Date: Thu, 24 Oct 2002 13:24:01 -0700 (PDT) From: xlent dude <email@example.com> Subject: cousins visit After we had recovered for a few minutes, I reached up and grabbed Ryan's briefs and pulled them off. I brought them to my face took a good whiff. Ryan just smiled and shook his head. Ryan followed me upstairs, his half-hard cock flopping about as he bounced up the stairs. I tossed his cum-soaked underwear on the floor next to the bed and opened my top dresser drawer. I grabbed a pair of silky smooth boxer briefs and tossed them his way. Ryan's face lit up as he snatched the shorts out of the air. "These are nice," he said, pulling them over his furry legs. He adjusted himself so his cock was pointed up and to the right. He was hard again and I thrilled at the site of the tight cotton stretched over his fat dick. "Maybe you haven't noticed, but I'm really into underwear," I said, pointing my index finger inside the dresser drawer. "God, me too," Ryan said. He walked over to the dresser and smiled as he looked inside. "You know, one time I found a pair of my brother's cummy undies in the bathroom after he had showered." "Wow, cool," I said. "So what did you do with them?" "Well," Ryan paused. He clammed up. I raised my eyebrows and flashed him a naughty grin. He smiled back and continued. "I put them on and wore them to school." "Whoa. That's cool," I said, coaxing him on. "I was hard all the way to school," Ryan said. "I went to the bathroom during second hour. I went in the stall and pulled down my jeans. I could smell his cum and I got really turned on and had to jackoff." "Awesome," I said. I had a raging hardon listening to his story. "Just before I came, I pulled his underwear back up and shot my load into them," he said. "But then I was afraid that people would be able to smell the cum so I took them off and left them there." "You mean you left them in the boys' room," I asked. "Yeah," he continued. "I just wadded them up and left them on the back of the toilet. I was washing my hands and this guy came in and went into the same stall that I had left them in." "What did you do," I asked. "I sorta freaked out," Ryan said. "But he just closed the door and didn't say a word so I just played it cool and left." "Wow. That's pretty wild," I said, half amazed and completely turned on. "Yeah. And when I got back from lunch, there was a note in the bottom of my locker. It said '2:12 4B' but I didn't have a clue what it meant so I just threw it back in my locker. "Then when I was sitting in Biology that afternoon I saw him--Jeff's his name--he was walking across the courtyard. I looked up at the clock and it was just after two o'clock. That's when it occurred to me that every door in this building has a small placard over it with a number and a letter." "Holy shit," I exclaimed. "Is this going where I think it is?" "Uh, yeah. It is," Ryan giggled. "So what did you do?" I asked. "Well, I waited until 2:15 and got a hall pass. I walked to the restroom and sure enough, there was a small sign with '4B' on it just over the door." I casually stroked my cock in my shorts while listening to Ryan's confession. "So I went in and there was Jeff standing at the sink washing his hands. He grinned and looked away. I went in the same stall that I was in before and closed the door. "There were my brother's briefs hanging on the back of the stall door," Ryan said. "There was a fresh load of cum in them. It was still warm." "Fucking shit," I exclaimed, unbuttoning my cutoffs and dropping them to the floor. I stood there in my briefs stroking my cock as Ryan continued. Ryan sat on the bed and reached for my cock. He stroked me through my briefs as he continued his story. "So I starting licking Jeff's load out of my brother's underwear and jerked off in the stall. I shot a huge load on my belly. I wiped it up with the undies and noticed that Jeff was peeking through the crack in the stall door. "Jeff said 'same time tomorrow' and then he left," Ryan continued while rubbing my boner. "That's fucking amazing," I said. "Nothing like that has ever happened to me." "It was great, dude," he commented. Ryan pulled my engorged dick through the fly of my whiteys and began licking the underside. I flexed and a big drop of precum formed at the slit. I flexed again. Clear fluid flowed from my slit and rolled down to meet Ryan's tongue. "Shit cuz," Ryan said, "you sure do make a lot of precum. I thought I was the only one who made this much fuck lube." "I guess it's genetic," I said. We both laughed. Ryan continued licking and nibbling at the underside of my dick. I felt weak and tingly. He grabbed my pole with both hands, squeezing it tight at the base. In one motion, he buried me in his throat. His tongue slowly moved in and out, gently caressing my most sensitive parts. I gently rocked back and forth, easing my cock in and out of my cousin's beautiful mouth. Ryan released his cock from my boxer briefs he was wearing and jerked its length. His hand flew up and down his veiny pole as his sucking mouth brought me to the brink. I pulled out of his mouth and furiously jacked as I spewed cum on Ryan's face and in his mouth. He flopped back on the bed as I continued to launch ribbons of cream across his belly and crotch. He let go of his cock just long enough to scoop up some and my load. Using my hot cum as lube, he jerked himself to a violent orgasm. His juice shot all over the place, drenching his chest and belly with mostly clear fluid. Ryan was spent and closed his eyes. I grabbed his wet y-fronts from the nightstand and wiped our loads from his face and smooth chest. The cum that had landed on his belly and pubes I sucked up with my mouth. His softening cock was covered with frothy foam. I licked and sucked at his thick pole until he pushed me away, giggling. We cuddled in my bed and drifted off to sleep. I woke a little while later and immediately realized that Ryan was again going down on me. This kid just can't get enough cock. I pulled him into a 69 and admired my cousin's gorgeous bone. His giant mushroom was slick with precum; its masculine scent was overpowering. I squeezed and milked his six-inch rod. Each upstroke rewarded me with more and more precum. I took just the head in my mouth and licked at his slit while I stroked and milked his shaft. I couldn't get enough of his honey. Ryan slurped at my cock while I savored his sweet ooze. I expertly worked my tongue in the area surrounding his frenulum. Ryan began moaning and bucking and worked me over with total abandon. Within seconds I began to cum. I whimpered and pumped my load straight down Ryan's throat. Before I was finished, I felt Ryan's cock begin to pulse in my mouth. I pulled back slightly as he launched his hot seed into my mouth and directly onto my tongue. For his third load in so many hours, there was plenty of it. He filled my mouth. I savored my cousin's nutty cream before swallowing it in one gulp. We again drifted off to sleep lying side-by-side still in our 69 position. I got up the following morning and got ready for work. When I came out of the bathroom, Ryan was lying on my bed totally naked, slowly stroking his hard cock. "G'morning cuz," he said, wagging his engorged pole enticingly. "Hey Ryan," I responded. "I'm running late, but God that is an inviting site." "Well you could go in a little late, couldn't ya," he questioned. I sensed his rejection. "Not really, I have meetings this morning," I said, snugging up my tie and fixing my collar as I walked to the dresser for socks. "But why don't we meet at the Plaza for lunch," I offered. "Hey, that sounds cool," Ryan said. We agreed on a location for a late lunch. I sat on the edge of the bed to put my socks on and noticed the cum- soaked y-fronts on the floor next to the nightstand. I picked them up and brought them to my face. "Mmmm," I groaned, inhaling the rich scent. I tossed them at Ryan and said "hey, why don't you keep these warm for me while I'm gone." "Why don't you wear them to work," Ryan shot back. "They're almost dry," he added, handing them back to me. They were quite dry and beginning to get pretty stiff. I looked at Ryan. He had a sleazy, pleading look on his face. I stood and dropped my pants, pushing my fresh boxer-briefs down at the same time. I pulled the damp crispy briefs on and pulled my slacks over them. I felt so dirty; so naughty. Lunchtime came quickly and soon enough I was walking across the courtyard to Ryan's favorite Taco joint. There he was, cute as all hell, wearing nylon running shorts and a tight tanktop. Fuck he's hot, I thought as I approached the table. "Looking good, cuz," I said, staring him hungrily in the eye. "I thought you'd like this," he said, pulling his arm up and bulging his biceps. His long, slender arms were lean and muscular. "I went shopping this morning," he said. "Oh, really. Did you get anything," I asked. "Well, I got some new panties," he said, shooting me a naughty grin. "I'm wearing them right now," he added. "Really? Cool! I can't wait to see them," I said. It was going on 2 p.m. and the place was almost empty. Ryan looked around then reached for his crotch. I looked at his lap through the glass-topped cafe table. He tugged at the leg opening of the loose running shorts. My cousin was treating me to a very erotic shot of his bulging basket encased in the pouch of new black ribbed briefs. "Very nice," I said, my eyes glued to his delicious bulge. "I've never owned black briefs," I added. "Well now you do," Ryan said, "I bought two pair." His killer smile just about knocked me out. We went inside and ordered our lunch. After eating, we walked around the small strip mall. Ryan's bubble butt captured my gaze as he led us into a busy Asian market. He walked straight to the rear of the store without looking back. He walked into the men's room and I followed him. Once inside, I realized it was a private restroom, intended for one person at a time. Ryan locked the door and dropped his running shorts to his knees. He lifted the front of his tight tanktop and hooked it behind his head. "Fuck cuz, you really know how to turn a guy on," I said, staring at his washboard six-pack and perfect pecs. His tiny nipples stood erect from his smooth chest. I leaned forward and began nibbling at his left nipple while my hands carressed his rock hard abs. I slowly worked my hands down over the wide waistband of the black ribbed undies. Ryan's hard cock pressed against the waistband. I slid my long fingers inside and wrapped his warm member in a firm grip. He let out a throaty moan as I began pumping his hard meat. Ryan pulled my head to his and began kissing me on the lips. He unzipped my slacks and rubbed my cock through the cummy y-fronts that he had urged me to wear that day. Our tongues danced as I stroked Ryan's cock, my hand fully inside his black briefs. I hooked the waistband under his bull balls and got a better grip on his cock. As my hand passed over his flaring head, I felt the warm slime of his precum. Breaking our kiss, I bend down and took just his head in my mouth. Ryan's musky aroma coursed through my body as I milked his bone and sucked my cousin's sweet lube from the slit of his dick. "I'm close," Ryan moaned. "Real close." He pushed me away and moved our crotches closer together. He pumped his cock a couple times then removed his hand. A long strand of precum dangled from its swollen head. His cock was hard as a rock and pointing straight up. It moved slightly with each heartbeat. Ryan pulled hard at the leg opening of my briefs. He moved forward and shoved his steely pole in the opening. I felt the veiny shaft, slick with precum glide against my own throbbing tool. Ryan squeezed our cocks together inside the cum-stained y-fronts and pistoned his hips in a fucking motion. After just a few thrusts, I felt my cousin's boner pulsing as he sprayed his hot fuckjuice into my pubes and over the shaft of my cock. The hot slippery cum on my dick pushed me over and I shot my own creamy load into the briefs. "Fuck, I'm a mess," I said, concerned that the huge load of cum in my undies would soak through to my slacks. Ryan unhooked my belt and pulled my slacks down. I hopped up on the counter as he pulled them over my shoes. He pulled off the wet whities. My pubes were matted with cum. We both laughed at the site. Ryan quickly went to work sucking and licking our loads from my cock and pubes. When he was finished, he wadded up the white briefs and proceeded to wipe me up even more. He handed me the briefs. Ryan then dropped his black briefs and kicked them and the running shorts over his shoes. He pulled the clean black briefs over my feet and slid them up my hairy legs. I hopped down from the counter and finished dressing myself. While tucking in my shirt, I noticed that Ryan had slipped into the cum- soaked whities. They were completely drenched and clung to his half-hard dick like a second skin. His cock was clearly visible through the wet cotton. I leaned over and sucked at his softening tool through the slimey briefs. The smell was intoxicating. Ryan pushed me away and said "You'd better get back to work." He pulled the running shorts over the creamy wet briefs and pointed toward the door. ---------------- Thanks for all the great feedback I got after the first chapter. Hope you enjoyed this one as well. Comments are welcome. Email or IM firstname.lastname@example.org.