From: mpierce@globalserve.net (Mikey Mark)
Subject: New Story "My Cousin Luke" by MM (teen m/m, cons)
Date: Mon, 26 May 97 00:23:42 GMT
WARNING: The following text contains scenes of textual nudity and graphic sex
between consenting teenaged males. If you are offended by such material, or
are under the legal age of consent to read such material please do not read
any further. All persons and events depicted in the following story are
entirely fictitious. Any resemblance to those living or dead is purely
coincidental and a product of the author's over-active imagination.
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"My Cousin Luke"
by Mikey Mark
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I can still remember my first sexual experience as though it
happened only yesterday. Although I was but a lad of twelve at the
time, I was consciously aware of my attraction to other boys. Although
still pre-pubescent, I regularly fantasized about seeing several of my
school friends naked (I was already quite selective at the time).
It was summertime and my mom's brother was getting re-married.
All kinds of friends and family came in from out of town and our house
became a madhouse. We weren't actually hosting the wedding, but our
house became "the official" wedding guesthouse. My two sisters had to
double up and I got bumped out of my room into a tent in the backyard
for the duration. My older brother's room in the basement was safe
because my mother wouldn't dream of letting anyone to see his room, let
alone sleep in it.
We had a fairly big house, with four kids and each kid having
their own bedroom. There was also a large backyard with an inground
pool. It was totally private back there, surrounded by a six foot high
wooden fence overgrown with ivy and only bungalows for neighbours. At
the very back corner of the yard, I setup my tent under the shade of an
big old oak tree. There I waited for our guests to arrive.
My Mother's sister's family was flying in from the west coast.
They would be the first to arrive and the last to leave. They had two
kids, a girl my sister's age, and a boy named Luke who was a year older
than me. According to the house sleeping arrangements, Luke was due to
be bunked out with me in the tent. Although Luke was my cousin, I had
seen very little of him before then. Living 1,500 miles aways I suppose
might have had something to do with it.
I remembered him as quiet, dark haired and rather dour, although
that memory was already several years old at the time. When they
arrived, I could barely contain my excitement at the sight of him. He
had long dark hair that flowed down past his shoulders and he stood
a good three or four inches taller than me at the ripe old age of thirteen.
It was mid-afternoon and everyone headed for the patio beside the
pool for refreshments. I waited patiently for the inevitable suggestion
from my father: "Its pretty hot out, why don't you boys go swimming".
With that, I led Luke to "our" tent to get changed into our swim suits.
We had to go to the house to get his suitcase first, but then we
went straight out to the tent. It was a pretty big "3-man" tent. it
had a center pole and both of us could stand up inside. I already had
the place all setup with two sleeping bags laid out on air-mattresses
and small chest filled with my necessities. On a small table there was
an electric light shaped like a lantern and a radio, both powered by an
extension cord running out from the garage. There was also a small
cooler with pop, chips and pretzels.
Luke was rather cool and relaxed the whole time while I
breathlessly described to him the setup and how we would be able to
go out at night and raid the neighbor's fruit trees or go for a
midnight dip in the pool. His friendly smile and a few timely nods of
the head seemed to indicate that he was satisfied with the arrangements
I had made for our comfort and enjoyment.
With the choice of beds settled, Luke flipped open his suitcase
and began rummaging for his swim suit. Following his lead, I took off
my running shoes as slowly as I could. I didn't want to get changed
too fast and have to step out of the tent without having a chance to
see Luke naked. Luckily, Luke wasn't shy about changing in front of
his younger cousin and I got a good sight of him hopping on one leg
trying to get into his swim suit. I was messmerized by the sight of
his big bouncing cock. He had a patch of dark black pubic hair that
surrounded his thick rubbery dick and wrinkled ballsack.
Emboldened by his display of indifference to nudity, I too
stripped off my shorts and stood there naked for him to see. I tried
to hide my embarrasment, as I was still hairless and smaller in size
than he. He broke the ice by indulging in a little friendly horseplay
and pushed me over onto my sleeping bag while we both broke out
laughing. I immediately tried to "seize the opportunity" by lunging at
him naked as I was. After a minute or two of intensive grappling while
standing naked in the middle of the tent, Luke told me to hurry up and
get my suit on so we could get going. I was satisfied and excited by
the sight of him stuffing his growing erection into his swimming
trunks. My own was equally rising erection was smaller and easier
to conceal.
Back outside in the sunlight, I could once again admire his body.
He really was rather goodlooking and had a beautiful body tan,
although I could barely take my eyes off the bulge in his swim suit.
I had seen his dick once, and now it was as though I had x-ray vision
because every time I looked at Luke, I saw him as though he were
still naked. Luckily, I could easily dive into the refreshingly cool
swimming pool to chill my ever-present boyhood arousal.
After a while, several other family members joined us in the pool
and we played around for several hours. When my father the "BBQ
Chef" announced that the steaks were ready, Luke and I at last pulled
ourselves from the pool and headed to the tent to for a quick change.
Although Luke's balls appeared to have shrunk in size with the cold,
his dick still hung there exactly the same size as before. And he certainly
wasn't too shy about being naked in front of me because he stood there
facing me the whole time while he stepped out of his wet trunks and
proceded to dry his hair. I could not help but to stare at his cock
swinging wildly back and forth while he dryed his long dark hair with a
towel.
Time dragged on after dinner until it was finally time for bed.
Luke and I went out to the tent and immediately went for the stache of
pop and chips. After our feast and a check on the house, Luke and I
slipped out behind the tent and lit up two of the cigarettes that we
had stolen from our respective parents' packages. I certainly remember
feeling very cool and excited out there in the dark, smoking our
cigarettes and standing in our underwear. Being boys, we chain-smoked
two more immediately after the first.
On our third cigarette, Luke takes about two steps away, pulls
down the front of his underwear with one hand and takes a piss into the
bushes. When he finished, he turned towards me while he was still
shaking it. He caught me staring right at him and his dick. He smiled,
I smiled, and then, following his lead again, I pulled out my own
half-erect cock and began to pee into the same bush. As soon as I
finished pissing, Luke moved around behind me, whipped my underwear
down to my ankles and pushed me down on to the grass. He then rolled
up my underwear tight in a ball and threw it over the fence into the
neighbor's yard. Instead of immediately going after my underwear,
I attempted my revenge.
Considering the fact that Luke was several inches taller, heavier
and a year and a half older than me, I was surprised when I was able to
get his own underwear off so easily and threw it over the same fence he
threw mine. Now, both of us naked, we set out to recover our
underwear by climbing over the fence. Once inside the neighbor's yard,
I pointed to the plum tree in the next yard over. Without bothering to
put on our underwear, in fact quite enjoying our nakedness, we both ran
accross the yard and climbed the next fence.
After eating our fill of not quite ripe plums, we wiped our hands
on the grass and set out back over two fences to our tent. Once we
were back inside my backyard, I suggested we go for a quick dip to wash
off the plum juice. Still naked, we slipped into the pool. We didn't
stay in very long, but it was very exciting all the same. We had to be
quiet, but being naked out in the moonlight was rather intoxicating.
The night air was cool which made the pool feel quite warm. Once we
were thoroughly relaxed, we climbed out and scurried back into the
tent. This time, Luke was even more casual about drying himself. He
seemed to be trying to make sure his long hair was dry, all the while
standing above me and shaking his dick practically in my face.
Once we were dry, we slipped out again, still naked, and sat on
the grass to have another cigarette. Once that was finished, we
returned to the tent and began to wrestle. It didn't take long for me
to get a boner, and Luke made fun of me because of it. But he didn't
stop pinning me down and tickling me! Eventually I would squirm out of his
hold and we would be back to square one, but that wouldn't last long.
Standing there, panting with our exertion, I commented on his own
erection, although I didn't say anything about how much bigger and
beautiful his was than mine. Half embarrassed, Luke lunged forward
and pinned me down again. This time he pressed his hips forward
and started to slap my face with his erection. I tried to feign disgust
at his behavior but he knew that I wasn't fighting back very hard.
Eventually, Luke's dick would find its way closer and closer to my
face as we wrestled in the tent. With his hardness pressed up against
my skin, all resistance in me melted away and I opened my mouth. That
was what Luke was going for all along and he cried out in a combined
moan of victory and pleasure.
Within a few minutes of humping my mouth and me trying not to choke,
Luke let loose with a load of hot cream that damn near drowned me. I
swallowed about half of it before I knew what hit me. When Luke started
twitching around, his dick slipped out of my mouth and the last part of his
orgasm leaked out all over my face.
From then on, my cousin took every opportunity that he could to
stick is beautiful cock in my face and I never once objected. He's
married with a couple of young kids of his own and I haven't sucked
him off for a couple of years now, but the memory of that first time with my
cousin Luke still gives me a boner.