Date: Sat, 11 Jan 2014 11:24:09 -0600
From: Kevin Turnbow <kebo_t@outlook.com>
Subject: my cutest cousin 2

My Cutest Cousin 2

My cousin Matt and I were just some of the people invited to Washington
D.C..  Our uncle was being sworn in as a Congressman.  It turned out to be
an interesting few days.  The ceremony was the worst part for me and Matt.
Standing around in suits and looking nice and clean for hours was not on
the same page as the definition of fun.  We wanted back in the hotel, even
if the pool was closed due to cold weather.  Our moms tried to get us into
the smallest number of rooms as they could.  We were used to sleeping in
sleeping bags on the floor and places like that.  The hotel manager caught
on and made us get more rooms.  It worked out better for us.  We had two
good cousins with us now in our room.

As we walked about the Mall, we started seeing a lot of Pennsylvania Dutch
boys , and families, or Quakers.  We walked past one wall where there had
to be 2 dozen boys were sitting.  About half of them all looked alike,
blondish hair that was kind of a mess, round faces and freckles.  It looked
like one of each size and age.  There were other boys in the group.  Very
cute boys. Dark hair and eyes.  I was told they looked smokey, I wouldn't
argue with that.

Matt and my cousins were not shy about meeting people and they got into a
conversation with those boys.  They were there on a school trip.  They even
got to ride on a bus rather than taking a buggy.  When you get that close,
you notice that Quaker boys have a particular scent to them.  It's a little
clean like soap, but very earthy.  The smell of horse and cows was also in
the air.  And I don't know if they get circumcised but all smelled like the
boys I knew who didn't quite keep it all clean.  I liked the scent.

Over the next couple of days, we ran into them several times.  Both groups
seemed to enjoy tormenting each other.  One of the topics had come from one
of the older cousins who hadn't made it on that trip.  It was his first
year in college and he hung out at the library a lot.  He checked out or
stole a book about sexual deviants.  It was chapter after chapter of some
study that some college had done.  One of the chapters was about rural
boys.  It claimed that over 80% of boys who lived on a farm would have sex
with some farm animal by the time they were adults.  I could understand the
dog licking your balls, especially if you smeared peanut butter on your
balls.

When we read that stat in the book, the cousins laughed and made fun of the
country boys.  And then here are the cousins and a whole group of country
boys.  The pump was primed and the tormenting on that little known fact
took off.  And they countered that city boys beat off all the time and even
do it together.  There wasn't one cousin who could dispute that with a
straight face.  I just kept wondering what a Quaker boy looked like in just
his hat.

I just kept thinking about the fantasy of being with the Quaker boys, out
on their farm and taking the place of one of their animals and getting
jacked off by them.  And it carried over that night when we were in the
hotel room.  My cousin Matt and I were sharing with cousins just a little
bit younger than us.  Over the years, all four of us had been involved in
all the dirty talk and some of the playing around.  The safety and solitude
of the hotel room was offering some exciting possibilities.  Matt and I had
experienced things while being separated from the rest of the family by not
much more than a sheet hung in the door way.  And all four of us had played
the naughty games with a whole room full of other boy cousins.  It wasn't
like we had just started all the messing around.

Arnie and Nicky were good looking guys.  They both had the long hair that
was in fashion, covering their ears, swept over on their forehead, and
making a nice curve in the back.  The blow dryers in the morning following
showers whined and heated up the room until all our hair was puffy and
stylish.  I loved the look of all four of us with no shirt, arms up, pits
exposed and showing a little bit of hair, and concentrating on just their
hair.

Arnie was the shortest but the heaviest.  He wasn't fat but well fed.  That
is an inside joke actually.  He had a little roll of fat around his belly.
And just above his dick was just enough fat that it puffed out.  It matched
the area where his pubes were growing.  That was the first time I saw pubes
on him.  And the first time I saw him with balls that hung down.  I knew he
was going to have hairy balls, he had a bunch on them already.  His dick
was about 4 inches and it looked small on him.  And his scar from being cut
was all jagged.  I would believe that it was his dad who cut him with a
steak knife.  There was such a difference in color from the pink behind his
head to the scar to the dark part that went to his belly.  I know I
shouldn't say any dick was small.  He had more than I did until puberty hit
me.  I went from nub to a decent sized dick.  The time prior to this was
the first time that Arnie saw the new edition of my dick and he was the
first person to compliment it.

Nicky was called Blond Nicky.  I had so many cousins and uncles named Nick
or Nicky that we had to do something.  And the thing that amazed me was his
blond, almost clear pubes.  He had more than it looked like when he was on
the other side of the room.  When I got close enough to see all the whispy
blond pubes, I also got small enough to smell his crotch.  It was musky and
sweaty.  And a little nasty smell in there too.  Nicky was limp when I
first got that good look but in just a few heartbeats he was hard and his
dick had an amazing curve to it.  Light pink from base to tip.  And a set
of balls that hung so low that I wondered how he got his pants on.  I think
he had to have stuffed his balls way back between his legs.

We were sitting cross-legged between the two beds.  It was like that
offered an additional layer of privacy, and it just felt naughtier.  We
were in just undies.  Just good ol' tighty-whities.  Mine were so thin that
there wasn't hiding the fact that I had some nice thick pubes.  Matt and I
described what we had done but without saying it was us doing it.  We got
to the part about dicks rubbing together and I wouldn't get past that
point.  We talked Arnie and Nicky into rubbing their undies together but
then I told them I wanted to show them the right way.  I made them pull
their undies down to their knees and then scoot up.  I reached out and with
just fingers held Arnie's dick.  Oh man!  You would have thought I had held
him down and tickled his pits and feet all at the same time.  I had some
fun playing around doing that.  I intentionally held his dick to make it
tickle or at least to make him laugh.  When he has just about mastered the
ability not to pull back or laugh uncontrollably, I did a little something
that I had learned from an older cousin.  I tickled the underside of his
dick head.  His face looked like he was being jacked off.

Then I told Nicky to let me see his dick.  He flashed me quickly and
laughed.  I had to explain that I need his dick in my hand.  He laughed too
when I touched it.  I was amazed at how stiff it was and how hard it was to
try to straighten it out.  Then I pulled them closer together, using their
dicks as handles, or really as leashes.  Then with all three of us shaking,
I put their dicks together.  I pressed their dick heads together and to my
surprise, a big drop of precum appeared.  Not sure which one, neither one
claimed that they could make precum.  More shaking and more getting closer
together.  And Matt had each one by the butt.  I held both dicks in one
hand and Matt moved them back and forth using the butt as a handle.  It
went from giggling, to sexy laughing, to breathing hard.  I think we could
have made both of them cum but Matt wanted in on it.

Matt pulled off his undies all the way and grabbed mine as he leaned back.
Ours looked so big compared to Arnie's and Nicky's.  I thought it was so
cool that I could even think that.  Matt moved us all around, got rid of
all undies and told me to show Nicky how. Nicky was pressed against the bed
and I lined up with him, face to face. Matt had Arnie in the same position.
And I became very aware of the bonus of that position; Matt and I were
smashing butts together.  That felt nice and soft.

Matt and I started grinding.  My balls were getting in on it but not sure
if Nicky's ever got into the grind.  It didn't matter if it was dick on
dick, the grinding was working. Nicky kept looking at me and mostly we just
smiled.  When I started feeling my cum build, his face also got serious.  I
was grinding a little bit harder and paying more attention to what parts
were matching up.  Then Matt started to fuck like a rabbit. His hips were
going so fast that the three of us just tried to hang on.  It felt great to
me.  Butt smashing on one side and dick grinding on the other.  Nicky
started making noise like he was going to cum and I concentrated so much to
try to cum about the same time.  I ended up being the first.  My hot cum
hit Nicky and he yelled out like he wasn't expecting that.

He was saying, "oh my god, is that your cum?  Is that your cum? Did you
cummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" and with that he cumed so hard and fast that I could
even hear it shoot out.

Arnie sounded completely out of control as he was just making noise and
then he just held his breath as he unloaded.  Matt encouraged him, telling
Arnie that he was shooting a good load.

Matt put his butt into yet another gear and was grinding as fast as he
could.  The slapping sound was really funny to listen to.  It took me a
second to realize that some of the slapping was our butts hitting together.
Matt growled and told us that he was cuming.  Arnie was grunting each time
Matt made a thrust forward.  Matt laughed a little when he was done, then
it got completely quiet.  And I was really smelling all the scents.  The 4
cums were great but there was all the sweat and musk.

Nobody moved for a little bit, it was actually me and Matt who started to
rub our butts together. We might have stayed that way but Arnie said he had
to move.  I looked around and he was pushed almost all the way under the
bed.  It took a little effort to get untangled.  When Matt tugged on my
balls, I followed him into the bathroom.  We came out with warm wet wash
clothes and towels.  With Nicky and Arnie flat on their bed, we washed
their bellies and crotches.  I could tell it felt great.  Nicky laid there
and let me wash whatever I wanted to.  He said the hot towel felt
fantastic.  I had the thought that if there was such a thing, I wanted a
job that washed crotches!

Matt and I slept in each other's arms that night, naked and with as much of
him touching me as I could get.



Thanks for reading.  I hope it was good and interesting.

Kebo_t@outlook.com