The alarm clock started going off like crazy at 6:30am exactly. I reached over in my sleep and angrily pressed the "off" button. I lay in bed for a few minutes, gathering my strength to start my long day at work. My dick was brick hard (as usual), creating a tent in the sheets covering me and my wife. She was curled up on the far side of the bed, getting her last 2 hours of sleep in before she had to get up for work herself. I knew trying to get some early morning pussy from her was out of the question while her brother was still here, and blow jobs was something Demeecee just didn't do unless she was getting something out of it too. The only times she sucked my dick was when she was extremely horny, and wanted to entice me to fuck her, and even then she never sucked long enough to make me cum, just to get me good and hard so she could slide down on it and fuck herself silly.
After a few minutes, I flung the covers off my naked body and headed for the door. I crept down the hall to the spare guest room where my brother in-law (Marlon) was staying. I opened the door to find him fast asleep, his mouth open as he snored up a storm with his head laying at the 9-oclock position on the pillow. I quietly closed the door, keeping it cracked open so the light would shine in from the hall, and walked over to the bed. My dick was stiff as a board as I approached him. He and I had made arrangements for him to suck my dick whenever I wanted during the duration of his stay here, and since he had no job, no money, and no other way of contributing to the household, he had very little choice and agreed to my proposition.
I walked up to the side of the bed and placing the head of my hardon at the lips of his mouth. Slowly I started to rub my dick head up and down between the crevice of his lips. The drool from his snoring wet the tip easily as I slipped the head into his mouth. In his sleep Marlon started to suckle me softly. I pulled back, sliding the head from his mouth and just held it at his lips to watch his reaction. Instinctively he began to lick, sucking and slurping at the tip of my dick as a sleeping baby would a pacifier. There was no doubt in my mind that he was used to having his face fucked like this.
With the head of my dick thoroughly wet from his mouth, I slipped the head back inside and began to make short controlled jabs in and out of his mouth. Marlon began to stir in his sleep as I slowly fucked at his oral cavity. I pulled my dick free, enjoying the way his lips would oval trying to recapture me. He licked his lips and opened his mouth for reinsertion. The sight of his soft wet mouth was too much for me to resist. I aimed my dick up to his lips, then shoved the entire length of my manhood into his throat in one smooth quick thrust. Marlon's eyes popped open when my dick penetrated his throat, cutting off his air supply. I pressed in until my balls were resting against his right cheek, holding his head steady with my hand to keep him from dislodging.
Marlon's throat spasmed around my embedded piece, his body convulsing from the shock of my sudden entry as he jerked and tried to expel me from his throat with vomit like motions. His eyes bulged as wide as saucers, pleading for mercy as I held on strong, gripping his head tighter while I churned my rod around in his throat to wedge it open wide. Eventually I pulled back with my hips, sliding my dick from his contracting throat just long enough to give him a false sense of hope before ramming my dick back into his throat, punching the head through his oral ring as my shaft plunged deep into the soft velvety interior of his throat. I churned my dick around in his tight space for awhile, then pulling back out. The shaft was lathered with a heavy coating of thick phlegm from the back of his throat. Marlon's mouth and chin was also coated with the excess spit that drooled down the side of his face to soak into his pillow.
"guuhhkkk!! uuggghh!! kuuhhggg!!" he choked, taking me ball deep with every thrust.
His neck ballooned outward with each inward stroke, trying hard to accommodate my pummeling erection as he fought to breathe. I didn't really care much for his discomfort. As far as I was concerned, Marlon's mouth was nothing more than a substitute pussy for me to fuck as it was HIS fault that I wasn't getting any from my wife. After all, he'd been sucking all that convict dick in jail, and those niggas was doing nothing for him, so the least he could do was get me off any way I saw fit while he stayed at my house rent free.
I fucked in and out of his mouth with increasing force, keeping my dick buried deep as I only pulled half out at a time. Marlon was forced to keep his throat open, never getting a decent breath as I rammed forth repeatedly, hammering myself through his contracting throat muscles as he continued to gag and choke. I never let up on my relentless pounding as I made him take me over and over. Soon I felt my balls start to tighten in their sack, signaling that I was getting close to blowing my wad. My dick grew even harder as I fucked his throat deeper. Marlon was trying to make me stop for a moment, grasping at my hands if only to give his aching throat a break and gulp down some needed air. I paid him no mind of course, and kept plugging away at his face regardless. After several more deep thrusts, I finally hit my stride and started to unload a heavy spray of thick hot cum straight down his throat.
I must have shot my load down the wrong pipe, as Marlon suddenly turned a few shades lighter as all the color drained from his face. Luckily I'd finished cumming and was able to yank my dick from his throat just as he jumped up and started coughing and choking like a sonofagun. He was making so much noise that I heard my bedroom door squeak open from the other end of the hall.
"Marlon, is that you?" I heard Demeecee call.
"Oh shit...!" I whispered, knowing I would be hard pressed to explain why I'm in Marlon's room naked with a hardon at this early hour of the morning.
I heard Demeecee getting closer as she rushed down the hall to see if her brother needed help. I ducked behind the door just in time as she flung it open and turned on the lights.
"What's wrong Marlon, are you choking?" she called, running to his side and smacking him hard on his back to help dislodge whatever was clogging his windpipe.
Marlon swallowed hard, trying to keep the evidence of my orgasm down. During the distraction, I snuck out from behind the door and tried to make my getaway when Demeecee suddenly turned around. I stood there shocked for a second, not knowing what to say or do.
"Where did you come from?" she asked, noting my nakedness. Luckily my dick had deflated in the confusion.
"I was just about to get in the shower when I heard all this hacking." I lied, hopefully convincingly. "Is he alright?"
"I think so. He must've choked in his sleep." she said, rubbing his back sympathetically.
Marlon finally caught his breath, and started to calm down. I watched him make several gulps, and knew he was swallowing the last of my cum.
"I'll get you something to drink." said Deme, rushing to the bathroom. Marlon lay back down in bed, looking up at me with red teary eyes and a faint smile. I felt no remorse for what I did, my dick lay limp and satisfied over my drooping balls. I saw Marlon's gaze lower to my privates as he unconsciously licked his lips. I felt my dick start to stir back to life when Demeecee suddenly showed up with his glass of water. I took that as my que to go.