Date: Sun, 30 Jan 2005 15:31:00 EST
From: troy161@hotmail.com
Subject: My Brother-In-Law

			     My Brother-In-Law

				  By Jock
			Email:  troy161@hotmail.com

I was sharing a room with my future brother-in-law at a bed and breakfast in
the little town of Nashville where he and my younger sister would be married.
Josh wasn't just a nice enough guy, he was drop-dead gorgeous, something
I'd had to deal with only for short periods of time; when Linda brought him
home to meet the family, and now on leave from the marines for her wedding.  It
was more difficult this time because we were not only sharing the intimacy of
the same room, were sharing the same bed, thanks to a screw up by the B&B staff.
The day she brought him home to meet the family would have been worse
had I not been heading for Germany.  It was only for the day and then he was out
of my life, but not out of my mind.  I could only ponder what little hells
there might be in the future, having him as a permanent member of the family.
          It was on the 4th of July and we were having a cookout with aunts
and uncles and nieces and nephews as a send-off for me, and Linda thought it
would be a good time to introduce us to Josh; and to make my life miserable.
          Josh showed up wearing denim shorts and hiking boots with a gray
athletic T-shirt and baseball cap.  They were regular shorts off the rack but
the way they fit him was almost indecent. They looked tailor-made for his body.
His muscular thighs filled out the legs to bursting, slung low on his lean
hips and his butt stuffed them in back.  He had one of those butts that made a
belt unnecessary.  The front looked like he had something extra stuffed inside.
He fairly burst out of his T-shirt--arms, pecs and shoulders--you could
even see the outlines of his ab muscles through the material a certain way he
moved.
          He charmed my mother and my aunts and impressed the hell out of my
dad and my uncles and only God knows what he did to me.  He knew he was
charming the others but he had no idea what he was doing to me. He was properly
respectful, I think because I was older by four years and because I was a marine,
but at the same time he was a lot of fun.  My young nieces and nephews
practically idolized him. He was also very athletic--obviously--but so was I.
          We played volley ball with the kids and there was football and we
played catch -- all of the studly things that guys do at a gathering. Linda
watched his every move, almost worshipful; I didn't blame her.  I was enjoying the
sight of his constantly rippling muscles myself.  I prayed he would take his
shirt off.
Mom called Linda to help with dinner and Josh and I went out behind the
garage to play basketball. We were pretty evenly matched and both very competitive.
 His T-shirt was soon soaked to a darker gray.  He looked sexy as hell, like
the jocks back in high school after practice or PE class, only Josh was no
high schooler.  When he pulled his shirt up to wipe his face the sight of his abs
took my breath away.  His stomach looked like a plate of armor.
"Damn, I need a good hosing down," he said as we were coming around the
corner of the garage.
 "That can be arranged," I said and before he knew it I had the hose turned
on and was spraying him. He yelped and tried to dance out of the way but then
he gave in and stood and took it and let me spray him till he was soaked.
Linda came around to see what was going on.
          "What are you two little boys doing?" she asked, laughing.
          She went to get him a towel.  Josh went up on the porch and pulled
off his T-shirt to wring the water out.  I was nearly lightheaded at the sight
of his bare, muscular torso.  Godd, he was built!  The others noticed, too.
I swore I heard a hush fall over the place, but only for a second before they
recovered.
Linda came out with the towel and I saw the longing in her eyes when she
looked at his near-naked body. If she wasn't my sister I would have seen raw lust.
 Again, I didn't blame her.
"You're not going to be allowed to eat at mom's table like that, with your
bare chest sticking out," I told him.  "I'll get you a dry T-shirt.  I don't
think my jeans will fit you, though."
"That's okay, I've got a swim suit in my car if that would be okay.  They'
re boxer trunks, they're almost like shorts."
"Yeah, just so long as it's not a thong bikini," I joked.  "Go get your
suit."
          "I save the thong bikini for Linda," he said with a wink.
Was he serious?  I couldn't tell and I couldn't ask, but my imagination
kicked into overdrive as I pictured those tight, round butt muscles all bare and
separated by a thong, and I couldn't even imagine what he would look like in
the front.
He ran out and got his swim trunks and I took him upstairs to change.  I was
excited at the thought that I might see him naked but it was not to be.  He
took the dry clothes and went into my bathroom to change.  No matter; he was one
of those guys who looked as good in his clothes as out.

I got special leave to come home for the wedding. I was anxious to see my
family, but even more anxious to see Josh again.  If anything, he was more
good-looking than before and he looked like he'd put on more muscle. He wasn't as
boyish as before and still treated me with great respect.
          I missed his bachelor party and the rehearsal dinner. It was just a
few friends and family members who had traveled to Nashville for the wedding.
 Josh had just come in after a walk through the town with Linda.
          "Hey, I'm glad you were able to make it home," he said.
          "I wouldn't have missed it," I said.
          "Tomorrow at this time we're going to be related," he said.
          "Do you have a problem with that?"  I asked.
          "No, not a bit.  Do you?" he asked smartly.
          "No.  I trust Linda's decisions," I said.
          "What do YOU think, aside from her decisions?" he asked.
          "I think you're a hell of guy.  So long as you treat my sister
right, we'll get
along fine," I told him.
          "No man would be fool enough to mistreat a marine's sister," he
said.
          "Because you love her, not because her brother is a marine," I
said.
"I love her," he said.  "I've told your mom that, I've told your dad that
and
now I'm telling you, I love her.
          "I guess I never asked you...where do you work," I asked.
          "I'm a warehouseman.  I load and unload trucks and wrestle heavy
boxes around all day.  It's not glamorous but it pays god and I like the
physical part of it." He hesitated and looked at me with a thin smile. "Are you
disappointed that I don't have a career?"
          "Your life is your career--taking care of my sister is your
career.  How you do it is your business, as long as it's legal.  I look at my
parents and I think being a good husband is more important than any degree."
          He smiled a smile that made me melt.  "You know, that's the first
time anybody's referred to me as her husband, except Linda."
          "See that you live up to it," I said.
          We were undressing for bed; Josh following my lead. I was down to
my shorts, undecided whether I should go all the way and sleep naked as I
usually did.
          "I haven't slept in the same bed with another guy since I was a
little boy," Josh said.
          "That's good to know.  Just don't get used to it," I joked.  I
peeled down my shorts.  "I hope you don't mind, but I sleep naked," I said
          "Mind?  It just makes things more interesting," he said, laughing.
          I was hoping it would make things real interesting; that he would
again follow my lead. That he would take his shorts off. Happily, he did.  When
he straightened I saw his manhood and had to stifle a gasp, but I know I didn'
t hide my surprise.
          "Whoa!  Does she know about that?"  I asked.
          "About what?"
          "About that," I said, nodding toward his manhood.  "Has she seen
you?"
          "Uhh...no...you should know your sister better than that," he said.
          "I was hoping I did," I said.  I couldn't help looking at him and
since his manhood was the subject of our conversation I wasn't embarrassed
doing so.
          "You're looking at me like I'm some kind of freak," he said.
          "No, not a freak; just...BIG."
          "You really are worried, aren't you; for Linda?"
          "I would be worried for ME," I joked. "If you don't mind my
asking, how big are you?"
          "I don't know, eleven inches or so."
          "Elevin...inches!"  I blurted.  "And she's never seen you?  Shit,
you can't just spring that on her."
"I wasn't exactly going to spring it on her," he said with a scowl.  "I
love her. I'll make love to her.  I won't hurt her."
          I looked away, with some embarrassment, partly because of my own
hidden desire more than true concern for my sister.
          "Hey, I'm sorry, maybe I was out of line.  Your size is a matter
between you and Linda," I said.
          "It's okay, don't apologize.  You're right, maybe I should have
told her, or at least talked to her about it.  But it's pretty much too late
now.  I can't go find her and tell her the wedding is off because her brother
thinks my cock is too big."
          I had to laugh.  "Maybe she won't think so," I said.  "Not after
awhile. It just looks big to me.  And I've been in the showers with more guys
than I can count and I know big when I see it.  Shit, you should have been
black," I joked.
          "I assure you, I promise you, that my own pleasure will always be
second to my wife," he said.
          "You're a hell of man for saying so," I said.
          "I have thought about it...the problems it might cause, being
built so big...and I've prepared myself for a long wait if necessary," he said.  "
I would never force myself on her.  I never have and I won't just because I'
m her husband.  I can wait for as long as it takes, for as long as she needs."
          "You're a hell of a man," I said him again as I put out my hand.
                                          "And you would make a hell of a
marine. I apologize.  I shouldn't have interfered."
          "Linda would appreciate your concern," he said.
          "Don't tell her," I said.
"I won't, not for awhile," he said.
          "I now I might be interfering again, Josh...but are you, uh... saying
Linda is a virgin?"
          "I don't know, it never came up.  But she is so far as I'm
concerned." He held up his hands.  "Don't worry, I'll be extra careful and gentle."
I nodded and reached for the lamp.  "That side okay with you?"  I asked.
          "Yeah, for starters.  I'll probably take my half out of the middle
before the night is over."
          "Don't bet on it," I said and turned out the light.
          It was a strange feeling, crawling into bed with the big stud who
was my sister's fianc, especially both of us being naked.  It was a queen size
bed but we were both good-sized men and it could get crowded when we tried to
move.
          "This is weird," Josh said.
          "It's only for one night.  Like I said, just don't get used to it."
          He laughed. "You being a marine and around so many other guys I'm
surprised you even noticed me," he said.  "I figure you've seen plenty of big
guys in the barracks and the showers."
          "Being a marine doesn't automatically make you hung," I said.  "
And besides, none of those other guys I've seen are going to be married to my
sister."
          "Since you noticed, I, uh...well, I did too and you're not exactly
a midget," he said.
          "I manage with what I've got," I said.
          "I'll bet you do," he said.
"And I'm not the one marrying my sister," I added.  "Can I ask you
something?"
          "Sure."
          "Well, I'm guessing you're not a virgin...have you, uh...ever had
any trouble with a woman handling you?" I asked.
          "Some.  That's how I know I have to be careful with Linda."
          It was strange talking to my soon-to-be brother-in-law like that.
I didn't really know him, yet I felt I did.  I guess when you're talking to a
guy about the size of his cock you're bound to feel like you know him.  I didn
't talk anymore when he didn't because I figured he wanted to get some sleep
before his big day. Me, I couldn't sleep.  How could I, lying next to the big
handsome built, super-hung stud?  As it turned out, Josh couldn't sleep
either.
          I came awake out of a fitful doze to see Josh standing looking out
the window. I lay watching him for a long time, enjoying his very masculine
silhouette against the soft light shining in the window.
"Hey, Josh, is everything okay?"  I asked finally.  "You're not getting
cold feet, are you?"
"No, just thinking about what you said."   He half turned from the waist up.
 "You're right, I should have told her...I should have warned her and given
her a chance to back out."
          I sat up and swung my legs over the edge of the bed.   "Don't talk
like that. You know she would never change her mind about marrying you over
something like that."
"Shit, I'll probably scare her to death when she sees me like this, naked,
with this club between my legs."
"If she's scared it'll only be because she's a virgin and that's only
natural.  But you won't scare her off.  She loves you.  And if you're half the man
I think you are, you'll handle it.  She loves you; it's all over her face...
.you'll work through it together if it's a problem.  And given some time, she's
going to appreciate what you're carrying around there.  I know guys who would
kill to be built like you are.  And women who wish their men were.  Trust me,
you're going to make her very happy."
"Thanks for the pep talk.  I just hope you're right.  I hope I'm man enough
to be the gentleman I need to be.  I know when I see her like this all naked
and beautiful I'm going to want...to want her so bad...I don't know if I trust
myself not to turn into an animal."
I laughed softly. "You don't have it in you to be an animal with your wife,
not now, not fifty years from now."
          "I'm sorry, you must think I'm awful talking to you like this
about your sister."
"Hey, if you didn't feel the way you do I would really be worried. I can
well
understand how you feel.  If she weren't my sister...well, any man would be
happy and lucky to have her."
          "I know how lucky I am," he said.
"She knows how lucky she is.  She practically worship you, Josh."
"Yeah?"
"Haven't you seen how she looks at you?"
"No, I'm too busy looking at her," he said.  "I just pray I have the
strength to deserve her worship."
"Hey man, there are ways of taking care of it if you have to. I'm sure you
remember," I said, laughing.
"Yeah, It hasn't been all that long ago," he said with an easy laugh.
"And I know you'll make Linda happy."
"You've got my word on it; whatever it takes, however long it takes."
          I was standing beside him, close enough to feel his body heat and
he could feel mine.
"I didn't mean to butt in, and I won't, but if you are ever need to talk,
since we already have, you'll always know where to find me," I said.
"Thanks." Suddenly he put his arm round my waist and his other arm around my
shoulder and gave me a quick hard hug. "It's going to be great to have an
older brother I can talk to."
It was a hug that had no meaning to him beyond what he intended; like two
naked jocks in the locker room, hugging after a job well done on the field. The
touch of his bare, warm muscles against my nakedness gave me a jolt. The heat
of his thick manhood brushing against mine sent a chill down my spine.  I was
sorry he broke away but relived for both our sakes.  We stood there together
looking out the window and I felt so intimately close to him.  The time was so
right and perfect and I knew I would never have this most excellent opportunity
again.  I wondered how he might react.  Would he get pissed, and there would
be a private little secret that we would carry for the rest of our lives?
What if he got mad and exploded and told Linda or my parents? I couldn't bare for
that to happen.  He turned and went back to the bed and I was safe for the
moment, although wrought with want and excitement as I watched his tight, round
butt, spread open a little as he crawled into bed.
"I don't know why I've even bothering to do this, I won't be able to sleep,"
 he said as he crawled into bed.
          He tossed and turned and I took every opportunity to look at his
naked body in the soft light.  He stretched out on his back with his arms folded
behind his head, not able to sleep, and he knew I wasn't sleeping.
          "You know what she told me?" he said out of the blue.
          "What?"
          "She told me the last several months we were going together that if
I needed to, I could get my satisfaction elsewhere.  Just so long as it wasn'
t with someone she knew. She didn't want me screwing any of her friends."
          "She must love you a hell of a lot," I said.  "Did you?"
          "NO, not...I didn't screw anybody."
"But?"
"Well, I--I got a couple of blow jobs."
"From guys or women?"  I asked.
"One of each actually," he admitted. "Once from a woman I met at a truck
stop; a trucker's wife.  She sucked me while her husband watched and took
pictures.  We did it in his sleeper."
I waited to hear about t the other time, with the guy.  Finally I asked him.
          "You don't want to know about that time," he said as a warning.
"I do if you don't mind telling me."
"It was a marine," he said. He hesitated and looked at me before he went on
to get my reaction and maybe to see if I still wanted to hear the rest of it.
"I picked him up hitch-hiking and about two miles down the road he started
coming on to me, or at least I thought so.  It was the first time anything like
that had ever happened to me so I didn't know for sure but finally I came
right out and asked him if he was coming on to me. And he came right out and said
yes.  So he sucked my cock going down the road at 70 miles per hour. Dam, I
almost careened off the road when he got me off."
          "You're right, you shouldn't have brought that up," I said,
laughing
"Getting to you?" he asked.
          "Yeah."
"Me too," I said.
          "Like you said, there are ways to take care of it that I'm sure
you still remember," he chided me.
          I started to turn over on my stomach but Josh raised up like he was
expecting me to jack off and he was going to watch.  I stretched back out.
If he wanted to watch me get a hardon I wasn't going to deny him.  And he wasn'
t making any attempt to hide his.
          "Mind if I watch?" he asked.
          "Not if you don't" I said.
          "Okay, it'll give you a chance to see what I'm talking about," he
said.
          We lay there like two boys, pulling on our cocks, watching them get
hard; and with each passing second I grew more emboldened in my mind and more
and more willing to take a chance on his reaction.  I fought it but not very
hard; I knew I would loose.
          His cock swelled and grew and lifted up from between his legs and
swung to one side against his inner thigh.  It lay there for only a second
before it lifted higher and swung out across his hip.  Then it pulsated again and
swelled and lengthened as it continued grow till it swung up over his belly to
rest against his abs.  From there it pulsated and stretched up across his
abs, way over his navel, reaching nearly to his pecs!  It was as awesomely wide
as it was big; thick as his wrist.  It throbbed hard, lifting up and down over
his stomach.  I was awestruck.  I'd never seen anything like it and I had seen
a lot of men, a lot of hard cocks up close and personal.
          "Geezusss!"  I swore softly in disbelief.
          "I told you," he said.  He reached down and pushed his cock up
with his thumb.  It towered upward easily ten or eleven inches, maybe more, and
so thick it was menacing!
"If you were a virgin, wouldn't you be scared to face that?" he asked.
"My Godd, I see what you mean."
"Yeah, Linda is lying in bed right now dreaming about her wedding day and our
honeymoon without a clue that there's a monster in another room waiting to
become her husband."
"I wouldn't put it that way," I said. "You just have to keep reminding
yourself how much you love her."
"God, I don't want to scare her and I don't want her to be afraid of me,"
he said.
"Stop worrying. No woman could help loving and admiring something that size,
no matter how scared she might be.  She'll only see it as a challenge," I
said.
"I hope you're right.  She can admire all she wants but she'll have to tell
me when she's ready.  I won't touch her till she tells me."
"You can't seduce her without scaring her," I said. "And probably even
hurting her a little.  She knows that.  She'll want that."
"I meant I wouldn't force her."
"I'm sure she knows that," I said.  My mouth was watering and my throat went
dry as I watched his huge cock throb and quiver up and down. I laughed
softly.  "You actually found somebody to suck that?  I don't see how they got it in
their mouth."
          "It was a challenge for the trucker's wife but her husband kept
encouraging her for the camera.  The marine, he took right to it.  He choked on
it but he was determined."
          "Well if Linda said you could look elsewhere, maybe that's what you
'll have to do for awhile, at first," I said.
"No, I wouldn't do that to her, not after I'm married to her," he cut in.  "
I can suffer through it."
          He tried but he couldn't even handle it through the night. He
tossed and turned and I saw the poor guy humping the mattress.
"Hey, who don't you just take care of it," I said huskily, breaking the dark
silence.
          "Shit, I thought I'd given that up," he said as he flopped over on
his back again.  His huge cock swung and swayed and settled into a towering
hunk of flesh up over his stomach.
          "Linda would feel awful if she knew you were going through this,"
I said.
"Well, it's only a few more hours," he said bravely.
          "That's till you're married.  After that, there's the reception,
and then there no guarantees on your wedding night," I reminded him.  I wanted
him to jack off.  I wanted more but it would be enough to watch him jack off.
After tossing and turning a few more minutes, he said, "You're right, I
gotta take care of this or I'm never going to get any sleep," as he raised up to
get out of bed.
I raised up too and put my elbows out like I was stretching, but it was to
block him from getting out of the bed and going into the bathroom.  "You don't
have to go in the bathroom," I said. "It's not like I've never jacked off."
"But have you ever watched another guy jack off?"
I hesitated, then replied, "Yeah, when I was a kid."
He sighed and laid back down but he didn't do it.  His cock bolted and
quivered up over his belly as he tried to stay in control.
"That looks like it hurts," I joked.
"It does," he said, and finally reached down and wrapped his hand around it.
I was so impressed that his hand wouldn't reach all the way around.  He moved
his hand up and down the shaft several times then jacked it hard and fast for
a few seconds then let go.
"Why'd you stop?"
"I can't do this.  Hell, I'm a grown man, about to get married, I gotta have
more control than to be jacking off the night before my wedding."
"Shit, let ME take care of it then, so we can both get some sleep," I said
as I boldly reached for his cock.  I don't know where it came from, the surge
of courage that made me do it.
He gasped and looked at me with a look of shock, but he was no more shocked
than I was.  I was surprised, too, that he didn't do or say anything; he just
lay there with his cock in my hand.  I squeezed his cock but my fingers wouldn'
t reach all the way around it either.  It was hot and hard and veiny.  I
worked my hand up and down a few times.
"Geezusss...Fuck, are you...?" he started.
"A marine," I cut in huskily.  "That's all; just another marine."
"I meant...are you really going to jack me off?"  Then before I could answer
he suddenly climbed over me and got out of bed and went over to the window.
I got out of bed.  I moved cautiously up beside him. "Sorry if I made it
worse," I said.
"Naw, you didn't," he said.  "Thanks, but I can't expect my brother-in-law
to..."
"Why not?" I cut in, and my hand around his cock again  and shut him up.  I
squeezed his cock and moved my hand up and down the thick shaft.  "You tell me
if you want me to stop," I said huskily.
"No--No, don't stop," he gasped.  "Ohh, fuck, your hands feels good!" he
whispered.
"You deserve to feel good, with the kind of agony you're suffering," I said.

"Are you really just another marine?"  he asked,  "because I never had a
guy...a straight guy...do anything like this for me."
"I'm just a marine," I said again.  "If you're looking for a label, I don'
t have one."
"Aww, man, you're going to be a great brother-in-law," he said. "What...
..else do you do?" he asked cautiously, feeling me out.
"What else do you want?"  I asked as I squeezed his cock.  I said it like I
was half joking; he could take it either way.
"I don't know...if you're, you know, just helping a guy out in his time of
need...or if you're just another marine who would...might...go farther."
"Come on back to the bed," I told him.  I followed him the few steps back to
the bed, my eyes glued to his tight bubble butt flexing with each step,
spreading apart so beautifully again when he climbed on the bed.  He stretched out
and I crawled between his legs. I cupped his balls with one hand and gripped
his cock with the other.
          "Nice balls."
"Thanks."
I pulled his cock up. "I've met some guys who like to brag that they've got
ten or eleven inches, but this is no brag," I said
          "I don't know...maybe...I never really measured it."
"We will some day.  God, she's a lucky woman."
"I hope she thinks so," he said.
"She will...I know I do."
"Do you?"
"You know how rare it is to find a man like you?  The perfect specimen.  You'
re the stuff dreams are made of," I said.
He laughed softly, a little embarrassed.  "Okay, if you say so."
          I lapped my tongue around the underside of his cock, swirling it
around the rim.
"Aw, man, y-you're g-gonna do it!" he gasped in a whisper.
"Yeah," I said with a chuckle.  "I'm gonna do it."
"Does Linda know, or do you think she might suspect?" he asked.
          "About me?  If she did, do you think she would turn me loose with
you in the same bed?"
I wrapped both hands around his cock and the head stuck up out of my two
fists; enough for another hand.  I needed three hands!  Yeah, he was no brag;
hell, he was probably bigger than eleven inches.
"I need three hands," I said.
"No you don't," he said with a mischievous grin.
"No--No, I don't," I agreed.  I bent down and he gasped even before I took
the head of his cock in my mouth. It filled my mouth deliciously...warm and
meaty and pulsating with life.  I got a taste of his precome and it only
whetted my appetite.  I raised up.  "How do you want it?  Are you just wanting to
get off or do you want me to take my time and make it good?"
          "I think I would like to enjoy it for awhile, if I'm able to hold
off."
          "I'll help hold you off," I said.  I nuzzled my face between his
legs and licked his balls, sucking one in my mouth.  I moved back and forth
from one to the other; they were too big to get them both in my mouth at the same
time.  When I had him squirming I raised up and kissed the base of his cock
and began the long journey to the other top.
Josh moaned and thrust himself at my face, desperately anxious.  I took my
time and he groaned louder, begging me to take his cock.
"Awww...awww, do it if you're going to...take it," he begged.
I took my time instead, lavering my tongue over every bit of his hot cock,
then covering it again with my spit.
"Ohh, please...don't put me through this...I don't need any more agony.
Please, take it...suck it,"  he begged.
When I finally did take his cock in my mouth I let out a loud groan of
delight and then settled in to enjoy it.  He didn't say anything else till
much later, when he was about to come...just lay there writhing around and
moaning from deep in his belly.
I sucked him with a reverence, with such deep appreciation that it brought
tears to my eyes. He was such a beautiful man and I thought that if my sister
ever got tried of him I would take her cast-offs. His muscular beauty, the
night, the intimacy of the quiet room, his soft moans, the hours till he would
become my brother-in-law; it all made my pleasure more conducive to giving him
greater pleasure.
          I wasn't able to take his cock all the way. He was too big.  I
tried again and again but couldn't get his head through the tight opening of my
throat.  I hoped my frustration didn't become his disappointment.  It didn't.
"You can stop trying to swallow it," he whispered, brushing his hands over
my shoulders.  "What you're doing feels just great."
          I was glad he said it but I didn't stop trying.  The challenge was
there.  I just couldn't meet it.
After touching my shoulders he seemed comfortable putting his hands
elsewhere, caressing and squeezing the muscles of my shoulders and both arms.  He even
reached down to squeeze my pecs a couple of times.  I wondered, if I raised
up, if he might have reached farther down for my cock.
I sucked him lovingly.  It was easy to make love to his cock.  I wanted to
make love to him but I would have to take it slow.  Getting his cock sucked was
one thing...I wasn't sure how he would react to being made love to by another
man, even a marine.  I doubted if he had really been made love to by a woman
the way he deserved.
I went back down to his balls, then under them.  They lay heavily on my face
and he spread his legs wider and hunkered his butt up out of the mattress as
if to encourage me to go farther if I wanted to.  I nuzzled my face deep
between his legs, lashing at the hardness in the apex of his thighs under his balls.
 He drew his legs higher and when I explored further in the grove of his butt
he lifted his legs straight up.
"Do you want that?" he whispered hoarsely as he drew his legs up against his
chest.
My moan told him that I did and I buried my face between his spread butt.
"Ohh, Goddd'  he gasped with surprise.
I licked the slopes of his butt, down into the crevice till I found the
pucker of his asshole.
"Awww," he cried out softly as I lashed my tongue out. "Ohhh, fuck what're
you doing!"
I moaned my reply and he understood. He hugged his legs tightly against his
chest to spread his butt as wide as he could. I dug my fingers deep into the
crevice and pulled his hole open.  I could see the soft, pinkish muscles inside
clenching and palpitating.  I buried my face in his butt and drove my tongue
deep in his asshole.
"AAHhhhhhhh!" he cried.
"Not so much noise," I said.  "They'll hear you in the other rooms."
"Yeah...Sorry...but, Geezussss, I never felt anything like that before in my
life!"
"Bury your face in a pillow, I'm gonna do a lot more that you never felt
before in your life," I told him.
          I tongued his ass deep and sucked the clenching muscle around my
tongue and fucked him with my tongue.  I ate his ass like a hungry puppy and he
muffled his outcries in the pillow.  Finally, he stopped me with his hand on
my shoulder.
          "Aww, Fuck!  Please, I gotta have a break from that.  Shit, I can'
t take it any more right now," he gasped.
          I left his ass and went back to his balls.  I sucked them for
awhile then moved up the underside of his cock.  I pulled it up straight and licked
it up and down like an all-day sucker, and it quivered under my touch.  I
lapped around the head for a moment till his cock was quivering terribly then
finally took it in my mouth. My spit was running down into the crack of his ass
and I used it to massage his hole with my fingertip.  His asshole was still
clenching madly and it was easy to shove my finger inside.  He let out a little
gasp then moaned as I shoved my finger all the way in.  I quickly found his
love nut and massaged and tapped gently around it.  His moans turned into groans
as he thrashed his butt around on my hand.
          "Oh, Godd...Ohhh...Ohhhh...Ohhhh, Mannn...Awwwhhh...Awwwww,
w-what're y-you d-doing to me...Ohhh, Goddddammmm...I c-can't t-take this,
I can't hold off, I'm gonna come...!"
It was as if his whole body exploded.  I felt the surge of come through his
cock then a great spurt of come shot up nearly to the ceiling.  I was stupefied
by his enormous power.  I watched the rope of come descend till it landed
with a soft splattered on his chest.  He shot again, and again, his asshole
squeezing and relaxing in turn and I kept dancing my fingers, two of them now, on
his prostate.  I lost count...I guess eight or nine salvos...he was pretty well
drenched by the time he reached down and grabbed my wrist.
"I can't...stand that...any more," he begged.
"Okay."  I withdrew my fingers and replaced them with my tongue.
"Awwwwhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,"  he gasped in a whimpering moan.
I didn't tongue him, I just inserted my tongue and let his asshole squeeze
around it as he floated back down to his senses.  I lapped his asshole gently
and he seemed to like that.
"Ohhhhh," he moaned, laying his hand on top of my head.  "I don't know what
the hell you were doing in there but you were driving me up the fuckin'
walls.  I never had to stop doing something because it felt too good.  Where'd you
learn to do that...how'd you find a spot that you knew would drive me nuts?"
"Every guy's got a spot," I said.  I was surprised that he didn't know it
was his prostate.  He knew he had one, but then I doubted if most guys realized
what pleasure it was capable of bringing.
I didn't think he would notice, or care, but when I raised up and crawled up
to my side of the bed, he saw my still-raging hardon.
"I can jack that off for you," he offered.
"No, you don't have to," I said.
"It's the least I can do," he said, and reached for my cock.  I was
surprised by his offer, stunned that he touched my cock.  His hand felt good but I didn
't want to come.  I let him jack me off for a couple of minutes till I was
getting too close then I stopped him.
"I don't wanta come," I said.  "I was hoping for a repeat performance."
"You want to do me again?" he asked, laughing.  "I don't know if I could
take it.  Hell, you'll have me a blithering idiot by morning."
"You only have to say two words in the morning," I joked.
"A good come usually relaxes me so I can sleep, but you've got me all keyed
up."
"Does that mean you need some more attention?" I asked.
"Yeah, but I really need to try to get some sleep.  I won't be worth a dam
to Linda tomorrow night," he said.
"I doubt if you will have to be worth a dam tomorrow night," I said.  "
Nothing against my sister, but I think you're going to spend a lot of nights just
getting her used to the idea that she married a horse."
"Yeah, you're right," he said. He laughed softly.  "This is a terrible
thing to say but I just hope that sex with your sister is half as good as it is
with you."
"I doubt she'll do what I did; that wasn't a true basis for comparison," I
said.
"I'm afraid I'll make the comparison, though.  I won't be able to help it.
I gotta tell you, man, I never had anything that felt so good."
"I could give you a real basis for comparison, but it might not be fair to my
sister," I said, laughing.
He raised his head up and looked at me.  "It took me a second to catch that,
but...are you...saying...."
"Yeah," I said.
"No kidding?  No shit!  You could...take it that way?"
"Yes."
"Aw, Mannn, I'm never going to get any sleep, just thinking about it," he
exclaimed.
"Nobody was asking you to just think about it," I said.
"You mean...really?.....right now?....tonight?"
I laughed.  "Do you always stammer when you get excited?" I asked.
"How do we...do it?....how do you want it?" he asked anxiously.  "Aww,
shit, what a mess," he said then as he raised up and his come began to streak down
his stomach.
"I can take care of that; I shouldn't have let you make such a mess of
yourself," I said, pushing him back down. "If you don't think it'll freak
you out...."
"You already freaked me out," he said.
          I leaned over him and began lapping up his come.
          "Oh, fuck...that is erotic as hell...Geezzuss, that's sexy,
watching you eat my come!" he exclaimed softly.  "Are you gonna actually
eat it...swallow it, I mean?"
          I answered him by my action. I lapped up every bit of his come that
I could capture till I had a mouthful.
          "Here's something to spit it out," Josh said, grabbing his shirt.
          But I swallowed.  He lay there with a surprised grin as I gulped
down his come.
          "Geezusss!"  he swore, laughing.  "I don't think I ever seen
anything so erotic."
          I went to the bathroom to get the lube from my shaving kit.  I
applied some Anal Ease to deaden the pain a little, then lubed up my asshole.  I
took the lube with me and lubed up Josh's cock.
          "How do you want it?"  I asked him.
"Let me count the ways."
"Do you like your partner on top?" I asked.
"Aw, yeah.  But I think I would like to start out on top.  Hell, I'll
probably have you in every position in the book before it's over, if you'll let me."
"You don't need my permission," I said.  "Once you get that big cock inside
me, I'm yours till you're done with me."
He laughed. "What would your commanding officer and fellow marines think of
you talking like that?"
I crawled up in the bed.
"I don't quite know what we're doing," he said as he got up.
"It's pretty much the same as with a woman, except it'll be a lot tighter,"
I said.
"Do you mind doing it on your back...like a woman?" he asked.  "Not that you'
re anything like a woman, but it's the way I'm used to it.  Or I was...it's
been awhile since I actually fucked a woman...not since I met your sister."
He laughed, shaking his head.  "Shit, I don't believe this....I haven't
fucked anybody since I met your sister, and now it's going to be with her brother."
I laid myself out in front of him and cocked my legs up on either side of
him. He took over from there.  If he didn't know what he was doing, he acted by
instinct.  He lifted my legs up and I laid my calves onto his shoulders.  He
grabbed my ass and squeezed the muscles like I imagined he'd done with so many
girls.
          I held my breath with great and fearful anticipation.  He was going
to pry me apart. Unlike my sister, I was no virgin, but being in the marines,
there wasn't a lot of opportunity to pursue my passion for men.  There was
always the risk and one had to be extremely careful.   Here, with Josh, I could
give myself in total abandon, but I was a little scared.  I prayed the
Anal-Ease would work.
          The head of his cock pressed against my asshole.  He worked it
around, with gentle jabs, stretching the muscles.  Then he put pressure on to
enter me.   It was a relentless pressure that I knew would send his huge cock
bursting through my tight sphincter and plunging into the depths of my guts, where
no man had ever gone before.  I felt like a virgin.  I didn't ease away from
him; instead, I held my ground, bravely offering my ass to his big cock.
Suddenly the head popped through.
          "Haaahhhhh!"  I gasped.
          "Godddd!" he whispered.  "Fuck, man, you're tight."
          Hell yes, I was tight.  His cock would make anybody tight.  The
pain was terrible.  If not for the Anal-Ease, I wouldn't have been able to handle
it.  I tried to keep my asshole from squeezing his cock, but to no avail.
But it served to work through the pain.  I was in a dither; I had two things to
worry about.  Besides the girth of his cock hurting like hell, he was shoving
his cock deeper.
          "Shit, I hope this isn't hurting too much," he said huskily.  His
concern was little more than lip service, for he kept sinking his cock deeper
into my ass.
          I was seeing stars, then seeing black, and I was afraid I might
pass out.  Some say that the more it hurts the greater the pleasure when the pain
is gone.  I hoped they were right; I was going to go nuts in a little bit. I
hung on till he was all the way in me.  I hoped my sister could do the same.
I didn't know, maybe a woman was built to stretch and accommodate any size
cock, but she was a virgin, and I'd had my share of cocks, and he was making me
feel like a virgin.
          "Awwwwhhh, Godddd!" Josh moaned as he pressed his loins hard
against my butt. "You know I'm not a virgin, but I never felt anything like this
in my life."
          I hung on, squeezing my asshole around his huge cock, determined to
work through the pain.
          "Fuck!  This has got to be killing you," he said, suddenly
surprised.  "Is it?
Does it hurt bad?"
          "Like nothing I ever felt," I said
          "Aww, fuck, man...we don't have to...."
          I wrapped my legs around his slim hips to keep him locked in place.
 "Don't you dare,"  I said.  "It's nothing I can't handle, just give me a
minute."
          "Sure.  Take all the time you want," he said.
          It was enough for the moment to have him arched and hovering up
over me, his muscles bulging.  I wrapped my hands around his arms.  They
encircled his triceps but I couldn't reach his biceps.  The pain went from incessant
to throbbing and I knew I was winning.  I shuddered to think what it would have
been like without the Anal-Ease. Josh's cock throbbing massaged my insides
seemed to force the pain out and my asshole was throbbing with appreciation.
          "How're you doing?" Josh asked me. Looking right down into my
eyes, I almost melted.
          "It's okay," I said.
          "It's okay, you can handle it, or is it okay?"
          "It's okay, you can move," I said.
          "Aww, thank God!"  He eased his hips back up, pulling his cock
back through my guts.  I was glad I'd used so much lube; it was a tight fit.  At
the end my asshole squeezed tightly around the rim of his cockhead and it didn'
t hurt; it was squeezing to hold him in.  But he pulled all the way out.  His
cock popped free and I felt my asshole squeezing the air.  Before it closed
up he pushed the head back through.
          "How's that?" he asked.
          "Okay.  You can fuck me," I said.
          He pulled and pushed the head of his cock back and forth through my
asshole a dozen times.  It felt great, but I wanted him inside me again, all
the way.  I wanted to feel his huge cock pulsating his heat through me.
          "Awww, give it to me," I moaned as I locked my legs tight around
him and pulled him in.
          "OHhhhhh...Awwww, that is so good!" he cried softly as he began
fucking me.
          I smiled at his deep appreciation.
          "You don't know...it's been so long since I was able to do
this...shove my cock all the way to the hilt without a lot of whimpering
and crying," he said.
          "I think I did my share of whimpering," I said.
          "I didn't hear any whimpering," he said.  "You took like a man."
          He fucked me slow and steady at first but then he couldn't help
himself picking up the pace.  When he pounded me too hard the headboard tapped
out his rhythm against the wall and he eased off.
"I don't know who's in the next room, do you?" he asked me.
          "No," I said.
          "I don't want anybody to be asking what the pounding was," he
said.
          "That might be hard to explain, coming from the room where the
groom and the bride's brother were sleeping," I said.
Several times he hammered the wall with the headboard before he got his
rhythm and speed.  He was caught up in it, thoroughly enjoying himself, but not
without concern for me. He would fuck me deep, then shallow; hard and gentle;
hard and fast like a jack-hammer, then slow and hard like a pile-driver.  Each
time he asked me how I liked it best. I liked it all ways.
"You could fuck me standing on my head; its great any way you do it," I
said.
"Can we do it upside down, seriously?" he asked with a grin.
"I'm flexible if you are," I said.
He pulled his cock out.  "I wanta try something then."
He curled me up in a ball, placing my feet against the headboard to hold the
position.  Then, facing the foot of the bed he "walked" up the headboard and
hooked his toes around the top of the head board, supporting himself on his
arms.  With one hand he guided his cock to my asshole.  I reached up to place it
and he plunged it in me.
          "UUUhhhhhhhh," I cried softly.
          "That hurt?"
          "No.  It's just a different angle...and deeper," I said.
          He started fucking me, arched up over me like a muscle-bridge.
          "Awwhhh...Ohhhh...OHhh, fuck...Awwwhhh man, this is great!"
          The bed creaked loudly but it didn't hit the wall.  He fucked me
that way till his arms were shaking and we toppled to the side.  He nearly fell
off the bed.
          "Let's get on the floor," he said.
          I climbed out of bed and he bent me in half again.  Then he fucked
me backwards.
          "Ohhh, shit...Ohhhh, Goddd, that's wonderful," I cried.  He was
touching places I'd never had touched before.   He stretched me out on the floor
and fucked me on my stomach.  He fucked me like a dog.  He fucked me on our
sides, front and back.  He put me on top.  He fucked me like a woman again,
literally pounding me into the floor that wouldn't give.  I began to wonder how
long he could last, and to worry about my sister.  She could have no idea what
a stud she was marrying.
          "I wanta come," he announced out of the blue.
          "Fire away," I said.
          "Can I come inside you?  Or, I wanta shoot my load all over you."
          "Do we have to make a choice?"  I asked.
          "I can't do both, I've only got one cock," he said.
          "Thank God for that," I joked.
          "We can do both...if you want to," he said.
          "Did you grow another cock?"
          "No, I can shoot my load in your ass this time, then if you wanta
do it again, I can shoot it on you again."
          "Just don't forget you've got a wedding to show up for," I said.
          "Yeah, I wonder how many times we can work in," he said, laughing.
          We were on the floor with my legs over Josh's shoulders and he was
fucking me with hard, determined thrusts.  I probably had rug-burn, but my
head was against the couch, holding me in place.  Josh was snorting and gasping
and his thrusts weren't paced and I knew he was working it up.  I held my
breath in great anticipation.  Suddenly he snorted like a stallion, tossed his head
back and the next second I felt the heat of his come spurting deep inside me.
          We gasped and moaned but neither of us cried out.  If we had, I
think we would have awakened the whole town, and certainly those in the B&B.  He
literally filled me up with his come.  The stuff shot out and spread back
around his cock like a fine oil massaging my insides.  There was so much I felt it
gushing out around his cock.  He took a long time to wind down.  Even after
he shot off he kept working his cock back and forth, like a piston at the idle.
 Finally, he stopped.       He toppled us over onto our sides, keeping his
cock lodged inside me.
"I gotta tell you, brother," he said breathlessly, "that was the best
goddamed sex I ever had."
          "You shouldn't say that."
          "It's true."  He laughed nervously.  "I just hope it's not true
after tomorrow."
"You shouldn't say that," I said.
"I not gonna be able to help making the comparison," he said.
"Josh...speaking of tomorrow..."
          "Yeah?"
          "I know you said you would be patient and easy, and that your
pleasure would always come before Linda's. But when you shoved your cock in me you
didn't have a clue that you were prying me apart.  You seemed surprised that
it hurt."
          "Aw, I know, I told you, I'm a pig.  I won't do that with Linda,"
he said.  "I promise.  It's just that you...well, you seemed to be taking it
like a man."
          "I tried, but I was worried about Linda."
          "Don't," he said.
          "There's something else, Josh."
          "What?"
          "Do you know how long you fucked me?  How many positions you had me
in?  I don't know for certain, but I doubt a virgin can handle that."
          "That's always been a problem for me, I can fuck for hours.  I
could still be fucking you if I hadn't made the conscious decision to come.  I'm
glad we're having this rehearsal, then," Josh said.  "You're teaching me
what not to do with your sister."
          "No.  Do it...you're a hell of a cocksman, you're going to be a
wonderful lover...just work up to it more slowly. Maybe one position a night,
huh?"  I said, jokingly.
          He was getting heavy on my right leg and we moved up to sit on the
couch.  I was surprised when he laid his arm across the back of the couch and
pulled me against him.
          "I owe you another fuck, or something, if you wanta watch me shoot
again," he said.
          "I want to suck you off," I said.
          "You like my come?"
          "Yes.  Does that sound awful?"
          "It gives me chills," he said.
          I let the slight pressure of his arm push me down so my face was in
his crotch but then he stopped me.
          "I better go wash up first," he said huskily.
          "No, you don't have to," I said, and lifted his cock up and sucked
it in my mouth.
          "Awww, fuck...right out of your ass...that is sexy as hell!"
          I sucked him with the same reverence as before, deeply thankful for
this opportunity.  He splayed his legs out wide and I slipped off the couch
between them.  He put his hands on my head and shoulders, guiding my head up
and down.
Before he was completely hard, I forced my mouth all the way down the shaft
to smash my face in his pubes.
          "AWWWHHHHHH!"  he cried, muffling his outcry with is mouth over
his forearm.  "Geezusss," he gasped,  "Nobody's ever been able to do that!"
          I held him as long as I could, till his cock grew so hard and thick
that it was choking me, then I raised back up.
          "Don't count on anybody else doing it anytime soon," I joked.  I
looked up at him.  "Don't expect Linda to do it."
          "Linda will do only what she wants to do," he assured me.
          I went back down on his cock, not all the way, and started sucking
him.
          "Do you want me to last or do you want me to work it up?" he asked
          "It's your call," I said.  "I just love sucking your cock.  I don'
t even care if its hard."
          I didn't know if he tried to make it last or if he worked it up,
but I sucked him for over an hour.  So long that I began to wonder if we would
finish before time to get up and start getting ready for the wedding.  Josh
stopped me, lifting and holding my head in his hands.
          "Are we gonna try to work in anything else, or is this gonna be our
last stand?" he asked.  "Tell me so I can come, or not come."
          "I want another load," I said.  "If there's time...well, we'll
play it by ear."
          Josh was all over the couch as I sucked his cock.  I used my spit
to lube up his asshole.  I worked my finger inside him but I didn't get to
finger-fuck him very long before he was writhing and thrashing around on my hand,
going nuts.
          "You doing it!" he gasped.  "You're fuckin' driving me crazy
again doing that!  Awww...Awwwhhhhhh...Awww, fuck, don't stop...don't stop,
man...
you're gonna make me come...DON'T STOP!"
          Suddenly Josh raised up off the couch and stood in front of me.  I
kept my fingers in his ass and I leaned forward for his cock.  I sucked it
barely a dozen strokes before he pushed my head back and stepped back just out of
reach of my fingers. He crouched on bended legs and jacked himself furiously,
his fist smacking hard against his swollen balls.
          "You wanted another load...open your mouth, give me a target."
          He was at least three feet away from me.  The anticipation built by
the second.  I was excited to see if he could hit my mouth, more excited that
he wouldn't.  Suddenly his hips lurched and his breathing came in ragged
gasps, his jack-off motion became sporadic, as if he couldn't control his arm.
Then he slammed his fist back hard and held his cock straight.  I could actually
see it throb with the first bolt of come.  The stuff shot out like a rope and
sailed right into my mouth!
          "Aww...Bulls-eye!"  he gasped proudly.
          I was awed by his performance; his marksmanship and the volume of
his load.  He white-washed my face and neck and chest and shoulders.  He shot
over my shoulder.  He shot it high to slither in my hair.  Come was flying
everywhere.  I knelt there, pounding my own cock like a jack-hammer.
          "Yeah, shoot it," he said.  "Shoot it, brother, I wanta see you
come!
          His mere asking made me go off.  I wasn't paying any attention to
angle and I sent the first salvo of hot come splattering high up on his right
thigh.
          "Awwhhh, that is hot!" he cried.
          From that first blast, I more or less went numb in the head and
maybe blacked out for a second.  Josh was still coming but it wasn't reaching my
face anymore.  I was still coming but it wasn't reaching him, either. We were
both depositing streaks of come on the carpet between us.  Josh's body was
trembling and he had to collapse back onto the couch.  I hoped he didn't leave
come streaks on it.  I settled back on my haunches for a moment then laid back
against the side of the bed.  For a long time the only sound in the room was
from our heavy, gasping breathing.
          "Holy Fuckin' Shit!"  Josh swore softly.
          "Yeah...that was pretty awesome," I said.
          "Awesome...Phenomenal...Goddd!  I hope it's like that with Linda."
          "Don't..." I said.  "Don't make the comparison.  Men, like me,
like it different from women.  We give it different."
          "You can say that again."
          We stumbled back into bed and wrapped ourselves around each other.
          "If I could've had this and nothing else, it would be enough," I
said.
          He laughed softly.
          "Your body feels wonderful against me.  Your muscles are like a god.
"
          "Don't let's get ourselves worked up again," he said.  "I don't
think we would have time for another round.  I'll bet the others are already
up. I should be in the shower right now."
          When he started to move, I held him tight, locked in my arms and
legs.
          "Just a moment longer," I whispered huskily.  I couldn't help that
my voice broke.
          "Ace?" he said softly.
          "Sorry," I mumbled.  "It's just that this has been the most
wonderful night of my life.  And I hate my sister," I added, forcing a laugh as I
ducked my head so he couldn't see my face.
          Josh tilted my head back and looked right in my eyes, deep and
unwavering.
          "It's been pretty damned incredible for me, too, but you won't let
me dwell on it," he said.
          "Shit," I swore, "I could be in love with you myself!"  I said.
          He smiled a smile that made me shiver.  "Okay," he said softly.  "
Okay, for right now...for these short moments, let's go ahead and be in love."
          Where was this kid coming from!  I was four years older than him,
and he was taking me over.
          "Let's?"  I asked.
          "Sure, why not?  It won't make me love your sister any less.  This
is just us, me and you, for a few short moments.  Can't we make the best of
that?"
          "A few minutes isn't enough time to make the best of anything so
wonderful," I said.
          "Maybe..."  His voice choked, too but he got it under control."
Maybe I can make it enough," he said.
          He parted his lips just enough to wet them, and I knew he was going
to kiss me.  I kissed him back.  Our lips brushed together he nibbled on
mine, moving on down to my chin, then down into the crook of my neck.  He nibbled
on my neck and moved down my chest.
          "Ohhhhh...Ohhhhh, Josh!"  I gasped when he clamped his mouth over
the right side of my chest.  I nearly screamed when he sucked on my tit. He
tilted his head and glanced up at me and started to move lower but I stopped
him.  "No," I said hoarsely.  "Don't go there."  I pulled him back up and we
kissed again, this time a passionate, toe-curling kiss with our tongues lashing
around, back and forth in our mouths.  When I thought he was going to start
getting too passionate again, I gently separated from him.
          "You've gotta get married," I said as I stood back off the bed.  I
didn't walk away from the bed; instead, I put my hand out and pulled him off.
 We stumbled together and hugged for a few seconds but we both had the good
sense and the courage to part.
          Josh walked toward the bathroom.  I whistled and moaned.  He
stopped and looked over his shoulder.
          "I'm gonna miss that gorgeous, tight butt of yours," I said.
          He laughed.  "I'm gonna miss your hot, tight ass."  He walked on
into the bathroom then leaned back out of the door.  "Or do I have to?" he
asked.
          I went into the bathroom with him; I didn't think he would mind if
I showered with him.  It would be dangerous, but I wanted to do it.
          "You're not going to answer me," Josh said as he adjusted the
shower.
          "What'd you ask?"
          "Do I have to miss your tight, hot ass?" he asked.
          "I don't know, Josh, you'll have to play that by ear," I said.
          "Why I'll have to play it by ear?  Why is the onus on me?"
          "Because I'm going to be yours at the bat of an eye.  You have to
decide what's best for your marriage."
          "No kidding?  You will be?"
          "As if anybody could turn you down," I scoffed.  "You could put a
straight preacher on his knees."
          "Thanks," he said in a serious tone as he stepped in the shower.  "
Thanks for saying you'll be there for me."
          "I won't be when you need me the most," I said.  "I have to head
back tonight.  My plane leaves for Germany in the morning."
          I stepped in the shower with him and Josh started washing my back.
We both did the impossible; we showered and got out without any more sex,
except that it was sexual just being in the shower with him.  We got dressed; or
rather, I got Josh dressed in his tux and he dressed me.
          The phone rang and it was my dad asking if we were up and ready.  I
told him yeah.  We had about ten minutes before we had to leave and walk down
to the quaint, tiny chapel on the other side of the main street. We paced the
room and looked out the window.
          "I hope that doesn't leave stains," I remarked, looking down at
the wet spots where I'd wiped the come off the carpet.
          "How come you didn't let me go where I was headed?" Josh asked in
a husky tone.
          I looked at him, surprised that he was taking us there.  "I didn't
want you to do anything you would regret," I said.
          "I don't think I would regret it," he said.
"I wasn't going to let you put yourself in that position to find out," I
said.
          "I would do it now, if you'd let me," he said.  "Not all the way...
we don't have time...but to show you how much I think of you.  Not just as a
brother-in-law, but as a man."
          "Thanks, you're saying it is enough," I said.
          "I would like to think, if we ever got together again...you know,
say I would come to Germany to see you...that you would let me demonstrate."
          "Don't take that chance, Bro, not with me, not with anybody."
          "What's the chance?  That I might like it?"
"I don't want you liking guys and married to my sister," I said.
          "Its too late, isn't it, after I just had the best sex I ever had
in my life with my sister's brother?"
          "This wasn't about you liking guys," I said.  "This was you
liking sex with guys.  Don't take it any further than that."
          "You're afraid I might discover that I'm gay." he said with a
grin.  "Don't worry, that's not going to happen.  I'm straight and comfortable
with it, and with all the other feelings I have.  I like having sex with guys,
you showed me that."
          "Just don't get used to it," I told him.
          I kept glancing at my watch.  I hated that we had to leave the
room; I had the fantasy that we had just met and that we were spending the weekend
together.  When the time came, I looked out in the hallway to see if Linda
was anywhere in sight.  Josh pulled me back into the room and closed the door.
          "You wouldn't let me go where I was willing to go; is it okay if I
kiss you one more time, like brothers?"
          He wasn't really asking.  Before I had a chance to say anything he
had me pulled into the embrace of his powerful arms, his muscular body against
me and his mouth covering mine.  His tongue probed my slack lips and lashed
around inside my mouth.  I moaned and whimpered, and I think he did.  I kissed
him for as long as he kissed me; it was Josh who parted.
          "Thanks," he whispered.
          "That wasn't a brotherly kiss," I said.
          "Maybe not.  I just wanted to give you something to remember me by."
          I laughed.  He had given me the most wonder night of my life and I
would never forget it.
          We were at the alter, waiting for the music to start.  I stood at
his side and slightly back from him and I could see his butt muscles clenching,
one side then the other; a trait of his that I would discover and forever
enjoy.  The music started and my sister appeared in the doorway. She took my
breath away, and I heard Josh gasp at her beauty, and I knew I had nothing to
worry about.  Last night had been a young, healthy, horny stud discovering the
beauty of sex with another man who just happened to be his brother-in-law.  He
was straight as hell, and I knew if it ever did happen again, it would be with
me.
          I ached inside when, after the ceremony, Josh took his new wife in
his arms and kissed her.  My lips burned from the memory of the touch of his
lips and my                    body ached at the touch of his big, capable
hands.
          I stayed for most of the reception but it was hard to see Josh and
Linda so happy together. I couldn't deny my jealousy and I wasn't sure I
could hide my hurt.  Finally, I made my excuses to leave, earlier than I had
planned.
          My dad took the mike from the band and announced that I had to
leave to catch a plane back to Germany, then he handed the mike to Josh.
          "His brother-in-law would like to say a few words."
          "Ace...I just want you to know, and I want the world to know, I
think you're the greatest brother-in-law a guy could hope for.  But I want to
change that.  I hope, given time, to prove myself, that you will someday call me
your brother.  Now, I want you all to know...and you to know, Linda...that
this really is the first time I've ever told another man I love him.  I love
you, Bro."
          There was a hush then applause.  I teared up, standing with my mom
and dad and my sister, now Josh's wife.  As he came toward me I hugged and
kissed my mom and dad, then my sister.  Then I hugged Josh and he hugged me back,
and for that brief moment when his muscular body was pressed against me, we
were making love.
          "Hey, Ace, I would kiss you good-bye, but my wife's watching,"
Josh joked.
          I waved to everyone and started to leave and my dad started to go
with me.
          "No, I want to walk away, with this picture in my mind," I said.
          It was a night flight and it was dark on the plane.  I gazed out
the window into the black night and relived the last twenty-four hours.  I let
the tears run down my face unashamedly...nobody could see.  I had the brother I
never had...I'd had the lover like I'd never had before.  And I didn't
really hate my sister.


                    The End