My Sister's Husband, the First Time

by mdtat2 My brother-in law is a big man, the kind of big jovial guy who greets everyone with a bear hug and a huge grin. Jake stands about 6'4" with big muscular legs, arms and chest and a big hairy belly. When he and my sister Jen were dating, I would watch him pick her up in his arms and wish I could be in her spot. He always treated me like gold, though, taking me with them on picnics or to the movies. He worked construction, and sometimes when he got together with his buddies after work, he would stop by and pick me up to go along. I would watch him all night, his big hands and thick fingers wrapped around a glass of beer, laughing with the guys mostly about sex and sports. I loved it when he had too much to drink and asked me to help him back up the stairs to his apartment. He was a happy drunk, laughing and teasing, putting his big arms over my shoulders and squeezing me till I thought I would break. I really loved it though, and got totally excited and hard when he was all over me like that, especially when I could feel his big cock and balls pushing against my leg and sometimes even against my fast-growing cock. I always wondered if he could feel me getting hard. He would go take a leak and leave the door open, and my legs would get weak just knowing he was in there holding his big dick. I would fantasize that he might ask me to help him undress or get into the shower. I made plans for the time when he might be so loaded he would pass out and how I would finally get a handful of his incredible muscular ass or even his fat cock which always made a hefty bulge in his jeans. But, fuck…it never happened. I knew he kept some porno mags in the drawer next to his bed, and I would always sneak a look to see what he was using to jerk off with. A lot of times I found the magazines open to pages where some big guy was fucking some girl's ass instead of her pussy---those got me real excited, and I wondered what it would be like to feel his big, hot naked body on my back. I always had to rush home to jerk off a few loads before I could calm down enough to sleep. Of course, after a few years of dating, they finally set a date. Everyone except me was all excited. I was just plain jealous. One night I heard my sister and some of her friends sitting out on the porch talking about their boyfriends. Jen said something like…"if Jake thinks he's gonna get it that often he just better think again". I tuned in. She said "he's just too big, and he sweats and makes such a mess, and he wants me to do disgusting stuff". Her girlfriends were laughing at her and told her she better get over that attitude and give him the blowjob he's asking for. "Oh, that's not all" she said, and they just cracked up and told her to enjoy it. One said "he sounds hot and hung and horney, girl. If you get tired of him send him my way"! I got an immediate hard on just hearing them. Well, the wedding went off just fine even though I spent the whole day staring at Jake and feeling jealous. They settled in, and the next few years were pretty quiet. They would invite me over for dinner sometimes, but Jake didn't go out with the guys much anymore, and he seemed more quiet, not the big slap-you-on the-back kind of guy he used to be. Once I asked him if he liked being married to my sister (because I think she acts like a real bitch) and he kind of sighed and said "yep, she's a great girl, but I think I need some more time to myself". I told Jake maybe we could go hiking some weekend, and he seemed to kind of perk up at the idea. So, two weeks later Jake called and said "Hey, lets you and me go up to Taylor's Lake for the weekend. Its quiet and we can hike over to the far end and just do whatever the hell we feel like!" Well, I've never jumped at an offer so fast! I told Jake I'd bring the food and beer if he would bring all the equipment. His equipment is what I really wanted to see. In his pick-up on the way up we had a great time, laughing and carrying on. Every now and then Jake would reach over and grab my leg, slap it and rub up and down, so that by the end of the trip I was raging hard and trying to figure out when I could get away to jerk off. I thought I saw him look over at my crotch a few times and kind of grin, and his cock did look a little crowded in his jeans, but I figured it was my wishful imagination. As soon as we hit our camping spot Jake said, "c'mon Scott, lets take a swim. I started to look in my knapsack for my trunks but when I turned back around Jake was already pulling off his pants. I started to sweat. He said, "what the fuck are you looking for, just get naked and come on"! One look at his incredible fucking masculine body shining with a fine glaze of sweat and I was hard and embarrassed. I stumbled around for a minute and he said, "hey, nature got the best of you, huh? You got a proud pole there, Scott. Don't worry about it, I'm a little stiff myself". Then he ran for the water, and I followed with my cock leading the way. He was such an easy-going guy, I tried to just relax and go with it. It obviously didn't bother him. When we got out of the water after a lot of grabbing and splashing, he said, "ok, let's set up…" and started to set up the tent. "Aren't you gonna get dressed" I said, feeling like I could come just watching his muscles stretch. "What for, ain't nobody out here to see, and fuck 'em if they don't like it anyway---that's why we're out here". His big cut cock was fat and full, and his huge hairy balls were just swaying and bouncing against his thighs as he set up the tent, laid out the sleeping bags and other gear. I did my best to cover my excitement, and finally got distracted by fixing our dinner. When it was ready, he laid out in his lounge chair to eat. All I could do was watch his beautiful cock and balls roll and swell as he ate. He kept smiling, reaching over to grab my leg or arm and tell me how good the food was. When we finished, we pulled out a few beers. Now it was dark and I could see his outline against the fire as he started to rub and squeeze his expanding cock. Now things were getting serious. I couldn't sit there watching this and not start pulling my own pud, and it only took one touch for my cock to spring into action. Jake said "now, that's what I like to see, you're getting relaxed just like I am…and when I feel this good, I need to shoot my load". He stood up and moved between our chairs. "Scott, join me". My knees were so weak I couldn't stand. I swayed and reach out to him for balance. Jake grabbed me in those big arms and pulled me against him, his huge cock poking between his legs and mine rubbing against his hairy belly. I was trembling as he held me tight and said "you know, ever since those night before I married Jen I used to wish something like this would happen with you" (I fucking couldn't believe it) "please let me make you feel real good". He grabbed my cock and started to pull, and I couldn't hold back at all. I shoot all over his hand and he took my cum, tasted it, rubbed the rest on his cock and started to pound it. "Please let me suck your cock, Jake, let me swallow your fuckin load". He kept jerking off, and I went down on my knees to worship his huge legs and massive tool jerking and drooling on my face. Jake started to yell, and shoved his steel hard cock into my throat while it pumped a thick load of the sweetest spunk I had ever tasted. I was in total fucking lust, begging for more. Jake spun around showing me his perfect muscle sculpted ass, and started begging me to shove my tongue in his crack. I spread those beautiful cheeks and started to lap like a fucking dog, sniffing his man-sweat and jerking my cock in rhythm. Jake was bellowing like a bull, shoving his ass hard in my face and fisting his still raging cock. His balls were slapping against my chin, spraying sweat and spit everywhere. Again Jake spun, grabbed me by the waist and turned me ass over elbow. My dripping cock and balls were in his face and he started to slobber all over them sending me into fucking orbit. Still in the air, he turned me around and shoved his unshaven face deep in my ass and started to chow down. No one had ever eaten my ass before, and I knew that Jake was about to get my cherry. When Jake came up for air, he put me down gently on the ground in front of the tent. "I want your sweet round melon ass, Scott. I want it wrapped hard around my cock till we both blow our loads. Please let me…." Before he could say another word, I was on all fours pressing back against his swollen tool. We were both so slippery with spit and cum that he slid in before I had a chance to scream, and immediately started a rhythm against my prostate that sent me out of my mind. He grabbed onto my cock and started to pull. After about 5 minutes of rough riding we were both groaning and sweating and ready to fire. Just as I was about to unload, Jake pulled out of my ass, flipped me over, and we both exploded all over each other, sending shots of hot cum everywhere. Jake hugged me tight, and we slid against each other in shared sweat and spunk. I must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew I felt a stream of hot foaming piss shooting across my balls, up my chest and down my legs. Jake was right in my face looking so sexy that I just held him tight and let lose myself. I woke up twice that night with Jake's cock nosing into my butt. We never did do any hiking that weekend, and now we head to the lake as often as we can. Finally, I'm taking everything that my sister doesn't want!