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My Young Brother-in-Law. I was his brother-in-law, 35 years old, married to his sister Carol. I fancied him rotton but naturally, I couldn't do anything about it. Anyway, here we were sitting together in my car, close to the end of the first leg of a long journey and we were talking about a problem he had with sex! Pretty damn well more than this dude could bear! Terry, a Sports Ed. major in college, was dark, tanned, 22, 6' 4" with brown eyes and a body to die for. He worshipped me, mainly because he was an only son and had three very feminine sisters. Terry was masculine, every inch a man's man and had a charming naivity to boot. He was confiding in me that he didn't think he would every marry as he had a problem with sex! Wait for it! Yes, he slowly over about two hours had told me that he thought he was gay and how I was the only person he trusted to tell. We were driving to collect my wife from her sister Margaret's house, where she was visiting. Just as there was a lull in what had been a very intense conversation, we arrived at the motel in which we had planned to spend the night. We registered and headed out to the nearby Steak Bar to have dinner. Terry hit the beer fairly hard but I stuck with Coke as I'm not much of a drinker. By the time we got back to our room, Terry was kinda drunk. There was a single and a double bed in the room and he suggested we sleep together "for company". There were no objections from me. We both stripped naked and jumped into bed. We started to talk about sex and Terry described for me the kinds of guys he fancied, " Shorter, blond and well built, sorta like you Mike", he said. With that he reached over and kissed me on the lips. I was surprised but when he gently slid his tongue into my mouth, I responded with passion. We kissed for a long time, breaking off for breath from time to time. As we pressed aginst each other, I could feel his hard cock rubbing against my leg. It felt huge. I kissed my way down Terry magnificent chest and abs until I reached that wonderful treasure between his legs which was cut, long, dark and very thick indeed. It also smelled wonderful, that sensuous man-sex smell I had not smelled since before my marriage to Carol. I decided then and there that I was going to ask this sweet, butch young man to fuck me, something I had only fantasised about in recent years, but which I once really enjoyed. I scooted back up towards Terry's face and lips and through the kisses gasped "please fuck me with that beautiful cock, I want you deep in me". As I said this I knew the pain of being fucked with such a large organ would be next nigh unbearable, but I had never wanted anything so intensly in all my life. I had some E45 cream at the bedside which was by no means ideal as lube, but I didn't care. I soaked my asshole and his cock with it, he put the backs of my knees on his shoulders and looking into my eyes with such intensity he started to enter me. Terry was clearly a novice and was rough in his entry, but it was what I wanted. Ten years of married life slipped away and I remembered at his age often being in this position and then as now, loving it. I begged Terry to go deeper. The pain was intense. He seemed unable to get the full length into me and was afraid for the pain he was causing me. I shouted at him to please force his way into me, ride me, split me. He stopped all of my rantings with a deep kiss and with a huge lunge buried himself in me balls-deep. At this point I was at such a pitch of excitement, pain and fullness that I came. It was like no cumming that had ever happened me up until then, it was mind blowing. My tensing up seemed to send a message to Terry through his cock and he started to pull out and plunge in. Faster and faster he went. I could hear myself alternately groaning and screaming at him, until finally he threw his head back and with his face red and bellowing like an ox he came and came and came, far up, my by now, loose ass. For the rest of the night we slept very little. He fucked me twice more and once in the morning. He sucked me off several times as well. Over the next few years, Terry became a willing pupil. I tried to teach him everything I knew and to my great satisfaction, not to say pleasure, the pupil outshone the master. We spent a lot of time together and eventually our relationship ended as indeed also did my marriage. Both of us now live with our lovers but we keep in touch and visit each other often. From time to time that magnificent cock still spends a little time up my more than willing ass! |
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