The Bet 2: All Bets Are Off

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A week ago I made a devilish bet with my cousin Tony. The experience totally changed the way I saw him. Before that day, Tony was my cousin and my friend; now I saw him as fair game. I figured I could toy with him and see how far I could actually get him to go. First I wanted to figure out what he was thinking, what had persuaded him to make such a wager with me; I knew in my mind pursuing any type of sexual relationship with his was wrong, but I pushed that thought from my mind knowing Tony and I had already crossed that line. I waited for my aunt to leave and I knocked on Tony’s door; I felt nervous because he and I had barely spoken since our tryst. “Yeah,” he said. “Can I come in?” I asked. “Yeah, come on,” he said opening the door. I followed Tony to his computer desk where he had apparently been before my intrusion. I sat on the desk in front of him. “Tony,” I started feeling a little awkward. “What came over you the other night?” Tony continued to pay attention to the computer obviously trying to avoid the question. “Tony,” I said. “Did you hear me?” “Yeah, I heard you,” he said with a slight attitude. “It was nothing Liz, just the beer.” ‘Liz’. That’s what Tony called me when he was mad at me. “Just the beer huh,” I said with a smartass tone trying to flirt. “Look Liz, It should have never happened,” he shouted slamming his hand on the desk. “Now would you mind getting out of my room,” he said walking to his door and opening it. I walked to the door and looked at him. “Fine Tony, you’re such a jackass,” I barked at him as I left. Tony slammed the door behind me. I was taken aback by his rude behavior; Tony had never been so mean to me. I imagined he had been fighting his demons. I mean here’s a guy who was supposed to love and protect istanbul travesti me, yet he put me out there for him and his friends. If that was the case, I wanted to straighten it out for him, let him know that I was Ok with it. I knocked on Tony’s door again. “Tony, whatever is bothering you I am here to listen,” I said in a soft tone. “Go away!” he shouted. I leaned against the wall feeling defeated. I felt bad that he was upset. I thought for a moment about how I could get him to talk to me. As I stood next to his door I could hear what sounded like sobbing. “Was Tony crying?” I asked myself. I decided to just barge into his room. “Tony…” I said as I flung the door open. “Oh, um…” I said trailing off as I quickly realized that he was not crying. Tony sat in front of his computer looking at pictures of me in my swimsuit. He held his cock tightly in is hand. “Oh my God, I am so sorry,” I said feeling my face turn red as I tried to close the door. “Liz, Wait,” Tony said pushing his member back in his shorts. “Look, I am sorry about earlier,” he said sighing. “I’m frustrated with myself.” I looked at his for a second. “What are you doing with my pictures anyway?” I asked. “Well I guess now it’s obvious,” he said sarcastically. “I’m ashamed. I’ve been beating off to your pictures for a while.” “Is that so?” I asked. “Yes,” he said looking at the floor. “That’s why I made that bet with you. I wanted it to be real.” “Well, that’s no reason to be crude to me,” I said with meaning. “I’ll have you know I liked what happened.” Tony looked at me with such seriousness, “But it’s wrong,” he said. “Tony, everyday we do something knowing it is wrong,” I said walking in his room and closing the door. “This is no different.” Tony istanbul travestileri looked at me a little more at ease, “Do you really believe that?” he asked. “I haven’t always been able to fight the urges to think of you when I please myself.” “I do Tony,” I said softly walking over to him. “We are only human,” I told him as pushed my hand up his shorts. I gripped his cock tightly and felt it swell within my hand. Goose bumps tickled my skin as Tony’s hand brushed my hair away from my eyes. “Yes we are,” he said as I positioned myself in front of him on my knees. I released his rod and pulled his shorts off. I nudged his legs apart and slid between them, grasping his cock once more. I ran my tongue from his balls to the head of his cock and slowly licked around his bulb. Tony leaned back in his char, relaxing to accept the inevitable; I was going to suck his cock and he was going to enjoy it, feeling guilty or not. I wrapped my lips around his head and pushed his rod into my mouth, so deep that my nose touched his tummy. “Ohh,” Tony moaned as I wiggled my tongue around his shaft; the tip of his cock hitting the back of my throat. I came up fast and sucked the top aggressively. “How does that feel?” I asked him, letting my lips brush the head of his cock as I spoke. “Does this feel wrong?” “Oh yes it feels wrong,” he said straining a little. “In the right way though.” ‘Mmmm,” I hummed, and then quickly pushed my warm mouth over his shaft. My lips met the base of his cock and tightened. I slowly brought my head up sucking hard until I felt the lip of his head. I grabbed his cock tightly and pumped as I dipped my head up and down, sucking forcefully. I teased his balls with my other hand and felt the draw travesti closer to his body. “Oh shit!” Tony shrieked pushing me away, his cock making a ‘pop’ noise as it exited my mouth. “What the fuck Tony?” I asked confused. “Get up, get up now,” he insisted. “I heard the door.” I hurried to my feet and I could hear his mom’s footsteps coming up the stairs; I wanted to dart out of the room, but I knew that might look bad. I watched as tony frantically pulled his shorts on. I took control of the computer and quickly changed the window to an innocent website. Shaking I stood next to Tony as we heard the door open. “Thank you for helping me,” I said trying to play it off; acting as if I was just going to leave. Tony’s mom broke in and asked, “Why are the two of you in here with the door closed?” “Um well mom,” Tony started. I broke in and said, “It’s my fault Aunt Sarah. I asked Tony to help me look up some stuff on the internet and he said no.” “Yeah mom, we were just teasing around. Liz closed the door and insisted,” Tony said with a little tremble in his voice. “Ok guys. Don’t let it happen again, you know I hate closed doors,” Aunt Sarah said walking away from the room. “Oh God,” Tony sighed, rubbing his hand over the bridge of his nose. “That was fucking close. I was close” “Yeah I know. Kind of a head rush huh?” I asked. “I would say,” he responded. “Let’s cool off while my mom’s here.” “Of course Tony, I know better,” I said agreeably. I headed off to my room to take care of a few things. I knew Aunt Sarah would be off to work in a few hours and tony and I would be alone ——- The sexual desire between Tony and I was building as him, my aunt and myself sat at the table and ate dinner. Tony would bump my feet with his under the table, and when my aunt turned her head I would shoot him sexy looks; I was even able to land my foot in his lap to stroke his member with my foot, but quickly withdrew when my aunt started talking. “So guys what are your plans for tonight?” she asked cheerfully. I didn’t know what to say so I lied.

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