I should tell you a little bit about my cousin. Jordan is only a few years older than I am, but his physical appearance is far more developed and matured. He’s a notorious gym rat—and boy, does he look the part!
Ever since I was little, I always thought Jordan was the coolest of the cool. I wanted to be just like him. I’ve also kept a secret all my life: I have the biggest crush on him.
When Jordan and his mom came to visit my dad and I one weekend, Jordan and I found ourselves temporarily alone in the family room while Dad took a shower upstairs. I won’t lie, as my cousin and I chatted, I couldn’t help but sneak glances at his crotch.
Suddenly, Jordan placed his hand on his bulge—all the while maintaining hard eye-contact with me. And yes, at this point, my underwear was definitely pretty soaked. Honestly, anyone’s would be.
Inevitably, my cousin and I found ourselves with no pants on and giving each other sensationally sloppy head. Then suddenly, Jordan rose from his carnal banquet of my wet boy hole and licked his chops. He effortlessly slid me closer to him and grabbed his dick for what I could have sworn was a reenactment of my hottest wet dream.
With a wink and dead-sexy arch of his eyebrow, my cousin simply aimed his fat dick and pushed in…
