CHAPTER 5 – THE COUSIN
When you live at the beach a lot of people want to come to see you. People you met somewhere, relatives you haven't seen in a really long time, friends you forgot you had. And it's not really you they're coming for. It's the beach. And they find out you have an extra bedroom and they will say hi to you so they can sleep in that bedroom and go to the beach without paying for a motel.
My parents had figured that out a long time ago so they had learned to say no politely but firmly. That happened a lot. But every now and then somebody wanted to come who they really wanted to see, and this was one of those times.
My dad's brother called and said he and his wife and son wanted to come for a few days and dad thought that was great. My liked the idea, too. And as usual, my sister could care less.
My dad's brother would be my uncle. He and his wife would get the extra bedroom, my mom explained, and their son would have to sleep with me.
Wait a minute. With me?
Because he was homeschooled he could come along and he was a year older with me and two years younger than my brother so he would sleep with me.
"But why do I have to give up a few days with a homeschooled geek I don't even know."
I actually said that to my mom, and as soon as I said it I knew I had made a mistake. I was being a selfish pig and maybe a brat, too, and I was never either one of those, so I figured this was no time to start. So I apologized and said it was okay. But then I added it would be really okay if Remmi could stay with us. I figured he would be good protection from the geek.
My mom wondered how three teens could sleep in the same bed and I reminded her it was a king size bed and probably everybody in the house could sleep on it at the same time, which was somewhat of an exaggeration but it made my point and she said okay. At least with Remmi here, how bad could it be?
So I told Remmi the plan and he was glad to stay over but with my cousin here he and I couldn't mess around in bed and that wouldn't be fun. But I reminded him at least we'd be together, so he said okay. Maybe we could gang up on my cousin and bury everything but his head in the sand and then help him out if he would promise to leave us alone. Actually, we knew we would never do that, but it was fun to talk about.
So finally the day came. They were supposed to get to our house just before dinner. Remmi and I came straight from school and with my mom there and relatives coming it wasn't a good day to get naked in my room. My dad would be there after his fishing trip was over and he had put stuff away, and then we'd eat dinner. So since dinner would be later than normal mom said we could get to know the cousin. We hadn't seen him since I was too young to remember I had ever seen him, and he was probably too young to remember me.
So around five o'clock we heard the car pull up and park and not long after that there was a knock at the door. My mom, Remmi and I are the welcoming committee in the living room. So in walks my aunt (I don't remember ever meeting the lady) and my uncle (who had visited without the family a couple of times and he was okay). We said hi to the adults and then in walks their son and I reached out my hand to shake his when I looked at him and...
Holy crap! I froze and couldn't pronounce a word. He was gorgeous, in a guy sort of way. He was a little taller than me and looked a lot like my dad did in the picture when he was a drummer which means he looked a little like me and a lot like I will probably look in a year. His body was obviously built like mine. I have good pecs and a good start on a six pack but his were even more clearly defined and he had on a tight tee shirt that looked like it had been spray painted right on his body. He was beautiful. I tried not to drool.
Oh, and his hair was perfect. Remember that my hair is down my back and Remmi's hair is curly and sort of all over the place. But my cousin's hair was perfectly neat, perfectly cool. A little long in a cool preppy kind of way. In other words, perfect. I looked toward Remmi and mouthed the words, "He looks like a model."
Well, we helped him put his stuff in my room and told him Remmi would be staying too and we'd all be sleeping in my big bed and he was cool with that. I asked him if he wanted to see the beach, so since he didn't have a bike we ran the three blocks to a good spot to walk onto the beach. He liked it. Because it wasn't summer there weren't any people in swimsuits on blankets and the sun was about all the way gone, anyway. An old guy was on his folding chair with a fishing pole, trying to catch dinner. He was there a lot.
We walked back to the house and dad was there and happy to see his brother. We sat down for dinner and asked the blessing and passed the food all around and everybody seemed to talk at the same time.
I asked my cousin what school he attended and he told me that he was home schooled. Duh. I knew that. I'm an idiot.
Then I asked him why his mom choose to home school him, and he said it meant he could work at any time he was called. What kind of job doesn't have regular hours? I didn't know but I didn't want to be nosy.
Anyway, we all packed ourselves in our family SUV (my sister was at something at school) and dad showed them around the beach area, and then we stopped for ice cream. Some of the ice cream places close when the tourists stop coming but this one is open all year, except maybe January.
So we got back home and mom made hot chocolate for everybody. She makes great hot chocolate. They keep talking and us three boys went up to my room. (my brother Riley said he's go to his room and do homework, which I doubt actually happened).
So we played a video game (I have three controllers in case my brother wants to play with Remmi and me). My cousin saw the guitars and the keyboard and asked who the musicians were. We told him about our music stuff and we wanted to start a band maybe next year, and he said he wanted us to do a song and we did and he said he liked it, which seemed to be true. I think he meant it.
By now we were talking like three friends (instead of two friends and a cousin we didn't know) so I asked him what job he had that meant he needed to be free at different times.
He said, "Oh, I'm a model." Boin-n-n-n-g.
My first thought is that he must be making this up because it was too good to be true, but when he started telling us about some of his jobs we realized it was true.
He did modeling for catalogues and ads and magazines and even had his picture taken in underwear to be printed on the underwear package. My cousin – sort of a famous celebrity. Or something like that.
He wasn't bragging and it seemed he had done this so much he sort of took it for granted. It was his normal. He said he made really good money and when he was 16 he would have enough for a car and by college he'd probably have enough for that, too.
I see. Maybe I'll have enough money for new tires on my bike. Maybe.
Well, finally it was time for bed and we asked him again if he was okay with the three of us sleeping in my bed. He said he was fine with it. Then I asked what he brought to sleep in and what happened next blew me away.
He said, "Oh, I usually sleep naked." Pause.
I looked at Remmi and then at him and said, "Yeah, we do, too."
He says, "Well, if you're okay with it, that's what we'll do."
Then we all started to peel off our clothes. It seemed awkward at first but my cousin got right too it. I looked at Remmi and shrugged my shoulders and we started stripping. Nothing new to us.
When we were all naked it was obvious we were all checking each other out while trying not to be obvious. If you've ever seen dogs sniff at each other's butts it was sort of like that, but we were doing it with our eyes while pretending we weren't doing it.
Remmi had told me he didn't want to sleep next to my cousin (but that was before he had actually seen him) so we agreed in advance that I'd sleep in the middle and Remmi would sleep on my right and my cousin would sleep on my left. If I had to pee in the middle of the night I figured I'd climb over Remmi.
So we get comfy and turn the lights out and start talking about everything boys talk about when the lights are out. I wondered if he would, but I noticed my cousin didn't say anything about girls. Or a girl. Looking like he looked I figured he would have girls lined up to do whatever he would let them do.
Finally the talking stopped. Remmi must have decided in advance that, cousin or no cousin, he's sleep like he always did, with his right leg between mine, sort of face down facing me, straddling my leg. We'd sometimes kiss some but not tonight. Definitely not tonight.
Somehow I fell asleep. I don't think it was long after that, however, that I woke up. My cousin had decided to do the same thing Remmi was doing, so he was lying face down facing my side with his leg straddling my leg, meaning his left leg and Remmi's right leg must have been touching, too.
How am I supposed to sleep now? This is getting interesting.
Remmi now has his hand on my chest, which is pretty normal at night. And before long my cousin's hand was on my chest too, near Remmi's hand, meaning they were probably touching each other while touching me. My cousin's hand was moving a little and it felt like he was messing with my left nipple. Couldn't be.
Then that stopped and his hand moved down and it felt like he had a finger in my belly button. I was wondering if Remmi knew what my cousin was doing because Remmi started messing with my right nipple. I wish the lights had been on so I could watch this, but of course that would have messed everything up.
Then my cousin's hand went down a little lower and I could feel him rubbing my pubes. My dick took notice. What is he doing?
Then my cousin said, "Jon Eric...you awake?"
"Yeah." Like I'm going to sleep through this. I couldn't wait to hear what was next.
"Do you guys mess around with each other?" Pause.
I told him, "Yeah, sometimes. Well, actually, all the time."
He said, "Cool."
Then his hand went down and he's holding my dick.
Remmi knows this and he pulls my head to face him and starts kissing me big time. Amazing.
It's so dark you would think nobody could see each other, but the light from the clock and the light coming in from outside was enough for us to see a little of what was happening. We all knew.
My cousin is now kissing my chest the best he can get to it and rubbing my dick and balls. After a few seconds Remmi's hand is down there, too, and not long after that my cousin is on top of me, frenching me and humping his dick on mine. It's starting to get hot and heavy.
What happened next is sort of jumbled in my mind because a couple of things were happening at the same time. But I do remember that before we finally had gone to sleep my cousin had given me a blow job, I gave Remmi one and then I gave my cousin one. And we were all sticky but nobody seemed to care.
When we finally went to sleep we were all over each other.
They stayed a few more days and it was like that every night. One day my dad took his brother, Riley, Remmi, me and my cousin on the boat. He didn't have anything booked that day. He said he was okay with us swimming naked as long as we had life jackets. It was so cold we couldn't stay in long but we did hang out naked on the boat. He had the heaters on and it was okay.
Bedtime that night was better. Much better.