My cousins cousin_(1)

Opening the door I realized that this weekend could be terrible. My aunt and uncle, along with their two sons, had asked me to stay with them in Vermont for a weekend of skiing. By family contracts, I had to say yes.

It’s not that I didn’t like skiing or the house we were staying in, it was just that my cousins were protected by their parents a lot and as a result could barely stand by themselves.

The oldest was 6 days younger than me, which most people find surprising because of the enormous gap in maturity. We were both 14 and he had a younger brother who was going to be 12 soon.

Vacationing with my cousins halted my plans for the rest of February break. Those plans mainly consisted of lying on the couch and watching tv. Masturbating would have to stop as well since my cousins followed me around like I was a god, giving me no time alone except when I slept.

“Hey Miles!” Aunt Margret called from the stairs, “Good to see you! I bet you can’t wait to go skiing this weekend!”

“Ya, I guess so”, replied an unenthusiastic 14 year old.

“Well come on up, the other cousins have already arrived”

Ascending the stairs I wondered who she might be referring too. Other cousins? Were my other aunts children here too?

Sitting at the counter in the kitchen were two beautiful girls who looked around my age. The younger one had strait brown hair and full breasts. Her legs looked strong and matched her nice butt whose cheeks were the perfect size. Looking older but not quite as elegant as her sister, was the 15 year old. She had flaming red hair and breasts that seemed to bounce where ever she went.

I could tell the younger one, she was 13, was checking me out too. I had been told before that I was attractive before. Mostly I think it was the shape of my body, not my face. Muscles came easily to me, though I wasn’t incredibly strong. More importantly was the fact that I had almost zero fat on my body making what muscle I did have look more impressive.

“Miles, these are Will and Peters other cousins from Connecticut” Margie told me, “This is Ursula…” she gestured toward the 13 year old, “And this is Augusta” gesturing toward the 15 year old. “Now that you’ve finally arrived, we can all get ready to go skiing!”

I went down to the room my cousins and I would be. We stayed in the basement since all of us knew the house well and had been vacationing in it our entire lives. Ursula and Augusta had never been in the house so they got the nice fancy guest room on the floor above us.

Starting to get changed I thought of how great it was that I got to stay in the same house for an entire weekend with two hot girls. They were upstairs naked right now getting on boots and hats. The thought gave me a boner, so I quickly changed into my snow pants and headed up stairs.

The uncles packed the skis up and we were off. I didn’t spend much time with the girls on the hill because they were off with their parents and I was off with my cousins. Through the entirety of the day I kept thinking about Ursula and her sister. I wondered what they looked like taking showers. Normally obsessing over a girl I had just met this much wasn’t my style, but the way she kept looking at me when we were in the house told me she wanted something as well.

Back at the house we had dinner. Ursula was seated across the table from me and all the kids were talking. She kept looking at me and I kept watching her. Ursula wanted some salt and pepper so she reached across the table to grab the two shakers in front of me. Since the day had basically ended, she decided to relax and put on some more comfortable clothing. During the meal she was wearing a tank top and soccer shorts so when she leaned forward I saw right down Ursula’s shirt.