This morning I woke up with a raging hard-on thinking about a few past experiences with my brother in law! I start stroking my cock for all its worth and blow a load all over my stomach, as my eyes are closed and I think about my sisters' husband and I, experimenting, just the two of us.
This true story starts a few years ago. I had to change the name of my brother in law for this story, since they live in a small town in Beaver County, outside of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. My sister brings her boyfriend Matt over to meet my parents and the brothers and sisters. When my sister brought Matt over to meet all of us, he reminded me of a guy from a small town; tee shirts, jeans, moustache. Without sounding harsh or negative, he is just a red neck sort of guy. He had a great personality, about 5' 9", average build, sort of slim, brown thick hair, almost hairless chest and just the kind of guy you wouldn't notice in a crowd or maybe you would! Matt seemed very genuine and you could carry on various conversations with him regarding just about anything, and it was very easy to make him laugh and have fun! In Beaver County, he fit right in with most of the guys there, sort of in a time warp, unaffected by the changing times. Not a good thing, but definitely not a bad thing either. You probably get my drift, but there is no other way I can explain it. I guess knowing he was from New Brighton PA and we were from Monaca didn't make that much of a difference. I was born and raised in Monaca, but moved to Pittsburgh quite a while ago. I guess growing up, there were always the types of guys you would see coming out of concerts, bars and even to this day at the Beaver Valley Mall that are so down to earth with their trucks, flannel, wife and kids. It's not the married thing I find interesting, I think it's the wholesome fact that these guys are just everyday guys and very, very genuine. In fact if you watch some of the old porn movies, these guys were not the muscled kind of guys, just the everyday type that catch your eye for whatever reason.
Anyhow, my sister and Matt grew together along with getting married and having kids, you know the whole family kind of thing. I didn't spend as much time around my family that as I should of; I was busy traveling, working and forging my own niche in life. I would only see my sister and Matt about twice a year and that was it! As time passed Matt seemed to catch my eye more and more, however my sister's husband, messing around, etc, you know those kind of things don't mix. I would, on occasion catch a nice glimpse of Matt from the back side or see a nice mound in the front of his pants. Better yet, I'd go over to visit them this one time and I walk into the living room to find Matt sleeping on the sofa. While my sister is outside I decide to take a peek in the living room and I see Matt lying on the sofa, spread eagle with just his shorts on. It was as clear as the day that he had a hard-on protruding from his briefs. He must have been shifting around while he was sleeping and the side of his shorts shifted to where most of his crotch was in plain view. That kind of view just made my cock stand straight up, rock hard in a few seconds! I stood there for a few minutes as quiet as I could because I didn't want to wake him and I really didn't want to leave either. It looked like he was packin' a nice fucking thick tool in his briefs! Matt looked so fucking hot lying there. No shirt, smooth chest, dark hair and a nice bulge in his shorts. You could tell he was hard and thick! If I could of, I would of taken a load of his right then and there..
My cock is still fucking raging. It's hard to hide 8-1/2" while you're in shorts yourself. I turn around and head upstairs to the bathroom to try and take a piss. I actually have to wait a few minutes for my cock to go down so the piss will start to flow. After about 3 or 4 minutes my cock starts to soften, I piss and I head back downstairs. I peek in one more time and Matt is gone! I start to head outside. I walk through the kitchen and he's in the kitchen grabbing something to drink. Matt comes out from behind the fridge door and as he closes the door I glance down and you can tell he never readjusted his bulge. From the bulge in his shorts, he still looks partially hard. I look back up at him; he sort of smiles and reaches his hand straight down inside of his shorts. You can see his nice smooth chest as his hand glides past his navel, down into his shorts to readjust himself. I quickly glance over and down again, you can see a nice fucking THICK mound of dark brown hair inside of his shorts. He is moving his cock around in his briefs and not having any problem with opening his shorts up as much as he can so he can shift his cock around. If he would have pulled his shorts down about another half inch I would have seen all of his cock. As he is wrestling around inside of his shorts and shuffling his cock around he says "got to move some things around in here", scratches his balls and out comes his hand.
Matt always had a nice bulge and it didn't matter what shorts or pants he had on. It must have been the briefs he wore or something, anything he wore he always showed a nice bulge and you could always see an outline of exactly where his cock was. I don't fucking know, but just thinking about what just happened, wouldn't allow me to think about anything else! After a moment or so the two of us went outside and joined my sister. Shit we must of talked for 4 hours, had a few beers and just carried on. Me still looking over at Matt while he was talking and thinking how fucking lucky my sister is to have someone like that! Man I was in 7th heaven sitting there, across from Matt checking him out from head to toe while we are talking, pretty awesome view if you asked me, only wearing shorts and nothing else. Sometimes you could see the outline of his balls when he was sitting there and better yet, depending on how he moved around you could see his briefs when he spread his legs open while he was sitting there talking! Talk about a nice bulge all the time. He is packing something in there, not sure what it was, whatever it was it was a nice sight to see!
That was probably the last time I spent time with them for a few years and I guess nothing lasts forever as you will see. A few years later, my sister and Matt had a few kids and life seems to be normal. They don't bother with my folks a whole lot, they sort of do their own thing. A few times we meet again and hang out, I get to meet a few of Matt's brothers, and I can tell where Matt gets his looks from, fucking hot looking brothers a few younger than him and I think one or two older than him. Wouldn't mind being stuck in a hotel room all night with all of them! The older brother has a few kids and I think he left his wife, but he is also one hot mother-fucker. Tall, dark hair, slender, nice build and he also carries on the family tradition of having a sizeable bulge in his pants.. The thought of tag teaming these guys has definitely crossed my mind!
Well a few years later on Christmas day everyone meets at my folks' house for Christmas. Christmas started out pretty much the way it always does, kids running around, presents to open, dinner to eat and fun to be had. However this Christmas was a Christmas not to ever forget. I won't provide a lot of details about the bad part of this holiday, because I don't want it to ruin my story the way our Christmas was ruined. Let's just say my mom comes into the living room and seems pretty upset about something. I ask her what's wrong and she mentions something about Matt coming here drunk and high and she doesn't like him being like that, let alone driving my sister and their kids over for the holidays. I can't remember the entire chain of events because everything happened so fast; I only remember my younger brother getting upset, my father yelling, my mom almost in tears and my sister's kids all upset and Matt disappeared, nowhere to be seen. Well that started something between my mom and my sister. So my sister decided to take her kids home, however she was too upset to drive, so my older sister drove my younger sister and her kids home, back to New Brighton.
Since my older sister was driving her home, she needed a ride back home because she was using my younger sisters' car. I told them they could follow me over and I would bring my older sister back home. So off we went, me, in my two-seater and my older sister a mile or so behind me driving through the snow, through downtown Monaca heading towards New Brighton. It was so fucking cold outside and the snow was falling all around me as I drove. I was driving down Main Street or whatever the main drag of Monaca is called. As I'm heading towards the Monaca Post Office, I see someone walking to the right of me without a coat! Fuck, man, who the hell would be out walking in this without a coat! As I start to approach the person, clearly it looks like Matt and since he disappeared, who knows it could have been, but it might not be him. Sure enough, the closer I get the more and more it looks like him. I pulled down my passenger window as I come right up to him and yell, hey you asshole, what the fuck is going on and get the fuck in here. It's fucking 1 degree outside, you have no coat on and you're going to freeze to death even before you get home if that's where you're headed.
Matt looks in the car, says "fuck you" and keeps walking. I figured no loss to me, but I also figured, he's drunk, stoned and whatever else. I stopped the car and just said Matt come on, get in the car, I'll ride you home and things will look better in the morning! He looked at me, brown eyes, dark moustache, sort of sad and all alone. I said come on; he opened the door and hopped into my car. I closed the window and looked behind me and it seems like my older sister is further back than I thought! Now I'm thinking what is my sister going to say when she finds out I picked him up and I'm taking him home? Hopefully Matt's wife is happy so they can sort out this mess on Christmas, but I know my older sister will want to tear into him!
So we're driving slow due to the snow and the ice, we're talking. Matt's upset because he doesn't know what caused what and he doesn't even know what the fuck to do and so on... So we talk and talk and I try to tell him things will be okay and you have to respect my parents and do whatever you can do to get along with everyone. My folks are so down to earth and laid back but the only thing they won't tolerate is drinking and driving, especially with their grandchildren in the car.
So the closer we get to their house the more I notice how drunk Matt is, but not TOO drunk to where he can't talk. I can understand anything and everything he is saying. We pull up to his house and talk a few more minutes. My sisters pull up and my older sister sees Matt getting out of the car and takes the kids into the house so they don't have to go through anything more tonight. Matt and his wife (my younger sister) start talking. I try stand far enough away so they can iron out what they need to iron out. Next thing you know I turn around, Matt is walking down the block, head down and mumbling something very loud. My younger sister goes into the house and I walk quickly to catch up to Matt. I catch up to him and all he can say is "things are SO fucked up he's going to his mothers and staying for awhile." His mom lives quite a few blocks away, close to a mile or two and Matt still doesn't have a coat and its still 1 degree outside. I told Matt to hop in the car and I'll take him down. I yelled into the house as Matt was walking to the car and told my older sister I would be right back...
Matt and I start driving to the end of the block and I figured as we're driving to his mom's house let's talk about something else to take his mind off of tonight's chain of events. Meanwhile I am fucking boiling that this is Christmas Day and how fucked up everything has turned out. I didn't want to just leave Matt alone as if he had no one to talk to. I can only think that its tough growing up with the family history that he had and genuinely Matt used to be or still is a great guy. Right now he just seems lost in this world and can't look at what he has around him...
Anyhow so we're driving and talking and he is sitting there with khaki pants on, which look great on him. You could see a nice outline of his thighs as well as the nice bulge he always carries in his pants. With him sitting only a few inches away from me you can see a nice mound in the front of his pants. I'm thinking damn, I would love to know what's inside of those pants of his, but I know he's upset, my sister's husband, kids, and the whole nine yards. So we're a few blocks from his mom's house and for whatever reason he just pops up and says, so your sister told me you're gay! I was fucking shocked, as this red-necked guy actually came out and said this. I've messed around with both sexes before, couldn't decide what I wanted or liked or had fun with the best, and then decided I might be gay. So as shocked as I was that Matt brought this up, I said "yeah, might look that way!" Knowing that Matt is such a red-neck type of guy, I was really surprised that he would even just blurt something like that out.
I figured my Christmas is shot to hell and I was wondering why he would even mention this based on everything that just happened. I guess to think about it now; we are never alone to even discuss something like this. So after I said it looked that way, I asked him what he thought! Well that changed the tone and the thoughts on a lot of things... First Matt has been in jail a few times before for minor things. He started to tell me some things he did in jail, but didn't get into a lot of detail. So while he was telling me this, my cock shot up to the thickening size of 8+" in a flash, no hesitation what-so-ever! As I'm listening to him I figured he must be telling me this for a reason; maybe he's bi, maybe he's into guys sucking on his cock, maybe he's horny, maybe anything, who knows. I reached over and grabbed his left hand and placed his hand firmly on my fucking rock hard cock and gave his hand a squeeze so he could FEEL my hard COCK in his hand! I also wanted him to know he was turning me on and I wanted him to feel my fucking rock hard cock! He looked at me, smiled and said "FUCK" man! As he was talking about a few things, I kept my hand on his and would raise my hips some and squeeze his hand so he could FEEL how long and how hard my cock was. He couldn't take his eyes off of his hand for the next few minutes. So he asked me how big my cock was and I told him. I figured if he could ask me, then I could ask him, so I asked him the same and he told me about 6" or 7". I told him it sounded like he had a nice cock! He didn't seem to think his size was that great, but I assured him size doesn't matter to me and it doesn't and based on what I saw before, it WAS fucking NICE! The entire time I kept thinking about him laying on the sofa that day and how fucking great it would of been to wrap my lips around his cock! While we're discussing, he is still squeezing and saying "FUCK MAN" that is rock solid and nice! So I just left his hand there and I would still squeeze his hand hard so he could REALLY FEEL MY COCK! Fuck, squeezing my cock any longer and I would have shot a huge load that would of soaked the front of my pants. This red-neck is one HOT mother fucker and he just looks so innocent and lost while we're talking.
As I stated before Matt didn't get into any details about what he did in jail. He would only say a few times he's done things he never, ever thought he would of done or even thought about! He also said some of the things he's done would make my head spin! Now my mind is racing 1,000 miles a minute, wondering and thinking about him fucking my sister, fucking some guys even thinking about his hot wet mouth wrapped around my cock, deep throating me all the way down to the base of my cock. Right now we are sort of in front of his mom's house, about half block down from there. I pull over to the side of the road, turn my car off and you can hear the dead silence as we're talking. Matt's hand is still squeezing my cock and watching the snow gently fall! Up ahead you can see some people going in and out of his mom's house, but you can't really make out who it is. Matt mentioned he should take his hand off of my cock since there might be some people coming past. I told him, if that's where your mom lives, we're far enough away and no one is parked behind us, you can just leave it there and I squeezed his hand again, he looked directly into my eyes and says "oh man, this is so fucking nice" and he just keeps looking into my eyes. Occasionally he would glance out of the car and back at me.
All the time I'm thinking; I am going to fucking bust any second, so I reach over and start feeling Matt out. He said he probably wouldn't get hard since he's been drinking and what ever else he's taken that day! I said no big deal, it didn't matter to me and I just wanted to get a feel. He moved his hand off of my crotch and I reached over and undid his belt, unbuckled and unzipped his pants. I opened the front of his pants up and saw a really, really nice white pair of briefs. Man, I'm thinking I'd love to suck his cock through his briefs and just sniff his underwear forever. I could literally smell his crotch when his pants were opened, just like that great smell of a guys crotch you're getting ready to go down on. Now I'm thinking; I would love to lay him on the bed spread eagle, legs up towards his head and eat his ass like I've never rimmed ass before! So I started feeling him out and he apologized for not being hard and I said fuck it dude, I don't care right now. While I was saying that I reached down, pulled his underwear forward and down and saw the thickest mound of dark brown hair, awesome balls and a nice soft cock just sitting there needing attention. So from the driver's side I leaned into his crotch and Matt said don't someone might see, but I just ignored him and moved to mouth towards his man smelling, clean soft cock so I could taste him in my mouth. Matt started groaning and groaning and then apologized again since he said he won't get hard and I think he mentioned something about coke... I said okay and sucked on his soft cock for about 10 minutes just so I could taste his cock in my mouth and just so he could relax and enjoy himself..
After I was done I felt him up, he tucked himself in and I started feeling him out through his pants, while we were chatting about just playing around. Meanwhile I grabbed his hand again, just so he could feel how fucking hard I was! I really squeezed hard this time as I lifted my hips from the seat. Matt leaned towards me and said I'd love to get my face fucked right now by that fucking thing.. Well that was it; Matt reached over while I was slightly lifted from my seat and undid my pants and pulled down my zipper, out pops my 8-1/2" rock hard cock, leaking more precum than I've ever seen. I grabbed my cock by the base and held it straight up and grabbed the back of Matt's neck and started inching him towards my cock. As he is moving closer you can tell he wants it, he's licking his lips and starts to open his mouth as wide as he can. His lips touch the tip of my cock and I swear I'm not going to last long and he opens his hot, very wet mouth and starts from the very tip of my cock, working his way down to the base of my cock. His mouth feels so fucking hot, wet and so great right now, I take the back of his neck and force him even further down on my cock. He is starting to gag and wants to pull back off, but I just hold his head there until he gets used to it. He starts sucking again, now moving his hot wet mouth up and down my cock back and forth, deeper and deeper. He reaches underneath to feel my ass and he actually pushes my ass towards him more, forcing my cock deeper into his throat! I am almost ready to fucking bust a load now, down his throat! I hear him gag and I also feel this tremendous warm rush go right through my cock as he is still working his mouth up and down my cock. My entire cock is in his mouth, he's gagging and as he's pumping my cock in his mouth, he stays right at the base and that's it, bucket after bucket of my warm, salty cum flows from my cock, right into his mouth and down his throat. He was gulping and gulping loads of cum from my cock, just like he needed to be fed. It was so fucking intense! I could see cum rushing out of the sides of his mouth as he's gagging and trying to pull off of my cock. I hold his head down and figured you might as well take as much of this load as you can and enjoy it! Matt doesn't fight it and he continues to gag and swallow the entire time. He still manages to keep sucking my cock as my load is partly down his throat, partly in my lap and partly in his stomach! Knowing I just shot a huge load into Matt's mouth and to see how much he loves sucking on my cock and taking my load, made my cock swell again..
As my cock is starting to swell again, Matt is starting to breathe deep. He starts sucking my cock harder and harder and harder, while I'm still getting hard! I swear, with the saliva in his hot mouth and just how he was sucking, I was bearing fully hard and shot another huge load down his throat. I wasn't expecting it, nor was he because this time he really gagged and stopped sucking, but that was all I needed. I was rubbing his back with my hand, moving my hand up and down, up and down his solid back. He felt so fucking great, I just couldn't stop. I looked up and saw two people heading down the road towards us, but they weren't that close and they were talking to each other. I told Matt that he should sit up just in case and not to worry because the car was so dark inside no one would notice anyhow! He said he would stay where he was in case they saw his head pop up and it would look more suspicious that way, so I folded my hands on top of his head and left Matt's head buried in my crotch. He continued licking up the cum that ran out of his mouth and while he was still in my crotch he took his tongue and licked as hard as he could every single inch of my cock! This dude has sucked cock a few times before and you could tell he was hungry for it. It still felt so good, really really good. I really think the both of us could have checked in to a hotel for a few nights and never came out!
After the people passed, Matt glanced to the back of the car and said those guys were a few of his brothers. I guess since we weren't parked under a street light and it was that late, they didn't seem to pay attention and I surely didn't care after the head I just received! Just then Matt looked at me and said he needed to head in and talk with his mom and get some sleep. I told him that he had better lick the still visible wad of cum off of his moustache before he went in, he smiled and he did. Then he looked at me again and I was going to give him a hug and instead he grabbed me by the back of my head and laid one fucking mouth to mouth kiss on me like I've never had before. It wasn't quick, but it wasn't that long, it was long enough to know there was some type of peace within him!
I watch Matt get out of the car and walk towards his moms' house. The entire time watching his fucking awesome, tight and nicely packed ass in his khakis... As I'm watching him walk away, my fucking cock swells back up again thinking about him taking both of my loads down his throat and the dude definitely enjoyed it! I guess I realize now that Matt is bi or has experimented with whomever. I was still curious to find out what he did with other guys and what his cock is like fully hard! I'd really like to taste a nice hot load of his cum running down my throat!
Time went by and I didn't see my sister or her family for quite a while. Probably a year had passed, my sister and her kids came up for Christmas, and Matt went to his family's house to spend Christmas night with them. I guess Matt figured no one wanted to see him, so he didn't care about coming up. I thought it would have been nice to see him and gets things back to the way they used to be, but that wasn't going to happen. Summer the following year, my sister called me and said that her and Matt were at his company picnic in Scott Township and wanted to know if I wanted to stop by. So I called her back, got the directions and met them as they were wrapping things up at the picnic. I got out of my car, you could tell they were pretty lit from drinking but everyone was still in control. Matt and I said hi to each other and talked about the picnic, he introduced me to his boss and we all stood there talking. After about 20 minutes, Matt said he had to take a piss and headed over to the woods. The bathrooms weren't close by and there weren't a lot of people left at the picnic. He was just a few yards away from us and I watched him reach in and pull out his cock. I watched him watch me and he started mumbling something that I couldn't make out. As I am standing there watching him you can see a steady stream of piss coming from his cock and he yelled over "do you want to come over and help me"! I assumed he was talking to me and my sister assumed he was talking to her, but he never indicated who we was talking to! He kept peeing and I kept an eye out since I was facing in his direction and again, it was a great view and I definitely would have been over there in a second to help him out regardless of what he needed help with. When he finished taking a piss he slowly shook his cock and started to slowly rub his hand up and down the shaft. I could see him do this for a little while and you could see his cock getting longer and I could tell his cock was starting to get hard. About 2 minutes goes by and he grabs his cock by the base and gives it a few more shakes and you could definitely tell he was getting hard, but he shakes it some more while he is watching me and tucks his cock back into his jeans. He zips up and walks towards us and the entire time I can see this nice semi-hard outline of his entire cock off to the side! Fuck man is all I can think about! I still haven't had a chance yet to taste his load or suck on that cock yet and I am so fucking horny I wished I could of blown a few loads down his throat since he liked it so much last time. I guess that will have to wait!
I have a few more parts of this story to post, so stay tuned.. I promise it won't take me as long as some of my other stories... So great things still continue to happen to this day; meeting Matt during his break from work and a nice creamy pair of underwear I find at his house with a few of his loads....
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