Date: Fri, 4 Sep 2009 02:25:38 +0100
From: Gary Cutter <gcutter66@gmail.com>
Subject: DISTANT COUSIN - 2

WARNING: This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may and
probably will involve male on male sex of various ages.  Also note that my
characters do not wear condoms and that is because they are FICTIONAL.

ALL MY CHARACTERS, PLACES AND SITUATIONS ARE FICTIONAL AND THE EVENTS
PORTRAYED TAKE PLACE ON PLANET CUTTER. ANY RESEMBLENCE TO REAL PEOPLE,
PLACES, ETC. ETC. IS TOTALLY COINCIDENTAL. The author recommends 'safe' sex
in real life. You must be above the Age of Consent in your particular
geopolitical area to read this sort of stuff and you should NEVER allow
minors access but you knew that.

I normally prefer to write in First Person (frowned on by the more
technical authors) but I write as I like. I do like to try and approach the
tale from the boys point of view... get into their tiny minds but you must
realise if they sound a bit smartarse and over world weary at times that is
me coming through. If they sound as thick as a plank...  that's them.

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DISTANT COUSIN



2 - Bela Lugosi



by



G. Cutter



First of all Bela's family name wasn't Lugosi it was something long and
complicated ending in 'ev'. I found out later that Bela was born in Hungary
but that his family were Russian and when things went silly over there
after the 'Fall of the Wall' the dad decided that the UK was a better place
to live than the rapidly collapsing old Soviet Union. I'll do a photofit of
Bela later but back to sweet Peter.

I was awoked by something hard poking me in my bottom and after one of
those confused early morning moments I realised who and where I was. I gave
a gentle squeeze on his meat which for some strange reason was between my
legs and just nudging up under my balls.

'You're awake then?' He whispered and gave a sensual thrust up and under.

'Yeah,' I clamped on his cock and pressed back before wriggling free and
turning to face him. 'Sex maniac,' I kissed his cute tippy up nose (God,
that sounds so girly) but he grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me
fully on the lips so we shared early morning dogbreaths. It was nice but he
was a randy boy and I needed to watch myself. He might be a little younger
but he wasn't lacking in self confidence. He hugged me tightly and our
early morning glories mashed together between our bellies. I glanced at the
bedside clock and it was far too early for mum and dad, in fact, it was
about an hour too early and I pushed him away a little. I started to kiss
his throat dropping lower and lower, first his sticky out nips and then
down onto his budding six pack.

'Go on, Micky. Go on,' he begged pushing his hips up.

'You do me afterwards?'

'Yeah, yeah, yeah,' he tried to push my head down but he needn't have
bothered. I dropped right onto his straining cock and gave it a good
morning kiss, after that it was all over. God, that kid was so juicy, he
was oozing precum and I could taste it as I slowly sucked up and down on
his root managing to take most of it in and clasping his tight little arse
at the same time.

'Yeah, go on, go on,' he muttered as he thrust into my mouth and then
without any warning he shot his load. Good stuff, thick creamy almost
eatable boy cum... no watery teeny stuff with this kid. 'Come on,' he
immediately slipped free and rolled me onto my back grasping my erection in
one hand and smashing his mouth onto the side of my neck like a bloody
leech or maybe a vampire.

'No love bites, no hickies,' I squealed and struggled but he was down onto
my nips following exactly the same route that I'd followed. 'Yesssssss...'
I closed my eyes and ruffled his sticky up blond hair as his head began to
move up and down. I could feel his hands under me grasping my bottom and
one finger was between my cheeks probing but I didn't care. Swings and
roundabouts as they say. Our first fuck would be a mutual one and he knew
that as well as I. I lifted my hips a bit and felt his finger slip straight
through my bed sweaty pucker. 'Aaaah...' I clamped as he probed and sucked,
what a way to start the day.

I squirted as soon as he started rubbing my buzz spot. I had to pull the
pillow over my face to stop me screaming out in pleasure but as his finger
moved inside me I felt my penis get incredibly hard and then the familiar
rush as my hot cum shot up my shaft and splattered into his mouth and his
eager swallowing. Damn it, he was good and as he crawled up alongside one
more his finger slipped free and we lay in our very pleasant fug and
funk. Spunk aroma filled the room and after fifteen minutes or so casually
playing around we made for the bathroom.

'How aware is this Vlad character?' He asked as we wallowed in a shared
bath.

'Vlad?'

'This kid with the pool.'

'Bela, you tit,' I laughed. 'I dunno, I've always thought he was on the
verge... you know what I mean.' I looked at him. 'We can play about and
once we show the film who knows.'

'Play around?' He grinned. 'Be a bit blatant you mean.'

'Exacly, Little Grasshopper... a bit blatant.'

'You've got it,' he grinned confidently.

Thank God the rain and drizzle had disappeared and it was a glorious day, a
good day for sploshing around in a private pool of a private bedroom for
that matter, things were looking good. Peter (my Pete now) was looking
super dishy in a tight t-shirt and baggy shorts which showed off his brown
legs and the blond fuzz, every time he bent over I nearly creamed my own
shorts at the sight of his tight bottom and the naked back displayed as the
t-shirt rode up.

Mum packed us up with a good breafast and I phoned Bela for the second time
to tell him we'd be there for ten.'

'What's he like, this cousin of yours?'

'Tasty,' I smirked at Peter who was listening. He and I did a repeat smirk
at Bela's giggling the other end of the line. 'He has a video,' my voice
dropped to a whisper.

'A dirty one?' His voice had also dropped.

'Yeah, have you still got that old tape machine.'

'Damn right,' he giggled again. 'In my bedroom, mum and day are out for the
rest of the day as well.'

'OK. see you around ten.' I put down the phone and grinned at Peter. 'We'll
bike, just say goodbye to mum.'

We did that and mounting up set out the back way over the rough ground, it
was the long way but we were early. Peter had his tape wrapped up in his
towel and a swimming cossy I'd lent him. I was going to frame it at the end
of the holiday and take it out for an occasional sniff... sick or what?

When Peter had asked what Bela was like I'd just told him that my pal was
'short and swarthy' which fitted half the kids on the street. What I hadn't
told him that Bela was a doll and that I'd fancied him for a while. Short
and swarthy meant pixyish, even Bela's dad was stocky and dark, Slavic I
suppose with slightly slanty eyes and he was beautiful, Bela I mean, not
his dad. I'd used Bela's pool before with a couple of other lads and Bela
in wet swimwear was even more delicious but apart from a couple of camp
remarks I'd never really adventured. I suspected that Bela was doing things
with another of our schoolmates but wasn't certain.

We arrived on time and went in via the garden gate which was more like a
security door with a very strong chain link fence leading off either side
securing the garden. To add, leylandii had been planted and now were about
ten feet high completely hiding the garden from casual observation. I ran
the number up on the keypad and the door swung open.

'Wowsie, wow,' Peter marvelled as we pushed our bikes through and I closed
the door behind us. 'You got the combination as well.'

'He told me last night, I think they change it once a month.'

'What's his dad, Vampire Mafia?'

'Who knows,' I laughed. 'Got loads of dosh anyway. I bet their Eastern Euro
au pair does us a lunch, she did a bloody banquet last time.'

'I believe you,' Peter followed me through the shrubbery until we walked
onto the pool's surrounds.

'You remembered the number?' Bela was on a sun lounger and stood as we came
into his sight. He grinned at us both and I saw his eyes flicker over
Peter. Mind you Peter was standing there like an idiot ogling Bela's slim
and very trim brown body, I think my cousin was smitten, all the better for
the cause. 'Come in and have a drink, it's gonna be a hot one,' Bela
beckoned us towards the kitchen.

'He's right there,' Peter snickered as he followed me.

Bela took us into the kitchen where Anna, the au pair and live in housemaid
welcomed us. She was probably a cyborg and had to put us in her memory
banks but I didn't say this, she was pretty in a mid twenties sorta way and
was quite courteous. She informed us all that a salad lunch would be served
around midday and that she would be visiting friends in the afternoon. That
was that and clutching chilled cans we retired to the pool.

'It's warm,' Peter said after stirring the water with his hand.

'It's heated,' Bela laughed. 'He looked up both up and down. 'We don't have
to worry about costumes, Anna's used to skinny dipping.'

'Skinny dipping,' I must have looked surprised and Bela laughed again.

'Anna and the rest of my family are basically East Europeans, they don't
fuss about clothing.'

'I'll go shy for starters,' Peter tugged his t-shirt off and dropped his
shorts, unlike myself he'd put his costume on before leaving the house. I
was the one who hadn't but I'd decided to go in my briefs. Someone had to
get the ball rolling and it might as well be me. I knew the effect of water
on thin cotton underpants and hopefully it would be the start. We had got a
porno to watch after lunch after all. I followed Peter's example and
stripped off knowing that my white briefs would show well against my dark
body, nearly as well at Bela's pale yellow speedo's against his dark
skin. I think Peter might have overloaded as he dived straight in the pool
in the deep end and lazily swam around until he could stand. Bela was in
after him and I was the last in.

We buggered about laughing and splashing around for a while and I think
Bela must have been a bit surprised at our familiarity, Peter wasn't
backwards at grabbing me here, there and everywhere, I think the wet white
briefs were working. In the end I sat up on the edge of the pool soaking up
the sun with my legs dangling in the water. Bela did the same and I saw his
groin was bulking so something was working. I was clearly visible in my wet
briefs and from his glances I guessed he was about to make a move. He did.

'Er... you and Peter seem pretty friendly for someone you haven't seen for
a pair of years.'

'A bit longer than that,' I answered casually. 'What do you mean friendly?
He's just messing around.'

'He can mess around with me anytime,' Bela answered after a pause and a
smile.

'What about me,' I reached out and clasped his muscular brown thigh. 'We're
supposed to be school mates after all.'

'You too,' he beamed at me.

Peter must have been watching the byeplay as he slowly walked across half
swimming and half dogpaddling until he stood in the four or five foot of
water and rested his forearms on the side between us. 'You look super
dishy, Micky,' he idly ran a finger up my thighs and back down again.

'I thought Bela looked sooper dooper dishy,' I countered.

'He does,' Peter turned his attention to Bela and did the wandering fingers
routine on Bela's smooth leg only took his time and his fingers drifted a
little nearer Bela's now prominent bulge.

'Dare you,' I muttered and looked at Bela. He was gobsmacked and was
sitting there with his jaw drooping and now really getting hard.

'Both?' Peter grinned at up at us both.

'Yeah,' I croaked. 'Bela?'

'Yeah,' his voice came out as a whisper.

Peter stood closer and he must have been on tiptoes as he lay his hand on
my clearly outlined erection and gave it a gentle squeeze, at the same time
he reached out to Bela's groin and rested his hand on my mate's lump and
deliberately held the perfectly visible hardon in the yellow speedos. Bella
groaned and held Peter's wet hair. Peter had cracked someone I'd fancied
for six month's or so. Peter flashed me a grin and moving along a little
got between Belas's legs and dragged himelf up out of the water enough to
nuzzle at Bela's wet speedos. Bela gave up at this point and let himself be
dragged down into the water and I was right behind him. Peter and I had him
in a sandwich and as Bela feebly tried to fight him off I managed to remove
his speedos and that was the end of it. Peter snuggled up behind him and
pressed himself into Bela's bouncy bottom and I grasped his now fully erect
boyhood in my hand and worked the loose skin to and fro.

'Lunch in the lounge,' Anna called.

'Shit,' Bela cursed dark faced in a blush.

'We've got all afternoon,' I nuzzled at one side of his smooth neck and
Peter munched against the other. 'After we eat.'

'And a porno to get us going,' Peter reminded us.

'You've got me going already,' Bela grinned and wriggled his bare bottom
back against Peter's groin and gave me a swift kiss on the lips before
dropping down and out of our embrace to recover his swimmers.

Both Peter and I lacked Bela's 'boldness' and hastily clambered into our
shorts before entering the longe. Anna had set the plates out on a low
table with the cutlery, a very tasty salad with thick slices of fresh ham
and all the salad trimmings or rabbit food as I called it but the bonus was
a huge pot of chips, a schoolboy's dream We tucked in and Anna appeared
towards the end of our munching to inform Bela she was out for the
afternoon and to dump the washing up in the sink. We all gave her a polite
'thank you' and she told us not to cremate the place in her absence... very
motherly. My mum says exactly the same every time she goes out but we had
other things on our mind other than arson. After the meal we had a clean up
and did the washing up to keep on Anna's right side and resumed our
swimming only this time it was only a short session. This time we skinnied
and it was gropes and grabs all around, I think with a bit of effort both I
and Peter could have shagged Bela on the spot, he certainly asked for
it. In the end his curiosity won out and he suggested we went upto his room
and had a look at Kissing Cousins.  We tramped up in the stairs with towels
around us and entered his bedroom. It was similar to mine with the en suite
bathroom but much bigger and he had a marvellous music centre with a load
of gear not too far removed from a home cinema... gotta be lovely having a
rich dad. Bela told us to get onto the bed whilst he got the tape
organised. Naturally enough Peter and I dumped our towels and lay naked on
the bed together, Bela was clearly up for 'it' whatever 'it' maybe and we
weren't going to let him down.

'I wonder if he has a boyfriend? Peter whispered but Bela heard him.

'Yeah, Nick Cromer, in the Sixth... but we haven't got heavy yet.'

'Nick, the big lad, captain of the First Football Team?' I looked up as
Bela clicked the buttons and leapt up onto the bed between us.

'That's the one,' Bela grinned and we all shuffled around a little so we
could see the film. It started off with a long haired youth walking along
through a wooded area who decided to go off the path and have a good
wank. That was enough to get us going and not surprisingly hard meat was on
the menu only not ham this time. I grabbed Bela's stiff cock probably a bit
smaller than mine and Bela grabbed Peter's, that left Peter to hold mine
and we all finished up in a disorganised huddle on the end of the
bed. Peter who had obviously seen the so called Cousins before shared
himself between wanking me slowly and kissing and licking at Bela wherever
he got the chance.

The big lad did his cum and shaking it clear pulled up his seventies
flowered trousers and marched on a bit, he had a pee which didn't excite me
too much and then it switched to a short dark youngster playing around with
a football. From his looks he could easily have been one of the Turkish
kids they have over in Germany. In fact, I lost interest halfway through
when two German boys and I mean big boys around the twenty mark got down to
it. I concentrated on Bela and got to sucking his balls and actually manage
to get under his balls and into the base of his crack. Bela was mesmerised
by the film so Peter and I started to take liberties, we were all over Bela
and he was like a sex doll, he just let us do what we wanted.

It finished up with him and me in a sixty nine on our sides and Peter to
Bela's rear sucking and lapping between Bela's well spread cheeks. This was
getting very fraught, Bela and I were going to pop but what about Peter, I
was bloody jealous, to my way of thinking if he was going to fuck anyone it
would be me not Bela... I had first dibs, he was my bloody cousin after
all. Peter glued himself to Bela's back but he wasn't fucking, I could see
his shiny and slippery glans sliding under Bela's tight balls and went for
it. As he humped away I held his erection tight up under Bela's balls
making sure he didn't 'accidently' prong my little mate and sucked Bela to
a very fruity climax. Jeez, I swallowed two good mouthfuls and got the rest
all over my face. I returned the favour and left Bela gasping and
spluttering and then I lifted his leg which gave me Peter's straining cock
all for myelf. Not so, Bela span around quickly in time for us both to
receive Peter's juicy spunking. As I might have mentioned he was a big
cumkid and there was more than enough of the slippery stuff for Bela and
myself to share.

We watched the end of the film to where the long haired lout ties up with
another young Turkish type and they did the big finale.

'I thought you were going to try and fuck me,' Bela lay on his back clearly
talking to Peter.

'If you'd have eased off I might have,' my traitor cousin
replied. 'Although I was saving my first fuck for Micky boy.'

'Good,' I grinned feeling pleased. 'Tonight?'

'Sounds good,' Peter snuggled into me and wrapped an arm around Bela
pulling him in.

'Then you can both do me tomorrow,' Bela snuggled in and kissed us both in
turn. 'Seperately that is.'

'I should hope so,' Peter laughed and glanced over at me.

'I should invite little Andy around, I'm sure he's up for it... make a
foursome.'

'What about your parents? What about Anna? Who the hell's little Andy.'

'One and two no problems, Bela answered confidently. 'And little Andy is
around fourteen and delivers our papers... I'm sure he has a crush on me.'

'There's a difference between a crush and full scale sex,' Peter pointed
out.

'Once it kicks off he'd join in just to keep in with the big boys,' Bela
grinned. 'Little darky darling, you'll love him.'

'What? He's a nig... negro? Peter looked surprised.

'No. he's like me, sorta gypyish.'

'Upto you, you're the host,' I stretched on the bed. 'You a virgin with big
Nick?'

'Nah, he's not a lot of use. He likes to fuck me but won't let me return
the favour. He did me three or four times and I got sick of it and stopped
asking him around. I wanna go both ways.'

'No problems with Mick and myself,' Peter brashly promised.

'After tonight,' I reminded him.

'After tonight,' he agreed.

'What's this Andy like? He doesn't do our papers, our kid's called Billy.'

'You're too far away,' Bela lay back and seemed to think for a bit. 'Andy's
a bit like me I suppose, a bit smaller and shorter hair but very dark,
sorta between you and me,' he looked at me. 'He's definitely game, I'm
bloody sure he is. I'll lay in wait and capture him when he
delivers... What I'll do is invite him to join us for a swim and a bit of
lunch and the afternoon, I'll drop a few heavy hints,' he grinned.

'Well, if he disturbs his holiday routine to come around has got to prove
something I suppose,' Peter leant over and licked Bela's belly and held his
soft cock until it started to perk.

'Yeah, he's hungry,' I laughed and joined Peter in his meal. This time I
dropped my head and took Bela's sweet lips, my tongue slipped inside his
mouth and he reached down and grasped my reawakened penis. We were off
again. Peter made a good job on Bela and brought a second cuming which
sound Biblical but isn't really. Bela eventually worked his way down onto
me and I managed to get my head in and serve my Peter. After that we had
another swim and shortly after that made for home. All in all a good day
and both Pete and myself were keen to get into our own room and review the
day or more importantly try and figure out how to play the second day.

I told mum and dad that we would be missing for the next day and where we'd
be. We got a short lecture on not imposing on Bela and not overstaying our
welcome but mum likes to dish out at least one short lecture a day, as
usual dad just switched off and got on with his meal. Later in our room we
flopped about talking sex, it's a good way to keep on line as you might say
and apart from the occasional grope and grab we played it cool. I spent
most of the evening willing my people to go to bed but it never works
although I heard them coming up the stairs around eleven thirty.

'Lights out in half an hour,' my dad called through. 'Good night.'

'Dont forget to bath,' my mother called clealy forgetting the fact we'd
been in water for most of the day. 'Sleep well.'

I looked at Peter and he mouthed 'sleep well' and grinned like a Cheshire
Cat. I reached across and fondled his lump. Yeah, my boy was ready to
go. Funnily enough once we were in bed we lay seperated by about three
inches or so and just gazed at the ceiling. I felt his hand touch mine and
he turned inwards to face me. I edged in a bit and felt hot hardness glance
against his. 'I've got a pot of Pond's Hand Cream under the pillow.'

'What for?' He sniggered and edged in just a little.

'You go first,' I was in no mood for fucking around any longer. I wanted
top fuck, it was the ultimate and tonight was our night. 'Stop if I tell
you.'

'OK,' he croaked and I felt his hand go under the pillow and grab the
lube. I steeled myself and turned away from him presenting my backside for
what was to come. I knew I was being a mug and should have topped him by
rights but this was all new to us and I was on the edge of love. I think
I'd gone through the lust barrier but what did I know, I'd never felt like
this with another boy. Strangely enough I liked Bela as well but I just had
the feeling Pete was my soulmate, even with the difference in ages I'd
found out in one short day that we liked the same things, we acted almost
like twins and I wanted his hot and jerking cock inside me and that about
summed it up. I turned again so that I was belly down on the bed and felt
him move so that he was laying on me with his hot cock pressed into my
back, he then parted my legs and knelt upright. 'Gawd, you've got a
beautiful bum,' I felt one hand clasp my cheek and squeeze.

'Jeez... you're so romantic,' I grinned into the pillow. 'Take it nice and
slow.'

He did, I felt his fingers nudge between my cheeks and as I opened my legs
wider I felt the creamy goo being spread deep into my crack and at my
pucker. Moments later he had a finger deep inside me squirming and
wriggling like a snake. That in itself was a turnon as he kept hitting my
prostate and finally when I felt quite relaxed I felt his finger slowly
withdraw and a final butterfly kisses on my tensed cheeks. 'You ready?' His
voice cracked.

'Stop if I tell you.'

'No probs.' I felt his cream covered glans slip between my cheeks and
automatically flexed but he had it up against my ring and just gave one
slow push and I opened up. It was remarkably easy and I must admit I
groaned a little when I felt his fatness stretch me but he was inside and
he wasn't stopping. 'Orrite,' he breathed in my ear.'

'I'll live,' I relaxed again as he began to move. His legs were inside mine
and opened spreading mine ever further and forcing my bottom up onto his
slow moves. He hisses his satisfaction and started to move faster sinking
deeper and deeper at each thrust. I felt no real discomfort just a
sensation of being filled and his warmth and thickness inside me filling my
gut. His forearms came dowm either side of my body and his hips started to
pump up and down, in the end I got the rythm and started to push up as he
pressed down. At the end I felt his soft blond pubics against me and his
full length was lodged in my body.

'That's so nice,' he whispered and kissed the side of my neck as he settled
in and pressed even harder as if trying to force me through the bed. 'I
can't hold it,' he moaned and started to fuck for real. It was fast,
frantic and furious and it didn't last. I forced my way up intoa doggy
position and he hammered and slammed away at me until I felt him stiffen
and groan out loud for the last time. His swollen organ seemed to swell
even more and then I felt it pulsing and pumping. The squirts and splashes
of his hot spunk sent a shiver through my body. I'd been fucked for the
first time and one other thing. As he's mauled my own erection around I'd
cum in his hand and all over the bed. As we fell onto our sides he stayed
in me stirring himself in my flooded hole and munching on the side of my
neck. 'Brill,' he chuckled wiping his spunk covered hand on my
belly. 'There's cum everywhere.'

'Yeah, remind me to change the sheets tomorrow,' I whispered and pushed
back onto his wilting penis. 'Keep it in as long as you can.'

'What about your turn?'

'Later.' I pushed back onto his sticky belly and dragged his hand around so
that they nestled in my spilt cum. 'In the morning before we bath.'

'Your wish is my command, Mistress.'

'Less of the fuckin' Mistress... one fuck doesn't make you a super hero.'

'What about two?' He grunted and pressed into me, I could feel him begining
to harden again. I told you he was a juicy boy and you can't beat a
generous helping of good ol' Cornish cream.


			      To be continued
				 in Part 3


Yeah, I like this one and it's a nice pace. Perhaps the next Part maybe a
little longer.  I don't know if to finish it off or run it into little
saga.

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