Every summer I would go camping in the mountains with my extended family, and this summer was no different even though me and my cousins were now adults. I was still sharing a tent with my cousin Tim, at nineteen a year older than I was, but a great deal more cocksure and worldly wise than me, a naive and inexperienced eighteen year old virgin. Not that I didn't have the urges and sex drive of any normal teenage boy, it's just that I hadn't yet had the opportunity to act on my urges. In fact, lying there that night in the tent, I couldn't help but get a little bit of a hardon at the thought of Lara, Tim's eighteen year old sister, dressed as she had been earlier that afternoon in a tiny bikini top and a pair of daisy dukes.
I knew it was wrong to be getting hard thinking about my cousin this way, but I couldn't help my naughty urges. I had heard from all the guys my age at school about what a slut Lara was supposed to be, how she gave great head, and a part of me wondered whether she would, in fact, get off on something as kinky as her cousin, her own near relative, wanting a piece of her tanned, toned, teenage body. Or perhaps she'd scream and run from the incestuous thoughts of a perverted freak like me. But even so, I couldn't stop thinking about it or her, and the thoughts were making me aroused in a way that could only frustrate me lying in this tightly confined space with a close male relative.
'Man, I'm horny,' I heard Tim say, echoing my own thoughts in a way that made me jump with surprise.
Perhaps even more surprisingly, my semi hard dick jumped too. It seemed the thought that my cousin was equally aroused as he lay there beside me was a strangely exciting thought as my mind dwelled on thoughts of his hot sister. I wondered if he was kinky enough to think about his own sister the way that I did.
'Well, no use just talking about it and not doing anything,' he went on, flicking on a torch and lighting up the inside of the tent where we lay side by side in sleeping bags, throwing our shadows onto the canvas wall of the tent beside me.
He got up out of his sleeping bag and knelt on the ground of the tent, dressed in just a t-shirt and boxers. It was obvious that he hadn't been kidding about being horny, I could see a large, obvious bulge in the front of his boxers to suggest his erect cock was straining for relief. He seemed to take it for granted that I was just the same, knowing, even if he was unaware that his sister was the cause of it, that teenage boys like us all think the same to some extent.
'Come on, cousin,' he grinned at me, 'We're all family here. I'm not ashamed to relieve my urges right now, you shouldn't be either. This is what guys do together.'
With that, he dropped his boxers and pulled out a throbbing, veiny erection. I could really only take his lead and take his word that this mutual self pleasuring was normal among guys like us. I got out from my sleeping bag and from my underwear and pulled out my own firm member. I couldn't resist the almost subconscious urge to compare manhood with my cousin. I'd always had a bit of an inferiority complex about mine and I saw now that I was in some way justified as I noticed with some envy that Tim's thick, uncut beast was larger in every dimension than mine.
I had never really seen another man's dick this close up and my cousin's erection therefore held a strange sort of fascination to me that went beyond the simple matter of my envy at his larger and prouder endowment. I couldn't help but stare at it as I watched him grasp it in his fist and tug at the fleshy skin, his glistening head sliding just out of the foreskin.
'Oi, fag, don't stare like that, you're creeping me out,' he noticed where my gaze was directed and I flushed bright red, I wasn't staring because I was attracted to my cousin's hard dick, was I?, 'Go on, you're supposed to be jerking your own, you little queer.'
I turned my attention on my own excitement and followed his lead in pleasuring myself, enjoying the intimacy of kneeling there side by side in the torchlit tent, both stroking our throbbing boners and thinking about hot girls like his sister. Then things took another slightly surprising turn.
'You know,' Tim began, after we had been masturbating our dicks side by side for a few minutes, breaking the silence of our sweaty, lustful teenage grunts, 'It's so much better when somebody else is doing it. Why don't you jerk mine and I'll do yours, hey? We can just imagine it's some hot chick that's doing it.' I must have looked shocked and unsure, because he went on, 'There's nothing gay about it, man, I've done this loads of times with other guys. It's just like stroking your own, but it feels like someone else is getting you off.'
Before I could say anything for or against this argument, I felt Tim's hand on my dick. He was right, this did feel much better with somebody else doing it. I reached across to his crotch and did the same. Now we knelt side by side, only our hard, sweaty bodies were touching as our hands reached over and rubbed each other's hardness. It felt really great, my cousin tugging at my member, pulling me off as I did the same to him. But it felt pretty weird and wrong, this was a guy jerking at my dick, and not just any guy, my cousin! So, why did that make it feel extra good? And why was I enjoying wrapping me own hand around his fleshy meat as much as getting my own stroked?
'You can't tell anyone about this,' he insisted, which I thought slightly strange when he had just told me that this is what horny guys did together.
But, perhaps he meant not to mention what he did next, something that, even given the strange homoerotic incestuous situation took me by surprise. He shifted position to pull away from where my hand had been gripping his cock and instead leaned into where his hand was on mine. Before I could quite appreciate what was happening, he had opened his mouth and took the glistening, aroused head of my hard erection inside it. He continued to tug on my shaft, only now he was sliding his wet mouth and tongue right over my dick's hard head. It was the first blowjob I'd ever been given and it felt more amazing than I could have imagined.
'This isn't what you do with the other guys, is it?" I gasped.
'No,' he smirked, flicking his tongue around the slit in my foreskin, 'This is what Lara taught me!'
I couldn't believe how hot this situation was. I hadn't thought about Tim at all in this way before, but I certainly had about Lara. The idea that the guy giving me head was doing it just like his sister made me even more excited. The naughtiness of him being another guy just made it feel even better.
In fact, it wasn't long of this expert oral attention and I was about ready to burst. All of a sudden, an orgasm shook through me and blew me mind. Without warning, I shot a load of my sticky white spunk right in my cousin's surprised mouth.
He was none too happy about the surprise either. He took his dick right from my still dripping dick and spat the spunk right back in my face so the gooey white juice mixed with his saliva slid down my chin. Instinctively, I licked around my lips and found myself eating my own cum. And kind of enjoying the taste.
'Urgh, don't shoot your fag juice in my mouth, queer,' Tim complained, 'Now I've got you off, it's your turn to do me a favour.'
I wasn't sure I was ready, even after the new pleasures I was just getting into, to take my cousin's hard dick in my mouth. I was fortunate, in a way, that that was not what he was planning.
'Oh no, you're gonna give it all up now, little cousin,' he leered at me.
