Sex stories

I was 20 years old. The summer was heavy, the days endless, and the evenings stifling in this old country house where our families gathered every year. Nothing to do but eliminate time. And him. My cousin. Same age, same damn energy in his body. Always shirtless, tanned, muscled just right. We spent our time together. Laughter, dirty jokes, silly games. And then sometimes, more than that. One evening, we found ourselves alone in the bedroom. The others had gone to the village. Him lying on the bed, me on the mattress on the floor. He's watching videos on his phone, his bare chest half-covered by a towel. He turns the sound down a little, then hands me the screen. Two guys fucking wildly. I feel my stomach knot up. It's not the first time we've watched this together. He glances at me. - "Are you hard?" - "What about you?" He lifts the towel. Stiff. Clearly. I pull down my shorts. My sex pops out, hard, almost sore from being compressed. We jerk off side by side, eyes fixed on the video, but barely a minute passes before he says: - "Go ahead... come closer." I climb onto the bed. Our shoulders touch, our arms too. He turns his head toward me, our mouths close. The smell of his warm skin, of the soap still on him, of raw desire, rises to my head. Our lips search for each other, brush against each other. He takes the initiative. The kiss is raw, tense. Our cocks rub against each other, wet, hard. I slide my hand over him. He moans, low, hoarse. His hand comes over mine, guides it, squeezes it. He wraps his fingers around my sex, starts to wank me gently, in rhythm with the video still playing in the background. Then he stretches out, pulling me on top of him. His thighs open, his gaze clear: he wants more. That night, we went far. Further than the times before. Bodies stuck together, dirty mouths, jerky breaths. No tender words, just need, tension built up over years finally exploding. When we came, it was together, a muffled moan in the pillow, her hand squeezing mine. We didn't talk about it the next day. But it wasn't the last time.