When Brothers-in-Law "Cross-over"
by Jay Valenti
It was to be the vacation of a lifetime ... and it was ... only not in the "conventional" sense!
My wife and I got together with her married sister and brother-in-law over dinner recently and we discussed the idea of going on vacation, all together. My wife, Jennifer and her sister, Sally, were very close and I found her brother-in-law, Chad, a witty, amiable fellow ... so we thought it was a splendid idea to make plans for a trip to Hawaii, since there was no problem coordinating the vacation (holiday) time.
We laid over in San Francisco a couple of nights, ate at some terrific restaurants along the Wharf---including the renowned "Joe DiMaggio's," which featured some fabulous Italian dishes.
What struck us as quite novel was that at virtually every restaurant we visited, the waiters (or to use that silly term, "servers") were either Gay or studiously feminine in their demeanor. We all noticed and Chad remarked at one point, "Well, no doubt about it, we've heard for years that San Francisco is a 'shangrila' for Gays and Lesbians, and I guess it's true, eh?" We all nodded in the affirmative.
Finally, we were airborne for Honolulu and landed some 3 hours later. When we checked into the hotel, the desk clerk came up with a good idea. For a few bucks more, we could have two separate but adjoining rooms with a door inside allowing us to come and go between the rooms without having to go out in the hall. The girls especially liked the idea and we made the switch.
The next few days were spent doing the usual tourist stuff, including some great seafood. I saw my very first live shrimp in a large tank at the entrance of one particular restaurant. I couldn't get over the dozens of antennas those tasty shellfish have all over their bodies as they swim about in an upright position. We all ordered what they called "prawns"---quite large shrimp with a girth the width of two thumbs, side by side. The two wives and I used knives and forks to cut them into bite size pieces but Chad did not ... he would take one, hold it by its tail and put it directly in his mouth and munch away an inch or so at a time. At one point Chad, who was sitting next to me, leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I bet Gay men love to suck on these things," and then he chuckled. I thought that was a rather "odd" remark but just chuckled, too. My wife asked me what was so funny and I replied, "Oh, he just wondered if such large specimens were available where we lived" (since we never saw any this size).
The four of us then walked around Honolulu, taking in all the interesting sights including all kinds of people on the beaches, most wearing very "skimpy" bathing suits. At one point, Chad remarked that "these men sure aren't shy about 'showcasing their 'goods." And I certainly couldn't "dispute" that ... I saw some men who must be well hung, with what looked like "grapefruits" in their swimshorts. The girls also oggled and giggled.
The next day we did a helluva lot of walking around and by afternoon, I pleaded that I was tired and needed to take a nap before resuming that evening. Chad agreed and he told the girls to go ahead and do some shopping while we rest. Jennifer said that she and Sally would like to take a little side trip to a neighboring island and would be back about 6 pm, if that was okay. We nodded yes and, after changing clothes, off they went. Chad and I retired to our respective bedrooms and, after taking a quick shower, I dried off and got into bed, falling fast asleep.
I don't know how much time had gone by ... all I know is that I was having what I thought was an intimate dream from my past, when my wife sucked my cock the very first time and whereas she was kinda "mechanical," in this dream she was quite passionate, sucking my dick like there was "no tomorrow." It was verrrrrrrry sensual and I started to turn around on my side when I felt a "resistance" which made me wake up. Talk about being stunned ... there was Chad, on his hands and knees, sucking my cock and softly moaning. I couldn't believe it! "Chad, what in hell are you doing, man??? You're married to my wife's sister! We're both married men ... and look at what you're doing! "
He slipped my dick out of his mouth and said, "Don't sweat the small stuff, Charlie, I'm Bisexual and I have a sneaky suspicion you are too, only you just haven't come 'to terms' with it." I laid there, my mouth gaped open and my cock stiff as a board. He took it in his hand and jacked it, causing it to throb and then, with one quick gesture, he slid his hands under each of my legs, raising them with his hands in the crook of my knees, exposing "everything I own" and swallowing my dick all the way to the balls! I couldn't believe how good it felt and let out a loud groan as he pumped his mouth up and down and then he let it loose, only to lick my asscrack and then taking each of my nuts, one at a time, and sucking on them tenderly---all the while stroking the dick and then "confessing" to me that he has wanted to "romance your cock and balls from the time we worked out in a gym, half naked, a few years ago, but never really got the chance, till now."
With those words, my head was spinning but my dick was hoping he wouldn't stop ... the sensation of his lips, tight around the shaft and then his tongue twirling around and around the cockhead, and the sensation of his gently massaging my balls ... and the sound of his slurping and moaning was the "trigger!" I let out a long, loud hiss and slammed my feet down on the bed, arching my back, raising my ass up in the air and letting loose a torrent of Sperm ... by far the biggest, most intense orgasm I ever had. The jism just kept cumming and cumming and Chad kept slurping and moaning, his tongue spinning furiously, his fingers fondling my balls as they "climbed up" from the bag.
I was breathing heavily now, my legs flopping back down on the bed and my eyes almost rolling back into my head. All I could murmur was, "I don't believe how much you made me cum ... I can't get over it." Chad quipped, "I know how you can "get over it" ... and with that, he got back on his hands and knees and turned around, backing up toward my face and pressing his swollen cock right on my lips! I kept my lips closed, barely, and then, as if an "inner voice" commanded me, I opened my mouth and felt this fantastic sensation of a male organ sliding in with an urgency that left me almost dizzy as I experienced the silky cockhead, the muskiness of his naked crotch and the inevitable "69"--- as he continued nursing my dick and grabbing my ass, turning me over on my side, which gave me "freedom" to rock my ass back and forth, in effect fucking his throat.
Suddenly I felt these "jets" ... hot ropes of Chad's jism, spirting and squirting, thick and slightly salty, causing me to whimper and swallow ...and swallow ...and swallow. He pumped that sexy dick in a nice, easy rhythm, as I clutched his muscular ass, not wanting this to end.
We both lay there, exhausted but satiated like only two male cocksuckers can provide. I looked up at the clock, it was 5:30pm ... the wives would be walking in any time now. We both jumped up and showered together, washing eachother's cocks and knowing very well that this was the beginning of a quite "special" Brother-in-Law Relationship.
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