Playing the Odds - Prologue

This series of works is partially fiction and includes elements of non-consensual interactions, incest with straight, gay and bisexual situations. If these aren't for you, please don't read any further. This first publication is a prologue, I think it's a great place to start but there is no immediate 'action' and most stories will be in depth to iterate connection. All parties are 18 years of age for any sexual content. I hope you enjoy some of my memories and fantasies as much as I do.

Prologue

I grew up with a large extended family all raised with strong Catholic roots. Church once a week, twice for the relevant seasons, prayers before meals; I won't bore you with this more than I already have. Despite this upbringing I wound up with a profound confidence in my largely fluid sexuality and an insatiable sexual appetite. My curiosities started when I was very young and from that age I noticed boys and girls alike. While I never found my own siblings interesting in any way, other members of my extended family frequently caught my eye and my desires. I truly don't know how I ended up quickly accepting that this felt right and normal with my home climate but here we are.

Growing up in South Western Ontario you become accustomed to generally cold weather for four months of the year, extremely cold weather for four months of the year which renders the remaining four swelteringly hot and humid months difficult to swallow. Despite this I did always appreciate the clothing summer brought and having an interest in many different genders I always had a place to look. Summer really became my favourite season when I was 19 and moved in with my Aunt and Uncle and five cousins so I could start attending university in another city. They had a very large home with six bedrooms, huge common areas for lounging or hosting but the pool out back was what really garnered my excitement. Who wouldn't appreciate a great place to cool off in the heat? I had no idea moving there what the time by the pool would do to my relationship with my cousins.

Appreciation for my Aunt and Uncles beauty never escaped me after I discovered it around age 10. She was tall and thin with a warm welcoming demeanor. But it was her ability to motivate her large family to action with a commanding presence that was the most alluring trait. My uncle was even taller with a muscular build and chiseled features. He certainly rounded out their dynamic by being fun and practical with an almost theatrical flair going about his daily life. This series isn't really about them, but it's important to really hit it home that their beauty was so heavily imbued into their five progeny. It's hard to believe, let alone describe how attractive my five cousins were both physically and personally.

Claire was the oldest at 21. I don't remember when I realized what a stunning woman she was. But at 6'3" and the tallest in the family she stood out. She had always been thin and athletic like my aunt; involved in sports, the church community and school council positions. She was in her last year of undergrad and was planning to continue for two more years to be a vet, which leads me to her enchanting love of all living things. There was a passion in her for as long as I can remember for animals, plant life and even insects. This aurora of compassion and genuine desire to heal and grow always left me feeling refreshed and somehow dazzled.

Her brother Josh was 20 when I moved in; at first glance a jock through and through. Well manicured, built like my uncle at 6'1" and a sharp dresser when the occasion called for it sporting all of the top name brands. Up front everyone always assumed he was a typical sports focused guy with no personality and a cruel demeanor. After an hour with Josh, everyone would wind up disarmed by his charm and stoicism, dispelling all misconceptions of who he was from his appearance. Josh was at a summer training camp in Wisconsin for football when I moved there, doing what I thought was his only true love.

Mark and Paul, the twins, were a few months younger than I was and about to turn 19 at the end of the summer. They were the shortest of the family being only 5'10", but they were always the tallest presence in a room. They were thin but cut and played a lot of soccer and absolutely phenomenal musicians pulling from my uncles dramatic abilities. Cliché twin-like mischief was always abound and they made it their business to pick on anyone and everyone whenever possible while still somehow making the masses fall for them. We spent the most time together growing up and I hoped this summer would be no exception. Having the largest room in the loft with three somewhat private dormers, I was setup in their room for the upcoming school season.

My youngest cousin Lacey at 18 and still already a remarkable 6'1" like Josh possessed an inexplicable ability to talk to anyone. Her unassuming and inquisitive approach to any topic made her very likeable and a confidant of sorts to even some of my older cousins or aunts and uncles outside of their family. Most would think she was a few years older than she was after speaking with her and not going into her last year of high school. Despite having the tiniest frame, being somewhat reserved and coming across naïve with her curiosity to other's thoughts/insights I would come to learn she had the sharpest wit and intellect of anyone I've ever known.

I'm still frequently flabbergasted that this family exists. How unlikely that two attractive, magnanimous adults could somehow be so successful in life and raising five equally attractive and magnanimous kids. Even more unlikely that they somehow surpassed their parent's charms and beauty in their own ways. But the least likely part of all of it, (and why I've often considered myself to be the luckiest person alive), are the things I did with all five of my cousins in the year I lived with them.