No matter what I heard around us, I wouldn't get my clothes back until I had emptied his balls. Anyone who passed by would now see him completely clothed, with only his eight inch member standing erect from his shorts, and me, naked down to everything but my shoes in front of him. Not cold, not nervous, shaking from how horny I was to know where I belonged. He did both without asking, and I didn't try to stop him. He knew I wouldn't stop him when he stood me up and pulled my shirt off, and then unzipped my shorts and pushed my boxers down to my ankles with them. He knew that he had been making me wait for it, making me miss it, making me fantasize about being used, and making me unaware of just how big his dick had gotten since the last time. He knew exactly how this was going to go. All I could worry about was handling the meat that had completely filled my mouth. My world was dark, and I had no anxiety about being out in the open.
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The oxygen also allowed me to realize that the blindfold on my face had made me forget about the fact that I had just been swallowing my cousin's cock in the woods, visible to anyone else who might be venturing along the trails. I leaned back on my heels and gasped, finally realizing how little air I had been giving myself. "Take a breath," he commanded as he released my head and pulled back. This was too much, and I let out a helpless moan as my nose reached the ends of some of his pubic hair. I felt the pressure of his hand force my head deeper on his cock than it had been. I made sure my tongue swirled and my lips popped with every push he made, giving the sloppy noises that reflected how deep his giant cockhead was pressing down my throat. But I knew I had to get used to it, and fast. It was a challenge to keep my mouth open wide enough, and a challenge to just breathe. How did I miss these genes? My cousin's cock had to have been eight inches now, and he had always been thick. The two large veins that protruded along the top of his shaft were still there, but everything was just larger. Did his dick go through a growth spurt? Could I have asked for anything better? How the hell was I supposed to handle more than half of this thing in my mouth? I only had time for one question in my head before it was replaced with the struggle to find more room for each of the increasingly deeper strokes he slowly pushed down my throat. It was only because of my past experience that I was able to take his meat without much strain, but this dick was bigger than what I remembered, and my lips were wrapped tightly around its thickness. This was not the first time it had been there, and this was what I had been expecting.Īfter the first push into my mouth, my surprise and confusion melted away into awe of the size of his cock. I took his dick to the back of my stretched mouth, with my strongest protest being an airy moan. His hand didn't move, but I felt a firm piece of flesh, his cock that had already been taken out from his shorts, push against my unprepared lips. Once he let go of the fabric, he took four steps around me, placed one hand around the back of my head and quietly said, "Take it." He continued working and tied the blindfold too tightly for my liking, but that made certain I couldn't see. "What are you doing?" I finally had the nerve to ask him. This was not what I was expecting, at all. I heard him rummage through his pockets behind me, messing with his shorts long enough to seem that he couldn't find what he was looking for, before my field of vision went nearly black. I let my knees buckle, and I dropped down under his pressure. It was something that I remembered, and I felt him push. I stood up to turn around and ask him when I felt hands on my shoulders. "I need it Sam," I heard him say behind me. Making our way through the trails of the forest, he stayed a step or two behind me, when we slowed down and took a breather. Jay was more well-built, with a broader chest and shoulders from the weight room. I was slimmer with a decently athletic build and a nice ass. Jay was about a half a year older than me, and had I only just celebrated my 18th. We both had the most fun during the summer, and the forest was always the first place we went to do some exploring and get exercise in.
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He and I had grown up close, and we spent a lot of free time together, especially in the warmer months. Taking advantage of the end of senior year and the new warmth of early summer, Jay and I made our way through our neighborhood's forest. This is a story about my cousin Jay and I from the not-so-distant past.