We finally arrived at the cottage just as the snowstorm turned into a real blizzard. We drove up the alley to the back door, and John stopped the car. The wind, the snow, and the darkness surround us as we sat in the silence.
I looked over at John and smiled: "Well, we did want to ski, did'nt we? And we needed the snow."
John laughed and said something about not even being able to find the hill in this storm. His eyes met mine, and for a fleeting moment I thought I would melt. You seel, I was eighteen and in love with my cousin, John. Only one little problem: no one knew, especially not John.
He was nineteen, six foot two with black curly hair and blue eyes. A strong body kept hard from a regular workout with weights. I was'nt bad either: six foot, brown hair and eyes, and a good lean body.
I also trained with weights at school.
John had phoned earlier this week and suggested a ski weekend together up at our family cottage in the Laurentians. It was a secluded lakeside place our families used often, but this would be my first time alone with my cousin. I was hot and nervous all week, just counting the hours till we finally left.
Of course we had'nt expected this storm, but so far it looked like fun. We plowed our way to the door and at last got into the house.
It was dark and cold. John tried the lights, but the electricity was out due to the storm. I started a fire in the big stone fireplace as John unloaded the car. It was already late, so we decided that the best thing was to get to bed. John checked the rooms, but they were freezing.
He suggested we bring a mattress by the fire and sleep together for tonight, as we would never sleep in this cold. I was in shock - how would I ever be able to sleep beside this stud without touching him?
We pulled out a double mattress and threw our sleeping bags on it. I built up the fire, and we slowly got ready for bed. John pulled off his shirt, and even though his white tee shirt I could see his well-defined pecs, and in the cold his tits were standing out firmly. I pulled of my own shirt and shivered in the cold. My hands brushed against my tits, which were also rigid. This sent a shivver down my spine, but that was'nt because of the cold. He offered to help me out of my cowboy boots if I, in turn, helped him. I obliged and almost got a hard-on just touching his strong legs. This was going to be more difficult than I thought. We then pulled off our jeans and stared at each other for a mere second or two. We both had on long white underwear, which I always thought so sexy on a man. John commented on my shape, clearly appreciating the work I put into it. I glowed with pride, since coming from him, this was a great compliment.
I was going to get into my sleeping bag when he suggested we open the bags and sleep together, as that would create more heat. I did'nt think my heart could beat this fast, but thank heavens, so far my cocks stood still. We lay side by side, talking and staring into the fire. After a while it got quite warm under the covers, so I decided to take off my t.shirt. I could tell John was staring appreciatively at my chest with its large pecs and well-defined abs. At the tip of my pecs were two large and dark nipples. John mentioned something about family traits and pulled off his tee to reveal an astounding chest with the same dark and quite large nipples. Our tits were erect like four miniature cocks ready for action.
I could feel my cock start to grow, and turned over to hide my embarassment. Pretty soon I could hear John's breath grow deeper as he fell asleep. And after a little while, I turned over so I could stare at my cousin freely. I propped myself up on my elbow and looked down at his beautiful body. He had thrown back the covers as the fire had warmed the room up. He lay on his back with his legs spread wide. My eyes travelled down his chest and rested on his crotch area. I was'nt sure, but the lump there seemed to grow a little as I watched. My own seven-incher was like an iron poker, and I could feel the sticky liquid already starting to ooze out. It was like a dream come true, but also a nightmare, because I could'nt do anything about it. Or could I? I looked into John's face, and he seemed deep in sleep, so I thought, "I'll just touch a little. I'm sure he won't wake if I'm careful."
My hand reached out and my finger slowly touched his nipple. He let out a soft moan and I almost died from the shock, but he never batted and eyelid, so I continued. My finger slowly caressed his left nipple, then his right. My mind was reeling from the excitement of it all. I then stared down at his crotch and was in for a real surprise. The lump had grown into a pole, probably the same size as mine, maybe even a little bigger, which was tenting his long white underwear. My breath now came in gasps as I noticed his dick throb through the cotton fabric.
My eyes moved back up and came into contact with his own open eyes. I moved back, afraid of his reaction, but his hand caught my arm and brought me closer to him. He just smiled at me and said something about "at last" and then brought his lips to mine. His lips were soft and gently brushed mine. I was in paradise. My head was spinning, my cock was throbbing like crazy, and the pre-cum juices were flooding my underwear, making my cock and balls slick and wet.
We brought our bodies together. Our cocks met through the underwear, and the feeling through the fabric was exciting and sensual. His lips opened and the tip of his tongue licked my lips and probed to part them in search of my tongue. Mine came out to meet his, and it was a delicious feeling to play with his tongue. Our hands were caressing each other's chest, playing with nipples. He reached down between our entwined legs and squeezed my aching cock through the underwear. I quickly grabbed his, and we played like this for awhile as our tongues dueled in our mouths. The sensations were too much, and we started moaning and breathing faster and faster.
He then rolled on top of me, crushing our dicks in between our bellies. My legs went around his as we clung to each other. He then started a slow fucking motion with his ips, and I joined in, bringing our hips in together as our cocks slid against each other, the material of the underwear creating a friction that was exquisite.
Our moans grew louder as our hips ground into each other quicker and quicker. Our tongues were now battling as we slurped and kissed. Our hands were at each other's tits, sending waves of ecstasy through our bodies, down to the roots of our cocks. Then, suddenly, we brought our hips together and, with loud cries, exploded at the same time. The force of our mutual cumming left us weak as stream after stream of hot cum gushed from our fuck organs onto our bellies, coating our stomachs and underwear with sticky love juice.
Even though our cocks stayed hard, we stopped our hip motions for awhile, but not our kissing. Our tongues explored every cavity of our mouths, exchanging our fluids. I left his lips to taste his nipples. My tongue flicked at these, and I sucked them into my mouth as he did mine.
Pretty soon we were grinding our hips again, our two hard cocks sliding in our cum. John reached down and slowly pulled off my underwear, leaving my wet cock and balls free. He then pulled of his own and resumed his position between my legs. He positioned his cock right on top of mine, and his hand brought them together as his other hand cupped our balls together. It was like looking at one large circumcised cock. We were both leaking precum again, and our first juices made our crotches sticky and wet. He slowly massaged our cocks together, and the sensation was electric. I could feel the heat of his organ against mine.
I could feel him throb with passion and reciprocated against his.
He then leaned down, pressing our cocks belly to belly. Still holding them, eh started grinding his hips as our tongues met again. Our moans grew louder as our bodies moved as one. The sound of our cocks sliding against each other and our balls slapping as they collided brought us to the breaking point once again. He straightened up and as we both cried out, our cocks simultaneously ejaculated a stream of white cum which landed on my chest, followed by others that covered my belly with our passion. He then collapsed on me as we kissed and ground our bodies to mix our juices together.
It was a weekend I would never forget. I can't remember if we skiied or not.
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