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Subject: My cousin fucks me in my sleep (11) I feel so happy whenever I read any of your heartwarming feedback on this story 🙂 I had so much fun writing this particular chapter, and I hope you guys enjoy it! The slow and relaxing piano music covered the entire space of Brownie’s cafe as the invigorating smell of freshly ground coffee beans wafted in the atmosphere. I placed my laptop on the coffee table as I pretended to be busy while waiting for Jess and Nathan. Nathan and I were both athlete scholars. We would often go home together after training, since he lived only a couple blocks away from our house. Ever since I introduced him to Jess, he’s been head over heels in love with her. Finally, I spotted the bright color of Jess’s hair and I raised my hands to let them know where I was. It’s been weeks since the first day of classes started. Somehow, I was able to juggle my studies and my training, and so far, I haven’t really felt any sort of stress yet. On the other hand, things with Mason have gone a bit better than when he was completely ignoring and shutting me down. He started laughing at my jokes again, and just yesterday, he made breakfast for the both of us when Andrew and uncle Gino went out for groceries. We ate in silence but the simple gesture really was an improvement, and I was happy about it. There were also times when we played PS4 casually. He acted cool and civil but his facade faded whenever Andrew was around. We got our coffee and just hung out, talking about how the lessons are starting to get harder. “You know, I just realized college is, like, totally different from high school. Here, I could talk to someone for months, yet not know their names.” Jess blabbered. We talked and laughed a little more until we decided to head off to class. Nathan’s class was in a different building, so Jess and I trudged to the hall where our Calculus class was. Jess nudged me. “Hey, isn’t that Mason?” she said, pointing to a group of guys approaching us from the hall. Mason was laughing with his jock friends. As we passed by each other, our eyes met and he gave me a ‘sup nod. I smiled back at him. Jess and I exchanged looks, then we headed towards the large classroom. ——- I was absentmindedly scrolling through my feed, waiting for the coach when I felt Drake sit beside me. Drake was the one I bumped into in the admin building, by the way. He sported yet another plain white shirt that hugged his figure and a comfy looking sports shorts. The coach paired up everybody in the class a few weeks before, and I somehow ended up being partnered with Drake Filmore. He wasn’t really as cold and mean as I initially made him out to be in my mind, but he was still distant. The coach arrived and we started doing some standard warm up exercises. Drake positioned himself behind my back. After a few stretches, a few of us took turns practicing shooting in the court. Drake was unbelievably good, seeing as how almost every three pointer shot he took connected to the ring. I, on the other hand, could use a lot of improvement. “You’re too stiff, and your stance reduces your shooting force.” he said. I tilted my head, like a dog trying to comprehend what humans say. He creased his eyebrows and walked over behind my back. He guided my hands in a better position. He then propelled my hips downwards and tapped the back of my knees with his shoes, gesturing for me to bend it more. As I took my shot, it was still off from my target, but the power improved drastically. I looked at him proudly, and he just laughed at me. “Thanks, Drake.” He winked at me. “Sure, pretty boy.” I creased my brows on the nickname, but he just laughed and walked past me as the coach called us for dismissal. I went to the bathroom to freshen up and have a change of clothes, and Drake followed. He took off his shirt in front of the mirror. His gold chain necklace complimented his tanned complexion and his toned body glimmered in sweat. I looked at him and he was smugly smirking at me. I snapped my attention back to my backpack. “What’s your next class?” He asked while rummaging through his bag for his shirt. “Uhh… figure skating training, but today’s session was cancelled, so I’m going to Brownie’s cafe to meet up with my friends. How ’bout you?” “I’m going to Pupin Hall. You want me to take you there?” “No, it’s okay. It’s not that far from here, anyway.” “Nonsense. Don’t be shy, it’s not even out of my way.” “Alright then. I’ll take you up on that.” —- I couldn’t believe I was riding in a corvette! How filthy rich do you have to be to be driving a corvette at gölcük escort bayan age 19? His car smelled like his perfume. His lazy eyes were focused on the road as we were driving slowly on the university grounds. To be perfectly honest, Drake is such a charmer. His natural resting brooding eyes make it seem like he exuded this mysterious character. His thick and dark bushy eyebrows highlighted it even more. If only he was a bit friendlier. “Like what you’re seeing?” I snapped back to the road ahead as I felt blood rushing into my cheeks. “Sorry.” After a few unbearable silence, we spotted Jess on her phone outside Brownie’s. “Hey, do you have somewhere to be right now?” I asked as I was about to get off. “Not really. I was just about to hang out with the guys, why?” “Well, why don’t you have coffee with us first?” We went ahead and sat on the cushioned seats then we ordered our drinks. Jess was evidently ogling Drake, and I could feel he was a bit uncomfortable. I just laughed it off. I got to know a lot more about Drake. He was part of the varsity team in basketball. He’s taking up business administration as his undergraduate course and is planning to pursue law after. Obviously, he’s filthy rich. Jess excused herself to the bathroom. Drake was actually quite a funny guy. It just took some warming up for him to show his personality. The sound of the chime above the entrance door echoed and I spotted Mason with his friends coming in. He stopped in his tracks the moment our eyes met and his eyes shifted to Drake. Any trace of enthusiasm in his face vanished as he followed his friends on an empty table. “Kyle, is everything alright?” “Uh, yeah. Just a little tired is all.” Jess came back and propped her chin in the palm of her hands until he noticed who was sitting a couple of tables away from us. She nudged me. “Hey, it’s Mason, look.” “I know. Should we get going? I don’t wanna be late for my last class…” “What the heck are you talking about? Your next class doesn’t start until an hour from now, dummy.” Jess said. “Jess, I’m not feeling well. Can we just go?” We headed out of the cafe, and the whole time, Mason was just staring at the table while his friends talked and laughed. ——- I was waiting at the Pupin Hall entrance for Mason. Mason showed up a few moments later but I didn’t risk talking to him as he seemed so agitated. I just followed him to his car. He started driving off towards home. I suddenly felt a parched feeling in my throat, and Mason noticed my attempts to stifle my reflexive coughs. “Hey, you okay?” “Yeah, just a bit thirsty. But go on, I can wait until we get home.” I said, resting my head against the car window. Mason pulled over at a gasoline station. He went out and came back with a bottle of water and two ice cream popsicles. He handed me my ice cream. I don’t know if he deliberately chose a popsicle that looked like a dick but I sucked on it happily anyway. After I finished, I was about to reach for a tissue paper when I noticed he was staring at my lips. My heart drummed. His eyes shifted to mine. He pouted at my lips, as if he was trying to tell me something… His pout sent shivers down my spine, so I turned towards the road ahead and looked away. He laughed softly. I felt his body shift closer to mine, so I instinctively closed my eyes shut and expected his lips to connect with mine. Instead, I felt his fingers brush off the ice cream on the side of my mouth. I opened my eyes to see him wiping it off on a tissue paper, as he tried hard to hide his smile. My cheeks felt incredibly warm, and I was so sure that I’m fully flushed pink right now. —— It’s hard, if not impossible, to get over someone when they literally live with you. I willed myself to erase every feelings I had for Kyle, but every time I saw him smile, I got reminded of how beautiful and kind he was, of how gentle and loving he is. So with every passing day that I try to focus on his flaws, I get impossibly drawn to him even closer than before. I was even terribly jealous of my brother Andrew at some point. On a normal day, I would laugh at myself for being so pathetic, but for some reason, the thought of Kyle staring at Andrew the way he used to stare at me drove me insane. The fact that they are cousins didn’t help me at all because we are cousins too. Seriously, fuck this shit. I thought I braced myself enough to accept the fact that me and Kyle couldn’t be a thing but I almost threw a fit when I saw him laughing with another dude at the coffee shop. I lost interest in whatever my friends were kocaeli otele gelen escort talking about and at the moment, I just wanted to punch the dude’s sickening smug face. The cold brew somehow managed to alleviate my temper and after a few thoughts, I came around to the fact that Kyle would eventually find someone else. Someone who isn’t his cousin. Someone who he can love without reservations and without judgment from others. ——- I browsed through Netflix, searching for the most decent horror movie I could find as Kyle set up the folding bed on the carpet. We were preparing for a family movie night. Dad was fixing up some Nachos and dips as Kyle and I took care of the living room situation. Andrew couldn’t join us. He was staying over at a friend’s house to “study”. When I saw a selection I was satisfied about, I clicked on it and laid down beside Kyle on the bed. Kyle was on his phone, laying at the end of the bed with a lumpy pillow cushioning his head against the sofa seat. I propped the back of my head in the palms of my hands as I relaxed and settled in a comfortable position. Kyle slightly scooted away. Dad placed the snacks on the coffee table and sat on the single sofa. When I started the movie, Kyle moved to the foot of the bed, sitting in an indian position, with his full attention to the TV. I instinctively looked at his slouched back down to his plump and juicy ass when I remembered that my dad was in the room with us. After a while, dad started snoring. The eerie soundtrack boomed and I saw Kyle tense from in front of me. He slowly backed away until his back was perched against his pillow again. An unexpected jumpscare blasted through the screen as Kyle crouched and clutched my body in his fear. His smooth arms gliding against my chest was hot to the touch. His eyes were tightly shut as he buried his face on the side of my bare chest. I was wearing a muscle tee so every contact we had made all the hairs on my body rise. He stayed in that position for a good minute and I was about to embrace him when he shot up like my body was a burning metal. His face was practically red from embarrassment as he reverted to a sitting position a few inches away from me. “Sorry…” Dad’s snores grew louder and after a few minutes, another round of sinister instrumentals echoed. Kyle was covering his face with a pillow as he covered his ears when the loud sound effect boomed. I pulled him towards my body and let his head rest on top of my chest. My arm embraced his figure as my hand rested on his hip. He covered his face with his hand. When the scene died down, he slowly placed his gentle hand on my stomach. My dad was still soundly asleep on the couch. Kyle was reflexively tapping his fingers against my abdomen as he was bracing himself for another jumpscare. His feathery touch sent shivers down my crotch as I couldn’t control the awakening of my then sleeping dick. Suddenly, all my attention flew from the movie to the electrocuting feeling of his gentle taps. My dick rose to full erection in a matter of seconds and Kyle stopped tapping on my tummy. There was no way he didn’t see it because it was pretty much obstructing his view from what we were watching. The fact that he was staring right at it turned me on even more that my dick was now as big as it could get. I tucked it in the waistband of my boxer shorts. “Fuck. Sorry about that…” “It’s okay, Mase…” Kyle’s attention wasn’t in the movie anymore, when jumpscares came without eliciting so much as a tensing reaction from him. He started drawing circles on my stomach which made my manhood throb. I couldn’t stop my whimpers from his nonstop tracing. I slid my hand that was resting on his hip towards his butt. He looked up at me with his crimson face. His drooping eyes were filled with lust as he bit his lip seductively. In that moment, I broke every promise I made with myself as I shot up from the bed and carried him bridal style up the stairs. His arm was snaked at the back of my neck as he continued to stare me down with his hungry eyes. I kicked the door to my room open and locked it close when we entered. I placed him gently on the bed and hovered my body over his. I inched closer to his face closely until our foreheads touched. We stared at each other intimately until the urge I felt to kiss him started becoming unbearable. “Can I kiss you?” I asked. He whimpered. He grabbed my nape and pulled me against his lips as he aggressively bit and sucked on my lower ones. His kisses were so hungry and passionate and I returned the favor kocaeli sınırsız escort by dominating his mouth with my tongue. I was so carried away with the moment that I failed to notice the tears coming down from his eyes. I immediately pulled away. “Kyle, I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to—” “I love you… I love you so much…” he cried. His tears were like a faucet, flowing to the bed nonstop as he started to sniffle from its intensity. My heart swelled from happiness as my love cried his heart out in front of me. I wiped his tears off his face and sealed his cries with a soft and gentle kiss. I pulled away for a second. “I can’t believe you just said that…” His face was filled with worry as more tears flowed from his puffy eyes. I wiped all of it off and fixed the few strands of his hair that went astray back into their place. “I love you too, Ky. So much more than you can imagine. I can’t remember a day when I looked at you and I didn’t want to kiss you to death.” Kyle huffed a weak laugh and reached my lips for a ghostly peck. I showered him with a series of short and tender kisses as his eyes started to soften and his cheeks started to blush. His tears continued to pave their way to the bed. “Shh… don’t cry. I’m here. Always.” He tried to say something but his sniffles stopped him from doing so. I wiped the tears from his beautiful face. “Don’t think about anything else. I want your full attention on me right now.” I positioned myself in between his soft thighs as I hoisted his hip from the bed. Both of my hands held the back of his knees as I stretched it forwards, giving me access to his pink puckered butthole. Kyle whimpered and covered his mouth. I gave his entrance a kiss before my tongue started exploring the tight walls of his soft flesh. Kyle’s hands fell on the sheets as he clasped it hard, desperately trying to control the intense pleasure I was giving him. I swirled my tongue around as deep as I could and I felt Kyle’s body slither as his head tilted back hard against the pillow. He grabbed my hair and pressed my face harder into his ass as his moans started filling up the air. After a while, he pulled me up and gave me a peck then he shoved me to the side of the bed so that I was lying on my back. He sat on top of my crotch with only the thin fibre of my boxer shorts separating our contact. His eyes were filled with sinful lust as he scoured my body with his soft hands. He started planting trails of kisses from my neck to my chest. He stopped just over my nipples and started swirling his tongue around the nub. My breathing started to become heavier. He continued playing with my nipples as he grinded his fat ass against my crazy hard boner. He continued his venture down to my abdomen until he reached the thin patches of hair below my navel. He grabbed the base of my still covered cock and slapped his face with it. I could see the damp spot on my boxers with all the precum I was oozing from the intense pleasure I was experiencing. He looked at me as he started licking the wet spot on my boxers. It drove me crazy. “Kyle, please…” He laughed and started hooking the flaps of my boxer shorts down. I lifted my hip from the bed. My dick slapped his face hard as it released itself from the confines of my undershorts. He breathed on the tip of my dick as I covered my face with my hands, stopping myself from force feeding him my angry dick. Finally, the familiar sensation of his smooth and plump lips enveloped my pulsating dickhead until it was all the way in. I looked down at him, and sure enough, his lustful and submissive gaze were focused on me as he started slowly bobbing his head up and down my shaft. He flicked his tongue as he took me deeper into his throat. I didn’t even bother stifling my breathy moans as his tight orifice constricted my throbbing dick all the way to the base. Kyle was a master at giving head and he knew it. Without severing our eye contact, he picked up the pace of his service. His eyes turned me on so much that I started feeling dizzy. I grabbed him by the back of his neck and fucked his mouth even harder than before. The choking sound he made every time I thrusted deep was music to my ears. I couldn’t bear it any longer as I felt the intense build up of pleasure on my nuts shooting all the way from my shaft to his awaiting throat. Kyle tried to swallow every ounce of my juice, but it was too much for him. Spills of cum flowed from his lips to my shaft. He licked all of it clean. As I was coming down from my high, he took my still erect cock in his mouth and continued slowly bobbing his head up and down. I retracted in pleasure since my sensitivity down there is at an all time high. He pulled his lips out with a pop. “Did I ever tell you how much I love your ridiculously huge dick?” I laughed. “It’s all yours, Ky.” —— What are your thoughts on this smexy chapter? Let me know! ail
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