Date: Tue, 19 Feb 2008 21:03:18 -0500
From: Joe Barker <jbark217@gmail.com>
Subject: Brothers In Law

		      Brothers-In-Law ~ Virginia Week

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      Disclaimer: All the usual apply; this is a work of pure fiction based
on real life events. All the same rules and regulations of your state
apply. If this offends you then, you really shouldn't be here now should
you?

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      Day 1
      Virginia, the place of my summer retreat! My dad took me up to an old
hunting cabin in western Virginia every summer since I was eight. When I
was up there I was allowed to go and come off the mountain as I please, I
carried my own gun around with me and usually my big 7" hunting knife.
Every kid's wildest dream come true. After a couple of years I got a four
wheeler to ride, this was my highlight of every trip, I took that thing up
and down running the thing till the motor would burn just by looking at
it. I got to be the expert of the stories, the jokes, and the terrain.
      My story takes place when I was 17. I think I might be getting ahead
of myself, let me tell you about myself. I am a senior in high school and
have worked with metal, and landscaping and other manual labor. I have the
makings of fine abs and very toned body otherwise. I'm tall about 6' 2",
and My hair is shaggy brown and my eyes are as dark to match. I have a nice
sized cock, never had any complaints...
      This summer, my father invited my brother-in-law to join us up
there. He couldn't come straight with us so he was told to come up the next
evening. My father and I drove up there and unpacking was the weirdest part
of the trip. And to top it all off they were calling for rain. My father
was tired, but I wasted no time in unhitching the four-wheeler and taking
it up the refreshing path to the mountain. The ride brought with it a rush
of memories from past rides. I spooked several deer and saw the elements in
there natural surroundings.
      I rode up to the top of the open mountain, and stopped at my favorite
place. It was a place where I could see the two directions possible to come
from. And then also the best view of the surrounding mountains, the perfect
scenery. I turned around on the four-wheeler and leaned back so I was
relaxing on the handlebars. I closed my eyes and began to think back to my
hometown, I had friends there that I had experimented with. My memory
carried me back to the Strip Poker game, the first sexual experience I had
ever had. I reached up my shirt and began to massage my chest rubbing
around my nipples and chest. My memory went back to the game and I watched
as my friend pulled down his boxers and his soft cock flopped out and hung
limp there for me to see.
      I worked my hand down to my navel and massaged my stomach gently,
playing with my tufts of hair, my "happy trail" leading down to my pants. I
un-buckled my belt and undid the button on my pants. I slid my hand down
the front of my pants and wrapped my hand around my balls, rolling them
back and forth over my fingers. My mind once again flashed back to me on my
knees with my hand wrapped around his dick. Even over a year ago he was
well hung, hanging about seven and half inches. The biggest I had scene at
the time. My memory showed me leaning forward and placing my lips around
his cock.
      I pulled my pants down on the seat and wrapped my hand around my own
seven inch cock and began to slowly pull on it. I began to jack my cock
thinking of my friend and that night that I gave him my first blow job. I
jacked myself slower and then faster alternating. I reached between my legs
and found the magic spot just below my balls that increased the pleasure by
double. My memory once again flashed back to the moment my friend tensed
and blew his load deep into my mouth. The thought placed me over the edge
and I bucked my hips into my hand. My cock jerked and I shot my load over
the field having the last few drops land on my stomach. I wiped my own cum
up with my hand and used the rag I carried to clean it up.
      When it began to drizzle I rode back down to the cabin and parked the
ATV (All Terrain Vehicle or The Four-Wheeler) and went inside. It was
getting late and the TV didn't get reception much at all being on the
mountain. It was my brilliance that brought us about eight movies of
assortment to watch, Grease, 10th Kingdom, Hook and such. We started with
one and just watched until we feel asleep. My father had a knack for
telling old hunting stories, many of which I had heard before and knew by
heart, but it was tradition.

      Day 2
      We woke early and cooked breakfast, something I hated doing up in
Virginia. This cabin had rules that were meant to be followed, even though
my father didn't always expect me to follow them. One rule was those who
don't cook clean. Something that always happened anyway, which involved
heating up water on a gas stove and washing the pans and plates the "old
fashioned" way. Growing up in the 20th-21st century you can see why I
didn't enjoy this part. After breakfast we rode down toward the local town
and stopped at the local Wal-Mart to gather what groceries and other things
we needed. Coming back toward the cabin we stopped off at my dad's friend's
house, the guy who owned the cabin and allowed us to come back there every
year.
      Visits here usually lasted all day. So we spent the day here and
traveled back to our place of residence for the night. It was getting about
time for us to meet Jeremy my brother-in-law. More background on him; He's
taller then I am, standing about 6'6" with black hair and the most crystal
blue eyes you ever did see. He was thin having played basket ball a lot of
his life. He was 27 and married to my oldest sister. We hadn't really ever
spent anytime together or bonded so I wasn't exactly looking forward to
putting up with someone I assumed to be quite the pansy.
      We drove down to the gas station/diner that was more like a tradition
in it self, even though the food usually made us feel bad, you can only eat
ham and cheese sandwiches so much. We grabbed a bite to eat and waited for
Jeremy. He didn't show, we began to worry and tried calling. We couldn't
find him so with fret we went back to the cabin. Around 11pm that night we
heard the sound of the owner's truck rumbling up the road. Going out side,
we were greeted by him and my brother-in-law, who had gotten a late start
and then was weary to travel to fast in the raining dark. He had left his
car at the owner's house as planned and hitched a ride over to us.
      My dad wasn't at all happy with him; my dad is the kind of person
that tries's to impose on people as little as possible. We brought my
brother-in-laws luggage in and got him set up on a bunk next to the
door. My father being the pain in the ass he could be said his good nights
and went to bed. I on the other hand was interested in talking with Jeremy.
      He sat down on the couch as I had claimed the recliner; the TV was on
but only to provide light. We talked about this and that, about what we
could do up here and what we couldn't. Bathing rituals and restroom
habits. Going over the mountain and riding arrangements.
      "Hey, Joe (that's me btw) where is the restroom?" He asked
      "What do you have to do? One or Two?"
      "I've just had to pee like a Russian race horse since I got here" He
laughed
      "Back porch off the side"
      He got up and walked around the back and went out side, the thought
struck me, and I caught myself wondering what his dick looked like. Now I
have known that I was at least Bi for sometime now, I have a steady
girlfriend, but that keeps my hands tied back at home not up here. I began
to plan.
      When he came back we both worked on going to bed, I slept on the
couch because for some years now I've had a phobia about sleeping on the
beds up there, for spiders and rats and all kinds of things have been known
to crawl around. I was surprised when he slipped out of his pants, wearing
only boxers and a sleeveless shirt. I did the same, having planned on it
anyway. I laid down the couch and had a restless night. I listened to the
sound of rain hitting the roof; something that was so soothing it would
lull me off to sleep quickly.

      Day 3
      We arose and did the same breakfast routine, and worked our way
through dishes. Dad told us to go ride the ATV for a little while and then
we would go back to Wal-Mart and get something's that Jeremy wanted. I took
Jeremy out and jumped on the ATV, Jeremy hoped around behind me. I cranked
the machine and drove off out toward the pastures and up the mountain. The
grass was high and wet, soaking the legs of our pants. But we rode on, up
the first hill and up to the top of the open mountain. From then on we rode
through pretty level paths. We came to one really steep hill.
      "Wrap your arms around my waist, I don't need you falling off" I told
him
      He laughed "You sure? You OK with that?"
      "I wouldn't have told you to do it if I wasn't okay with it...are you
OK with it?"
      He nodded and reached around my waist holding on right above my
pelvic hip area. I smiled as I faced forward knowing he couldn't see my
face. We rode along steadily his grip flinching every now and then. I sped
up a little, hoping to keep my mind of the raging hard on in my pants. I
was hoping that Jeremy went no lower or he would be touching. My luck was
about to run out, not to say that I wasn't wishing. We came to an area that
was marred by ridges and bumps, some man made for drainage others cut there
from rain. We went across these bumpily and we were being jostled
around. We went over one big bump and land hard, Jeremy's hand slipped and
when he flexed to regain grip he found his hand about 3inches lower and
grabbing a handful. I jumped and he let go, perfectly accidental. He
reached his hands higher and locked them together around my stomach to
avoid another accident.
      I took the ride back down the mountain with Jeremy leaning against my
back hard, because we were going down hill to get my Hard-on to go
away. Not that I didn't think I felt one poking me from behind. We pulled
up to the cabin and my father came out.
      "Did ya'll enjoy it?" He asked
      "Yea, it was fun" I exclaimed
      "He didn't make you hold on too tight did he" He looked at Jeremy.
      There was a look in Jeremy's face like he was debating the meaning of
dad's statement. He finally spoke up. "No, it was fun, Joe did good
driving"
      "That's good to hear, let's head to Wal-Mart"
      We had ridden in the front of my dad's truck before; it was cramped,
so Jeremy and I jumped in the back to ride up there. Dad pulled off and all
was quite in the back. Jeremy looked at me like he wanted to say something
and I looked back with a smile, and he just stared over my shoulder for a
bit.
      "I want to apologize for this morning, it was accident." I said,
watching him bring his gaze back to me.
      "No, its ok it was accident from both ends"
      For the first time in five years Jeremy showed some affection. He
reached around my shoulders and placed his arm around me. We rode like that
most the way up there, it made me feel like a little kid again, with the
older brother I never had.
	"I want to go up there again" He looked at me and smiled.
	I smiled, wondering how he meant that, whether he really wanted to
go back up there or had other intentions. We would find out.
	The ride back was quite, with simple chit chat. When we pulled up
to the cabin, the owner was there and he had brought us a surprise. An
extra ATV! I was crushed, I mean now we could ride separately. Jeremy I
think realized this to for he wasn't smiling. I don't know what his
intentions were, he was after all my sister's husband, and they were happy
together. But we had shared something in the truck a connection unlike any
other, something of deeper sibling love.
	We thanked him and he left, and my father turned to us.
	"Well it's still early let me take you boys up on the mountain and
show you everything." I looked at him funny.
	"Ok, I'm taking our four-wheeler then." I claimed.
	"Fine then J will have to ride with you, ours is bigger then this
one."
	"That's fine" I said, looking at him questioningly.
	"Yea, that's cool with me" He smiled.
	"You can drive." I smiled and tossed him the key.
	He jumped up on the four-wheeler and I stepped on behind him. I
immediately wrapped my hands around his waist about his navel. His stomach
was only slightly flat and not quite rock hard. I grinned and felt him take
a deep nervous breathe. He started the ATV and took off behind my dad. As
Jeremy began to relax I noticed that he was hitting holes and roots to make
it a bumpy ride on purpose. I smiled as I realized what he wanted to
happen. So I accommodated. The next bump I purposely slid my hands down
between his legs held them there for a moment and then slid them back
up. When I raised my hands back up they went under his shirt. Now this was
an accident, seriously! But I kept my hands there and ran my fingers
through his happy trail as the ride bumped my hands along. Jeremy swerved
as I heard a moan escape his mouth, he obviously shut his eyes. Dad turned
around and looked to make sure we are still behind him, and my hands
snapped out from under his shirt.
	The ride continued and we rode to the top of the mountain a place I
already knew well, there was an overgrown path that I had made mostly
myself. It led to a cavern back in the woods, a little hole in the ground
that dropped off to a cliff and an underground lake. There were five inch
holes peppered all through the ceiling of the cavern that during the day
gave enough light to see what you were doing. It was my favorite place all
through Virginia.
	We drove back to the cabin, and went in. It was dinner time and we
had hot ham and chesses again. Dad went to be early being the old type he
was. Jeremy and I stayed up watching a movie, and playing cards. We had
gotten into talking, normal guy stuff. He was married to my sister so we
didn't go to the sex conversation but we touched on jacking off, but left
that conversation quickly. I told him about the underground lake and told
him not to tell dad.
	"We can go there tomorrow if you'd like" I offered.
	"Um...I didn't bring any trunks or shorts all Jeans." He murmured.
	"Neither did I, I usually swim nude up there so my clothes aren't
wet but we can swim with underwear?" I smiled.
	"Um, if you're ok with it I guess we should swim with underwear and
bring an extra pair." He said thinking.
	I was devastated but I didn't want to make him
uncomfortable. "That's fine" I said.
	We said our good nights and went to bed.

      Day 4
	We woke up the next morning, both looking a little tired. I don't
know about him but it was because I was too excited to sleep. He smiled at
me when he looked at me over breakfast. I felt my face redden and I excused
myself and went and changed into my clothes placing another pair of boxer
briefs with my hat and gun and stuff. Jeremy came out and patted my
shoulder as he passed me, making me almost weak in the knees.
	"Hey dad, me and Jeremy are going up on the mountain. I've got my
Walkie Talkie if you need us, and we have our guns." I told him.
	"Ok have fun, be careful. I may go up to Greenhill. So I might not
be here when you get back. You can join me later if ya'll want, you know
the mountain way."
	I jumped on the four wheeler and Jeremy jumped up on the other
one. I sped off up the pasture and toward the mountain top. I pulled off
into the wooded area of the mountain. I looked back to make sure Jeremy was
still following and he smiled at me. I drove down the main path, and drove
to a spot where the path split three ways. The first led back down the
cabin, the second led across the mountain to Greenhill, and the third went
up the mountain. I took the third, and drove until I ran up to another
split, two ways. One led back around the mountain one way and down and the
other led to an apple orchard. And looking back a few feet there was a
small path just big enough for the four-wheelers; it was over grown and
didn't look like it was traveled. I pulled slowly onto that path and eased
down the way. I took about ten minutes and found a small cul-de-sac of
trees. I cut the four wheeler off and took the key out. Jumping off I
stepped toward the trees and Jeremy followed. I walked through the woods
and found the rock, a group of rocks really. It was a hole in the ground,
which dropped down onto a cliff. I looked at Jeremy and sat on the edge and
dropped down. My feet landed with about a foot, clearance above my head. An
easy drop with no problem landing, he looked around remember fun swims here
with the peaceful aloneness. I was all too happy to share it with Jeremy.
	I backed away from the hole and watched as a pair of feet dangled
over the edge and the long body of Jeremy slid down. He gazed over the pool
and looked a little weary as he noticed the steam rising.
	"Why is there steam?"
	"Because it's about 45 degrees out side and this is a natural hot
spring, so it feels really good." I smiled and slipped my shirt over my
head. My barren chest was smooth except for the dark trail that laid into
my shorts, that was my pride and joy. I stood there and watched as Jeremy
slowly lifted his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. He looked as
good as it had felt to run my fingers over his stomach. His stomach wasn't
as chiseled as mine but it was smooth and had the same trail of dark hair
that I loved so much. I was surprised I hadn't popped a boner right there.
	Taking my shoes and socks off was a matter of kicking them off and
setting them against the wall. This place was an amazing wonder of nature,
it was a cavern with one ledge right under the hole and the under ground
water hole was about the size of a back yard swimming pool. It was amazing
like god had planned this place to be swum in. I stripped my pants off
standing there in my boxer briefs. Jeremy was watching me and it was
interesting, he seemed like he was checking me out. I turned so my back was
to him and bent to pick up my clothes and let my butt curve my boxer
nicely.
	I placed my clothes against the wall so not to get them
wet. Turning I took off at a slow run and dove in. The pool was deep I was
a good swimmer and could hold my breath decently and I had never reached
the bottom...so I knew diving was nothing.
	I surfaced in time to see Jeremy stripping down his pants slowly
and cautiously with his back to me. He had a nice butt, and it was fun to
watch with out his notice. He turned after he had kicked his stuff with
mine. He looked down and smiled as he ran his thumbs through the strap of
his boxers and dove in. He dove near me and swam around under the water,
before he surfaced. When he did he took a deep breath and through his head
back in easy relaxation.
	"So how do you like it?" I asked smiling at him, as I steadily
tread my place.
	"It's great I feel like I'm free here. Like I could do anything."
He looked up and smiled at me. At this point I was so relaxed I didn't even
care how I took that statement, but I did stay alive in my memory as we
swam. We dipped and dove all around each other and through the pool it was
great. Then, out of no where Jeremy dove under. I tread water right where I
was and waited for him to resurface, and he didn't. I felt him brush by my
leg swimming so I knew he was ok, but he could really hold his breath. Then
I felt him grab my ankles and before I could do anything I was submerged in
water and swallowed a little bit.
	When I surfaced I saw Jeremy across the pool laughing, so I decided
to return the favor. I dove under and reached and grabbed for his waist,
wrapping my fingers in his short I pulled down at the same time he jumped
and dove back under. His boxers ended up in my hands and he ended up
swimming away from me. When he surfaced he was smiling at me until he
realized he had lost his shorts then his face dropped as he felt around
under the water.
	"Oops, I'm sorry." I said and held the boxers to him.
	"You will be..." His face was no longer shock; it was a sharp smile
that sort of scared me as he dove under the water. I saw his ass peak above
the water; it was tan like the rest of his body. I felt the water from his
dive reach me right as he grabbed a hold of my boxer briefs. I jumped but
tried to follow my pants, but he wrapped one arm around my waist and
wrestled my boxers off of me. We were both underwater at this point where
visibility was zero, so as I was flailing around trying to push off of his
body with my hands, I reached out and placed my hand on his crotch;
Completely accidental but nice for the moment I could hold it, and what I
could feel, felt big.
	We both surfaced as he let go of me, but still holding my boxer
briefs. We both just looked at each other. If only the thoughts could be
heard. And then we started laughing. I tread water and swam back over to
the ledge and placed a hand on it so I could rest. Jeremy slowly swam up
behind me...
	"Joe..." He said slowly.
	"Jeremy I didn't mean to um...grab...anything..." I mumbled as he
came next to me a placed a hand on the ledge. I was now resting with my
arms stretched across the ledge and my back against it.
	"Joe...do I look like it hurt?" He smiled at me.
	"But..." I looked at him, so confused at this point...he was
married to my sister and here we were swimming nude with each other. I know
I had fantasized about him since we had gotten here but this was real...
	"Shh, let me return the favor." He was making a bold step, he knew
that I wanted him, and he was willing to oblige, the rolls equalized as my
adrenaline kicked in and I became the same guy that I knew I should be...a
very horny teenager.
	He placed a hand closer to my shoulder on the ledge and placed the
other hand on my chest and slowly slid it down through the water and teased
my muscles all the way down. I jumped and took a deep breath as his hand
cupped my cock and balls. He didn't take it away even as fast as I did; he
held them and rolled them in his hands.
	"What about Les..." I closed my eyes and couldn't finish talking.
	"Don't worry she enjoys me too, and I love her, but we are supposed
to `keep it in the family' right? Besides what she doesn't know won't hurt
her, and it's just us." His words were utterly lost to me but what I did
catch was right. He was my brother in law and we were in a very secluded
area, and it was probably a one time thing. I relaxed and let him continue
what he was doing.
	He continued to rub my balls with his hand as I gasped a deep
breath. And felt my blood rush there, beginning to swell my already aroused
cock. I felt him leave my balls and wrap his hand around my semi hard
cock. He slowly moved his out the length of my cock and pulled the skin
over my head. Electrical waves were rolling over my body, and blood was
rushing down.
	As his hand worked its way back and forth, my cock was hard as a
steel rod. His hand glided in the water and he twisted and turned his hand
as he moved it up and down. My eyes were clamped shut and it was all I
could do to keep from slipping under the water. He had one hand over my
shoulder holding him self up, and another wrapped around my cock, and his
mouth massaged my neck.
	All of the sudden his hand eased to stop on my cock and he lifted
his head to look me in the eye as he released his hold on the rock and
slipped under the water. I could feel the warmth of the water around my
cock pushed away and his mouth over my dick for a second. He surfaced after
a few seconds and took a deep breath.
	"My turn..." I lifted myself backward off out of the water on the
ledge. He turned around and rested his back against the rock and leaned his
back to look at me, with his arm stretched out across like I had been. I
bent down and put my arms under his and lifted him up and onto the rock
where he helped and ended up laying down on the rock with his feet dangling
in the water. This was the first time I had really had a chance to look at
him and all his glory. His stomach was smooth except for the tuft of hair
that I loved so much that traveled down from his naval to his pubic hair
that was trimmed perfectly. His cock was amazing, the most beautiful thing
I had ever seen as it rest across his leg mostly hard, and it was
accompanied by a pair of balls that had to be the size of lemons.
	I bent down to my knees next to him and gently kissed his naval and
began to run my tongue from there down and back up never reaching his
cock. My tongue danced through his tufts of hair, as black as the night and
soft as silk, I felt every inch of his trail with my tongue. I slowly
worked my way down his trail for one last time, and since I had him
squirming in pleasurable agony, I obliged my taking the head of his cock
into my mouth and sending my tongue dancing around the tip. With the sound
of a moan he bucked his hips into the air and another three inches of his
cock went into my throat. As I sucked his body relaxed and went back down.
	I moved off his cock and took it in my hand began to stroke it. I
moved my mouth down to his nut sack and began tongue my way across that
instead. The feeling of those rolling across my lips was enough to keep my
hard and happy so I know that he was feeling some intense pleasure.
	To both of our intense displeasure I moved away and turned around
to lie next to him. With my hand still on his cock I moved close to his
face and nibbled for a short second then whispered in his ear.
	"I want you..." And leaned up to look at him and he just grinned
and nodded. By no means was I a virgin but it had been a little while since
the last time. So as I threw my leg over his hips my heart began to beat
hard. I took some spit, being the only lube and reached behind me and
rubbed his dick some more. Backing up to it gently I place it right in the
crack of my ass and began to move up and down with it resting there.
	"You...you tease." He moaned as the pleasure hit him. I gently ran
my as up his cock one last time let the head come to rest right where it
need to be. I slowly pushed backward and felt that old resistance as his
head pushed against me. The pain was the first thing to come as his cock
opened me up. I felt his head pop in and rest inside me, the pain slowly
eased and he was able to push inside of me a little more until eventually
the pain was gone, the pleasure was great, and his cock was all the way
inside of me. Slowly I rocked forward letting it slide almost out of me and
then pushed back down so that he moved back into me. Back and forth, in and
out. I could see him squirming and he let out the occasional moan so I knew
I was doing well. I clenched my ass cheeks and slid back down so that as
much pressure was on his dick as possible.
	 After what seemed like hours of pleasure I stopped moving and rose
up a little so that he could lift his legs and he began to move in and out
of me himself. Every time he moved in a surge of energy rushed from head to
toe and left me breathless. While he was fucking my ass, he reached up and
grabbed a hold of my cock and slowly began to jerk it to the tempo of his
thrusts. I leaned back on his legs and joined the rocking of my hips with
his thrusts and jerks. We were a motion in and of it self, soon I felt the
power build up behind my cock that was the usual pleasure. Jeremy thrust
hard the last few times and I felt his body tense as the blood rushed to
his cock, his head swelled inside of me and he thrust his hardest the last
time. His last thrust jammed into my pleasure spot that sent the biggest
surge of energy through me and my body tensed and tightened. Shots of cum
flew over Jeremy's chest, as I felt powerful shots erupt inside of me. I
continued to rock my hips back and forth to milk his cock and run my in and
out of his hand.
	The motions slowed as we were both too sensitive to enjoy much more
of it, his cock slowly deflated and slipped out of me. Making me feel
empty, I rolled off of him and lay with my hand draped across his
glistening chest. We lay like for a good while, until the holes in the
ceiling began to darken as night turned over the sky.
	"That was amazing." He said with a sigh.
	"J...Where do we go from here?"


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