deeper. Finally Andy tensed and started filling Charlotte. I felt
him grip my cock with his ass muscles and I couldn't hold out any
longer. Charlotte came to, excited from the whole experience.

We spent the rest of that evening exploring different combinations of
cocks, mouths, assholes and cunt. I know I came at least three times, Andy
four and I lost count of Charlotte's climaxes. When Andy finally left early
the next morning, we were all satisfied, but knew we wanted to do it again.

We never had the chance. Andy had an undetected heart condition and two
days later he had a heart attack while he sat on his parents' porch, eating
pizza and drinking a Fresca. I was in total shock through the whole
visitation and funeral. His parents never knew we'd been lovers and it was
hard to hold back my emotions as I watched them lower his coffin into the
ground.

Andy is a very fond memory from my past and I'll cherish the times I had of
making love with my cousin, and the one time of sharing him with my
wife. We both miss him terribly.


The author is available at chipster071053@yahoo.com for your comments.

Other stories at the Nifty Archives by this author:
"Camp Clover For Boys" - Bisexual/Adult-Youth
"Weekend In Houston" - Bisexual/College
"A Porn Boy's Story" - Bisexual/Encounters
"In The Dog House" - Gay/Incest
"My Lover's Son" - Gay/Adult-Youth
"The Heath Files" - Gay/Adult-Youth
"Michael's Surprise" - Bisexual/High School (co-authored)

As editor:
"My Journey" - Gay/Camping
"Swimmer-Coach" - Gay/High School
"Gentle Seduction" - Gay/Adult-Youth