Shawn's Incredible Summer - Sex Stories

Shawn's Incredible Summer

... more comfortable position, hoping that Isaac wouldn't notice, but he saw and started to get unzipped. "Isaac! What the fuck are you doing?" I asked him glaring at his hands sliding his zipper down. "It is like a peepshow and we don't even have to pay a cent! Come on, dude, stop being such a wuss!" Having said that, Isaac rolled his eyes and continued watching the girls, his hand moving over the fabric of his grimy boxers, stimulating himself. I looked away, largely unsure of our circumstantial advantages, but more of a thing with privacy. Isaac was very well hung and even though we are cousins and there had been countless of occasions where we had seen each other naked while we were young sharing a bathtub, I found it a little too invasive. I could see from the corner of my eye that he was enjoying himself thoroughly, his hand rubbing faster and faster across the top surface of his junk. I clenched my jaw and shifted my position, feeling the strength emanating from Isaac's hands flow through me, making me as hard as I had ever been. Prickles of pleasure wrecked my body and I gave in to it, to them. I closed off Isaac's existence and focused instead on the girls, watching their curvaceous bodies jiggle and bounce around as they pranced about in the watering hole as free as forest sprites. One of them was screaming at the cold and as a gust of night wind flew vehemently through the clearing, the girls shrieked and laughed. The creamy skin over their pert and full breasts ...

... shriveled with the sudden chill. Their nipples hardened with the cold even more now. I imagined myself playing amongst them, the only boy in a frolicking group of girls. I closed my eyes and imagined the things I would do, if only. I could hear Isaac grunting. I don't know why but it spurred from deep within me a strange kind of craving. I started breathing through shallow and quick breaths, jerking my hips up and down imitating the motions of fucking a girl while she was riding me without touching myself. More shrieks and screams followed as they played. Using this as a stimulant, I threw myself fully into the scenario in my mind and before long, I felt the semen launching hard and fast against my dampened briefs. I pointed my toes pulling out the last few violent dredges of the orgasm. It went on for longer than usual, but it felt so fucking good that I almost blacked out right there. The sounds of Isaac approaching his own orgasm not two feet away had added on to the soundscape. It was utter bliss. Before long, Isaac scrambled up into a kneeling position and as he knelt down, he took his junk out and positioned it at the base of the bunch of bushes we had been hiding behind. I watched on as he milked himself, his shaft disappearing and re-appearing through a break in both his fists. He was getting real close now, the skin over the crown of his cock close to a violent deep purple. He pumped and squeezed all the way down his shaft with both fists and rained streams of his milk ...