My Hot Brother in Law

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The days that followed were perfect, I was more in love with Pedro, and was careful not to show it when he went to visit my sister at home, and the two were dating in the room. I wondered why my sister did not cause him to her house, after she lived alone, but I think she would rather take him to the house of our fathers to show my father that she really wanted something serious, like a marriage, for example. I always saw Peter talking to my parents about it, but in front of me he never say anything important, just said that when he was financially set, he would marry. What else made me happy was that in speaking it, he stared at me for a few seconds and I was not a red tomato, scared to death of my parents realize something. My sister was thrilled to be dating him, and one day she came to ask me what I thought of Peter.

• Well, he seems to be a super nice guy and decent - I replied, trying not to look into her eyes. I felt a jerk at the moment, but I knew that this situation will remain while Peter was still supported by parents. And besides, I was only 17 years, even if I wanted, my parents were responsible for me at all, I was not master of my nose.

• He's gorgeous, is not it? - She asked, abobalhada. Poor thing, was really in love with Peter, and once again I felt a jerk that day, a fact that made me upset and asking God and all the saints so that Peter could get a good job and finished with her, to finally crush the situation .

• Yes, it is really beautiful, good looking guy - I muttered, still not looking at her, pretending to read something in the book I carried in my hands.

• The father said he would appoint him in the office - Thalia said. - I hope you enjoy his resume. The Pedrinho will be a great lawyer.

The mention of the nickname "Pedrinho" made me feel an even greater weight on his conscience. For a moment I imagined the face of my father knew I was gay and was dating my sister's boyfriend. I think my mother had a stroke in conjunction with a stroke, if that is possible. I decided to change the subject, not that I did not want a Peter could finally put in a law firm, but the theme gave me nausea and makes me feel like a dirty.

While my sister insisted on showing up increasingly in love with Peter, he, in turn, made a point of showing love for me, so when we were alone in his apartment, of course, local eternizamos as our place. He said that he planned to cancel the lease of that apartment and finance it on our behalf, that we might live together as a couple. Each time he did some kind of comment like that, I knew he was the love of my life, and that feeling gave me the strength to handle the situation in which we live. It was not easy to see him kissing my sister, seeing him caressing her body, calling it "love" in front of my parents ... But I had to endure, had to bear it! Do not say that the true love endures all things? Well, I really thought that our love was true.

Our sex life was crazy, and when I say that I am not implying that it was bad, however, was ma-ra-saw-him-sa. Peter was a great partner in bed, despite being restricted to do several things that I always had curiosity. The interesting thing was that whenever he came with a fantasy to be done, I gave in without thinking twice. I felt completely shamelessly with this man, there were no religious values, shame, shyness, nothing! I was exactly the things he called me when we were having sex, bitch, viadinho, delicious, delicious slut, and so on. I never liked this type of term, but as they went out of his mouth more beautiful than had hitherto been kissed, I accepted without hesitation, and would even impress me with the fact that I was thrilled with them.

Once when we were entering the holiday season in July, my parents decided to make a visit to my Aunt Marge, who lives inside, another fervent evangelical who sees Jesus everywhere. As they did not want to leave me alone at home, my sister offered to come to sleep here every night. So far so good, I just did not count on the fact that she would call Peter to sleep with her without our parents knew. I just loved the idea, but seconds later I realized he was not going to sleep ME, but with ALS. What an idiot!

When he arrived at home, our little theater resurfaced, it seemed that we were not friends, boyfriends picture! Thalia invented to rent some movies and watching the three of us stayed on the sofa. I gnawed by jealousy when my eyes were instinctively turned and embraced on the sofa next. From moment to moment, Peter looked at me and blew a kiss of light so that my sister did not notice, and where did he rubbed his penis over his pants, as if to entice me. That bastard! And the worst part was that I loved when he did it, though, when my sister remarked something of the film, I turned the reality of his presence there, my conscience was heavier than that guy who challenges a Greek God is condemned to push for all eternity.

At one point, my sister says she will prepare something to eat and then we'd have to tell her what had happened in the movie.

• Go on, love - Peter said, giving me a smile in the corner of my mouth when my sister left the room and went into the kitchen.

• Love is? - I asked sarcastically.

He looked at me smiling and jumped from the couch he was to mine, kissing me with my mouth will. I tried to push him, panting due to the kiss, but I can not deny that the situation for me damn excited!

• For love, if she can not hear anything and come back - I said, between kisses and caresses. My little devil wanted him to remain until transássemos kissing me right there, but my angel told me to stop with that lime as soon as possible.

• Are you sure you want me to stop my hot? - He asked, now kissing my neck and biting my ear. Naughty, he knew I could not resist when he touched my ear! - Are you sure you want to? Sure you do not prefer to spend my energy this now before I go to bed with your sister? Look what I kept everything for you, huh!

• You bastard! - I murmured, still kissing him hard. - And you did more than his duty is guarding me, after all, is not you love me?

• Yes, yes, you are my love - he said at last, lifting up my shirt and sucking my breast. I groaned loudly, unintentionally, and he looked at the door startled, and then pulled down my shirt, saying: - This time you escaped me, but just wait for when I catch you, you will ask arrego!

• Mad - I said, as he returned to the sofa and hid it in his shorts volume with a pillow because my sister appeared seconds later with sandwiches and soda.

The back of my parents would be the following Monday, then on Sunday my sister decided to take us to the cinema to watch a romantic movie that had suggested to her. We three were together, they hold hands all the time, a fact that made me angry, but that somehow I had gotten used to, after all no use to despair, because it would not change anything in our situation, and I sat beside them, the typical candlestick that holds the candle when the couple is dating. The movie was really cool, and as I saw those couples kissing and cuddling in movie theater, I had to take a deep breath not to attack Peter there. But that night, I was well rewarded for having endured my sister with my boyfriend for so long.

Thus: my sister got tired of the movies, and just blurting out what was in those days. I took a pill for her and advised her to lie down and try to rest, I would be okay and I manage alone in the kitchen. She innocently asked Peter to help me, because she would lie down so he could relax a little. Peter accepted the good, but wondering if she would prefer that he lie with her.

• You do not have love, I'm used to it, karma is a monthly - she replied, giving him a kiss goodnight and going up to his old room.

Peter looked at me, biting his lip, a naughty guy that would make anyone crazy. When we heard the door close the Thalia, was instinctive. I do not know which of the two jumped first, if I was or was it, just know that moments later we were taking the kitchen sink. He sat there and tore my shirt with impressive speed, licking my neck and once again teasing me, driving me crazy for almost tear my ear. From that moment I did not hear or feel anything, much less saw something. Just thinking about cashing those damn days that I could not have him in my arms because of my sister.

Right there in the kitchen he went down the jeans I wore and I could not resist to see him underwear with a beautiful box, this underwear that left most what was already great. Just got off the sink counter and out his chest kissing and sucking her nipples too, so after I get on my knees like a bitch to submissive and pulled his underwear down, listening to rip the fabric such that the force used. He looked at me with those green eyes, biting her lips with lust. I do not gobbled up more and held that member pulsing that hung in front of me and knocked off his moans of pleasure tall and strong, so that I looked at the door indicating with his head, as Thalia could hear. When I finally felt that he would ejaculate, I stood up, causing him to look at me without understanding what I had done.

• What is it? - He asked.

• Calm down, I want a little more fun with this little body - I replied, opening the refrigerator and grabbing a can of condensed milk. He looked at me now understand what I was doing, smiling bastard that way that only he could. I bent down again and shed a little condensed milk in his penis, and started licking the extension to the glans, sucking the condensed milk with ease. I got it for a few minutes, until it lifts me up with a bump and kisses me.

• You'll see what I have for you today, your dirty little bitch! - He muttered, taking a wallet from the pocket of his jeans and pulling out a condom inside. He opened the packet and asked me to put it on his penis, which I did immediately. Soon after, he took another pouch, which then realized it was a sachet of lubricant. The bastard went prepared! Yummy ... He said: - Stay away from me, will, want to eat you all here in this kitchen!

So I did, I got your back, lowering his shorts and prancing my ass toward him. I no longer had any shame. He tore the sachet to the teeth with a great emergency, and squeezed the gel in hand, spending time at his penis in my anus hours. That feeling cold turned me on even more, I think even if my sister showed up there I would not let the excitement. He hugged me from behind, rubbing his penis in me and kissing my neck, then said:

• Rears that ass for me, will, rears!

Empanel my ass, and seconds later I felt his cock invading me, numerous mixture of pleasure and pain at the same time, though the pleasure to out the pain. When he finally stopped so I could get used to all that virility, he bit my ear and said she loved me.

• I love you too, my love - I could say, in the midst of my moans of pleasure and ecstasy.

He started a tasty and comes and goes berserk, taking me into space and making me learn the moon Lovers. From time to time, I called those terms that are already known to you, reader, and I got slapped in the butt, leaving red marks on my buttocks.

• Moaning for me, will, viadinho groans! - He said as he gave me another slap. I moaned a little louder than normal, without even worrying about whether my sister was listening or not. Neither Peter seemed to worry about it because moaned and uttered words unabashedly.

Minutes later, he withdrew his penis and I turned to face him, kissing me and masturbating. Soon after, he picked me up with a force that was knows where and I lay on the marble table in the kitchen, putting me roast chicken and returning to penetrate me without blinking. I was almost there when he stopped moving and sat in a chair, saying:

• Sit down, go, now!

Once again did what was said, but realized that at times Peter liked to give orders, not to ask, but I let it go. I looked like a mad cow up and down on his penis, which swelled and he groaned very high, ejaculated inside the condom. When I heard him moan, I could not stand, and I ended up there too without even touching me. It was a magical moment that.

Still panting, he hugged me and kissed me, telling me he loved me and sniffing my neck. I also told him I loved him, and soon after I came back to reality, realizing that I was naked in full kitchen, sticky sperm and sitting on the lap of my sister's boyfriend, who was also my boyfriend while she slept on the floor above. I got up and said he would take a bath, and he would see how my sister was because she could have heard something. While we kissed a little bit after we recompose and made a snack for us, and after that day I was even more sure that Peter was the man of my life.