Chapter 2 -- Mysteries
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It was dark when I awoke from my drunken encounter. Had I not still had my shorts around my ankles I would've assumed it was my subconscious' ultimate fantasy. I used my abs to lift myself up, touching my cock which seemed to be covered in my dry spillings, with some seemingly on my neck and crisp spots all over my shirt. I took myself through our time on the couch with Paul finishing inside me once and Mark following his brother taking me from behind and filling me further while Paul took my throat for his second. I was sore in both places with a headache which I'm sure was a combination of the abuse, absence of oxygen and the alcohol. My previously flaccid shaft was already full recalling the events. I didn't remember finishing, but I must have while falling asleep.
I glanced at my flip phone, 'Ugh, 430, I need to sleep better.' One foot after the other I planted them on the floor, stood up and pulled my shorts to my waist to hide myself for the walk of shame to bed. Getting up to the loft level, Lacey's door was still slightly ajar, but I snuck past it to the washroom. Finding some Advil and sipping from the faucet I took my well-deserved medicine, drained the rest of me (and my cousins) into the facilities and took a brief, very cold shower.
I was incredibly nervous about going into that room. I've had some rougher times before with partners, but my cousins were very aggressive with me and I wasn't sure what to think. Standing in the hall, I was still hard thinking about the gift or curse they'd given me a few hours earlier. I gingerly opened the door not daring to close it all the way I set my clothes beside the bed and made my way into the covers. I fell asleep, and in no time was dreaming of lying naked in a field basking in the sun.
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The soft but repetitive knock on our door was an unpleasant awakening.
Being unsure at first if I was still on the couch half naked or had in fact made it to bed, I ran my hands over my naked body under my covers. Both beds on either side of me were empty.
"Hi, g-good morning." I called to the doorway.
It creaked open and Lacey's head poked in. "How do you always sleep so late?"
Prompting a groan from me, she came and sat on the bed beside me. "Your brothers are a bad influence." Not offering further explanation.
She placed her very cold palm on my forehead, I was on fire from delirious drunken sleep. "They know how to have a good time but still get up in the morning, I don't think you're learning." The tease had a bit of a sting knowing that I had every excuse to be more tired than them. I don't remember Lacey ever touching me like this as she moved her fingers up into my hair with her nails grazing my scalp rearranging my bed head slightly, I simply didn't know when to quit as my appendage filled again. I shifted my leg to an angle that would hide it from the covers. "That's a little better. I don't think you dried your hair after your shower."
"Oh, you heard me. Sorry, I was just a little drunk and needed to refresh."
"I bet!" She looked at me, ran her fingers through my hair one more time and got up. "Everyone's already gone again, they'll be back around dinner. I'll be at the pool!" she said as an invitation heading for the doorway. I caught a glimpse of her side profile as she went through the door. Even in her frumpy pajama-like house clothes I could tell she was thin with a perky butt. I shook my head causing a wave of headache, while trying to think clearly and get myself ready for my day. I really wanted to jerk off again, but it would've hurt my head way too much.
I put my smaller swim trunks on for tanning and made my way down to the kitchen grabbing another muffin. '1:30 already?' I thought. I headed out to the pool finishing the last of my muffin with a cold glass of ice water in my other hand.
Lacey was already lounging on her back in a very beautiful blue bikini in the sun. While not as tanned as her brother's she had a good base and looked almost exotic compared to a typical Canadian complexion. Her long blonde hair was set back in a ponytail to allow the sun full access to her exposed skin. She was very tall, but not lanky, and her waistline almost seemed cinched somehow accentuating a very narrow frame. I grabbed the mesh lounger from by the house and moved it next to her in the sun facing the pool. She was very relaxed with her ear buds plugged into her iPod, but she still smiled as I set it up and went back to her peaceful state. To be truthful I had figured most of my days here would be like this one. The twins had kept me on my curled toes so far, so I was going to enjoy some down time.
After an hour of adjusting and rotating like a kebab on a grill we were both feeling hot and tanned from the sun. Lacey's earbuds came out "Wow I'm hot." 'Yes, you are' I agreed in my head while simultaneously chastising myself. 'She's your cousin and you're hungover. Just relax.'
"Swim?" My short proposition seemed to sing to her.
She got up to the edge of the pool and shallow dove into the middle. Trailing behind her in my dive I surfaced next to her, both kicking our legs in the deep end. She was brushing water and hair away from face and eyes. Her light freckles were out from the time in the sun, her hazel eyes complimenting the hue of them lighting up her cheeks. I started to swim lengths and she chased me up and down the pool, very quickly catching up to me. She swam like an otter, having spent most of her life in the family pool. I was a terrible swimmer but at least pretty strong to keep up.
On a pass back in the middle she grabbed hold of my legs and tried to pull me under. We wrestled flesh on flesh, I tried my best not to think of her smooth skin that connected repeatedly. 'She's your cousin, haven't you gone far enough?' my conscience implored with me. She moved to the sidewall of the deep end and put her arms up to the sides on the concrete gently kicking her legs out while she held herself up. Her smaller but delectable chest rising and falling with heavy breathing from our kerfuffle. I swam slowly towards her trying not to stare and picked up a spot beside her.
"So, are you excited to start school in the fall?" my inquiry garnered a very large ear to ear smile.
"You have no idea. I'm glad I can still be home to save money, but spending the day at campus most days will be nice. After my birthday four weeks ago, I haven't really been out much. Ben has been on vacation with his family for two weeks, so I haven't even gone there."
I'd never met Ben, but they'd been dating for almost two years if I remembered correctly. "Darn, that sucks Lace. We should go out then!" I was feeling better, so why not?
"What? Where?"
"I don't know... I don't know the city at all. What is there to do?"
"There's a few places I enjoy. When do you want to go?"
