Lord Orochimaru

The RV itself was nothing special. It was a relic of the late 1970s with its wood paneling, plaid pullout couch, and matching curtains. The green carpeting was worn bare from all the games we played in there as kids. The RV hadn’t been used in decades, and just sat parked near the farm house. Grandma blamed it on a new transmission that cost too much.

My cousin Mark had been my constant companion during all those summers I stayed with Grandma. He was older and a little wiser. The big brother I never had. When he would visit during those summers, Grandma would let us spend all day and night in that RV. It kept us out of her hair and from running amok on the farm.

We started fucking when I turned eighteen. Mark pretended to do the honorable thing by waiting for me to be legal, but I suspected he just didn’t want to land his ass in jail. We both had wanted it a long time before that. So after grandma made me a big dinner and a cake on the day I turned eighteen, Mark and I retired to the RV.

In the privacy of our special place, Mark kissed me softly, removed my clothes piece by piece, and then deflowered my virgin hole with his big cock. He had fucked only some random pussy before then, so it was a first time of sorts for both of us. That night feels like such a blur thinking back on it now, but I’ll never forget the feeling of Mark cumming inside me — his thick load warming me from within — as he softly whispered that he loved me.

It’s not the fact that we are cousins who are in love that would shock our conservative family — it’s that we’re gay. We live in a part of the Bible Belt where there’s little tolerance for guys like us. Knowing how the family would react, we kept our love a secret — something only to be shared during those long summer nights in the RV. It wasn’t ideal, but we made it work. Until last summer.

Mark had news on the day he arrived. He had gotten engaged to a girl in his hometown —Eloise, the preacher’s daughter. Mark’s parents, my aunt and uncle, had pretty much forced him into it. I’m certain they could see the signs — a twenty-two-year-old man who shows little interest in girls yet is enamored with his eighteen-year-old male cousin. They knew. Mark had come down to the farm for just the night to break the news about his upcoming marriage to Eloise, and to give me a proper goodbye. So, of course, we fucked.

Mark fucked me in the RV that night with an unparalleled intensity. “God I love being inside you,” he kept saying as he pounded my hole. Mark let out a cry mixed with joy and sorrow as I felt his big cock pulsing inside me, his load filling me up — likely for the last time.

We flipped over on that old, plaid pullout couch so that I was resting upon him. His muscular arms were around me as he held me tight and stroked my back. The only sound between us was our breathing.

I thought Mark had fallen asleep, so I was startled when he spoke, saying firmly and with conviction, “One day I’m gonna get the damn transmission fixed on this RV, and you and I are gonna drive off together and never look back.” I kissed him, for it was a beautiful pipe dream, and then fell asleep in his arms.

When I awoke the next day, Mark was already gone — on his way to his new life with his soon-to-be bride Eloise, I assumed. I felt wretched and didn’t want to leave the sanctity of the RV, but Grandma called me to breakfast insistently.

“Mark was certainly up early this morning,” Grandma spoke as I sat down to a plate of her flapjacks. I nodded, trying to swallow my pain.

“He said he was going to town to see about a new transmission for the RV,” Grandma shared, fixing me with a smile. I stared at her in frozen disbelief, unable to speak.

“Can you imagine?” she continued. “I don’t know why he’d want to get that old bucket of bolts running after all these years.”

Yippee

This was a whole Night of Drawing and I´m totally finished now, cause I really wanted to finish them till Valentines Day !

I turn around my head slightly to see him grabbing and stroking his crotch, seeing the outline of his cock getting harder and harder. At this point I grab my cheeks and pull them apart showing him my tight hole ready to be plowed. He starts to tease me, rimming my hole, spitting on it to get ready for his thick member.

He fingers me, first with one then two then three, he knows am in heat and knows I will do anything to get it. He continues to tease me just to hear me moan and beg for his cock. He undoes his pants I can hear the belt unbuckle and the zip being pulled down and sound of his pants being taken off.

He teases me more knowing he gets more pleasure from the psychological side of it, knowing in his in full control of me. He rubs his hard cock between my cheeks once again teasing me and to have me beg. He eventually pushes his cock into my hole slowly so I feel every inch of it going deeper and deeper.

The ecstasy of a raw cock going deep inside of me is hard to describe, my cock dripping with pre-cum but he doesn't care about that he only came for one thing, to fuck me. He starts by slowly pulling in and out, letting it slip out so I feel empty then slowly thrust it back making me feel full.

His cock deep inside now and he starts to pick up the pace slapping my ass cheeks as he does. I pull my cheeks wider apart allowing him more access, arching my back to present all of my cunt to his massive cock.

At this point he is holding nothing back as he plows away at my pussy calling me whore, faggot and slut. I am screaming in ecstasy I am in heaven. He keeps going and going, the sound of his thrusts causing his balls to slap my ass, he is in control and giving him to his basic, lustful instincts.

Then I feel his pace increase further and without any warning he unleashes his cum. It's so warm inside of me, his cock still hard and continues to fuck my ass until his balls are completely empty. I hear the sound of the pop as his cock leaves my used ass, he doesn't say a word at this point he just smacks my ass hard puts his pants back on and leaves.

I remember one time I just finished a session at the gym I headed to the showers to get cleaned up. There was a guy in the locker and he watched me come in, we saw each other and just came a simple nod to each other.

I was getting out of my gym clothes I felt his eyes sharing me even though I couldn’t see him as I had my back to him. I wrapped my towel around my waist and walked to the shower, I could hear him walking behind me but not so close it looked suspicious.

I got into a empty shower which are quite big, as I stepped in and started to close the door he put his foot in the way to stop it. He pushed me inside and we were both naked in the booth “the moment you came into the locker room I knew you were a dirty faggot so don’t waste time and get on your knees and start working my cock” he said.

I was shocked by also I was filthy slut so I knew it was nature to give into dominant men, he turned on the shower and I got on my knees. His cock was so tasty and his balls were still sweaty from his workout, the water dripping all over us, he was moaning so I knew I was doing a good job, “wow I knew you were faggot” he said as I deep throated his now 9 inch cock.

I licked and sucked his thick balls, then picked me up and told me me to rim his hole. Even though we had been in the shower his ass was sweaty and smelt of a real man. He grabbed my head and shoved it deeper into his thick ass, my cock was so hard. He then grabbed me and pinned me against the wall and used soap and water to finger me then he didn’t waste time and inserted his 9 inch cock inside of my pussy, by god it felt amazing and he knew how to work it.

One night I was feeling so horny it was unbearable, I checked on a cruising site I knew of cruising spot nearby. I got myself cleaned out and then I headed out with my bottle of poppers, it was under bridge part of town with a canal running through and it was quiet at that time and the only people who are there are men looking for sex.

I arrived and it was quiet with no one around, the sounds of the traffic above me. I stood and leaned against the wall, I took a quick hit from my poppers and at this point my cock was already hard and my ass was twitching and I had a jock on allowing easy access.

After about 5 mins I saw guy approaching from the left hand side and saw me and stopped, I saw him and he was skinhead in jeans and black jacket. He saw me stroking my cock through my trousers and I saw him doing the same. I turned around and arched my back, just pulling my trousers slightly to just expose my ass in my jock.

He came towards me and inserted his in my trousers rubbing in between my ass crack, making twitch. I took another sniff from my poppers and soon as the high hit I pulled my pants just past my ass, he applied some spit to both my ass, rubbing it between my cheeks and around my pussy. I continued to hear the traffic but I could still hear the sound of his zipper, he pulled out his and rubbed it between my cheeks, I felt his pre-cum.

“What are you waiting for? My cunt needs a good fucking?” I said, he needed no further incentive and he slowly pushed his thick 7 inch cock into my hole. It still struggled to take it but he was determined to keep going and soon I felt the full girth of his manhood deep inside me.

He went wild just pounding my ass, I kept sniffing on my poppers getting as high as possible. He wanted to make sure we didn’t get caught, just rammed and rammed until he flooded my cunt with his cum. He pulled out smacked my ass and rezipped his pants and just walked off, I knew I wasn’t done so I headed to the woods where I knew some action took place.