Date: Wed, 30 Mar 2005 03:44:55 -0800 (PST)
From: gl247a@yahoo.com
Subject: James & Henry, Part II

I'm lying in my bed with Henry.  We're both naked and I have him in my arms
with his leg draped over mine.  I've just had my first man on man blow job
and given one in return.  Not that I didn't enjoy the experience, but now
I'm feeling... Man, I don't know exactly what I'm feeling.  Guilt?  I know,
I know.  This isn't exactly what I thought I would be feeling.  It's not
that I've just done something with another man for the first time, but it's
the fact that I did it with my cousin.  At least I think that's what it is.

I guess Henry senses that I'm not quite all right.  "James?  Are you ok?
You're kinda quiet all of a sudden."

"How do you feel right now?" I ask a little timidly.

Henry's fingers are tracing the outline of my nipple, "Pretty good, I
guess.  Why?"

"I don't know... I...  Look, don't take this the wrong way.  What you and I
did was...  great!"

He looks up at me, "But..."

"Henry, you and I are cousins.  We're family.  We shouldn't have done this
at all."

He pulls away a little bit and props himself up on his elbow.  He puts his
hand on my stomach and looks at me.  I can see that he's worried when he
looks at me with those eyes.  Damn, those hazel eyes are getting to me
again.  "James, we're not that closely related you know.  There isn't even
a blood connection between you and me.  Besides, it's not like we're
getting married and making babies.  It's just sex."

He's right.  At least about the family connection.  His mom married into my
family.  Even though my cousin left him and his mother, they stayed close
to the family.  "Yeah, but, I'm like ten years older than you.  Aren't I
taking advantage of you or something?"

"Please, I was the one that hit on you.  Or don't you remember?  You were
there you know."  He's smirking at me, the smart ass.  Dammit, he even
looks hot when he patronizes me.

"Ok.  Really, what's the matter?  Are you having second thoughts about what
we did?  I know I don't.  I thought you and I had a great time.  Is it
because you just had sex with another man?  This is your first isn't it?"
He seems to have clued into what I was feeling before I did.  It is guilt.
Plain and simple.

Reluctantly, I nod my agreement.

"Look, did you feel good when we were going at it?  Did you enjoy
yourself?" he asks.  "I know I enjoyed the hell out of it."

"Oh god, yes.  It was... I don't know?"  I just can't seem to articulate
what I want to say.  "I know I haven't felt that alive in a long time.
Somehow... I felt free."

"Then all you're feeling is all of that societal 'straight'
baggage... shit.  Dump it.  Let it go. Don't feel guilty because you had a
little bit of fun.  You are a beautiful, handsome and sexy guy.  I found
all of that very attractive and when it happens to be in front of me, I hit
on it." His hand slides down from my stomach and begins to fondle my
crotch.  "I think it's even better that the sexy guy I hit on... is you."
I can feel my face begin to flush.

 "You know, since as far back as I could remember, I've always had a crush
on you.  I thought you were so good looking and you were always nice to me.
You know, when I did get to see you.  Your family lived so far away from
all the rest of us."  We sit there quietly, with him now slowly jerking my
cock.  "James, don't hold back, give into it.  All of it.  We're only
around once after all.  And right now, I really like being here with you."
He leans in and kisses me and snuggles up again.

He's right though.  I was feeling guilty about this.  As much as I always
wanted to try all of this, I always held back.  I guess out of fear or
something.

After a little bit of arm and hip rubbing with our hands, Henry shifts his
body so that he is on top of me with his legs straddling my crotch.  I love
the feeling of his body weight on mine.  He sits up enough to put his
elbows on either side of my head and leans in for a full mouth kiss.  We
explore each other's mouths with our tongues.  I wrap my arms around his
torso.  He begins to move his hips against my crotch and I am hard again,
as is he.  All the while we are kissing, I can feel our dick's rubbing
against one another and then he shifts his body forward so that my cock is
standing straight up against the crack of his ass, and his cock is rubbing
against my stomach.  My hands slide down from his back and come to rest on
the firm flesh of his ass.  I grab both cheeks and just hold on.  Then my
left hand slides down and I begin to stroke his leg.  I guess out of
instinct, my right hand moves over to his crack and I begin to trace my
finger along it.  It's beginning to get a little slick with his pre-cum
getting smeared all over my stomach. All through out, we maintain our lip
lock.  This feels so good.

Henry breaks away from my face and pushes up so that his face is hovering
over mine.  "Do you want to fuck me?"  That's all he says.  No preamble, no
pretense.  Man, he gets right to the point.

"Yes."

He gets off of me and the bed, "I'll be right back."  I sit up and watch
his naked form leave my bedroom.  The movement of his ass is a sight to
behold.  A moment later he comes back with a small bottle of lube and a box
of condoms.  He looks so beautiful, tanned and naked, as he walks over to
the bed and sits down.  I just can't help thinking to myself how lucky I am
to even have him here with me.  He takes out a condom and roles down my
cock and then he opens the bottle of lube and pours some into his hand.  He
rubs it together briefly and begins to palm my dick, smearing the lubricant
all over my wrapped hard meat, stroking me up and down.

"Here, take some and finger me." he says as he pours a little bit into my
hand.  He puts the bottle on the night stand and takes my hands into his
slick hands and begins to rub them both.  I look at him and he smiles at
me, warmly.  He lets my hands go and grabs a pillow and then leans back
against the headboard of my bed and spreads his legs out to me.  He grabs
the back of his knees and pulls back.  I look down and see a dark skinned,
puckered, hairless hole.  "Go ahead.  Start with one finger."

There is no hesitation on my part.  I move over and insert my right index
finger.  "Slowly," he says.  I can feel tension around my finger almost
immediately, but I push in and soon find myself working past his sphincter.
My hand goes into a natural, in/out rhythm.  "Give me another finger."  I
do as he asks.  Eventually I've inserted my first three fingers and he is
moaning lightly.  "Ok, I'm ready if you are." he says with a sly look on
his face and his eyes flashing at me.

I'm looking down on him with a huge grin on my face.  I take my hard dick
in hand and I guide it towards his slick hole, and push in.  It feels kind
of weird at first, but the heat and the resistance feels great and washes
the weirdness away.  I push forward, slowly.  I hear him grunt as I move
past his sphincter and am inside his chute. My god... it feels so tight.
Somehow I know to give him a moment to get used to the intrusion.  He looks
so beautiful underneath me, his eyes are closed as if in concentration.
His strong chest and abdominal's are bunched inwards and his cock is laying
flat against his stomach. His mouth is open just a bit.  I fight the urge
to go down and kiss him again.

He lets go of his knees and wraps his legs loosely around my waist.  That's
my signal, I know I can start.  I lean forward and place my hands on either
side of his head, flat on the mattress and I start to move my hips in and
out, slowly.  The sensation of his muscles flexing, the lube and his body
heat against my cock is amazing.  Henry grabs my wrists as if to anchor
himself.  After a while, I pick up the tempo.

Henry is moaning out loud and I'm so into fucking him that I barely notice
that I'm grunting out loud myself with every thrust into his body. Henry
lets go of my wrists and begins to stroke himself.  "James, take my legs
over your shoulders."  I do as he says and find myself with more leverage.
His legs are firm and feel very thick under my hands.  I remember how my ex
girlfriend would love for me to break up the tempo of my thrusts.  So I
slow down and do some long slow thrusts, and then speed up to some fast
ones.  Evidently Henry likes this change in my tempo.  "Oh yeah... Do
that." he moans out to me.

There is very little talking.  He and I are both moaning and grunting out
loud to one another.  Besides the sounds we're making, the only other noise
is that of our sweaty bodies hitting against one another and the creak of
the mattress springs.

I have no idea how long I was at it, but in time I could feel my testicles
tighten up.  I knew that I was about to come, "I'm gonna shoot."  "Don't
take it out." he says.  And then I came.  I arched my back and almost stood
straight up on my knees.  My movement is so sudden that Henry's legs would
have whipped forward if my hands weren't holding them against my body.  It
was a long gush and I began to fill him up with my seed.  I felt like I was
letting all of me into him.  I kept thrusting into him as wave after wave
of energy swept over, and out of me, and into him.

Henry continued to jerk himself off.  He was flaying himself pretty hard.
Sure enough, he came.  And boy did he cum!  Since I was still leaning over
him, some of his cum hits me in the face, the rest splattered all along his
stomach and chest.  At that point, I let his legs slide down along my sides
and I fell forward on top of him.  I could feel his warm cum all over my
chest and stomach.  Our bodies are drenched in sweat.  He let out a long,
slow exhale.  I, on the other hand, am breathing like a race horse after a
good sprint.  I leaned in and kissed him, his mouth wide open to mine.
Henry then licks his cum off of my face and swallows.  I started to soften
up and my cock slipped out of his ass.  We didn't move for a long time.  We
just laid there basking in the afterglow, as it was.

After a while I roll off of him and he looks at me, "Did you like it?  How
do you feel?"

"Liked it?  I loved it!"  He's smiling at me.  " I feel great.  God, that
was fantastic.  You were fantastic." I say as I lean over to kiss him
again.  "Was I ok?"

"Babe, you were awesome."  He called me 'babe.'  That's so cute.

By now, it was pretty late.  We didn't bother to clean up to much.  I went
into the bathroom and grabbed a towel.  We wiped each other down a little,
pulled back the sheets of the bed and laid down.  We both were still warm
from our exertion and the air conditioning made the room seem that much
colder.  I reached around and turned off the lamp on the bedside table.  He
scooted into me and we spooned.  He laid his head against my arm and I
reached around his middle and pulled him towards me.

Somehow, I didn't feel any guilt or apprehension this time.  My earlier
doubts are gone.  I don't know, everything felt... right.  I know now that
this was what I wanted.  He turned his head around and we kissed .
"Goodnight Jerry Lee."  He whispers to me with a wicked smile on his face.

"Ugh... that was so not funny!" I'm laughing to myself.  And then we
drifted off to sleep.


This was a work of fiction.  I hope you liked it.  Feel free to drop me a
line at gl247a@yahoo.com.