The Bride's Cousin 2

It's a new day in Isabella and Oswaldo's apartment. Yesterday afternoon, after being bathed in Luciano's milk, Oswaldo got up and went to the bathroom without saying a word... he didn't speak to his girlfriend's cousin for the rest of the day, they each had their meals separately although Oswaldo cooked for both for the first time and left the food on the stove for Luciano to eat.

Today, Luciano finishes bathing while Oswaldo is still working. He comes out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped and stops in front of Oswaldo, who listens attentively to the conversation he has to translate in real time.

Luciano loosens the towel from his waist and holds it in his hand, drying his short black hair with brisk movements. His hands raised expose his very thin abdomen and hairy pelvis, his cock sways from side to side as he dries off.

He dries his back and then his chest and arms, shamelessly turning to dry his legs, showing Oswaldo his round and fleshy buttocks supported by some well hairy thighs...

Oswaldo remains focused on his work but steals glances at Luciano drying off in front of him.

Oswaldo pretends well during the call, although Luciano notices that the bulge in his boxers is getting bigger. Not wanting to cause trouble, after drying off, he walks naked to his room.

Oswaldo finishes his work and says goodbye to his clients. He shuts off his laptop and stays still for a moment. Perhaps he went too far yesterday and crossed some boundaries with his girlfriend's cousin; maybe it's time to tell him to stop.

He walks to Luciano's room ready to ask him to stop everything for the sake of peace and forget what happened the morning before...

Luciano is lying on his bed, naked on his back. Oswaldo wants to speak but finds him moaning, masturbating, focused on what he's doing. He stays silent, not knowing what to say.

He watches Luciano's handsome face making pleasure gestures, watches his slim body tense with masturbation, and observes his cock in his hands moving up and down with strength, with youthful vigor.

"Kneel if you want to watch," Luciano orders. Oswaldo is left speechless... he kneels.

"Good boy," says Luciano. Oswaldo doesn't understand the game but he feels it, he gets excited receiving orders from his girlfriend's cousin and is turned on by having to kneel to watch him masturbate.

"Do you want to touch it?" Luciano asks him, briefly stopping his self-pleasure. Oswaldo stands up to climb onto the bed.

"No... on your knees..." Luciano tells him, "crawl towards it slowly on all fours."

Oswaldo walks on his knees towards that well-erect youthful cock with two huge delicious hanging balls underneath... he reaches it and slowly brings his hand closer, encircling it, running it over and under the length... he masturbates it very slowly.

"Do you like it?" Luciano asks him.

"Being on my knees next to you?" Oswaldo asks.

"My cock," Luciano replies.

Oswaldo remains silent, watching the young man's cock in his hand while gripping and masturbating it - yes - he finally responds, focusing on its rounded pink glans.

Luciano relaxes and closes his eyes, allowing himself to be masturbated. Oswaldo is not consistent in his movements, but Luciano doesn't mind, he has nothing else to do so his cousin's boyfriend can spend hours playing with his cock.

Oswaldo constantly changes hands because he gets tired of masturbating. No one has told him he has to jerk him off until he cums... but Oswaldo takes it as a task... the sensation of thickness and texture changes when he has it in his left hand, he's less skilled but more sensitive to touch... many doubts run through his head: if he has never been interested in men, what is it about Luciano that makes him feel this way?... Luciano grabs his cock and masturbates vigorously, Oswaldo remains still beside him, on his knees.

"Do you want it on your face again?" he asks.

"Just cum and that's it," Oswaldo replies. Luciano grants him the wish, closing his eyes and moving his slim body - ahhhhh ahhhhhh - he shoots his cum in abundant and forceful streams that hit his abdomen and chest.

Oswaldo watches him kneeling under the bed. When Luciano finishes, he takes some of the semen with his fingers and smears it on Oswaldo's cheeks.

"I think we need to stop doing this," Oswaldo says, standing up, "I'm your cousin's boyfriend, I don't feel right cheating on her."

Luciano laughs, smearing semen on his hairless abdomen and chest - nobody is cheating on her - he corrects him - I don't love you and you don't love me ... this is more... a manly thing."

"Yeah but... I've wanted to do more things," Oswaldo nervously says, then falls silent, gets up, and goes to wash his face. The house remains silent for a long long time.

The day goes by just like the day before: Oswaldo and Luciano don't talk, but Oswaldo cooks for him and this time Luciano comes to the kitchen to eat while Oswaldo is sitting about to start.

"Can I sit?" the boy asks.

"Yes, please, do you want water?" Oswaldo asks, getting up to serve him food. Luciano nods. Oswaldo serves him the food and a glass of water.

They eat in silence. Luciano knows it's his turn to break the invisible barrier of silence between them.

"We can come up with a name so you don't feel like you're betraying Isabella," Luciano says as he chews his food.

"A name?" Oswaldo asks.

"Of course," Luciano responds, "it's wrong for a man to touch his girlfriend's cousin's cock, but what if you were my... pet."

"What nonsense are you talking about," Oswaldo reacts instinctively.

"It's not nonsense, think of it this way: pets play with their owners, owners pet them but they don't have a sentimental love relationship with them... I can play with you as my dog without feeling guilty—Oswaldo keeps eating, smiling as if he considers Luciano's idea a silly joke.

"If you were my pet, I'd play with you, I'd let you lick me... it would be a relationship but nothing romantic," Luciano adds.

"And why do I have to be the pet? You're the one getting naked," Oswaldo responds, "it's your body we've been playing with."

"But notice something," Luciano says standing up, "every time I undress, you're the one left breathless— he unbuttons his shirt slowly while speaking— you're the one who falls to your knees in front of me... you've been speechless in front of it— Luciano slowly unbuttons his shirt, revealing his hard but not very muscular slim torso with his slightly defined pecs.

Oswaldo says nothing, mesmerized, as Luciano unbuckles his belt and unzips his pants, slowly lowers the zipper, "Something about my body surprises and pleases you, makes you nervous, you haven’t known how to react in front of it"—Luciano slips his hands into his boxers and leans forward, lowering his pants and boxers simultaneously while in sync kicking off his shoes with his feet— Every time you kneel, I can feel you worshiping my body, you don't say it but you behave submissively towards it, as if you venerate it—Oswaldo swallows, looking at Luciano's naked body.

"You can't deny that it excites you," he tells him, spreading his arms and showing his fully nudity to Oswaldo. His cock is flaccid but looks big and powerful. Oswaldo says nothing, but his silence acknowledges that yes, Luciano's body drives him crazy.

The naked boy approaches Oswaldo and takes the half-eaten food from his plate, puts it on the floor— "Be a good dog and eat on the floor for me," he says, caressing his cock with one hand while fondling a nipple with the other.

Oswaldo remains still at the table, then stands up in front of him. Besides being eleven years older, he is a head taller.

Oswaldo stares him down defiantly, but Luciano doesn't break eye contact, smiling at him as if everything he said was a joke. Oswaldo slowly kneels in front of Luciano and then bends down to grab a piece of meat with his hands.

"No hands," Luciano instructs him, "you're a pet."

Oswaldo places his hands on both sides of the plate and struggles to cut a piece of meat, Luciano squats down and helps him, holding the meat with his hands for him to tear off a piece.

Oswaldo chews on all fours, looking at Luciano. The boy offers him another piece of meat and Oswaldo bites it with his teeth and chews. When Oswaldo swallows, Luciano raises the meat to offer him another piece, Oswaldo uses his mouth to cut and chew it.

As he chews, he stares at Luciano's mesmerizing cock and his hanging, free and virile balls between his legs.

"The mashed potatoes," Luciano points to a potato mash next to the remaining meat. Oswaldo dips his head into the plate to lick it, lifting his face with a beard stained with potato, Luciano smiles.

"Get naked, pup," Luciano orders. Oswaldo shivers at being called 'pup,' he has lost his status as the "older" one in the relationship, although he might have never had it.

He stands up, "Where are you going? Undress here on the floor," Luciano orders, Oswaldo obeys... unbuttons his shirt revealing his thick, hairy bear-like chest, abdomen, and back also full of hair... Luciano strokes his furry back -" Woolly, just like a good animal," he smiles at Oswaldo who sits with his bare ass to take off his shoes and pull down his equally hairy pants and boxers.

"On all fours, puppy," Luciano orders once Oswaldo is naked, Oswaldo gets on all fours, Luciano kneeling next to him pets his back and chest like a dog, caressing his very hairy buttocks and giving him soft, affectionate spankings-" What a good dog I've just found, bark."

"Woof woof," says Oswaldo.

"Not pup, from deep within, use your diaphragm, as if coughing— and standing up, he mounts Oswaldo and presses against his abdomen. The image is like that of a child riding a Great Dane, squeezing his abdomen tightly, pressing his cock on Oswaldo's back—he orders.

Oswaldo presses his abdomen and lets out a deep and strong bark— "woooof woooof" - Luciano hugs him and strokes his back - "Good dog! What a good dog," Luciano gets off him and stands in front.

"Do you want to keep eating that meat or do you prefer fresher meat?" he asks, holding his already hard cock. Oswaldo looks at the cock and opens his mouth to swallow it.

Luciano stops him by placing his hand on his forehead- "Tell me you want to be my pet," he orders, holding his cock just millimeters from Oswaldo's mouth.

"I want to be your pet," Oswaldo responds and as a reward, Luciano brings his cock to his lips. Oswaldo opens wide, he's never had a man's cock in his mouth, it simply never caught his attention... but this cock has him salivating, he desires it more than anything in the world, he can't wait to put it in his mouth and taste it.

His wish comes true in slow motion, little by little Luciano's glans breaches the barrier of his lips... when the tip is inside, he closes them to savor it... and his body shivers with a pleasure he doesn't understand.

Once it's inside, he begins to move his head back and forth eagerly, with hunger, with eagerness— "There you go, dog, eat your bone, be a good dog."

"Woof woof," Oswaldo replies, getting into the game, sticking out his tongue and making canine sounds before taking it back in his mouth.

"The balls, pup, show me how much you respect them," he says, lifting his cock and showing his two hanging, hairy, and big genitals. Oswaldo licks and sucks them... he's never done it before but it seems as if he's been doing it forever... Oswaldo moves on instinct and is very skilled at it.

Luciano masturbates vigorously... in seconds he shoots thick semen that hits Oswaldo's forehead, then another and another, and one more...

As he finishes coming, Oswaldo's phone alarm goes off, with his face covered in semen, his cousin's boyfriend quickly gets up— "I have to go to work—"

"Stop," Luciano orders. Oswaldo obeys on pure instinct— "On all fours," Luciano orders, somewhat nervously.

Luciano spits on his face and with his hands spreads the semen and saliva until it is thoroughly smeared—" Ready, you're going to work with my mark— he orders. Oswaldo puts on his shirt hastily and rushes to connect, just in time.

Luciano watches him work on his computer, with a face full of semen, his jacket, shirt, and tie on top but completely naked from the waist down.