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Tristan had a shower, there was no bath so we got under and I washed him everywhere, If this was his first time I wanted it to be memorable, he did the same to me, but with some urgency, and that predatery approach.

I asked him to calm down, we had plenty of time but he was red in the face so i knelt down, took his cock in my hand, pulled back the foreskin and sucked the large purple head as hard as I could, i heard him groan,

I sucked harder, taking in as much as i could, while licking the tip with my tongue, after a short while he started to pull away,

I held him firm and with a loud groan he shot his load into my mouth, he shuddered and trembled, i waited till the spasm ended, swallowed and rose from my kneeling position.

'Better now Tristan, he smiled,

'Sorry, that was a bit quick, did it taste alright? I kissed him,

'Taste it yourself, it's as sweet as you,' he blushed.

'Sorry Tris, i had to get you off before you had a heart attack!' he laughed,

'Yes, I was a bit intense, that's' three times i have cum in three hours, one on my own, one with Abby and now one with you!' I just looked at him,

'I hoped you washed your cock before i just sucked it,' he nodded and laughed,

'Would you have minded,?'

'No Tristan, not if I had been fucking her but I wanted to taste you not your girlfriend.'

Tristan put a hand to his mouth,

'Rory, you're awful', and we both laughed but kept on washing.

We strode hand in hand into his bedroom, he was more settled, the lust had abated, for now, we lay together,

'Tristan, you know that what we do is no answer to your problem, it might just worsen the situation,' he smiled,

'I know, but you cannot  control your heart,' I held him,

' What you feel for me is love, I know, but not true love, James and I have found that, when you lose your heart, it could be with anyone, no matter what age colour or creed, and any sex,

You can't control true love, you knew me when I was a boy, you have seen me as a man on DVD, and you've fantasised, I understand, but I am not the one for you, my heart and soul belongs to James, it always will, all I can give you now is relief, offer take your virginity, it will be fun, but it must end with that,

Tristan looked wistful, and a little sad.

'Yes, Tristan, I love you very much, you are my cousin, but this is merely a release for you, a body you care for, that you can fuck till your lust is sated, but then what? you are beautiful, you will find other beautiful boys who will be attracted to you for your beauty and your sexuality,'

'I know, I have been in this state since I was young, but it can become a drug, far more powerful than any opiate, you have to be in command of your own body and mind'.

Tristan listened to me intently. while rolling my cock through his fingers.

'I too, want children someday, and I will have them, James knows that I can swing for either sex, although I prefer guys, you must be the same, if you can satisfy Abby, and she does not suspect, then yes, you will succeed and produce grandchildren for your beloved parents, but you must be circumspect, control your urges, find someone who will love you for you, preferably someone not too handsome, temptation lies with them, they may wander and it will hurt you'.

'James has only eyes for me. Who would have thought that tiny James would be my soulmate, my life partner, I didn't!

'As I said, you cannot control who you will fall in love with, but it's not me, I can sense it, this is just lust, and we will have fun, but that's it',

'When I return, or if you come to us, we can always continue this passionate journey, but it is just a journey, it has no end, do you understand?' Tristan smiled,

'Of course, I understand, do you think I haven't thought about it for a long time, now, where's the lube?'

I confessed I had forgotten about it, Tristan rose from the bed and went back into the bathroom, he returned almost immediately, he held out his hand,

'Abby and I use this, will it do?' and he passed me a tube of K.Y Jelly. I laughed,

'Tristan, this is THE proper lube,' he was already erect, and it looked as hard as a rock,

'Tristan, just remember, this is not a fanny, you have to take your time to get in, or you will split me, and that will end this experiment, do you understand?' he mumbled something as he was already sucking my cock, he must have watched gay porn, because he was good, very good,

I groaned, he released my cock and climbed up my body and clamped his lips on mine, I felt a lubed finger at my entrance,  I opened my legs wider, he probed,

I relaxed, two then three fingers, then the head of his cock entered me, all the while clamped to my lips, i relaxed and he slipped deeper and deeper, eventually i could feel is large balls against my bum, he released my lips and looked at me, he was sweating,

'Can I please start Rory? i smiled at him,

'Go for it Tristan'!, and he did, he pounded me, watching his dick enter me and withdraw to the tip, again and again, once he judged the distance, he lowered his body onto me and, cheek to cheek, he fucked me with rhythmic thrusts, i turned my head and nibbled his ear, he moaned, so did I, his very large cock pumped into me very hard, unrelenting.

I could tell he wasn't going to come fast this time, he was controlling himself, the minutes passed, he started to bite my neck, not hard, but with passion, his thrust became more urgent, harder, I could feel his ripped, sun-kissed body tremble above me,

I gasped at the force of his cock deep inside me, he raised himself onto his elbows looked me straight into my eyes, his face changed from lust to extasy and I shuddered as his head swelled as he came into me, three deep thrusts and he collapsed back onto me,

I could feel his cock pumping his juice, we both panted, i held him very tight, we lay entwined for a few minutes and his cock slumbered and withdrew from my body, i felt a tinge of regret that it was over, but pleased he had lasted at least fifteen minutes.

He rolled off me and looked into my eyes, his face shone with sweat.

'You don't know how long I have waited to do that, How many times i have wanked off dreaming about it, but that was incredible, far better than i could ever imagine, thank you.'

I turned to face him, he seemed more settled, more content, we chatted for five minutes then Triston asked for another go, I got the impression he was the type that liked a bit of rough during lovemaking, so I offered him to choose and spent the next half hour being fucked on every surface in his bedroom,

Sore and aching, Triston took me to the shower again and washed me all over then we dressed, the last thing I wanted was to surprise his parents.

That evening we all had dinner together, Tristan glowed, he looked like a God in the soft candlelight,

He kept glancing in my direction as we chatted about Kingsmere, we all had different ways to police it, I took all the advice in, Tristen told his mother and father that he would visit me for a month in late Summer, I had an instant erection,

Tristan turned to me and smiled, he had guessed, he adjusted his crotch and I turned my eyes away from him.

Thank God his parents were used to him fawning over me as he watched the DVDs at Christmas, his attention was getting me rather uncomfortable.

But that was nothing, he came to me at 10.30 pm, I was trembling, and this time he was slightly drunk so more reckless.

I had taken the decision to strip naked in bed, Tris, was the type who would have loved to rip my shirt off my back, but my silk shirts were too costly to let that happen.

I lost count how many times he made love to me, he wanted to try every position he could, He had to force my head into the pillow to stop me screaming and waking the house.

He managed to have me fully impaled while having my ankles crossed and sucking my toes at the same time, I just stared at his lust in wonder.

We tried to reverse the situation but no, no matter how often we practised, I could only get my head in, he was meant to be a top, and he had become, in those few short hours, a very good one,

His obvious practising with Abby had given him some skill, I did notice how similar he shagged me to Ben, perhaps all 'straight' boys have that, 'inherent subjugation' of whoever they are making love to?

I felt, sometimes, as an object merely there to be a cum-dump for him, only afterwards would he show me love and affection, It was the first time I had felt how a girl must feel being fucked hard!

I felt powerless to do anything as he changed positions and thrust into me time and time again.

We finished about 4 am,  with me squatting with my arms wrapped around my knees and Tris seemingly possessed as he drove into me, he gave one final massive deep thrust and we both came together.

I was utterly and truly well fucked, Tristen fell asleep, Thank heavens, I couldn't have taken any more.

I came down to breakfast at 8 am bandy-legged, i could hardly walk straight, I could still 'feel his presence inside me' my Uncle greeted me,

'Sleep well Rory, you look a bit tired!' I smiled, hopefully not too guiltily, and said,

'A new bed Uncle, always hard to adjust to,' I sat gingerly across from the 'glowing' Triston.

'Yes,' he smiled,

Triston looked as fresh as a daisy, he raised his coffee cup to me in greeting and with a huge smile.

'You must be missing James!' I heard Tristan almost choke on his coffee, I nodded blushing,

'Oh don't mind us, we don't mind do we Tristan,?' he turned around, Tristan had vanished, he told me later he disappeared into the lavatory, he just couldn't cope. we laughed like hell.

Poor Tristan, I hoped he would find someone to love fully, but I had my doubts, where all my family knew I batted for both sides, Triston had a role to play, and I didn't envy him at all.

Some people, despite their beauty, are prisoners in their own worlds, how many gay male star actors are out there living a lie, life is too short, youth is fleeting, I will be 21 at Christmas, a youth no more but a man, albeit a man with a sizable inheritance, and I am fortunate to have found my soulmate early, and with most of the hurdles easy ones,

I still almost lost him because of bigotry, so now James is my adopted brother, and we have sex, and I had just had sex with my first cousin, did I feel guilty, not a bit of it, 

As I said, you cannot control the people you love, and especially the people who love you, just treat them with sympathy and kindness, and hope they don't make you too sore!!

I could ramble on about that night and the exhaustion I felt afterwards,  Triston, try as he might, could not get me to have a last 'bash' with him, I pointed to his sperm pouring out of me and begged for an end to it, he just dragged me to him and kissed me for age,

I did manage to get a half my cocks into him to let him experience being 'fucked', he was so turned on watching my dick thrash into him that he came quite fast, but at least, as I pointed out, he had experienced, the pleasure of being penetrated.

I had enough memories of that night to last me for years, I felt a keen jealousy over Abby, if she was getting THAT well fucked on a regular basis, she was a very lucky girl.

I said the same to Triston, he told me, without shame, that NO, he had never felt That passionate with anyone but me. let's just say we kissed and fondled each other like mad.

  I had almost as much spunk down my throat as trust into me, and the same with Triston, If I remember correctly, he never saw any of my sperm, he wanted to swallow all of it. and, after that night of passion I was delighted to join James on Campus, 

I was waiting for him to finish a lecture so skyped Aiden, he looked much happier and I could see our rooms behind him, he seemed to glow, I asked him if he had exhausted his sperm level with all the porn he watched, he didn't blush at all.

'No, I always have some spare  for someone special!' I laughed,

'Anybody I know Aiden?' Now he blushed and changed the subject, I teased him saying I bet he was sitting there with a hard-on, he said he wasn't and pointed the screen down to his lap, that was just what I was waiting for.

'Well. I am waiting for my James, I pulled the screen down and he had a close-up of my cock standing upright well past my belly button, I saw him gasp, and blush, but I also saw him cover his lap with his hand! I joked with him.

'It can be yours anytime you ask for it, sweet boy'.

Aiden continued  chatting to me  with that obvious red hue, I could see he felt uncomfortable, so changed the subject until James walked in and said

'Hi' to Aiden, I told him I had to go and 'take care' of James, was that jealousy I saw in his eyes as he logged off?

As it was. I couldn't stay at the campus so James spent an hour grinding into me to compensate, my little baby boy was missing me.

The following day, I booked him out and we moved to a pretty hotel in the suburbs.

Nothing interesting happened except on the way home, except James made up for the lost days by fucking me silly for hour after hour, I felt guilty closing my eyes and dreaming of Triston, I came almost immediately.

We arrived at the town nearest our home and we were killing time, waiting for our train to arrive, when we saw a young man in his middle twenties smiling and waving in our direction, I looked around and yes, he was trying to attract us, he was cute in a dark way, about five foot ten,

'Hello, You are the people who own Kingsmere Reserve? we both nodded,

'My name is Rob Thornton, i am a joiner,' he handed me his card,

'I have just finished a contract in Halifax so missed Kit's recruiting drive!' I looked at James, he looked as confused as I was,

'What recruiting drive?' I asked him puzzled,

'Kit said you needed workers on your Estate, some roofing, and things.' I looked at his card, it did say, 'Robert Thornton. Master Joiner and Cabinet Maker'. I said,

'I am not sure who this Kit chap is but if you call our General Manager, i am sure we could use a skilled Joiner,'

The chap sort of shuffled his feet,

'Sorry, Kit told me, on the phone, he was your General Manager.!' I assured him that Aiden MacKellan was our Estate Manager,

'Yes, that's him Kit MacKellan,!' there was a silence until he realised it was his turn to explain,

'Sorry! Kit, is his nickname from the Orphanage,' I nodded my head, at last, all this was making sense,

'And were you there as well?' he nodded,

'I remember when he first came, he was about eight, his great aunt had died and he had no other family, he was tiny but very sweet and kind, we older boys took him under our wing, whenever you saw him he was smiling',

'We called him Kitten, and as he got older, especially the last three years he was there, he shot up, so we started to call him Kit, we all keep in touch'.

I thanked him and assured him that I needed a good Joiner for the roof trusses, and i promised to ask Kit to call him as soon as we got home, he thanked us, waved, and was gone.

James turned and looked up at me,

'Rory, we can't just blurt it out to him!, No grown man wants people to think he was once called kitten!' I agreed, But, I must say, I preferred Kit, to Aiden,

'We will think of something James, let's go home'.

We boarded the Train for the hour-long journey to our estate, for most of that trip we were actually on our reserve.

There weren't many people on the train and none in our cabin so James spent a good amount of time ducking down and sucking me off.

It just got too much for me, I kneeled on the seat, keeping an eye out while James fucked me silly,

It didn't matter what time of day or night, one hint from me and he was hard and in me, before I could blink, to say he was insatiable would be an understatement, my tiny boy was some 'Top'

And I walked around the Reserve most days with a sore butt to prove it.!!! But I never tired of his delight in desiring to shag me any time anywhere,

I once suggested we have his cock made in rubber so, I could satisfy myself in his absence, he was appaled by the very idea, that a 'copy' of his sweet dick could satisfy me and poo-pooed the whole idea, so I didn't press him.

I knew when we eventually got home, I could just leisurely lie dreamily on our bed while he spent a long time fucking me until he was satisfied,

Many times during some nights, I would be woken by his desire to shag me again.

Masturbation was not his thing, and when he was really turned on I got the chance to ram four inches or more, into him, and the lust on his face always made me come too fast.

My baby boy was one in a million and I adored him.