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Christmas Cocks By The Rumpranger
Chapter 10: Cousin Gaydar
My cousin Brett and I had been left to our own devices for the afternoon. We'd told the family that we wanted to remain behind to rest thereby not joining the others for the drive into town to do some last minute shopping. A plausible story as we would all be up late and early into the morning attending Christmas Eve services. I didn't really need a nap or need anything in town; besides, I was almost broke. I had roughly twenty bucks to last me until the Army deposited my paycheck in the bank. I continued looking out the window watching Uncle Jack's SUV disappear down the two lane road.
As the vehicle vanished from sight my mind was pondering lecherous thoughts about my cousin lying on the bed across the room. I turned around flopping across the bed thinking about what had transpired early in the morning between Danny and me; moreover, I was now secretly wishing that my young cousin would come over and begin sexually molesting me.
If we didn't waste any time we should have about two to three hours to accomplish the task before anyone would be back at the house. Suddenly, before my thoughts were finished Brett got up off the roll-away across the room, joining me, sitting at the foot of the bed watching me. Damn, the kid must be psychic or something.
Gazing down at my young cousin I asked, "I thought you were gonna to take a nap?"
"Naw, I just needed an excuse to be alone so I could chill out with you," Brett said.
I fluffed and placed a couple of pillows against the headboard behind me, scooting up so we could make eye contact as the two of us talked. When Brett returned from his shower he'd put on his Levis and T-shirt. For the first time gazing towards the foot of the bed I got a real good look at the young hot teen. Beneath his T-shirt he appeared to enjoy a better upper body physique than his older brother, but what I really wanted to see was what was buried in his boxer briefs.
"So, if I remember correctly there's a years difference in age between you and your older brother?" I asked.
"Yeah, actually eleven months. Mom and dad must have started screwin as soon as possible after Brandon was born or I was the milkman's mistake," Brett said laughingly.
"No way cuz you and your brother look too much alike with too many other family characteristics and attributes for your conception to have been anything other than your mom and dad," I replied to his joke.
"Yeah, we share the same parents no doubt. I just don't know where Brandon gets his belligerent and arrogant attitude from," Brett said, "He postures like a thug but he's not.
"Apparently you've never met uncle Bob."
"You mean the uncle that lives in Arizona?" Brett questioned.
"Yeah, I could tell you some nasty shit about him. Real arrogant asshole he is. He thinks he God's gift to mankind and the world. So, both of you go to the same school?" I asked redirecting the conversation.
"Yeah. Both of us are taking advanced placement classes in high school. Brandon will graduate just after he's seventeen next year and if all goes well I'll graduate before I'm seventeen the following year. We both skipped grades. You know, with both mom and dad teaching at the university they're all about education."
"Yeah, same with my folks," I said, "I skipped ahead in school, did the AP courses in high school and was a freshman in college just before I was seventeen. So, there I am in college you know tryin to be cool and get laid, no fuckin way at seventeen."
"I know what you mean," Brett replied.
"Dude, I was so fuckin bored goin to college; furthermore, I had no goals in life. I hadn't figured out who I was or what I wanted. I met a guy during my second semester who was nineteen and gay. I thought he was all that and then some. We had a great time together for a few months; I thought I was in love with him. He left school after the end of spring semester was over and I never heard from him again. Basically, I was his cum dumpster for the semester," I related my tale of woe to my cousin.
"Whoa, Dude that is so rude," Brett said.
"No shit. So, after I turned eighteen I started giving careful consideration to joining the military. You know all the excitement and adventure shit. I figured after fours years in the Army I should have some direction in life and what I wanted to do with the rest of my life."
Brett was listening intently leaning on his elbow with his hand supporting his head as I continued to babble about my life. I really hadn't been paying attention to what he was doing with his free hand. He'd been untying my sneakers. He was casually pulling off one sneaker and then the other. As we continued talking he began slowly rolling my white tube socks down and off my feet.
"What are you doing?" I asked a little bemused.
"Making you more comfortable," Brett said smiling.
"More comfortable for what?" I asked.
"Whatever comes up," Brett said, "By the way cuz nice lookin feet."
I could feel Brett's finger tips tracing around my feet and toes in a most sensual way at the same time asking, "So, are you ticklish cuz?"
"Yeah a little."
With that said Brett began crawling up my body like Spider Man. With great stealth he moved closer to my face. There was a hushed silence in the room as Brett looked into my eyes. All I could hear in my ears was my heart pounding and it was definitely pounding faster. I sensed that my young cousin might be trying to seduce me.
"So, now that you know my story cuz what's yours?" I asked.
"I'm the family queer or gay or whatever you want to call it, does that make any difference? I mean you know in how you view me," Brett said in a soft voice.
"Hell no!" I said, "You don't have to explain or apologize to me about your lifestyle," I replied.
"I'm glad, `cause I really like you cuz," Brett said, "In fact, I like you a whole bunch."
Without another word Brett got up and began removing my Levis. I didn't try to interfere. I lifted my ass letting my young cousin pull my Levis down and off my legs. I lay there wearing nothing but my white briefs and T-Shirt saying, "And I like you too."
Brett smiled as he eased back down towards the foot of the bed whereby he began caressing my feet and toes again. Oh God, I though I would cum as his warm moist lips touched my feet and toes. Only one other guy had ever performed anything like that before and I truly enjoyed it.
"I love a guy with great feet and toes as well as hands and fingers," Brett said seductively looking up at me.
After nearly making me cum kissing and licking my feet Brett slowly began kissing up my legs saying, "Such powerful legs."
Finally, his face came to rest between my legs letting his nose gently root around in my covered crotch. I tussled Brett's tresses of brown hair as he took his time inhaling the aroma. From there he moved directly to my navel kissing it, letting his tongue explore it and the dark line leading into the waistband of my briefs that was attached to the hidden pubic hair. I continued running my fingers through his soft hair.
Brett looked up at me asking sheepishly, "I was just wondering if your down for messin around, you know sexually?"
"Uh-huh," was all I could utter.
"Because right now you're hard as a baseball bat and not resisting my advances," Brett said scooting in closer between my legs.
Again, "Uh-huh," was all I could utter.
I began to blush and feel warm. My young well-schooled cousin was kissing my abdomen moving his face down to my crotch again. I could feel the wet spot on my briefs right below the waist band. Something that had caught his interest; he kissed the damp widening circle lightly, tasting what was making the area wet. He looked up and smiled saying, "Very tasty."
With his hands on each side of my briefs he began slowly rolling the waistband down, but only enough to expose just the head of my cock.
"Oh my, what have we here? Such a nice looking circumcised dick you have. I mean that's a very pretty plump plum head on it," Brett remarked.
There were uncontrollable unintelligible gurgling sounds in my throat. I couldn't believe I wasn't fighting off Brett's advances.
"Cousin, you've got an awesome looking dick would you be kind enough to let me suck it?" Brett asked in a soft voice.
"Uh-huh," Again, that was all I could muster. I was a little flabbergasted at my young cousin's candid request, so I said, "But I'm four years older than you."
"So," Brett said, "I've got one boyfriend back home who is only thirteen in junior high school and another that is eighteen who goes to high school with me. We enjoy sex together and sometimes have threesomes and foursomes."
Before I could voice another objection Brett leaned his face into my crotch and began licking the underside of my cockhead, the frenulum area. As his tongue performed its magic on the frenulum he had me writhing and moaning.
"Oh my God," was all I could get out, "Oh God please don't stop."
He finally ceased his tongue foreplay just about the time I thought I was going to blow a nut. He eased up my body lying on top of me. His mouth closed on mine. His luscious lips met mine and before I knew it I was accepting his tongue into my mouth. I was in heaven and all the thoughts about incest and age difference were flying away with the winter winds. Nothing but lust filled my heart.
My better judgment had given way to pure animalistic desire for this kid now lying on top of me. We continued making out letting our hands roam exploring each other's bodies. My hands began squeezing his ample buns while he ran his fingers over my arms, face and head. All sorts of evil thoughts were racing through my head. I could feel his hard cock and I'm sure he could feel mine sandwiched between our bodies.
The cock I was feeling felt to be good size too; not a boy sized schlong. We continued frotting, making out as we rubbed our covered crotches together. I wanted to see his cock. I wanted to taste it. Our hearts were racing and the scent of raw sex was beginning to fill the air. There was nothing I could do to stop what was happening.
Hell, I didn't want to stop. My juices were flowing and I wanted to engage in sex with my cousin. Fuck the consequences. Brett broke our embrace, nestling his head next to my ear he began whispering, "Donny, I want you. I want to suck your dick and I want you to cornhole me."
I didn't answer. I lay there in a state of bewilderment. Slowly, with his hand behind my neck he pulled me up enough to begin working my T-shirt over my head. Once he had my shirt off and my bare chest exposed he pushed me back. Brett then went to work playing with my nipples. They were standing tall like soldiers at attention on the parade field. He placed his mouth over the areola letting his tongue delicately dance across the top of my erect pink nipple. I let out a moan. He bit down on my nipple lightly continuing the tongue dance. I moaned again.
He asked, "Am I hurting you?"
"No," I replied, "please don't stop. Keep doing that and I'll cum in just a minute or two."
Brett kissed each nipple tenderly and then moved up to my face saying, "Well, I don't want that to happen." You know, I had visions of you and me in bed from the moment I walked through the backdoor today."
"How'd you know, I mean what made you think I'd be down for all this?" I asked.
"Gaydar. I have excellent perception when a Dude is gay. Besides, I've had a crush on you since as far back as I can remember. There was something about you when our eyes met earlier today and then you didn't pull away when I was rubbing my leg against yours under the table," Brett explained.
I couldn't believe my younger cousin had the hots for me all the past years and said nothing. If I'd only known maybe I would have acted sooner. One thing for sure even though Brett was young he was not a novice when it came to the art of seduction. Unbelievable that a fifteen year old kid knew as much as he did; he was far more advanced than his chronological age, probably more so than his sixteen year old brother and Danny. I was becoming more at ease with the young hot stud seducing me.
"Oh yes, I promise we are going to enjoy these moments and wherever you go in the world from here your going to take these memories with you forever," Brett confided as he continued fondling and kissing me.
"Oh yes," I replied, "I'll definitely remember this."
"When mom told us you were going to be here for Christmas this year my goal was to get you in bed. I hope you don't mind but there is another cousin I want to get in bed with before I go home," Brett said.
"Who's that, Danny?" I asked.
"No. Timmy. Last summer I walked in on him taken a leak and noticed his log. Even though it was soft the guys got a whopper; in fact, I'd say a super sized one. Have you seen it?" Brett asked.
"Not yet, but I've heard about it. Do you think he is a player?" I asked.
"Don't know, but I want to find out," Brett replied, "right now you're my number one desire."
"So, when I am going to get to see the surprise you got hiding in your drawers?" I asked.
Without a word Brett got up, standing at the foot of the bed he pulled his designer boxer briefs down letting the hard pole hidden inside slap back against his abdomen. As he kicked the briefs off he stood at my feet teasing me with his bouncing boner, showing off his goods. I was surprised. Again, for a fifteen year old he was well-endowed. Probably about the same length and girth as mine around six and half to seven inches long with beautifully circumcised stealthy cockhead. A full array of dark pubic hair and nice sized nut sac complimented his crotch.
"Wow!" I exclaimed.
"Do you like it?" Brett asked as he lowered his body back down on top of me.
"Oh yes, I like it very much," I replied, "do I get to taste it or is this a one way deal?"
"Whatever you want Donny."
"I know I want to taste that hot dog of yours," I said.
With that said Bret turned opposite me on the bed so we could both get a better view of each other. I reached out grasping the shaft eyeing his ample glans. I knew I wanted to not only suck the beauty; I wanted it to fill my ass. Brett was fondling my engorged cock and playing with my nuts. Suddenly, I felt his warm lips on the head of my cock. Brett's tongue began dancing circling the corona. My mind was filled with erotic thoughts as we continued pleasuring each other.