The Cousin of the Interior – Flaquin & Pajaro
I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW THAT COUSIN Edu was gifted until the first time I saw him naked: he was looking at the hole in the toilet, pissing, distracted, the door ajar. He didn’t even notice that I was looking from afar.
I was passing through the corridor. It was a quick glance. When I focused my eyes there was the hairy rod, the chubby balls, pouring a waterfall of piss – I love it! Then he shook the slat, put it in his underwear and I heard the sound of the toilet flushing.
I went to sleep thinking about all those inches.
He? Eduardo. My country cousin. Half cowboy, half maromba. Cute bearded guy. He came to sleep at home that day. I think if I measured it with a ruler it would be about 19 or 20 centimeters, I’m not sure. I was ridiculously happy to know he kept that brute in his pants.
