This is my first story here. It is true and because of that I can’t tell it to anybody in reality, so I thought I’d share it here so at least you can enjoy it.
Please note though I’m talking about drinking and how I liked it (in this situation). This doesn’t mean I would promote it. I see it as a recreational reward and definitely a problem on a daily basis.
I’ve always liked my younger cousin, let’s call him Chris. We grew up fairly close to each other and thus hung out a lot. We had many sleepovers, camping nights and trips to the pool. Of all our other siblings/cousins him and I were the only ones who moved away from our hometown after high school. I came out as gay right before then. Every one of my family was cool about it. My cousin and I moved to different cities but stayed in contact throughout the years. He joined the military which was wildly discussed in the family but I could tell it’s a job he really enjoys and what makes him happy.
Of course this meant he was working out a lot now. I saw him like twice a year for family gatherings and every time I was yet amazed on how much bigger a guy can get. I would grab his shoulders and be like “damn Chris, with shoulders big like this I’m kind of glad you are protecting on our side.” Which he would laugh off and flex a little for me responding “I knew you’d like that” and wink. Keep in mind he’s 4 years younger than me which makes this even more impressive to me.
A few weeks after that happened he sent me a pic of him and two of his military buddies all shirtless and posing for the camera. Sometimes they do week long hikes through mountains or other landscapes and at night I assume they just get drunk and do crazy “guy stuff” which often sounds like gay heaven to me. When I once asked if I could visit him in one of these camps where they partially live, he said sure but most guys wouldn’t be cool with me being gay and for my safety he wouldn’t really recommend it.
Him and his girlfriend Anne of more than 5 years came to visit me in my city for a weekend. We had a great time and talked for hours throughout the night. I decided to return the favor and visit them a few months later. When I got on the train to see them he texted me telling me that they broke up like a day before. He was devastated. It later turned out it was for another guy. Though when I arrived he showed me his city but I could tell he wasn’t really in the mood.
I could tell he wasn’t feeling alright so I told him we could start day drinking and forget about girls all along. He smiled and we went into a rooftop bar and got hammered. He kept on talking about her. How he had planned to propose to her and imagined a future together. I told him how handsome he is and that he should not need to worry about finding someone else who would love him deeper than his ex could. He looked down on himself. “Do you really think I’m this good looking?” “Are you kidding me??” I kind of yelled at him. This man was a muscle god. Broad shoulders, huge pecs you just want to rub your face in, arms as big as my thighs and the manliest hands I’ve ever seen. Most guys who look like this make it their personality and seek confirmation from other people all the time. With Chris I think it’s even more attractive that he doesn’t really care at all. Of course he enjoys compliments but you can really tell there is a little smiling boy inside this hunk body. (Don’t get me started on how cool he is with kids)
„I bet you there isn’t a single girl in this bar that won’t go home with you!” I continue to explain to him. He smiles. “You know… that might be right.” He sighs. “But I really don’t know how to talk to girls. And Anne and I haven’t had sex in such a long time. And when I get horny I really can’t control myself and I don’t want to hurt anyone.” There he is. The gentle sexually frustrated giant. I’m looking a little puzzled though since I’m getting more and more drunk thus horny, I enjoy where this conversation is going. “What do you mean by that?” I’m trying to sound as professional as I can at this point. “You know, I’m horny a lot.” He sighs. “And sometimes I just need to blow off steam. And most girls I talk to want more than just a simple fuck. I never cheated on Anne. But sometimes I just wished I had someone to suck my balls dry and then leave.” I’m getting really horny hearing him talk about that. I’m having a hard time not to stare at his crotch but my heart is racing. I normally prefer to top but with some guys you are just glad with anything they’ll give you so all I can think about is sucking his dick and taking care of his urge.
The night went on, I assured him he’ll find another girl in time and we talked a few hours more about different stuff while keeping drinking. Fast forward 4 hours later back at his apartment, since he threw all his exes’ stuff in the living room he said we’ll have to share his bed. I was happy but I didn’t think of it in a sexual way as I was just glad to finally be in bed. My head was spinning but I managed to fall asleep. I must have been asleep for about an hour when I woke up noticing we were spooning each other with him being the small spoon and my right hand on his rock hard muscle belly. I couldn’t believe this was real. How did we end up on this position. My dick got hard immediately while I acknowledged being so close to this hunk. But what the hell am I doing here? He was shirtless with just his boxer shorts on. He is my cousin. Wouldn’t that be illegal or something? But it was just too fucking hot. My brain was at 23% of its usual capacity but I tried moving my hand closer to his dick. Very slowly I moved from his sexy belly lower and lower. I noticed he was very clean shaved which is not necessarily my preference but I guess that’s what straight guys are up to these days. My heart is pounding very hard now as I’m inching closer and closer to his dick. I’m not entirely sure where exactly to go when I noticed he had a boner as well. Does that mean he’s awake? The way he was breathing heavily didn’t implicate that. I am so fucking excited at this point. What do I do? There is no way I’ll fall asleep again without having cum from this absolutely hot experience. This is by far the hottest thing that’s happened to me for a very long time.
Looking back I’m a little glad I was so drunk because I would have never done the next step sober. I went ahead and grabbed his cock very patiently. I couldn’t believe I had the rock hard cock of my younger cousin in my hand. This already sent me off the edge. I started to stroke him slowly and pull his uncut foreskin back. He exhaled when I increased the speed a little. God just doing this was so incredibly hot. A little bit of precum was dripping out the tip of his cock which I used to get the head wet which the guys usually like a lot.
I don’t recall these next moments entirely but I know he started moaning at some point so I knew he must have been awake now. I was expecting an outrage or something like this. But he was doing nothing so I just increased my pace jacking him off further. I spit in my hand to get his dick nice and wet. After a while I was so fucking horny I thought to myself fuck it, pulled his boxer shorts down, got between his legs, and put his fat cock in my mouth. I’m telling you this was tasting so delicious. It was a little sweaty from our long day but made it even more musky and manlier. I don’t enjoy sucking cocks usually. I get bored after a while and it doesn’t turn me on. But with this hunk it was something truly different. I tried making it as sloppy as I could because I thought this must have been a once in a lifetime chances I had to make it memorable for him. I gave it my all to make it as tight but also as wet as possible for him. No movement for this glorious cock without consideration. I really had a hard time not looking or further groping this glorious body of his. I was afraid he might snap or something if things might get too touchy. Sucking on this delicious cock was heaven, yet there was technically still no sign of him being awake as he didn’t grab my head or anything.
After a while I couldn’t take it any longer. I just briefly touched my cock and instantly exploded all over my right hand. I didn’t want to make a puddle so I tried to get it all in my palm. He shot his hot sperm out of his cock just 2 seconds later. I tried to swallow it all and I think I did a good job not spilling a single drop.
I remember I fell asleep very fast afterwards. When I woke up the next morning I expected everything to be a little awkward between us. I yawned. “How did you sleep?” He asked in his very deep voice now even deeper in the morning. “I think pretty well.” I grinned to myself. We didn’t talk about it so I’m still not certain if he was fully awake during this. All I know is I’m really hard thinking about it now and still jack off to this very frequently.
EDIT: I just hope y’all don’t judge for hooking up with my cousin