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One thing led to another, and long story short, we ended up fucking right out in the living room overlooking the lake so we’d be able to see the boat coming back to the dock.

Did you think I would make it that easy, you were both stripped as were the group. Then the room atmosphere changed, and each was paired with another. Taken to the bathroom, showered, pubes trimmed.

You were then brought into the room blindfolded, and using your mouth only, identify you partner. You both failed and are now both owned.

“Hey, Nate,” he smiled.

“What’s up, Dalton?” I asked back as I raised my arms and leaned against the doorway.

Dalton wasn’t actually a kid — the college baseball player was every bit a grown, built athlete. He was shirtless with a pair of athletic shorts with his school’s name on them. His smooth upper body had big pecs and large nipples that I quickly checked out as he took more steps toward me.

“I saw you were about to mow your lawn and wanted to see if you needed any help?” He said as he put his hands on his small waist.

“I think I’m good,” I said looking him in the eyes. “Why, are you trying to make some quick money before heading back to school?”

“Yes, sir,” he smiled again. “My parents cover my expenses beyond my baseball scholarship, but I’m trying to make some extra spending money beyond what I’ve saved up this summer.”

“Some date money for the ladies!” I joked with a chuckle.

“Yeah, something like that,” he laughed. “But I’m actually more into dudes.”

My throat got dry after hearing this and I felt myself blush.

“Kids your age are so free these days,” I said awkwardly as I looked his body over quickly.

“I’m all man, Nate,” Dalton smiled. “I know what I want.”

I felt a tingle in my balls with Dalton’s surprise assertiveness. He was confident and unapologetic which turned me on.

“What’s that, Dalton?” I asked. “What do you want?”

“I’d really like to come inside and take care of that bulge in your shorts, but I know men your age aren’t always open to that sort of thing,” he said looking me in the eyes as he openly adjusted his own bulge.

“You want to come inside and take care of this?” I asked grabbing my bulge as I kept eye contact.

“Yes, that’s what I said,” he replied confidentially.

“What if your dad sees us go inside?” I asked.

“You worry too much, Nate,” he said as he turned and walked toward my house.

Shocked, I followed him toward my deck as I gave a quick look toward his house and then watched his round jock ass as he walked. Dalton got to the stairs and stopped to let me pass him. We gave each other a knowing look as I passed. I opened the sliding glass door and gestured for him to enter and he smiled as he passed.

“Can I get you something to drink?” I asked closing the door.

“You can get that cock out for me, how about that?” He asked with a serious face as he looked me over.

“You don’t waste time,” I said as my hands pulled my shorts down to my thighs.

My old jock was barely covering my hard cock as I watched Dalton pull down his own shorts revealing a jock strap.

“Baseball?” He asked.

“Lacrosse,” I responded.

“They’re kinkier than baseball jocks,” he smiled walking up to me and dropping to his knees.

Dalton looked up into my eyes before looking at my bulge and grabbing it with his hand. He massaged my cock through the jock before freeing it and just giving it a good look.

“A nice thick cock you got there,” he said before wrapping his right hand around my shaft.

“Fuck, that feels good,” I said barely above a whisper.

“Look at that nice cut head and big shaved balls,” Dalton said transfixed on my crotch.

He leaned in and gently swallowed my cock head before quickly swallowing nearly my entire shaft.

“Holy shit, kid,” I said as I pushed his head down all the way into my pubes. “Where did you learn to suck cock?”

He looked up at me with my cock in his mouth before pulling off and saying, “my high school coach.”

My cock was rock hard as he swallowed it back down and his tongue swirled around my shaft and cock head. The guy was giving me the best head of my life. He slurped and sucked for a minute before pulling off again and taking my left nut into his mouth and did the tongue thing again.

“Fucking A,” I barked as I held his head with my left hand and pinched my left nipple with my right hand.

He worked my other nut before grabbing the end of my shaft and sucking only my cock head. I moaned louder as he sucked my precum and licked my head clean.

“Will you cum in my mouth?” He asked looking up at me.

“You want me to cum?” I asked. “I want to fuck that big ass.”

“You will, Nate, but first I want to swallow your load and make sure you can fuck me long and hard. I know you old dudes don’t last long the first go ‘round,” Dalton smiled and swallowed my dick as he held my balls in his hand as he squeezed.

“I hope you like it rough, because I’m going to rail that big jock butt and fill it will my seed,” I said as I felt his middle finger touch my taint. “Damn, motherfucker, work that finger.”

He ran his finger over my hole while sucking my cock and squeezing my balls. The jock was literally milking me as he savored every taste.

“You love cock, huh boy?” I asked as he moaned his answer. “Work that load out of my balls, dude. I’m so close to spraying my jizz down your throat.”

He sucked harder and moaned as he worked my tool with precision and lust. The guy absolutely loved dick and the smell and taste had the little slugger begging for my cum as he looked up at me with a mouthful of meat.

“Here it comes, man,” I moaned loudly as I shot deep into his throat for a long squirt.

I held on to his head as I shot about 3 or 4 quick shots and then felt him massage my shaft with his tongue as he worked out whatever was left. He swallowed my jizz as he cleaned my shaft and cock head with his tongue and mouth before swallowing again and pulling off my cock.

“Your load tastes so fucking good,” he smiled before giving my cock a kiss and letting go.

Dalton stood and massaged his bulge through his jock before leaning in and kissing me. Our tongues worked over each other and our lips met as we both still had the same lust for each other as before I shot my load. He held my face as he kissed me and then broke the kiss.

Don't get me wrong, I loved the country. Living out here, working out here. It felt like really being alive. But things can get a bit dull occasionally, and there ain't shit for girls out here.

Luckily, I've got a cousin that really like it. Bottoming that is. He doesn't even make me touch him outside what's necessary if I don't wanna. But lately I've been wantin' too.

So this time we're out in the middle of the field. Ain't shit around us for miles, right? Some forest, some hay bales, but not another soul. Just how we like it. He strips all the way down. Says he likes the thrill of being completely naked out in the open like this.

I don't really get it but as far as I see it I'm getting the sweeter end of the deal, so I let him have his thing. He lays face down in the grass, his ass propped up in the air, and I can't deny the way my blood heats at the sight.

Usually he pulls out some lube and gets himself all nice and prepped and swallows my cock as he does just that. But today things are gonna happen a lil' differently.

I don't know where the urge comes from but I kneel down behind him. My jeans and underwear are abandoned next to his pile of clothes. They're a bitch to get off over my work boots, but I don't like taking the extra time to get completely undressed.

"Ray, what are you-?" He starts to say, but his words get cut off by a choked noise when I spread his cheeks apart, running my thumb over his dark pucker. "Oh, fuck."

So I do it again, all the while loving the heat curling low in my gut. It makes my balls heavy and my cock hard as an iron pipe. My cousin moans again and I get the urge to up the ante, so I lean in and swipe my tongue over that sweet lil' hole.

He cries out, so loud a flock of birds let out some angry chirps as they take flight. I let out a low chuckle and do it again. And again.

He's a writhing mess beneath me, fingers clutching the grass and arching his back into my touch. I work the wrinkled skin around his pucker with my tongue until its loose and pliable and then I add a finger.

He gasps, taking all of a millisecond to adjust before he's pushing back against the digit. His greedy hole swallows it to the next knuckle with little trouble, and suddenly it's me who's letting out a breathy moan.

I want to see him turn into a mess under me, so I add another finger. My other hand spreads over the smooth expanse of his round ass cheek and a dizzying wave of desire pulses through me.

That's when I know this is different. Fucking my cousin has always been convenient - an easy way to let off some steam when I can't make it in to town. But this, right here? Fuck. I want him. And I don't have any damn problem taking what I want.

I pull my fingers out, replacing them with the blunt tip of my cock.

"W-wait!" Elijah says, his hand scrambling wildly in the grass. I do, and a second later he's tossing me the lube. I pop the cap, coating my shaft in the cool liquid quickly before lining back up.

"Good?" I ask.

"Yeah," he says, and he's already pushing his hips further back, bearing down on me until the tip slides right in, like we've done this a million times. Because we practically have.

I slip into the familiar tight heat of him, a moan making it's way past my lips as it envelops my aching shaft. My hips his round ass when I bottom out and I give him a second. He's more impatient than me though and starts grinding his hips against me, needy and desperate for more of me.

"Fuck, Eli," I groan. I sink my fingers into his flesh and start to fuck him, nice and slow, so I can watch my cock get swallowed by my cousin's hole.

"Ray, I need more!" He growls. "Need you to fuck me!"

This sends a wave of the same need crashing me and suddenly I ain't bein' so gentle. I pull back until just my head is inside him and I slam inside him. He cries out. I do it again, my speed jacking up as a rising tide of need to fuck my cousin, to cum in him, builds in me.

A steady litany of curses and moans fall from his lips. He lifts a hand to grab his own needy cock that's drooling precum into the grass below us just as I drive into him and his other arm buckles beneath him.

We collapse into the grass but I can't stop and he's still rocking his hips back into me in a desperation fueled hunger that's getting me as worked up as his tight ass.

I move his thigh, giving myself better room to move and raise myself into a plank position. The change of angle has him crying out and then he's cumming under me, his hole clamping down on my cock.

It's all I need. One more thrust into his quivering ass and I'm flooding my cousin with my cum. Wave after wave, until I pull out and watch it dribble out of his ass, running over his taint.

"Good thing ain't anyone out here to hear you scream," I say and slap his ass.

He laughs at this, the side of his face still buried in the grass. "I can't be quiet if you lick my ass like that."

I give him a wolfish grin. "Just wait n' see what I got planned for you next."

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Despite the slight chill, my cock was hot and hard between my thighs, balls hanging low and heavy. I'd prepped before I stepped out of my room, my hole slick and willing.

My brother was where he always was when we did this. He'd taken up his usual residence in the dining room, seated at the chair at the head of the table, where our father would sit tomorrow during the holiday meal.

He was an imposing silhouette in the darkness, with only the dim light of an outside street light illuminating his skin. A well-defined chest, the slope of his neck, and the strong line of his jaw just visible in the dark.

He was hard too.

I felt his gaze settle on me in the darkness. We didn't speak as my bare feet skirted over the plush rug. We had done this enough - since we were kids - and as adults, the tradition hadn't faltered. Not once.

When I reached him, he reached out, running his warm palms up my thighs to my hips. His fingers closed around my waist and he tugged me into his lap.

I went easily, sliding my own hands over the wide expanse of his chest, loving the wiry hair there. Straddling him, I ground back against his thick length, teasing him with the curve of my ass. He didn't make a sound - we didn't dare wake our parents, asleep in the room above us -but his grip on my waist tightened and I felt his breath hitch.

My brother's cock slid over my hole, already leaking precum, and suddenly I didn't want to wait anymore. I reached between my legs, wrapping my fingers around the velvety skin of his shaft and lined his tip up with my hole.

It burned as I sank down on it. He was so big no amount of prep I did ever prepared me for the stretch when he entered me. My teeth sank into my lower lip. I was well-practiced in holding back every sound of pleasure here.

When he was fully inside me, I paused to catch my breath. He ground up into me, and I had to take a deep breath against the wave of pleasure.

Then I leaned back, using his strong thighs to brace myself, and began to ride his cock like I might die if he didn't come in me. I heard the low hiss he made as I bounced up and down on his length buried inside of me. He leaned back in the dining room chair that squeaked quietly underneath us, allowing me to take my pleasure as I saw fit.

He curled a hand around my cock and jerked me off in time to my bouncing. The slight shift in angle hit my prostate and I clamped around his dick. A small whimper left me before I could help it.

He held a single finger up to his lips before pointing at the ceiling. We hadn't been caught in all our years of fucking, but I sure as shit didn't want to start now.

My brother started to thrust up into my greedy hole, his cock sliding over my prostate on every stroke. My body was coiling higher with every slide over that bundle of nerves. I wouldn't last long. He let go of my dick only to grab my waist and drag me down onto his cock.

I slapped my hand over my mouth to stop the noise that escaped me as he pushed deeper into me. He did it again and again, until I was a quivering mess on his cock.

His hand wrapped back around my shaft. One stroke was all it took, and I exploded all over him, my cum coating him in long strips.

He let out a grunt and I felt him jerk under me. His orgasm rolled through him, filling me with his cum.

When my legs were solid underneath me I stood up, hissing at the emptiness. I looked up to find his eyes on me, hot and heavy, but he said nothing. I nodded at him and turned to walk away. His cum was already sliding down my inner thigh.

Fingers wrapped around my wrist. My brother tugged me back to him, his other hand sliding behind my neck as he pulled me to him. And then he kissed me. Heavy and hot, teeth worrying my lip and tongue licking into my mouth. A low moan left me and I returned the kiss quickly.

Then he let me go. I stared at him, both of us having to catch our breath. Finally, I turned and left.

I would be back tomorrow night and I knew my brother knew it.

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