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And my damn hard-on wouldn’t Go a way .

“I don’t mind you looking”? Seriously. What the hell is Going on? Is my little cousin ... like ... interested? In me?

We had been in quarantine way too long.

Am -I- interested in my cousin? Da fuq?

This was so inappropriate.

My erect column of meat bobbed and weaved unceasingly as I tried (and failed) to focus on shampooing my hair and then washing my face. I grabbed it a couple of times, half-heartedly giving it a few jerks before letting go to concentrate on soaping my body.

But once everything was rinsed off, I sighed and bent my head forward, taking a firm but supple hold of my shaft and stroking it with the intent to get myself off as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately, dirty thoughts of Arin rubbing herself off in this very shower just minutes prior kept invading my mind. I tried to recall the physical features of my Pornny vixens. I tried to remember exactly what Beauty looked like naked.

I even tried to subtly morph the image in my head of Arin’s body to put Pamela Reif’s face on top of it, tonoavail. Somebody had inceptioned the idea of my little cousin masturbating into my mind, and I couldn’t get it out!

I realized I wasn’t Going to spurt anytime soon, not without thinking of Arin that is. not wanting to waste water, I switched off the spray and started drying off. My massive schlong refused to Go down, and I resolved to cueing up Pornny or perhaps opening one of my favorite erotica stories as soon as I got back to my room. I just knew I’d have to do it fast, because Arin would be waiting for me to start Game of Thrones soon.

I wrapped my towel around my waist, chuckling at the obscene tent I was pitching at a 45-degree upward angle. Eager to get to my masturbation session, I grabbed my dirty clothes with one hand and opened the door with the other to hurriedly step outside...

... and nearly ran into Bukky. My big cousin had been passing down the hall way , and she yelped in shock and jerked a way when my face suddenly loomed just a few inches a way from hers. I jerked a way myself, taking a quick side-step to avoid bumping into her, and we both came to a stop a couple of feet a way from each other, eyes wide open in surprise.

“Sorry! Sorry!” I apologized.

“ My goodness, you scared me!” Bukky exclaimed, holding her hand over her heart. But then her eyes dropped down my torso, taking in my bulging pecs and tense abs.

I really did have a six-pack, and was quite proud of it, which was why I continued to do all those core workout videos. And then my cousin’s eyes got really big as she saw the bulging tent in my towel.

Right then, my towel slipped off completely. In my haste to side-step a collision, I had apparently stretched the limits of friction a single towel tuck can make. With my hands held up and to my sides in a defensive, apologetic posture, I was helpless to stop the terrycloth from puddling to the floor, revealing my throbbing manhood in all its glory.

It was not that I stayed in that position to let her ogle a way or anything. I felt the towel slipping down my thighs and had frantically tried to grab it before it fell, tonoavail. It only took a second for me to duck down, grab the offending fabric with my right hand and hoist it over my crotch.

My left hand likewise pinned my dirty clothes over my crotch, and I was left standing there, blushing beet red in embarrassment trying to cover my unclothedness.

Bukky blinked twice, still staring at my midsection as if she had X-ray vision and could see straight through both the bunched-up towel and my dirty clothes. Either that, or the sight of my naked dick had been burned into her retinas and she could still see afterimages of the thick column of mushroom-headed meat.

Whatever the reason, it was clear she wasn’t about to move, so I did the first thing that came to mind. I chuckled nervously and scampered down the hall way to my room, nevermind that I had to show my big cousin my naked butt the whole way . And it was only once I was in the privacy of a room with a closed door that I finally began to exhale.

On the bright side, being scared goodnessless was not the most arousing sensation in the world, and when I tossed my dirty clothes into the hamper and looked down at my crotch, I found that it had nearly Gone soft all on its own.

At least now Arin wouldn’t have to wait for me long to start Game of Thrones.

Something tickled my balls, and with a start, I jerked awake.

“Oh, My goodness!” a girl gasped in the darkness, followed by a thump as she stepped back onto the floor. I felt the mattress shift as her body weightnolonger pressed into the pocketed-coil springs beside me.

Blinking a few times, I stared into the dim illumination, trying to identify who was in my room. “Bukky? Arin?”

Without another word, whoever she was quickly walked to my bedroom door, cracked it open just enough to let her fit through, and she slithered outside while closing the door behind her.

Shaking cobwebs loose from my brain and scratching crusty bits from my eyes, I turned to look at the clock on my nightstand. It was after 3am, not an hour when I did my best thinking. In fact, I was so addled at the moment that I couldn’t be sure I hadn’t imagined that one of my cousins had come into my room for some randomly weird reason.

But then I noticed that I wasn’t under my bedcovers. Further, I noticed that I was sporting an 8-inch erection, standing up like a tilted flagpole through the flaps of both my boxer shorts and pajama trousers. I was pretty sure it hadn’t gotten out on its own.

What the hell is going on?




Home Alone With Steamy Cousins: https://okadabooks.com/book/about/home-alone-with-steamy-cousins/43005