That Saturday I didn’t have any commitments. But since I was short on money, I’d have to stay home. The sun was inviting, so I decided on a “poor man’s” kind of entertainment. I told my aunt I’d be up on the roof sunbathing. The “roof” was really just a concrete slab built over the back half of my aunt’s house, started by her husband and never finished because he died before the construction was completed. They had planned to build another floor there, where my apartment would be, with its own separate entrance and everything.

I grabbed the tanning oil, a towel, and a Styrofoam cooler with a few beers and went up. I also took a book I meant to leaf through while I still had the energy, and another towel that I spread on the floor, plus a pillow to use as a cushion. A cap and dark glasses completed my “poor man’s” look...

As the heat built up, I forgot where I was and ended up stripping completely, taking off my shorts and even my briefs. Lying there, I tried to read, but the position was uncomfortable. After the third can of beer, the letters seemed to blur together and I gave up on reading. I turned onto my stomach and lay in the sun, planning to tan for a few minutes. I ended up dozing off...

I don’t know how long I stayed there, but I woke with a strange feeling, a weight on my back and a heat that wasn’t coming from the sun overhead. My hands were up, my legs were spread, and someone—a male, definitely—was fucking me in the ass. I tried to push back, but it was someone heavier than me, positioned between my legs, holding them open and letting his cock find its way easily into my asshole.

The head was already inside my ass, which I could feel getting slick, as the cock slowly penetrated my insides. Who was fucking me like that, without even waking me up, invading my privacy that way?

I pushed again, but the man stayed silent and, with one hand on the back of my neck, kept me from turning my head toward him. The other hand was squeezing my ass, right near my hole, as if massaging me so the dick could get in more comfortably. A thought hit me as I felt that hand in that exact spot. My cousin Augusto!

“Augusto!” I whispered, so my aunt downstairs wouldn’t hear.

The man stopped the invasion for an instant, but didn’t back away a single inch. The hand on the back of my neck stopped pressing, and I managed to twist my body a little, just enough to see who was fucking my ass at that hour of the morning. It really was my cousin.

“What did you expect, cousin? Naked up here, with that sexy ass inviting me?”

Still adjusting himself, but without pulling his cock out of my ass, Augusto explained that he had come to Belém to make some payments for his parents and decided to stop by Aunt Ana’s house—his mother’s sister and my late father’s sister.

“Lucky me, right?” he said, moving his hips and making his cock throb and slide a little deeper into my little ass.

I was almost on my side, so I moved my leg to get into a more comfortable position. Augusto was still dressed, only his cock was out. I put my knee against his chest and shoved him, making him break away from me.

“If we’re gonna fuck, do it right...” I complained, then demanded that he strip too.

My cousin then got rid of his clothes and soon he was sitting on the towel where I had been lying, and I was delighting in his hardened shaft, drawing sighs and moans from him. Then he lay down and I got on top of him, continuing to suck him while he licked and teased my little ass with his quick, experienced tongue. Augusto must have been without sex for some time, because he didn’t last even five minutes and soon filled my mouth with cream. I had fucked less than a week before, but you never get tired of that milk.

Even after he came, I didn’t let his cock go soft, continuing to suck it hard and massaging his balls. Then Augusto put me face down again, like I had been when I fell asleep, and came over me. First he sucked and bit my ass, using the thumbs of both hands to stretch my hole; then he mounted me and his cock slowly went in, tearing through my folds all over again.

When the dick was buried all the way in, he lay on top of me, keeping my legs open and moving his hips, pounding his cock into me. He fucked me like that for about ten minutes. Then he lifted his body and, without pulling out, made me turn over and carried me in his arms, holding me by the butt and taking me to the wall near the water tank. I was propped on my elbows against the ledge that was behind my back, and with my legs wrapped around his waist, I kept riding with pleasure that cock going in and out of my ass.

Augusto lifted me again and we went back to the towel. He lowered me slowly and I delighted in being fucked like that, without loosening the “scissors” I had locked around him with my legs. Then he grabbed my legs, forced them apart, and freed himself. But he kept holding me by the heels and kept fucking my ass hard, now deeper because of the position I was in. I couldn’t take it and ended up coming, splattering my face and hair.

As always happens when I come with a cock buried in my little ass, it was squeezed even tighter by the muscles of the sphincter and soon Augusto was coming too, washing me inside with his hot, delicious milk. The effort left him exhausted and he collapsed on top of me, still keeping his cock throbbing in my greedy little hole.

I think we fell asleep in the full midday sun. We woke up to Aunt Ana calling us to come eat lunch. We took a quick shower, dried off, and got dressed so our aunt wouldn’t suspect anything. We ate lunch, watched a bit of TV, and when Aunt Ana went off for her nap, we went back up to the slab for our sex session.

Since Augusto’s bus wouldn’t leave until 7 p.m., we fucked until 5 p.m. It was more than two hours of sex, enough to make up for the fucking we’d had out in the interior and that hadn’t happened again for almost a year. My little ass was practically skinned from being fucked in the ass so much, but it was worth it... Augusto’s cock is really delicious...

We agreed to see each other again the following week, since he’d need to come to the capital on Thursday and could stay through the weekend. Since my aunt’s house only has two bedrooms—mine and hers—we already had our weekend plans guaranteed.

And it would certainly take forever to get here...