Happy Elves: A Christmas Story

“Merry Christmas, everyone! Merry Christmas!”  Steven said in a bright, cheery voice.

He was waving at the throng of kids and parents making their way out of the mall’s food court.  He kept up his jolly demeanor despite the fact he was roasting in his frumpy Santa’s elf costume, the floppy red and white hat covering half of his face.

“Ba’ bye!” the last child, an excited little girl who could barely old enough to speak, shouted.  Then there was silence.

 It was 7 PM — closing time — Christmas Eve, the mall was closing and the Santa’s Village by Lawson’s Department Store was shutting down for the season and not a moment too soon for Steven.  

The last crowds had barely cleared the Village display area when Santa began removing his false beard and hat with a sigh.  Like clockwork, Steven and the other elf characters, all temp workers in their early twenties, began dismantling the elaborate Christmas themed set and putting them away into precisely shaped crates.  Within hours, the ‘north pole’ had been totally transformed into a display for Lawson’s Department Store — with a Valentine’s Day theme.

“Lord, they don’t wait at all do they,”  Steven remarked to no one in particular.

 “Yeah, no kidding. Surprised it’s not the Easter Bunny display.  You working that?”  came a soft spoken voice from behind. 

 It was Josh, another ‘elf’ Steven had met during his month stint as one of Santa’s helpers.  Josh, who had portrayed ‘Phillip the Shutterbug Elf’ was still wearing his ridiculous red and green elf suit, the torso was stuffed to make Josh seem much heavier than he actually was.

 “Oh? Oh no. I think one season of playing helper to an imaginary character is enough for me,”

 “Ho! Ho! Ho! I’m not imaginary,” came the booming voice of the man who had played Santa that season.  He was portly even without his stuffed red coat.

 He laughed, patted Steven on the back and headed off to join the rest of the dismissed cast.  Despite being slightly annoyed by Santa’s corny humor, Josh couldn’t help but smile at someone who was still in a good mood after having spent nine hours a day for a month hearing the trials and tribulations of crying children.

 “Ah, that sucks.  Macy’s sponsors the Easter Bunny Village, so it’s a bit better done.. They pay more too,” said Josh as he peeled off the bulky suit, revealing his svelte, almost lanky, frame.

 Steven nodded as he removed his costume for the final time.  Under his elf jacket was only a plain white A-shirt, which was now totally drenched with sweat, which made it cling to his abs and stomach.  Steven knew he wasn’t in the best shape, but he had been hitting the gym after his shifts at the North Pole and was almost back to his high school stats of five-nine, one-sixty.  As he removed his elf pants that were just Velcroed over his jeans, Steven couldn’t help but contemplate what Josh had just said “Are you working as an Easter elf?”  Had the economy really come to the point where degree-holding twenty-something’s like him and the other elf actors hopped from one holiday display to another like vagabonds?  He rolled his eyes at the thought.

 Josh and Steven were, at best, friends of convenience.  Steven was “Jesse the Peppermint Elf” so was the one who handed the kids candy canes as they left Santa’s lap, walking by photographer Josh in the process.  It was because of their close proximity that they started to talk casually between crowds. Eventually, the two got into the habit of eating lunch together, then occasionally Steven would go home with Josh, play Call of Duty and crash on his couch — awakening just in time to return to Santa’s Village.  Josh couldn’t tell exactly how old Steven was, though presumed they were about the same age.

Steven also wasn’t exactly sure if Josh was gay or straight, not that was particularly important to the gregarious - and straight - Steven.    Josh had never done anything resembling a flirt with Steven, but there were subtle hints to suggest Josh wanted to lick more than just Steven’s candy cane…

 “So, you wanna’ hang out? Last time,”  Josh asked.  He was fussing with his frosted-tipped blonde hair in the reflective surface of a prop Valentine heart. 

 Steven couldn’t believe the disparity in his appearance with Josh.  They had both been in hot, sweaty costumes all day, but here was Josh– hair still meticulously styled — his off brand but still stylish clothes showing no signs of sweat.  And then there was Steven, a sweaty, haggard mess who looked like he had just built an actual Christmas Village by hand.

 “Um, sure… Why the last time?”  Steven asked raising an eyebrow.

 “Oh, I just figured you were being nice to me or something. None of the other reindeer wanted to play,” Josh responded, referring  to most of the other elf actors who were openly too aloof to socialize with him.

 Steven was taken aback by the suggestion; had he really come across so callous?

 “No, I like you man. You’re cool people,” Steven was sincere, but purposefully deflecting from making eye contact lest he give Josh the wrong impression.

 Josh smiled, “Okay, let’s go!”

 Josh and Steven headed straight to Josh’s small apartment, Steven feeling a bit bad about being so unkempt and sweaty. They cracked open a beer and started playing their video game. Minutes became hours. By the fifth level, the coffee table was littered with empty chip bags and beer cans.  The mood between them was more relaxed and comfortable than it had ever been. 

“You four-twenty?”  Josh asked rather suddenly, pulling a sizeable bag of weed from his pocket.

 Steven’s face lit up “Hell yeah I do!”  He set down the controller not even pausing the game.

 As his defenseless character was slaughtered onscreen, Steven watched as Josh rolled one of the fattest blunts he had ever seen.  Josh had just licked the rolling paper and was about to roll it shut when he stopped and headed into the kitchen. He emerged a few moments later with a tiny vial of a red liquid with a tiny eye dropper inside.  He proceeded to suction enough of the mysterious liquid for a few drops than proceeded to evenly lace the marijuana with it.  Steven looked on questioning, but comfortable enough with his friend to not be suspicious.

 “What’s that stuff?”  Steven finally asked while Josh was finishing rolling the cigarette.

 Josh gave a shit faced grin and said “This, my friend, is Hot Sauce,”

 The confusion on Steven’s face must have been apparent because Josh continued without prompt “I’ve heard Hot Sauce is next gen ecstasy.  All the high, none of the crash. My boy hooked me up.”

 “Ah, cool.  That’s what’s up,”

 Josh lit the blunt and took the first hit, a prolonged draw, before handing it to Steven.  Steven wasted no time and quickly inhaled the Hot Sauce laced drug.  The rush to the head was intense and immediate.  Steven actually gasped for air the feeling of euphoria was so intense.  Meanwhile, Josh had dimmed the lights and had replaced the video game with thumping house music, a color pattern on the screen was moving in time with the music.

 “Oh shit dude! Oh shit!”  Steven said through a sudden giggle fit, “This shit is sick! I feel… I feel….”

 “Amazing!” the two said in unison.

 They took turns passing the cigar back and forth, Steven giggling as a warm, happy feeling washed over him with each inhale.

“Let’s save some for later,” Josh said, putting out the now half-burned blunt. 

 For several minutes the two sat silently, smiling off into space, and occasionally looking at each other.  Steven couldn’t even describe the feeling of elation.  His heart was fluttering, his hands and feet were tingling, and he felt the rush of excitement that comes from receiving extremely good news - over and over.  His eyes started to well up with tears of happiness, yet he still felt completely in control. Hot Sauce was amazing.

 “Dude, I love you so much,” Steven said, looking deeply in Josh’s dark brown eyes, “I love everyone. People are so amazing, actually.  I mean, what would we eat without farmers? Those guys must love us, and I love them.  Humans are great!”

 Josh nodded in intent agreement. 

 Steven’s mind was quickly losing the ability to associate negative thoughts with anything. Period. Replaced instead for profound positive thoughts and seemingly random ‘revelations’ — like about farmers — that were quickly framing his entire world view in rose colored lenses. But Steven didn’t care. What was the point of perceiving any negativity when being positive felt so amazing? 

 “Dude, I love you too!”  came Josh placing his hand softly on Steven’s thigh.

 Steven couldn’t believe how good a simple touch felt.  He literally felt like he was having an orgasm despite the fact his cock was totally limp.  Steven placed a hang on Josh’s chest and the young man’s back arched in pleasure.  The two quickly figured out the correlation and within seconds were touching and rubbing each other all over their upper bodies.  Steven, after all, was still straight.

 “Dude, this shit is amazing!”

 “I know,” Josh didn’t break eye contact with Steven has he reached out and peeled off Steven’s shirt.

 Steven was about to protest but the thought was stopped cold, replaced entirely with “That feels so good,” and he was right, the feeling of Josh’s hand on his bare chest was sending warm, happy shivers the likes of which Steven had never even contemplated as being possible.

 This drug induced heavy petting went on until, by accident, Josh’s hand brushed over the mound in Josh’s crotch.

 “Oh shit! Oh yeah!”  Steven was overwhelmed by the feeling.  Hot Sauce was amazing.

 “Did you like that? Can I keep going,” said Josh in a soft voice.

 Steven liked Josh, but really didn’t want to lead him on …..the negative thought was strickened from his mind by the Hot Sauce before he could even ponder it

 “Sure dude, touch me.”

 Josh smiled and reached into Steven’s stuffed jeans.  He quickly wrapped a hand around Steven’s stiffening cock and in short order it was at its full six inches and throbbing so hard it almost hurt… but the pain sensation was being overwritten by pleasure.  Josh felt like he was going to orgasm with each stroke of Steven’s meaty cock, and Steven in turn thought he was going to blow his load.  The two locked eyes as Josh slowly ran his hand up and down, lubed by the copious amount of precum now flowing from Steven’s cock.  They were both moaning and arching their backs in the most intense, orgasmic pleasure they had ever had.

 Josh didn’t stop his stroking while a second hand slowly found its way into Steven’s jeans.  He felt around until he was cupping both of Steven’s rather small balls which were scrunched close to the base of his cock and tight in the skin.  Without thinking, Josh’s fist clenched so hard that his face was red with effort.  Steven’s balls were being painfully compressed in their sack, but instead of pain Steven only felt intense pleasure, even more than when Josh was stroking him.

 “Harder, squeeze harder!” Steven said breathlessly, almost in hysterics he was so desperate for another wave of euphoria.

 Josh who was now getting an intense feeling of warm joy by the sensation of Steven’s balls in his hands quickly obliged.  He got on his knees between Steven’s legs, pulled down his pants and quickly took all of Steven’s cock in his mouth. 

 “Holy fuck! I’m cumming,”

 Josh had barely taken in the last inch of Steven’s cock when he felt an enormous rope of cum splatter against the back of his throat.  As he swallowed, a warm fuzzy feeling engulfed him from the inside out, a feeling so intense that…

 “Fuck! I’m cumming too!”

 Without even touching his cock, Josh nearly doubled over as the most intense cum shot he had ever delivered nearly blew a hole through his jeans.  They were both experiencing a realm of pleasure no dictionary word would do justice in describing.  It was total Hot Sauce euphoria.

 Steven, who usually got flaccid immediately after blowing his load, was still rock hard. Josh had pulled out his cock and was looking up with tears of joy in his eyes at his friend’s gorgeous body.

 “Dude, I have wanted you for so long, but I was afraid you’d get mad at me,”

 Steven really wanted to stop. This was a lot further than he ever wanted to go with Josh, or any guy but… Aah! “Josh is such a nice guy, I love him,” Steven’s negative thoughts were again trounced by the Hot Sauce.

Steven reached out and touched Josh’s forehead. Josh doubled over again, spewing an intense load just from the touch.  When he regained his composure, Josh reached out for Steven’s spent nuts and began to squeeze.  He could feel the testicles begin to crush into each other, they felt so firm. So round. The sensation was beyond comprehension. Squeezing them felt amazing, their heat was being translated as a tickle so intense Josh actually was laughing as he squeezed harder.

 Steven wanted to stop.  Josh was really starting to hurt… “Aaah! This feels so fucking good,”

 This went on for several minutes, and now Josh was using both hands to cup and squeeze Steven’s swelling sack.  He removed his hands and both of them noticed that his sack was now turning burgundy red.  Intense waves of pleasure radiated over Steven with each heartbeat. In actuality, they were throbs of pain but his Hot Sauce mind was now literally unable to properly process the signals.  Any sensation, any thought even resembling pain or trepidation was translated into pure joy and pleasure.  

 Steven had a thought; if squeezing them felt so good, hitting them would be even better. The Hot Sauce was completely inverting his logic…

 “Slap em!”

 Josh made an ‘O’ with his thumb and fingers, trapping Steven’s swollen balls away from his body and proceeded to pound on the softening mound with his fist.  The euphoria that radiated from each hit was so intense that, right as Josh’s fist collided for the tenth time, Steven screamed in pleasure and sprayed himself and Josh with sperm.  It was even more intense and heavy than the last load…

 “Oh my God!” Steven screamed rolling his head as his balls were struck for the twentieth time, he looked down into his lap just in time to be hit in the face with yet another spray of jizz.

 The site of his hot coworker mixed with the indescribable pleasure of pounding on his balls was too much for Josh who erupted another load into his now soaked jeans.
 More… more…MORE!  Stephen’s mind was now racing.  Although Josh was still pounding his dangerously swollen testicles with his fist, each time flooding him with euphoria, it was no longer enough.  He was getting.. he was getting… bored!  The Hot Sauce had so manipulated his brain that what was stimulating just minutes ago was now trite.  He badly needed more intense stimulation to keep up his happiness buzz.

 “Harder! Please, Josh, please hit them harder!”  Steven was crying, though not from pleasure like before, but sincere desperation.

 His mind demanded more and more intense, continuous stimulation and now even the few seconds between punches was too much of a lull.

 Meanwhile, Josh was arriving at the same point of his Hot Sauce trip.  The feeling of crushing Steven’s balls was hot. it was fun. It was pure pleasure. And it wasn’t just the physical sensation of the gonads being crushed, it was watching Steven’s orgasmic eye rolling and back arching that accompanied each blow that was making Josh so happy, he was crying — sobbing — in joy.   But it wasn’t enough.  He let go of the balls which were now swollen to twice their regular size.  Bluish bruising was visible throughout the now beet red, pulsing sack.  Steven’s left testicle was turning soft, but neither of them cared — or had the faculty to be fully aware of the danger.  All each young man could think about was giving the other more pleasure, which in turn boosted their own feeling of rapture.
 Josh abruptly stood up and glanced frantically around the apartment.  He spotted something that got him so excited that he doubled over again in orgasm just at the site of it.

In the window sill was a large wooden nutcracker figurine, like the one’s he had seen in performances. He fetched it and quickly got down below Steven’s legs.  He carefully positioned Steven’s abused left nut between the jaws of the nutcracker prince.
 Steven knew what was about to happen and his eyes lit up in genuine excitement. This was going to feel so good and make Josh so happy that…

 “Oh, oh!” another, albeit noticeably smaller now, rope of jizz shot out of Steven’s painfully engorged cock just at the anticipation of what was going to happen next.

 The jaws of the nutcracker chomped on Steven’s nut with a thud. They sunk into the ball meat slightly before the jaws were opened and slammed shut. Again and again.

 “Oh yes! That feels so good,” Steven moaned, his head rolling as if in ecstasy.

 In reality the nutcracker was totally laying waste to his left nut.  The doll stared forward with a blank expression as its jaws pounded a dozen times into the softening ball meat.  Soon, the sensation was very different.  There wasn’t’ a firm mass resisting the closing jaws, it was much softer. Much mushier. But Steven’s ball was still intact, albeit barely.

 “Oh fuck man, this feels so good,” Josh screamed as he unleashed a volley of crushing blows in rapid succession with the nutcracker.

 “Oh fuck!”" they both screamed in unison, their eyes locked in a lustful gaze, as the nutcracker finally broke though any resistance.

 A thin flap of skin was now resting between the nutcracker’s jaws.  The ball that had been between them couldn’t hold up to the onslaught and had burst into pieces.  Josh instantly became aware of the change in how the nutcracker felt in closing. And since it was different, it was better.  He continued to pulp Steven’s nut, the broken testicle being further crushed into goo in the sack.  The feeling was beyond words. Steven knew — somewhere in his most primitive mind - that something terrible had happened. But his mind was still too cloudy to care… he was getting bored again!   He needed more stimulation and the mush in his sack wasn’t doing it anymore.

 “Quick, do the other one! Crush it!”  Steven was desperate, grabbing the nutcracker, opening the jaws and placing it on his own last nut.  “Do it! Please, I need it!”

 CHOMP! CHOMP!.  Without stopping, Josh slammed the jaws over and over until he felt the resounding CRUNCH of Steven’s nut cracking.  Then he kept going. They both relished the sensation of the nut going from being split in half, to shattered into eight pieces, pulped into twenty and finally rumpled into a liquid goop. 

 “Oh fuck yea!”  Steven screamed looking down at his now rapidly swelling sack.  He couldn’t believe how powerful and amazing it had been, but now there was nothing left to crack…

 “Kiss me!” Steven, long beyond the point where he cared about doing anything ‘gay’ shouted to Josh who quickly hoped into his lap.

 The two men made out like animals, miraculously Steven’s cock was still raging. The euphoria coming from his crotch was slowly, but surely, starting to convert back into pain. But the Hot Sauce’s lingering effects still kept it feeling like a dull ache at best.  Steven needed more….

 “Bite it!”  Steven said, desperate for more ‘happy’ stimulation.

 Josh slid off Steven’s lap, again on his knees between Steven’s spread legs.  He took Steven’s cock into his mouth, only far enough to totally encase his swollen cock lead and began to swirl his tongue. They were both in hysterical fits of pleasure so intense than regular ‘orgasms’ hardly compared.  Suddenly, Steven felt a burst of pleasure so incredible it made his heart skip a beat. He looked down to see his cock head was totally gone, Josh was swirling the bitten off gland in his mouth happily.

 “Dude!”  Steven, though still in a stupor, was starting to become more aware of what was actually happening.

 “Mmmm,” 

 GULP!

 Josh swallowed the head of Steven’s cock without chewing, nearly choking on the fatty piece of tissue.  Steven’s cock was quickly turning flaccid and was bleeding heavily.  The two, in remarkable calm went into the bathroom and treated the gaping wound as carefully — and causally — as if Steven had only cut a finger.

 When they were both satisfied by their handy work, Steven’s pleasure now quickly being replaced with shooting pain, they returned to the living room.  It was obvious by the look of dull confusion on their faces that both of them were beginning to tune back to reality , but just before the gory realization of what they had done could settle in, Josh picked up the blunt, lighting it and taking another hit. He had just drifted back into a Hot Sauce daze when Steven reached for the cigar and took several deep draws in rapid succession.  And just like that, the creeping panic, pain and confusion was replaced by happy thoughts.

 “We still have two nuts to crack,” Josh said handing Steven the well-used nutcracker and motioning toward the cum-soaked bulge in the front of his own jeans.

 Steven took the nutcracker in earnest, pulled Josh’s pants to his knees, ensnared one of Josh’s large nuts between the jaws and slammed down.

 The fleshy, soft organ seemed to hold up longer than Steven’s, though it was hard for either of them to keep track of time. 

 SPLISH!  The jaws closed their final time in a hideous, wet crunching sound.  Josh’s ball was finished.  It had shattered into at least four pieces in the sack. ironically, the sensation made Josh cock his head back in elation. The two stood, breathing heavily and genuinely enjoying the joy they were making each other feel. Steven went to put down the nut cracker, sparing the last whole ball in the room, when Josh stopped him.

 Josh’s cock spewed a thick, pinkish load all over the now-kneeling Steven’s face just from the anticipation of what he was about to say next.

 “Not yet, there’s one more left.”

Cousin Busting

There was virtually no delay between the time Matt Opperman opened the door and a large woman wearing a flower-print dress flung her flabby arms around him and gave him a kiss on his cheek. Matt returned the gesture, slightly taken aback by the vise-like hug his aunt was giving him.

“Hi, Aunt Linda!" Matt greeted breaking away from her hug.

“You’re getting so big! Sprouting up like a weed”, the woman commented as the made her way into the foyer of the Opperman’s modest suburban home.

The suitcase she was carrying was quite full and looked heavy, yet six foot eight inch woman was carrying it with the ease of a small purse.

Linda rounded a corner into the kitchen and shouted, dropping her bag with a thud “Tiffany!”

“Sis!”

Matt’s mother emerged from out of the panty and gave her much larger older sister a hug as they began to prattle on about Linda’s cross country trip and the latest family gossip.  That left Matt standing at the open doorway in front of his cousin Jesse. Unlike his aunt, Matt’s cousin seemed markedly less excited to be at the Opperman house for the holiday. He barely looked up from the screen of enormous smartphone while he uttered a half- hearted hello.

“Do you guys have any more bags? Matt asked, and Jesse merely shrugged affirmatively. The two boys got to work, Jesse finally pocketing his cell phone after nearly dropping it while trying to maneuver a suitcase out of the truck one handed, and soon the bags were put away neatly in the upstairs guest room.

“Are you two staying for the week or the month? Matt joked commenting on the ostensibly large number of bags his aunt had packed

 Jesse shrugged in indifference.

Jesse and Matt had just turned eighteen and were graduating high school the following fall. While their single-parent mothers were close step-sisters, never missing an opportunity to visit each other and bring their sons, the two boys were nothing alike. Matt had blond hair which he kept cut extremely short and was relatively small, like his mother, measuring only five foot six. But he was dense with muscle from the multiple sports he played and people were often surprised to find out he weighed almost one-hundred seventy pounds. He was tone, with nicely defined muscles, but not bulging.

Jesse, on the other hand was large like his mother. He was tall, slightly over six foot five, but a mostly sedentary lifestyle and his mother’s penchant for cooking made him much heavier than Matt. Although he wasn't quiet fat, Jesse lacked the clearly-defined abs and musculature of his step-cousin. Luckily he had a large enough frame that the excess weight still carried nicely, giving what would otherwise be his lanky teenage frame a filled in look. He always kept his dusty blonde hair neatly spiked, and was always appointed in fashionable clothes, unlike Matt who had a tendency to dress in sweat pants and yesterday’s t-shirts.

“So this is Aunt Linda’s room Matt started, “And you’ll be staying in my room.

 Matt nearly choked on the last part and Jesse shot him a look of surprise.

 “Mom turned the second guest room into her office,” Matt offered up the explanation without even needing to be asked.

Jesse was accustomed to spending the majority of his time at the Opperman home in his own guest room. The revelation that he would be sleeping in the same room as his jock of a cousin who seemed to never miss an opportunity to poke fun of “Fat Jesse” was a disappointment.

 ”Come on. It won’t be that bad”, Matt laughed.

The two made their way to Matt’s room. An air mattress was setup next to Matt’s bed.

 ”I get the bed,” Jesse said throwing himself on Matt’s bed.

 Although Ms. Opperman had virtually emptied a can of Febreeze to make the house smell fresh for her guests, Matt’s room, and particularly Matt’s bed, still smelled like Matt. Jesse breathed in the smell of designer cologne and sweat as he lay sprawled out on the bed. Jesse knew it was wrong, but the smell was intoxicating. Besides, he rationalized; Matt's mother wasn't technically even related. Linda and Tiffany had both been adopted as infants from two different families and raised by Jesse and Matt's grandparents. But growing up the family functioned tightly and for anyone looking in, Matt and Jesse were cousins.

“Nope, off the bed, bro.” Matts request was ignored.

“I said, off the bed!” Matt sent a karate chop shaped hand down toward his cousin.

He didn't have any intention of actually hitting him, but Jesse didn't know that. He sprang up with surprising speed for his hulking frame. Matt wasn’t expecting this and without planning to do so his fist collided with the now elevated bulge in Jesse’s pants.

 Matt could feel the squishy mound get compressed under his hand and he knew that the accidental blow had to have hurt. Jesse opened his mouth in a soundless O as he clutched his crotch and rolled off the bed onto the mattress. Matt felt genuinely bad as his cousin lay on the mattress, but he couldn’t help but get turned on slightly. He knew he was into ball busting, at least reading stories and the occasional locker room snap with a towel into someone’s balls, but he had never hit another guy in the balls with his hands before. It felt great feeling Jesse’s orbs deform. And Jesse, as Matt felt, actually had pretty nicely-sized balls.

 ”Sorry Jesse,” Matt said offering his hand to help his cousin up.

Jesse gave him a half-smiling, half-annoyed look. There was an awkward silence as the two stood side by side; looking at the bed and air mattress as if deciding who got the bed was an issue of grave significance. Jesse, still holding his aching balls, took the opportunity to give Matt’s tight muscular body a look up and down. Meanwhile, Matt was replaying the sensation of squashing the larger boy’s nuts over and over in his mind. Both of their cocks were beginning to twitch.

 ”Fine, you get the bed,” Jesse conceded.

–

“Will you two be alright by yourselves? Aunt Linda fussed.

The grandfather clock in the entryway chimed half past eight. Outside it was already pitch black and quite chilly.

“Yes, Aunt Linda.”

“Honey, here’s some money for a pizza. Don’t go raiding the fridge, the food is for dinner tomorrow.” Ms. Opperman handed her son a wad of money and kissed him and Jesse on the cheek.

 Outside there was a honk.

“Tiffany, they’re here,” Linda called out as she made her way out the door, clutching the collar of her jacket. Ms. Opperman followed shortly after and soon the car carrying the sisters and friends from Ms. Opperman’s work was headed off for the evening.

 ”So what do you wanna do?”

 Jesse wanted to answer with “drop to my knees and swallow your big jock cock”, but didn’t think that would have gone over well with his straight cousin.

They decided to order a pizza and order up the previous summer’s top action movies on Netflix. While they waited for the pizza, the two boys became engrossed in the movie even though it wasn’t particularly good. In truth they were just using the movie as an excuse to avoid talking with each other.

Jesse had freshened up from the long car ride and was wearing a pair of flannel pajama bottoms and a black t-shirt. Since he was getting comfortable for bed, he didn’t bother to wear underwear, letting his heavy round testicles and thick penis hang freely making a noticeable but not obscene lump in the crotch of his pants. Matt was wearing a tight fitting sleeveless white shirt and boxer shorts which was his usual lounging outfit. He didn’t give any thought that his provocative outfit was driving his in-the-closet cousin wild with desire. Not to mention that the black boxer shorts clung to Matts egg sized nuts and 6 inch flaccid cock leaving little to the imagination. Jesse spent most of the movie not watching the screen but admitting the muscular barely-clad stud who was laying on the floor in front of him.

 Ding-dong.

 ”Finally, Matt jumped and went to the door.

 He returned a few moments with a pizza box, which was promptly flung onto the coffee table and without ceremony reached for a slice and started eating. Jesse joined in and within minutes the two teenagers, living up to the stereotype, had devoured the entire thing.

“That was good. Matt said with a sigh licking his fingers.

He had eaten so quickly he didn’t even bother to sit down, so he was now standing, legs spread and his package bulging directly in front of Jesse. Jesse could have reached out and touched Matt's junk like two pieces of ripe fruit so he did. Jesse's fist connected with Matt's right nut, the outline of which was clearly visible, so quickly that it took Matt several moments to realize what had happened. Although he wasn’t muscular, Jesse's sheer size gave his punch membrane- threatening strength.

“Ooo! Matt’s knees crumbled and he fell to the floor.

“That’s for earlier!” Jesse laughed.

Matt rolled moaning on the floor for several minutes. Jesse’s punch was dead on, and had totally flattened the oversized nut into Matt’s pelvis. Jesse looked down at him and found himself totally aroused by the sight of his hunky cousin writhing and rolling in pain. His tone arms and legs were tense in agony, making them even more defined. Meanwhile, Matt although he was in a world of pain was trying to hold off springing a full-out hard on he wasn’t succeeding. He rolled over on his back, still clutching his balls, and his cock began to grow despite the pain. Soon it had reached its full nine inch length, making a tent in his shorts that struck straight up to the ceiling. Jesse shifted slightly for a better view and walked between Matt’s open legs and looked down at the gorgeous young man.

 ”I see you liked that,”

 Matt flushed red with embarrassment as he became aware of the fact that his cousin was now standing over him looking down at his cock.

CRUNCH!

“Ooh!" Matt let out a guttural scream as Jesse's large bare foot came stomping down on his package. His foot came down on top of Matt’s cupping hands. Matt howled as Jesse pressed down harder and harder. His cupped hands had formed a type of shield against the worst of it, but the pressure on his trapped nuts was still extreme.

Jesse locked eyes with Matt and beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he concentrated in breaking Matts shield. Matt tried to roll away, but still weak from the earlier blow he was unsuccessful.

“Jesse please”

 No sooner had Matt let out his call for mercy then he felt his fingers flatten out; his cup had failed and now Jesse’s size thirteen foot was directly on top of his balls. Matt flinched and Jesse thrown off by the feel of Matt’s fabric-clad nuts lifted his foot just for a moment, letting them roll onto the floor. Realizing this vulnerable position, Jesse stomped hard trapping Matt's nuts to the floor. Matt writhed in panic as he felt is cousin’s weight bearing down on his testicles. He fought back the urge to spew pizza as he grabbed Jesse’s ankle and tried to yank his foot off his swelling package.

“Jesse please! Stop it!” Matt’s pleas were nearly unintelligible over his babbling.

Meanwhile Jesse slowly lifted his other non-squashing foot off the ground. He looked down with delight as Matt’s ripped chest, arms and legs flexed and glistened as the hunk struggled to get free. Jesse was also getting strangely turned on by the sensation of Matt’s fruits being compressed and flattened under the increasing weight… How much could they take?

Matt was nearly comatose as he looked out, with crossed eyes, and realized that Jesse was now standing on one foot. His burly cousin’s entire weight was now resting on his flattening genitals. His cock had gone almost completely limp and the pain was so intense his screams had turned to whimpers, his arms no longer even attempted to remove Jesse’s foot. Matt could feel the membranes of his testicles starting to give out as they were trapped between Jesse’s foot and the hardwood floor. Jesse’s hardon throbbed so hard it was almost painful as he watched the young stud’s muscles fall limp, all because of the pain in his crotch. Jesse could feel Matt’s nuts, normally the size of eggs, now no thicker than a half inch thick.

“Oooh!"

 Matt blacked out. In a panic, Jesse took a step to the side and dropped to his knees between Matt's legs. He roughly rolled Matt s swollen testicles in his big hands and felt through the shorts. They appeared intact, just much larger than they should be, but he couldn't tell through the fabric. With no resistance from Matt, who was slowly starting to stir, Jesse ripped Matt’s shorts off. He began to rub and fondle Matt's thighs and nuts, shocked at how reddened they were. But they were, to Jesse’s relief, starting to plump back to their proper shape. Mat moaned as Jesse continued to violate his taught muscular frame.

 Jesse’s hardon was soaking his pajama bottoms with pre cum and a gooey stain was forming. Matt couldn't believe what was happening to him, but oddly his own cock was starting to stir. Jesse's broad hands made quick work of Matt’s shirt, literally ripping it off and tossing the pieces to the side. Running his hands over Matt’s chest like a washboard Jesse could no longer help himself and buried his head into Mat’ts chest.

Matt’s back arched in pleasure as Jesse’s tongue swirled around his hardening nipples. Almost as if he had rehearsed this very scene, Jesse expertly peeled off his own clothes without interrupting the session for even a moment. This was obviously not Jesse’s first time. His tongue was an expert at licking and exploring every inch of Matt’s tight body. Jesse slowly made his way toward Matt’s crotch and for a moment- Matt got nervous knowing that Jesse’s powerful jaws were within striking distance of his still sore nuts. But Jesse only lovingly caressed them with his tongue.

 By now, Matt’s nine inch thick cock was fully hard.

“Oh Jesse!” he moaned, placing his hands on the top of Jesse’s head, running his hand through his hair.

Jesse, sensing that Matt was to his happy surprise getting into the heavy petting, straddled Matt’s body and lay on top of him. He was mindful that Matt’s nuts were still sore and red, so he was sure to keep his midsection elevated so as to not put any pressure on them as he leaned in toward Matt. The two were face to face for several breathless moments, eyes locked, before Jesse lunged his head toward Matt’s and their lips locked.

The two went wild rubbing and fondling each other; Matt was lost in Jesse’s beefy, solid frame and Jesse was unloading years of pent up lust as he expertly fondled Matt’s chest and thighs. This went on for several minutes and Matt’s package was getting slimy from the deluge of precum his step cousin was unleashing from his hose like cock. All the precum was starting to make both their mid sections slippery and ultra sensitive. Throaty moans were replaced with girlish squeals of pleasure as someone’s soaked hand rubbed over the others penis or nipple. It was obvious that this wasn’t the first time either of them had made out with another guy.

During the course of their making out, Matt’s exploring hands stumbled upon Jesse's large, heavy balls. They were truly enormous. While Jesse was busy nuzzling Matt’s neck, Matt’s biceps flexed as his fist clenched around Jesse’s enormous round left ball. Not wanting to distract Jesse from pleasuring him, Matt was careful not to squeeze too hard during his examination. The ball was heavy and felt much denser than his own. It was almost hard to the touch it strained so tightly the skin of his overstuffed sack. They were hanging pendulously below his cock which was still leaking precum at an astounding pace. These babies would be so hot to pop! The thought came into Matt’s head suddenly, his mind racing through the texts of his favorite ball busting stories and online chats.

Graphic descriptions of testicles bursting and popping ran through Matt’s mind. He couldn’t help but visualize slapping and hitting, kicking and punching Jesse’s enormous gonads until they were no longer round. He had never done anything even remotely like this before and was awestruck at the combination of power and lust it was filling him with.

 ”Oh! Ah, oh harder” Jesse winced as his cousin’s biceps flexed.

In his absentmindedness Matt lost track of how hard he was squeezing Jesse’s nut and his fist was now solidly wrapped around the unyielding orb. Realizing what he was doing he quickly let go and they heavy thing fell back between Jesse's legs.

“Let’s go to your bedroom!” Jesse said breathlessly, abruptly standing up and taking a few steps toward the stairs.

He held out his hand as if offering Matt the way, and gave him a lustful, longing glance. Jesse’s hair was matted to his forehead from sweat and a goofy, yet genuinely happy grin was plastered across his face. He had been waiting years to let Matt know how he felt about him ,and now that he had the chance he wanted to make sure Matt knew exactly how deep his lust for him was.

 ”I’ve got a better idea”

Matt stood up and approached his cousin. When they were standing cock to cock, Matt reached forward and embraced Jesse. Jesse melted into Matt’s chiseled arms, feeling his chest rub against his cousin’s perfectly sculpted pecs. He held Matt’s smaller, tighter body closely; their cocks throbbed in anticipation as they were pressed against their belly buttons. Matt had expected Jesse to kiss him again, but they just stood there locked in a tight embrace and Jesse breathing slowly, savoring Matt’s smell which their romp on the floor had only intensified.

“Matt. I  love you,” Jesse whispered softly into Matt’s ear. The delivery was purposeful and deliberate as if Jesse wasn’t sure what was going to happen next.

 Matt was taken aback and pulled away from this step cousin slightly. He hadn’t expected such a profession in the midst of an otherwise random hookup.

“I love you. I always have I’m so happy right now.”

Jesse’s words dripped with sincerity and his eyes were starting to well up. Matt was stunned for a moment; he had never been told “I love you” by another guy before. And none of his Craigslist hookups had ever looked at him with the same kind of genuine happiness as it they were seeing a person and not just a cock and a six pack.

Matt looked Jesse’s body up and down, stopping longingly on his giant package. He stroked his hand along the side of Jesse’s face softly and Jesse’s smile got even wider

.

“I have an idea,” Matt said setting his hand on top of Jesse’s head.

A slight downward pressure was all the hint Jesse needed to drop to his knees. The musky smell of Matt’s precum soaked crotch filled Jesse's face and he let the odor linger for a moment before opening his mouth wide and diving down on Matt’s cock. Matt shuddered in pleasure as he felt his entire nine inch tool slide effortlessly down Jesse’s warm throat.

Jesse didn’t even flinch as Matt’s cock disappeared and re-appeared over and over, faster and faster. Matt had never had such excellent deep throat service, and the spiraling motions Jesse was doing with his tongue were sending him into ecstasy.

Matt held the back of Jesse's head and with both hands and began to increase the speed of his thrusting. The pace increased and Jesse moaned in pleasure as he got to work stroking his own impressive organ.

Soon Matt was well beyond the thrusting force and speed where every other guy before Jesse had gagged or given the signal to slow down. The feeling was incredible. Matt was now thrusting so deep his still tender sack was banging against Jesse’s chin. He felt as if his cock head was going to break through the back of Jesse’s neck, and it seemed that the harder and rougher he pounded the more excited Jesse got. Matt was face fucking Jesse like an animal and Jesse loved it.

Matt's head was arched back in ecstasy, intoxicated by the feeling of absolute dominance he had over his cousin. Although Matt’s muscles were better defined, Jesse's sheer size would have made him a formidable opponent. Just looking at the pair, one might assume that Jesse would be the more dominant one to his trophy boyfriend, but here Matt was in complete control forcing his cock down the throat of this beefy stud. Literally holding him in place. And Matt loved the feeling.

Matt's throat fucking was briefly interrupted by the feeling of something warm and sticky hitting his leg. He glanced down and for a moment thought that Jesse had blown his load on his shin. But Jesse had actually blasted a shot of pre-cum. This guy shoots precum! Matt couldn’t believe it. The sensation had startled Matt for a moment and the pace of his thrusting slowed. Jesse responded by reached around Matt’s waist, grabbing a steely hard ass check in each hand and pulled Matt forward.

Matt’s swinging nuts collided with Jesse's chin with a thud. Matt pulled out and was again pulled forward by Jesse. It was obvious Jesse wanted it as rough and powerful as Matt could deliver. They quickly established a rhythm, Mat'ts cock thrusting harder and harder. Matt was in heaven. Jesse was going crazy and by the twentieth thrust or so three fingers had made their way into Matt’s hole. This drove Matt wild and his thrusting became even wilder. He could feel the muscles in Jesse’s throat holding back a gag, but Jesse kept pulling Matt closer.

In the heat of the moment Matt looked down and noticed Jesse’s balls were hanging down several inches, flopping wildly from the body- shaking force of his face fucking. To keep his balance, Jesse's knees were spread wide apart, making a clear view of his enormous baby makers. Matt got an idea and before he could even think it all the way through he barked “Hold your cock up, get it out of the way!”

Without question, the surprisingly obedient Jesse pulled a hand off Matt’s ass and grabbed his dick. He held the throbbing shaft up to his belly. This caused his sac to become even more tight and Matt could clearly see veins bulging against the skin. The organs inside were practically ready to burst out of their sack.

There was a whoosh and Matt's foot swung through the air. The kick was perfectly on target as the tip of his foot hit the underside of the ball sack, right at the split and lifted them up. Jesse moaned in pleasure and pain and his face winced but he didn’t stop sucking Matt's cock. In fact, Jesse actually spread his knees further apart. Again Matt’s foot collided with the bulging orbs and again Jesse's eyes bugged and he moaned loudly. Tears were forming in his eyes. He gagged a bit on a particularly violent thrust, but was still using his fingers deep inside Matt’s ass to pull him forward. He’s getting off on me busting his junk, Matt thought excitedly.

Matt stopped after the fifth kick and resumed his attention fucking Jesse’s face. The pace was slower now, but still furious by most guys’ standards. Matt could see Jesse’s balls were turning red and beginning to swell from the onslaught. He swung his foot and kicked them again just for the hell of it. Jesse moaned in approval and spread his knees as far apart as he could, creating an even easier target.

Suddenly, Matt let out five solid blows much harder than the earlier kicks in an effort to scramble Jesse’s eggs. Jesse grabbed his now badly swollen baby makers and fell to the side in a fetal position. Matt had used the same kicking technique for Jesse’s balls as he usually used for soccer penalty kicks, and with just as much uncontrolled power. Matt relished the feeling of the enormous soccer balls being crushed with each blow, flopping around in a desperate attempt to save themselves.

Jesse rolled around for nearly a minute, the urge to puke was extreme. Matt could no longer tell if Jesse was enjoying being dominated, but Matt was loving it. The muscular stud stood over Jesse, both hands focus on stroking his extremely engorged penis. Jesse slowly rose to all fours, his ball were dangling

WHAM! Before he even knew what he was doing, Matt’s foot had collided with Jesse's sack so hard Jesse’s rear end was lifted from the ground. Matt could clearly feel both balls compressed violently into Jesses body. Jesse coughed and for a moment Matt though he would throw up WHAM! Another full-force kick caught Jesse’s package just as he was coming down from the first blow and his body was again lifted from the ground. The impact on Jesse’s right testicle was particularly tremendous and it was definitely losing some of its tightness.

 Jesse let out a wail of pain and started to crawl way.

 ”Not so fast, boy!” Matt said lunging at him. He knelt down and grabbed Jesse’s mid section.

 Matt's cock head hovered over Jesse's asshole for only a moment before Jesse mumbled through moans of pain “Take me!

Matt rammed his entire cock into Jesse’s virgin hole. Jesse let out a shriek of pleasure and pain as his insides were invaded by Matt’s massive cock. He was being fucked doggy style, a position he always enjoyed watching in porn, and was loving it. Matt let out primal guttural moans as he proceeded to do to Jesse’s ass what he had just minutes ago been doing to his mouth. Matt’s balls bounced against Jesse's slightly hairy hole with each thrust and Jess’es back arched in pleasure.

Jesse looked back to admire the muscular physique that was now totally dominating him. He couldn't believe how incredibly hot Matt looked, muscles straining in effort, as he plowed into Jesse.

 Matt could feel his long pent up orgasm swelling in his boiling nuts each time he was buried inside Jesse. Both of them were glistening and dripping of swear and, despite the fact both of them were making an unholy amount of noise, nothing resembling an English word had escaped their lips for the several minutes of power fucking. Matt had placed one hand over Jesse’s shoulder, effectively pulling Jesse’s entire body toward him with each thrust. The other hand had found its way to the dangling fruit between Jesse’s legs. Matt could barely fit one ball in his hand let along both, so he focused on cupping the softening right nut. He kneaded and pulled and squeezed the defenseless organ and Jesse’s utterances transitioned from ecstasy to pain.

“Ooh! Ooh! Harder!” Jesse was able to get out between his moans and occasional screams of pain.

Matt continued to destroy both Jesse’s asshole and his manhood, egged on by taunts by Jesse such as “squeeze that ball! and “fucking own me stud”

 Matt positioned Jesse’s right nut between his thumb and his fingers timing each squeeze to a thrust. Jesse kept moaning for harder and deeper, rougher and harder so Matt grabbed the nut with both hands 

compressing it between them and rolling it around in the sack as he fucked Jesse. Jesse screamed and begged Matt to squeeze it tighter and tighter.

Matt wasn’t sure how much more of this he or Jesse’s nut could take. The poor organ was swelling purplish red and was definitely losing its firmness, but Matt continued to focus all his efforts on totally destroying the orb now trapped in his hands. The closer the end came, the more frantic Jesse's pleading to be owned.

“It’s gonna pop!” Matt screamed in excitement feeling the dangerously assaulted nut getting softer.

 ”Oh fuck!” Jesse screamed as his cocked spewed without touching. At least a dozen shots splattered the hardwood floor.

Matt looked down and could see a puddle of cum flowing out from under Jesse. It was so much cum, Matt couldn’t believe it. This guy is a fountain! The sight was so hot for Matt that he let go of Jesse’s ball and pulled his cock out of Jesse’s hole. With a swift motion honed on the wrestling mat, he flipped Jesse onto his back. Jesse was dazed from post orgasmic bliss, the burning pain in his crotch and now the sudden feeling of being on his back . His back and head was soaked in cum.

Matt pumped his cock furiously as he straddled Jesse’s body.

“Oh yeah! Shower me like a bitch!” Jesse moaned breathlessly.

 And in short order, Matt's cock exploded in volley after volley of cum. Matt’s entire body shuddered in orgasmic waves. The first blast went clear over Jesse's head, splattering some piece of furniture in the distance. The second and thirds were right on target. Jesse’s face was covered in a thick coat of cum. The fourth blast was even bigger than the previous and landed, again, on Jesse’s face and eagerly open mouth. Jesse’s face was nearly unrecognizable under the goo. Matt’s orgasm finally subsided after seven powerful shots. Jesse’s entire chest, face, hair and crotch was dripping with Matt’s ridiculously thick, gooey and milky white cum. Matt let out a sound between a sigh and a grunt in primal delight but something wasn’t right.

Even though this was by far the biggest, messiest load Matt had ever blown, he couldn’t shake the feeling that there was still more cum ready to burst out of his cock. His balls were rolling with cream and his head was still light and unfocused as if his orgasm was still ongoing. He needed to cum again and fast he looked down at Jesse who was a sticky pile of cum and focused on his nuts. The swollen cum-glazed right nut was an inviting target, especially since Jesse had let down his guard

 WHAM! WHAM! Matt’s fist collided with Jesse's stricken ball again and again. Matt's aim was a little off but the bulk of the blows were right on target; Jesse's close to rupturing right ball. Jesse bucked and writhed in pain, but made an effort to keep his legs spread open for easy access by Matt’s fist. Matt pounded again and again stroking his still hard cock.

Matt’s fist was getting sticky with cum, his cock throbbed so hard it was painful and Jesse was screaming in agony between cries of “fucking crush it!” Finally it happened.

Jesse let out a howl and blacked out. Matt felt his fist collide first with Jesse’s scrotum, then his right nut, then the bottom of the scrotum, and Jesse’s pelvis in that order. The feeling was so intense that Matt's cock erupted in five enormous shots. Jesse was absolutely covered in semen. He looked like he was the target of a massive circle jerk. His sack meanwhile was quickly swelling.

Matt grabbed Jesse's sack with both hands an roughly examined it. Jesse's right ball was still mostly in tact but was definitely not quite right. It had lost almost all of its round shape and seemed to be oozing inside the sack. Matt’s domination was absolute and the feeling was astoundingly hot.

Matt looked down at Jesse who, except for a swelling scrotum and gallons of cum splattered on his body, looked like he could have been just sleeping. Moving with expedition but trying not to panic, Matt made his way to the linen closet and grabbed a blanket. He quickly wiped down Jesse's body, stuffed him back into his pajama bottoms and carried him into the garage. Jesse was stirring barely, and Matt darted back into the house to put on a pair of shorts and started his mother’s car.

The sedan screamed down the otherwise quiet neighborhood streets. Matt looked over at Jesse who was now barely alert enough to smile weakly before passing out again. Matt spent the rest of the drive to Mercy General with one hand on the wheel and the other caressing Jesse’s handsome face.

The receptionist at the emergency room, jaded by the countless ‘what the hell moments’ she must witness in an emergency room on a daily basis, seemed un-phased at the sight of one half-naked boy carrying in another.

“Proof of insurance? she asked coolly.

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Jesse’s right testicle had suffered a partial rupture. The accident report at the hospital noted it was a sporting accident and both mothers scolded them for their reckless wrestling match in the living room. Jesse was in and out of the hospital in less than a day, sent home with a repaired ball, a prescription for Vicodin and an ice pack. 

Several months passed since the boys’ fateful ‘wrestling match’ and summer had arrived with vengeance. The mercury courted 90 degrees and it wasn't even the afternoon.

Despite the heat, Matt sat in the lawn, wearing just a pair of black running shorts and a tight-fitting T-shirt, mindlessly playing Angry Birds. Traffic on the street was sparse and every car that passed caused Matt to look up from his video game eagerly. Finally, around noon his Aunt Linda’s tan Camry rolled up into the driveway.

Jesse got out of the car and stood letting the hot sun bask his well tanned face. He had dyed his hair. It was jet black, close cut and slicked back stylishly. He was in thin-frame glasses and as usual fashionable designer jeans and a trendy raglan. Matt glanced and was pleased to see Jesse’s ample bulge was just as prominent as ever. Jesse made his way around the car and shook Matt's hand and the two started going on about all the end of the school year drama and how excited they were for the summer.

“Did you get my letters?” Jesse blurted out randomly between idle chit chat.

Matt nodded and his eyes beamed. Jesse smiled back. Glancing to make sure Aunt Linda was still mindlessly listening to the radio, Matt mouthed “I love you”, too to Jesse, to mirror the “I love you” Jesse used to end every letter.

To Linda Opperman, and anyone giving the scene a cursory glance, the young men were simply good friends catching up after a long time apart. In truth, the two were rampantly eye-fucking each other, imaging the other totally nude and dripping in sweat and cum. Their dicks swelled even as they prattled on about such mundane topics as sports and pop culture gossip. This went on for several minutes until there was a honk.

“Matt, be a dear and tell your mother to get a move on”

“I’m right here sis!” Ms. Opperman said walking out wearing loose fitting jeans and running shoes. She was clearly dressed for a no- nonsense day of bargain hunting at the outlet mall.

She climbed into the passenger seat and Aunt Linda called out the window “You two behave! Tiffany and I are headed to the City to shop, then probably dinner don’t wait up!” she laughed.

The sedan eased out of the driveway and disappeared among the perfectly manicured suburban landscape, the two women inside laughing and carrying on about how much fun they would be having on their day.

For a moment there was silence.

“How is everything? Matt said nodding his head down in the general direction of Jesse’s crotch.

 ”Everything is alright, sir.” Jesse smiled.

Matt smiled back. Their relationship had blossomed in the months leading up to summer. They called and sent text messages regularly, masturbated for each other over Skype and made a point of writing long, sometimes rambling, but always brutally honest emails to each other at least every other week. Jesse, however, saved his most heartfelt messages to hand written letters than he always closed with “I love you”. During the course of their courtship, Jesse had assumed a purely submissive role and the two thoroughly enjoyed talking up hot and raunchy scenarios for them to play out. Jesse had taken to using the word Sir as a form of endearment like some couples used honey.

“Nice glasses.”

 Jesse grinned “Yeah, I look like a nerd. Too much time playing Halo I guess”

 Matt brushed the back of his hand gently against Jesse's face and Jesse sighed at the sensation.

“No, I think they make you look great. Very distinguished. You look so good babe.”

 Jesse smiled and leaned in toward Matt, longing to hold him, but Matt stepped back remembering that they were still outside in clear view of at least six over-sized front windows of neighboring houses.

“Oh I have something for you, Jesse handed Matt a tattered piece of paper. It was on Mercy General letterhead and was a form letter than could mean  several different things depending on which’ yes’ or ‘no’ was checked and what was written in the various blanks. A passage that Jesse had highlighted read:

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 MERCY UROLOGICAL CENTRE

Outpatient Surgery Report for patient JESSE ZACHARY JONES-OPPERMAN.

Injury(s) addressed PARTIALLY RUPTURED TESTICLE (RIGHT).

Follow up surgery(s) anticipated: NO

 If injury was to a reproductive organ, is permanent damage/sterility anticipated: NO

 >

 Matt had been absentmindedly caressing Jesse’s arm while he read this.  Jesse couldn’t resist the urge and gave Matt a quick but passionate kiss, gawking neighbors be damned.

“So do you think we can change that last part next time?” Jesse asked grinning.

Matt looked Jesse over up and down, stopping longingly on his growing bulge. He licked his lips and thought about all the letters, emails and texts the two had been sharing. Jesse was, to Matt’s delight, completely submissive and beat off regularly to the thought of being dominated and man handled by his hunky ‘cousin’; ‘cousin’ being a misleading term at that point as each regarded the other to be his boyfriend even if no one else knew.

“Well,” Matt started “I don’t know how I’d feel about hitting a guy in glasses.”

 Jesse licked his lips with thinly veiled lust and walked around Matt.

Without breaking eye contact, he stepped a few steps backward, pushed open the door and took two more steps into the entryway. He held out his arms and beckoned Matt with a come hither motion of his hands.

“And besides,” Jesse began, taking off his glasses with one hand and biting one of the ear pieces seductively

 “I can always take off the glasses.”

Matt took three large steps forward, into the house and was standing just inches away from his boyfriend.

“Well then, I have no problem at all manhandling the fuck out of a guy without glasses.”

“Just what I wanted to hear”

The door closed with misleading gentleness as Matt reached back and pushed it shut with one hand while grabbing Jesse’s crotch with the other.