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Subject: My cousin George: Chapter 1 (Category: Gay Incest) My cousin George Chapter 1: “Homecoming” I had very mixed feelings moving back to NY after so many years of living in Europe. I felt homesick and missed the sense of familiarity, but Europe had become a second home. I loved how people were a lot more comfortable and relaxed there. They expressed themselves more easily not worrying too much about being as politically correct as people were in the US and not worrying about how others would perceive them. They were also a lot more comfortable with their bodies. To go to the beach in a country in Europe and see people nearly or totally naked wasn’t unusual and of course that translated in their sexuality as well. They would explore and express a lot more what turned them on and it was easier for Europeans to push their boundaries compared to Americans. First time I had gone to Berlin and explored the gay club scene I was shocked to my core. Raw sex everywhere for everyone to see and join. But then I saw how common that was for people there, it really opened up my mind and once I allowed myself to get emerged to the scene, it was very easy to be consumed by it. There were clubs with fantastic music and sex dungeons for every fantasy possible there. I was always sexually curious and open, but the Berlin scene catapulted me to different heights. I have had sexual experiences with guys in the US before moving to Europe in my 20s but I considered those more like drunken bisexual explorations or it was threesomes with a girl and another guy, but most of the guys would focus mostly (if not only) on the girl. My bisexual experiences weren’t that many to identify as bi, so I thought of myself as straight at the time. It was in the Berlin club scene where I was seriously introduced to sex with other guys and very quickly, I realized how much I enjoyed that. For the first 3 years I was in Europe I would hook up with both girls and guys but then I started dating a girl. When we broke up two years afterwards, I wanted to enjoy sexual freedom and be more promiscuous and the gay scene was the perfect place to do that. After 15 years in Germany, England and Greece I thought of myself as 80% gay and 20% straight. I still liked women, but the sexual freedom and expression gay men taught me doesn’t even come close to straight people operate. Going back to the US in my late 30’s I wasn’t sure how things would be there in that sense but I felt I had partied quite a lot and was ready for a “calmer” period in my life. I had missed my friends and family, and most of all I had missed my cousin George. George and I were the same age. We had grown up together, we had gone to college together and for a couple of years before I left for Europe, we even lived together sharing an apartment in NY. He was my best friend. I always had the best time with George. He had a quirky sense of humor which always made me laugh. He was outgoing and sociable and he enjoyed the good life. Eating, drinking, parting and generally having a good time. Everyone liked George! Going out with him, we would very often find ourselves drunk and high, hooking up with girls and dancing gaziantep escort at clubs, going on after parties and a few times waking up at places we didn’t remember going to. He always made everything feel light and fun, never taking things too seriously. It was amazing to see how he could make anyone feel totally relaxed and at ease even in situations where things could feel strange. We had a threesome with a girl a couple of times and he made the whole thing felt so comfortable and familiar for everyone. He would play cool music and dance and the very next moment he would be a sweet lover and attentive to the girl and he would give me genuine smiles and say how beautiful everything was and there was never a weird vibe. I was missing him in Europe and thought he would have loved being there with me. He was the first person I had talked to when I started exploring more with guys and his usual reassuring demeanor was what helped me be more at ease with myself. “Yeah man, it’s all cool! Sounds amazing… stop thinking too much and just enjoy yourself” would be his general attitude and then he would crack a joke about how some stiff relative or a friend should come to Berlin and get gangbanged in a dungeon somewhere in order to relax a bit. He would never linger over a comment or a story I said made them feel fun and normal. I loved that about him. Whenever I would ask him about his life and relationships he would respond in his usual chilled manner, laughing and joking, “I’m spreading the love man”. “Have you ever hooked up with a guy?” I asked him once. “I’m sure there must be someone out there who’s happy” and then he cracked a joke or two. I got a nice apartment in Brooklyn and it took me a couple of weeks to settle down and unpack. As soon as I was done, I invited George over. It was a bit over three years I hadn’t seen him. He looked really good. Short salt and pepper hair and stubble. He had been hitting the gym hard which was showing. He was wearing a sweater that was fitted and tight jeans and his body looked great. I couldn’t help show my admiration. He smiled really broadly and joked while he smacked his ass: “yeah, you wanna get some of this?” and then he pretend-punched me on the shoulder and messed up my hair. I mean this is how always George was with everyone… 50% flirt, 50% jokes and genuine warm attitude, which interestingly enough made it that much harder to know what he was thinking. We spent most of the evening talking about work, family, a couple of exes, and life in general… around 1am he said that there was a very cool techno party and that we should go. I was feeling a bit bored and tried to persuade him to stay in but he was very excited about it and it was always difficult to resist him. “Don’t worry, I have a little something that will help you out” he said and pulled out a small plastic bag from his pocket. He opened it up and there was a bunch of dried mushrooms inside. I knew very well the kind. During my time in Berlin and London I had experimented with all sorts of party drugs and psychedelics were always a lot of fun in the right quantity. I didn’t take much effort for me to agree. suriyeli escort Forty minutes later we were in the club and the mushrooms were already working their magic. We weren’t hallucinating, but everything felt more vivid, the music more intense, talking to people more interesting and easier and very flirty. What I always loved about techno parties is the mixed crowd. People who usually go to these raves are often very open minded and not judgmental. There was a mix of guys and girls, gay, straight and everything in between. This was definitely a nice welcome home. Music was amazing, booming from every corner of the club and the light show was making me trip even more. I realized that both George and I were dancing topless, like a lot of other guys, and there was a group of guys and girls around us, dancing with us, some of them flirting as well. One girl went over to George and was a bit more assertive than everyone else. She was dancing in front of him caressing his pecks and thick arms. George would not stop smiling to both her and me without saying anything. She turned around and pulled me over getting herself between us both. She started kissing George and when he pulled away, he looked at me and his smile got bigger. That made her turn around and she started kissing me too. “Damn you guys are very hot. Are you a couple?” George started laughing loudly while dancing at the same time… he didn’t reply, he just shrugged and smiled. I think the girl took that as a yes. She smiled to both of us, kissed us both and walked away. I looked at him thinking that was him cracking another joke and then he said: “tonight it’s just us. I haven’t seen you in a very long time and I want us to have a good time together”. I thought that was very sweet of him, didn’t think more of it and we carried on dancing. When we decided to leave, it was already dawn outside and I was still tripping from the mushrooms. “Do you mind if I stay over at your place?” he said while calling an Uber. I don’t think he was actually expecting a reply. We got to my apartment and immediately got undressed. He went to the bathroom, got naked and got in the shower leaving the door open. When he got out, he asked me if he could use my towel and when I went in the bathroom to give him a new one, he was standing in front of the mirror and his dick was semi hard. When I handed him the towel he turned around and smiled like it was the most natural thing. He wiped himself dry and his erection was getting more obvious. He hung the towel and as he walked out naked, he said “your turn”. I thought it was a bit odd, but we were both under the influence of the mushrooms, so I didn’t pay much attention to it. When I was done with my shower and got out of the bathroom, I looked for George in the living room, but he wasn’t there. I went to the bedroom and he was lying on the bed, on his back with his legs spread apart. I stood there for a second trying to figure out if he had passed out on the bed and I realized I was getting hard watching him. I closed the curtains to keep the daylight out and went and lay down next to him. A few moments later his leg was rus escort caressing mine and his hand was stroking his dick that was fully hard now. I was mesmerized. I was looking at his beautiful body and thick cock and didn’t know what to do. I was very horny, watching my cousin stroke his cock and I started doing the same. He turned and looked at me and smiled in a way that was leaving me powerless and he stuck his naked body on mine. I turned and squeezed one of his nipples not fully knowing what I should do and the moment I did that he got on his knees and went down on me. He swallowed my cock all the way down to the base and held it down his throat. He slowly took my cock out of his mouth and started sucking me hungrily but masterfully too. He really knew what he was doing. I was extremely hard. It was the combination of the mushrooms and what my cousin doing this, but I was out of control. I had his head in my hands pushing my dick up his throat. He really seemed to love this “domination”. The harder I forced myself in his mouth the more he moaned and sucked me even harder. From time to time he would look up and give me one of his usual huge smiles. This felt so right! Like we had been doing it all our lives. After what seemed like a really long time, he got up, spat in his hand and lubing himself and he sat down on my dick that was covered in his saliva. He took it so easily that would have shocked me if it hadn’t turned me on even more. He looked amazing riding me. George is a tall guy gut I am 6’5″ with broad shoulders and thick legs. He looked so small on top of me. I grabbed him and turned him on his hands and knees and I started pounding him. His submissiveness was letting my dominant side take over me in a way I had never experienced. He was loving getting pounded and his furry, bouncing ass looked incredible. He was moaning so loudly I was sure the neighbors could hear us. To say that I was enjoying this more than any previous experience I have had would have been a huge understatement. At some point he brought his arm between his and my legs and I felt his finger on my asshole. His finger there sent goosebumps all over my body. I stuck my dick in his all the way and stayed there allowing him to explore my hole more. This was an amazing sensation. After a few moments of playing with my hole, he got up, pushed me on my back and positioned himself between my legs and smiled. He asked me where I kept the lube and after he applied a very generous amount in his hand, he started fingering me. I loved anal sex and I was versatile with the guys I was hooking up with, so this was a very welcomed turn of roles. He put one of my legs on his shoulder and patiently he started working my hole. He was also sucking my dick now and then while stretching my hole and massaging my prostate. When he realized I was about to cum, he straddled me and buried my dick deep in his bowels. I exploded inside him and I could see his body was tensing up too. He got my cock out of his ass, came a bit more forward and blew his load all over my face and mouth. I have to say I was not expecting this. That shocked me more that everything. And to top it, he leaned down and started kissing me on the lips, twirling his cum in my mouth with his tongue. It felt so amazing!!! I was in sex heaven. He fell on my side, his right leg and arm still on top of me and his face on my neck. “This was amazing” he said. He was asleep within seconds.

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