Cousin Tim

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My cousin’s husband was the stud to beat all studs. He was in his early 20’s. He stood about 6’ 3.” He was lean and muscular. Not too big, but big in all the right places. His long body was just beautiful. His defined abs were the hottest.

Tim had very nicely developed arms. They were probably 19 inches. They bulged out from his broad, thick shoulders. Tim’s chest was full and defined. It stuck out in front of him with seductive grace and power. Tim had tremendous legs. Powerful quads supported his upper torso. In all, Tim was an ideal package of lean, powerful muscles. His narrow waist, massive arms and broad shoulders sent my heart racing every time I saw him. If I had to compare him to someone, I’d have to say he reminded me of Zack Spears, but with a bigger chest and slightly bigger arms.

Tim had dark brown, almost black hair. He wore it trimmed, but not in a butch. His brown eyes twinkled. His smile sent chills up my spine. He really liked me, too. He was always goofing off with me, grabbing me as he would laugh about something. I loved it when he touched me. I loved his manner of giggling whenever he thought of doing something he shouldn’t. It was all innocent: buying something that wasn’t on the shopping list, or maybe eating something before he was supposed to. Whenever he thought of doing something he shouldn’t do, he kind of giggled. It was too cute.

Tim and Sue lived about 3 hours away, so we didn’t see each other very often. I always looked forward to visits by him, because I wanted to see how he had developed that body of his. He never disappointed me. He worked out regularly, and we often discussed bodybuilding. He had even thought about entering a contest, but decided against it. I told him he should, because he had a great body. He seemed to like that.

One summer, I decided to take a vacation in Tim’s town. Tim & Sue invited me to stay with them. In fact, while I was there Sue was planning on leaving town for a short trip to see her mother. Tim and I would have the house to ourselves for a few days.

I arrived at their house. Sue was packed and ready to go. Tim saw Sue to the car. He kissed her passionately as they stood in the driveway. I peeked out between the curtains. He had his tongue in her mouth. His arm bulged as he held Sue’s cheek with his hand. How I wished I was Sue!

Tim returned to the house. “Now the boys get to have some FUN!” he giggled. His grin pierced me. I melted inside as I contemplated spending three days alone with my fantasy man. I had masturbated to thoughts of Tim ever since I had met him. I looked forward to developing some new fantasy story-lines during my stay.

We sat and talked for a while. We went out to eat. Bought some junk food for the evening. Then we returned home. It was summer, so even though it was 8 pm, it wasn’t dark yet. It had been a hot day. Tim went down the hall and into his bedroom. He returned to the family room without a shirt on. My heart beat hard as I examined him. He was perfect! He smiled wide as he sat down in an easy chair across from me. His abs were defined. His chest was thick and strong. Those arms bulged with power. His quads pushed his jeans tightly. Tim grinned as I checked him out, but he didn’t say anything.

The TV was on, but we were only casually watching it. We talked about lots of things, but nothing that I can remember. I wasn’t really paying attention to our conversation, except that I tried to direct the topic to his hobby of bodybuilding. Tim enjoyed talking about this. I enjoyed it too.

“I think those muscles on top of the shoulders are really cool,” I said innocently. “I don’t know what they’re called, but when guys have them, they really make them look strong.”

“You mean traps?” Tim asked. He moved his shoulders and his traps bulged.

“Yeah, those,” I said grinning. “Yours are awesome. Even when you just walk around, you can see them bulge up.”

Tim continued to hold his traps in a flex, grinning. “Man! You have awesome shoulders,” I said. I loved having him flex for me. “Can I feel them?” I asked.

“Sure,” Tim answered. He got up and moved over to where I was. He sat down on the floor in front of the couch I was sitting on, facing away from me. His wide back rested between my spread knees. “I’ll let you feel them, if you give me a shoulder rub,” he said.

I placed my hands on his traps and he flexed them once again. “Geez, you are awesome,” I said. Tim remained silent. I ran my fingers down to his delts. (I really DID know the names of all the muscles. I just wanted to appear naive on the subject.) His cannonballs were solid and wide. I began to massage his thick shoulders. Tim seemed to like it.

After a few minutes, Tim leaned back against the front of the couch. Consequently, my hands moved over the top of his traps and slightly down onto his front, just barely at the top of his chest. Immediately, Tim said “Oh, that feels good, too.” I left my hands there, encouraged by his willingness to let me massage the front of his shoulders. Whenever my fingers made even the smallest advance down, toward his pecs, Tim seemed to inhale, expanding his pecs upward. It was as if he were encouraging my fingers downward. I didn’t want to risk anything, so I was very careful.

I moved my hands back up and continued massaging Tim’s muscular shoulders. Every once in a while I ventured toward his chest. Every time I did it, Tim either expanded his chest upward or moaned or said something like “Oh, that feels really good. You have the best touch.” As the minutes passed I found myself getting braver. Tim seemed to be enjoying the tease of the game.

Eventually, my fingers moved lower and lower- finally making their way onto the upper part of Tim’s thick pecs. It was the upper part, but it was definitely his pecs! Tim continued to let me feel.

“You have great chest development,” I said.

“Thanks,” Tim said. “I think a guy’s chest says a lot about his strength.”

“Well, yours is mighty strong looking,” I said. I ventured down a little lower, feeling the thick muscles. Tim danced his pecs. The large muscles moved in slow, erotic waves. “Oh that’s awesome,” I said, pretending like I had never seen that before. Tim continued to ripple his pecs for me. I moved my fingers lower, finally reaching his nipples. He kept dancing his thick pecs as I fingered his nipples. The definition between his pecs was awesome. I moved my hands and felt the cleavage. Tim slowed his pec flex as I explored.

“That feels terrific,” Tim said. He dropped his head back a little and closed his eyes. His muscular neck thickened. I though my boner would explode in my pants. I felt him out for what seemed like forever, moving my hand to feel every inch of his massive, muscular chest. My boner was as stiff as a pipe. “You know, you don’t have to stay up there on the couch,” Tim said. “Why don’t you move down here next to me.”

I lifted my hands off his chest and slid off the couch and laid beside him, propping myself up on my left elbow, extending my left forearm behind his back. My right hand was free to venture wherever.

Tim looked over at me, his head still resting on the couch cushion. He smiled a small smile, looking like he was either too tired to move much, or just plain comfortable with what was happening. “Now, where were you,” he said. “Oh yes. I think you were massaging my chest.”

I moved my right hand up onto Tim’s chest once again. The phenomenal development of his pecs was intoxicating. Tim rippled his pecs again as my hand passed over the waves of muscle.

“You must have done this before,” he said. “You seem to be pretty good at this.”

“Nope,” I said. “This is the first time.” I moved my hand down onto Tim’s abs. He exhaled a bit and his ab definition became more pronounced. The ridges of muscle seemed to grow beneath my fingers! “You have the most incredible waist. It’s so narrow. It really accentuates your broad shoulders.”

Tim continued to let me feel his torso development. He closed his eyes as I felt him out. It was quite enjoyable for both of us. I couldn’t believe I was doing this! This was all my fantasies coming true!

“I don’t know if it’s your touch or what,” Tim began to say, “but this is a little embarrassing.” Tim looked down at the bulge in his pants. His penis was fully erect. It pointed off to one side. It was thick and beefy, just like the rest of his body. “I think I’m getting an erection.” Tim giggled in his customary way. I stopped my hand and rested it on his abs. I waited to see what Tim would do next.

He just laid there.

Finally I said “Do you have this problem often?”

Tim grinned, “Only when I get turned on.”

“I can stop if you want,” I suggested.

“No, please don’t,” Tim asked.

I continued feeling him, moving my hand slightly lower. “Maybe you just need to release it a little, and it will settle down,” I said.

“Yeah,” he smiled. He giggled a little and said “Maybe you could help me with that.”

I didn’t say anything. I slowly lowered my hand. My fingertips slipped slightly under his pants. Tim froze in anticipation. He giggled.

I moved my fingers out and over the top of his pants. My hand rested on top of his stiff rod. I squeezed it gently. I moved my hand down and felt his large balls. I squeezed again. Tim remained frozen.

“You have one mother fuckin’ big set of genitals,” I said. Tim giggled. I squeezed his penis through his jeans. I began to squeeze it rhythmically, gently massaging it. “When was the last time you masturbated?” I asked him.

“I usually try to jack off about once a day, if I can get a few minutes alone– away from Sue,” Tim giggled. “But its been a few days now.”

I began to unzip Tim’s pants. “Maybe I could help you with that,” I suggested.

Tim giggled. “If you help me, I’ll help you,” he said.

Within a minute I had Tim’s pants off. He was nude. His muscular legs were powerful slabs of beef. His totally HOT body was awesome to behold. And behold it I did. I ran my hands up and down his muscular physique, feeling every inch of his powerful muscles. Tim really liked this. He posed for me as I moved my hands over his muscles. His erection was extremely big, extremely stiff.

Then, I moved my fingers to Tim’s genitals. I began playing with his genital hair. His large balls were so HOT! Precum was dripping out of his dick. I lightly ran my fingers up his rod and began to masturbate him. Tim moaned. He laid flat on his back as I pushed his cock down and up. I moved my lips to Tim’s penis and began to lightly suck. I began to crawl my lips up his penis, gently caressing the lip of his head as I passed my lips over it. Tim moaned with pleasure. I tickled his sensitive spot with my tongue. His precum flowed onto my tongue. My own precum was moistening my pants.

As my lips moved up his shaft, Tim began to cum. His dick pulsed with rhythmic jerks as his semen began to shoot into my mouth. It was warm. His body tightened as he released his jizz. His milk filled my throat. Tim moaned and I continued to push on his dick with my lips. Tim brought his strong hand up and pushed on his dick as well. His arm bulged as he masturbated himself. His wide forearm was something to see as he pushed on himself.

I couldn’t control it any longer. As I brought Tim to climax, I began to ejaculate into my pants. I jerked hard as semen began to soak my pants. I moved my hand and felt Tim’s massive bicep as I squirted milk into my shorts. Tim flexed it slightly as he continued to ejaculate. His arm bulged under my fingers. My orgasm intensified.

We spent the evening exploring each other’s bodies. We had sex late into the morning. Tim’s muscular ass became a favorite haunt for my cock. And his cock found a special place between my glutes as well. We must have had 20 orgasms each over the next few days. It was sex heaven. Tim and I always had a special relationship after that. We became favorite cousins.

He remained married to Sue, but we began to visit each other more often. Usually, Tim would come to my place for a long weekend. His muscular body turned me on during many weekend affairs.

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