Hidden Resort
A long awaited encounter, finally occurs. Two souls meet together. But they get separated forever.
Warning: This story is long, (like very long) in fact is so long it took me 2 weeks to pen down. It’s not perfect. And expect lots of commas and dots. (And sexy stuff too). Sorry for password protecting it. But I wanted to have some advance readers. xD Hey don’t complain. I still haven’t revised it. I will in the next few days though. 
(Dec 10, 2009) – Password protected
(Dec 21, 2009) – 1st Draft Published
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I wasn’t looking forward to this trip. I would, if my aunt wasn’t going. She’s the meanest person you can ever find on this earth. She does not hit people. Well she does, but with words. That’s the hardest to do so. She’s always making fun of you. Saying mean stuff about you. Right in you’re face. But that’s no the point here. In the back of my mind, I knew I was actually looking forward to this trip. Why? Mainly one reason. My crush. We didn’t see each other that often. But whenever I see him, my crush on him comes back. We don’t see each other for a couple of months. But when I see him. I’m instantly reminded why my crush is so intense. Why do I like him. He has a perfect body, he’s sweet to the people around him, he makes you try to feel comfortable even though of the situation you might be in. There’s just one tiny little problem. He’s my cousin.
Surprised? I was too when I figured out why it was so awkward to talk to him. The worst part was. He left me to suffer with vauge memories of him. During 2 years of my life. I didn’t see him in 2 years. Actually seeing him was the only reason I went to those stupid family reunions. We got along pretty well. But after 2 years of not seeing each other. We grew apart. It was difficult knowing that I would see him again. That fateful day of his return. ‘He might as well stayed in LA’ I repeated to myself, over and over agin in my head.
Slowly but surly we made that ‘friendship’ bond again. But this time it was different. We were heading out to a family reunion in his father apartment. The apartments weren’t finished, they were still in construction. But the social area was done. And so his father wanted to make a family reunion there. The men,(as they always did) could watch the game. And the woman could mingle. Fun times! Since I was a male I had to pretend I actually liked American Football. A good thing came out of it. The players were hot. !! And there butt’s showed through that tight leg in they wore. His name? Jose, born and raised in a spanish family. My family was separated in 2 parts. His side which stayed in Mexico were we all were born. And my side, which went to Texas. I was born and raised there. We called him Joe (a trucker name, I know). But that we could actually pronounce. My family was in Mexico for vacation. And I guess my Uncle wanted to get the family together since we were all here.
I woke up, frantic screams from my mother.
“Son! Wake up! We have only 30 minutes till we have to go pick up you’re Grandma” she said, at her highest pitch possible.
“All right, all right. No need to shout” I said still sleepy. I was woken from a really good dream, I must say.
“Sorry. Will you get dressed already. Thanks” She left the room in a panic state. My Grandma was kinda special. She was a very punctual person. And we mustn’t arrive late for her. If we did, we would get a very boring speech about punctuality. And she was sure to give the bad eye to my mother, at the party. I woke up, and changed into the first thing I found. No time to fix my hair. My mother still putting on makeup shouted.
“Are you ready!?”
“Give me a minute OK!”
My dad was watching TV. He was surly something football related. I grabbed a shirt. And before placing it on I sprayed some deodorant.
“I’m not that bad” I said to myself. I was Twink, and had little to no muscle in my arms. But it was much better from my older look. At least I could take of my shirt. And not feel ashamed about it. I snapped myself out of my daydream. And placed on my shirt. Brushed my teeth, and walked to the living room. I was sure my mother would be waiting for me there. My dad already in the car.
“Are you ready?” She said.
“Yeah, let’s go” She then stood up, and tried to accommodate my hair. As she always did.
“You should at least brushed you’re hair.”
“Mom I’m not 12″
“Sure you’re not, but you have to be presentable for you’re Grandma.” I rolled my eyes.
“Whatever”
“I know she’s a bitch, but she’s you’re only grandma. At least try to be nice with her.” She said, one hand over my shoulder. We heard the horn on my father’s car. We stepped down the stairs. And walked to the car. I looked back at our house. ‘Finally it’s all ours’ I thought to myself. We were paying rent for this house for the last 3 years. And we weren’t living in it. And the land master finally decided to sell us the house. And we didn’t pay anything, because he took all the rent from the 3 years. And summed it all up. And that’s what we payed for the house.
“Stop daydreaming!” My mom shouted. And I sure did. I headed for the car. Stepped in the back seat. My father turned on the car. And we head out.
We arrived for Grandma. She was waiting outside. As usual. There was no stopping here, the only problem was she was a very duvious person. She liked to wake up early in the morning. Very early in the morning. More like 6 AM in the morning. As usual she started with, all her things trying criticize my mother in front of her. My mother of course made her best’s effort’s to counter attack her. It then grew into a battle field. Like it always did. And the worst part is. The car wasn’t even moving. Then there was an awkward silence. I hated that. I grabbed my iPod, the headphones were tangled up. I was getting frustrated even though the car wasn’t even moving. Finally, they untangled. My dad sighed and finally we were moving.
It wasn’t a whole hour later until we arrive at the Dam resort. The resort was beautiful. To bad I had to share it with me grandma. I looked at the dock. And out of the corner of my eye. I saw him, Perfect in his every essence. He looked up, was he looking at me? Apparent so, he smiled. And waved hello. I smiled back. Awkwardly I waved hello to him I probably looked like an idiot. He had a small hair. Probably a machine shear. He liked his hair small, he was a wearing a white shirt. And a swimsuit. Next to him was a water bike. He very much like that sport. In fact he liked any kind of extreme sport. He tried to turn on the water bike. It sputtered, and it died. As soon as I heard this. I rushed down to the dock to see what was wrong. I was no mechanic and neither was he. So why bother. But still, men will be men. And when there something wrong with something. They must try and fix it, men will be men. The engine sputtered and died again.
“Hey Joe” I smiled gently at him.
“Hey!” He said, in his sweet male voice. That voice powerful enough to brake a mountain but soft enough to put a child to sleep. “Mind giving me a hand whit this?” He said, looking down at the open motor. The bike, beneath it’s seat had all the engine. He tried the engine once again. It didn’t work.
“You know what’s wrong with it?” I asked, placing one hand over my hip.
“I have no idea.” he said looking up at me.
“You’re good with machines, right?” I frowned to myself. (‘Electronics, not machines’ I thought to myself)
“Umm not really, but I’ll give it a go if you like”
“Well I don’t want you messing with my mechanics. But look if you can find anything out of the ordinary. That would be much appreciated.” I laid down on my stomach. So that I could reach clearly with my hands.
“Look, here’s the motor.” he said pointing at it.
“Isn’t there anyway to open it. Maybe a bug got stuck on it or something. Maybe seaweed. This Dam seems to be really filthy.”
“Hey, people do clean this Dam”
“Doesn’t seem like it.” I said looking out at the horizon.
“I’ll be sure to tell the Mexican Government” And with that he won. He was always the one to win the discussions. He was really good at debating. You didn’t want to get in an argument with him. I looked at the bike ashamed.
“Look there something green inside the motor.”
“Yea right, don’t change the subject dude.” He pushed me by my shoulder. Playfully of course. I laughed, and being the clumsy guy I am. I fell into the water. Like a plane trying to glide after being shot. He looked at me in doubt I wasn’t coming out. (xD) Actually you could see from under the water. But you could not see from the top of it. I laid under there, until my body floated. He smiled, I think in relief that I was OK. He started laughing. That nice laugh that I so much liked. I pushed myself up. Ashamed of myself.
He sighed and got back to work. After a couple of minutes he became very silent. Not saying a single word. ‘Should I say something?’ I didn’t really know what was the right thing to do.
“I’m sorry, I think I threw you on accident.” He said not looking up.
“That’s all right, don’t worry about it dude. I’m clumsy as it is.” I said, ending with a smile. I got a laugh out of him though.
“I know, how we can get you dry in no time.”
“How?”
“You’ll see.” He jumped out of the bike. And landed next to me. I stood up. Very close to his face I must say. And then he took my hand, pulling me. Something I did not expect. Hidden at the end of the dock. Was yet another bike.
“You have two water skies?!” I said almost surprised. Which shouldn’t be because of all my family heritage.
“Hop on.” He said, and knowing how he was, there was no way he’d go slow on this thing.
“Um, you’ll drive slow right?”
“You know me, there’s no way that’s happening.” He said smiling. He stretched out his hand.
“I can manage don’t worry.” I went on the back seat. Holding my self from the handles at the back. The ride was going to be bumpy. I could feel it. Soon after he raced and headed towards the mountain. The wind, it was like tiny daggers piercing through you’re skin. The meter now marked 50 KM/H. We were going faster, weren’t we? Well at least it seemed like it. The wind perching through my face, like needles on you’re face, though they were ice cold.
“You might(wanna hold)on” I hold heard half of what he said.
“OK” I shouted over the wind. The wind carrying my words to my back. I had wonder if he had heard them. He probably did, because he looked forward again. He then made a quick U turn on the water. I felt like I was going to fall.
“JOE!” I said, almost falling onto the water. He just laughed.
There was a really big mountain. He was driving to the other side of it. Behind it, trying to hide something. Though I don’t know what he wanted to hide. We shared everything. We were like brothers. The bike slowly came to a stop. His mood has once again changed into something very serious. I hated when he did that. The speedometer read ’0′ We weren’t moving.
“Something wrong Joe?” I asked, hesitantly he sighed. Nervous of what he was going to say.
“No, nothing’s wrong. I just have something to tell you” He stood up, and gave a 180 degrees turn. He was now facing me.
“Sure what is it? Tell me anything.” I said, not knowing what was going to happen.
“I love you.” I smiled.
“Dude, I love you too, you’re my cousin. Were supposed to love each other, even if we don’t want to.”
“No, I love you, beyond cousin’s.”
“…” I didn’t know how to react, he was very honest about his feelings. I smiled, shyly.
“Then I guess I have something to tell you” his expression changed. He was curious now.
“What is it?”
“I’m gay, I have been so since I was 15. And ever since I knew you even existed. I have had a tre….” He propelled himself to my. Stopping, centimeters from my face. He stood up. I don’t know how he could keep balance. The bike was shaking with the waves. I immediately felt my stomach drop. His breath, was sprouting on my face. His essence was that of a flower, and at the same time. He smelled like a wet lion. Ready to attack his prey. ‘Should I say something?’ I questioned myself. There was no need for such a thing. He finished what he started and kissed me. His lips were dry from the air. But they slowly became wet as he kissed mine. He then pulled back, smiled. That smiled I love. ‘Was this really happening’ Was I dreaming, and if so when would I wake up. Because this dream just tortured me in every essence of my body.
“I must be dreaming”
“You’re not”
“How do you know, you might be part of my dream. You might be just a faction of my imagination. I’ve have had a crush on you for 2 years straight.”
“Shut up and kiss me” He finally said. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening. And how was it happening. Yes I mentioned this before. But still I was so shocked by the situation. He pulled back, saliva falling from the tip of his lips. He smiles once again.
“How about we do something else?” He said, rubbing his hand against my arm.
“What you had in mind?” I said, a smiled was planted on my face. I actually couldn’t stop smiling.
“There’s a little old abandoned shack over by the prairie. You wanna go?” He said, looking at the old shack. It’s my dad’s, but we never use it any more.”
“So, you’re saying that you want to use me for a good fuck. And then we basically pretend like it never happened.” Was that to direct? I think it was He was a bit shocked by what I had just said.
“Yes, yea, that would be nice.” he said, not knowing what to expect for an answer.
“Then what are we waiting for” He turned around. Started the engine. And drove of to the shack. I got close to him, and grabbed him by his waist. I was so close to him, I could smell his essence being drawn down by the chilling wind. It smelled like wet dog, combined with wet tennis shoes. I liked it. I have always had a knack for sporting goods. Specially in sex, they were a fantasy of mine. He parked the water jet, tied the rope around a tree. And pointed me to the shack. We walked through some kind of jungle. I went behind him, mesmerizing every look of his back. His t-shirt was still a little wet. Anyway, when we arrived at the tiny little house, I was surprised. The house already had a mattress laying on the floor. Candles on the floor, next to a corner. This was really romantic. He probably had all setup beforehand. He was going to tell me anyway, and was hoping to get some action I suppose. Well I was hoping that would happen as well.
“I see you were all setup”
“Yes, I was going to tell you, and I kinda had the idea you were also gay. So in hopes i had prepared all this.”
“Wow, that’s really sweet of you.”
He smiled, you know that smile. We both sat down on the floor and there was a moment of awkward silence. We then look at each other, ready for what was going to happen. And we both had accepted the consequences. I was ready, and so was he. We slowly leaned in and started to kiss.
This time he was a bit more adventurous. His tongue tangled with mine. His saliva tasted so good. He tasted like pond water, but it was still good. The glaring sun piercing in through the window. Probably shining on his face illuminating his true essence. I passed my hand through his short hair, feeling his skin over his cloths. I took his shirt off, he had a small hip, and a bit of a belly. But that just added all the more to the moment. I was horny by now. And so was he. He took my shirt off, his soft skin touching against mine. I loved that feeling. We were both still in jeans. But he was quick to take them off. I helped him, I uncovered he was wearing a yellow speedo under them. His buldge was already huge. I didn’t really expected for him to be this big. But I was ready, and so was he. He separated his lips from mine. He looked at me, his eyes were fixed on mine. He kissed me lips, then moved to my pecks, then my stomach. Unbuttoning my pants. White boxers under them. My cock was already massive. I coulndt hold it any longer inside my pants. He slowly removed my boxers. Leaving them only midway. Enough for my cock to come out. He slowly started to suck me. It felt so good. He knew exactly wen to stop. He wanted me to suck his. I did as I was commanded. Removing his speedo. His cock was huge I would have guess 8 inches. I sucked him, he moaned in pleasure. I took it all in, it tasted so good.
“Stop, Stop! I want this to last longer” he said, grabbing my hair. And pulling me up. He was like a fierce lion when it came to this things. Ready to attack his prey. Knowing exactly what he want’s and getting it, no matter the cost.
He looked at me, straight in the eyes.
“I want to be inside you” He said as he sexy as he could.
“I want you inside me” I sad as fast as I could. He took out the condom he had prepared and slipped it in. I layed down on my stomach. He slowly went on top of me. And went in position. He slowly went inside me. It felt painful. At first I couldn’t take his massive cock. I started to moan loudly in pain. He placed his hand over me mouth.
“Shh! They’ll hear us. Bite me if you need to” And thats what I did. I started to bite his hand. He moaned loudly as I did this. He then shut himself up. I guess he liked it. He went faster. Each time getting faster. He slowly came to a stop. It was perfect, everything was perfect. He laughed, at himself.
“I’ve never had anything like that with a guy.” He said. He took his cock out.
“That was amazing.” He said.
“Really?”
“Yea, you’re a really good bottom.”
We smiled quirkily at each other. He laid down. His back facing me.
“You know, maybe we could do this another time. We are going to get separated after all.” He said. Was I that good of a bottom?
“Yea, that would be nice.”
“When are you guy’s leaving.”
“The day after tomorrow.”
“So soon?!” I stood up.
“Yea, my dad doesn’t want to stay very long.”
“Maybe we could.”
“You know what, forget it. It was a stupid thing to say. I’m sorry. He stood up, and sat on the edge of the mattress.
“Maybe we should leave things as they are. Becuase I don’t want to give you false hope. And this could never work out.”
“Yea I guess you’re right. You know, I have already accepted that fact.”
“He turned around. His eyes watery.” He stood up. I was standing up. But he carried my effortlessly like a baby. He looked at me. And kissed me. Like those goodbyes kisses couple give each other when there not going to see each other again.
I felt a tear run down his cheek.
