Date: Sun, 13 Nov 2005 20:37:53 -0500
From: alessandro <grossoitaliano@gmail.com>
Subject: mr a and his boys: winter break

So finally, here's a new episode. This is a VERY long episode. I didn't
intend to make it this long, but I just kept writing. I make no promises
about the relationship between the quantity and the quality. I hope it gets
you off, and that's all I can say. This story fulfills a promise to someone
that I made about a year ago. He asked for a cameo, and here it is.  I'm
not even sure that he still reads the series, but if he does, I hope that
he enjoys his story (and that he lets me know). Be forewarned: There is
incest in this story (cousins and brothers). If that's a problem, you might
want to skip the sex part.

As always, I apologize for the delay, but life and work sometimes get in
the way of other things. If I could find a way to make money off of these,
I'd be set!

If you read the "Lunch Stop" chapter, I'm still looking for feedback on
where people would like the storyline with the anonymous teenager to go.

As usual, please let me know what you think. Feedback is always welcome
(and necessary to keep it good!). I fear that after my long hiatus interest
in the story has waned almost entirely. Ouch! See the note at the end for
contact information. Please note that my e-mail has changed!

Don't forget to read my non-Mr. A story entitled "Italian Soccer Coach" in
the adult- youth section. I have also published another non-Mr. A story in
the highschool section entitled "Soccer Jocks Alex and Austin".

Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction; any resemblance to
real persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. If you're not old
enough to read this, go away. This story is fantasy. It didn't happen. It
never will happen. Don't do it. This story contains depictions of sex
between adult and teenage males. All roles in the movie of my life,
however, are played by people aged 18 and over (and you should be 18 if
you're reading this!). If you are not interested in reading about this (or
other male-on-male sex), please leave now. This story is mine; don't steal
it or post elsewhere without my permission.  (That means it's copyrighted
by me, in case you were confused.)

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The next few weeks passed normally, school, soccer practice, soccer games,
all went on with me making good on my promise not to engage in any kind of
activity with any of the boys in my school. Every time that I saw Colin or
Paden, though, I would feel an urge to do something, to set up something,
but I knew that it was too dangerous. After my procession through the
locker-room, in which my endowment was on swinging display for the whole
team, I noticed a few of the guys becoming more interested in me, coming up
to me more often in the locker-room after practice or a game, coming to my
office in the locker-room where they knew I changed before and after
practice. Miles, Travis' older brother, and the guy Troy believed had
caught us in the locker-room, seemed to be around a lot more often than
before, as did Peter and a couple of the other Varsity guys.

The end of the first semester and beginning of Winter Break was rapidly
approaching.  The Thanksgiving Holiday was behind us, and exams were just a
week away. I had managed to go several weeks without any contact with my
boys, and I was feeling it.  Aaron had been coming over every Saturday
since our first encounter; each time one of us provided a different girl
(never a student, thankfully) to double-team. Each week, Aaron also got a
little bolder, sometimes taking my cock into his mouth without any
encouragement from me, until finally, the Saturday before exams, I had both
him and the girl of the week on their knees in front of me, dual-servicing
my cock and balls until I exploded all over both of their faces. Every time
I emptied my wad into one of the girls, Aaron would immediately get between
her legs and eat out her pussy, tasting my cum in her and lapping up my
seed. I had often thought about plowing his ass while he ate out the pussy
of our fuck du jour, but he wasn't ready yet. Although he had definitely
found his place as a cum-eater, he was still adverse to the idea of being
fucked. So I contented myself with fucking his face and watching him get
off on seeing my cock destroy some girl's pussy.

So I remained sexually active, but there was still the smoldering desire to
get with Colin or any of the other boys. During the last week of normal
practice, right before exams, I repeated my locker-room performance of
several weeks before. After practice, I stripped down in the office, right
in front of Aaron, who no longer had any reservations about showing his
admiration for my body, and headed out into the locker-room with a towel
draped over my shoulder.

I walked through the JV side of the locker-room, first, with my cock
swaying and balls bouncing against my thighs. Colin, Lyle, and Travis at
first stared openly at me, but then each looked away in turn when I caught
his eye. Todd simply nodded as I passed; several other JV players looked
surprised and turned away, casting glances back over their shoulders.
Still, though, Mitchell and Chaz seemed unfazed, not even bothering a
glance in my direction.

Most of the Varsity guys were in the showers, so when I passed through
their side of the locker-room, there wasn't much of an audience. The blond
freshman Varsity player, Danny, looked at me wide-eyed when I passed by,
swallowed hard, and pulled on his shorts quickly over his boxers. He was
noticeably younger than the other Varsity players, and I got the impression
that he was a little embarrassed about being in the showers with them.

I entered the shower room and again found a spot near Paden. The reaction
from the guys was more muted this time. Evan and Marcus were the only two
JV players in the shower room; the rest were Varsity. The heat and steam
caused my sac to loosen, and my cock to hang even more than normal. A quick
glance around the showers showed that I wasn't the only one experiencing
that. Peter's very large balls once again hung half-way down his thighs;
Paden seemed even bigger than before. Most others were facing the wall, so
I couldn't get a good look at them, but then there was Miles.

I had never seen Miles naked before, but as I turned around and put my head
under the water cascading from the showerhead, there he was directly across
from me. He was tall and muscular, and a light dusting of blond hair
covered his chest, legs, and arms. And his cock, like his brother's, was
perfect. It didn't seem overly large, but rather was in proportion to the
rest of his body. He had trimmed pubes, which made his dick look even
larger as it hung down over his teenage balls. He was hot, and while I
watched him soaping up his crotch, my cock responded by lengthening
slightly as blood flowed into my tube. Miles grinned when my eyes met his
eyes, and I grinned back. He turned around, showing me his round, muscular
ass. I felt my cock harden a little more. It had been a long time since I
had been in contact with one of my boys, and I was suddenly hit with an
overwhelming urge to plow my way through a tight teenage hole or fuck a hot
teenjock face.

I turned around quickly to face the wall, before it became too obvious that
my growing cock wasn't simply the result of heat and slight stimulation
from washing my crotch. I willed my cock down, avoiding the catastrophe
that no doubt would have followed had I thrown a full bone in the shower
surrounded by teenage boys. I finished showering and again entered the
locker-room, this time with my towel wrapped around my thin waist and my
six-pack abs and broad, smooth chest still visible to any curious eyes.

Back in the office, I dropped my towel. Aaron watched as I pulled on my
boxerbriefs and then my khakis. "Nice show, again," Aaron congratulated me.

I grinned. "I like showing off what I got."

"So we up for this weekend?" Aaron asked.

"Nah, not this weekend," I said. "I have a lot of stuff to do to get ready
for exams next week, so I don't think that I'll have time."

"Damn," Aaron said. "I was gonna bring over this new girl I met. She's
kinda small; she can barely handle me, so I was really looking forward to
her trying to take you."

Aaron had proven over the last several weeks that he was fascinated by the
size of my cock, and he enjoyed choosing girls for us to double-team who
had never had a really big cock before, or who were rather petite. He loved
watching them spread wide open on my fat dick. More than once he had told
me later that the next time he fucked one of the girls he brought, it just
didn't feel the same. "You really wrecked her cunt," he had said. This, of
course, only fed my ego, and made me look forward to our weekly tag team
sessions.  This weekend, however, there would be no such fun going on.

"Sorry, man," I said. "It'll have to wait until I get back after New
Year's."

"What? Where you going?" Aaron asked.

"Well, after exams, I'm turning in my grades and heading out to Colorado
with my family. We meet in Aspen every year for the Christmas holidays. We
rent out several cabins there; the whole family comes," I explained.

"So you won't be here for the winter practices?" he asked.

"Nope," I said. "I'm leaving the Saturday after exams and not getting back
until right before classes start again in January."

"Oh. That sounds like fun," he said. "You guys must be pretty well off,
going to Aspen every year for two weeks."

I chuckled. "Yeah, I guess my family does okay."

"That's cool," he said.

I finished getting dressed and told Aaron "bye" before I headed out of the
locker-room. I was on my way to meet some friends.

The next week, there were two days of regular class and then three
half-days with exams.  Exam week always seemed to pass quickly because of
the half-days, and before I knew it, it was Friday afternoon. Most teachers
took off early that Friday, because they remained in town and could finish
up their grading on the teacher workday right before classes began in
January. I always took that day off for travel time, so it was necessary
for me to get all of my grades done before leaving on Friday.

I headed down to the Media Center to make copies of my grade report sheets
before dropping them off in the Main Office. My steps echoed in the empty
halls as I walked, and I was struck by how calm and quiet it was at the end
of the semester. There were no students around, and as far as I could tell,
nearly all the other teachers were gone. I made my copies in the Media
Center and then dropped by the Main Office, where I ran into Ron. I hadn't
really had any one-on-one time with him since he had given in to sucking my
dick much earlier in the year, and when we had seen each other, it was
obviously something we didn't talk about. I was a little curious, though,
what the status of the Club was, as I hadn't heard anything from anyone
about it all year.

"Hey Alex," Ron greeted me. He was in the midst of talking to the
principal's secretary when I came into the office.

"Hey Ron," I answered. "Just here to turn in my grades."

"Wow," he said. "You're really ahead of the game. Most people don't get
them in until January!"

"Yeah, I know," I said, handing my grade sheets over to the secretary. "The
thing is, I always leave town for the Break and don't get back until right
before classes start. I don't have time to put it off."

"Where do you go?"

I repeated the explanation of my annual family trip to Ron.

"Aspen? Wow!" he said. "I love skiing, but I've never been to Aspen."

"It's cool. We've been doing it forever, since I was a kid." We continued
talking as he followed me out the door.

"So how's the year been going?' he asked me when we were on the stairs
going up to my room.

"Pretty good," I responded. "How about yours?"

"Not bad," he said. "How are your...you know?"

I chuckled. "What?" I asked, grinning at him.

He flushed and stammered, "Your...uh..."

I laughed again. "I'm just fucking with you. Things have cooled down a
bit. I had a couple of close calls, so I put a stop to it, for now,
anyway. It's hard to resist."

It was Ron's turn to laugh. "Yeah, I know what you mean. But what about
these close calls?"

We walked into my classroom, and I shut door. We sat down, and I explained
to Ron about the anonymous cocksucker in the bathroom at the restaurant as
well as my locker- room encounter with Colin and Troy.

"I'd be more worried about the bathroom guy than the locker-room thing,"
Ron said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Well, if Troy is right, and he probably is, then you don't have to worry
about Miles. For his first two years, he was a regular member at the Club
meetings. Very popular, too.  Then, he just stopped coming. He really
enjoyed it, though, or said he did, anyway, so I doubt he'd say anything if
he saw you. It also doesn't seem likely that it would have been anyone else
showing up that late out of nowhere. The other kid, though, who knows what
he's like or anything like that. He could be a problem."

"It's been awhile since it happened," I mused hopefully. "Maybe nothing
will happen. I mean, he hasn't said anything, yet, and he's had plenty of
time."

"Let's hope so," Ron said.

"So what's going on with the Club?" I asked.

"Nothing out of the ordinary," Ron grinned. "You really broke Spin,
though. He's constantly willing to help out any of the kids; he's been the
center of attention more than once. He's a bigger cocksucker than Jon!"

"Nice," I said, "that sounds like fun for the boys."

"Yep," Ron said. "It's just not the same without you, though. Everyone
still around from last year talks about you, and a lot of the new boys are
like, 'Who is this guy? Where is he? We want to meet him!'"

I laughed. "Anyone worth the effort this year?"

"A few," Ron said. "Derek is still around, and so are Kyle and Tony and his
brother.  Aaron and Reilly keep Spin in line."

"What about new guys?" I pressed.

"There are a couple of sophomores who didn't participate last year. One
named Gary, who doesn't really seem like a sophomore--he's a big guy--and
his friend Russell. A couple of guys you didn't know last year are back,
Ashton, and this junior skater guy also named Kyle. He's flaky, though. He
comes like once a year. My new favorite, though, is this sophomore named
Cameron."

"Why is that?" I asked.

"I'm not really sure," Ron said. "He has a very pretty face, though. He has
black hair and light skin. His eyes are gorgeous, and his lips are full and
pink. I don't know if I can really describe it any better than that. He has
pretty features, but he doesn't seem feminine at all."

"Sounds good," I said. "I guess things are going well, then. I might have
to make a visit."  I said this sincerely, since I was fairly certain that
Gary, Kyle, and Ashton were three guys in my 2nd period class.

"Definitely," Ron said. "I know Spin would love to see you again."

I laughed. "No doubt, but I'm sure Aaron and Reilly are doing a good job
with him."

"Oh yeah," Ron said. "They've got him under control."

Just then, there was a quick knock on the door and it opened. Colin stepped
into the room. I smiled at him.

"Hey, Colin," I said.

"Hey, Abs," he responded. "Hi, Mr. Harris."

"Hi," Ron said. "I think that I'm gonna take off. I'll let you know about
the next meeting, Alex." Ron left the room, shutting the door behind him.

"What's up, boyo?" I asked him, as he walked closer to me. I stood up,
about 3 inches taller than he was.

"It's the end of the semester," Colin said.

"Oh?" I said coyly.

"Yeah," Colin said, a little unsure of himself.

I could feel my cock begin to swell as I looked down into his hazel eyes. I
brushed some of his dark hair from his forehead.

"Listen, Colin," I said, pulling him into an embrace. He rested his head on
my chest, and I squeezed him close to me. "I still think that we should
wait."

He turned his head to look up at me. "What?" he asked, pulling away
slightly.

I met his gaze again. "It's not because I don't want to," I said, pushing
my crotch against his, so he could feel my growing cock. "Believe me, I
REALLY want to, but the thing with the locker-room and the guy at the
restaurant really freaked me out, and I don't want to lose my job or get
caught. I just feel like if we have more time, it'll be safer."

He sighed. "I know you're right," he said. "I was just really hoping for
this."

"I know," I said. "Believe me, I know. I really want it, too, but I think
we should wait."

Colin sighed again and put his head on my chest. "Yeah," he said.

I bent my head down, and he turned up to me again. I brought my lips to his
and kissed him deeply, sliding my tongue between his lips. He sucked gently
on my tongue, and then let it go. I bit his lip lightly. We both moaned,
grinding our bodies together. My cock was growing; I really wanted to do
more than kiss him. Our lips remained locked together, tongues sliding back
and forth over each other, into each other's mouth. Finally, I broke away.

"We have to wait," I said, breathing heavily.

"Yeah," he said again. "Okay. After Winter Break, then?"

"Definitely," I said. "Definitely."

Colin smiled. "Good. I'm holding you to that."

"Good," I said.

"I'm gonna go, then," Colin said.

"Okay," I said. "I'm taking off early tomorrow for Aspen to meet my
family. I'll be back like the day before school starts."

"I look forward to it," Colin said with a wink.

I chuckled and let him go. He turned away and walked out the door.

I sighed. My cock still hadn't deflated all the way, and I wanted nothing
more than to call him back and make love to him, but I knew it was better
to wait.

When I got home that afternoon, I finished packing for my trip and then
went to a friend's house for an early Christmas celebration. It had become
a tradition that I celebrated Christmas with my friends before leaving to
join my family. My flight left early the next morning, so when I got home,
I immediately went to bed.

The next morning, I woke up and dressed in my usual traveling gear. Ever
since the increased security at the airports because of September 11, I had
taken to dressing so that I could get through security as easily as
possible. That meant flip-flops for shoes, pajama pants, and a t-shirt. As
an extra bonus for my fellow travelers, I also went commando, no
boxerbriefs underneath the pajamas. Although it was warm enough for me to
travel out of Florida like that, I also brought with me a change of
clothes, so that I could put on something warmer before arriving in
Colorado.

I showered and pulled on the t-shirt and pajamas. My limp cock hung down
the left leg of my pajamas, and my large balls created a noticeable bulge
in front. Not only did this make traveling more comfortable, but it also
got me a lot of attention, which I always enjoyed.

I arrived at the airport and checked in. As I made my way through the
terminal, I noticed a lot of people watching my cock as it bounced and
swayed underneath the thin flannel of my pajama pants. All the women, and
most of the men, both gay and straight, did a double take when I walked
by. Some gazes lingered longer than others, but all turned away and blushed
when they realized I had noticed them looking.

Removing my laptop, I placed my laptop case and carry-on bag on the
conveyor and walked confidently through the metal detector, knowing that
there was nothing on my body or in my clothes that could set off the
sensors. But then, as I walked through, the machine beeped.

"What the fuck?" I thought, stepping to the side where the security
officials indicated.

One of them, a younger guy, came over to me with the wand and instructed me
to stick out my arms. The situation was completely ridiculous. My pajamas
didn't have pockets, so I couldn't put anything in them; my t-shirt was
rather tight, so anything hidden underneath would have been obvious. The
man waved the wand over my arms, chest, and back. Nothing. He brought the
wand down my right leg, and then around and up the inner part of my leg.
When he got to my crotch, the wand touched my balls, and I felt him lift my
sac with it. I looked down at him and smirked. He brought the wand to my
left leg, pressing it against the soft tube of my cock, and dragged it
down. I heard a barely audible gasp as he noticed the size of my endowment.
I looked around and noticed a few others, both passengers and other
security personnel, watching the scene. Finally, as he brought the wand
down to my left foot it went off.

"What the hell?" I said. He instructed me to lift my foot, and I did
so. Stuck in the bottom of my flip-flop were two metal thumbtacks. "Damn,
that is one sensitive machine," I said, as the security guy removed the
thumbtacks from my shoes. "Thanks," I said.

"No problem," he said, standing up. He had a noticeable tent in his pants.

I walked over to the conveyor belt and retrieved my bags and
laptop. "Thanks," I said to the woman who handed them to me. I smiled at
her. She swallowed and nodded her head; her eyes flashed quickly down to my
crotch.

I headed for my gate, my cock a little swollen, and with a little more
bounce, thanks to the attention I had just received.

I found my gate and sat down. I pulled out my iPod and began listening to
music while I waited for boarding to begin. I also checked my e-mail and
surfed the web a bit thanks to the wireless networking provided in the
airport. I looked around occasionally to see if there was anyone of
interest also waiting to fly out so early. I was pleased to notice that
there didn't seem to be many people on the flight at all. One of my
favorite games to play while I waited to board a flight was to look at the
other people on the flight and pick out whom I would most like to sit next
to for the next several hours. Of course, it rarely turned out that the hot
girl or guy that I saw was my seat partner. It was usually someone I found
less than attractive.

About 15 minutes after I took my seat, I looked up to see someone familiar
walking in my direction, someone familiar and dressed the same way I was. I
recognized the shaggy, light brown hair, the gleaming white teeth, tan
skin, and cocky walk. It was Chaz. He, too, was wearing pajamas and a
t-shirt. I saw his balls bulging and his cock flopping as he walked. I
wasn't the only one who liked to freeball at the airport, it seemed.

As he approached, he saw me, and his smile grew wider. I stood up to greet
him. "Mr.  A," he said, coming up to me and shaking my hand. "What's up?"
he said, looking me over. "I see you have the same theory I do about
traveling in comfort!"

Chuckling, I said, "Oh yeah, definitely. It makes it easy to get through
security, but I also get a lot of looks."

Chaz laughed. "Same here," he said. "I wonder why..." he trailed off, as if
he was really thinking about it.

"Yeah, I wonder, too," I said, still laughing. "But there's no better way
to travel."

"So where are you headed?" he asked.

"To Aspen for some family skiing," I said. "What about you?"

"We're going skiing, too, but not in Aspen."

"Cool," I said. "We?" He pointed over his shoulder, and I saw a blonde
woman and a girl dressed similarly to Chaz approaching. "Ah," I
said. "Mother and sister?"

Chaz nodded. "Yep."

"So I guess that means you won't be going to any of the winter practices
for soccer."

"Nah, but that's okay. I probably won't play next year, anyway."

"Why not?" I asked.

"I'm not good enough to make Varsity, and I'm not gonna be a junior on the
JV team!"

I laughed. "Okay, good point, but if you'd just work on your ball handling,
you'd have a chance." Chaz was a natural athlete, and he had amazing
stamina. He could easily play the whole game, but he wasn't the best at
dribbling and passing the ball.

"I know," he said, "but I'd rather go skiing than spend two weeks handling
balls." He grinned.

I shook my head. "Alright, alright," I said, as his mother and sister were
now nearby. His mother and sister were both rather pretty, I
noticed. Apparently good looks ran in the family.

Chaz introduced me to his mother, and she smiled with a significant glance
down my body. "Nice to meet you," she said.

"Likewise," I answered. "It looks like we're on the same flight, but my
hope of the flight being pretty empty is waning," I said, looking around
the gate. More and more people were arriving. We compared our tickets, and
I was seated nowhere near Chaz and his family, which was kind of
disappointing, as I wouldn't have minded spending some more time talking to
Chaz. Of my new students, I really wanted the most to try something with
him and with Mitchell, but neither had given any kind of response to my
locker-room exhibitionism, and I had never heard anything about either of
them participating in the kind of experimental activities that Paden and
Colin had been involved in.

Of course, I wouldn't have minded a bit of fun with his mother, either, but
she was an older woman in her mid-thirties, and there wasn't the same kind
of attraction to her that I felt to the boys. Partly, I think, it was
because getting women was easy; getting the teens was not. It was taboo, so
automatically more thrilling. If I had to choose between Chaz and his
mother, I would have chosen Chaz.

We boarded the plane, and as I expected, I was seated next to a rather
large older man. I put my headphones in and dozed for the first half of the
trip. There was one stopover on the way, during which I changed
clothes. When I returned to the gate, I ran into Chaz, still wearing his
pajamas and t-shirt.

"You changed!" he said, sounding betrayed.

"Yeah, I did," I responded. "It's cold in Colorado, man. You'll freeze your
sac off wearing that."

He laughed. "I don't plan on spending a lot of time outside right when we
get there."

I shook my head. "You'll see," I said. "You won't have to worry about any
ball handling if I'm right." We both laughed.

For the second leg of the flight, I was lucky enough not to have any seat
partners, so I was able to relax a little more than I had for the first
part. It was also nice to be alone in the seat since my new outfit of
sweater and khakis was bulkier than the t-shirt and pajamas I had worn
before.

Once we landed in Denver, I saw Chaz and his family briefly at baggage
claim, but my parents were there to pick me up, so I didn't have a chance
to say anything to Chaz. I had wanted to ask when he was flying back,
hoping that we'd be on the same flight again.

The drive from Denver to Aspen went quickly as I talked to my parents about
everything that was going on down in Florida. They kept hoping that I'd
move closer, but that didn't seem likely, at least for the time being. My
brothers and their wives and children, on the other hand, all lived near my
parents. They were already in Aspen, waiting for us. My parents also filled
me in on the various goings-on of the extended family. A couple of cousins
had run into some trouble with the law, another cousin had gotten married,
another just had a baby. This, of course, brought up the inevitable
questions of when I was going to get married and have kids. As I had always
done, I waved aside their questions, explaining that I wasn't ready to
settle down just yet.

On the drive, I also learned that my mom's sister and her youngest son were
going to be in Aspen. Because of a rather nasty disagreement with my
parents, it had been years since they had joined us for the reunion, so it
was exciting news. Apparently, they had finally worked things out with my
family. I was especially excited because of my cousin Danny.  He was 10
years younger than I was, and his brother Antonio and I had babysat for him
for several years, until I went to college. I had gotten pretty close to
him, so it was kind of a surprise when I came to Aspen during my junior
year of college to find that he and his mom weren't there. I hadn't seen
him since then, so I was looking forward to finding out what was going on
with him. He would be about 15 now.

We got to our cabin and unloaded my luggage. With the growth of the family,
the reunion had expanded from taking up one or two cabins to taking up
several. It looked like ours, the biggest, would house my family (including
brothers, wives, and children) and maybe a few other people. It would also
be the central gathering place for family functions. I went up to my usual
room and unpacked. My brothers and their families weren't around, so I
guessed they were out skiing.

About an hour later, my mom called up to me, "Alex, come on. Daniela and
Marco just pulled up." Daniela was my mom's sister, and Marco was her
husband.

I hit the bottom of the stairs just as I heard the door open and my aunt
and mom saying hello to each other. I entered the hall just as my uncle and
cousin walked in.

It had been years since I had seen Danny, and I wasn't sure what to
expect. I was a little surprised.

Although he was 15, he wasn't any taller than 5'3", and he looked to be
slight of build.  His sweater and coat looked overly large on him. I
guessed that he was maybe 110 or 120 pounds. He was completely unlike his
brother Antonio or me at that age. His hair, unsurprisingly, was dark
brown, and his eyes were the same warm gray color that I remembered. They
lit up when he saw me, and I smiled broadly. He was pretty, and no one
other word could accurately describe him. He had a beautiful mouth, with
thick, full lips, and high cheekbones.

"Alessandro," Aunt Daniela shouted. "I'm so glad that you're here. Danny
hasn't stopped asking about you since he found out that we were coming this
year."

"Aunt Daniela," I said. "I'm glad you guys could make it this year." I
walked over and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. I shook Uncle
Marco's hand. My aunt and mother had been very close before a disagreement
over how to handle my grandmother's death had divided them. I was happy to
see that things were getting back to normal.

"There's only one room left here," my mom said. Marco looked at Daniela and
then at Danny, clearly not keen on the idea of sharing a room with his son.

Before anyone could say anything else, I offered, "Danny could share my
room."

"Really?" Danny said.

"Sure, why not?" I said.

"That would be great," Daniela said. "Thank you, Alessandro."

"No problem, Aunt Daniela," I said, smiling, glad to have avoided any kind
of conflict.  Marco smiled broadly. Marco was only half-Italian, but one
wouldn't have known it to look at him. He had a swarthy appearance and
carried himself with a certain sexy swagger. A quick glance down at his
crotch showed that he fit in with the rest of the family. Danny, though,
was wearing very loose pants, so it was difficult to gauge where he fell on
the spectrum.

I helped carry their bags upstairs and showed Danny to my room.

"There's only one bed," Daniela said disappointedly when they walked in.

"That's okay, Mom," Danny said quickly. "I can sleep on the floor." He
seemed very excited at the prospect of staying in my room.

"Are you sure?" Daniela asked.

"Yes, Mom," he answered exasperatedly.

"Okay, then," she said, kissing him on the cheek and leaving the room.

I shut the door after she left and turned to Danny. "You sure you're okay
with sleeping on the floor?" I asked.

"Yep," he said, opening his suitcase and unpacking.

"So how have you been?" I asked. "It's been like 5 years since I saw you
last. You've really grown up."

"Kind of," he said. "I'm not very tall right now." He sounded kind of
disappointed.

"Don't worry about it," I said. "You still got a few years to grow."

"Yeah, I know," he said. "I mean, everyone else in the family is about the
same height.  It's just taking me longer, I guess. At least, that's what my
mom keeps telling me."

I grinned. "I'm sure she's right." Just then, we heard the door downstairs
open and the very loud sounds of my three older brothers and their families
returning from wherever they had been.

"Sounds like my brothers are back," I said. "Let's go see them."

"Okay," Danny agreed, and we walked out the door.

I said hi to my brothers and their families and we all sat around talking
about what was going on in our lives. I spent some time playing with my
nieces and nephews, wrestling around with them and teasing them. Danny got
in on the action at one point and jumped on my back. I reached around and
threw him down to the floor. I held him down and shouted for my nieces and
nephews to start tickling him. He laughed and struggled as they did
so. Danny squirmed as he was tickled, kicking his feet out. His sweater
slid up, and my cock plumped a little at the sight of his smooth, flat
stomach. I took my hands off of him immediately and sat back. Oh shit, I
thought.

"You suck," he said, catching his breath.

I laughed. "That's what you get for blind-siding me," I said.

"I'll get you back," he said. "Everyone knows how ticklish you are." He
made to lunge at me, and I instinctively put my hands out.

"Don't even try it," I said, still chuckling.

"Time for dinner," my mom said, coming into the room.

"Yay!" the kids shouted and ran out with my brothers right behind them.

Dinner was a raucous affair as usual, with the kids (including Danny and a
couple other older kids) seated separately from the adults. We ate a lot
and drank a lot of wine. I looked around the table, several other aunts and
uncles had joined us for dinner with their children. My cousin Antonio,
Danny's brother, was there, the one who had dubbed me "Grosso" even after
it had fallen out of use with my parents when I lost my baby fat. He was
the same age as I was, and we had often played around together growing up.

Looking around the table, I felt that we were a pretty attractive family,
both the guys and the girls. All the guys had inherited the stallion gene,
as far as I knew. Although Antonio was the only one I had any experience
with sexually, I had at one point or another seen just about everyone else
naked. I was fairly certain that I was one of the biggest, and positive
that I was the thickest.

At one point, towards the end of dinner, Antonio, who was now married and
had a daughter, came and sat next to me. Leaning in close, he whispered,
"How's it going, Grosso?" My dick immediately responded.

"Pretty good," I said. "You?"

"Not bad," he answered. "How's that cazzo?"

I leaned back a little and spread my legs. No doubt the wine was affecting
both of us right then. "Fat as ever," I answered.

"Nice," he said. "You know, sometimes I miss that fun we had when we were
teenagers."

"Oh yeah?" I said. "I admit that I liked it, too."

"You still into it?"

I wasn't really sure what to say. We hadn't done anything together since I
had moved away for college. Even then, the frequency with which things
happened had lessened considerably as we had both grown up and become more
interested in girls. Hell, we had seen each other at this same event for
the past several years and this had never come up before. Why now?

"I dunno," I said cautiously. "Why?"

"Like I said, I miss it."

"But you have a wife and kid now," I said quietly.

"So? That doesn't mean I can't enjoy something else occasionally."

"I guess not," I said, both uncomfortable and turned on at the same time. I
had enjoyed feeding my cock into Antonio's mouth and watching him swallow
my cum. I had even fucked him a few times. He loved playing with my cock,
too, just feeling it and touching it. He had always been fascinated by its
heft and size.

"Why now, though?" I pressed. Unlike his mom and dad, Antonio had continued
to visit despite the fight between our mothers, so I had seen him ever
year, and he had never expressed any interest in getting together again.

"I'll tell you later," he said, as his wife came over with the baby. I sat
forward and moved under the table, hiding my growing bulge.

I wasn't sure what to make of Antonio's line of questioning. It sounded
like he was obviously very interested in reliving the past, but I didn't
see how that was possible, especially since neither of us had a room to
ourselves. I decided it was best just to forget about it and turned my
attention back to the dinner conversation.

Everyone sat around for a while after dinner was over, chatting and
drinking. Finally, people started heading back to their own cabins or to
their rooms, and I followed suit.

Danny was already in the room, sitting on the bed and watching TV. He was
shirtless, but still had on his loose pants.

"Hey, Alex," he said, sitting up. "It's about time. I was about to go to
sleep on the bed and force you to sleep on the floor."

I laughed. "No chance. I'd just have picked you up and put you on the
ground." I was right in my guess about his slight weight, but he had a very
toned and muscular body, completely smooth. My cock chubbed a little as I
looked him over. After my conversation with Antonio, and the brief glimpse
I'd had of Danny earlier, I was a little horny. The wine wasn't helping.

"No way," he said. "You couldn't lift me, wimp."

I laughed. "What? All 90 pounds of you?" I teased.

"115, thank you," Danny responded, chuckling. "You don't look so big."

I pulled my shirt off and flexed. "No?" I said. Danny looked me over
carefully.

"Okay, maybe I was wrong," he said. "Wow. You have a really nice
body. Great abs."

"So I've heard," I said. "I work hard at it. You aren't too bad yourself,
for a little guy."

"I'm not that little," he said defensively.

"Calm down," I said. "I'm just teasing. Seriously, though, you've got good
definition. You must work out pretty regularly."

"Yep," he said. "Every day."

"Good boy," I said.

He smiled broadly. "Thanks."

"Well, I'm gonna change for bed," I said.

"Okay," he answered, looking back at the TV.

I unbuttoned my pants and dropped them, so that I was standing there in
just my boxerbriefs, my chubbed up cock stretching out the cotton. Danny
looked at me, and I walked to the bed, my junk swaying as I stepped. "Move
over, little man," I said, lying down next to him.

"I'm not that little," he again said defensively.

"Chill, Danny," I said. I wondered why he was getting so upset, when I was
obviously only joking around with him. Then it occurred to me that he was
pretty small for his age, at only 5'3" and just over 100 pounds. I was much
bigger than that when I was his age.  Some of the other kids probably made
fun of him. I looked over at him, and he appeared to be looking down at my
crotch. If he was proportional, then his dick probably hadn't grown much,
yet, either, which meant even more embarrassment around the other guys.
Suddenly, I felt really bad about teasing him and parading around in just
my boxerbriefs.  It had never occurred to me that it would be an issue. I
assumed every guy in the family got the stallion gene; hell, I remembered
when Danny was first born and my aunt and uncle joked about how big his
baby dick was compared to other kids. I just assumed he wouldn't have a
problem with it. "I'm sorry," I said. "I was just teasing you. You aren't
that small."

"Yeah, whatever, I know," he said. "Everyone's always just teasing. I'm
gonna change and go to bed." He had already put down sheets and a blanket
on the floor.

I sighed, feeling even worse. He got out of bed, grabbed a bathrobe, and
headed to the bathroom. This confirmed my suspicion; he was embarrassed
even to change in front of me.

Danny came out of the bathroom wearing the bathrobe and, facing away from
me, took it off. He was wearing white boxerbriefs, which I noticed clung
nicely to his round ass. He lay down and covered himself up.

"Night, Danny," I said, reaching over and turning off the lights before
climbing under my covers.

"Night, Alex," he responded coolly.

"Sorry," I said.

"It's okay," he answered quietly.

I was abruptly awakened the next morning by a knock on the door. Danny, I
saw, had already gotten up and left. "What?" I said groggily.

"Get up, already," my mom shouted. "Time for breakfast and the slopes."

"Okay, okay," I said, throwing the covers back. I headed to the shower. I
showered quickly, resisting the urge to jack off. I knew that if I took too
long my mother would be back banging on the door and might even send
someone in after me. I headed downstairs to eat breakfast. Most others had
already gotten up and left, it seemed.

"Have you seen Danny?" I asked as I ate with my mom.

"He left awhile ago," she answered. "He said he was eager to get out and
ski, 'cause it had been so long."

"I figured. He should have gotten me up," I said. "Oh well."

"So where you headed?" she asked.

"I think that I'm going to go snowboarding," I answered, finishing up my
breakfast.

"Okay," she said. "Have fun. See if you can find some of your cousins or
brothers, so that you aren't out there alone."

"Yes, Mom," I said. "I'll be careful and safe." She smiled, and I headed
out of the cabin.

 I ran into one of my brothers, who had abandoned his wife with their kids,
as well as a couple of my cousins, and we spent the day together
snowboarding. As evening approached, we headed back to the cabin. I hadn't
seen Antonio or Danny all day, and I was kind of disappointed on both
counts. I wanted to see Danny to make sure he wasn't still mad at me, and I
wanted to see Antonio, so that we could finish our conversation from the
night before.

Dinner was less raucous than the night before. Rather than a big, sit-down
affair, it was sort of a come as you please deal. I didn't see Danny or
Antonio, then, either. I asked my mom about Antonio, and she said that he
was back at his cabin, because his daughter was sick. As for Danny, she
said that he had already eaten and gone up to the room.

"What's going on?" she asked. "He seems a bit upset."

"He's just mad because I was teasing him last night," I said. "He'll get
over it; I'll go talk to him."

"Okay," she said.

I heard the shower going as I approached the room, so I let myself in and
changed clothes, stripping off my pants and shirt and pulling on some
pajama bottoms. I didn't want to embarrass Danny again. I flopped down on
the bed and turned on the TV. A few minutes later, I heard the shower turn
off and the bathroom door open. Danny walked out, again wearing a robe.

"Hey," I said. "Long time, no see."

He half chuckled. "Yeah, I guess."

"Listen, Danny," I said, "I'm really sorry about last night. I didn't mean
to insult you or make fun of you. I really wasn't being mean."

He sighed and looked at me. "I know, Alex," he said. "I was being too
sensitive. I just get kind of embarrassed, sometimes."

"I really didn't mean to embarrass you," I said. "You're still young. You
have plenty of time to grow. And you don't have to be shy around me,
either."

"I kind of figured that after you just dropped your pants yesterday without
any hesitation," Danny responded, laughing.

"Yeah, I guess I just didn't even think about how that might make you
feel. I've just always been like that, very open with my body."

"That's kind of what freaked me out," he said. "I've never been like
that. It was weird to see you be so...out there."

I chuckled now. "Well, as you can see, I'm trying to be a little less 'out
there' now." I indicated the pajamas. "But like I said, no matter what, you
have no reason to be embarrassed, and I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."

"You know," he said, looking down at this feet, "I'm really not that
little."

I looked at him quizzically. "What?"

He sighed heavily. "I'm not that little. I mean, I'm short and kinda
skinny, but I'm not small."

It began to dawn on me what he meant, but my confusion about his overly
sensitive reaction hadn't gone away. "Oh," I said.

"Yeah," he said simply. "I'm pretty big, I think."

"Oh," I said again. "So then why so sensitive and modest?" I indicated his
robe.

"Like I said, I've never been real comfortable with it," he said.

"That's okay," I answered. "Most people aren't nearly as comfortable being
naked as I am."

He nodded. "If you don't mind, then," I continued, "I think I'm gonna lose
these pajamas.  I hate sleeping in them."

He nodded again and watched as I stood up and dropped my pajamas. His gaze
again fixed on my bulge. Then, he looked up at my face.

"We cool, then?" I asked.

"Yeah, we're cool," he said.

"Good...," I paused, "little man."

"Ha ha," he said, but he was smiling.

"Sorry, I couldn't resist."

He grinned and walked over to his blankets. Again turning away from me, he
took off his robe and lay down. I turned off the lights. For a while, I
stared at the ceiling, thinking. So apparently I had misjudged Danny, at
least, based on what he had said. "I'm pretty big" kept running through my
head. I found myself very keen on finding out what was under that robe. As
I thought about it, my cock grew. I turned on my side, away from Danny, so
that he couldn't see my boxerbriefs turning into a circus tent, if he
happened to sit up and look at me. Eventually, I drifted off to sleep.

When I awoke the next morning, Danny was already dressed and was sitting on
the floor watching TV. "Finally," he said, when he heard me turn over and
look at him. "You sleep late."

"Shut up," I muttered, groaning and stretching. I got out of bed and
stretched again. "I'm gonna take a shower."

"Good," he said, "'cause then we're meeting some people for snowboarding."

"We are?" I asked.

"Yeah, Tonio and a few others already stopped by."

"Oh, okay."

I dropped my boxerbriefs and walked to the bathroom, my semi-hard cock
leading the way. I again showered quickly, although the urge to jack off
was even greater than the day before given my conversation with Danny the
previous night. I was really curious exactly how big my 15-year-old cousin
was. Although I knew it was a bit forward of me to wander around him in my
boxerbriefs, much more so completely naked, I felt that he had a real issue
with people seeing his body, and I was hoping that if I made it seem
natural, maybe he would stop being so concerned about it.

After my shower, I walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around
my waist. I walked to the dresser and got out another pair of underwear. I
dropped the towel and pulled them on, arranging my cock and balls inside.

"You really have no modesty, do you?" Danny said.

"I guess not," I said. "I got over worrying about other people seeing me
naked back in junior high, in like 7th or 8th grade."

"Why is that?" Danny asked.

"That was the first time we had to shower after gym. At first, I was
nervous, but I got over that really quickly. Everyone had to do it, so
there was no reason to be embarrassed.  That, and I had a little bit more
than the other guys." I chuckled, remembering how nervous I had been,
afraid of being smaller than everyone else, only to find out that I was the
biggest in the class. That was probably where my ego problem first started,
when puberty hit me harder than everyone else.

"Even back then you were bigger?" he asked. "I mean, obviously you're
pretty big now."  He gestured toward my cotton-covered endowment.

"Yeah," I said. "I mean, I wasn't like huge, but I was noticeably bigger
than the other guys."

"And you HAD to shower?" he asked.

"Well, I guess you didn't HAVE to, but the teacher was always telling
everybody to do it, or else we'd smell the rest of the day, and girls
wouldn't want to talk to us. Everyone was nervous about the big, gang
shower room, but we did it. Once you got over it the first time, it was
really easy. No one ever really made fun of anyone or anything, although I
did get a few comments. Don't you have to shower now?"

"No, not really," Danny answered. "I mean, they tell us to, but no one
really tries to make us, and there aren't group showers, anymore. There are
individual stalls, so you don't have to worry about others seeing you."

"Oh," I said. "Wow, that's kind of weird. I mean, I guess it makes sense,
since a lot of guys are so nervous about it."

"Yeah," Danny said.

So that was why Danny was so shy about his body, I thought to
myself. Obviously, had he been put in a position where he had to be naked
in front of other guys every day, he wouldn't be so concerned about me
seeing him in just his underwear, or about anyone seeing him for that
matter. Still, that begged the question: if he didn't have to strip down in
front of his classmates, how did he know he was "pretty big"?

I finished getting dressed, and we headed down for breakfast. We met
Antonio and a few other cousins of various ages, and then headed out to go
snowboarding. After a few hours, we stopped at a coffee shop for lunch and
hot chocolate. Then, we went back out to the slopes for some good,
old-fashioned skiing before heading back to the cabin for another big,
sit-down dinner.

After dinner, with plenty more wine, I found Antonio sitting on the porch
with a big mug of hot chocolate. I sat down next to him and said, "So why
now?"

He looked at me, a bit confused for a moment, and then a big grin spread
across his face.

"You see," he began, "ever since Lucia was born, I've been feeling really
closed in, claustrophobic, kinda."

"Okay...," I said.

"Don't get me wrong," he said. "I love my wife and my daughter, but I
really started feeling like I wanted something more." He paused. "So then I
met this guy at the gym. He kind of reminded me of you; at least his dick
did. It was pretty big and pretty thick. We ended up hooking up, and after,
I kept thinking about how much we used to fuck around, and how fun it was."

"So you thought we should try it again this winter?"

He laughed. "Yep. This guy wasn't quite as big as you, and he definitely
didn't shoot like you." He grinned.

"Oh yeah?" I said, my dick growing in my pants.

"Yeah," he said.

"Could be fun," I said. "The only problem is neither of us has a place to
do it."

"I know. I guess that I'll just have to keep fantasizing."

I laughed. "I guess so."

"So you're sharing a room with my brother," Antonio said.

"Yep," I said. "Your dad didn't look too happy about the prospect of having
to share a room with him, so I volunteered. I didn't think there was
anywhere else to stay."

"Mom says he's a little weird, really shy," Antonio said.

"Yeah, definitely shy about his body," I agreed.

"Is it because he's so small?" Antonio asked.

"I really don't know if that's it," I said, but didn't have a chance to say
anything else as others, including Aunt Daniela and Uncle Marco, came
outside at that time, so we changed our conversation. My semi-hard cock
slowly deflated in my pants.

A bit later, I headed up to bed. I hadn't seen Danny since much earlier in
the night, so I had no idea where he was. I walked into the room, and the
lights were off. It looked like he was already asleep. I stripped down and
climbed into bed. I was thinking about Antonio and Danny as I drifted off
to sleep. My cock started to swell. I again turned on my side, facing away
from Danny.

I had just dozed off when I felt Danny jump onto the bed and start tickling
me. "Oh shit," I shouted, trying to squirm away from him. I rolled over
onto my back, and he planted all 115 pounds of himself on my stomach and
continued tickling me. I was laughing and twisting under him. He slid
backwards, and his ass pressed against my bulge.

"Told you that I'd get you back," he said, after a few minutes.

He had been right; I was extremely ticklish (and extremely weak while being
tickled). I was breathing hard as he let up on the tickling. As I came to
my senses, I realized that he was wearing only his boxerbriefs. He was
still sitting on my stomach, hands poised threateningly, as if he were
going to attack again. I looked him over, admiring his smooth, toned chest
and stomach that I had seen that first night. I drew my eyes down to his
crotch. He wasn't lying; he was pretty big.

Danny's shorts bulged quite noticeably, and looked even bigger because of
his white boxerbriefs. It was obvious that he was packing more than an
average 15-year-old, especially one who was only 5'3". Danny saw where I
was looking and blushed, rolling off me.

"Don't be embarrassed," I said quickly. "Look, we're both sitting here in
our boxerbriefs.  It's cool. And we both obviously have a bit more than
average."

Sitting next to me on the bed, he blushed even more. "I guess I'm just not
as comfortable with it as you, Alex," he said. "It just feels weird; like
I'm flaunting it."

"What's wrong with flaunting it?" I asked.

"I dunno," he said.

"Well," I said, "What's the deal, Danny?"

He sighed. "Okay, so I'm not a very tall guy, right?" I nodded. "So the
guys at school would sometimes make fun of me for that, even going back a
couple of years. We didn't have to take showers like you did growing up, so
none of us ever really saw each other naked, unless you wanted someone to
see you, you know?"

"Okay," I said.

"So I didn't even know I was that big...down there. I just figured since
the rest of me was small, so was that, and that made me embarrassed to be
in the locker-room, so I really tried not to pay attention to anyone and to
avoid the showers at all."

"Uh-oh," I said, knowing what kind of reaction that would get.

"Yeah," he said, "so the guys made even more fun of me, saying I probably
had a baby dick and stuff like that."

I laughed. "Obviously, you don't. They didn't even see you in your
underwear?"

"No," he answered. "I always wore a towel."

"So when did you figure it out?" I asked. My own cock was responding to
Danny's story by growing.

"I was spending the night with my best friend. I've known this guy
forever. We were getting ready for bed, and he stripped down to his boxers,
and then looked at me as if I was crazy for not doing that. I didn't want
him to think I was weird or anything, so I also stripped down."

I nodded.

"He saw my bulge and was like, 'Okay, Danny, what have you got in there?'
and kind of reached towards me. I swatted his hand away and I was like,
'What?' 'cause I had no idea what he meant. He said something about having
a sock stuffed in my underwear, and I was just like, 'No, I don't.' 'No way
are you that big,' he said. 'You're a little guy.' I just nodded at him and
said, 'I know, but I don't have anything in my shorts.' 'Okay, if you say
so,' he said, 'but prove it.' 'What?' I asked. 'Prove it; show me that
there's nothing in there.'  'You first,' I said. And without a second
thought, he did it. He dropped his boxers. He was like, 'I'm kinda bigger
than most guys our age.' I saw his cock for the first time, and he was
smaller than me, so I was really surprised."

"What'd you do?" I asked.

"Well," Danny continued, "he pushed me to drop mine, so I did. When he saw
me, his mouth fell open. He was like, 'Holy shit, Danny, you're huge.' I
was definitely bigger than he was. 'You weren't joking about not having
anything stuffed in there. Wow.' He kept going on and on about it, and he
asked if he could touch it--" Danny blushed again and continued, "--and I
let him, but I was so embarrassed. Here I was a small guy, and I had
apparently a really big dick. My friend, who said he was bigger than
normal, was smaller than me."

"Sounds like something to be proud of," I said. "That's how I reacted when
I found out I was bigger than the other guys."

"I guess," Danny said, "but I was already so concerned with being smaller
than everyone else, that it just made me more embarrassed, 'cause I
realized my cock was way bigger than it should be for my size. And my
friend kept talking about it, and after that he always wanted to see it,
but I still didn't want to show it in the locker-room. Sometimes, he'd ask
me about it, and I'd just say that I wasn't comfortable."

I swallowed hard. "Did you and your friend ever do anything else?"

Danny blushed deeper. "Yeah, we did."

"It's okay, Danny," I reassured him. "It's natural. I did, too, when I was
younger." I left out the part that I still did things with other guys.

"Really?" he asked. "God, I wish I could be like you," he said.

"You can," I said. "You just have to learn to be less embarrassed by your
body and to be more proud of it, like I am. It's okay to be proud of having
a big dick."

"Well, my friend told some other guys who used to make fun of me for being
small that I wasn't small at all, and then they started making fun of me
for being a 'freak,'" Danny added. "I actually let some guys see me in the
locker-room, thinking they'd stop teasing me for being short and skinny,
you know? Instead, they made fun of me for having a big dick."

"That's just jealousy," I said to him. "I can guarantee that every one of
those guys would love to have a big dick, Danny."

"I guess," he said, "but still, that didn't help at the time. Instead, it
just made me really shy about it."

"It sounds like I had exactly the opposite experience," I said. "Like I
told you before, we basically had to shower together, so there was never
any surprise really about what anyone had going on down there. If a guy
tried to hide it or tried not to shower, we just made fun of him even
more. I was always the biggest, and the other guys kind of respected me for
that. Occasionally, someone would comment about me being freakish, but I'd
just laugh it off and call him jealous. My cock got me a lot of positive
attention, and I really liked it."

"Yeah, I definitely never felt that way about mine," Danny said.

My cock had grown noticeably, and I glanced over at Danny's crotch to see
if he had responded similarly. His bulge also looked to have grown. We sat
next to each for a few moments without saying anything.

"Alex," he said finally, clearing his throat.

"Yeah, Danny?" I asked.

"How big are you?"

I was stunned, as I hadn't expected him to ask this question. "Um...I'm
pretty big," I said.  "Like 9.5 inches. What about you?"

Danny didn't answer at first. "Well?" I prodded. "I told you."

"Last I measured," he said, "8 inches."

My eyes grew wide and I sat up. "8 inches?!?" I asked incredulously. "No
way."

"Seriously," Danny said.

"You sure?" I asked.

"You sure you're 9.5?" I nodded. "Then I'm sure that I'm 8."

"Wow," I said. "How big soft?"

"Like 4," he answered.

"Very impressive," I said, "especially since your body is kind of
small. 15-years-old, 5'3", with an 8" cock."

"That's me, I guess," Danny said.

"I wasn't even that big at your age, and I'm one of the biggest in the
family. I hit 8 probably around 16 or so, and my body was way more
developed, too."

"So I am a freak," Danny said.

"Nope," I said, "just very, very lucky."

"Can I see yours?" Danny asked suddenly. I looked at him; my gaze met his
gray eyes with their long eyelashes. My cock throbbed.

"Yeah, Danny, you can." I reached down and pulled my underwear off,
exposing my semi-hard cock. "Can I see yours?" I asked.

Danny nodded and pulled off his underwear, also. He wasn't lying. His
rather large cock was probably about 6 inches long in its semi-erect state
and rested atop a pair of average sized balls.

I reached down and started stroking my cock, working it to full hardness
for Danny. My schlong grew in my hand, expanding and lengthening. It
fattened and swelled as I pulled on it, playing with my big balls. Danny's
eyes watched in amazement as my dick grew to its full length and thickness.

"Holy shit, Alex," he said. "That is one fat cock, and your balls are
massive, too."

"They don't call me grosso for nothing," I said, lazily stroking my now
throbbing dick.  "Let's see yours."

Danny also grabbed his cock and worked it to full hardness. At its full
8-inch length, it looked oddly disproportionate on his small body, like a
rigid tower of flesh. "Want to compare?" I asked.

Danny looked confused. "Here," I said, getting up on my knees. Danny did
the same right in front of me, our long, hard cocks pointing at each
other. "Now, we put 'em side-by-side to compare the size."

"You're obviously bigger, though," Danny said.

"That's part of the fun," I answered with a wink. We moved closer together
and put our cocks side-by-side. He was a little more than an inch shorter
than I, but his cock was only about half as thick. I grabbed both our dicks
and pressed them together. He moaned loudly. My cock oozed precum onto the
base of his cock and into his pubes. With my hands wrapped around both
Italian poles, I started stroking our dicks. Danny whimpered.  "What are
you doing?" he groaned.

"Do you want me to stop?" I asked. He shook his head. "Good," I said.

Letting go of our dicks, I moved closer to him, so that our cocks moved up
between our bodies. I wrapped my arms around my cousin and pulled him down
on top of me.  Holding him close, I began grinding my cock against his. He
responded by doing the same. As I pushed my hips up, shoving my hard dick
against his again and again, he pushed down. I was grind fucking my
15-year-old cousin, and I was loving it.

Danny moaned continuously as I slicked up his abs and shaft with my
precum-oozing shaft. I reached down and grabbed onto his round, smooth ass,
pulling him tighter against me. We moaned and grunted together, grinding
our bodies on each other. Danny felt so small on me, yet so big as his
8-inch prick battled against my beercan thick 9.5-incher.  "I'm gonna cum,
Alex," he whimpered.

"Do it, Danny," I growled in his ear. "Shoot all over my abs, little big
man."

A strangled groan escaped Danny's throat, and I felt his cock pulse and
empty the contents of his balls on my stomach.

"My turn," I said, rolling Danny off of me and kneeling over him. I scooped
his cum off my stomach and smeared it on my shaft. I stroked my long, fat
cock with one hand and squeezed my balls with the other. Danny's eyes were
locked on my bouncing meat. I threw my head back and let out a low groan as
my load began to spew from my swollen cockhead. I aimed my cock at Danny's
chest and stomach. It had been several days since my last load, so the
build-up was intense. Thirteen thick ropes of cum flew from my cock and
landed with audible splats on Danny's hard body. I caught my breath as I
finished unloading on him, still holding my softening cock in my hand. I
let it flop down on his stomach, and used the head to smear some of my jism
around on his abs.

"Holy shit, Alex," he said. "Holy shit."

I chuckled.

"Holy shit," he repeated. "That was intense. Holy shit." He cautiously
touched my cum which had painted his upper body with a sticky white
sheen. "I've never seen so much."  He reached out and touched my softening
cock. "And you're so thick, and heavy. And your balls." He hefted my sac in
his hands. "Holy shit."

I laughed again. "Yeah, you said that already. I felt the same way when I
saw your dick, little big man."

He blushed. "Really?" he asked.

"I'm telling you, Danny, don't be ashamed. Flaunt it. Use it. Those guys
are just jealous.  You got the stallion gene. I bet you'll end up bigger
than me, even if you stay 5'3"."

"I damn well better not stay 5'3"!" he shouted.

I laughed. "I'm sure you won't. I'm just saying, cock-wise, you got me beat
at that age."

"Awesome," he said.

"You better wipe that spooge off and get to bed," I said, getting out of
bed and grabbing a towel.

Danny had been absently rubbing my cum all over his body as we
spoke. "Yeah, okay," he said, taking the towel from me and getting off the
bed. He wiped my cream from his body and went to lie back down on the
floor.

"Hey, Danny," I said, "maybe you'd be more comfortable in the bed."

He grinned widely and got back into bed. I climbed in next to him and put
my arm around him. "I'm glad we talked about this," I said.

"Me, too," Danny agreed, closing his eyes.

I turned off the lights and went to sleep.

I awoke the next morning to find Danny with both his hands wrapped around
my dick. I opened my eyes and looked down at him. He looked up at me and
immediately stopped stroking.

He blushed. "Sorry, Alex, I didn't mean to..." he trailed off. "It's just
that now I know what my friend must have felt when he saw mine. I feel that
same thing. I just want to touch yours, to feel it. When I woke up, I
couldn't help myself."

I cleared my throat. My cock was fully hard and already oozing quite a bit
of precum onto my abs. "Don't apologize," I said. "You woke the beast, you
gotta put it back to sleep."

Danny grinned, and reaching down lifted my swollen cock off of my hard
abs. Without another word, he went back to stroking me. He held one hand on
the base to keep my fat prong vertical, and he stroked the upper half of
the shaft with the other, paying special attention the slick head. He
repeatedly rubbed his thumb over the tip, smearing the precum around the
head and down the thick stalk. Occasionally, he'd reach down and fondle my
balls, never leaving my dick head unattended. I reached down and grabbed
his hands, squeezing them tighter around my shaft. "Harder and tighter," I
grunted.

Danny squeezed my dick tighter and stroked me faster. I started thrusting
my hips, fucking my cock through his fists. I could feel my orgasm
building. Danny noticed my balls grow tighter and increased his strokes.

"I'm gonna bust," I growled through clenched teeth. Danny whimpered,
bringing his face in closer. My cock exploded, two shots hitting Danny
right in the face, some going up his nose. He gasped and let go of my cock;
I immediately grabbed my dick and continued stroking, milking the remaining
load onto my chest and stomach. I pumped out another 13 wads of thick
Italian cream.

"Jesus," Danny said. "Do you always cum like that?"

"Pretty much," I answered, catching my breath, still pulling down on my
softening tube, squeezing out all the cum.

"That's amazing," he said. "Do you think that I'll cum like that?"

"I dunno," I said. "To be honest, before last night, I had only ever seen
Antonio bust a nut, and he doesn't cum like I do."

"Oh," Danny said, sounding a little disappointed.

"But who knows?" I said. "You're only 15."

"Is it my turn, now?" Danny asked, presenting his hard, 8-inch, 15-year-old
Italian dick.

"Yeah, it's your turn." I reached down and wrapped my hands around his
dick. I squeezed his shaft tightly and slid my hands up and down the full
length of it. Danny grunted and moaned as I stroked him off. It only took a
few minutes of stroking before his balls grew tight in their smooth sac,
and I heard him grunt loudly. He shot; five ropes of watery teenjizz flew
from his cock and landed on the bed, before the rest of his load oozed out
onto my hand. I milked his cock of the rest of his load.

He breathed deeply. "Thanks, Alex," he said.

I grinned. "You, too, Danny. Good thing there's a maid who comes around to
change the linens every day," I said, pointing to the pool of his teencream
that had gathered on the bed. Danny lifted the towel from last night and
gave it to me. It was hard with my cum; I used it to wipe my own chest this
time, and tossed it on the floor.

"Damn good thing," Danny agreed, picking up the jizz-covered towel and
putting it in the bathroom.

We took turns showering and headed down to breakfast. We were all supposed
to go shopping for Christmas presents that day, so there wouldn't be any
time on the powder.

That night was another "eat when you want" sort of dinner as the parents
busied themselves wrapping the gifts that they had bought throughout the
day. Because not everyone was able to get two weeks off for Christmas or
had to see the other side of their families, we usually had "Christmas"
early in the break, before most people had to leave, and then another
"Christmas" on the actual Christmas day.

As an adult, I had to help with the gift-wrapping while the younger kids
were off on their own. It was probably better for Danny to spend some time
with cousins around his own age than with me, anyway, but I felt a strong
urge to be with him. After all the gifts were wrapped, I headed up to the
bedroom.

Danny, unsurprisingly, was already there, but surprisingly, was lying on
the bed in just his tented underwear. Apparently, he was over any kind of
embarrassment.

"Finally," he said. "I've been waiting for you."

"Damn, little big man," I said, "you're quite the horn dog."

"I'm 15, what do you expect?" he answered.

I chuckled a little. "Still, when did you get so forward?"

"When you taught me to be proud of my junk," he said, with a grab at his
crotch.

"I like your attitude," I said. He grinned proudly. I started undressing.

I took off all my clothes and joined him on the bed. "I think that you're a
little overdressed," I said, reaching for the waistband of his boxerbriefs
and pulling them down, freeing his already hard prick. We sat next to each
other on the bed, and I reached over to grab his dick. Danny did the same
to me, lifting my flaccid, heavy member off of my saggy nuts and pulling on
it to make it grow.

In no time, I was at full hardness, and Danny was oozing a little
precum. We stroked each other in unison, sliding our hands up and down the
length of our big Italian dicks.  Copious amounts of precum dripped from my
wide piss slit. We both gently bucked our hips, pushing our hard-ons
through each other's fists. Suddenly, Danny stopped.

"You saw my brother shoot?" he asked.

I stopped stroking him also. "Yeah, why?" I answered.

"How?" he asked.

"Well, we used to do this, too. Antonio was probably one of the first
people to see me fully hard. We used to jerk off together all the time."

"Really?" Danny said, now stroking his own cock. "Was Tonio this big?"

"Nope," I said. "I told you, I was pretty much the biggest, and I wasn't
that big!" I started stroking my cock as we talked.

"I really wish I could have come here the past few years with him, but my
parents wouldn't let me."

"Me, too," I said, "then maybe you would have had the right idea about your
big ass dick." I reached out and started stroking him again.

"Did Tonio cum like you?" Danny pressed.

"Nope, not at all," I said.

"Does anyone cum like you?" Danny asked laughing.

I laughed, too. "In this family? I have no idea!"

We were back to stroking each other now.

After a few minutes, Danny cleared his throat. "Did you guys, you know, do
anything besides this?"

"Like what?" I asked.

"You know," he said, "like..." He blushed.

"Like what?" I said again.

"Like suck each other," Danny said quickly.

"Oh, that, yeah," I said. "Antonio really liked to play with my dick, and
we went from jerking off to sucking."

"Wow," Danny said, gazing down at my dick.

"Did you want to try it?" I asked.

"Can I?"

"I will if you will," I said.

We moved into a 69-position, and I guided Danny's 8-inch teendick to my
mouth. I stuck out my tongue and swirled it around the head, tasting his
precum. Danny whimpered. I pushed my hips forward, reminding him about my
cock. Danny reached up and grabbed my fat, Italian prick with his hands and
pulled it to his face. I looked down at him and watched as he examined my
dick, trying to decide how to approach it. Cautiously, he stuck out his
tongue and swabbed it over the head, lapping up my precum. He tasted me and
immediately went back for more, repeatedly dragging his tongue over the
surface of my swollen, broad cockhead.

Opening my mouth, I gently took his glans between my lips, closing my mouth
around the ridge of his cockhead and nursing on it. Danny followed my lead,
opening his mouth wide to take my head in. Precum oozed from my cock and
coated his tongue. Danny sucked and slurped on it. He started stroking my
shaft as he sucked just the flared head of my dick. I did the same to him,
occasionally playing with his balls.

Danny tried to work his way down my shaft, taking as much of me into his
mouth as he could. His lips were stretched wide around my thick dick, and I
heard him gag as my cockhead butted against the back of his throat. I
stopped pushing, letting him suck me as much as he was able. I opened my
mouth wide and took him all the way down, swallowing every inch of his cock
into my throat. Danny groaned loudly as he felt my throat close on his
cock. I bobbed my head up and down on Danny's Italian, teenage sausage,
milking him with my mouth and throat.

Danny's whimpering grew louder, and I could feel the vibrations along the
length of my dick. I knew he was about to cum, so I released his dick from
mouth and started sucking on his balls, pulling down on them gently. I
arched my back and spread his legs, getting further between them. I worked
my way back to his ass and spread his smooth cheeks.

My cock remained firmly planted in Danny's mouth as I touched my tongue to
his hole for the first time. He continued sucking on as much of my dick as
he could, stroking the remainder and playing with my balls. I slid my
tongue up and down his smooth crack, dragging my broad tongue all over his
slit. I focused my attention on the hole, sliding my tongue around the
outside of his tight, wrinkled pucker, and then shoving it inside. Danny
tensed up and then relaxed. I started tongue fucking his hole as he
continued working his tongue on my sloppy cockhead.

After a few minutes, I went back to his cock, again swallowing him whole
and bobbing up and down the length of his oversized shaft. Danny let go of
my cock. "Fuck, Alex," he grunted. "I'm gonna cum." He shoved his face back
down on my cock, and I heard him moan around his mouthful of meat.

I pulled off of his dick and aimed his cock at my chest. Danny shot, 4
blasts of teencream on my broad chest. My own orgasm was rapidly
approaching.

"Shit, Danny," I warned. "Here it comes." Danny didn't let go of my cock,
but instead sucked harder. I started shooting. The first blast rocketed
against the back of his throat; Danny choked and spit me out. The next
three blasts hit Danny in the face, before he aimed me down at his chest,
and I unloaded seven more ropes of spew on his smooth, teen chest. Danny
was still coughing as my orgasm subsided, but he never let go of my
cock. He continued milking me, getting every drop out of the softening
tube, squeezing the head tightly.

"I tried to warn you," I said, as we sat up to face each other.

"I know," he answered, "but I wanted to try to take it. I guess I
couldn't."

"That's okay," I said. "I love the look of my cream on someone's face." And
I had to admit that the sight of Danny with my load dripping down his high
cheekbones turned me on.

"I love the way it feels on my face, too," Danny said, rubbing it around
and licking it from his fingers. "And my chest," he said, smearing my thick
sperm ropes on his upper body.

"Now that's what I like to see," I said, my cock growing hard again. Danny
was already hard.

"What were you doing to my ass?" he asked after a few minutes of us sitting
and stroking in front of each other.

"It's called rimming. I was licking your ass. Felt good, didn't it?"

"Yeah, it did," Danny admitted. "That's what pushed me over the edge."

"Yeah, I always used to do that to your brother before I fucked him."

I knew that I shouldn't have said that, but I really wanted to move beyond
jerking off and cocksucking with him and onto something else. I had the
urge to bury my cock deep in his smooth ass, and I thought that he might be
more willing if he knew that his brother had done it.

"No way," Danny said. "You fucked Tonio?"

I nodded. "Yep, sure did," I said.

"My brother Tonio?" he repeated disbelievingly.

"Yep," I said simply.

"He liked it?"

"Yeah, he did," I said. "We only did a few times, though."

Danny's cock was completely rigid, sticking straight out from his body,
ready to go again.  He swallowed. "Do you want to do it to me?" he asked.

I grinned. "Do you want me to?"

"Yeah, I do," Danny said. "Will it hurt?" he asked innocently.

"At first, but I promise that I'll make it feel good."

Danny nodded. I moved close to him and had him lie on his back on the
bed. I got between his legs and pushed his knees up to chest, exposing his
smooth, virgin hole. I stuck out my tongue and again attacked his ass with
it, rapidly licking up and down the crack of his ass and teasing his hole
with the tip. I gently pushed just the tip into his hole, feeling it twitch
on my tongue. Danny held his legs behind his knees, keeping his ass open
and his legs spread for me. I shoved my tongue into his hole and started
tongue fucking him again. Danny moaned and whimpered. With my free hand, I
reached up and stroked his cock as I ate his hole.

I started alternating my tongue and my finger. I'd gently slide one, then
two fingers into his lubed up hole while I sucked his balls or slobbered on
his cockhead. Then, I'd stroke his cock while I used my tongue lube his
hole with my spit. His hole relaxed, opening for me, and I started using
three fingers on it. Danny whimpered, but never complained.

Getting up on my knees, I spit on my cock and stroked it, slicking my shaft
with my spit and my sticky precum. I looked down at Danny with my cock
poised at his hole. "You sure?" I asked, sliding the head along the crack
of his ass and pressing it on his hole.

He nodded silently. I watched his adam's apple bob in his throat as he
swallowed hard. I pushed forward. Danny tensed up immediately, and I
reached down to stroke his cock and rub his stomach. "Relax, cousin," I
said, "otherwise, it's really gonna hurt."

Danny nodded again, holding his breath, and I pushed forward. Slowly, I
felt the muscle of his sphincter give way beneath the pressure of my fat,
swollen cockhead. He opened up for me, and I slid in. Danny released his
breath and whined. I kept pushing, slowly feeding my cock into his cherry
ass. Danny pressed his hand against my abs, trying to slow me down. I
paused, giving him some time to get used to my thick, invading prong.

His ass twitched and spasmed on my hard schlong, both pulling on it and
tryling to push me out. I kept up the pressure, easing my way into him. "Oh
God," Danny muttered. I was about half way in, and I had just touched his
prostate. I stopped and held my cock in place, making the shaft twitch and
bounce inside of him, applying constant pressure to his g-spot.

"Oh my God, what is that?" Danny moaned loudly.

I grinned. "Told you that I'd make it feel good," I said, gently sliding
out, and then pushing back in. I continued teasing his prostate like that,
working my cock into him and then pulling out. I never got the whole thing
inside of him, but I didn't need to. His ass was so tight, and the look on
his face was pure pleasure--I didn't need anything more than that to get me
off.

"Do you like that?" I asked, leaning down over him, looking into his eyes.

Danny nodded. "You like my big dick in your ass, little big man? Just like
your bro did."

"You're making me cum, Alex," Danny moaned suddenly, and I felt him spurt
against my taut stomach.

I started fucking him harder, working my way to orgasm. I barely pulled out
of his ass before pushing my way back in, pounding my cousin's tight,
Italian hole. "Fuck yeah," I grunted. "Your cherry ass is so fucking tight,
Danny. I'm gonna cum."

"Do it, Alex," Danny grunted. "Cum inside me."

"Fuck yeah, cousin," I moaned and unloaded. My cock twitched and pulsed in
his ass as load after load of Italian cream flowed from it and flooded his
virgin hole. "Creamed your guts," I said as my orgasm subsided. I gently
slid my softening dick from his used, sloppy hole. Cum oozed out of his
ass.

"That was intense," Danny said, catching his breath. "Especially when you
talked about my brother."

"You liked that, huh?" I asked.

"It was awesome having you in me like that," Danny answered. "Wow. I was
afraid, but you made me feel so good."

I smiled. "Good, I'm glad. Some guys don't like it as much as others."

"Don't worry," he said. "I liked it a lot. Is it my turn now?"

I laughed. "Notice I said I fucked your bro, but never that he fucked me."

"Really?" Danny said. "Why not?"

"Well, he never wanted to, but I tried it later with someone else, and I
didn't like it."

"So I don't get to fuck you?" Danny asked, disappointed.

"Sorry, Danny," I said. "I don't get fucked."

"Damn," he said. "I was hoping I'd have a chance to try it out, too. See
what it's like to shove my big dick up someone's ass."

"Shit, cousin, you're really getting into this, now!"

Danny blushed. "I guess I just needed someone to show me the way."

"I'm glad that could be me," I said. Then, after thinking for a moment,
"Maybe you'll get your chance after all," I muttered.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing," I answered. "You better get cleaned up, so we can go to bed."

Danny headed to the bathroom and returned a few minutes later.

"You get to sleep in the wet spot," I said, indicating the place where my
cum had oozed from his hole.

"Gee, thanks," he replied.

I laughed. "Just kidding. Get some sheets out of the closet, and we'll
change them."

We awoke the next morning to my mom banging on the door about breakfast. We
scrambled to cover ourselves quickly, lest my mom open the door and see us
both lying naked on the bed.

"Okay," I shouted. "We'll be down shortly."

"I guess no morning fun for us," I said to Danny, pointing to the morning
wood each of us had.

"Guess not," he said. "Hopefully later, though. We are leaving tomorrow
afternoon."

"Really?" I said.

"Yeah, that's why we're having 'Christmas' tonight, 'cause my parents and I
are leaving tomorrow."

A bunch of other family members were leaving the next day, also, so it was
looking like it was just going to be me and my family for the remainder of
the break.

"That really sucks," I said. "We better make the most of tonight, then."

Danny grinned.

We took turns showering and then made our way downstairs for breakfast.

"What are you guys up to today?" my mom asked us.

"Probably going skiing again with the other cousins," I said. "Have you
seen Antonio?"

"He was over earlier," she said. "He said to tell you to go over to his
cabin when you got up."

Danny and I finished eating and headed out to find the others. "Dinner's at
6!" my mom shouted as we left.

We went to Antonio's cabin and found him there with his wife and daughter,
who was still sick.

"How's Lucia?" I asked.

"Not good," Antonio said, handing his daughter over to her Uncle Danny.

"I'm sorry to hear that," I said. "What's wrong?"

"We don't really know," Antonio answered. "We were planning to stay later
than everyone else, but now it looks like we're going to be leaving
tomorrow with Mom and Dad."

"Damn," I said. I had kind of hoped that Antonio and I might have a chance
to get together again after Danny left the next day.

"Yeah, but that's the price of being a responsible adult."

I laughed. "Thank God I'm not one of those, yet," I said.

Antonio's wife came and got Lucia from Danny. "You guys go skiing," she
said. "I'll take care of the baby."

"Thanks, baby," Antonio said, giving his wife a kiss.

The three of us headed out. After a few hours snowboarding, we went and
grabbed some lunch. At one point, when Danny got up to the use the
restroom, I said to Antonio, "It's too bad that you're going to have to
leave early. I was hoping we might get some time together after Danny was
gone."

"I know," Antonio responded. "I was hoping the same thing."

I grinned at him. "What's going on?" he asked.

"Your brother isn't so shy, anymore," I said.

Antonio's eyes got wide. "What?"

"Let's just say that I helped him break out of his shell, and the problem
wasn't that he was smaller than the other boys."

"No shit!" Antonio said incredulously.

"No shit," I nodded. "He's bigger than I was at that age, even more so it
looks like 'cause he's so small."

"Wow," Antonio said. "That's crazy."

"Yeah, I call him 'little big man,' I said. "He seems to like that."

"Shit, man, this is kind of turning me on," Antonio said.

"Good," I said. "I was hoping you'd say that."

"Why?" he asked.

I shook my head as I saw Danny approaching. Antonio stopped asking
questions.

"Ready for some more snowboarding now?" I asked when we had paid the check.

"Hell yeah," Danny said, leading the way out of the restaurant.

A few hours later, we were on our way back to the cabin to change for
Christmas dinner.  Christmas dinner was always a big deal and always
involved tons of food, tons of alcohol, and tons of time. It was nearly 9
o'clock before we got around to opening presents. By the time we were done,
Antonio's wife had already headed back to their cabin with the baby.

While others worked on cleaning up and organizing gifts, I motioned for
Antonio to follow me outside. "What's up?" he asked.

I quickly explained to him how far his brother and I had gone, and finished
by saying that Danny really wanted to try fucking someone.

"So?" Antonio said.

"Well, you know that I don't get fucked..." Antonio nodded. "So that just
leaves..."

"Me," Antonio said matter-of-factly. "You want me to let my brother fuck
me."

"Come on," I said. "You said you wanted to try it again, and you said it
was kind of turning you on talking about your 15-year-old brother's big
dick."

"I dunno," Antonio began. "I wanted you to fuck me again. I don't know
about Danny."

"Oh, I'll still do you," I said. "After Danny's had his turn."

"Really?" Antonio said. "Sloppy seconds with that monster cock?"

"You bet," I said, grabbing my crotch.

"Think he'll go for it?" Antonio asked.

"I think so," I said. "Can't hurt to try?"

"Alright, how?"

"Come to my room after everyone has left."

We went back inside and helped finish cleaning up. Slowly, everyone headed
back to their rooms or to their cabins. Danny had already gone upstairs.

"Let's go," I said to Antonio, leading him upstairs.

Danny was again lying on the bed in his tented boxerbriefs. When he saw
Antonio, he sat up and tried to cover himself.

"Calm down, Danny," I said.

"What are you doing here, Tonio?" he asked.

"Alex just said that there was something up here I might be interested in,"
Antonio said.

"He did?"

"Yep," Antonio said. "I think he might be right." Danny blushed, uncovering
himself.

My cock was growing hard. "So let's get started," I said, pulling off my
shirt.

Antonio followed suit, and soon we were all standing together
naked. Antonio's body was similar to Danny's, not overly large, but very
toned and hard. His cock, which had grown almost immediately to full
hardness, was only slightly longer than Danny's, but noticeably thicker.

"You really are a big boy," Antonio said, standing in front of his brother
and stroking his cock. I stood to the side, watching them and stroking my
own dick.

"Thanks," Danny said. "Alex told me to be proud of it. He calls it the
stallion gene."

"Yeah, I remember Alex being like that when he was your age, but he wasn't
this big!  Close, but not quite."

"Yeah, that's what he said," Danny responded, taking his brother's cock in
his hands and stroking it.

"So you let Alex fuck you?" Antonio said.

Danny nodded.

"Did you like it?" Antonio asked.

"It was amazing," Danny answered. "It hurt at first, but then, it felt so
good."

"That's the Alex I remember," said Antonio, laughing and glancing over at
me.

They were rubbing their bodies together now; my cock was completely hard
and oozing.

I walked over to them, and urged them toward the bed. Antonio lay down on
it, automatically pulling his knees up to his chest. Danny looked at me for
direction.  "Remember what I did last night? Eating your ass?" Danny
nodded. "Start out that way."

Danny crawled between his brother's legs and started eating his ass. He
tentatively stuck out his tongue and tasted his brother's hole, dragging
his rough tongue along the crack.  Antonio moaned. As Danny ate his
brother's ass, I climbed onto the bed and straddled Antonio. I rubbed my
cock on his lips and in his face. Antonio moaned.

"Remember this?" I asked, smearing some precum on his lips. He nodded. "Is
this what you wanted to try again?" He nodded again. "Say it," I said.

"I want to suck your dick again, Alex," Antonio said. I pushed my dick
towards his mouth and slid the slick head between his lips. Antonio sucked
and licked on my cock. I turned around so that I was facing Danny and
watched as my younger cousin got between his brother's legs. He placed his
thin, 8" prick against his brother's hole and pushed forward. As Danny fed
his cock into Antonio's ass, I fed my cock into Antonio's mouth.  His lips
stretched wide around my cock while his hole stretched around Danny's. He
moaned continuously as we plugged him from both ends.

Danny managed to go balls deep into his brother's ass, moaning loudly as he
did so. "Oh my God," Danny grunted. "It's so fucking warm and tight. Oh
God."

"Feels good, doesn't it?" I asked Danny, fucking my cock gently into
Antonio's mouth.

I pulled out and told Danny to do the same. Antonio got on his hands and
knees and Danny mounted him from behind, fucking his brother doggy-style. I
fed my cock back into Antonio's throat; he was still able to take me all
the way to the hilt. With my hands on Antonio's head, I started fucking his
face. Danny gripped Antonio's hips and fucked his ass. Antonio moaned
contentedly, sending vibrations up and down the length of my cock.

Danny's eyes were closed, and he appeared to be thoroughly enjoying his
first fuck. His head lolled to one side as his hips thrust automatically in
and out of his brother's tight hole. He groaned and grunted as his balls
slapped against Antonio's ass. He whimpered.  "I'm gonna cum, Tonio. I'm
gonna cum!"

"Do it, Danny," Antonio said, releasing my cock. "Fill your brother's ass
with your sperm."

Danny went balls deep once again and collapsed on Antonio's back as he
unloaded his teenage cumtanks in his brother's ass. I shoved my cock back
into Antonio's mouth and fucked his face, quickly working myself to
orgasm. "Ready, Antonio?" I growled. He moaned around my cock and I started
shooting. After two blasts, he spit my cock out and I finished unloading on
his face, cum spewing in his hair and on his shoulders and neck.

I caught my breath and sat back on my heels, watching my cum ooze down
Antonio's face. "Just like old times," I said.

Antonio laughed. "Just like old times. I forgot how messy you were."

"I think it's gotten worse over the years," I joked.

Danny slowly lifted himself off of his brother's back and slipped his cock
from Antonio's ass. "That was fucking amazing," Danny said. "I've never
felt anything like that."

I grinned at him. "So you liked it?"

"Fuck yes."

"How about you, Antonio?" I asked.

"Check the sheets," he said.

I looked underneath him, and Antonio had indeed shot a rather large wad of
cum while he was being fucked by his brother. "Nice, man," I said. "I guess
you liked it."

"It was fucking hot," Antonio said. "I haven't done anything like that in a
long time, and doing it with my huge cousin and brother was even better."

"What now?" Danny asked.

"I promised your brother that I'd work my pole into him, too, and since he
needs to get back to his wife soon..."

"So we switch places?" Danny asked.

"I like your thinking," I said.

I took up my place behind Antonio, and Danny stood in front of him,
pointing his hard, teen prick in his brother's face. Antonio opened his
mouth and took Danny in, swallowing his brother whole and with greater ease
than he had swallowed me. Danny groaned loudly as he felt his brother's
throat close around his dick, and hunched over, grabbing tightly on
Antonio's head.

I slapped my fat, 9.5" dong against Antonio's ass a couple of times, and
then pressed the ahead against his freshly fucked hole. It gave way more
easily than Danny's had the night before, and with Danny's cum and my spit
as lube, I worked my cock into my cousin's guts. Antonio moaned loudly as
my cock passed over his prostate, but I kept going, until every fat inch of
my prong was buried in his hole and my balls rested heavily on his ass.

Danny and I were both now balls deep inside Antonio, and we slowly drew our
hips back, and then pushed them forward. We created a rhythm, so that we
both were thrusting into him at the same time: me into his ass, Danny into
his throat. Antonio moaned and whimpered as we fucked him from both ends,
pushing his ass back to meet my thrusts and sticking his neck out to get
more of his brother down his throat.

After a few minutes of fucking like this, I pulled out of Antonio and lay
on my back, sticking my dick straight up in the air. Antonio lowered
himself on my cock, facing me.  Danny stood over me and fed his meat back
into his brother's mouth. Now, as Antonio rode my cock, he also bobbed his
head on his 15-year-old brother's rigid prick.

I held on to Antonio's hips, fucking myself into him as he rode me, forcing
my dick as deep into his ass as I could. Danny held tightly on Antonio's
head, fucking his brother's face. I watched as Danny's hips thrust against
Antonio's head, his balls slapping Antonio's chin. I thought back to a
couple of days before and the change that had come over Danny.  He was
obviously no longer the shy boy he was when he arrived in Aspen. Now, he
was coming into his own; he was beginning to enjoy having the stallion
gene.

Without a word, I heard Danny grunt and push into Antonio's mouth one more
time. He stopped moving, and I knew that he was unloading down Antonio's
throat. Antonio himself was cumming, spewing his wad on my stomach. As his
ass clenched and released my cock, I too shot, blasting load after load of
my hot Italian seed deep into his ass. My dick pulsed and twitched inside
him as I shot, emptying my heavy balls.

Danny pulled out of Antonio's mouth, and a little cum dribbled down the
sides, mixing with my dried semen. Antonio stood up, gently raising himself
off of my softening dick. I felt some of my cum drip from his moist hole.

"Fucking amazing," Antonio said, reaching down and gingerly touching his
raw hole. "I forgot how full it feels with you inside me," he said. "Wow."

"How'd you like your bro's cum?" I asked.

"It was great," Antonio said. "I can't believe he's only 15."

"That's why we call him 'little big man,'" I said.

Danny blushed again. "You're gonna have to get used to the attention,
little big man," I said, "unless you're gonna keep hiding your junk like
you have been."

"Hell, no," he said.

"Shit, I better get going," Antonio said. "The wife will be wondering where
I am."

"You might want to rinse out your hole first," I suggested.

"No way," he said. "She won't notice. I love the feeling of you two inside
of me."

"Nice," Danny said. "I loved having Alex inside me last night, too."

I grinned. "See you later, Antonio. Next year, I guess."

"Thanks for this, Tonio," Danny said. "It was really awesome."

"No, thank you, little brother," he said, snickering. "I enjoyed it at
least as much as you did."

Danny grinned. "Maybe you should visit Mom and Dad more."

"Maybe I will!" Antonio said, pulling on his clothes.

"See you tomorrow," I said, walking Antonio to the door.

Danny and I lay down in bed to go to sleep. "How was that for a Christmas
present?" I asked, putting my arm around him.

"It was fucking amazing," he said. "Tonio's ass was so tight and warm. I
couldn't believe it; it felt so good. And I loved cumming in his mouth."

"Yeah," I said. "Having someone drink your load is one of the hottest
things," I agreed.  "But I also love seeing them wear it."

"I can tell," Danny said. "You have way too much to drink, anyway."

I laughed. "That's what they tell me."

We drifted off to sleep.

I awoke the next morning to some more special attention from Danny. This
time, however, he was squatting over me and holding my beercan thick prick
up in the air as he lowered himself onto it. He raised and lowered himself
several times, each time moving off of my prick tip before much of it had
gotten inside of him.

"Just relax," I said, startling him, because he didn't realize I had woken
up. "Relax and push out. It'll open up, and I'll slide in."

Danny took a deep breath and again lowered his hole over my cockhead. I
felt him open up, and my cock slid in. He groaned loudly, arching
forward. I grabbed him and held him up, not wanting him to slide off of me
now that he had some of me inside.

"Now ease your way down," I said.

"It wasn't this hard the other night or for Tonio," he said, his breathing
ragged.

"The other night you let me loosen you up first, and Antonio is bigger than
you, and has a little more practice taking me, even if it has been awhile."

Danny whimpered, as his ass stretched open around me, and he slowly slid
down my prick.

"Don't hurt yourself," I said. "Only take as much as you can."

"I want it all inside me," Danny said desperately. "Every inch, Alex, like
you put in Tonio."

"Relax, little big man," I said, rubbing his thighs. I placed my hands on
his hips and helped him on his way down.

"Oh God," he whimpered as my cock rubbed his prostate. "Don't stop."

I looked between his legs and watched as my cock slowly disappeared inside
of him, every fat inch of my Italian dick sliding into my 15-year-old
cousin's hole.

Soon, I was all the way inside, and Danny's balls hung in my pubes. He
raised himself up slowly, about halfway, and then sat back down. I closed
my eyes; his ass was still so tight that it was like a vice on my cock,
squeezing me hard. Danny's head was thrown back, and he was stroking his
cock with one hand, pinching his nipples with the other. I kept my hands on
his hips, guiding him up and down as he rode me.

After a few moments, as he got used to the feeling of having all of me
inside of him, he started going faster, bouncing hard and fast on my
prong. Danny rode me, sliding all the way up my cock and then driving his
ass back down, moaning and grunting as he did so. I kept my hands on his
hips, thrusting up into him, pulling him down onto me and lifting him off
of me, working in unison. I fucked his ass deep,

"Oh Alex," he grunted. "I'm so fucking full." His head lolled to one side
and he moaned.

His ass started to spasm, and I felt the first drops of his cum land on my
stomach.

"That's it, Danny," I said, "empty those teen balls on me. Fucking shoot
that load, little big man."

He kept riding me even after he shot. "I want you to cum in me again,
Alex," Danny said, breathing heavily, as his soft cock flopped around.

"I'm about to, Danny. Gonna nut in you, cousin," I growled.

"Do it," he breathed roughly. "Fill me with that thick cream."

And I did. I grabbed his hips and pulled him down on me, impaling him one
last time on my hard, fat spear. My cock ripped through his guts and
twitched, pulsing as wad after wad of seed spewed into his ass, coating his
insides with my white jism.

"Oh God," he moaned. "I can feel it, every shot."

Finally, my orgasm subsided. My cock twitched in his ass one last time,
oozing the last remnants of my load into him. Danny carefully raised
himself off of me, and as he did so, a huge glob of cum slid down the
length of my softening dick.

"Thank you, Alex," he said, rolling off of me onto the bed. His legs were
still spread as if I were between them.

"You okay?" I asked.

"I'm really good," he said.

"We better get ready before my mom comes up here again. We wouldn't want
her to catch us like this."

"Yeah," he agreed. "I have to pack, too, 'cause we're leaving, soon."

"I know," I said. "That really sucks. I'm glad we could see each other this
year, though."

"Yeah, me, too. REALLY glad. You taught me a lot."

"Good. Don't be embarrassed about who you are," I said. "Especially if who
you are is a horse hung 15-year-old."

Danny laughed. "I won't be, not anymore. I'm gonna let all those guys at
school see who the real small guy is from now on."

"That's the spirit!" I said.

We climbed out of bed and took turns showering. We went down to breakfast,
and then Danny headed back upstairs to pack. They would be leaving after
lunch.

Antonio and his wife came over. "How you feeling, Antonio?" I asked him.

"Never better," he said. "Thanks for helping me out last night."

"No problem. Good thing you have a cousin and brother who care about you,"
I teased.

"Really good," Antonio said.

"What?" his wife asked.

"Antonio was just a little out of it last night, but Danny and I took care
of him before we sent him back to you."

"Oh. Well, thanks," she said.

"No problem," I said. Danny laughed.

Most of the family left that afternoon or the next day, so the remainder of
the vacation was spent with my immediate family and their wives and
kids. It was a nice, relaxing time, but it couldn't compare with the fun
I'd had with my cousins.

As the end of vacation neared, my parents went back to harassing me about
moving closer to them, but I still told them that I wasn't planning on
doing that any time soon. I was fine in Florida, I assured them.

The day of my flight arrived, and my parents drove me to the
airport. Unfortunately, snow in Denver had resulted in many flights in
being delayed, because it wasn't safe to land. As a result, my flight out
was also delayed. Several other flights had suffered the same fate. It
looked like it was clearing up, so flights that were already on the ground
would be able to leave. I had already gone past security, so I couldn't
even go back out and hang out with my parents while I waited, so I stayed
on the concourse, reading and listening to music.

"Mr. A," I again heard someone say over the music. It was Chaz.

"Hey, Chaz, what's up?" I asked, standing up. This time, I wasn't wearing
just a t-shirt and pajamas, as it had been much too cold to wear that on
the way to the airport. Chaz, I noticed, had learned that I was right about
the cold, as he was also fully dressed.

"You're on this flight, too?"

"Yep," I answered. "This very delayed flight."

"Yeah, it really sucks. My mom is trying to get on another flight. So far,
there's one with two open seats on another airline. I told her to leave me
and take my sister, but she won't.  She's afraid of leaving me here."

"Really? You can tell her that I'll make sure nothing happens to you."

"Seriously?" Chaz said excitedly. "That'd be awesome. Let me go get her."

Chaz brought his mom over. "See, Mom, I told you he was here."

"Hi, Mr. Abbondanti," she said. "Do you really not mind watching Chaz? I
really want to get Cassidy home, and I have to get back to work
tomorrow. I'm just afraid that we'll be stuck here all night. If that
happens, I don't want Chaz alone."

"It's no problem," I said. "I'm going to the same place you guys are, and
so if Chaz is stuck, I'll be stuck. I'll make sure nothing happens to him."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Abbondanti," she gushed. "I really appreciate
it. Come on, Cassidy. Let's get on that other flight."

"Awesome," Chaz said, sitting down next to me. "Thanks, Mr. A. She was
freaking out, and it was driving me crazy."

I laughed. "No problem, Chaz. Like I said, it's not like we're going to
different places or anything."

We spent the next couple of hours chatting about soccer and football and
whether or not Chaz was going to play baseball that year and just about
school in general. Finally, I went up to the ticket counter to see if there
was any kind of status update.

"Good news and bad news," I said to Chaz when I returned.

"What's that?" he asked.

"Well, the good news is our flight is going to land soon, so we'll be able
to board a little bit after that. The bad news is there's no way we'll make
our connecting flight, so we can either take this flight and spend the
night in some other city. Or we can spend the night here and take a flight
out in the morning. Your choice," I said.

"I vote for staying here," Chaz said. "That way, there's a greater chance
of having another delay and not making it back to school on time."

I laughed. "Good thinking. They've offered us a voucher for a reduced hotel
room rate, but those places are usually crappy, so I'll just find us some
place else to stay."

"You sure?" Chaz asked. "You don't have to pay for me. I can just stay
here."

"No, you can't. I told your mom that I'd keep an eye on you, so you're
going to the hotel with me. Got it?"

Chaz nodded.

"Good," I said.

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