My Son-In-Law's Brother

The wedding was beautiful but I expected no less. My daughter, the bride, has proven over and over that she can do pretty much anything she puts her mind and heart into. Her fiance, or I guess I should say, my new son-in-law, was a man I was proud to know and a good match for her. I was happy for them. For background, my ex and I had divorced almost 15 years ago when I came out as bi. She accused me of having an affair, which I hadn’t, but she filed for divorce and we split. It took a few years but we are now amicable, even friendly, though I knew that bridge had burned. I had no interest in rekindling a romance with her, but before we married, she was my closest friend and I missed that aspect.

The reception was also well done. It was small, friends and family, with about 80 attendees total. Dancing, good food, good drinks (my son-in-law made a small batch whiskey drink that was tasty but went right to my head!) I stepped outside to get some air. It was a beautiful night and the reception was winding down. In my head, I was already planning to see if anyone was on Grindr and close, when I saw my new son-in-law’s youngest brother come out the door. My son-in-law's family was all boys. His father had 7 sons and no daughters, with my new son-in-law, being in the middle of the bunch somewhere. Even the boys (men?) who were married seemed to have had all boys. Anyway, the youngest brother was 19 or 20 and had just gotten back from basic training for the Army. Oh, that was another thing, all of the brothers had gone into the military, some retired and some just for a tour or two. It was a family tradition since their father and grandfather both served as well.

I nodded to Ben, my son-in-law’s youngest brother, not really thinking too much about it, when he walked up to me. He pushed me up against the wall and kissed me. I was surprised, but I quickly returned the kiss. He was definitely my type. Young, athletic, and he was my height at 6’4”. He was a good kisser. I wouldn’t have taken him for gay (maybe he was bi?) but I wasn’t complaining.

He broke the kiss and held me against the wall he said, “give me your room-key.” Still in a daze from the whiskey, I reached into my pocket and drew out on the plastic cards and handed it to him. “Your room, 15 minutes. Don’t be late or you will be punished.” Then he was gone.

I looked at my watch. It was good that the reception was winding down. My cock was hard and I could only imagine what he had in mind. I hoped it included his naked body on my naked body. I quickly said good night to everyone and wished my daughter and son-in-law a great night. My son-in-law grinned and said, “you too.” The grin made me wonder if he knew but I didn’t have time to ask.

I made it to my room with a bare minute to spare. I opened the door. Inside, the lights were turned low and the curtains were thrown open revealing a great view of the city and the waterfront. I saw clothes neatly folded on one of the chairs and heard water running in the shower.

“You just made it,” I heard from the half-open bathroom door. “Get undressed and get in here.” I quickly hung up the tux and shoved the rest of my clothes in the closet. My cock was hard. Now I will admit, I have a dad bod. Some guys like that, some don’t, and I am okay with it either way. Also, in my early 50's, I was at least 30 years his senior. I don’t normally date guys that young, but since this was probably going to be a one and done, and he made the first move, I was throwing caution to the wind.

As I entered the bathroom and saw Ben, I honestly felt inadequate. His body was hard. Not just his cock, which definitely was hard. And big. But the rest of his body was hard too. He had well defined abs, pecs that I wanted to lick and fall asleep on, big muscular thighs. Wow. He had a small bush of hair between his pecs, which is something I love on guys. I am not naturally hairy and I love chest hair. He had a trail of hair that led from his belly button down to his cock but the rest of his pubes had been shaved, which only made his cock look bigger.

“You gonna stand their admiring or are you getting in?” I tried not to feel embarrassed, opened the sliding glass door, stepped in and closed it behind me. He pulled me to his body and kissed me. “Hey, sexy,” he said in a purring voice. “I just finished getting washed, so let’s see about you.”

He turned us so that I was under the flowing water, then grabbed a washcloth and soap. He thoroughly washed my body, paying close attention to my cock, balls, and ass. When I would try to touch him, he would push my hands away and say, “not yet.” Finally, when he was satisfied that I was clean and rinsed, he shut off the water. He handed me a towel and got one for himself.

While we dried, he said, “Okay, a few rules. One. Safe-words. Say ‘red light’ if you want to stop. Everything stops. I won’t be mad. I know I can sometimes be rough and with someone as sexy as you…” He winked. “Say ‘yellow light’ if you want to pause. That means that you need a quick break or you are overwhelmed. It doesn’t mean you want to stop but you can also say ’red light’ after ‘yellow.’ Finally, if you say ‘yellow light’ nothing starts up again until you say ‘green light.’ Understand?” I nodded. I had used similar safe-words and felt fine about it.

“Good. Two. You will call me ‘master’ or ‘sir.’ I will call you ‘daddy’ because for tonight you are my hot daddy. Understand?” I nodded. He looked at me and repeated. “Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir,” I said and he nodded.

“Good, daddy. Are you clean?” He pointed to the toilet. I nodded then remembered. “Yes, sir, I cleaned myself out earlier.” He nodded, looking pleased. “Now go stand at the foot of the bed. I will be right out.”

I stood by the bed, looking out at the city and wondering if anyone could see me. I wasn’t sure I cared to be honest. Ben came out carrying a small bag, which he placed on the bed.

“Okay. Now, you won’t be needing that for a while,” he said, pointing at my semi-hard cock. He pulled a chastity cage out of the bag and quickly and expertly fastened on my cock. It was already compressing my semi-hard cock. He put the key around his neck like a choker. I knew I’d be seeing it a lot and it would remind me that he controlled my cock. I’m not usually submissive but with Ben it felt right.

“Now, get on your knees, daddy.” I didn’t drop to my knees but I got down there quickly. My face and mouth was level with his cock. I started to reach for it but he stopped me. “You haven’t earned the right to touch my dick,” he said sharply. He took my head in his hands and turned my head up to look at him. “Open your mouth,” he commanded and I did. He let a long line of saliva out of his mouth and into mine. I’ll be honest, I usually think that is a little disgusting but again with Ben it felt okay. When he was done, he said, “now let’s see if you are any good at eating ass. If you do a good job, I’ll give you a reward. If you don’t…” The threat hung in the air. He turned around and pushed his butt into my face. His ass was like the rest of him: muscular and smooth. I began running my tongue along the crack of his gorgeous ass, then pulled the globes apart and began paying serious attention to his hole. In turns I licked, sucked, and pushed my tongue into his hole. I was soon lost in pleasure, Ben’s moans pushing me harder at pleasing him. I had gotten to where I could push my tongue deep into the sphincter. I wanted to keep going but Ben stopped me and turned around. His cock was sticking up, almost touching his stomach.

“Damn. I ain’t been this hard since I was a 14 year old getting ready to fuck my first ass.” His face was flushed and he was slightly sweaty. “Good job, daddy.” He pushed his cock down and I could see that the head of his cock was covered in precum. “Come get your reward. You get one lick.” I started to reach for his cock and he again stopped me saying, “you still haven’t earned the right to touch my dick yet. I said ‘one lick.’” I moved my face closer, aware that my lips and chin were covered in spit and juice from his ass. As I got close, I stuck out my tongue and just as I was about to touch his cock, I wrapped my lips around his cock head and began to lick it. “You fucker,” he said with a laugh. I swallowed down the clear liquid like it was Champaign.

“Get on the bed,” he commanded, “on your back.” I got into position. He reached into the bag and took out some restraints. He fastened my left wrist to my left ankle, then repeated the procedure with the right. My ass was exposed. He reached into his bag again and I watched him pull out a bottle of lube and a butt plug. He put some of the lube on my hole and I shivered at the cold feeling. Then he pressed the tip of the plug to my ass and slowly pushed it in. Ben walked to the head of the bed, looking at his work and smiled. He held up what looked like a key fob. He grinned and pressed a button. The plug started pulsing, sending pleasure through my ass and cock. I couldn’t help but moan.

Then he literally picked me up and re-positioned me with my head hanging over the edge of the bed. He moved so that my head was between his legs and I was looking up at his ass and balls. He pushed his cock down and against my lips. I opened them and he slid his cock in and down my throat. I love sucking cock and I have been told I’m pretty good at it, so I started using all my techniques on him. I ran my tongue along the underside of his cock. When his cock neared the back of my mouth, I swallowed so that I could take it further. I strained to move my hands to better control his cock and then remembered that my hands were restrained.

The plug started pulsing harder. He must have used the remote to up the speed. Pleasure was overcoming my senses and I lost track of what Ben was doing to my mouth. I responded when I could but it was hard to focus on his cock. He clicked again, and now the pulsing increased and added a second, softer beat between. I could only lay there. I felt precum (or had I'd had an orgasm hands free?) pooling on my stomach. Then I felt Ben’s cock was expanding and my mouth was flooded with warm, delicious liquid. I swallowed as fast as I could but I still felt some flowing along my cheeks. He pulled out and at the same time, turned off the vibrator.

“Fuck!” Ben said breathlessly. “I wasn’t planning to nut in your mouth but fuck.” I laid there, watching him but pleased. He moved me so that I was near the center of the bed. He slowly pulled the plug from my ass and moved between my legs. “Good thing I can nut more than once,” he said with a smile. “You want me to fuck you daddy?” Even though I felt used up already, I did. I wanted to feel his cock inside me. I wanted to feel his body against me. I nodded eagerly. “I didn’t hear you, daddy,” he said. He was slowly stroking his cock and I could see he was still hard.

“Yes, sir,” I said. “Yes, sir, I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me until I can’t walk. I want you to claim my ass. Please, sir, please. Fuck me?” I knew I was pleading but I had honestly never wanted a cock as much as I wanted Ben’s right then.

He smiled but this time his smile was loving. He leaned forward and slowly pushed his cock in. Then he made love to me. That is the only way I can describe it. He kissed me and touched me. He fucked me with long, loving strokes. After what seemed like a long time, he paused and without taking his cock out of my ass, he released my wrists. I wrapped my legs around his waist and used my hands to touch his pecs. I pinched his nipples and licked the bush between his pecs. All while he continued to fuck me. Then, he moaned and I felt him tense up. I felt his cock expanding and I knew he was breeding me deep in my guts.

After, we laid together, touching and kissing, softly talking. He removed the restraints on my ankles, dropping them on the floor. He started to take the key from around his neck, but I stopped him, saying, “not yet.” I wanted to remember how well Ben had owned my ass.

I think we might have fallen asleep when I heard a phone chime coming from the neatly folded clothes. I looked at the clock. It had only been about an hour and half, so it wasn’t quite midnight. He looked at me and I could see he was silently asking, “should I answer it?” I shrugged. He got up, grabbed his phone, and putting it on speaker mode he got back into bed. I snuggled up to him. I could see on the display it said, “Alex Jr.”

“Hey,” he said. “What’s going on?”

“Uncle Ben, it’s AJ,” came the voice over the speaker.

“Yeah, I could tell.” He laughed.

“Well, we just were wondering what you were doing?” Pause. “Or I guess, who you are doing.”

Ben laughed. “What does that mean?”

“You know. Are you with Aunt Lisa’s dad?”

Ben turned to look at me. “Why would I be with him?”

“Puhlease… We both saw how you were looking at him all day. And we know he's gay. Or whatever.” Ben looked at me. I just shrugged. I wasn’t worried who knew I had been fucked my Ben. Plus, I didn’t know Alex or AJ. Or at least I didn’t think I did…

“Yes, I am with Lisa’s daddy,” Ben confirmed.

“Um…” Pause. “Can we join? We haven’t been with you since before basic and we both think he is fire.” I was surprised, shocked even. Not that Ben would have other lovers but that there were others at the wedding that thought I was hot.

He covered the phone and said softly, “Up to you. I know you haven’t gotten off yet.”

“Who are they?” I asked in a quiet voice.

“My nephews.” I thought about his brothers. I knew that some of the older brothers had kids. Then I thought, if they are as hot as Ben and his brothers, jackpot. Plus, incest was definitely something I fantasized about.

I shrugged. “I’m fine with it if you are.”

He uncovered the phone. “Okay. Do you know where?”

“Yes!” came the happy reply and then there was a knock on the door.