I was born and raised in Canada. My father was in the Army, and was very strict but fair during my formative years.
I grew up with two sisters and as I was the youngest, I recieved more Lee Way than they did.
I joined the Canadian Army at the age of 16, which back in the 60's, could be done with the signature of your Guardian. In my case, my Father.
I had gone through all my basic training, and had graduated with Highest Honours. Which meant that I was selected for Special Training which sent me through several experiences that helped shape to what I am today.
This story starts after I had gone through 21/2 years of in depth training, and at the ripe old age of 18, I found myself as a Corporal, with several special qualifications, including being qualified as a Sniper and Air Borne.These qualifications, saw me headed to an African Country for an Emergency Rescue of Embassy Staff and fellow Country men who were trapped in the said country,which was goimg through the pains of becoming Independant. I was granted a one week Embarcation Leave, which I spent with my Aunt and Uncle who resided in Montreal.
My Father had come to meet me there, and we spent this very special time together, where we bonded as only Brothers in Arms can do
While I was at my relatives home, I was introduced to my younger Cousin Lise, who was one year younger than I was. Tall for a girl at 5' 11". she was dark haired and with a beautiful face and a killer slim body that I couldn't help but notice.
I am 6' 1" tall and at this time, I was very fit and weighed in at 200 lbs. With dark brown hair and in uniform, I must admit that I cut a very sharp figure.
When I got off the train in Montreal, my Aunt and my Cousin met me at the station. Lisewas 17 years old then, and I was imeadiatly takem with her, as at 6' 1", I was considered tall, and was used to women who were shorter than me. As tall people seem to reign in our family, she was almost eye to eye with me, and was slim though with a perfect figure, which to me , cried out for attention from the opposite sex. But this was my cousin, and I wasn't about to start anything that was Illeagle. Especially Incest, and especially with her parents and my Dad around. This to me, just wasn't done.
When we arrived at my Aunt and Uncles house, I was Informed that my Dad was to sleep in the spare room, and that I was to take over my Cousins room while she would sleep in the Den which had a davenport that opened up into a bed.
After a nice Dinner, my relatives asked Dad and I if we wanted to go to the Base to the Officers Club. My Uncle was a Major, and My Dad was a Colonel. Dad said yes, but seeimg as I was tired from the long train ride from my base to their home, I opted out and retired to the bedroom to get some sleep.
After a good shower, I fell asleep almost asd soon as my head hit the pillow. I was awakened by the sound of the bedroom door opening and was greeted by the sight of my cousin framed in the doorway, wearing a very sheer nightgown, which with the light behind her, depicted her slim body as if she was wearing nothing at all.
I tried to fake being asleep, but she seemed to sense that I was awake, as she softly said my name, asking; "Jake can I talk to you?" I couldn't resist answering her and said yes.
Softly closing the bedroom door, she turned on a soft light on the dresser, and came to sit on the edge of the bed.
With the soft light, I could see right through her night gown, which allowed me to see her small perfect breasts with small perky nipples straining against the thin material. I tried to avoid my gaze, but my eyes kept returning to those perfect globes that I suddenly felt that I should be touching and suckling.
She started telling of the problems she was having at schooll, where she was taller that the boys she was interested in, but was too shy to approach as she felt out of place and all her friends teased her and called her names like "Olive Oyl" or "Skinny Min Min" or "Stretch".
I talked with her, and told her that all this would pass with time and that she would find someone that wanted her for who she was, but as I was talking to her, I couldn't keep my eyes from wandering to those perfect mounds which were visible through her night dress, and to the rest of her prefect body that seemed to be calling out to me. I wanted to feel my hands gliding over the soft sliken material of her night gown. feeling her small firm nipples against my palms, as I explored her perfect nubile body. These thoughts, I tried to force away from my mind, as they were not right! This was my younger cousin and I couldn't be having these thoughts. This was not right!!
As we sspoke, she kept rrubbing my leg through the sheet that was covering me. I always slept naked, and now I found myself having to roll over onto my side, as my cock was responding to her caress on my leg, and would have tented the sheet like never before.!!! I was getting a HARD ON from my younger cousin touchiong my leg!!! This couldn't be!!! Or so I thought.
Here I was with a beautiful 17 year old teenager, who was apparently starving for attention that I was craving to give her.