Each of the four years I've been married to my wife have been a lie, not because I don't love her, I do in my own way. It's because even before we tied the knot I was having sex with her cousin Scott. They both come from a very hard background and it's almost unheard of for an outsider like me, to married into their way of life. It's even more scarce for a male in their world to be known as a gay man. So myself and Scott have been extremely careful. It's always been a passion of mine to go fishing and it when I take fishing trips with Scott, we indulge in our sexual and emotional needs. The last couple of months have been extremely difficult though, as I'm realising I cannot go on having sex with my wife. When I'm deep inside her and she's orgasming, I almost want to scream out and tell her what I really want, and that's her cousin deep inside me, Scott fucking my ass or having his large thick cock sliding over my tongue. Myself and Scott have spoken about us moving away and starting a new life, but it's not easy with his side of the family. I suppose for now we'll have to carry on the way we have been for last four years, and that's catching times alone together whenever we can.