Gender Neutral / 30
Me And My Stepcousin
i live in a gated community on the suburbs of a midwestern U.S. city, whereas most of my family are originally from a farming community down south. so, i'm not close with my dad's side... i think i last saw them altogether when i was a young boy.
i was 26 at around the time of the story, with a gorgeous fiancée. my aunt wanted to host a huge reunion at her farmplace in rural alabama, and i took it as a chance to show off my future wife. but, considering i hadn't seen her for a while, i wasn't told about her marriage, and new son.
honestly, i never had any siblings so i was excited to see my new step-cousin. he was 18, with a fresh air to him, slim and thick curly hair that fell to a mullet. it was never brotherhood with him... we were more friends at the start since we didn't grow up together. i went around greeting my family, and left my fiancée to mingle with them, while we snuck out to his bedroom.
he was immediately touchy-flirty with me, his hand on my thigh, and laughing at my dum jokes. it was genuinely nice to feel wanted, since i was growing bored of my relationship. we were grade school sweethearts, after all. and, i never thought i would try it with a man but, i craved to have passionate relations with anyone at this point.
and he had gone off to shower, telling me i should experiment with his new console, so we could play together once we're back. in my head, he was a kid to be honest... it was brotherly to play with him. but he came bag in a towel, and he had a feminine build that suddenly made me see him differently. he had a slim waist and skinny, toned stomach that wasn't beefy whatsoever, complemented with a scrappy happy tail. and that light fur on this chest that made my dick surprised. i was confused but excited to feel this way again since i was a teenager myself.
i eagerly jumped up and put a hand on his waist... i whispered a question about how his shower went and he, just slowly walked in and locked the door behind him. his towel dropped as if my head had commanded it. it was a telepathic, mutual agreement, although a slow burn. he started off by telling me, he was thinking about me in his shower. he confessed to having nasty thoughts about me since he already knew who i was from photos my aunt had shown him. i was a swimmer back in highschool, i was packing but, we had to wear tight team-logo briefs no matter our size, and my body wasn't too bad either.
i double-checked to confirm we were really doing this, and then the next thing i knew, i was against his bedroom wall, with him stroking my leg and kissing me passionately. it was the same for him: that he hadn't thought of a guy this way before me. it was an intricate and desperate love-making. the age, kinship, gender, and other relations, weren't a problem to me.
i started off slow, and he was needy and hungry for me, so it happened like he pushed me on my bed and perused my body, because we were craving each other so, so bad. i even took him inside me... and admittedly, it felt so good for him to cum inside me, that i was confused afterwards. it had never been that passionate with my fiancée... it was always something we just did because we did it. even after we had finished, he was lying on the bed and i licked the cum still oozing down his dick. in fact, we did it again, and i got his number.
i don't know if i'm gay. me and my fiancée are still going strong but, if she's not around, im probably sexting him. he makes me cum through the phone... it's gotten so bad that i picture him every time im deep inside my girl, hearing his moans inside my head and picturing his 'O' face... she says ive gotten better and more happy in bed but, she doesn't know. i don't think anyone can know im fwbs with my own stepcousin.
i was 26 at around the time of the story, with a gorgeous fiancée. my aunt wanted to host a huge reunion at her farmplace in rural alabama, and i took it as a chance to show off my future wife. but, considering i hadn't seen her for a while, i wasn't told about her marriage, and new son.
honestly, i never had any siblings so i was excited to see my new step-cousin. he was 18, with a fresh air to him, slim and thick curly hair that fell to a mullet. it was never brotherhood with him... we were more friends at the start since we didn't grow up together. i went around greeting my family, and left my fiancée to mingle with them, while we snuck out to his bedroom.
he was immediately touchy-flirty with me, his hand on my thigh, and laughing at my dum jokes. it was genuinely nice to feel wanted, since i was growing bored of my relationship. we were grade school sweethearts, after all. and, i never thought i would try it with a man but, i craved to have passionate relations with anyone at this point.
and he had gone off to shower, telling me i should experiment with his new console, so we could play together once we're back. in my head, he was a kid to be honest... it was brotherly to play with him. but he came bag in a towel, and he had a feminine build that suddenly made me see him differently. he had a slim waist and skinny, toned stomach that wasn't beefy whatsoever, complemented with a scrappy happy tail. and that light fur on this chest that made my dick surprised. i was confused but excited to feel this way again since i was a teenager myself.
i eagerly jumped up and put a hand on his waist... i whispered a question about how his shower went and he, just slowly walked in and locked the door behind him. his towel dropped as if my head had commanded it. it was a telepathic, mutual agreement, although a slow burn. he started off by telling me, he was thinking about me in his shower. he confessed to having nasty thoughts about me since he already knew who i was from photos my aunt had shown him. i was a swimmer back in highschool, i was packing but, we had to wear tight team-logo briefs no matter our size, and my body wasn't too bad either.
i double-checked to confirm we were really doing this, and then the next thing i knew, i was against his bedroom wall, with him stroking my leg and kissing me passionately. it was the same for him: that he hadn't thought of a guy this way before me. it was an intricate and desperate love-making. the age, kinship, gender, and other relations, weren't a problem to me.
i started off slow, and he was needy and hungry for me, so it happened like he pushed me on my bed and perused my body, because we were craving each other so, so bad. i even took him inside me... and admittedly, it felt so good for him to cum inside me, that i was confused afterwards. it had never been that passionate with my fiancée... it was always something we just did because we did it. even after we had finished, he was lying on the bed and i licked the cum still oozing down his dick. in fact, we did it again, and i got his number.
i don't know if i'm gay. me and my fiancée are still going strong but, if she's not around, im probably sexting him. he makes me cum through the phone... it's gotten so bad that i picture him every time im deep inside my girl, hearing his moans inside my head and picturing his 'O' face... she says ive gotten better and more happy in bed but, she doesn't know. i don't think anyone can know im fwbs with my own stepcousin.
