Gramps told Wesley that he'd have to greet Matty when he comes and entertain him for a few days. "I gotta see that lawyer Evers in town. The mortgage is paid off and I wanta get some proof of it. Then I need to contract for feed and other supplies for the comin' winter. Ken you take care of everthin?"
"Sure, don't worry 'bout nothin'. You might take the Ford. It's easier to drive than yur old truck."
"That's mighty nice, but it's yur vi-hic-le. I'll git along fine with the old truck. 'Sides, Matty may want to take a rid with you in it."
Wesley was alone for half the day when he heard shouting outside. He looked out his window and saw a young fellow in a car with no roof, 'vertble he thought it was called. "Hey," the young man called, "Don't you know your old cousin Mat?"
Wesley hurried outside and stood at the shiny car.
"Good lord and little fishes! I'd never know you Matty. You changed into a 'tirely different person." Wesley stood there smiling so hard his cheeks hurt. There getting out of the car was a six footer with big broad shoulders and to top everything off he had a nice beginning of a mustache growing underneath his nose and chin whiskers. "You look at least twenty years old. Yur big and just.....growd up....and that voice, it's real deep. 'Member you used to have a high pipin' sound, like a new born calf. I have to get used to this new sound. Tell you it makes me feel a little funny 'cause it buzzes on my chest."
"I'm still the same Matti inside, it's just the outside that changed. I see you're as handsome as ever, eve, more so." He came over and hugged Wesley so hard he lost his breath. Both boys felt the others equipment pressing out at them below their flat stomachs and they separated a little breathless and red faced.
Wesley helped unload the bags. There turned out to be just one small duffle and and a brown paper package. "That's a birthday present for you cus. It's a whole quart of the best rum. Your 18 and you gotta have your first getting' drunk."
They had lots to talk about, family and things. Wesley cooked up hamburgers and 'taters and finished the meal with store bought ice cream. "Matti growled out in his new deep voice, "You'll make some one a great wife. Come here. I didn't mean to insult you." He said this because he noticed Wesley's pretty mouth turned down in a frown. "Let me give you a kiss to make it better." He grabbed Wesley and kissed him wetly on both cheeks and then a quick one on the mouth. He left Wesley breathless and Matty felt a hard shaft pressing on his hip when he kissed his pretty cousin.
Once the dishes were put away the boys stripped to shorts and turned on the TV. They watched a baseball game. "Oh shit, we forgot the booze. Help me set up some ice and glasses."
They settled back together on the old couch. The TV was off and the radio was playing some nice music. They sipped the drinks. "It tastes okay, Matty, I thought it would be like medicine. The best part is it warms up my whole body and I don't know why, but I feel like laughing."
"Laugh away. Do whatever your body tells you to. We're alone here and we can kick back and howl. Come closer. Remember a few years ago, last time I was here, I used to sleep right up against you. I didn't forget. It was a little like this." He moved his bare chest up against Wesley. Then he put his head on Wesley's chest and he was right over Wesley's right nipple. It stiffened and rose from Matty's breath on it. "Hey, I see your tits like to get in the act." He reached down and stroked the little nubbin. Wesley moaned from the attention. "You are really a horn dog, and I think my handsome cus is getting' a little wasted."
"I do feel a might dizzy, but good. Your doing that to my chest makes me even dizzier. I think I better go up and git into bed."
"Good idea, I'll be right behind your hot ass."
Once in the bedroom Wesley slipped off his shorts. He always slept natural. Mat seeing this followed his example. The two fell into bed. Wesley turned away from Mat and closed his eyes tight, hoping he'd go right to sleep, but Mat had his own ideas. He was getting sexed up from the rum, it always affected him that way. He felt his cock getting stiff and pushing out toward his cousin. Wesley felt it and he gasped.
When Mat took off his shirt, Wes noticed that he had a faint growth of hair in the middle of his chest and the sight of it kept coming into his mind. It was so sexy, it make him breathe hard. Now he could feel that fuzz resting against his smooth back. It was driving him crazy with the beginnings of lust.
Mat spoke into Wes's neck. "Tell me Wes, you discovered wacking off?"
"Yeah, I think you mean rubbing off yer penis. Sure, it's great."
"You ever do any sex with a girl?"
"No, you?"
"Yeah, there's this one old gal lives nearby and anytime I get hard up I kin fuck her. She's not much to look at, but she's real handy close by. " He paused a long time. "Actually her brother is much better lookin' and he gives head great."
"What's head," Wesley asked, having trouble speaking. He had to clear his throat several times.
"Head is getting sucked on your penis....or cock as every one else calls it. It's the hottest thing there is 'sides fucking.You never had that?"
"Well truth be told, I just recently 'perienced that. It was a good-looking fellow who does the driving test down at the county seat. I still can feel the power of it."
"Did you do it back to him?"
"Now I can't tell you everything, there'd be nothin' left to talk about. Let's go to sleep. And....Mat, it's okay ifn you want to lean on me."
Mat sighed and moved up closer and put his head back on the smooth warm chest. It was so comforting, he felt himself slipping down fast into a nice heavy sleep.
Wes woke up before Mat. Mat had moved to the side during the night. He was lying on his back and it gave a chance to Wes to really look over his new changed cousin. He loved the long legs with a fuzz of hair on the shins, the slight shadow on the cheeks, indicating Mat would have to shave a lot in a few years. Three years earlier Mat had a thin three inch penis. Now it was a formidable tool. The head poked out slightly from the heavy foreskin. He guessed it was about five inches or more soft. It lay snuggled against the hollow on the top of Mat's low hanging balls. Mat leaned over the sniffed the package. It smelled great, ripe and manly. He kept smelling and realized that the cock was rising and filling out and the odor became more distinct.
Mat swallowed and moaned in his sleep. Mat could see that his balls were moving slightly inside their fleshy sack. Mat couldn't stop from going further. His own cock was hard and pulsing. He stuck out an exploratory tongue and licked the head of the sleeping boy's cock. Suddenly Mat woke up. He looked down at his crotch and smiled. He spoke in a very deep morning voice, "Hey cus, you're getting me riled up. I saw your ass last night when you turned over. It is the nicest one I've ever seen. I think you would like some attention paid to it. Should I try?"
Wes cleared his throat. "Now I can't say I never thought about it, but you're kinda big to fit in my hole. I kin hardly git my finger in there. It does feel good when I fool around in my hind quarters."
Mat embraced him tightly. He kissed him and then kissed his way down Wes's smooth body until he encountered the boy's rampant cock. He suckled it gentle until Wes was moaning in extreme sexual passion. Finally they broke apart. Wes said softly, "I'll try to do it....fer you, cause I love you and want you to have pleasure. But stop ifn I hurt too bad."
Mat placed Wes on his knees and elbows. Wes felt his ass was exposed and vulnerable. Mat stared at the perfectly shaped pear halves in front of him. Between he could see the round hairless hole. It was slightly open now and he could see pinkness inside. This meant that Wes was already primed for entry. But still Mat felt he had to have permission. He put his hands on the crouching boy, his back was shooting sweat of fear. He stroked him lovingly. "Wes, I can't go in unless you ask for it."
Wes stayed in the same position. Finally he said haltingly, "Cus, I just don't have the courage to ask for it. I hope I would be so hot for it that I couldn't even think."
"Maybe I can do that." He wet his finger and stroked Wes's ass hole. Wes grunted in pleasure. Then the finger went inside. "It's not too tight, at least for my finger. Let's see how we can get it ready for the big time. He slipped two fingers in. Wes moaned, but didn't stop him. Mat decided he had to do more so that Wes was so filled with lust that he couldn't say no. He began licking the hole. Wes now was almost crooning with passion. Then he began fucking the boy with his tongue.
"Oh, that's so hot, so good. Matty, I think I'm getting' near ready fer yur sexual organ to come in."
"That's good Wes, but I want you to say loudly, "Fuck Me Mat!", until I hear that, I'm not goin' do nothin'"
It came loud and clear, "Fuck me Mat. Do it now, make me yur boy."
Mat moaned in excitement and put the head of his cock against the boy's hole. "Yes, yes," Wes sobbed, "Do it!"
Mat pushed past the resistance and soon half of his cock was in the steaming hole. Tears were running down Wes's face, tear of fulfillment and passion. "Go all the way, fuck me like I wuz a cow."
That did it. With a triumphant cry, Mat pushed all the way so that he pubic hair was against the boy's muscular ass. He began moving out and then in. The two of them were mewling in abandon. "Wait," Mat said. "Let me turn you around so I can kiss you while we fuck." Carefully they moved, never losing cock to ass contact. Finally Wes's legs were around Mat's trunk and Mat's legs extended past Wes's ass. They sighed and rocked, then Mat put his hands on Wes's waist and lifted him up and down. They moaned and blubbered it total abandon.
Through it all Mat knew that he was conquering the farm boy. He knew that Wes would plead to have his ass stuffed ever afterward and Mat was the one to do it. He loved ass fucking more than anything in the world.
He could feel Wes's hard cock against his stomach. He longed to stroke it, but he was determined that Mat would cum by virtue of the fucking inside. And now Wes felt something new. He called out wildly. "What was that. I feel like I'm already ready to cum. Yer rubbing something inside that's shaking and making my penis feel harder than it's ever been."
Mat kissed him deeply, sucked his tongue and drank his spit. "That's your hot button. I will move back and forth over it and you will get a cum like you never imagined. And when I see you are about to cum, I will take the brakes off and let my poor over wrought cock spew. Let's go for it now.
He positioned himself so that he was back and forth over the male clit. Wes was drenched with sweat. He was dizzy and spinning in pleasurable agony. He was poised on the edge of a mighty cum, then one more hard pass over his inside organ and he cried out that he was cumming. Mat looked down and saw the piss slit opening up and cum beginning to bubble forth, then a long stream. He stopped looking as his eye balls rolled up and his own orgasm overtook him. He spun in orbit calling out each time a stream erupted. Finally the two hugged each other and they coasted back to Earth.
"Well, what you think cus?"
"That's the most greatest thang I ever felt. I'm grateful to you. My rear is a little sore, but can you believe, ifn you asked, I would lay down again and take another ass for fucking."
"I enjoyed it too cus. There is no one anywhere who could compare to you as a hot ass. I think we better get washed and dressed. I have a hankering for eggs."
They tried, but two hours later they were back. This time Mat lay down with his cock in the air and Wes slowly sank down until the cock was all inside. Then he began a liftin and arockin until Mat was crying out in excitement. "You're learning too much too fast. You are makin my head fall off with yur fuckin me." But he couldn't go on. Soon his hips were lifting and fucking the moving ass until he was too weak to lift as he began shooting into the farm boy's hot ass. Feeling the spurts going in set Wes off and he shot over Mat's head and then onto his face and neck.
The boy's sucked a 69 later and then fucked that night and the next morning. Pretty soon Gramps was expected so they cleaned up all the cum and washed the sheets. Gramps was very pleased they were getting on so well.
Too bad it would be a year before they would see each other again, but there were other asses to fuck and other cocks to suck. That is the way with farm boys and their cousins.
End