All characters in this story are above the age of 18.
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Nick gently lifted the covers and swung his legs over the side of the bed. He made his way to the dark living room.
Ever year Nick's family got together in Maine and rented a big house for one week of the summer. He liked his Mom's side of the family and it was always fun to bring everyone together.
The one think Nick didn't care for was the lack of privacy that his current situation afforded him. With over 20 people staying at the cottage, there was very little time and space for him to conduct his normal routine. Especially affected were his hormones, which had not been tended to since he arrived at the reunion the week before. He typically handled most of his personal business right before he went to sleep, however, the close proximity of his cousins made these potentially embarrassing activities very risky. He was the youngest of his cousins at 18, and most of them had move beyond the horny teenager phase.
The shower was also a popular locale for Nick to play with himself, but with so few bathrooms and so many people, his bathroom time was often closely monitored and occasionally interrupted by the angry knock of an impatient family member.
Tonight, however, Nick had decided that he could go on no further without some form of relief. It was well after 3 a.m. and everyone had returned to their respective rooms for the night. He didn't feel completely safe out in the middle of the living room, but everyone was surely asleep and it was the only place that he could sit down in comfort and do the job right. When he got to the living room all the lights were out. He tiptoed to the couch and flicked on the lamp on the side table. He removed a travel size bottle of lotion from his pocket and looked around for some form of inspiration. Nick considered looking for some late night soft-core porn on the satalite tv, but he feared that the noise might wake his relatives up and that was the last thing he wanted. He settled on some trashy celebrity gossip magazines that his cousins had been perusing on the beach.
Further down the road from Nick's family's cottage, two girls of some notoriety were dealing with their own set of issues. Hillary Duff and Scarlett Johansson had been on their way to spend a week or so relaxing at a local secluded cottage before they started shooting their new movie. Unfortunately, the slightly intoxicated duo was hopelessly lost among the dark winding roads of the secluded resort community.
"Hill, we're never going to find this pathetic place," Scarlett said. "I mean, let's just get a hotel room somewhere and try again in the morning. I can't see a thing!"
"I didn't see any hotels back there, did you?" She responded with a sigh. If we can't find this cottage were going to be stuck sleeping in this rental car so keep your eyes peeled.
Just as the girls were giving up hope, they spotted a cottage with a light on in the window. "Hey, maybe someone is awake up there and can help us!" Scarlett said enthusiastically.
"Are you serious? A serial killer could live there!" Hillary said skeptically.
"Are you kidding, there is like a bagillion cars in that driveway. No serial killer has that many friends!" Scarlett said laughing. "It's the only shot we've got."
Back in the living room, Nick was flipping through the beach bodies section of the magazine. He felt his neglected dick twitch as he glanced over the perfect figures of his favorite celebrities. He tried to build up fantasies in his head involving the scantily clad beauties. He imagined fucking Jessica Alba on the beach, getting a blow job from Lindsay Lohan in the hot tub and tit fucking the jizz out of his 18 year old cock in between the perfectly shaped melons of Jennifer Love Hewitt.
With each erotic thought, his erection became stronger and pushed violently against his mesh shorts. He rubbed his rigid member through his shorts and closed his eyes as he succumbed to his most natural desires. Feeling like he could wait no longer, Nick yanked his shorts and boxers down to his ankles and freed his throbbing cock
Nick immediately grabbed the bottle of lotion and squirted some into his right palm. He glanced back at the current page of the U.S. Weekly, which was a paparazzi photograph of Jessica Simpson jogging down the beach in a bathing suit. He imagined what it would be like to have her sexy body all to himself on a secluded island or something. He couldn't help but picture himself sucking on her supple breasts and finger fucking the blonde buxom while she pleaded for more. He felt his dick pulse even harder now and he began to stroke his cock, smearing the lotion up and down his shaft. He closed his eyes once again and imagined her plump lips wrapped around his big cock.
Scarlett and Hillary walked quietly up the path towards the lit cottage. Both were noticeably nervous and uncomfortable by the situation, but they also realized that they had very little choice. As they reached the door, Scarlett reached out and nearly hit the door bell before Hillary knocked her hand out of the way.
"What the heck Hill?" Scalett said in shock.
"It's 3 a.m. in the morning! Let's try not to wake everyone in the house up, she said. "Look, the door is unlocked. Let's just go in quietly and see if we can find a map of the area or something."
Scarlett nodded and opened the door quietly. Hillary followed close behind her and the two headed for the light coming from the living room. The two were nearly silent as they crept down the hallway.
When Hillary turned the corner into the illuminated living room, her mouth dropped open in surprise. Sitting in front of her, less than ten feet away, was Nick with his pants at his ankles. His hand was wrapped around his hard cock and he was stroking it with his eyes closed and his teeth clenched on his lower lip. He moaned softly every so often as he aggressively yanked his rigid cock up and down.
Scarlett's arms dropped to her sides as she too became aware of what was going on. The car keys slipped carelessly through her fingers and crashed onto the floor. The loud noise immediately alerted Nick of their presence.
"Oh my god!" Nick said as he dropped the magazine and quickly pulled the blanket across his lap. The thin fleece blanket did little to hide his bulging erection, which had clearly been seen in the flesh by the two girls standing before him. His face was bright red with embarrassment and he stared desperately at the floor hoping that he would wake up from this terrible dream.
