this isn't a fantasy and it's a quite long narration; last posting 

when I was a young teen boy, I used to beat my meat with my older male cousin. We would spend hours and hours edging our penises 🍆 and touching our balls 🏀🏀 next to each other until our sperm would suddenly start to slowly appear, white, at the edge of our cocks, seconds before erupting out of our male slits, calming our sensual rage. While doing so, we would at times stare at our cocks, converse, and even subtly graze our legs and thighs, which used to instinctively levitate as we were immersed in our sessions. One time, I remember that I positioned my leg over his and pressed it firmly, feeling every centimeter of his flesh while rocking it back and forth, which excited us even more despite the homosexual taboo—which, back then, I didn’t even know that word existed—considering our conservative background. But he was always the one leading and in charge and the power imbalance was palpable.

One summer day, while we were swimming in a hotel’s public swimming pool, I got horny and asked him, *“**Hey! Let’s come(cum)**!”* He got briefly visibly annoyed, but suddenly his mood shifted. He stared at me and asked, *“**Do you want me to come inside you?**”* I remember getting genuinely confused and asked, *“**How?**”* To which he replied, *“**Fucking you!**”* I was disturbed that he would even dare to suggest that, so I started playfully splashing him with water. He was laughing too and seemed genuinely amused, but then yet again his mood shifted. He got serious, stared into my eyes, and grabbed my forearms. At that moment, I understood that he wasn’t playing around, and suddenly my whole psychology and physiology changed. His boldness turned me on, and he saw it. He took me to a relatively secluded area of the swimming pool, removed both of our swimming shorts *(****leaving us naked****—which was insane),* and he dived us both. Once underwater, we started INTENSELY hugging each other for several tens of seconds, we were in trance, diving more than once. Up until that moment, that was the most amazing thing I had ever sensually experienced!

He then seductively suggested that I should give him a blowjob, so I obliged and dived. &there it was, hard and pointing toward me. I started to instinctively salivate and I ate it. Once his cock was inside my mouth, I knew that I was hooked. *Hi**s* *cock 🍆 was iron-hard, yet smooth and felt like silk, it* *tasted like "fucking?", he was already heavily precumming and his male substance mixed with the pool water on my tongue—salty, slightly chemical, and, considering the situation, it was dangerously addictive—my tongue itself* *was paving his whole shaft; the whole contrast was* *stupid,* *I was in a trance while blowing him for two consecutive minutes. Somehow, I was able to hold my breath for that long, completely ignoring the fact that I was running out of air, while all of my senses were submerged underwater.* Once I resurfaced, I wasn’t even breathless—just happy.

Yet he was disturbed and looking at the opposite edge of the swimming pool, utterly shaken. When I looked in that direction, I noticed another boy looking at him. He then swam toward him, with me instinctively following. They started talking to each other for quite some time. We then swam back to where we were, and I asked him who that boy was. He embarrassedly replied that it was his classmate. I guess he was worried that the boy might have been suspecting what we were doing, at that moment I felt like there was a distinction between me and his friend, the latter was a boy to be respected, while I was my cousin's bitch.

He was still insanely horny, scanning the area, and just kept mindlessly repeating, *“I have to find a spot to fuck you! I have to find a spot to fuck you!”* *“The shower* *cabins,”* *I replied,* *“They’re* *isolated and private.”*  

I think he was quite surprised that not only would I agree to such a depraved act, but that I myself would be suggesting an appropriate location for it to take place. He repeated one more time, *“I have to find a spot to fuck you!”—perhaps to make sure he had accurately heard me—*and I once again me mentioned the shower cabins and pointed towards them. 1/?

As a male prey, I genuinely relate to and empathize with my fellow female prey peers