Date: Fri, 25 Apr 2014 07:31:39 -0400
From: cjpusamich@gmail.com
Subject: When Brothers-in-Law "Crossover"

		     When Brothers-in-Law "Cross-over"
			      by Jay Valenti

It was to be the vacation of a lifetime ... and it was ... only not in the
"conventional" sense!

My wife and I got together with her married sister and brother-in-law over
dinner recently and we discussed the idea of going on vacation, all
together. My wife, Jennifer and her sister, Sally, were very close and I
found her brother-in-law, Chad, a witty, amiable fellow ... so we thought
it was a splendid idea to make plans for a trip to Hawaii, since there was
no problem coordinating the vacation (holiday) time.

We laid over in San Francisco a couple of nights, ate at some terrific
restaurants along the Wharf---including the renowned "Joe DiMaggio's,"
which featured some fabulous Italian dishes.

What struck us as quite novel was that at virtually every restaurant we
visited, the waiters (or to use that silly term, "servers") were either Gay
or studiously feminine in their demeanor.  We all noticed and Chad remarked
at one point, "Well, no doubt about it, we've heard for years that San
Francisco is a 'shangrila' for Gays and Lesbians, and I guess it's true,
eh?"  We all nodded in the affirmative.

Finally, we were airborne for Honolulu and landed some 3 hours later.  When
we checked into the hotel, the desk clerk came up with a good idea.  For a
few bucks more, we could have two separate but adjoining rooms with a door
inside allowing us to come and go between the rooms without having to go
out in the hall.  The girls especially liked the idea and we made the
switch.

The next few days were spent doing the usual tourist stuff, including some
great seafood.  I saw my very first live shrimp in a large tank at the
entrance of one particular restaurant.  I couldn't get over the dozens of
antennas those tasty shellfish have all over their bodies as they swim
about in an upright position. We all ordered what they called
"prawns"---quite large shrimp with a girth the width of two thumbs, side by
side. The two wives and I used knives and forks to cut them into bite size
pieces but Chad did not ... he would take one, hold it by its tail and put
it directly in his mouth and munch away an inch or so at a time.  At one
point Chad, who was sitting next to me, leaned over and whispered in my
ear, "I bet Gay men love to suck on these things," and then he chuckled.  I
thought that was a rather "odd" remark but just chuckled, too.  My wife
asked me what was so funny and I replied, "Oh, he just wondered if such
large specimens were available where we lived" (since we never saw any this
size).

The four of us then walked around Honolulu, taking in all the interesting
sights including all kinds of people on the beaches, most wearing very
"skimpy" bathing suits.  At one point, Chad remarked that "these men sure
aren't shy about 'showcasing their 'goods."  And I certainly couldn't
"dispute" that ... I saw some men who must be well hung, with what looked
like "grapefruits" in their swimshorts.  The girls also oggled and giggled.

The next day we did a helluva lot of walking around and by afternoon, I
pleaded that I was tired and needed to take a nap before resuming that
evening.  Chad agreed and he told the girls to go ahead and do some
shopping while we rest.  Jennifer said that she and Sally would like to
take a little side trip to a neighboring island and would be back about 6
pm, if that was okay.  We nodded yes and, after changing clothes, off they
went.  Chad and I retired to our respective bedrooms and, after taking a
quick shower, I dried off and got into bed, falling fast asleep.

I don't know how much time had gone by ... all I know is that I was having
what I thought was an intimate dream from my past, when my wife sucked my
cock the very first time and whereas she was kinda "mechanical," in this
dream she was quite passionate, sucking my dick like there was "no
tomorrow."  It was verrrrrrrry sensual and I started to turn around on my
side when I felt a "resistance" which made me wake up.  Talk about being
stunned ... there was Chad, on his hands and knees, sucking my cock and
softly moaning.  I couldn't believe it!  "Chad, what in hell are you doing,
man???  You're married to my wife's sister!  We're both married men ... and
look at what you're doing! "

He slipped my dick out of his mouth and said, "Don't sweat the small stuff,
Charlie, I'm Bisexual and I have a sneaky suspicion you are too, only you
just haven't come 'to terms' with it."  I laid there, my mouth gaped open
and my cock stiff as a board.  He took it in his hand and jacked it,
causing it to throb and then, with one quick gesture, he slid his hands
under each of my legs, raising them with his hands in the crook of my
knees, exposing "everything I own" and swallowing my dick all the way to
the balls!  I couldn't believe how good it felt and let out a loud groan as
he pumped his mouth up and down and then he let it loose, only to lick my
asscrack and then taking each of my nuts, one at a time, and sucking on
them tenderly---all the while stroking the dick and then "confessing" to me
that he has wanted to "romance your cock and balls from the time we worked
out in a gym, half naked, a few years ago, but never really got the chance,
till now."

With those words, my head was spinning but my dick was hoping he wouldn't
stop ... the sensation of his lips, tight around the shaft and then his
tongue twirling around and around the cockhead, and the sensation of his
gently massaging my balls ... and the sound of his slurping and moaning was
the "trigger!"  I let out a long, loud hiss and slammed my feet down on the
bed, arching my back, raising my ass up in the air and letting loose a
torrent of Sperm ... by far the biggest, most intense orgasm I ever had.
The jism just kept cumming and cumming and Chad kept slurping and moaning,
his tongue spinning furiously, his fingers fondling my balls as they
"climbed up" from the bag.

I was breathing heavily now, my legs flopping back down on the bed and my
eyes almost rolling back into my head.  All I could murmur was, "I don't
believe how much you made me cum ... I can't get over it."  Chad quipped,
"I know how you can "get over it" ... and with that, he got back on his
hands and knees and turned around, backing up toward my face and pressing
his swollen cock right on my lips!  I kept my lips closed, barely, and
then, as if an "inner voice" commanded me, I opened my mouth and felt this
fantastic sensation of a male organ sliding in with an urgency that left me
almost dizzy as I experienced the silky cockhead, the muskiness of his
naked crotch and the inevitable "69"--- as he continued nursing my dick and
grabbing my ass, turning me over on my side, which gave me "freedom" to
rock my ass back and forth, in effect fucking his throat.

Suddenly I felt these "jets" ... hot ropes of Chad's jism, spirting and
squirting, thick and slightly salty, causing me to whimper and swallow
...and swallow ...and swallow.  He pumped that sexy dick in a nice, easy
rhythm, as I clutched his muscular ass, not wanting this to end.

We both lay there, exhausted but satiated like only two male cocksuckers
can provide.  I looked up at the clock, it was 5:30pm ... the wives would
be walking in any time now.  We both jumped up and showered together,
washing eachother's cocks and knowing very well that this was the beginning
of a quite "special" Brother-in-Law Relationship.


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