Friend/brother-in-law

Another thanksgiving with my family! I still had parents, one sister, and
one brother. My wife was an only child. Unfortunately, my brother was 10
years younger than I was -- and he lived on the East Coast. We rarely saw
each other -- not that we didn't get along -- he was just like a distant
relative. My sister on the other hand was one year older than I was. We
were and still are really close, and grew up amongst the same group of
friends. Our best friends in junior and senior high were also brother and
sister. We camped together, swam together, and played ball together. Now I'm
not saying that the four of us stayed a foursome when we did our activities.
For instance we'd usually all go camping with one another's families, at
least sometime during each summer. Steve and I would bike off somewhere,
going fishing or swimming, and the girls would do their thing. But, we all
got along. Steve and I went through puberty together, and I remember at age
16, he had sprung up to 6 ft 3 in, while I stopped at 5'10". It was that
year that we started developing different interests, and he got really heavy
into any sport he could get into, while I got more involved in my music. I
was an average sports player, but Steve was absolutely amazing. I'd go and
watch some of the games he was in, basketball, volleyball and football, but
where we used to be first in line to do things together, I found myself
being just one of the gang and one of his many fans. We could still chat at
school breaks every once in awhile, but when he was out there performing,
everybody wanted him.

When he was 17, he was alone with his dad when he died of a sudden heart
attack. I got this panic phone call just before I was leaving for school
telling me he had just called the ambulance, and could I come over to his
house. My sister and I spent that week with their family helping however we
could. Steve was so upset, as he had tried to revive his father, but
couldn't manage. Whenever we were alone he just cried and cried. He and his
dad were so close and his dad was this scraggly, funny Irishman. Always a
funny story, a twinkle in his eye -- and a strong supporter of his kids. At
the funeral home, whenever his team buddies showed up at the funeral home,
he was strong and I was kind of, out-of-the-picture. He wasn't mean or
anything, but I understood that there were two levels of friendship
happening here. I don't think I was jealous or anything, I was glad I was
there to help.

After the funeral ended, our friendship kind of disappeared. We both went
off to different Universities; he to become a Phys Ed teacher, and I was off
too study music. Our paths rarely crossed, except perhaps during a Christmas
break when we'd run into each other. We'd always give each other a hug and
do a 30second catch-up, but basically we had stepped into other lives.

About 8 years later, I had met this wonderful, liberal minded, somewhat
eccentric woman whom I married. My sister got along with her really well,
and we always had pleasant times at dinners and other social engagements.

This particular thanksgiving, I had been married for 4 years, when Karen
announced she'd be bringing someone new to dinner. My sister always seemed
to bring a new male friend every year. There were always lots of break-ups
to deal with, so I never bothered getting to interested in her new lovers.

Well, this year when the doorbell rang and I opened the door, there was
Karen giving me a hug, with her friend's back was facing me. When he
turned around, my mouth almost dropped. It was Steve! We gave each other a
good strong hug and with introductions complete, we headed into the living
room.

He and I ended up just yapping for about an hour, getting caught up on our
lives, and about how my sister and he ended up together. You see, my sister
and Steve's sister, still see each other. They play on the same women's
ball team, and after one of the games that Steve happened to watch, the two
of them started chatting, and he ended up asking her to a movie. Four
months later, they were madly in love, and were in a serious relationship.

I lived a few hours from the city, teaching music in a high school, and
Steve had returned to the city we grew up in accepting a teaching job in the
high school we grew up in.
At dinner, they announced their engagement and we were all quite excited and
extremely happy for them!

And so, a new phase of friendship started to develop. Our house was full of
family and friends for the holiday dinner, so we asked Karen and Steve to
spend the night, so we could get reacquainted. We promised to supply them
with everything they need so they wouldn't feel uncomfortable, and they
immediately accepted.

After we did the dishes and cleaned up, we sat down for a drink and started
to reminisce. Although Cindy was enjoying our walk down memory lane, she
felt a little out of it and wanted to go to bed. We thought it a good time
to get them extra clothes and stuff, and
The two of them stepped into comfortable sweats. Karen thought it would be
good if Steve and I took some time to get caught up, while Karen and Cindy
would chat and both go to bed. Steve and I retired to the basement family
room.

Our paths had taken different turns. He was still a tall strong athlete,
with a strong sculptured face. But his eyes were always warm and had this
sparkle -- like his dad. He looked good in my clothes, and I could tell when
he walked down the stairs that he had removed his underwear, as his good
sized penis was jiggling around under the material. Instead of sitting on
the chair, he moved over to the couch beside me and plopped his huge naked
feet on the table.

"Can you believe this" he asked?
"It's pretty fuckin' incredible that we ended up back in each other's
lives....and that you're now going to be my brother-in-law" I added. I punched
him on the shoulder.
"Actually, I can't think of anyone I'd like more as a brother-in-law" he
replied. You know, Karen and I kept this quiet, because we didn't know if
it was a past infatuation that we were rekindling, if it was fling, or what.
But the more we started dating, the more we realized we really loved each
other. Of course, we did a lot of talking about you too! It's great the way
you and Karen have remained so close."

"Yeah, it was pretty weird the way we just kind of went out separateways
isn't it"? I queried.

"Well, I can talk about this stuff now, but I couldn't back then. Back
then, we were hanging out and doing so much stuff together, we didn't want a
lot of other people in our circle. Hell, we even jerked off together a
couple of times.....well, not really, I mean, our dicks were still in our
pants....but you know, we were close. Anyway, one night when the four of us
were camping, your sister and I got into this makeout session at the dunes
on the beach, and..well...let's say, I lost my virginity that night. I was
just really horny, and I didn't want to go out with her or anything, I just
wanted to fuck. I wasn't sure how you'd react, so I just started doing
other things, and not hanging around you as much."

"Ah, so that's what all this was about. You fucked my sister, then fucked
me off, and now you're back fucking my sister, and we're sitting here
talking about fucking"!
We had a good laugh...then I had to ask...

"So, uh......this is kind of embarrassing to ask, but, how's sex.....with my
sister? He punched me. "You pervert.....it's great! I won't give you all the
details, but things are good....except she doesn't like to suck, (he said in a
low voice), but everything else-is great"!

"Interesting" I said, "Cindy doesn't either. I mean she'll slurp it for a
few seconds to get it hard, but she won't suck me off".
With that, he pulled his sweats down revealing this huge beautiful cock --
not hard yet.
"Now, doesn't that look like a tasty meal"? (His cock had grown
considerably. It was a big hefty dick, resting comfortably on a couple of
big balls. Real nice looking!)

"Shit Steve, I almost picked up a sausage like that from the European deli
last week. But, it uh..didn't have all the hair around it and definitely no
duck eggs to match"
We laughed, and he snapped his sweats back up.

"So, how'd you end up in the dick department"? he asked.

"What?....Shit, this feels like I'm 15 again. Take a quick look". I stood up,
unbuckled my belt, dropped my pants, and revealed my cock to him. "It seems
we've both grown quite a bit since we were 15. Actually, lets take a good
look. You and I were so into keeping fit and active....I'd like to see all of
you...I mean....we always used to compare muscles and hair length and
everything". We were pretty loose by this time, and it was something we
always used to do as we were growing up. Interesting how things just pick up
again 15 years later!!

He downed his drink, stood up and removed his shirt, and then bent over
removing his pants, standing there naked, and very attractive. I did the
same, and stood in front of him.

He flexed -- I felt, I flexed-he felt. I felt his calves and thighs as he
did with me. He was obviously in better shape than I was as he kept really
active in sports, but I had kept myself in good form as well. I was playing
some community hockey in the winter and ball in the spring and summer. His
body was pretty smooth everywhere, except for a light dusting of hair on his
legs and a thick dark bush of pubes around his cock and on his sac, matching
the dark colour of his head hair. My body was lightly covered with fur.

I walked over to pour another couple of drinks, and we sat back down, naked
and continued our talk.

I looked over at him. "So how big does that thing get anyway".
"Why don't you touch it and find out" he said in a comedic porn-like voice.

"Fuck off" I joked. "Just interested in knowing. Some guys when they're
dick are as huge as yours is soft -- gets hard -- it doesn't get much bigger.
"Uh oh....do you remember when we were about 14, and there were 5 guys at
Tim's house. We brought out the measuring tape to see whose was the biggest?
"Yeah, I remember yours hadn't really started to grow much, but Tim's was
the biggest, then mine....and I don't remember the rest....except...I didn't tell
you this...but later on that night, when the rest of you were sleeping, I had
to get up for a whizz. When I came back to bed, Tim grabbed my hand and
asked if I'd mind playing with his cock for awhile. When I said no, he held
tighter, and said if I'd suck him, he'd give me $10. I told him I didn't
feel like it, and went back to bed.
Steve burst out laughing, "guess who made the $10 that night"?
"You did"? I laughed in astonishment.
"Yup, I did a lot of first things hangin' out with you. He kind of tasted
funny though, and he offered to pay me $10 more if I swallowed his semen,
but I didn't want to. I don't even think he came, he just needed someone to
pay attention to his hardon! It was kind of interesting, but pretty quick
you know. I'd never done anything like that before, and it was a little
weird. He ended up jerking himself off anyway".

Looking over at Steve's cock, I said. "Well, I'd say with inflation, that
your cock would be worth $200 bucks now.
"Why you interested"?
"No way man, it probably `tastes funny' I said referring to the comment
about Tim.
He grabbed my head and held it over his cock. "What did you say man"
I resisted against his hand...
"Oh so you want a bedtime snack do you?" and he bobbed my head up and down
mockingly, as though I was sucking him. Then he let go. I grabbed his cock
as though it was a little person and apologized. "You don't really taste
bad I'm sure....sorry".
"Kiss me and make me feel better, this character voice said"
"Kiss you? but.....?
The character voice started to cry.
Oh alright....and I leaned over and kissed his dickhead.
We both laughed, and I stood up to get dressed. Steve stayed where he was.
"I can't believe how comfortable I'm feeling with you after all these years.
I mean here I am sitting in the buff with my old best buddy...I never do this
with anyone.
"I guess I feel privileged. Do whatever you want Steve, it's great to have
you back in my life."

I honestly didn't mind him naked. It was familiar, it was stimulating, it
was invigorating, and it made me feel a little like a kid again. We always
used to hang out in the tent or at house sleepovers naked, and never thought
anything of it. We turned on the television, and it happened that Peter
Sellers `The Party' was on....a favorite of both of ours. As the movie went
on, we found ourselves getting more comfortable on the couch until we were
both sitting sideways, with our legs intertwined. We used to sit like this
all the time when we were kids -- never thinking anything of it. I had my
jeans on, and he was naked. Pretty cool. If I'd get up for another beer or
if he did, when we ended up back on the couch, we'd reposition our legs so
they'd be comfortably intertwined. However, this time when I sat down, he
slowly moved his foot so that it was resting right in my crotch. It felt
good, and I acknowledged it by resting my hand on his foot. I slid down a
little myself and rested my socked foot against his bag. He acknowledged me
the same way....but we didn't look at each other.

As we continued, my foot absentmindedly started to play with him a little.
Circling his cock, lifting up his sack...it was like I was doing it to myself.
But I wasn't even watching what I was doing. When I looked over at him,
he was staring down at my foot, with his enormous hardon staring right at me
and my foot playing with it.

"Well now you know how big it gets!" he said with a devilish grin.
"No kidding.. You've got a nice piece of meat there buddy. Why Karen
wouldn't want to suck that I'll never know.
There was a pause before he asked -- with his eyes looking at the T.V.
"......do you"
"Do I what" half knowing what he was getting.
"Do you want to suck on it for a little while"?
"Ummm, that is an interesting question. I'm not sure why we're ending up
talking about sex and playing with each other's dicks here. We must have
some unlived fantasy that we need to act out here. Something we never did
in high school"

"Well, maybe you and I can do a little slurping now and then if we really
want a blowjob...since our wives aren't that interested" he said
matter-of-factly.

"Fuck man, you're making me hard as a rock". How did we get into talking
about this?
Shit, I remember in high school wondering what it would be like to suck your
cock, but I've never done it.
"You've never done it? You've never sucked another guy's dick?
"Nope. I've jerked off with a couple of buddies, but I've never sucked one.
Why how many have you done?
"Only one...not counting Tim. My college roommate -- major football player --
always horny. He jerked off every day...and when he didn't score with some
chick he'd come home upset, and horny and jerked off. Once, when we were
stoned, he asked me to give him a quick blowjob -- said he wouldn't tell
anyone, and I didn't have to swallow. He was kind of sexy, and I ended up
sucking him off -- swallowing his semen and everything. The next thing I
know he asks me to stand up, and he yanks down my sweats and sucks me off
too!
He said, "Let's keep this to ourselves, and only in emergencies. In our 3
years together, we did it maybe 6 more times, but is was always quick and
easy. To be honest, I've always enjoyed oral sex a lot more than regular
fucking....and I miss it! I mean, I'm always going down on Karen.....
"Alright alright....I don't want to know too much about you do with her!" I
screamed holding up my hands.

"So, do you think you'd want to try it" he asked?
"Shit Steve, my wife's upstairs, your' fianc�'s upstairs, and we're talking
about me sucking your cock."
He picked up his cock and waved it at me. "He wants you to," the character
voice said in its very macho voice.
"Tell you what. I'm going to keep my clothes on. You put on your sweater
and at least have your pants close by. If we hear anything, we can jump up
looking innocent.
And.....you'll owe me a blowjob. I won't get one from you tonight...but if this
goes okay...you have to do me sometime this weekend.
He jumped up and got on his sweater and hooked one pant leg on his foot.
Then, he sat back down, and spread his legs. "I'll talk you through it if
you want".
I crawled over, hovering over his penis. What a sight.
I leaned down and put my lips to it. I wrapped my hand around it and
smelled it from top to bottom and down to his balls. I looked up at his
smiling face...he looked happy....who wouldn't be?
I placed the head of his now hard dick in my mouth. It was good; spongy;
succulent; with a dab of precum at the tip. Then I engulfed it and was
surprised at its length and girth. I thought I'd be able to suck the whole
thing down. When I gagged and pulled off him he was laughing. Just take your
time man. Enjoy it like an expensive main course.

"I can't quite believe this day. First I see you again after all these
years, and here I am between your legs with your dick in my mouth"!

He put his hands behind his head, spread his legs further, and I started to
experiment. "Wow, you actually taste pretty good" I said. I went back down
to his penis, holding it at the base, and licking it from top to bottom.
For some reason, the song, "lollipop" came into my head while I had his cock
in my mouth, and I started to hum it. After a few seconds, he got the joke,
and we both started to laugh.

"Heh man, just wrap your mouth around it, and I'll move."
With that, I made machinery sound effects, clamping my lips around the base
of the head. He started to slowly fuck my face and I took as much in my
mouth as possible. He raised his ass off the couch and watched as his cock
disappeared down my throat. He'd fuck it fast, and then slow down rocking
his pelvis back and forth while his entire length slipped out and then back
in.

I spit it out of my mouth for a minute, "this isn't bad at all you know. It
tastes great, it's making you and me feel good, and it's getting me closer
to you than most other guys! Maybe it's a guy thing. We know dicks pretty
well....and this is one dick I've got to get to know"!

"Listen, I'm just about ready to lose it. You have to decide if you want to
swallow it, or I should shoot on your face or where". His face was really
red now, and he his voice had changed. I was all too familiar with the look.

"I don't know. I'll have to decide at the moment. Let's do it".

I went back down on him, sucking hard and breathing in his man scent.
"If you breathe in hard, and open your throat, you can get more down there,
and you won't gag -- try it."
As a musician, this wasn't hard to do, and at his next thrust, I breathed
deeply from my diaphragm and found my lips suddenly touching his bush. I
kept it there for a few seconds, proud of my accomplishment, while he gave
it a few quick hard thrusts, and then let it go. He patted me on the head
laughing silently. But I sensed, he really wanted to let go, so I started
bobbing on his cock, looking down at his balls and pubes, not quite
believing the situation I was in.

I reached down and started massaging his huge sac and he just about flew off
the couch. His cock slammed down my throat and he screamed from clenched
teeth -- "I'm gonna cum....what are you going to do"?

I decided to hold still, and let it happen. I needed to taste his semen.
He pumped faster, I kept massaging his balls, and suddenly, on my tongue I
tasted his spunk. I swallowed it and his cock further. I pulled out, and
let a little shoot on my lips -- I wanted to see it come out of him, and then
I dove back down it, letting it shoot until it was over. I didn't even
realize the taste of his cum, until after he was finished, and suddenly my
tongue and throat were coated with his stuff.

I pulled his cock out, and started smacking my lips and tongue as though I
were tasting a vintage wine. "Interesting....but I think I need a glass of
water to wash this down" I said.
"I'll get it for you", he said. He stepped out of his sweats, got a glass
of water from the bar, and brought it back to me. I was still on my knees,
and he was beside me holding the glass. I took the glass and washed his
semen down my throat.
With his huge flaccid penis in front of my mouth, I couldn't quite believe
what had just happened. I leaned over and held his penis, saying, "I think
I'll be seeing a lot more of you in the future". He stood there brushing his
huge softy against my face. I held on to this thighs and just breathed him
in. My buddy was back -- in all his glory!

I stood up...."not bad, not bad at all"..... We sat down and watched what was
left of the movie, every once in awhile bursting out in guy giggles, about
what had just happened. "Steve, I've got to go to bed. This is opening up a
huge door to this relationship you realize. We could become a very
interesting family"!

I gave him a hug, and said goodnight. He slipped on his sweats, and after
turning out the lights, we went upstairs going into our respective bedrooms.

The next morning, we had a great breakfast, and went out for long walk in a
nearby wooded area. I made some kind of joke about everything tasting salty
and not knowing why, with Steve's foot constantly knocking mine whenever I
made an insdie joke. Except for Cindy, it was like we had all rekindled
what we had in the past, except we were all grown up, making money, and
fairly happy with our lives. Due to an impending snow storm, Steve and
Karen decided to leave early. We all hugged goodbye, with Steve whispering
in my ear "next time".

The wedding was set for 3 months hence, and it would be small and intimate.
Steve asked me to be his best man and I agreed to it immediately. His sister
would be Karen's matron of honor and Cindy would play her violin at the
wedding service. Steve informed me that he didn't really want a stag party
as he wasn't really into it, but we would have a nice rehearsal dinner,
which I was happy to arrange.

They actually rented a few rooms at a ski resort where we could spend a
couple of days skiing before the wedding, and afterwards, the rest of us
would go while they stayed on for another week. The resort was in a
beautiful setting, and the food was exquisite, so we knew we'd be in for a
treat.

With workloads, and distances, we only saw each other a couple of times
before the wedding. Cindy and I went up to their house for Christmas, so
with the house filled with friends and family, Steve and I didn't have much
time to spend together. We took their dog out for a walk, early one morning,
and that was it. However, we did come up with a plan that could work.

We suggested that since Karen was getting a few wedding showers, that maybe
a few of the male guests invited to the wedding could go up a day or two
early and everyone else could come up together for the wedding rehearsal.
After a little hesitation and lots of discussion, we made the arrangements.
It ended up that Steve's two single cousins could come up, and so it was
only the four of us.

After a couple of months of email and phone planning, everything was set. I
took the train to meet Steve, and he drove the 3 of us up to the resort for
a couple days of skiing. We had only rented one room to save money, but they
were huge, with two king size beds, with a sitting area and a stone
fireplace.

We unpacked, and set out we needed for the next couple of days. When the
women arrived, we'd be switching rooms, so we didn't bring much. The four
of us sat around chatting and joking around for awhile, enjoying the fire
and the incredible view from our room.

Then it was out to the slopes, which took up a huge portion of the day, but
it was incredible weather, and we couldn't have asked for anything
better...until....I saw one of Steve's cousins pull him aside and talk to him
about something private. Steve came over to me with a huge smirk on his
face. It seems that his cousins had met a couple of babes on the slopes,
and were wondering how he felt if they spent some time with them that
night...they didn't know where things would be heading, but just in case...they
might not be back at the hotel room. Steve said he didn't mind that night,
but was hoping they we could all be together the next night. Everyone
agreed.

The 4 of us, plus the two new women on the scene had dinner together. They
were nice, but the conversation was all macho and joking stuff -- not real
talking. After eating, they decided to go to the bar for dancing, and Steve
and I headed back to the room.

The minute we walked inside the door, I said, "You owe me".
"What" he responded?
"You owe me a blowjob. Time to pay up," I cracked.
"Oh fuck man, I just ate. I don't want to do anything like that now. Maybe
later".
"Alright, but you're gonna pay up sometime this weekend Steve."
"Fine, fine...whatever".

We hopped on the beds and turned on the television watching some sitcom.
When it was over, he got up to use the can, and came back with his sweater
boxers and socks on. He didn't say anything, and I didn't say anything. We
just continued to watch T.V.

Suddenly the door opened, and there was one of his cousins, coming to get a
couple of things he left behind....toothbrush, razor and condoms! Bob sat on
the bed beside Steve to open his suitcase to pull out the stuff he needed.
Steve wished him luck, and Bob promised he'd be back for lunch tomorrow.

Steve got up and double-locked the door. Then he came and lay down beside
me.
"Listen, we never did talk about what happened a few months ago. It was one
night, and I guess I was kind of horny, and I'd always wanted to see you
sucking my cock."

"That's interesting", I said, "because I've always wondered what it would
have been like to suck your cock too. Remember that night when we were out
camping? You and I were outside in our boxers for some reason -- I think we
were just being idiots or something. We were joking around and we started to
wrestle. We were both in hand grips pressing against each other, when we
both felt our hard cocks against each other"

He finished, "Yeah, then we just looked at each other and I thought, if I
don't let go, I'm not sure what's going to happen, so I pushed you over.
Yeah, we both laughed it off then, but I was ready right then to try
something with you."

"We stopped it for a reason I suppose...but, what are we going to do now? I
have to tell you, I said hesitatingly, that I really enjoyed having your
penis in my mouth. It felt good and almost natural to be sucking you off. I
mean, I haven't felt that way with other men, but it just felt okay to do
that with you. It was like playing another sport or something, but it's
like you were an extension of me".

"Yeah, and I really enjoyed it too. You were great. But, how are we going
to handle this. You're married and I'm getting married....."

I reached over and put my hand on his abdomen, just so my fingertips were in
his pubes under the waistband of his boxers. He lay there with his hands
behind his head.

" All I can suggest is this. I am very happily married, and it sounds like
you will be too.
We've known each other a long time, and as in all marriages, there are
always problems. We can always be there for each other. And this sex
thing...well, if we don't make it a priority in our relationship, it could
work. I've realized something. I really like sucking your cock. It makes
me feel closer to you than ever, and once you get into sucking mine, we'll
be equal. It is something that we can keep to ourselves, and you know it's
that outlet we can use when we really want a blowjob and can't get one from
our wives, or if we want to get closer. I won't ever expect it from you,
but if it happens it happens".

"My problem is, I like it -- a lot. I'll probably always want you sucking on
me. I mean, that's not the only reason we get along -- you only did me
once....but I know what you mean. It felt really good, and really natural.
Anytime you want to suck me you can. Maybe we'll both have happier
marriages, as long as we can stay in close proximity with each other."

"Okay, well I know what I need to do right now..I'm going to take you up on
your offer...and you can do me whenever you want". With that, I slid down on
the bed, and spread his legs, and crawled in between.

We hadn't showered since skiing, and he had this rich man scent that struck
me as my nose went into his crotch. This time, I wanted to try his balls,
which I hadn't last time, He bent one leg a little giving me more access to
his bag and reached down, pulling his own cock and balls out of the leg of
his boxers.

"How do you like those boys" he asked.
"Definitely a different flavor than last time, but Steve, it is so hot to be
able to be down here between my best friend's legs, with him letting me!

"You are definitely the best man," he said. I'm going to watch TV while you
suck away if you don't mind. Looks like you'll wanna be down there for
awhile".
He was right. I stayed down there sucking him for almost an hour. This time
I didn't have any fear of being caught, and I could just savor his flavor.

"Okay, if you wanna take yours out, we can do a 69 and get this over with.
No more debts."
"No problem, I said". He rolled over straddling me, unbuckled my belt, and
started yanking me out of my pants. I watched his huge prick bounce around,
against my feet, as he pulled off my jeans and underwear....then, he slipped
off his own boxers and slowly moved up my body, and placed that huge cock of
his against mine. We looked down, and it was as if two old friends were
meeting again for the first time. It felt so fucking good, I couldn't
believe it. Then he turned around, and plopped his dick and nuts on my face,
while he grabbed mine and started to work it. It was so hot having his hard
dick and nuts just resting on my face. I was in heaven, but I also wanted to
see him do me. I grabbed his ass, and pulled him over on his side, and
then, we could both see each other work cock.

We smiled at each other, took turns watching the other, playing licking and
sucking copying games....and then it was time. We started to pump, and jerk
our dicks and in minutes, we were both spewing in each other's mouths. We
were spent, but in ecstasy.
We continued watching T.V. not saying anything, but lightly stroking our
cocks, sometimes sucking for a minute or two, and so it went for another
hour or so.

Suddenly, the sound of a key in the door, and then knocking. Steve's cousins
were back.
We were both naked from the waist down, but Steve didn't care. I quickly
pulled my boxers back on. He opened the door. "What the hell happened"?

"Well, what we thought was going to happen -- didn't, so we're horny as hell,
and ticked off. I'm going to take a cold shower."
"You take a shower if you want, I'll beat off while you're in the shower.".
We all had a little laugh, but the two guys stripped, and went into the
washroom together. While they were in there Steve's big soft dick close by
was driving me crazy.

I looked at him. He said, "you really like sucking this thing don't you. How
about one quickie"?
I gave Steve one quick blowjob that was incredible. He jumped up, and stood
in front of me putting his penis right in my mouth and started fucking like
crazy with his balls bouncing against my chin. It was fast, and hard. He
literally fucked my face while I sat at the edge of the bed, and this time,
he came while his dick was down my throat. I lay back on the bed, in
complete satisfaction, knowing I had yet again, sucked off my best buddy. It
all took about 2 minutes. Steve darted over to the other bed, and I stayed
where I was, savoring the semen in my throat and mouth.

Minutes after, his cousins came out of the washroom -- naked -- both
smirking-and saying nothing. "Okay, we both jerked off" he said.
"Good for you" I said. "Much better than a cold shower any day."

We all chatted for a bit, but then headed into bed; Steve and I in one, and
the cousins in the other. Sometime in the middle of the night, I woke up
from what I thought was a dream, but really, it was Steve sucking merrily on
my dick. He said he loved all the hair I had down there, and wanted to
repay me. I didn't object, and put the covers back up to my neck, while he
sucked and licked. I went back to sleep...I don't know how long he was there,
but when I woke up in the morning, he was already in the shower. I felt
absolutely content.

When Steve got out of the shower, he came over to the bed with his back to
the other bed and said, "This guy hasn't had that great of a workout in
ages. He thanks you, and I thank you".

"My pleasure, I replied. How far did you go last night by the way", I
asked.

"I was sucking you on and off all night....it was great -- no cum though. I'll
have to get that later."

Another day of skiing, drinking and eating. We couldn't do anything that
night, but the next morning, when his cousins left for a morning ski; we
went nuts on each other. This time I dove on top of him, and watched our
hairy dicks become entwined in all that pubic hair. We dry fucked each
other and it felt incredible. We pushed and prodded and pressed each other
together, then we lifted up so that are dicks were just touching as they
started to spurt out that delicious white cream. When they were both
finished, we pressed them hard together, sliding our cocks around in each
other's cum. Then he went down on me and licked it all up. When he got up
to get a glass of water, I enjoyed watching that thick piece swing back and
forth. I admit I have always loved watching soft cocks jiggle around, and
now, I had a huge one that I could watch whenever I wanted.

We decided it was time for skiing, and got our gear together. It was
another great day on the slopes, and after 5 hours out there, we were
exhausted and decided to find the hot tub and sauna. Back in the room, we
changed into our suits, and off we went...only to find, Steve's cousins and
about 20 other people sitting in there too. Too crowded for me, so I stayed
in for a couple of minutes and retreated to the sauna. This place had guys
and girls saunas, so it was okay to let that towel slip off, and expose the
entire body to the heat. I was in there for about 5 minutes, when the door
opened, and 5 guys came in, so I got up and left there too, stepping into a
nice long shower. When I got upstairs, there seemed to be a ton of noise
coming from the room. When I got there, it was packed full of guys in our
room, and the adjoining room -- friends from sports and school. I guess, his
cousin decided it to surprise him by inviting about 30 guys up for the
night, to get his "properly pissed". I could tell he was properly pissed
off, but what could he do. Then, the all-too-familiar Steve came back. But
now, I knew him better, and he was just going along for the fun. Well, we
did have fun, and I'm actually glad Brad invited everyone up there. There
was some pretty funny shit happening, and of course -- lots of beer and
liquor. Poor Steve, got absolutely smashed, and I wasn't far behind. I
don't know how long we stayed up eating and drinking, but when I woke up the
next morning, there were 4 guys on our bed, and 3 on the other, with a few
on the floor. Instead of everyone taking a shower, we all headed down to
the hot tub, ditched our clothes, and hopped in. Better than a bath, and a
lot more fun. We ate a huge breakfast and said farewell to everyone.

In three hours, the other guests would arrive, and we had to change rooms.
We made sure our newly designated rooms were in order, and all was well.
Steve and I sat outside and drank coffee for most of the next 3 hours,
slowly trying to recover from the evening's events. I guess the guys who
won the poker games gave all their winnings to Steve to help him pay for the
rooms -- which he truly appreciated.

We went back to my room, and sat on the bed. I looked at him and smiled.
These have been an amazing three days. I really feel like you're my brother,
and I'm looking forward to having you as part of the family. I gave him a
big kiss on the cheek.

"Anything I can do for you"? I asked.
"Well, maybe one thing". We're going to be busy tonight and tomorrow, and
then I probably won't see you for awhile. I think I could handle one more
...if that's okay with you".
"Your wish is my command oh groom-to-be". He lay back on the bed, spread
his legs, and lifted his legs ---and said "this feast is for your pleasure".
His cock was still soft, and tasted a little chlorinated from the hot tub. I
held his penis and licked the head for a minute while he watched. Then I
reached underneath to grab his ass-cheeks and brought him up into my face.
While I massaged his cheeks, I plunged down his entire pole, leaving it
every minute or so to pay attention to his balls. We both started humming
the lollipop song while he fucked my face in rhythm. He was loving it and I
was loving it. We decided there that anytime one or the other started
humming that song, it would be our cue for an upcoming blowjob. He
stretched out his legs resting them on my body. I was bringing my bud into
heaven and he was going nuts. Suddenly, he took his cock out of my mouth
and shot all over my face....I licked it a little, but he wanted to shoot it
on me. I actually, enjoyed watching his semen erupt from the slit. Then he
took his prick and massaged all that cum into my face.

I lay there for a minute, with my cheek resting on his penis, and him
stroking my hair. I looked at my watch. We'd been at it for an hour, and
who knew when people would start arriving. I pulled him up and told him we
needed a shower. I went in and had a quick one. While I was standing naked
at the sink shaving, Steve came in and stood behind me.
He reached around me and gave me a hug, while that huge soft dick of his
nestled in the crack of my hairy white ass. "You are my brother".
Yes, we were on to a new beginning!