The family picnic.
Deme (my wife) and her mother (the devil) decided to have a family gathering in the park before the summer was over. And guess who was stuck paying for most of the food and beverages for this little shingding. ME!
Her brother (Marlon) and I spent most of the morning packing up the two cars we owned with food, tables, lawn chairs, drinks, and charcoal for the fire. Deme's parents showed up with nothing but a couple packs of hot-dogs, burgers, and over 50 unexpected relatives and friends they invited. I was pissed, as I'd only been expecting "immediate family", not a park full of moochers coming to eat up all my shit!
Deme's dad took over the grill, cooking everything in sight from chicken to spare ribs, corn on the cobb, hot-dogs and hamburgers. Deme and Marlon had spent most of the night making potato, macaroni, and egg salads the night before, along with deviled-eggs, fruit platters, and a platter of luncheon meat they prepared on plates. People dove in like it was a free-for-all. I sat back and watched my money be devoured in a matter of hours. NONE of MY family members were even invited!
Demeecee knew I was pretty pissed by the situation, but did little to console me as she catered to her mother. Marlon was a little more sympathetic, bringing me a cold beer and a platter which he'd made especially for me (my own WIFE hadn't even thought to make me one!). after spending some time with his baby's momma and their 5 year old daughter. He sat by me under a tree, away from the crowd and watched them from a distance.
"Cute kid." I said, taking the plate from him and unwrapping it.
"Thanks. She looks just like me, sometimes." he smiled, staring at her as her mother fed her at the family table.
"Yeah...yeah, she do." I agreed, accidentally admitting that Marlon was 'cute'. Luckily he didn't pick up on this.
"I've got to start giving some kinda support." he said, more in thought than to me. "Crystal can't keep raising her all alone by herself like she is."
"Yeah..." I said, digging into the food. "Don't worry though, you'll find something."
"I may've found a job already." he said enthusiastically, thinking it would cheer me up.
I looked up at him in shock with my mouth full of food.
"Where?"
"A friend of Deme's works at this hotel out by the airport, he says he could put in a good word for me for a position there."
"What kind of position?" I asked, putting down the plate, and suddenly losing my appetite.
"Cleaning crew, I guess. He's a supervisor for the night shift."
"You think you can make a decent living doing that?" I asked, skeptically.
"I...I dunno. I just...it's a job." said Marlon, confused by my reaction. "The agreement when I moved in WAS that I get a job, right? You know how hard it is out here for a convict. I've filled out more applications and went on more interviews while you are at work than I have in my entire life! THIS is the first thing that seems to be a sure thing! He practically guarantees he can get me in."
"Yeah. That...that's good news, Marlon...." I said, trying to be supportive.
I knew how hard it would be for him to find a legitimate gig, that's why I originally didn't want him staying in my house. But now, I couldn't help but selfishly wonder what that would mean in terms of me getting my dick sucked and having his asshole available whenever I wanted it. Working, he wouldn't be as accessible as he is now. And by our agreement, he'd be moving out as soon as he's saved up enough money for an apartment.
"You sure you don't want to shop around a little more first? Look for something better? With more money, maybe?" I asked, hoping to change his mind. "I mean, you'll not only have rent to pay, but child support. You think a cleaning job can cover the bills?"
"But... but I thought....YOU said that you wanted me to get a job as soon as possible!" said Marlon, looking confused.
"I know. But I haven't bothered you about finding a job in WEEKS, now have I?" I asked, knowing that I stopped complaining shortly after the sex started.
"No...but Deme may be getting tired of me. She's always throwing hints around about a job and who's hiring." he said, looking across the park at his sister as she entertained the troops. "She's even trying to get me to move in with Crystal. I think she wants me out, real soon."
"That's non-sense! SHE'S the reason you're here in the first place! Deme loves having you around, to keep an eye on you and make sure you don't do something stupid and get into any more trouble!" I argued.
"But a deal is a deal. It's already been like 4 months since I moved in. You've been real nice about it, but I know you'd rather have your privacy back." he said.
I had to admit that that was true. His living there had put a serious damper on Deme's and my sex lives. Fortunately for ME, he's been compensating for her by putting OUT whenever I needed him to (which was often).
"How bout you TRY out this new job for awhile, to see if you can support yourself. And if not, you quit and keep looking. I don't mind you staying with us a little while longer."
"Okay." agreed Marlon, satisfied. We sat there under the tree for a few more minutes in silence, watching everyone else enjoy themselves across the park. "Want to go for a hike?" he asked suddenly out of nowhere.
"No." I answered. "I'm taking my ass home! Demeecee can take care of all the rest of this shit herself. I'm outta here!" I said, standing up. Marlon looked up at me. I could see his eyes focus in on my crotch, sizing up what's behind my zipper. I thought about the house being empty.... "You coming?"
"Sure." he said, following my lead.
I went over to tell Deme that I wasn't feeling well "must've been the potato salad", and that I was going home to lay down. She was far too busy to really give a shit, and mumbled something about hoping I feel better soon. Marlon kissed his little girl good-bye, promising her mother that he'd be in touch real soon with some money. She seemed a little surprised that he was leaving the picnic, but didn't put up much of a fuss. We got into my car which was parked out by the curb, and took off.
We got home in about 25-30 minutes. It was a hot day that day, and Marlon was wearing a plain white t-shirt and a pair of loose shorts. I watched his ass as we walked up the front steps to my house, my dick starting to grow hard with the anticipation of fucking him. Marlon went into the kitchen and got us a couple of beers, then I took him up to his room. This time while watching his ass go up the steps, I couldn't help but reach out and touch it. Marlon looked back at me over his shoulder, but continued to climb. When we reached the top step, I had my hand down inside the back of his pants. My finger slipped into his ass crack, and I began feeling his moist hole.
In his room, we took a couple of swigs of beer, then started to undress. Marlon stopped me after I pulled my shirt off over head, and started to suck my nipples. His hands roamed over my back and stomach as he bent forward to lick my chest. I reached back and fondled his booty, squeezing the cheeks through his jeans and smacking him hard on the rump. Marlon switched from one nipple to the other, nibbling and biting them gently and he sucked them into his mouth as I often did Deme's.
Then he stood up, and started to unfasten my pants. I still had my hands on his ass, holding him close to me face to face. I squeezed his butt with both hands, really kneading his ass good. I think he liked it when I fondled his ass like that. He certainly didn't complain any. Then he reached in and pulled out my erection. He didn't stroke it but once or twice before he fell to his knees and took me in his mouth. DAMN his mouth felt good.
I let Marlon suck me for a few minutes, enjoying the way he took me into the very back of his throat to swallow me whole. He gagged a couple of times, but held strong as his throat contoured to the shape of my dick. I watched his thick lips slide up the spit wet glistening shaft as he sucked attentively at the head before going all the way back down on me, taking me into his throat again and again. He even played with my balls, twisting and turning them gently in his hand, then occasionally lowering his head to them to suck and lick before returning to my dick.
After awhile, I pulled him up from his knees, and shoved him down on his back on the bed. Marlon spread his legs, showing me his ass. He knew how much I loved his butt. I climbed up onto the bed between his legs, lifting them up higher to expose the tiny black hole my dick was throbbing for. But instead of fucking him right off the bat, I lowered my face and began licking his ass.
"uh, Milt..." moaned Marlon, rolling his eyes as I licked his ass crack. I'd only done this to him once before, and found it not as bad an experience as I thought it would be. This time, I dove my face in feeling a little more confident, and ate at his ass/pussy the way I would any female's.
Marlon moaned as I sucked his hole. His hardon stretched across his crunched stomach as I held his legs up and open. Occasionally his balls would touch the bridge of my nose, but I didn't let that stop me from my task. I ate that boy-pussy like a porn star, leaving it all dripping wet and pulsating by the time I removed my mouth.
I slapped my dick down between the wet cheeks, rubbing it back and forth along his hairy valley. Marlon reached for the anal cream, dabbing a few drops onto his fingertips and rubbing them against his hole. Then he grabbed the head of my dick with the same greasy fingertips, lubing the top half of my rob before aiming it up to his deep dark tunnel.
I pushed in, feeling Marlon's asshole slowly open up and let me in. We both moaned as I sank in smoothly up to my balls. I ground my pelvis into his ass, churning my dick around in his hot butt before I started to fuck him.
I watched Marlon's face expressions as I moved in and out of him at a nice slow pace. He bit his lower lip and grimaced at the initial entry, but soon relaxed and opened up completely. I was in "push-up" position over top him, staring down at him as my hips drove my dick in and out of his tight sucking butt. Marlon lifted his hands to my torso, feeling my arms, chest, and shoulders as I fucked him. His legs were up around my waist area, -my balls slapping quietly into his cushiony cheeks every time I drove forth.
As I began to pick up the pace, Marlon's pants turned into low grunts. Ever so often he'd gasp at a particularly deep thrust, or turn his head to compensate the pain when I humped too hard or too fast. But for the most part, he stared back up into my eyes the entire time I rode him, -whispering soft words of encouragement.
As I started to bang into him harder, Marlon groaned louder. We both looked down between our slapping bodies to see my dick fucking into him. He gripped my waist tighter, spreading his legs to give me deeper access. One of his hands crept in behind my neck as we locked eyes. I was fucking into him at a nice steady rate, driving through his anus as easily as a hot knife through butter when I was suddenly hit with the urge to kiss him. In the past I'd only gone as far as sucking on his ear. Once he even licked my lips while we fucked, but we never had a full set kiss.
Marlon was looking up at me with glossy colored eyes, his mind falling into a zone as I hammered in and out of him quickly and efficiently. His full lips seemed to beckon me forth. I leaned in closer, and gently pecked him on the lips cautiously. Marlon moaned, as I continued my stroke through his anus. I leaned in again and kissed him gently, this time adding a little more pressure to his lips. Marlon kissed me back, pursing his lips as he groaned from my every thrust. Then I laid down on top of him completely (chest to chest while still humping into him), and started to kiss him deeper. Marlon responded by parting his lips. I slipped my tongue into his mouth, and started french kissing him like a woman. My dick grew harder as my balls began to tighten in their hairy sack. Marlon sucked on my tongue, tasting his own asshole in our kiss. He moaned and panted in my mouth, then started shooting cum all over between the two of us. I felt his hot wet splatter against my stomach, and pumped into him harder.
"Oh shit! UHHHH...!!" I groaned, breaking the kiss as I came like a horse up in his ass. Marlon pulled me back down for another smooch, smashing his lips to mine and sucking my tongue as soon as it entered his mouth.
Just then my cell phone rang. I slowly pulled myself from my brother on-law's ass and reached for my pants on the floor. It was Deme, asking if I felt better. "Much better" I told her, laying down next to her brother in bed.