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Which Brother-in-Law?

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by chickenpluck2000@yahoo.com This story is true -- it just goes to show, you never know your relatives as well as you think! I've often wondered how I'd react if I recognized someone I knew in the pages of Clubstroke -- now I know! But which brother-in-law is it? I have been a devoted fan of Clubstroke since I discovered it several years ago. I loved reading the stories as I gently stroked my hard red cock, lubed up to a smooth slickness, then began to speed up, feeling that maddening hot itch build up at the base of my rod, moving up my gee-string, then splattering out in great sticky gobs of manjuice that dripped down my hand and across the smooth top of my computer desk. Later, I started writing stories and my membership got me into the Pictures section. I was like a kid in a candy store -- dicks of every size, color, and shape, cut and uncut, plain and pierced! Just a few days ago, I entered the members' section and decided to check out the new photographs. I especially like the pictures of uncut rods. I myself am cut, but I find foreskins a major turn-on, whether they are long and puckered at the end like a nipple or drawn slightly back to reveal the end of a blunt cockhead and a dripping slit! The best pictures are the long, uncircumcised black dicks where the foreskin slides back and forth over the fat head until great, sticky gobs of hot jizz shoot out . Man, just thinking about it puts a lump in my shorts! The stirring head of my prick is beginning to sneak out of the leghole of my shorts. Anyway, I saw there were several new sets of pictures when I signed on last night. One of them was especially intriguing. There were two shots of a hard cock sticking out of a pair of white briefs. The dick was not any longer than mine, between 5 and 6 inches, but I gasped at the thickness -- like a meat baseball bat! It was cut and had an unusually big, tapering head, thick blue veins, and a pair of round, hairy nuts swinging below. Damn, how big around is that thing -- six inches? Maybe more? The message at the top of the frame caught my eye -- the name given was the same as one of my brothers-in-law -- here, let's just call him "J"-- and the little note said he was "married and curious" and would like to meet more JO buddies in Texas. That's odd, I thought, my brother-in-law is married, and we both live in Texas. Oh, well, that's an odd coincidence. There was a button to press for a video clip. Hmmm, I thought, this might be interesting -- I'd like to see this chunky one in action. I had already reached in the fly of my boxers and was rubbing my stiffening prick. Then the fifteen-second video clip began, and there it was, in glorious color: the same thick slab of meat, that huge cockhead glistening with precum. The shot is as the jacker would see it: past the stomach, the delicately curling pubes, his hand around that throbbing hunk of dick, his feet further away. The hand begins slipping up over the shaft, which seems to be lightly lubed and glistening. The thumb and forefinger encircle that big head, then slide back down. The pace picks up -- I can imagine those hairy balls, just out of sight, bobbing furiously up and down as they get ready to empty their wet, sticky load. Then suddenly, a small white gob squirts out of the cumslit, followed a fraction of a second later by a huge, thick white rope of semen, which splatters on the jacker's stomach hair. The jacker's toes curl in in the throes of his orgasm. Then a shorter spurt, that dribbles down to puddle, gleaming and pearly, on his thumb, then a final short ejaculation that remains on the dickhead like a smear of sweet, spermy icing. I start the video clip over, again and again, as I stroke harder and harder on my own throbbing red meat. Again and again, I watch that cum fly out on the video, and then finally my own jizz sprays out, staining my boxers, dripping from my hand. I lick the sperm off my hand, savoring its delicate saltiness. Then I look a little closer at the video, which is now running continuously. Something looks very familiar about the room where this faceless jacker is pleasuring himself. Then it comes to me: the white pine entertainment center, the chair, the room beyond the open door, the upholstery -- I know this place! It's my brother-in-law's house! Good grief! Could this brown, shooting cock belong to my brother-in-law? Actually, my wife has two younger brothers, both grown but a lot younger than I. Both are tall, nice-looking men, but I have never seen either one naked, let alone hard. The name on the picture file is my oldest brother-in-law, but that juicy dick is sticking out of a pair of briefs. "J" has always said he hates briefs and wears only boxers. Also, "J" has very hairy legs, and this guy's legs are much smoother. Then the thought occurred to me -- "J" has twice been out of town lately for several days at a time and asked his younger brother to housesit. The hands, the legs, look much more like the younger brother's. Perhaps I will drop some gentle hints around them. Perhaps the jacker will post another set of jizz-dripping pix and include an e-mail address. Until then, I'll just fantasize about which one it is and take pride in the secret only I know: that one of my brothers-in-law is thick as an Idaho mule!