This story contains sex scene descriptions between cousins. It's intended to adult readers. A HUGE thank you to everyone that helped me with this one. You know who you are...
The Awakening
The names of these characters don’t matter. What you really need to know is:
This is an almost real story.
Yes, this story is about me and how I was introduced to gay sex.
I won’t pretend it was all rainbows and unicorns. Hell! It was far from it.
At 18-years-old, the most I had ever done, concerning gay sex, was jerking off and one or two blowjobs.
To give you some context, I lived in a small, very traditional and very uptight village, especially when it came to accepting differences, in Portugal. So, coming out as gay in that community while having a homophobic father at home was dreadful and impossible.
I was a good-looking guy, 1.78 meters (5 foot 10) with brown hair and bright brown eyes. I was never a huge fan of the gym or sports but I kept myself in a good shape. Despite having a lean physique, it was more due to genetics than to the workout itself.
It all began in the summer. My parents rented a house for our vacations in a small beach town near where I lived. We had been doing that every single year since I was 10 years old. A whole month of beach and nothing else.
The days were spent on the beach, relaxing and enjoying the sun. The nights were spent talking and having fun with the family.
This particular year my cousins, from Lisbon, were staying with us. I was thrilled. Pedro and Joana were the children of my eldest uncle. Pedro was 25 and Joana 26.
As soon as they arrived my eyes were fixed on Pedro. He was 1.80 meters (5 foot 11), with jet black hair and hazel eyes. He had always been a fan of the gym and his dedication to it was for everybody to see. It had been five years since I last saw him and he looked different. Manly, more mature, with broad shoulders, great biceps and a sharp jawline that caught my attention.
“Lu! Man! You have grown!” Pedro said, smiling as he pulled me in for a hug.
Fuck! His smell. GOD!! His smell was intoxicating. Old Spice mixed with manscent. I took a deep breath before I pulled myself away from the hug. His body was close. So close. I could feel the warmth coming from him.
I did my best not to stare. I remember looking away and trying to greet them casually as they entered the house.
“Yeah cousin. Five years. Everybody changes in five years,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.
“But you, cousin! You became a man, bro!” he replied, lightly punching my arm. He put his arm above my shoulders, pulling me closer to him. “Last time I saw you there was no hair on your face. And now… damm… a real man!” he said with a mischievous grin.
I forced myself to smile, feeling him closer to me. The warmth, the smell and his muscles pressed against my body were sending sparks to my groin.
The house had 3 bedrooms. The master bedroom, where my mother, father and my small sister would sleep. And 2 other bedrooms. Joana would stay in one of them. Me and Pedro would share the remaining bedroom.
I remember thinking “THANK YOU GOD!!”.
When it was just us guys in the room, Pedro never made any attempt to hide himself from me. As soon as we got to our bedroom, he stripped to put his swim shorts on.
“So, cousin, ready for the beach?” he asked with a nonchalant expression, as if he just met me at a café.
My eyes were fixed on him. His manly torso with dark fur, thick muscular legs and a very impressive package in his underwear. As soon as he stripped completely, I saw why.
Inside was a beautiful uncut piece of manmeat. It was long and veiny, hanging low with the head peeking out from the slightly drawn back foreskin. The balls hanging low under that gorgeous shaft, lightly covered in curly dark pubes. Everything about him exuded masculinity. His deep voice and his confidence in being totally naked, as if he was born to walk around like that.
I tried hard to shake the thoughts creeping into my head. Trying even harder to divert my eyes to anywhere else, avoiding his body. This was my cousin. I shouldn’t have these feelings. I knew I was gay. But this was dangerous territory. Him, being family, and me, being in the closet.
I could feel my face turning red as my body reacted to the sight in front of me. The growing hardness inside my own shorts becoming dangerously noticeable. I shifted and turned, trying my best to hide the mass that would soon be impossible to miss.
Pedro just looked at me, puzzled. He saw my discomfort but couldn’t put his finger on what was going on.
“Are you ok, Luis? Seams like you never saw a naked guy before?” he asked with a smile.
“Me? No. What are you saying?! Of course I have.” I tried to be as casual as possible. “It’s this heat, cousin! It’s killing me. And, yes! Let’s go to the beach, please!” I said, trying hard to maintain some composure and calm in my voice.
When we got to the beach, I tried my best to be as close to Pedro as I could. I placed my towel next to his. The sun felt warm on my skin as I tried my best to relax.
“Luis. You have to out some sunscreen on. Or you will end up with a sunburn!” Pedro chided me with a concerned tone to.
I allowed him to smear some of the sunscreen on me. That only increased my arousal. His hands rubbing my skin were sending shivers all over my body, as he was slowly spreading the lotion on my back, taking his time on my shoulders and upper arms.
“There you go, cuz. Now there is no chance to ruin that body of yours!” he said smiling wide. I thanked him and offered to return the favor. “Not necessary. I’ve already got my base tan going, bro.”
Throughout the afternoon, he was as playful as always. We joked and insulted each other, boxing and wrestling on the beach. Our bodies pressed together with the occasional brush of my hand on his crotch, which did nothing to relieve my current arousal state.
I kept trying to catch a glimpse of his bulge. Every time he looked at me, I looked away and tried to mask my interest. Every minute spent was torture. I remember my heart pounding in my chest. My mouth dry and my head in total confusion. Everything was strange. I was trying too hard to see something, to get closer in some way.
When we returned home it was almost sunset. I went straight to the bathroom to shower away the salt and sand that clung to my skin. My cock was still rock hard.
The water felt so good on me, like a balm. It not only washed away the beach, but soothed my tense muscles, allowing me to relax and let my mind wander.
I began rubbing my throbbing shaft as my hips swayed freely and my dick began fucking my hand of its own accord. The sensations of my hand and the jets of water from the shower were driving me insane. I was thrusting my hips in a furious motion, trying hard to release the sexual tension that had built up. I had spent most of the day horny as hell, therefore it didn’t take long before I started shooting rope after rope of thick cum. My eyes were closed tightly as my body shook uncontrollably. I nestled my face in my arm, biting into my flesh to prevent me from moaning too loudly, supporting myself against the tiled wall, my knees becoming weak.
I turned off the water. “Fuck…! What the fuck am I doing?” I wondered, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around my waist.
“Luis… get your shit together!” I remember thinking. “He’s your cousin. And if anybody finds out, hell will break loose”.
I left the bathroom, still shaking with the afterglow, with only a towel around my waist. I was still processing my feelings, this flood of emotions that was pounding in my chest when I entered the bedroom.
As soon as I did I saw Pedro, lying in bed. His muscular body had sunk into the soft mattress. His eyes were closed and his chest rose and fell at a steady, peaceful pace.
I approached him. My mind was still in a fog of post-orgasm bliss and the pure lust I was feeling again. My eyes lingered on every centimeter of his perfectly toned body. The bulge in his shorts was magnificent. I got closer, trying to catch a whiff of his groin. I inhaled deeply taking in all that musky scent mixed with sunscreen and the salty perfume of the sea.
“Fuck… he smells so good!” I thought to myself.
I looked at his face. Studying his features and making sure he was still asleep. I needed to touch it. I needed to feel that piece of meat. Without even thinking about what I was doing, I let my hand brush softly against his basket.. His body reacted to my touch with a distinct swelling of his meat, the erection more noticeable with each pump of blood it got from his heart.
I don’t know how long I stayed that way. Just worshipping that piece of meat attached to my cousin. The sight and smell was overwhelming.
I wanted more. I wanted to grab it. To taste it. To lick it. It was clear that the pulsing of that shaft was reflecting the heartbeat that pumped in that glorious chest.
Lost in a lustful fog, I was suddenly jarred from my reverie about Pedro’s throbbing hardness by its owners voice.
“What are you doing, Lu”
I froze. His words cut through the air like a knife. The fear of getting caught. The panic started tightening my chest.
Crouched below his bed, I looked up and there he was staring at me. Looking down at me. His eyes barely open. But no hint of anger, no threat of a violent response..
He looked at me as if trying to figure out what to do next. My eyes were locked on his.
We stayed that way for what seamed like forever and all of a sudden his mouth moves.
“Go to your bed, Lu!” His tone was forceful but not cruel.
“I am sorry. I am so sorry, Pedro. Please, don’t tell my father!” I pleaded, never unlocking my eyes from his.
“Luis! Go to bed, dude. Chill, stop worrying. I won’t tell anything, ok?” he said. His voice was calm and firm. No hint of fury or anger in it.
I stood and made my way to my own bed, and lay there with my back to him. I was too ashamed to face him. Too ashamed to be in the same room. Too afraid that any of my family would found out about me, and my shameful act.
I don’t know I lay there in that state, not facing Pedro.. Minutes? Hours? It seemed to me like an eternity.
I heard him getting out of his bed and felt my own bed sag under his weight as he sat beside me.
“Lu? Cousin? Let’s talk about this,” he said in a soft voice.
I couldn’t face him, let alone talk to him.
“Come on, primo. Do you think I am blind? Or stupid?” he asked in a soft manner. “I know that you are gay since you were thirteen years old, dude. ”
My heart fell to the bottom of my stomach.
“How?” I asked
“You were always checking guys out. And last time I was here you had gay porn in your browser history,” he said with a soft chuckle.
“Vá lá, mano. You spent all day checking me out and looking at my cock” He looked down to his hard cock, while saying this.
My mouth went dry. My heart began pounding hard in my chest. I was caught in a whirlwind of emotions.
“Hey, I am not mad. Really.” He said calmly. “You are a good looking dude.”
He puts his hand on my back, rubbing in gentle circles..
“And you know what they say. It takes one to know one!” he said with a smile.
My eyes opened in wide surprise. There, facing me, was the guy that I desired. The guy that I spent the entire day trying subtly to check out, confirming that he was also gay.
“Pedro, you…? But I never… you never…” I tried to speak but my words kept getting stuck on my tongue.
“What you face here, with your father, I also face with mine,” he said bluntly “They are completely against gays. Do you think I would do anything that would risk my home life?” he asked with a hint of bitterness
Pedro continued to rub my back, getting lower as he spoke.
“You know, cousin, everybody in the house is sleeping now. Maybe you want to resume what you were doing earlier.” he said with a devilish grin.
I was trapped between the desire to suck that piece of art he had for a cock and the instinct to run away. I must have looked like a deer in the headlights.
“Come on, Lu! Blow me! It's being a week since I get laid. ” His tone was more pleading than demanding.
And so I did. He lowered his swim shorts exposing his fully hard erection. It was big, veiny and smelled irresistible..
I began to lick it slowly, worshipping every centimeter of that cock. It was like something out of a dream. I could hear his low moans, trying his best not to be too loud.
But my ears were filled with my own heart beat. The sounds, the smell and the feeling of his cock was making my head spin out of control.
I opened my mouth to suckle the helmet, coating my tongue with pre-cum. The taste was perfect. I savoured every bit of it.
I began to bob my head up and down, trying my best not to allow my teeth to scratch that beautiful dick.
In the background I could hear Pedro sighing with a low moan.
“Suck that dick! Come on, cousin, let me go deeper,” he said putting his hand on my head. I remember being pushed gently to take another centimeter more. His hips grinding my face, making that piston in and out my mouth.
As I was bobbing up and down, trying my best to take all of that gorgeous shaft in my mouth and trying to match his rhythm, gagging and coughing from the full length of it.
“Easy. Breathe. Take it easy. Don’t rush,” he said in a reassuring voice.
And so I did. Taking my time to suck and make him feel good.
Pedro slowly slid his hand under my towel into my ass crack, teasing my virgin hole with his finger.
“Foda-se! You're tight , primo!” Pedro said in a hushed voice “First time?” he asked
I manage to nod, never stopping my sucking and slobbering on that rod, covering it with a thick coat of spite and throat slime.
I really don’t remember how it happened, but he slipped two fingers inside my mouth, coating them with my spit and slime. Slowly he resumed his teasing on my hole, tracing circles along my entrance. Without a single warning he pushed his index finger inside, causing me to flinch in pain.
“Easy cousin. Just breathe.” He said calmly.
Fuck. Easier said than done. I tried my best to continue sucking him while I was feeling my hole being invaded for the first time. I moaned and squirmed, adjusting myself to the feeling of having a finger in my ass. As soon as I relaxed enough he pushed a second one. And the struggle resumed.
“Keep sucking. This will feel good in no time!” He said, with his free hand holding me in place. I was having my very first finger fuck and it was driving me wild.
He kept moving his fingers around, in and out, wiggling them, pushing, probing and searching. And, in a flash, there it was. That sweet and soft spot that all of us have. As he reached it, I surrendered completely to the feeling of having that place rubbed and probed. A jolt of pure pleasure rushed through my body.
I gasped, grabbing his body tightly. By now I was rock hard leaking pre-cum into the towel around my waist. I began to grind my ass against his hand. I wanted more. I needed more of that. My cock was trapped between my abdomen and the soft material of the towel. Each movement sent sparks of pleasure from both ends.
I moved my ass back trying to get his fingers to rub that sweet place again. My body fell into a trance, abandoning all traces of resistance.
“Thats it. You are enjoying this, aren't you? Cabrão,” he said with a grin.
I was more than enjoying it. Fuck! This was a dream came true. I was sucking the most beautiful cock that I had ever seen while my ass was being opened for the very first time.
Without asking any permission he took my towel away, leaving me naked and exposed. By this time I really didn’t really care anymore. I just wanted to feel more of that wonderful bliss I felt when he rubbed my prostate.
“Fodasse! Get over here!” he said, as he pulled me onto his lap. He placed my legs on each side of his thighs, grabbing me closer to his body. The feeling was overwhelming. His warmth embraced me. His smell was hypnotic.
He pulled my head driving my mouth to his, kissing me deeply. I felt his tongue passing my lips, as he started to move it all around my mouth. I tried to mimic his movements and in no time our tongues were lock in a sensual dance. I could feel the taste of his tongue, the smoothness of his mouth, the feeling of his lips kissing and sucking my own.
His hands continued to massage my ass cheeks, making way to his dick, as the tip rested on the entrance of my hole.
Spit and pre-cum were lubing it as he kept rubbing his shaft up and down.
“Lu… Look at me. Look at my eyes. I won't hurt you. We’ll go slow, ok?” he said softly
I had no idea what I was about to face. As soon as the helmet head entered my ass, I felt what I can only describe as something between a burn and a sharp pain jolting from it. I tried to escape the invasion and the painful sensation but his hands kept me in place.
His mouth covered mine, muffling the sounds of the intrusion. His tongue resumed the sensual dance inside my mouth, making me moan quietly.
He stood still, waiting for the pain to subside. As soon as I started to relax he begun to push more and more inside. It was excruciating. I was whimpering and moaning in his mouth. Squirming as I tried my best to find a better position, but with each movement I only made him enter ne further. He kept looking at me to see if I could endure some more of his length, using my face as an indicator of my tolerance.
With a final thrust he buried the last centimeters in me, pinning me tightly so I couldn’t escape.
“Lu, breathe deep. Relax. Don’t close your ass. You are clenching too tightly,” he said with an urgency in his voice.
As much as I tried, the feeling of being over-stretched was getting the best of me. I was panting hard. In those minutes, the only thing that existed was his cock inside my no longer virgin ass. As much as I tried to dislodge him from me, his grip was tight around my body.
“Shhh. Breath. Foda-se. Just breathe. Hear me out!” he said a bit louder.
Finally I began to breathe deeply, allowing my muscles to relax and adjust to the massive invasion. The initial discomfort subsided giving way to a mix of pain and pleasure.
I looked into his eyes, giving a gentle nod in reassurance that I was feeling much better. Pedro simply began to move slowly, thrusting his hips against my body, with tenderness and care.
“Yes! That’s it. Breathe,” he said in a hushed tone.
I begun breathing deeply to the rhythm of his thrusts, finding his pace and allowing myself to melt into the feelings I was getting from my first fuck.
His pace became steadier as I began to relax even more. I could feel his pubes brushing against my ass cheeks, his abdominal muscles contracting with every thrust of him inside me.
That gorgeous cock was opening my insides, creating space inside me, touching and rubbing all the right places. He kept my mouth trapped on his, preventing me from moaning loudly.
Our room was filled with the sounds of my whimpers and yelps, sounds of sweaty flesh against flesh as his cock was driven even further inside me while he grunted, pushing in and out of my now used asshole.
At this point I was totally and completely under his control, abandoning my self-will. I didn’t care. I didn’t matter. All that was important was the feeling I was getting from my stuffed rectum.
All of a sudden he pushed me away from him, making his cock leave my hole with a popping sound. The air that escaped my ass made a sound like a balloon being deflated.
“Lay on your stomach. Stick your ass up, cousin,” he said softly.
It took me no time to comply with his request. With his hands he spread my ass cheeks licking my now open hole.
“Look at that . Fodasse! What a piece of ass!” I heard him say as he started darting his tongue inside my exposed entrance. With each lick and kiss he was adding more layers of pleasure and desire. I was biting the pillow below my face, trying hard not to scream with the intense pleasure I was getting from the expert rimming he was giving me.
He stopped licking my ass to position himself behind me. One of his hands grabbed my hip as the other held his cock in place, brushing the tip against my entrance, spreading the slime and pre-cum oozing from it. With a steady thrust he pushed all of his manhood back inside my eager ass. I felt a scream building inside my throat, being muffled before it left my mouth by his firm hand now covering it.
The thrusts began to get more eager, more demanding. His strong hand still clasped over my mouth to prevent me crying out.
I felt his thick shaft being moved in and out, dragging against my insides with the movement and hitting a sweet spot inside my hole.
“Primo. Foda-se. You are still tight as fuck,”Pedro hissed between thrusts. “Stop clenching your ass. You will make me cum in no time. And I want to enjoy this virgin ass.”
His breath started coming in gasps and shallow breaks. He was close to orgasm.
My arms were stretched upward, grabbing the bed sheets so tight my knuckles turned white. The intense feelings of my ass being opened wide with Pedro going even more deeply in this position was more than I could stand.
I felt Pedro’s hand grabbing my hard leaking cock, pumping it at the same rhythm he was fucking me. That was enough to send me over the edge. I started shooting rope after rope of warm jizz, drenching the sheets below me as I tried to cover the sounds coming from my mouth, burying my face in the pillow below my head.
Pedro pumped hard one last time. His cock pulsed and throbbed, shooting his warm seed inside me, painting my insides with thick white batter. He collapsed on top of me, burying his face in the back of my head, panting as he came down from the afterglow.
I was panting hard too. My head still spinning from the intense orgasm I just experienced. I could feel his cock slowly pulling out, dragging his seed along with him. I sensed the cum oozing from my well-used hole, running along my balls and inner thighs.
Pedro laid on the bed, pulling me close to him, spooning me into a tight embrace. My ass was sore, wide open. I reached down, touching the now puffy, sticky asshole drenched in his cum and my ass fluids.
“Cousin... That was… fuck,” he said, still trying to recover from his orgasm.
I was unable to reply. My mind was a mix of thoughts and emotions. What just happened, how had it happened? But my biggest and terrifying concern was where we would go from here.
As if reading my mind, Pedro caressed my face, running his fingers through my hair.
“Descansa. The night is still young” he murmured while he kissed my neck.
I smiled. I didn’t know if I could take another round. But I would surely try my best.
(Continue??)
