I woke up to a hard knock on the bedroom door.
"You boys awake?" My mom asked through the door. It took me a moment to realize where I was. I was naked in the arms of my hunky cousin Roy, whose cock I could still taste in my mouth. He lay there next to me, still asleep, his half hard cock pressed against my perky ass cheeks.
I heard the door knob turn and immediately rolled off the bed, thinking to hide myself somehow, and dragged the blanket with me. I rolled up in it on the floor just as the door pushed open. I lifted my head up sleepily, trying to pretend I'd been there all night.
"Casey, what are you- Oh Jiminy Christmas!" I looked up and she was staring at Roy who was still on the bed. Naked. His hog out and free and stirring in the morning breeze. She stood agape, maybe trying to think of something to say but after a second passed, decided not. I noticed she too could not help but stare his perfection. As he shift from one side to the other, his dick lilted, shifting with him.
"I sleep better this way" Roy said through a yawn. She stammered, saying breakfast would be ready soon and then quickly slammed the door shut. We had a good laugh. We dressed in mostly silence, each of us (maybe more so myself) unsure how to acknowledge the intense intimacy we'd just shared.
He sat at the edge of the bed putting on a shirt, while I fished out some shorts. I had an idea: I had these old running shorts from high school that were worn thin and were a size too small. I made a big show about putting them on - with no underwear -and bent over in front of Roy, my perky ass almost right in his face. trying to get a rise out of him. I peeked back and saw him smile.
"Think you're slick, huh" He said. I braced myself for his touch, expecting -needing- his big arms to grab me and drag me back to bed. But he didn't. And, honestly, I was a little disappointed. I made an exaggerated effort of pulling the band over my ass, making catch under my cheeks, as I wiggled around making my ass jiggle. Oddly, I think it only made me more horny.
"I don't know what you're talking about...." I said. I never used to think about my body, never took care of myself or did exercise but now, with his eyes all over me, I was very aware of what my body looked, felt and moved like. I pulled my shorts up higher than usual, so my ass cheeks peeked out at the bottom. He was right, I was turning into such a slut.
Then suddenly he gave my ass a smack, leaving with me with a hot sting. I smiled. "Yeah you do." He said. I watched him pull his pants up. He also opted for going commando. When he got to his cock, which was now about half mast, it bounced in the open zipper, getting in the way. I licked my lips.
"Need some help?" I asked.
"Nah, I'm good," He pulled up his pants all the way, and his beautiful, hot cock sank below the denim. "I like the keep the engine running." He winked at me.
We got dressed and had breakfast and the day went on pretty normally. My mom gave me some strange looks about my shorts so eventually I had to pull them down so no one would get suspicious. My dad slow smoked some meat, we watched some dumb action movies and they all had a few drinks; I opted not to partake.
Only thing that happened was when I was peeling potatoes while my mom and dad were outside and Roy came up behind me, pressing his rock hard dick onto my thinly covered ass. "I love a slut who's useful in the kitchen." He nibbled into my neck. I let a moan escape against my will.
"Don't say that so loud, they'll hear." I moaned. "Besides, it sounds gay when I have clothes on."
We had a laugh at that one. Then he reached his arm around and started pawing my hard dick through the shorts. I fell back onto him and moaned louder. He didn't so much as jack me off but rub the length of it with the fat part of his thumb near the palm.
"Don't moan so loud, slut. ThEY'Ll HeAR." He mocked me. I was squirming now, trying to hump his hand. But then he let me go and slapped my ass again before going outside. I had to take a minute to steady myself. I'd begun leaking.
The rest of the day was uneventful. Around the afternoon we started packing to make the trip to visit our cousin Mary. Mom said they'd met before and I wondered if They'd fucked. Did she experience something similar to me. Knowing this stud, she very easily could. She'd be my age, 18 or 19. I could imagine this older hunk, charming her, offering to..."teach" her things. It made me shiver.
I asked some questions about her but, besides some basic info, he didn't share much. She was at her dad's duplex upstate. They'd usually rent it out for tourists but since her College was nearby they decided to let her stay so she didn't have to worry about rent. She's just moved in that summer and was expecting to room with some friends once the semester started in the fall.
Around 4pm we said out goodbyes and loaded the car. My mom kept giving me suspicious glances, asking me if I was sure I wanted to go. I said, yes, and she nodded. I wasn't sure if she actually suspected anything or was just having second thoughts about sending me off 'alone'. I guess when your spend years being overprotective and sheltering, its hard to let go of those old doubts.
We hit the road. My first road trip! Roy was sweet enough to buy me a bunch of different sodas and snacks I could try when we pumped gas. It was near nightfall when we pulled off the highway near some farm land. We were about 3 or 4 hours away from the suburbs I grew up in.
It was a small duplex, painted blue. The lights were on. She bounded out through the screen door in flip flops and a floral sundress.
"Roy!" She yelled and jumped into his arms. I was gathering the bags.
She was my height, maybe an inch taller. Golden skin, light brown eyes and long, lightly curly black hair. She had really big tits too. Like, way bigger than would usually fit her frame, I think. She said "Hi!" to me and we hugged. I felt her breasts bunch up into me. It was like we were squeezing balloons together.
"This is Casey, our long-lost cousin." Roy introduced us.
"Long-lost?" I asked.
"Well, yeah!" She squeaked. "We never thought we meet you. Come on, come on, let's go inside!" We followed her in. It was a quant place, modest. None of us could cook so we decided to order dinner on an app. While we waited we got settled. She showed me to where we'd be staying.
"You can have this room!" She led me to the back of the duplex. "This used to be mine when we lived here. I stay in the master bedroom now." I dropped the bags. "Oh, I'll take Roy's things." She chimed.
Oh. I felt my heart begin to sink. "Just me in here?"
"Yeah, we thought you might prefer it. Since, like, you're used to being on your own. We thought you might like some privacy.
'We?' I thought. "Well, I figure it'd be us boys and you in the other one. There's only two rooms right?" I asked.
"Yeah, but me and Roy go way back. Besides," She leaned in, "Not like our parents are here." She winked and then left. So, I guess Roy wasn't gonna room with me? I was disappointed to say the least. When this trip came up I thought maybe he was using it as an excuse to get me alone. I thought we'd room together and... Well, maybe I was just being silly. I'd ask him directly. Besides, who cares about who's assigned what room. Doesn't mean he can't stay with me for the night anyway.
I decided I'd shower while we waited for the food but I couldn't find the bag of clothes I'd packed. I was sure I brought in everything. I asked Roy on his way to the hallway bathroom.
"No, I think we got everything." He assured me. He was topless. I couldn't help but stare into his well defined muscles. He was so much taller than me. "I'm sure Mary has something you can borrow."
"Mary? Well, what about you?" I asked, flustered.
He laughed. "My stuff wouldn't fit you, dude." He smiled. Then I remember the room situation.
"So, Mary gave me this room back here. Should I put your stuff there too, are we-" I hesitated, not sure how to phrase exactly what I wanted to ask.
"Oh, I'll probably crash on the couch." He said going to into the hallway bathroom. "By the way, you can use Mary's shower in the master bedroom." He closed to the door. I heard the shower go on.
This trip was turning out to be not what I expected. Disheartened, I grab some towels and went to other the bathroom. I figure I'd just wear the same clothes again, even if they were a little dirty. I got in. It wasn't until after I turned the shower on that I noticed the 12 inch black dildo that was affixed to the wall. It had been poking me in the ass. It looked very realistic, veins and skin folds and everything.
"Jesus, Mary." I thought. I tried to shower but my mind kept drifting in that hot steamy, enclosed space. I thought about Roy and his perfect cock. How I longed to get my hands back on him again. I thought about Mary and her perfect tits. I started jerking off a little and backed up, again, onto the large black dildo. I should have let Roy take me last night. I was being a stupid scared boy.
I started soaping up my lithe, sleek body, touching my self, really feeling my ass. Roy was right, I did have a nice plump ass. I imagined the dildo was Roy's cock. I guided it, let it slip over my ass till it was in position right at my hole. I imagined his big arms around me, him leaning into my neck whispering something hot and terrible. "I'm gonna split your ass in two, babygirl" Or something equally heinous. I need him, his savagery, his aggression, his fat, perfect, thick cock.
I gasped as the tip slipped just passed my hole. Then, with some help from the soap, I slipped in more and more. It hurt at first, but after a minute that pain burned away into an ecstasy. And suddenly it was hitting something deep. I felt a fuzziness grow down my legs. I moaned loud not caring who might hear. I grabbed onto the shower curtain rod for balance. I pulled it out and then pushed it in again, farther this time. Trying to will myself to take more, to be better. For Roy. For my new daddy.
I had pushed back as far as I could go. "Oh god, Roy! Daddy, fuck!" I said, lost in a blissful fever, lost in the steam. I think I was halfway down, my ass split in two.
"Uh, Casey?" I heard Mary from the doorway. "Roy said you might need some clothes?"
