My cousin and the fireworks.

This story started back shortly after I turned 15 and still remember my mom getting a phone call late one evening that her older sister (my aunt) was once again in trouble with the law. MY aunt and my mom couldn't be more different,my mom..always took the safe route,good education,married my dad,had kids and lived in the nice part of town.MY aunt..quit college, got involved with the wrong people.drugs, drinking and all leading to small crimes here and there. This time was more serious and the next morning at breakfast she was the topic..mom with tears in her eyes is directing most of her attention to someone else, her son..15 years old and for the most part as you can guess has not had a comfortable life. Well mom being mom finally decides that because of the situation it might be best he move in with us until we find the fate of his mom and the law. That afternoon arrangements were made and my parents took the 40 mile drive to pick him up and I still remember him walking in our house and how uncomfortable he looked, toting a small bag with all his possessions and giving the appearance of the life he's had. The first few weeks with us he mainly kept to his room, I think going out of his way to try not to be a bother and because he was now enrolled in my school he tried to stay on top of his school work. He and I were never close growing up in fact if I saw him once a year it was a lot, so as time went on I did what I could to help him, both with school and also trying to fit in even though I wasn't exactly the one to guide him in social graces, being the fact I was first a bit of a bookworm, and to add to the fact I had braces on my teeth and also wore glasses, so even though I think I might have one of the most developed bodies in my class at that age I was certainly shy especially around guys. A few months passed and he and I actually had become pretty good friends and with the help of nicer clothes and a regular hair cut he'd actually become a very nice looking young man. So much as I would have denied it back then I was developing a bit of a teenage crush on my cousin. By now the weather has become warmer and with that less clothing especially at bedtime because we both slept in upstairs bedrooms, back then the AC never made it to the second floor and it would get quite warm through the night up there. So to combat that we kept our bedroom windows open and left the doors to our rooms open just enough to allow some air to flow through but one morning as I got up early to use the upstairs bathroom I happened to notice his door must have blown open further than usual and as I walked past I just happened to look in his room to see him on his back with no covers over him and couldn't help but notice the huge erection sticking out of his boxers as he lay there asleep ! Having never actually seen an erection before I was fascinated and yes..a bit aroused. I quickly went to the bathroom, and as I walked out I just had to take another look,  he was still in the same position so I stood there stopped in my tracks ,running the risk of being caught. I couldn't help but stare until I glanced back at his face only to see his eyes flutter before opening. I couldn't get to my room fast enough, scared to death wondering if he had seen or even heard me but in the back of my mind playing back what I had just seen,almost trembling but with a tingle running through me I quickly put my hands between my legs and within a few minutes bring myself to the first real orgasm of my life. I found the next few weeks around him to be a bit awkward I think first wondering if he seen me and then knowing what I did to myself after taking in the little show. Soon things were pretty much back to normal but I did notice that his door was open a bit more than usual and..a few times I actually seen him in his underwear once in his room and once walking to the shower, Through all this I also noticed something about myself..I began to take a little more time getting ready to be seen in the mornings and also starting to wear more revealing clothing and a few times got brave enough to not wear a bra around the house. It was probably a few weeks after that I got home before he did on a Saturday night and had gotten in bed when I heard his come up the stairs so feeling brave again I positioned myself in my dark room to be able to see in his room as I watched through his completely opened door when he started to undress down to his briefs , my heart pounded looking at the bulge once again,then with the door still open wide he puts his hands on his underwear and in one quick motion drops them to the floor and slides into a pair of boxers he usually slept in,even though this time it wasn't quite as erect as the first time I;d seen it,it was still a sight to behold and again that night my hands found their way between my legs which was starting to be more of a regular habit. The next morning I lay there remembering what I'd seen the night before and started wondering if he's ever spied on me and if so how much has he ever seen and the whole idea is getting to me as I lay there with my mind racing so I start thinking of a plan involving me with my door open allowing him a view of me laying on the bed with clear view of my butt while I pretend to be asleep. I must have stayed in that position for what seemed to be awhile before I heard him to go to the bathroom knowing most of my bed would be in view if he did happen to look. As I lay there with my butt exposed I began to get second thoughts and just about had myself talked out of doing this when I heard the bathroom door open wasn't long I heard his footsteps walking toward my door..nothing is heard..nothing,I have no idea if he was standing and looking at me or if he went straight to his room.I must have laid there a few minutes before finally i heard what sounded to be footsteps going back to his room and then confirming it by sound of a door closing. I couldn't believe I had just done that. This was so not like me to intentionally expose myself to someone, not to mention my cousin but guilt soon was overtaken by the rush it gave me. Over the next few months things really started to change between us, I wouldn't call it flirting but more "accidental" teasing and I was finding new ways for him to see a little more of me and it was the same with him to the point where it was nothing to see each other in our underwear in the mornings or at bedtime and found each other sleeping with the doors open with little or nothing on. This continued most of the summer and my parents had no clue to any of this and it certainly was never even discussed between him and I, it was just a little game we played and enjoyed. It was labor day weekend when we got the news that his mother was going to be released from jail and this might all be coming to an end soon and even my parents hated the idea of him leaving but after several meetings the decision was made to give his mom another chance to prove she could turn her life around and he would be moving back with her once she was released. It was that sat night we both had made plans with friends to go out but mine fell through and when he found this out on Saturday he asked if him and I cared to do something or we could hang around the house and watch the fireworks at the park that could be seen from our deck in back so with no other options anyway I told him it sounded like fun. Saturday was like most, the parents usually went out to eat with friends and being a warm evening we sat out back waiting for the sun to set and because it was warm we were both in shorts and tee shirts and talking about his leaving the next and he brings up that he's sure going to miss seeing me in the mornings, not knowing for sure what he's meaning I say something like ..yea its nice to have someone to have breakfast with and drive to school with. He gets this cute little grin and says..yea that was OK too and laughs, now realizing he was actually going there I think I got a little embarrassed and again starts laughing about me turning red then says well its true and admit it you didn't seem to mind it much either. By now I think my face is bright red and speechless so trying to lighten it up he says.."its OK to look I guess..no one got hurt" ..and I finally smiled and said.."no harm no foul right?" and we both laughed when he said.."god those mornings when I seen you in your underwear..my god girl..you're built, and those times when I seen you without your bra on..you about killed me." Of course being complemented on my appearance was something new to me even if it was from my cousin, all I could do was smile and then he asked me, "so..when you seen me that morning when I was asleep..I didn't mean for that to happen,it was so hot up there so I thought I'd open the door a little further..and as far as the other thing..that happens a lot in the mornings, I about died when I realized I was laying there like that, I just wanted you to know that..I'm not some kind of perv or anything." His apology seemed honest and I thought it was cute he wanted me to know that so I again assured him it wasn't a big deal not realizing it was a poor choice of words until he fires back jokingly.."no BIG deal well ya didn't have to put it that way", and again we're laughing and I say.."nooooo I mean it is was Big deal..I mean I guess it was...sure seemed it from what I seen anyway." With saying that he must have been curious and said.."well anyway I'm sure you're aware of guys anatomy by now", to which I reply.."well not till then I haven't really..""Never?""Nope""like not even like bumped into one accidentally?""Well like wrestling at the pool..things like that..but never..you know""You mean..erect ?" "Yessssss""Wow..cute girl like you...""Oh yea right""Well I'd be happy to answer any questions ya got he says jokingly." First of all I can't believe I'm even having this conservation so I know by now my face is still beet red and can tell he's well beyond his comfort zone too but I can also tell we're both enjoying it just a little to much to stop. So again he says.."so no questions then?""I do have one..."?Oh..and that is ?" I figure now I'm in this deep in I'm going to ask.."so..from what I hear they can get like that at any time..don't that get..like awkward..or get in the way?" God did I really ask that I'm thinking... He busted out laughing again only to say .."well I certainly don't run power tools naked when it happens!" After a good laugh he does say.."well its like your boobs..don't they get in the way too?""At times I guess..but they're there all the time so I'm used to it." By now the tingle was there .this conversation was getting to me so I stood up and said I was going to get something to drink and go to the bathroom and offered to bring him something back out. Once inside I happened to give myself a quick look in the bathroom mirror and did a few poses when I got the idea to remove my bra for fun just to see if he'd notice and then back outside with cold drinks in hand I again sat across from him at the table and paid attention to follow his eyes . It wasn't long the conversation picked up right where it left off with questions and answers and I was beginning to think he didn't notice any difference when out of nowhere he looks at me..then my at boobs and says.."heyyy..you were wearing a bra when you went in the house!""Yea it was to tight, and I'm not going anywhere,right?""Well it sure don't bother me but now it looks like your shirts to tight too" and laughs."Oh yea..now I should take my shirt off to I suppose.""Well that was your excuse for the bra and then what if I said my underwear was to tight? Can I use that excuse too?""Well again..we're not going anywhere are we?" And with hearing that he gives me a devilish grin and sitting across the table from me he makes the motions like he's undoing his shorts but because the table is blocking his lower half I'm assuming he's just joking around until he plops his shorts and briefs in the table ! In shock I yell his name..half in horror and half in embarrassment I look around the yard knowing the deck is secluded I say.."put something on,what if mom and dad come home?""Oh you know they won't be home for awhile..and besides they're to tight" he says with a smirk on his face."I'm getting thirsty I think I'll get something to drink" he says.. "nooooooooo..don't you dare..you have something right there to drink" "I have to go to the bathroom..""You do not""something to eat ?" "Noooooo you stay put.I'll get something." The look on my face probably said it all both excited and of course fear... Through the smoked glass table I could barely make out the fact he was indeed naked from the waist down so I do get up to get him some chips knowing full well he really wasn't needing anything to eat but I thought I'd play along giving me a chance to get another angle as I walk in the house jokingly putting over my eyes but still able to see nothing more then the sides of his naked legs. Once inside I dart to the kitchen window that he is sitting under and sure enough able to see under the table getting a great view of his massive erection and his hand rubbing across it.I could have stood there forever watching this but still not wanting him to know how excited this was making me I grab a bag of chips and come right back out again taking my hand and shielding my eyes. I sat back in my place across the table and slide the chips to him I ask him .."Are you comfy, again?" joking "Very,care to join me?" "ummm..no..""Why not..do something crazy for once?""I'm not that crazy""I bet you've never walked through your house naked when no one was home did ya?" Sure I did ,after a shower "Go on..do something crazy,flash your boobs or something..go on..even turn your back to me and do it ,just to do something crazy,you know you're thinking about it..just do it,better yet..go in the house and take off your clothes and come out in a blanket..just try it." I think it finally sunk in that I have never done anything like that so I got up and walked right in the house and stripped down ,grabbed a blanket and came right back out fully covered. He takes one look at my bare shoulders and says, "see..I knew you could do it." At this point I'm way past my comfort level but I have to admit,it was accelerating knowing even though I was under a blanket I was totally nude outside and adding to the fact I'm with a guy that's naked from the waist down. The sun was beginning to set and he brings up that the fireworks would be starting soon and asks if I'd rather sit on his side of the table for a better view. By now nothing was sacred anymore and I move to a chair next to him giving me a full view of of his body and of course his manhood and now I was trying to hide it less and less that my eyes were fixed on his erection but we continued our conversations as if we were fully dressed knowing he was getting glimpses of my boobs every time I moved. About then a loud boom occurs and the fireworks is about to begin when he leans to me and says.."go ahead..it won't bite""WHAT?""You keep looking at it..I don't mind..we both know you want to..just put your hand on it...go ahead.." he was right..God did I want to, but still hesitated and another boom with a bright flash..he leans back in his chair giving me an even better look at it, and that was all it took, I reached down and ran my hand over it, certainly having never touched one before I had no idea what to expect but it felt incredible , both hard and soft at the same time as I groped every part of it. By now the fireworks were started and I finally grasped it and slowly began to run my hand up and down his shaft when he leaned toward me and put his hand inside my blanket and cupped my breast..first one..then the other until my blanket fell to my waist. My heart was racing and nothing is said as we position ourselves for better access to each other. I continue to fondle and slowly stroke him while I feel his hands roaming across my breasts and at times across my stomach then back to my breasts every circle is getting bigger and closer to my pussy. His hand finally lands on my lap and my grip gets more firm and still not really having any idea what I'm doing as I continue to stroke him, he fumbles with the blanket still covering me below until I feel his fingers touch my pubic hair. Almost instantly he moves toward my pussy and for the first time really uncertain if I'm up for this I close my legs a bit and reach for his hand to stop practically pinching his fingers between my legs when he whispers.."sorry I just wanted to touch one" , since I still had a firm grasp on on his cock I thought it was only fair..so l looked down and pulled the blanket of the rest of the way off and parted my legs and whispered "OK but just touch it" and with a smile he began running his fingers around my opening touching every part of it. When I would feel his fingers start to enter me I would always pull his hand back until I felt comfortable again.I still remember at some point his finger finally found my clit and I started to get a very familiar feeling coming over me. I held his hand with his fingers touching me there and I again whispered...right there..and he obeyed. Probably within a minute or so I could tell he was beginning to tense up when I hear..do you know what happens if you keep doing that to me, referring to me still rubbing his cock and I reply..yea I think so..even though I'd never really witnessed it I've heard stories and with that he leans further back in his chair and I can feel his cock pulsing a bit when the first shot of cum shoots ,then again..and again and again .the fact is though I've heard the stories I don't think I was ready for this. His fingers between my legs had stopped moving so with my other hand helped his movements start again. With his cum flying everywhere and his fingers working my clit I started shaking and it was indeed my turn leaning back with my legs open and enjoying the ride. When I reached orgasm it was far more intense than the several times I'd witnessed till now,making noises I didn't know I could make and nearly sliding out of my chair and all of this during the finale of the fireworks . As I sat there catching my breath I finally pull his hand from between my legs and look around to see his cum was everywhere from my hands,stomach and legs,the table top and all over his legs, then he stands up and sees this too and and without a word begins putting on his shorts then uses his underwear to start wiping up his cum as I gather up my blanket and wrap it around me still taking in all that's just happened and realizing I've just had my first sexual experience and it was with my cousin no less. I didn't know weather to laugh, cry or go to my room and masturbate but I did finally get up and get into my clothes and come back outside making sure all the evidence was cleaned up . Still not a word was said we go into the house and he goes to his room,then within a half hour or so my parents come home,I say my goodnight's and go to bed having my first walk of shame. Needless to say that night I didn't get much sleep as I lay there being not only ashamed but aroused and also upset at the way I was treated by him after it was over. The next morning I decided to be the first up and get my shower but just as I open my door his opens as well and he has the same idea and we're both standing there,me in just panties and he was totally nude carrying his clothes, our eyes meet and and I begin to tear up and retreat to my room and start closing my door when I hear him whisper my name . Not wanting to wake my parents I stand behind the slightly opened door with my head sticking out and with him holding his clothes in front of his manhood he quietly says please let me apologize for yesterday. So I hold my finger up to my lips telling him to be quiet I let him in to a barrage of I'm sorries coming out of his mouth and that he should have never taken his pants off like that and do that to me, and the reason he left so suddenly was because he thought for sure I was mad at him for taking advantage of me. I then realized that I too was pretty quiet after it was over but not because I was mad but more overwhelmed by what just happened . With that I smiled and explained that to him and didn't even get finished explaining when he dropped his clothes and cupped my face with his hands,pulled me to him and gave me the longest, wettest kiss I have ever had. After what was probably a 2 minute kiss I felt his erection pressing against me and I grabbed it and gave it a few strokes and whispered..take your shower..we're good.. kissed him again and shoved him out of my room. We dropped him off that afternoon and there were a lot of tears and I knew that what happened that night was a one time thing....... ...........or so I thought