Gay Erotic Stories

I live in the Caribbean, my cousin, Vesham, lives in Vancouver, and he only comes here every Christmas. I always was attracted to him, and he had the same feelings towards me, but as both his parents and my mom were always around, nothing could be done. But in 1997, his parents decided to go to London, and he came to my house. On his first night here, we all slept at my aunt's house, but on the second, the sex began. I climbed onto my bed and snuggled down. He came on the bed too. I felt my cock grow. Then, out of nowhere, he slipped his arm around my waist. I turned around and shoved my hands into his underwear. Vesham began to grow inside of my fingers. I was amazed at the size of it. Then, slowly we began to kiss, at first, it was slow and lingering, but after a minute it was hot and fast. His tongue went down into my throat. I slowly began sucking his chest and neck. My mouth moved down to his erect cock. He spread his cock, and slowly I began sucking him. He was so big and delicious. Then he turned me over and shoved his cock down in my throat. My tongue licked and sucked and Vesham was groaning loudly, and he kept whispering my name. Then he turned me around and slipped it in and began pumping - faster and faster and harder and harder. His rocking motion caused me to cum in the most amazing way ever--on my bed. But God did it hurt! I cried out for him to stop, but he was too hot to stop. Oblivious to my requests, he kept at his hard, fast pace. Then after about half hour he came; and his warm sperm felt fabulous in my ass. As you can guess, not one night went by without Vesham and I fucking!