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It all started with these supplements our friend recommended us. Promotes higher brain cognition, natural production of testosterone, faster cell regeneration. He said it was great at the start of the season. Helped him bounce back from our long practices and he felt like he’d put on muscle faster once he’d started taking them.

Seeing as my cousin Dylan and I were both suffering through the same brutal practices, it seemed like a great idea. They weren’t terribly pricey either. So we got some and started taking them daily.

The thing our friend didn’t tell us was that the supplements would make us ridiculously horny.

It started with us jacking together. We were on our way to the dorms after practice, and we started talking about how the supplements were working for us. I’m not sure who brought it up, but talking about how horny the supplements made us only made us hornier. We were both flustered and aroused, and somehow that escalated to us with our dicks out in the car once we found our parking spot outside of the dorms.

Then there was a next time. And a next time. Until it was almost routine.

But the longer we took the supplements, the more consistently aroused we got. Sure, the muscle was developing, and the brain cognition was clear as day, but all we could think about was sex.

Eventually, our hands migrated to each other’s laps. It was like we instinctually knew what the other needed. Dylan milked my cock of every drop of cum it was worth anytime he jerked me. I tried to reciprocate, but I didn’t feel like I was as good at getting him off.

I was the first to get our mouths involved. I’d been jerking Dylan for a bit. He was breathless and red-faced, thrusting up into my hand in an attempt to get the friction just right, but it wasn’t pushing him over the edge. A little groan of frustration left him. It just seemed so simple at the time. I didn’t think about it too much, just leaned over and sucked his cock into my mouth.

He came pretty much immediately, shooting cum down the back of my throat until I couldn’t breathe around it. I swallowed it down fast, trying to keep up with the sudden torrent in my mouth. When he was done, he pulled me gently off and looked me in the eyes. Didn’t say anything. Just looked at me.

After that, I ended up using my mouth on him more than my hand. He wasn’t quite ready to try that on me yet, but it didn’t bug me. I was just doing what I had to do to get him off the same way he did.

But then one night, there was a knock at my dorm door. My roommate was home for fall break, and most of the building was empty. My cousin and I lived a few states away from our college, and we had practice during the break, so it wasn’t worth it for us to fly home.

When I opened my door, I wasn’t surprised to see Dylan. We hung out outside of practice all the time. What I didn’t expect was for him to push through the door as soon as I opened it. He slammed the door behind him and without a word spoken, wrapped a hand around the back of my neck and tugged me into a heated kiss.

We hadn’t fooled around outside of the parking lot, so this was more than a little unexpected. I went with it though, letting my tongue drag against his, sucking in his bottom lip between my teeth, and kissing him for all it was worth.

Dylan pushed me onto my bed and yanked my shorts and boxers down, exposing my rock hard dick in that one movement. I groaned and thrust my hips upward, desperately seeking some relief.

My cousin’s hands landed hard on my hips, pinning me to the bed. He leaned down and took me in his mouth without any other preamble.

I groaned. Somehow, the wet heat of his mouth was so much more intense than any other blowjob I’d ever received. Did the supplements make the sensations that much more intense?

My cousin was enthusiastic but clumsy. Spit ran down my shaft, gathering at the base of my cock as he slid his lips over the sensitive skin. I laced my fingers through his hair, encouraging the movements.

I came hard, spilling into Dylan’s eager mouth. He lapped my cum up, his eyes a little glazed as he swirled his tongue over the remaining bit on my tip.

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We spent the rest of fall break in my dorm, sucking each other off when we weren’t at practice. I learned Dylan liked a tight, well-lubed fist and a tongue to his tip more than an attempt at a deep throat. He learned that I didn’t mind a finger or two up my ass while he was sucking me.

“Does it feel good?” He asked me one time, after we were laying pressed together on the small twin bed in the dorm, naked skin covered in a thin sheen of sweat sticking together.

“Your fingers in my ass?” I asked. He nodded. “Yeah, it feels great. Has no one informed you of your prostate yet?”

Dylan shrugged. “I’ve never tried it. I’m straight.”

I snorted. “You can like a finger up your ass and still be straight. Turn over.”

He hesitated for a moment, but eventually turned. I grabbed the lube from my bedside table and showed him exactly how much a straight guy could get out of his prostate.

It was hard to go back to just jerking and sucking each other off in the car after that. We saw each other a lot outside of that time, and it was difficult to just be family and not want him whenever we were around each other. We ended up going for drives, exploring random parts of our college town in an attempt to find some space to ourselves.

One day, we found ourselves in one of those park and ride bus shuttle parking lots. It was the middle of the work day, so no one was around. As soon as we had parked, Dylan was all over me, tugging my pants open and placing kisses up my neck. He nipped at my jaw and shoved a hand down my boxers, curling his fingers around my cock.

“I want your fingers in me today,” he said.

I groaned and reached for his shorts. “Get in the back seat.”

He scrambled over the console, pushing his shorts off as he did. I took another glance around the parking lot to make sure we were in the all clear before I climbed in the back too. I reached into the middle of the console for the lube we had stashed there, for moments just like this.

But when I pulled the bottle out, it was empty. Dylan saw the bottle and groaned.

“Shit,” I said.

“Shit, indeed,” he agreed. His cock was bobbing freely in the air, red at the tip and leaking profusely. He needed this. That much was apparent.

“Do you trust me?” I asked.

“Yes,” he answered without hesitation.

Something warm sparked in me at that, but I ignored it in favor of placing my hands on either side of his ass. I gave his cheeks a light squeeze, then pulled them apart. Dylan’s breath froze in his chest, but he didn’t say anything. I leaned in and pressed the flat of my tongue to the ring of muscle.

“Oh fuck!” Dylan groaned out. He arched his back, pressing his ass further into my mouth.

I swirled my tongue around his hole, listening to every sweet groan that fell from his lips. The sounds he made were addicting, and I did everything I could to make more of them appear.

I reached through his legs to grab his cock, stroking it while I continued to eat my cousin’s ass.

Dylan reached a hand back and grabbed at my head. He couldn’t decide if he wanted to yank me closer or push me away. I pulled away to ask, “You good?”

“Gonna cum,” he gasped out. “But I wanted your fingers in me.”

I grinned and sucked two fingers into my mouth, getting them as wet as I could. Slowly, I pressed them to his loosened entrance. My cock pulsed hotly in my pants as his ass gave way and my fingers slipped inside. He was tight and so very hot. I shifted behind him. The past few times we’d done this, I hadn’t been able to think about anything other than what it might feel like wrapped around my dick.

Dylan groaned when my fingers were fully in him. I scissored my fingers inside him, stretching his tight ass. I groaned and pushed my boxers and pants down my thighs. I fisted my cock with my free hand, keeping time with the fingers I thrust in and out of his hole.

Dylan grabbed for his dick, stroking himself while he fucked himself backwards unto my fingers. He turned to look at me over his shoulder. His gaze fell to my cock in my hand and he said, “Hey… put it in.”

Hot desire pulsed through me. Did he mean that? Dylan stared straight at me, not an ounce of regret on his face. I wasn’t about to pass up the opportunity, not when it was right here in front of me.

I pulled my fingers out of his ass. He whimpered as my fingers left him, but still, he didn’t take it back. I spat on my hand, doing my best to coat my cock with it. Still, I warned him, “This might burn.”

“Don’t care,” he said. “Been dreaming about what you might feel like inside of me.”

Searing arousal pulsed through me at his words, and suddenly I couldn’t wait any longer. I placed my tip at his entrance and grabbed his waist, framing that perfect ass that was about to swallow my cock whole.

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“Bear down, okay? And let me know if it’s too much,” I instructed.

Dylan glanced back at me, one eyebrow raised in surprise. “Seems like you’ve done this before.”

A hot flush traveled up my neck. “I might have done some… research.”

My cousin flashed me a grin. “That would make two of us.”

He did as I told him. I watched in amazement as the tight, pink hole parted around my cock. Dylan grunted as his ass swallowed the first inch of my length.

“Holy fuck,” I moaned. I stilled, letting him adjust. “Your ass is amazing.”

Dylan panted beneath me. “You know, it feels bigger than it looks.”

“I hope that’s a compliment,” I breathed out, but it was half-hearted. I was too lost to the vice his ass had around my cock. It was so much better than anything else I’d ever experienced, and I wasn’t even half in.

“Keep going,” Dylan said, though there was still an edge of strain to his voice.

I complied immediately, feeding him inch after inch, until I was buried to the hilt inside of him. I draped myself over his back and paused. Our breathing synced as I waited for him to adjust and tried not to immediately cum. The feeling of him around me was intense. “Doing okay?”

“Y-yeah. It’s a lot. Feel so full,” he said.

I reached for his cock, stroking him back to full hardness.

Eventually, he said, “Move.”

I released him and sat back up. I took his ass in my hands, parting them just enough so I could see his tight ring wrapped like a seal around my shaft. Slowly, I pulled out an inch, before thrusting back in.

“Oh, fuck,” Dylan hissed underneath me. I let out a low noise in response, my brain too scrabbled from the sweet, sweet slide of skin against skin.

I thrust again, this time pulling out a little further. Then again, and again. My hips found a rhythm, fucking into my cousin while he let out disbelieving moans underneath me.

“Dylan,” I warned, way sooner than I would normally have. But I couldn’t help it. He felt fucking incredible, and it was taking all my self control not to rut into him like a wild animal.

My cousin canted his ass up to my thrusts, a silent invitation. He reached for his cock and my hands slid to his waist. The change of angle was it’s own revelation.

I sped up, unable to tear my eyes away from his ass, swallowing my cock like we’d done this a million times.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” he panted out beneath me. “Don’t you dare fucking stop.”

I didn’t think I could even if I wanted to. My orgasm was looming on the horizon. I was a slave to the sensation, letting my instincts take over as I chased it. The car rocked around us with every one of my thrusts, and I sent up a silent prayer of thanks to the universe that the parking lot was empty.

“Fuck, I’m gonna-” Dylan’s groan swallowed the rest of the sentence.

His ass milked my shaft, pulsating with every shot of cum that hit the car seat around him. I let out a matching groan and buried myself in him one last time as my orgasm washed through me, unloading my cum deep inside of my cousin.

When we were finished, the car seemed more silent than it had earlier. I pulled out of Dylan slowly. He let out a hiss, even though I tried to be gentle. A rush of my cum followed, the pearly essence dripping out of his raw hole. The sight was almost enough to get me going again.

“Wow,” I groaned, sitting back on my feet.

“Wow,” Dylan agreed.

After that, the parking lot became our regular. There was never anyone there, and we got braver. One time, Dylan rode me in reverse in the passenger seat, totally naked and on display for anyone who might drive by. No one did, but the thrill of it was enough to make the act feel dirtier. Naughtier. Another time, I couldn’t be bothered to undress more than shoving my pants down for a quick fuck. Didn’t even close the car door.

We planned to get an apartment together for the next school year, but I think I’ll still miss that parking lot, and the fun we had there.

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When his orgasm subsides, he turns your head and kisses you, for the first time. There’s still plenty of time got the flight and he’s still hard as a rock inside you. He starts to thrust again, gentler this time around, even though his cock is going in deeper, fucking his cum into deeper parts of your hole, breeding you. His hand goes under your shirt and plays with your nipple and your used hole is renewed around his cock again. He uses you for his pleasure and you’re nothing more than his cumdump. His second load is even thicker and voluminous in your wrecked hole.

When you board the plane, he’s sitting on the aisle in your row, and you have to scoot past him to get to your seat. He grabs your ass as it passes in front of him and squeezes it through your sweatpants. In the flight, he drags you to the cramped toilet and adds another two loads into your hole in the short flight.