Cousins from rural Uruguay

My aunt's from Cebollatí. When I started teaching in 1999, I had to go to Cebollatí, which is like saying it's where the devil lost his poncho. I'd take a bus from my town to Chuy on Wednesdays, then get off at the Cebollatí intersection and wait for another one to pick me up. There were only three buses a week back then, so I'd leave in the afternoon and have all evening free in the village. I worked at the high school on Thursdays and Fridays, and if I was lucky enough to catch a ride with a truck driver, I could leave the village on Friday or else wait until 6:45 am Saturday when the bus left. I stayed there for a year, a place I hadn't visited in many years, occasioned by my cousin's wedding celebrations. My aunt lives in a cozy house, has a town bar, the fruit of a lifetime of sacrifices. They have a dining room, a piece where they do things like sewing, embroidery, ironing, etc.; also a large living room, a big patio and two bedrooms, one for them and one for guests, which I would take refuge in every opportunity mentioned. Well, almost every time. It happened one day that I arrived after 00:40 hs due to a bus problem I was on and my dear godmother was waiting anxiously and worried. When I knocked on the window of her room, she answered something agitated and hugged me with an anxious face. After getting settled, we prepared for bed. At that moment, she remembered that the room I always used was occupied by my cousin (mentioned earlier due to her wedding) and her husband. And since they were very tired, they went to sleep without waiting for me to say hello. As a final observation, she told me they asked to be woken up before I left for work. In short, I settled into a sofa-bed in the living room, read for a good while (it always cost me a lot to fall asleep). The dream) and about 30 or 40 minutes past, I turned off the light to sleep. At that moment I realized that my aunt hadn't left me the alarm clock she always lent me, which was on the nightstand in my cousins' room. I got up again without making any noise, opened the door that separated the dining room from the bar, and headed towards the mentioned room with the intention of taking the alarm clock. The door opened easily and without thinking, I pushed it carefully not to wake those who were sleeping. When the door began to open about 1 or 2 cm., I noticed the light was on and froze in surprise. Instinctively, I looked inside and immediately saw that my dear cousins weren't tired from lack of sleep, but had other intentions and probably thought everyone was asleep, so they let loose their party. Once I recovered from the surprise, took a breath and adjusted to the total darkness, I prepared myself to enjoy free pornography haha, as my friend says. I approached carefully and saw that she was in charge of giving a huge blow job to her dear male. Evidently, she's a master of fellatio. She was thinking about each movement, going slowly all over his cock; then playing until almost making him cum. And so, she repeated the different variations, driving him crazy with pleasure, making him say obscenities like now I'm going to get my revenge, you dirty slut? while she smiled with a piece of meat in her mouth. My place was like a privileged plate, since the bed was located diagonally from the imaginary axis of the room, so I could appreciate the sector of his feet. Everything that had happened until then occurred with him lying down and her on her knees at the edge of the bed looking towards my position. After about ten or fifteen minutes of movie-quality oral sex, the lover, on the verge of exploding, stood up giving his back towards my position, circled the bed and with a strong grip lifted my cousin's arm from her shoulder, who with a mocking smile was saying: See that you can't take it?! He, without saying a word, threw her back onto the bed. Then she said something about being sick of always doing the same thing, about a woman he had and that they wouldn't get anything because he was dirtying the cock with others' shells. (Those were the exact words I heard) Frozen outside, but boiling inside from having seen my cousin, the daughter of my aunt sucking his cock in that way, I got back into my room with Bonner's cock and couldn't sleep. It was already 3 am and where I stayed was the back part of the bar, which was the only one in town and always had movement. I would get up early because I had all the groups from 1st to 6th grade at school and entered at 7:45 to give class after class until 18:45 because we had extended hours due to exhaustion but as a new teacher with many desires and all the vocation in the world, it was overwhelming. Returning to the bar, it was always full of drunkards and my aunt and her husband ran it well and worked hard. Next to my room were my cousins, and next door there was a Lascano girl without a baby. It was disgusting for me who had always had an apartment with a shared bathroom and more with a bar and every time I went to use or shower, I cleaned it up with things I bought at Chuy. That day I was extremely upset after seeing what I saw, tired from everything that had happened to me on the bus ride, and decided that if I jerked off in the shower, I would feel better for sleeping and enduring the workday that awaited me. I went to my room, grabbed the Lysoform and other things I kept there to clean, my shampoo, soap, and continued with Bonner's cock and got into the shower after Clean the water, the bathroom floor etc. The bathroom didn't have a lock or latch, and in campaign you use a wire to lock it from inside and that's what I did. When I got into the shower, it started raining outside and I thought, It must be because I'm bathing and I laughed a lot... I started to wank myself and then the light cut off. That's country stuff, even in this era it still happens, every time there's a storm the power goes out. Imagine my frustration when I couldn't even wank myself quietly, no matter how much vocation or desire to work I had, it was a whole ordeal going to Cebollatí but I knew it would serve me because choosing where nobody wanted to go at first and then (and that's what happened) I could choose anywhere in the department I wanted, so it was a year of sacrifice and the people and the guys were lovely, plus I had my aunt and the bar there, but there was the bathroom, mosquitoes and other things from that town which are now much better for the locals. When I was washing off with cold water (because there was no hot water and without electric light the water stays cold and I wasn't born bald like now) I felt the bathroom door open. I looked and said It's occupied, it's me, Freddy thinking someone drunk would come to pee or crap in the bathroom which was actually the bar's bathroom. When I looked closer, it was a guy wrapped in a towel who told me Sorry, I came to take a bath too. It was my cousin's boyfriend. Divine with that amazing body from working in the rice field and his cock still standing. I'm an adventurer and honestly I have no fear of being bad and generally all the heteros I've hooked up with have told me they did because I have well-developed gay radar that tells you LAUNCH OR DON'T LAUNCH although it's failed me a couple of times in 20 years, obviously not with this guy. They also think I'm discreet haha big mistake they have 😉 You didn't make me cum, the slut I said. And you know why he replied. I heard from my room, instead of ' Take it, you're jealous, just like with women I say. You're right, that's why sometimes I eat like a man she replied. Ah look down at the towel so I can see if what my cousin says about you is true. He lit a candle he had. When he took off his towel, oh boy, because it was really a DIVINE male. In Cebollatí they don't know why they're like natural black-haired blondes, their skin is olive-toned and the sun makes their hair fade and they have nice blonde tips. This man besides being very muscular, young was very well-endowed. I'll make you cum I said. But you have to make me do the same because generally outsiders always want us to suck their cock or take them and not let themselves be touched or touched or sucked or fucked and I get a little sick of it so I've made more than one of my friends even suck each other's cocks (my brother's friends that I'll tell you about another time). I like it complete he said. Me too I replied. But what do we do with the bathroom door if your wife comes or a drunk or my aunt? Nobody's out at this hour, my wife is asleep and your aunt probably is too, we have to take a risk apart from being dark. I'll play along I said, come here. Then the guy came, the rest is history. As a conclusion I'll tell you that they moved to La Coronilla later on and I kept seeing him besides all that year of lectures. He was my lover and my cousin's husband. One more of those I've had. It's divine living, life smiles at us, it's good to be alive to recount these things, laugh at oneself and take care while enjoying and without fear or prejudice. These things happen, adventures remain, I want to have health and life to stay vibrant and have things to tell in these groups for many more years. Thanks to all the internal messages. Thanks to the comments, and to the I LIKE IT as I always say, they motivate me to tell more. I hope I don't bore you and if they seem long or like I'm going off track, it's because I feel like there has to be a reason contextualize it because this could be summarized as 'I WENT TO MY COUSIN'S HOUSE AND HER HUSBAND DIDN'T WANT TO SUCK MY cock, I GOT ANGRY, WENT TO TAKE A BATH, THE WATER TURNED OFF, THE GUY WITH THE HARD cock APPEARED, WE SUCKED EACH OTHER'S cocks, FINISHED, DATED A FEW YEARS WITH HIM' but if it's a story, it's a narrative and especially when they're things from my life and nobody knows the context in which it happened. But I'm fine with having so many followers that even though they don't comment here, they ask me things privately and that means they like it, even a friend who is a writer wants me to collect more stories and publish them in a little book, obviously to give away because today you can't live off this, but it's fun and it's a tribute to the ego of that guy haha I'll come back with whatever they want, more from the agroboy, from some party, from my cousin's husband, from my brother's friends or from any 'open mind' boyfriend 😃 a kiss for everyone.