Looking back, this was possibly the first time I felt differently about
Adam. I was maturing, beginning to have certain feelings and being
manhandled by him caused a certain reaction which I hadn't experienced
before... I got a stiffy!
From then on Adam featured in my fantasies, when I was jacking off I
remembered the mock spanking when I was younger and being handcuffed by him
and fantasised about being punished by my very own policeman.
I eventually realised that I was gay and whilst I began to notice guys at
school and later college and had experiences with them, Adam still featured
prominently in my fantasies. I didn't see him quite so much now, but when I
did he was always his usual friendly self.
I had turned eighteen when, at a family gathering, Adam asked me if I would
help him clear out the roof space of a small house he had just purchased
and moved into. The previous owners had left loads of junk behind. I
agreed, of course, and the following Saturday he picked me up.
We spent most of the day clearing out the junk, Adam up in the roof space
passing stuff down to me. By the end of the day we were both fairly dirty,
dusty and in need of a shower. Adam suggested he showered first and then,
whilst I was showering he would phone for a takeaway. I hung around and
finally Adam appeared from the bathroom with just a towel around his
waist. It had been years since I'd seen this much of his body and it didn't
disappoint. His six foot plus frame was still in good condition. I tried
not to stare for too long and made my way to the bathroom for a shower
along with a t-shirt and a pair of his tracksuit bottoms which he suggested
I borrowed as my clothes were in a mess.
After I had dried off after my shower, I noticed the pile of his discarded
dirty clothes dumped in the corner of the bathroom and on top a pair of his
briefs. I couldn't resist, I picked up the briefs and held them to my face
taking in Adam's manly scent, a mixture of sweat along with the muskiness
of his cock and balls. I was in heaven; my hand went to my stiffening cock
and began to work it.
"You enjoying that?" I was so distracted that I hadn't heard Adam come back
up stairs and enter the bathroom.
He had obviously seen everything, me standing there naked with a pair of
his briefs held to my face. I stuttered out a feeble
explanation. "I... I... It's not what you think, I was just tidying up."
Adam grinned. "It's exactly what I think and it just confirms what I've
suspected for some time, you're gay aren't you?"
What could I say? It was pointless denying it. "I suppose I am," I replied.
To my surprise Adam put an arm around my shoulders. "It's no big deal, why
do you think I've been single all this time?"
"You're gay?" I spluttered unbelievingly.
Being gay was something never mentioned within the family and Adam was so
masculine I never suspected, but now here he was confessing to me.
"It's been interesting watching you grow up. I've suspected for some time
and the way you look at me sometimes just seemed to confirm it," Adam said
gently, still with a reassuring arm around my shoulders. "You should have
talked to me about it; you know you can talk to me about anything."
"I know, but I knew we couldn't do anything together. I was too young and
you being a policeman would get into even worse trouble," I explained.
Adam tightened the arm around my shoulder. "But that's OK now, you are over
eighteen and can make your own decisions and I have to confess that I'm a
bit flattered that you fancy your older cousin," grinned Adam.
"I always have, well since I've know about sex. I remember when..." but I
was interrupted by the door bell ringing.