Literally Hidden in the Closet!
Looking back, I have to admit that my life was far from happy until a few days after I turned twenty-one. I was a prime example of the saying "money can't buy you happiness." Despite being extremely wealthy, my existence was grim. I was taken from my unhappy home by my strict, autocratic grandfather and sent to a renowned Irish Catholic boarding school where I was taught the wrong things and socialized inappropriately.
Suddenly, luck or a senile action from my distant grandfather caused my expensive education to come to an unexpected end. He decided I should take over the family mining empire under the guidance of the current CEO, my cousin Jason.
So, there I was, in a fancy hotel in Geneva, where the annual general meeting was scheduled for the following morning.
Educated as I was, I was shy and awkward in social situations. When told to greet my cousin Jason, whom I hadn't seen in at least a dozen years, I meekly knocked on his door and waited anxiously for his response. When there was no answer after a few minutes, I took a bold step, pushed open the door, and entered his luxurious suite.
I was hidden from view but my sight wasn't obstructed. I could see clearly.
Before I knew it, Jason and his personal assistant Tom flung open the door, both engaging in a passionate embrace. They were locked in a tight embrace as they kissed fervently, tongues flailing around in an attempt to satiate their desire.
A flash of familiarity crossed my mind, and I was transported back to two years ago when a girl six months younger than me had tried to find comfort in a drunken embrace. The memory of sweet cider came rushing back. That tryst, unfortunately, had been a disaster.
Back in the moment, Tom's chiseled abs were on display as he took off his shirt. Jason ran his fingers through Tom's short, cropped red hair and gently massaged his chest.
At six feet and powerfully built, Jason was a fine-looking man, with perfectly proportioned hands and feet, and sparkling blue eyes. What completely took my breath away was when their penises were revealed almost simultaneously. The size of both men, like their bodies, was enormous. Erect and glistening, they jumped onto the king-sized bed in front of me and began to passionately kiss, suck, and masturbate each other as ferociously as they could.
My penis was as hard as it had ever been, but I was dwarfed in comparison to Jason and Tom.
The two men continued to pleasure each other for what felt like at least twenty minutes. I couldn't help but free myself from my pants to relieve the pressure. Without warning, Jason stopped what he was doing. He opened a small case on the bedside table and took out a sheath, which he rolled onto his still-erect penis. Then, he slathered himself with a tube of clear substance that looked like toothpaste. He then seemed to apply generous amounts of the substance to the anus area of Tom.
Flipping Tom onto his stomach, Jason proceeded to teach me the path I was eagerly embarking on. Unbeknownst to me, this was my destiny, something I had never allowed myself to consider before.
When Jason and Tom finished, my brain was blown. I was in a daze. I could only stand there, my hand still holding a limp, dripping penis, open-mouthed, completely speechless.
Moments later, Jason opened the closet door to see a young, twenty-something relative he hadn't seen in twelve years. My cousin, who probably expected me to say something, was taken aback by the sight of me: limp penis in hand, wide-eyed, and speechless.
Jason either had great intuition or wasn't easily shocked. He grabbed his bag from the bedside table, climbed into the closet with me, closed the door, and greeted me casually with, "Hi, cousin." He then gently fondled me back to life. He produced a condom and a tube of clear substance, put it on me, and then applied some on his back passage.
I have never come across someone who smelled so good. The smooth skin of his hand, which was gently stroking me, was intoxicating.
We continued our embrace while my eyes strayed to the bed where Jason and Tom had just left. Jason and Tom were no longer there, but traces of the passion they shared remained, and I was both embarrassed and aroused.
It was unexpected, but Jason decided to initiate me into this new world. And there I was – a shy, awkward, and previously lonely young man who was now in the company of a handsome, experienced, and highly educated cousin ready to expose me to sexual pleasures that would leave a lasting impression on me.
Jason spun around, his hands lightly pushing me back. I had to shove myself into Jason's body. It didn't require much effort to fit into him. I wanted to remain frozen in that moment forever. I felt as though my life was just starting. For the first time, I was provided with the chance to taste what had thus far been withheld from me. I felt like I could conquer the world.
Jason guided me, allowing me to participate in what I had just seen. However, I was only able to perform three thrusts before filling my condom before I even reached my rhythm.
"You're on the right track," Jason breathed as he touched my cheek. Next, he exited the closet and entered my life.
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