He didn't move. If anything, he moved a little closer and I could feel my resistance slipping away.His hand was now stroking my back through my blouse..... bringing me closer to him. I was face to face with the zipper of his slacks now. I reached up and touched the bulge.... it moved... and he groaned. It felt a little larger than my husbands and I knew i needed to see it now.Without further hesitation I unzipped his pants and put my hand inside to fish out his growing cock. It was beautiful.. Before 2 years, I even dont know what is gay sex until I saw my cousin who is distant relation to me and happened to met him recently. He is very handsome and got very good body. Not too muscular but gym toned body. I was surprised to see him after a long time with a manly face and body. He came and hugged me and said that he missed me a lot. My parents asked me to show his room as he is gonna stay for few days here for some work. I happily put my hand over his shoulder (Wow! he got tight arms. " "No, I'm hoping you'll change your mind," looking up at her, "it kind of hurts." Katie rubs my back, "How does it hurt?" I sit up in my chair, "They are called 'blue balls' when your cum doesn't get released it builds up and puts pressure on the scrotum and it hurts. It feels like getting kicked." "Maybe I’ll help you relieve some pressure later," as she stands up from her chair and jumps into the pool. I follow and we swim up to the bar and get a couple of drinks. We float off to the. I knew her routine, after a Saturday night out with the girls, and that night was to be no different. Our family always hung out in their underwear. Mom would wear a house dress if she was home for a few hours or more. However, I often saw her in girdle and bra, sometimes with a garter belt and stockings. I knew she would go to the bathroom, take her clothes off and go to my parents' bedroom. In our apartment, you had to go through one room to get to another. Their bedroom was next to the.