Brother in Laws
Brother-in-Laws
by SCASS3254@aol.com
Vincent Abate was annoyed at himself for being curt with his sister Marie. It was the same old story and had to do with her husband Tony who Vincent found abrasive and a braggart. Marie had to defend her husband and told Vincent that they would be out of his house as soon as their house was ready. She and Tony had been staying with Vincent and his father for the last month.
Vincent only tolerated Tony for the sake of Marie whom he loved and adored. Tony constantly made snide remarks alluding to Vincent gayness and he tried hard not to let Tony's provocative comments get under his skin but they often did. They had a flare-up the other night that threatened to get ugly and for the sake of peace in the family, he and Tony had arranged a sort of detente and tried avoiding each other whenever possible.
Vincent walked into Tony's bedroom to deliver the message that Marie wouldn't be home for dinner and found him curled up on the bed caressing a pillow and sound asleep. Tony was forty-five and heavy with a large belly that hung over his beltline. Vincent moved to the edge of the bed so he could get a closer look at him in his boxer shorts. Tony was a construction worker and his body was tanned from the outdoors and lying there with his large, round belly and fleshy chest with big, nipples was making Vincent horny. Even as a boy Vincent liked heavy men and was a chubby chaser. As Sunshine flooded through the windows bathing Tony in soft light, Vincent watched him asleep in his white boxers and he was salivating to take a peek at what Tony's dick looked like.
Tony was bright enough and sensed that even though Vincent didn't like him, he lusted after him. Even though their relationship was strained, there was an erotic flirtation between the two of them that they were both aware of. On numerous ocassions, Vincent found Tony staring at him and on several occasion he entered the bathroom while Vincent was showering. Vincent had fantacised about the size of Tony's cock and what he would do with it and now looking at him, he knew that he wanted him animosity aside.
Tony had showered and his cologne permeated the room. Vincent observed him spread out on the bed, his large, smooth belly rising and falling with each breath that he took. Carefully, Vincent put his hand gently on Tony's belly and held it there. It was soft and yet firm and silky to the touch. Tony's nipples were large and Vincent wanted to suck them as he slept but didn't dare. Vincent felt his dick straining against his jockey shorts and he rubbed himself as he looked at Tony's strong, well shaped thighs and legs. Vincent envisioned them wrapped around his body like a boa constrictor and felt himself beginning to leak pre cum. Tony had a round face with black coals for eyes and dark brown hair that was beginning to gray. He had a warm smile and when he laughed, his belly moved up and down and Vincent wanted to hug and hold him. Tony had come home early that day from work and he and Vincent were alone in the house as his dad was out with friends.
Tony constantly asked Vincent about his boyfriends, who they were and what he did with them. He was interested in whom he was seeing and where he went for action and especially the kind of men he liked. Vincent never responded because he thought that his sexual proclivities were none of Tony's business and told him so. But to Vincent's annoyance, Tony still persisted and laughed when Vincent told him to fuck off when he got too personal.
"Vincent, I have more gay friends then you do and why don't you lighten up. I ask because you're my brother-law- and I worry about you."
"The only one you worry about is yourself," Vincent said with annoyance.
Suit yourself but this man is," and he stopped what he had to say as Marie walked into the room.
Once when Tony was high from too much home made wine that Vincent's father still made in the cellar, he jokingly said, "When are you going to suck my dick. Your sister won't do and I'm just dying for a blow job and I know you want it as much as I do."
Vincent didn't say a word and Tony grabbed him and held him close to him, his lips juicy as his face pressed against his so their lips almost touched. Vincent felt the bulge in Tony's pants when he pressed against him, the scent of his cologne and his manliness had Vincent's dick pressing hard against against Tony's belly through his jeans. Tony felt it and rubbed his body against his until Vincent thought he would shoot his load. Vincent backed out of the room before it got out of hand and left Tony standing there frustrated and yelling, " I know you want it."
Now, excitedly, Vincent took his hand and tried to open up Tony's shorts so he could get a gander at his dick when Tony awoke.
"What the hell is going on?" Tony yelled out and grabbed Vincent by the T shirt. His strong, muscular arms held him tight. "Trying to grab a peek?" he said and held Vincent's face inches from his. Vincent was terrified that he would tell his father and sister. He wasn't worried for himself but for the embarrassment that he would cause both of them if they found out. His father suspected that he was gay but never a uttered a word. He was sure his mother knew and on her death bed said, "be happy, in the life you lead."
Vincent was twenty eight, tall and muscular. He was one of those gay guys that excelled in sports and worked out five days a week and was in terrific shape. He was handsome but never flaunted his looks. Women found him sexy with his jet black hair that he wore long and piercing blue eyes. He was ruggedly masculine and most people never suspected that he was gay. He was self employed owning a landscaping business with a degree in landscape architecture.
"Is this what you wanted to see?" Tony hiss and slipped his dick out of his boxer shorts. Vincent just stood and stared at the beautiful piece of equipment that was hanging there. It was close to eight inches, thick and uncut. Tony grabbed his meat and held it. "don't you want to taste this? I bet you would." He began to play with himself. "Come here and get some of this. You always wanted it and now's your chance."
Vincent broke away and began to walk out the door.
"Where are you going? he asked. Just a second ago you were trying to see what I had between my legs and now you're running away like the coward that you are."