It's been a while. Got busy with life, but I'm back. This time, I'm going to tell you about the time I got to join my cousin, Ben, and his family on vacation.
Ben's family isn't rich, but they're comfortable, which is just something rich people say when they aren't billionaires.
Ben and I were close growing up since we were just a few years apart. Ben also has three siblings. Two older sisters and a younger brother. One year, Ben asked his parents if I could join them on their summer vacation, and of course, they said yes. My aunt and uncle preferred me to Ben's friends; they thought he was "hanging out with the wrong crowd."
I packed my bags and met them at the airport. I sat next to Ben on the flight, and we were looking at the travel brochures, trying to pack as much into the two weeks we had as we could.
We arrived at our destination, grabbed our bags, got the rental car, and headed to the hotel. My aunt and uncle tried to arrange for three connecting rooms, but the hotel couldn't accommodate that request. So, they got two connecting rooms and one room across the hall. My aunt, uncle, and youngest cousin got one room, the girls got the connecting room, and Ben and I got the room across the hall. Since I was older, I was the one "in charge."
We got settled into the rooms and were told to meet in the lobby at 6:00 for dinner. That gave us about two hours to do whatever. Unpack, explore the hotel, etc. I started to unpack and put my clothes in the drawers, and Ben picked which bed he wanted. I told him I was going to take a quick shower, and then we could do whatever until 6:00. Ben said that wasn't a terrible idea and he'd do the same when I was done.
I took a shower and came out wearing a towel around my waist. Ben did a double take. "Damn, cuz. You been working out?" I laughed and said, "Nope. Just the perks of a high metabolism." Ben went into the bathroom, and I heard the shower turn on. I got dressed and turned on the TV to pass the time while I waited for Ben.
He came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist, and then it was my turn to do a double take. "Damn. Have YOU been working out? You actually have abs." He smirked and said, "Yeah, between baseball, football, and soccer all last year, I guess I have been." I said, "I bet the girls can't keep their hands off you." He said, "Eh... Girls are a lot of drama." I said, "True. Get dressed, and let's get out of here."
Ben went over to his suitcase and grabbed some clothes. He quickly put his boxer briefs on under the towel and then let it drop while he put on a t-shirt and shorts. I turned off the TV and got up just as he sat down to put on his socks, and I stepped into his shoes.
"Perfect fit and pretty fresh," I said.
"Dude. I JUST got those," said Ben.
"Don't worry, dude. I won't mess them up. I just got mine, too. I trust you," I said.
Ben looked over at my shoes and said, "Yours match what I'm wearing better, anyway." Then he stood up, walked over to my shoes, and stepped into them. "Damn. Do we wear the same size?" Ben asked. "11.5?" I asked. "Yup," Ben said. "Cool. Looks like we're gonna be swapping a bunch this week. My carry-on is just shoes," I said. Ben laughed and said, "Shut the fuck up. Are you serious? So is mine!"
We left the room and went to explore the hotel. We found the pool, hot tub, gym, and a few restaurants and went down to the beach.
We met back in the lobby right at 6:00, as instructed. We had dinner, and Ben and I said we were going to go to the pool afterward if anyone wanted to join us. Everyone else said they were too tired or it was too hot, and they told us not to stay out too late because we had an early wake-up the next day to be on time for all the things they planned.
After dinner, Ben and I went back to our room, changed into bathing suits, and headed down to the pool. It wasn't very crowded, and we swam around for a bit, then decided to get in the hot tub. It was just the two of us, and we sat there for a little while, talking, and catching up. Sure, we kept in touch via text and social media, but talking with someone in person is different. It felt good to soak in the hot water and listen to the water jets. Kind of like white noise when we weren't talking.
Before we knew it, it was almost 9:30, and we decided we should head up to the room, shower again, and go to bed. My uncle didn't mess around with his schedules, and we knew better than to try and test him.
Ben got out of the hot tub first, and his bathing suit clung to him, and I could see the outline of his massive dick. I don't know if he was rocking a semi or if that's just how it looked flaccid. I quickly looked away and got out of the hot tub, grabbing my towel, and wrapping it around my waist after drying my hair and torso.
"Damn, cuz. You thinking about something?" Ben asked as he looked down at my crotch.
"Shut up. The hot water got me relaxed," I said awkwardly. Apparently, I was the one rocking a semi after watching Ben get out of the hot tub.
We got back to our room, and I got in the shower to rinse the pool off. When I came out of the bathroom, Ben was nowhere to be found. I put on some boxer briefs and a T-shirt and noticed the curtain was moving gently. Ben was out on the balcony, and as I got closer to the sliding glass door, I could smell something stinky, like a skunk. I pulled the curtain back and caught Ben with a hand-rolled cigarette, but it didn't smell like tobacco.
"Hey," I said.
"Shit!" Ben exclaimed as he tried to hide what he was doing. "That was a super short shower. Did you even use soap?"
"I was just rinsing the chlorine off... Whatcha got there" I replied.
"Nothing," Ben said.
"It doesn't smell like nothing," I said.
"Please don't tell my parents," Ben pleaded.
"I won't... if you let me take a hit," I said with a grin.
Ben pulled his hand out from behind his back and offered it to me. I leaned down, put my lips around the tip, almost kissing his fingers, and inhaled gently. I held my breath for a moment, blew the smoke into his face, and said, "Your secret is safe with me."
I went back inside the room and turned on the TV. Ben finished smoking, came back in, and said, "I'm gonna take a shower." I said, "Use soap. You reek." Ben laughed and said, "Suck my dick," as he closed the bathroom door. I said, "Whip it out," but he didn't appear to have heard me.
Ben took FOREVER in the shower. I turned off the TV and started to get settled in to sleep for the night.
I don't know how much time passed, but I heard Ben come out of the bathroom and kind of fumble around in the dark. It sounded like he was looking for clothes so he could get dressed. I rolled over and could barely see his silhouette. One leg into his underwear, then the other. He came over and stood between both beds. He turned toward me, and I saw what looked like his hand go into his underwear. He was fondling himself! I pretended to be half asleep and asked, "Bro, what are you doing?"
"I'm just doing what you told me to. Remember?" Said Ben.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"'Whip it out,'" Ben quoted.
"Oh, my God," I said. "Put that away before you hurt yourself."
Ben sighed and said, "I always get really horny after I smoke."
"That sounds like a you problem," I said.
"Okay, but if I'm cranky tomorrow, you're the only one who's going to know the real reason," Ben said as he turned to get in bed.
"Wait," I said. "How horny?"
"REALLY horny," Ben said.
I pulled my covers back, pulled down the waistband of my underwear, and said, "Put it in your mouth."
"What? No way!" Ben exclaimed.
"You just wanted me to do it. You do it first," I said.
Ben stood there, and I could see him thinking about it. Then, wordlessly, he got down on his knees, felt up my thighs with his hands, and stopped at my dick. At first, he tugged on it, but after just a few strokes, I felt his warm wet mouth envelope the tip of my penis. He reached down with his right hand to tug at his dick while he sucked on mine, and he gradually went further and further down the shaft.
He was SO GOOD at it. He was swirling his tongue around my dick, using his left hand to play with my balls, and going all the way down to the base.
"Take off your underwear and get up here," I said. "Keep sucking," I ordered.
He got up on the bed, and his mouth never left my dick, as instructed.
"Give me your dick," I said.
Ben moved around so we were in the 69 position, and I started by licking the tip of his dick and groping his balls. I gradually wrapped my lips around his dick and started sucking, causing Ben to moan with his mouth full of my dick. I slipped a finger up his ass, pushing in, and playing with his hole. He jumped a little, but didn't stop sucking.
I could already taste Ben's pre-cum after a few minutes of sucking and fingering.
"Ready to get fucked?" I ask Ben.
"Dude, what?" He asked in surprise.
I pushed him off me, and he landed on his stomach. I straddled his thighs and put the tip of my dick right on his asshole.
"Wait!" Ben exclaimed as he reached around on the floor. He picked up his underwear, wadded them up, put them in his mouth, and nodded with a muffled, "Okay, ready."
I slowly pushed into Ben's tight little butthole, and he reached behind himself to spread his ass. It was so tight, I was having trouble getting in. He reached back a little further and spread open his tight little asshole just enough for me to experience that satisfying pop of getting passed his sphincter.
I started with slow and shallow thrusts, but I gradually went deeper and deeper until all my meat was inside him. I pressed his face into the mattress as I started getting my rhythm. His muffled moans of ecstasy overcame him, and he let go of his ass and gripped the sheets.
I pumped my load deep inside him. It had been a few days since the last time I had cum, and there was a LOT. It must have been one of the biggest loads I've ever blown.
I laid on top of him, with my dick still deep in his ass, my dick and balls contracting as I relaxed in post-nut bliss.
After catching my breath, I slowly pulled out of Ben's ass and wiped my dick off with the underwear he used to gag himself.
"Thanks, cuz," I said as I got back under the covers.
He got up to go to the bathroom, and I heard him push out at least part of my load. After a few minutes, I heard the toilet flush, and he came back into the room and said, "That load is really deep. I'm gonna be pushing it out for days."
I laughed and said, "My jizz is inside you."
"Shut up!" He said with a hint of embarrassment in his voice.
"Alright, alright. Sorry," I said. "Let's go to bed before it gets any later."
He started to get in his bed, and I said, "You can get in with me if you want." This time, I was the one who sounded embarrassed.
He didn't say anything, but he walked around to the other side of my bed and got in.
