Date: Wed, 18 Feb 2015 08:27:35 +0000
From: boy racer <boy-driver@hotmail.com>
Subject: Lucas and his boys - 01

1 - The beginning

When I was a kid, I would rarely spend January in São Paulo where I
lived. My family liked to travel to my father's town where he was raised
and spend some summer days away from the clogged streets, overcrowded
subways and all the chaos inherent to living in a city that big.

My parents have always been what you may call workaholics and therefore I
was pretty much alone most of the time. You see, they both worked for a big
corporate bank, mom as an exec in finances and pa as an in-house lawyer. I
never really had reason to complain about their absence since I always had
all I wanted.

By the way, I haven't introduced myself: My name is Lucas, but everyone
calls me Luke...

This whole traveling-to-the-country-thing worked just fine to all of us: My
folks could pull their extremely long hours without feeling guilty at all
for leaving me all by myself in our apartment, instead they would dump me
about 350 kilometers away. I would have the freedom of the small city, they
wouldn't freak out about violence and crimes, kidnapping, because there
were none, and I could hang out with my cousin, who was more like an older
brother to me, as I was like the lil bro he didn't have.

I was 14, would turn 15 in a few weeks, and I was still a virgin. I had
only kissed some girls, but long story short, I was almost 97% sure that
boys were my thing.

I first noticed boys were cute when I was 12, even before I kissed a
girl. I used to watch porn on the internet and paid more attention to the
guys' cocks than to the girls. The following year, when I turned 13 I was
certainly more interested in the boys on the internet since I began
watching the gay stuff. I did have a lot of thoughts about my school
buddies.

My best friend, Alex, is a guy I've known since forever. We study together
since I can remember, and he was one of the boys I dreamed I could
have. Even though we had lots of sleepovers, either in my place or his, I
never really tried anything to not risk our friendship, you know what I
mean, right?

I didn't try, but I said nothing about not looking. In our sleepovers, I
could manage to see him in his undies 'cause that's how he slept. On one
situation, I got the most intense sex-like thing ever (at the time): Alex's
brother, Sandro, who's older than we are, had to sleep in his younger
brother's room when I too was sleeping there, for his room was being
remodeled or something. I knew Sandro but it never really crossed my mind
that he slept naked. I woke up early as always, and when I looked at him
sleeping in the mattress on the floor I saw that amazing morning wood, that
beautiful cock.

I kept looking for quite some time, until he showed signs of waking
up. Then he got to the bathroom and, unaware I was up already, showered
with the door left open. That was quite a show! From the bed I was, I could
see the entire bathroom and Sandro put out no ordinary show, this was like
great, and included him jerking off and shooting a huge load. All I know is
that I became a huge fan of his and he became recurrent 'guest star' in my
jerking off fantasies...

Last January then, when we traveled to my dad's town, I realized how many
cute boys are friends with my cousin, and my cousin too is pretty cute. I,
of course, didn't try anything to act on those feelings I'd been having
although on the day before I was going to come back to São Paulo, my
cousin John brought over a porn for us to watch, and just like that I
jerked off with him. I mean, in the same room...To me, that was a huge
advance to the 'nothing' I'd been having up until then. Too bad it happened
only the day before I had to go back. I hope we can catch back from where
we stopped.

Few days after we got back home I turned 14. No party was thrown to me, my
mom managed to buy a cake, which she, Alex, and I devoured, even before dad
arrived from work. Then when our classes started I went back to my sad
reality of admiring the boys, my best friend included, and not getting
any. The image of my cousin stroking his cock made me shoot loads after
loads. It was almost like a ritual, after school when I got home, I would
jerk off thinking about one of the guys in school, some boy I saw on the
subway. It seemed I would have boners at all times, including the most
embarrassing moments. It's a good thing that our school locker room has
individual shower heads all separated by stalls, so I can shower after
sports without worrying too much about hiding my boners.

There was one pool birthday party at the beginning of second semester and
most of the guys attended to, right before Alex got a girlfriend. Turns out
I had to stay in the water most of the time because of all the guys got
half naked, and you can imagine what I was like. I had to do a lot of mind
training thinking about ugly things, old teachers, and I confess, I even
thought of pussies and old ladies boobs, so I could convince my cock it was
its 'rest time'.

On previous years, my family would visit the family more often during the
year, so I never spent a whole year without seeing my cousin John... But
this year my dad received one big promotion that had him working almost
every Saturday and even some Sundays as well. So whenever he was out of the
bank, he was pretty wasted to think of visiting the only relatives he has
left in life.

All I thought as we hit the road was: how was my cousin. It'd been almost a
year since we last saw each other and although we talk on the internet,
it's not the same feeling actually 'being' with the person.

My cousin's name is João, but I find the English version 'John' easier
to write, so... he's John.

John is one year and some days older than me, so at the time he was 16 and
he was taller than me (6'0'' him, 5'6'' me), his body was built up better
than mine... Ok, now I must say it right: I'm thin, didn't work out then,
nor was I very fond with sports (of any kind). Don't get me wrong, I like
sports, I just wasn't born with ability to play none of them. The only
thing I could do right was swimming, but I was lazy and always chose to be
just dipped in the water instead of actually swimming, like from here to
there, or whatever it is...

So, my cousin is taller, had muscles in his body that you could identify by
looking, as someone that lives a healthier life for living in a relatively
small town where people usually exercise more. I say relatively because
there are 50 thousand other people in his city, which compared to São
Paulo is much like 'a village'.

John also, as I remembered him, was pretty cute. It's impossible he got
ugly in a year. Or is it?

I anxiously waited for this travel because I had always been very close to
John, he was like a brother I didn't see everyday and I was half-hoping to
'score' something with him, even if it was just a peek of him naked, or
jerking off, whatever... Since I figured out I was gay and reluctantly
admitted it to myself, I'd been 'learning' a lot with erotic stories
involving cousins, porn on internet... I'd realized that you could get a
nice chance to get yourself some fun with a friend or a cousin and, since I
was too chicken to try anything with my best friend, Alex, I hoped that
with John, things could take place.

We finally arrived! Three and half hours in a car is not really fun but is
more than adequate If you want to sleep.

Poor dad, me and ma sleep easily and he then gets 'alone and neglected' for
the driving.

Oh my god! My uncle and aunt are the standard of the 'cutie' family. The
pattern all uncles and aunts in the world should follow! They're nice,
welcoming, always have great food waiting (as I'm home alone a lot, you can
only imagine the kind of food I end up eating. I still wonder how I keep
thin, out of the amount of frozen-microwaved food I endure).

MY COUSIN, oh my, oh my, oh my... I think I'd pass out! ***Ok, overreacting
A LOT.***

My cousin was more than the 'cutie' I remembered from last year! He was
even taller, his voice had changed a lot, his hair was better now and... Ok
you see why I desperately needed to get laid?

My hormones were basically taking control of me. A coup d'état was being
planned inside my body to attach me to next penis I could grab!

I thought: this has to be the summer! I have to do something, or I'm gonna
blast...

While we made small talk with the family I was having a hard time trying
not to drool all over my cousin which was being so friendly and 'the big
cousin' he'd always been to me.

Evening came and the 'whole big happy family' ate pizza for dinner and
afterwards the adults went to the front porch, that extended to the entire
front of the house to talk about their favorite subjects: the dads loved
talking about soccer, their childhood, politics, economy. My dad was a bank
lawyer and my uncle, accountant for a big industry in the town, so you get
the vibe of their conversation... The moms, on the other hand, rarely chose
to talk about their jobs, as gossip over tv stars could be heard, the
obvious talk about the latest face-lifting invented that, of course, would
make their faces look life baby ass. My mom played the absurd scene of even
talking about recipes she would hardly ever prepare.

Both my dad and my uncle also enjoyed their smoke. I once heard they
started smoking when they were like 13... Well, it was a big thing when
they where young, now people seem to basically ashamed of being
smokers. But not my father and uncle. They were proud representatives of
the Marlboro Men.

John and I stayed in the living watching a movie but soon decided we would
head to bed. We both agreed that even if our parents talked till dawn they
wouldn't have covered half the subjects they piled in a year.

Same thing for us!

My aunt had set a mattress right beside John's bed but it seemed I wouldn't
use it, we kept talking, laughing, really just doing the catching up, I
felt like we wouldn't sleep at all. Eventually at some point I felt
exhausted and declared I was going to bed, and this time I meant it. We
laughed in unison as this was obviously a lie. In the first night we
usually talked through the night.

I stripped off my shorts and t-shirt and kept only my briefs and quickly
took my place on the mattress as my cousin followed. It's a good thing I
had pulled the sheets over my body because John stripped naked right in
front of me with his THING hanging three feet away from my eyes.

I got hard instantly and, wow that was a view! His cock was big when
soft. Well bigger than mine, at least. I had no idea about the size nor I
was worried (what virgin would be?) His balls were bigger than mine also
and he had a good amount of pubic hair while I had almost
nothing... Needless to say I didn't just catch a glimpse of his cock, I
stared unashamedly and probably hungrily at it, for this was the first time
I was seeing a cock other than mine like that, for real. I'd seen many
cocks, but all of them over the internet.

He didn't say or comment anything but I was well aware I had looked at it
way too much more than I intended. I took my time looking at his
cock,before he turned the light off, and then clicked on the bedside lamp.

"You sleep naked, John?"

"Most nights. Especially when it's THIS hot... What bout you?"

"Hm... Sometimes..."

"I dunno why wear anything with this temperature. If I were you I'd be
naked by now."

"It's just that almost always I sleep naked I wake up, like... wet... You
know?

"Oh, you mean like those wet dreams?"

"Yea, I guess, everybody talks about those wet dreams, but I never really
remember them, I just get all wet, sticky..."

"It happens bro, especially if you don't take care of it before
sleeping..."

"What you mean?"

"Shoot a load... You do that, right?"

"Yea, well, I do..." I thought: and I do A LOT.

"So, normally when you shoot before going to bed, those dreams tend to
happen less... So you won't wake up wet... Although I kinda like it."

"The wet and sticky thing?"

"Yeah.."

That conversation wasn't helping send away my erection. My cousin seemed to
have all the dirty talk of the year prepared to be discharged now...

"So, Luke, have you unloaded today?"

"Huh... I... No, I haven't..."

"Oh, so I have to worry about you getting the mattress wet..."

"Oh shut up dude... Plus I'm not sleeping naked."

"C'mon man... It's way too hot to wear underwear. You have to be free. And
free you cock. Let it be free like mine."

I had already jerked off while I took a shower, but I thought best say I
hadn't.

"And you?"

"What?"

"Have you unloaded? Or I have to worry about you wetting the bed and
spilling some over here?"

"Haha, I shot a load earlier on, but you know, I might just shoot
again. And you're right, If I do shot a load, you might get a few drops..."

"Gross!"

"It is not! All guys do it..."

"Yea, well, but not 'get the drops' part, right..."

He laughed and I laughed too, maybe a bit too loud.

"Shit Luke, I think we should lower our voices a bit".

"Yea, you're right. Or maybe we should talk closer, you know, so we can
understand each other without much noise..."

"You're right..." He said that and climbed down to the mattress... "Make
room to your cousin, dude."

John did really came down to share the mattress with me, stark naked. What
was he doing? I had to hold myself not to totally grab his dick!

"Say, Luke, are you a virgin?"

Oh shit, the dreaded question... By the speed I was moving when it came to
sex before tonight, I thought I would be a virgin for another 14 years...

"Well... I am... Are you?"

"No more... Last year I had a lot going for me..."

As he said that I noticed the grabbed and squeezed his cock, but I didn't
dare to look.

"John, do you still watch porn? I remember before I went home last year you
brought one for us to watch, and we... ended up jerking off..."

"That was good, wasn't that?"

I swallowed my saliva... I had no idea how I should respond? Yeah John,
it's been making me cum ever since?

"Yeah, that was fun..."

"You ever do that with somebody else?"

"No, John, I told you, I'm virgin..."

"Never even jerked off with your friends from school?"

"No... Have you?" (a bit surprised).

"Well... Not all the girls are that easy to go to bed with a guy right
away..."

"Yea, sure..."

"So when us bros feel like horny, sometimes we help each other..."

WHAAAAT???? Was that it I was listening to?

Was it my dream coming true? I had to hear it for sure...

"I think I didn't get it John..."

"It's like a secret society, a brotherhood of sorts..."

"Seems kinda fun..."

"Yes it is..."

"So what do you guys do?"

"That's the good part. You do whatever you feel like. You know, since you
don't go around telling anyone what happens in private... You do whatever
you wanna do to relief yourself, to help a brother out..."

"Very interesting... Liked it very much..."

"For an example now... We could help each other 'unload' if you'd like..."

"Just like that?"

"Yeah, if you want..."

"I do..."

Of course I did. I dreamed about it over a year now...

"You sure, Luke?"

"Yes, totally... Considering it'll be a secret, I'm fine..."

So without further ado, John just 'felt' my rock hard cock and slowly
pulled down my briefs.

"Your dick's got a lot bigger than last year, Luke." I didn't remember he'd
looked at my cock that time.

"You think it's a good size?"

"Yes... Pretty nice..." Said him as he started rubbing ever so gently my
boy parts...

I was laid flat on my back and John as very close to me laid on the left
side of his body, his naked body actually touching mine...

I thought I was to jerk him off at the same time he was doing me, so I
reached for his cock, only to have my hand taken away...

"Relax horny boy, we have plenty of time for you to make it up to me... For
now you will just let loose, coz I'll give you a very nice treat... Oh boy,
you've grown a pretty nice cock..."

"Well, for what it's worth, I think yours is way much bigger..."

"It is, but it means nothing... What is important is how much fun we can
have with it..."

I could see a grin on his face. I smiled and did as I was told. He grabbed
my cock firmly again and started slowly, like he was 'getting to know' my
cock, then massaged my balls. He had a look on his face I couldn't
describe, and he was acting as it was something very special... As for me,
all along I was feeling extremely happy for what was happening. As John
worked up my cock, he was intuitively increasing speed, and I gotta tell
you, he did stroke my meat so strongly as opposed when he began. He was
determined to make me have a great time.

Some minutes passed and I lost track of it, it might as well have been 5 or
20 minutes and at a point my breath became so heavy he

knew I was about to cum, so he just stopped, much to my dismay...

"Why'd you stop?"

 He laughed shortly

"My hands are getting numb, Luke..."

"Oh...."

"And, on top of that, I wanna make it last longer..."

"Why? It's so amazing I was about to cum..."

"Exactly... I'm loving it so much, I wanna have more out of you..."

Gee, I didn't know if it was a good or bad thing the fact he wanted me to
last longer before cumming. I wanted it already! And, of course, I'm always
gonna have more for another round. Am I right?

He spit on his hand to get a better lubrication then grabbed ahold my cock
head... And started some screwin-like movement on my cock head. It was so
sensitive that when he did that I almost jumped. I was like cramped all
over my muscles or shock waves through my body.

It was so crazy I asked him to stop and go back to 'traditional' jerking...

I thought it was incredible that John would keep on jerking me with the
same 'go-for-it' attitude for that long. If I were him, I'd be tired by
now. He told me he was going to give me a nice treat and he did that
indeed. Totally worth it.

I was only laid there on the mattress being jerked off, which meant I was
not really exercising, but I was basically drowning in my sweat and clearly
I couldn't wait much longer to let out my load...

"John... I'm gonna... Cum..."

"Awesome, dude... Now let me have it."

When you're beating you meat, you know the speed and intensity you should
apply. When there's another hand on your said 'meat' you totally lose
control, so I had John stroking intensely my cock and now I was definitely
going to cum.

Said and done. I let fly out the strongest shot I'd ever had. It was the
most extreme cum shooting experience of my life till that day.

I really mean it. The first spurt landed on my chin! John just kept on
stroking as if he was unaware he'd already taken care of the job. There was
more cum spilling over my body. Now I was with cum over my stomach,
chest... My hot cousin litteraly 'milked' my cock until it dropped the last
amount, more liquid-like, on John's hand... That was AMAZING...

It was hard to catch my breath back. John cleaned the cum on my chin and
sort of 'spread' what I had over my stomach and my chest. Seriously, he did
like it messy. It felt sticky but I didn't complain...

My instinct was to reach over him and plant a wet kiss on him. I almost
did... but I had a second thought. You know, up until then, he was leading
the way, so I chose to go with his flow on this one... Maybe he didn't like
kissing and if I tried, things might be awkward...

Oh, whatever, I tend to 'overthink' things...

I rest my head over his chest and looked up to John as he locked his arms
around my body...

"You got pretty quiet, Luke..."

"I'm... I have no words to be said... Just loved it. Every moment of it."

"I know I loved to do it to you, now if you liked it, even better..."

"And now this, being in your arms... Feels good."

"It certainly does..."

"You do that to your buddies too?"

"You ask a lot of questions, don't you?"

He said that, but with a smile on his face...

"Sorry John..."

"Don't worry, silly thing... Just making fun of you"

"O-kay.."

"But to answer your question, when with my buddies I don't have this kind
of closeness..."

"Why not?"

"Because we get together only to satisfy our crazy needs, you know? And
that don't happen very often..."

"So is it awkward to be like this with me?"

"No... Not at all... Because with you it's different, you're family, like a
younger brother..."

"I get it..."

This conversation was getting nowhere, and frankly I was interested on his
cock, that I was feeling pretty hard against my back. Up until now, he had
me shoot my load, I still was craving for actually 'handling' his thing.

"You know what?" I asked him, on a sudden change of subject.

"What?"

I turned to face him, and before saying anything, got please with the sight
of his strong, firm body, suddenly realizing I was just spooning with a
very hot handsome guy with a great cock...

"We're here, I'm in your arms after you got me pretty wasted... Now I think
I recovered enough of my strength to do what I dream of doing since last
year..."

"Which is?"

"Pretty much do this..."

As I said that I just grabbed on to his pulsing cock. Just holding it I
looked at my cousin's face and he told me "Go for it, big boy.."

I started on John's balls with one hand, massaging, slightly squeezing them
while I rubbed his cock, admiring its length and thickness. It smelled like
dick, I supposed, but it was a smell that was so envolving that got me hard
back again. I stroked his cock intensely and so passionately, like he'd
done to me before. The feeling of my hands on his pubic hair was great, I
wonder how would that feel if I had that pole all the way inside of me...

I changed position, kneeling on a t shape next to him so I could work that
thing out all the way through.

Unfortunately to me, John didn't last that long to shoot his load,
certainly because of all that happened before, he was pretty much 'pent up'
and when he shot, his juice hit me right on the face, given I was really up
close to that cock, in complete awe of that delicious piece of boy meat.

"Wow, you were good, Luke..." Said John still trying to pick up pace of his
breathing...

"Was I?"

"Sure thing... Come on over..."

I came close to him and he removed his sperm with his index off my cheek,
and he promptly put it into my mouth.

Damn! I wasn't waiting for that! I licked his finger and savoured his boy
juice. That wasn't completely new to me, since I'd tried quite a few times
jerking off upside down, trying to shoot right into my mouth which I never
accomplished as inteded, I had it over my face, my shoulder, my chest. On
those attempts I would taste my own cum. John's cum on my face was way
better...

"How'd you like the taste of my cum?"

I grinned, so devishly and went right back.

"Delicious... The smell of your cock on my hands makes me horny all over
again."

"Easy on that little guy... We'll have lots of fun... Now I think we should
get some sleep."

"So, you'll climb up to your bed?"

"What do you want?"

"I'd like you to sleep here with me..."

"Why?"

"Dunno... Just think I enjoyed being in your arms after you jerked me..."

"I may wake up pretty hard."

"Then I think it's my job to take care of that, right?"

"You horny thing..."

He began tickling me and we rolled over ourselves but finally ended up laid
together, I had my butt pressed against his crotch, and his arms were
involving me.

What a great way to sleep. And to start my vacations. Couldn't wait till
the morning, I made my cousin come right now and was already thinking of
his morning wood. I could totally get his entire load on my mouth, instead
of just a small spurt that landed on my face...

My cousin slept in no time, leaving me there on his arms...

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It sure did run a bit too long, but I started writing and the memories kept
coming back... Those were good days...