Date: Sat, 24 May 2003 17:43:40 -0700 (PDT)
From: Alan Knight <moonspender2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Cousin Will (Gay male, rural, historical, incest. M/t anal)

(Usual Disclaimers Apply)

The year was 1951 and I was 16 years old. There
was something of a family crisis so it was
decided I'd visit the farm during the long summer
holidays. The slow train pulled into the small
rural town of Marton and stopped at the tiny
railway station. I collected my suitcase from the
Guard's van and looked around me. The platform
was empty. I sat down on my suitcase and waited
in the bright sunshine.

I expected my cousin Will would pick me up. He
was 23-years-old and managed the family farm, We
had one thing in common, both our fathers had
been killed in the war. However, it was Aunty
Dottie who pulled up in the Hillman. She braked
hard, making a big swirl of gravel in the road.

"Sorry I'm late, Jamie", she said breathlessly.
She flung her arms around me and gave me a big
sloppy kiss. Yuck!

"Let's have a look at you". She ran a critical
eye over me.

"Much too thin", she decided. "Expect it was that
horrid rationing. Never mind, darling. We'll soon
fatten you up".

She flung my suitcase in the boot of the Hillman
and we drove along the winding gravel road to the
farm. I collected my suitcase and followed Auntie
Dottie inside the farm house.

"I've put you in with Will", she said. "Company
for you. Besides, the bed in the spare room is
not fit to be slept on".

We went into the bedroom.

"I'll leave you to freshen up. Dinner will be
ready in a few minutes".

There was a double bed in the room. I put my
suitcase on a rack and then walked outside. I
trudged down a path to use the long-drop toilet
and then washed my hands in the basin on the
porch.

Later, we all sat around the big table in the
kitchen. If my cousin Will was at all put out by
having a nerdy young relative to stay, he didn't
show it. His handshake had been firm and the
smile of welcome, genuine. Aunty Dottie had
prepared a scrumptious beef caserole and I tucked
into it with an enthusiasm which gladdened her
heart.

Afterwards, I dried the dishes which Will had
washed. Then we listened to the Farming News on
the wireless. When it was dark we went to bed.

In the bedroom, I tried not to look at Will while
hurriedly changing into my cotton nightshirt like
some modest schoolboy on his first night in the
junior dorm. My cousin was not so bashful. He
stripped right off. God, he was a big man!
Muscular from working on the farm with not an
ounce of fat on him. His alabaster buttocks were
perfectly proportioned. His thick un-cut penis
hung slack from its forest of black pubic hair.

"You are very welcome to share my bed, son, but I
draw the line at sleeping beside a 'tent'. You'll
be too flaming hot. We always sleep in the nuddy
here'.

Slowly, I pulled the 'tent' right off.

"That's better".

I climbed into my side of the bed and Will
switched off the lamp. I must have relaxed in the
darkness because I unintentionally let off a
fart. My face flushed brick-red with
embarassment.

"That's the most sensible thing you've said all
night", Will joked before releasing a noisy
'pants-ripper' of his own.

"Good! Now we're on farting terms", he chuckled.
"Night, son".

"Night", I replied, snuggling into the mattress.
It was common enough for males to share a double
bed. I'd slept with mates before but not a man
like Will. He soon started snoring quietly and
eventually I fell asleep.

I awoke near morning to feel his hot breath on
the back of my neck. We were nestled together
like two spoons. His massive erect penis was
lodged inside my bum-crack. The feeling was so
sensual I felt my own modest member swell.

Now, I knew I was queer. At boarding school an
older youth had often tried to take my anal
cherry but we were both inexperienced and he
always shot his bolt before he got it up me. In
contrast, Will's penis felt like a ram-rod.  I
reached back with my hand and gently wrapped my
fist around Will's hot, thick shaft. Hardly
daring to breathe, I positioned the bulbous head
against my virgin bum-hole!  But then my cousin
snorted in his sleep and rolled over onto his
back, leaving me lonely.

I must have fallen asleep again because when I
awoke Will was gone from the bedroom. There was a
delicious smell of fried bacon so I got up,
performed my ablutions and got dressed.

Aunty Dottie was busy in the kitchen, perspiring
from the heat of the coal range. She soon had a
big plate of bacon and eggs in front of me and I
surprised myself by eating it all up.

It was pouring with rain and Will did not return
to the house until dinner time. His black hair
was shiny with the rain. It was Sunday and, after
the meal, Will stayed inside the house. Aunty
Dottie revved up the Hillman and went off to
visit friends on a neighbouring farm.

Out of the blue, Will said: "I suppose I should
spank your bum".

"What do you mean?" I stammered.

"For touching my dick this morning".

"I thought you were asleep".

"Well I wasn't". His handsome face looked stern
and his eyes were cold.

"I'm sorry", I whispered.

"What you did was very, very naughty. You know
what that means, don't you?"

"I get a spanking"?

"Damn right. Come with me".

My big cousin grabbed me by the shoulder and
marched me through to the bedroom. He made a nest
of pillows on the bed.

"Strip naked and lie on top of that, with your
bare bum sticking up in the air".

He pulled his T-Shirt off, revealing his muscular
torso. I gulped but got out of my clothes. When I
was in position I felt Will's big hand explore my
buttocks.

"Why did you touch my dick?" he asked.

"I dunno".

"Wrong answer, son".

His hand gave my bum a light smack. He paused,
that hand still touching me.

"Why, son?" he asked again.

"You'll kill me if I tell you".

"Maybe, maybe not".

I gulped. "I-I wanted to feel you inside me. Use
me like a girl".

I flinched, expecting a flurry of painful blows
but his big hand just fondled my bum-cheeks.

"Have you had one up you before?"

"No".

His finger explored my crack and found my
bum-hole. He penetrated me with his finger. I
gasped at the pain of the intrusion but then
sighed when the tip of his finger massaged my
love-nut.

"You've got a tight one. It'll hurt".

"I know".

"Well, seeing as you offered, I'll be glad to
give you one".

The finger was withdrawn. Will walked into my
line of sight and took of his trousers. His
underpants fell to the floor. His thick penis
stuck up like a poker from its nest of black
pubic hairs.

My cousin coated his member with vaseline before
climbing on top of me. I felt his knob press
against my backdoor.

"Cough". he said.

I did and he slipped the massive bulbous head
past my protesting sphincter. It hurt like hell.

"Keep coughing".

Will inched his way inside me. When his nuts were
brushing against my bum-cheeks he stopped.

"Tell me when it stops hurting".

Tears pricked my eyes as I struggled to
accommodate his engorged member inside my hot,
tight rectum. Slowly, I started to get used to
the alien sensations. I was joined to Will in a
most private, lewd act. His hand gently stroked
my trembling body. Despite the 'telegraph-pole'
that was sorely stretching my fundament, I
started to relax.

"O.K?"

I nodded my head. Will began thrusting, long hard
strokes which made me whimper. The floorboards
started their rhythmic creaking sound. After an
eternity, I felt his rod swell deep inside me. He
groaned and then ejaqulated, spraying the walls
of my rectum with his cum.

Afterwards, my dick which had become seriously
deflated during the fucking, went hard again.

"What have we here?" Will's hand touched my erect
member. "Nice! You want to give me one?"

"Well ..."

My cousin took that as a 'yes'. He straddled the
pillows, offering up his masculine buttocks. I
coated my dick with vaseline and aimed it at his
prominent bum-hole. When I pushed, he coughed and
it slid right into him. His inner-muscles swirled
around the head, drawing me right inside him. His
juicy shitter was so hot! His ring spasmed around
my cock.

"Are you ok?" I whispered.

"Fuck yes! Do me hard".

I commenced thrusting. Nothing else had ever felt
so good. Before long my cock erupted, filling his
bowels with hot cum.

We cleaned ourselves up and then got dressed
again.

That night at dinner, Aunty Dottie saw me wince
when my sore bum-hole made contact with the seat
of the chair.

"What's the matter?", she asked, anxiously.

Will grinned. "He's OK, Ma. The boy gave me a bit
of cheek before so I spanked him".

"That's all right, then". My aunt was relieved it
was nothing more serious. I smiled to myself.
This was going to be the best holiday ever!

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