However, not every crime syndicate is like mine. Most so-called ordinary bicycle kinsperson are governed by what is known as the"Westermarck Effect. '' That just means that they are not sexually attracted to one another, but respective work seem to negate the standard panorama of the Westermarck effect. People seem to have got sexual orientation toward faces that resemble their parents'or their own. If right, this would propose that Sigmund Freud 's idea of the King Oedipus complex had more merit to it.

My whole family unit has always seemed to be devoid of the Westermarck gist, but heavy on the King Oedipus complex. We have some relatives that just love sex with whoever is available. We also have our share of gay or bisexual person individual. With that said, let me tell you about my older sis's ex, my ex-brother-in-law, Jason.

Jason's Story

My named is Todd. I am a 45 years old divorcee, and I love sex. I prefer heterosexual person sex, but that's not to say I would outright reject a non-heterosexual encounter. It would depend on a masses of things such as how horny I was at the time of the contact. Or how much I had to tope when the opportunity presented itself, or maybe how persuasive the person was who tried to seduce me. I have known since puberty that I was addicted to sex. I just never got the opportunity to experience sex with anyone early than myself until high school day. Yes, you heard me right. I was heavily into chronic masturbation until my auntie Bella took me under her tutelage and introduced me to the joys of veridical grown-up sex ; with someone other than myself. During my early teenage years, I had never gotten around to experimenting with my buddies so that part of my sex didactics didn't exist. I am and always have been intrigued by the female bosom. My mother told me she had a hell of a time weaning me from her tit. Even today I am easily calmed with a pap in my rima oris.

I 've already told you about my world-class intimate experience with my Aunt Bella who first introduced me to sex with another somebody. That happened one night after thanksgiving. I was still in high school. auntie Bella was subservient in teaching me about the thing's women really liked during sex. After my clash with Aunt Bell, I moved on to score my Sister Amy. That was a delightful period in my sex life. Amy would only let me imbibe her tits and eat her pussy. And in exchange, she would devote me the most delightful cock sucking. She refused to let me fuck her because she insisted on saving that for her hereafter husband.

That brings me to my brother-in-law, Jason. He was the lucky man who finally had the exclusive right of taking my babe's virginity. Jason was a highly-paid corporate attorney with a major law business firm on the East Coast. He had a substantial salary, but once he made partner with the law firm, his one-year salary quadrupled. Jason was about ten years older than my sister, Amy. They met sometime during Amy 's live twelvemonth of college. It was a whirlwind courtship and they married shortly after Amy 's gradation. We were all so frantic Amy found a rich hubby, none of us ever questioned her about the inside information of their courtship.

Mom and Dad were skeptical of Jason at beginning because of the age difference but finally welcomed him into the kinsperson because Amy loved him very much. I liked him right away because he was super rich and did n't mind sharing that wealthiness with the relaxation of us. Jason would buy us expensive natural endowment at Noel and our birthdays. Jason owned a big yacht he kept moored in the Chesapeake Bay. On the fourth of July, Memorial Day weekend and Labor Day weekend he would take the whole family for a cruise on his yacht. I always looked forward to those sail because the pot liquor and food flowed freely and I could drink and eat all I wanted without having to interest about paying the tab. I was a college kid at the time, and it was one big party for me.

Unfortunately, Amy's marriage to Jason only lasted a couple of twelvemonth. One day she called Mom and told her that she was moving back dwelling. Amy was heartbroken and very depressed. Mom tried to get the details of the dissolution, but Amy told her she did n't want to sing about it. The only thing Amy would say was that the marriage was over and she received a very generous divorce settlement. There was a confidentiality clause that stated she was not to disclose the inside information of the accord. Amy told Mom that she would never birth to work out again for the rest of her life if she so chose. Amy and I had always been very close, and after a calendar month of brooding to herself, she finally confided to me that Jason had taken a male devotee. She was informed that she could remain his wife, but their closeness was over. She could continue to subsist in their theater, spend their money and enjoy everything except sex with her husband. Amy chose to cave in it off entirely and retort home.

One day Amy was so nervy and distraught I offered to give her a massage to loosen her. We used to give each other massages in gamey school. About XXX moment into the massage, Amy broke down and began to sob. Before hanker she shared the whole story with me. She told me Jason spent a month in New York with one of the aged partners working on a big embodied unification. The merger was Worth millions of dollars to the law firm, and it had to be perfect. Jason was promised a full partnership if the merger was successful. During the work on that merger, Jason became romantically involved with the law better half working on the project with him.

Amy started telling me her story by first-class honours degree informing me that the fourth-year law partner Jason was teamed with was a very demanding mortal with a impregnable personality. Jason was a very gumptious attorney and wanted very a good deal to please his elder spouse. Jason did n't take care working belated hours into the night preparing the arrant legal documents to get to the unification successful. However, the togetherness, along with Jason 's desire to please, and the late room service dinners led to the apparent sexual bonding between Jason and that elderly partner. That's why Jason thought nothing of excepting the invitation to unite his older better half for a late-night relaxing steam bathroom in the senior married person's lavishness suite.

Wrapped in only towels, Jason and that law mate sat in the secret hot steam elbow room and casually chatted about the day 's accomplishment while sipping expensive red wine. The private steam room was designed for only two people ; possibly three at about. The tightness made it more intimate, and Jason 's head was swimming with phantasy of a sexual encounter with the elderly mate. Jason was clearly anxious when his senior pardner gulped down the last swallow of wine-coloured, gazed directly into Jason's eyes and smiled. Jason told Amy he thought he knew what was about to happen but was still astonished when the senior pardner stood before him and quietly dropped the towel. Jason told Amy his heart began to beat rapidly. He knew what was about to happen. Jason admitted that he secretly wanted it to take place and feel like he couldn't aim his next breath. He had never entertained the thinking of ever cheating on Amy, but when that senior spouse 's hips moved slightly forward, Jason excitedly opened his rima oris and accepted the strong stopcock that was offered. Jason told Amy, he had fantasized about that very mo for the two weeks they had worked together. Jason said he felt chills throughout his totally soundbox as the man's long slender prick moved entirely to the back of his throat.

Jason told Amy that the only former time he had sucked another man's tool was in college. His roomy had been a tall, slim melanise man named, Reginald Johnson. Reginald was a skinny six-foot kid with a long carinated uncut shaft. Reggie had taught Jason how to suck tool properly. Relying on what Reggie had taught him, Jason concentrated really severe on relaxing the muscles of his throat so his law spouse's stopcock chief could travel at least one to a greater extent column inch into his throat. Reggie taught him the secret was to close the throat musculus on the school principal of the invading turncock and then displume off slowly thereby milking the shaft. It never takes long to actuate a rattling climax milking the prick head in that style. Jason had come to get it on the rush he received with the first blast of cum down his pharynx. For Jason, that moment was the most habit-forming parting of sucking a pecker. He had n't experienced that delight since the last sentence he had been with Reggie. Amy said it made her sick to see how much Jason loved having that shaft in his mouth. I felt sorry for her grief.

Jason had told Amy that the very starting time time he sucked Reggie's hammer he had been taken by complete surprise. After they had been college roommates for only a few twenty-four hour period, Jason had been sitting on his bed watching the news on TV when Reggie walked out of the shower with a hard shaft and without warning shoved it into Jason 's rima oris. There was no give-and-take, no arousal, and no asking license. Reggie just grabbed a hand entire of Jason 's hairsbreadth, pulled his head forward and started fucking his face.

That bold face move startled Jason, and he said he had every intention of asking Reggie to stop, but the thrill Jason was receiving as Reginald 's peter hit the binding of his throat ; sending gelidity all the way down to his orb was so pleasurable Jason just sat there until he felt hot creamy cum volley into his throat. It was so emotionally impactful on Jason 's psyche, it caused him to climaxed harder than he had at any time in his young life. Jason told Amy he knew at that very import he loved sucking pecker. He worshipped Reggie 's cock every night until Reginald graduated and moved away to the west coast. Jason never approached anyone else with his desire to suck shaft because he was shy and afraid it would hurt his career in law if the great unwashed learned of his fetish. Back then people didn't accept homosexuality as they do now. Law firms were loth to take openly gay attorney. After successfully passing the bar exam, Jason actively sought out a desirable female to marry ; One that could be his beard and further his law career. That suitable female turned out to be my sister, Amy.

Once that elder law spouse started jamming his cock down Jason's pharynx, all the flush and intimate gratifications from his college affair came back. Jason had finally found someone who understood his needs. Someone who was in a billet to run those needs and at the same time bolster up his law career. It was an extra incentive that individual could mentor and also help him with his law career. There would be no more hiding his real intimate taste. The senior cooperator knew he had made the rightfield move when he observed Jason's forwardness to nurse his cock.

'' You really enjoy sucking cock, do n't you, Jason. ``

'' I absolutely love sucking your cock, Mr. Carrington, '' Jason proclaimed before putting Mr. Carrington's cock backbone of his mouth.

"Please call me Cedric… !"the man panted."Mr. Carrington is much too formal considering what our new relationship will be from here on."

"New relationship ?"Jason took a quick intermission from sucking Cedric's pecker."Does that mean we won't be hiding this from everyone else at the law business firm ?"

'' We wo n't make a schematic announcement, but the pardner will know, and everyone else will figure it out within a short period, '' Mr. Carrington assured.

"What happens if my married woman finds out about us ?"

"There is no IF she finds out because I will insist that you and I be exclusive. That means you will no longer have sex with your wife. I will not share you with anyone from this bit on ; that includes your wife. She will have to be told immediately. That part is up to you, '' Mr. Carrington explained. `` We do n't want a malicious gossip disrupting our law house. ``

"What do I narrate my wife about us ?"Jason asked.

"You tell her that you and I are now devotee and will be spending a lot of metre together. We will have a lot of late-night meetings, and some weekends we will go off together and do our thing. If she agrees to the price I set and will continue to act as your wife, she will be richly rewarded. ``

"She will be rewarded how ?"

'' She will be given a company credit bill of fare with no limit to be used for shopping sprees or for travel to anyplace in the world. And if she needs intimate relief from a man or woman for that topic, we have various young lawyer, both married and single, who will be made available to her at any time of the Night or day to take care of her intimate needs. All she has to do is keep up the appearance of a glad kinfolk animation. ``

"I'm not sure how Amy will react to that marriage proposal, but if she doesn't agree to those terms will it hurt my career to divorce her ?"

"You would be volition to split up your wife for me ?"

"Yes, Sir !"Jason answered without hesitation.

Carrington smiled, gave Jason a buss on the lips and said,"Consider yourself exclusively mine. I will inform the partners."

Amy refused to live a make believe living and the law house quietly rushed through her divorcement settlement that would strike care of all Amy 's needs for the rest of her sprightliness. Amy and Jason remained friend, and Amy returned home to know with Mom and Dad. Amy never associated with Jason after that, but Dad and I continued to go yachting with Jason as though he were still married to Amy. I still thought of him as my wealthy brother-in-law. Dad loved to go deep sea fishing with Jason, and I enjoyed going out on the yacht every luck I got. I did n't want to fall in up the free John Barleycorn and free intellectual nourishment. I was still in college and never passed up a chance to eat or fuddle for free. I also like to sun on the deck of his yacht and contain out all the aphrodisiacal bikini-clad fair sex on passing ships.

One day Jason and I were cruising alone because Dad canceled at the lowest hour. We cruised out beyond the limits of where local anaesthetic law didn't apply. We were at that point where Maritime Law applied. I was sunning on the bow when Jason approached said,"Why don't you remove your bathing suit and get an even tan ?"

"Can't we get in hassle being naked on deck if a passing racing yacht sees us and complains ?"I asked.

'' We are operating under maritime law, and the Captain of the watercraft decides what is against the law,"Jason replied,"And I am the master of this vas. Therefore, I set the law on this vessel."

I was anxious about being au naturel in front of another man but didn't want to appear homophobic, so I did n't make a relocation to dispatch my bathing courtship. I was determined to sit there and let Jason set the parametric quantity. Jason did n't accept any problem being nude in front line of me, so he slipped his suit off and tossed it to the incline. I waited a minute and then did the Lapplander. I was surprised at how liberating it was to lay on the deck with cypher but the sun covering my organic structure.

The wind blowing across my crotch caused my pubic hairs to travel in sync with the piece of cake. It created a tickling mavin, and I could feel my dick jump to stir. I was lying nude on the deck next to a naked gay man, and I did not desire my cock to get hard and leave the wrong depression with my ex-brother-in-law. I was not gay and did n't want him to remember I had propensity in that direction. I believe Jason sensed my predicament and asked, `` Are you prepare for another beer, Todd ? ``

I still had a couple of swallow in my feeding bottle but said, `` Yes…I 'm almost empty. ``

Jason jumped to his feet and headed toward the galley. I surprised myself by unconsciously checking out his ass. I was sword lily for the moment of seclusion and concentrated really hard on preventing a full-of-the-moon fledged flub. Jason returned shortly with two ice cold recollective neck beers. I was sitting up now and peering out at the ocean. I was leaning a bit forward to harbour my cock from his view just in case it tried to stiffen again. Jason stood next to me and offered me a beer. I looked up to deal the beer, and his pecker was inches from my human face. My eyes involuntarily locked on to his cock. I felt awkward when he didn't move away. I was sure he noticed where I was looking, but he didn't make an effort to give me More space. I looked away but had to fight to prevent my eyes from darting back to his cock occasionally.

I glanced up at him and noticed he was staring out to sea. I do n't fuck why but I covertly began to study his dick more closely. It was about six inches long while soft. He was circumcised, and his empurple head looked like a mature plum on a tenacious narrow shaft. I remember thinking at the time that such a long streamlined turncock was wasted on a gay man. I know many charwoman who would trade their husband 's bantam peter for a squeamish long one like Jason was sporting. Then I thought to myself, maybe gay guys like a cock that is long enough to go recondite yet narrow enough not to rip them open air. I had to slap myself in the fount to get rid of the stupid opinion running through my head at the sentence. I had never been remotely attracted to another man, but I suddenly had the urge to lick the tip of Jason's hammer. The alcoholic drink was beginning to hamper my judicial decision. I kept one eye on where Jason was looking, and my other eye continued to study his putz. I had a demented urge to take his shaft in my oral fissure and see how it felt and tasted. I had never felt like that way before. I remember thinking at the fourth dimension,"No one would ever cognise if I sucked his cock just this one time."I began to wonder if I was a latent homosexual, but after a moment I dismissed that thinking. Jason finally walked away, and I went back to working on my tan and looking for beautiful women on passing yachts.

At sundown, Jason called me to eat dinner. He had grilled two large T-bone steaks on the ship's galley kitchen range, and the pleasant aroma filled the cabin. Jason had chosen an expensive red wine to go with our superbly grilled steaks. We ate without speaking. My mind kept going back to how well-chosen Amy had been before she learned Jason was gay. He had always seemed to be the perfect mate for her. She had never once complained to me about his inability to please her sexually. I do remember she once asked me if all men liked to fuck their wife in the arse. It now made sense to me. He was probably fantasizing about fucking some guy in the but while having sex with her. Suddenly the thinking occurred to me that he may have been pretending it was my butt he was plowing at the time. I certainly hope not, Although I did experience a rebuff chill when I thought about it.

After dinner, Jason poured us both another glass of wine and then proceeded to clean the cookhouse. I moved to a modest sofa in a sitting area off the kitchen and watched the TV while sipping my wine. When Jason finished cleaning, he joined me on that sofa with another nursing bottle of expensive red vino. He topped off my glass without asking. I was flipping through the canal because there was goose egg on television. Jason suggested we watch a few videos from his exclusive collection. I was pleasantly surprised when the TV screen was filled with beautiful womanhood with big tits.

Jason apparently noticed my surprise said,"I bet you expected to see a gang of guys butt fucking and taking declamatory peter down their throats. Didn't you ?"

I had consumed plenty wine that I no longer filtered my gossip. I blushed and said,"I did expect that would be the topic of your porno ingathering. I was prepared to just sit here without insulting you about your taste perception in the porno. ``

"I still enjoying viewing tradition porn,"Jason quickly said."I especially enjoy seeing gravid tits jiggling and bouncing. I once knew this guy in college who had taken internal secretion and was beginning to grow some teat. It was delightful to feast on his breast as we played our gay games."

I nodded my pass in understanding as I absorbed the activeness on that video. There was a young man who was sliding his long cock slowly in and out of this shapely blond girl's round ass. She was shrieking and wailing at the top of her lungs as an climax racked her organic structure. I didn't realize anyone could orgasm by being fucked in the cigaret. I remember wondering if guys orgasmed while getting rammed in the ass with a long tough shaft. Don't ask me why that popped in my head. I had never thought much about guys having sex with each other.

"I also enjoy looking at a fair sex's soft ass as a big cock is skillfully used to push her over the border into her own nirvana,"Jason whispered.

I looked over at Jason, and he had slipped off his drawers and was slowly stroking the length of his long narrow prick while watching the action on the TV CRT screen. I was momentarily mesmerized by the land site of his action. I could n't tear my eyes away and felt myself getting hard. That was indeed the endure affair I wanted to happen right then. I couldn't think of anything more embarrassing than to get hard while looking at Jason's cock.

Jason looked at me and said, `` get out your shortstop off and stroke your weeny. I know you want to while watching this porno. Go ahead, I do n't mind. ``

'' No…no, I do n't feel easy doing that in front of you, '' I croaked.

'' I do n't mind really, '' he answered.

Before I could object further, he reached over and nobble my curtly down, then went back to stroking himself. I sat there a arcminute, then thought why not ? I wrapped my clenched fist around my cock and picked a rhythm to match his while I concentrated on the beautiful women. I did n't realize it but my eyes had strayed from the TV back to Jason 's tool, and he caught me staring.

"You like my cock, don't you ?"Jason was smiling at me when he said that and I wanted to evaporate into the sofa.

"What ? No ! I mean…. I mean. I don't really love what I mean."I was stuttering and stammering like an cretin. I didn't know what to say.

"It's okay,"Jason assured me."A lot of people are fascinated with my cock. Both men and women have commented on it my whole biography. I am used to that by now."

I didn't respond. I concentrated on the video. I pretended Jason shaft wasn't standing proud and hard, begging for me to reach out and equal it.

Jason scooted closelipped to me and said,"I know you are just dying to touch my tool. I have seen that look lashings of meter. Go ahead and do it. It's not going to bit you."

I shook my head no and went back to concentrating on the action taking stead in the video. I could feel Jason 's eyes boring a cakehole in the slope of my header. He did n't say anything but did take my hand and wrap it around his penis. I did n't front at him, and I did n't pull my hired man away either. I did n't be intimate what to do. I knew I was n't gay, but Jason 's pecker felt really unspoilt in my deal. I tightened my grip on his stopcock and moved it up and down without ever looking at it. I had to admit it did feel good when I stroked him up and down. I could finger the ripple in his hard sinew and the bulging veins just under the surface of his skin.

It was then that I realized that I did want …very much to touch it…to tone it, and to run my men over it. I remember thinking to myself that twenty minutes ago I had never really thought about any guy 's dick, and now I desperately wanted to touch this one ... it was new and unusual and a vast turn-on and the nervousness was delightful, and I was losing myself in hotness ...

Without being urged, I slid off the couch, never releasing the business firm clench I had on his dick and knelt between his thigh. My eyes were staring at his rigid dick as he gently stroked the back of my mitt. I paused, drunkard on wine and hotness, as I stared at his firmly stopcock once again. I took a thick breather as I knelt in front of him and started stroking. I was so fucking horny because this was all new to me. However, I knew by the vellication of his putz it would n't be long until he would erupt. I wasn't for certain how I would react to that ... .so, I cupped his balls with my free hired hand. My respiration increased at the sight of my mitt sliding up and down over his magnificent cock, knowing I was giving him the pleasure that he had wanted from me, and pushing him relentlessly toward the edge. I noticed that he was tensing up, and I could feel his balls tighten, and I suspected he was closemouthed. I still wasn't sure how I would oppose. However, in just a few seconds later my suspicions were confirmed, as he grunted and shot a rope of jizz straight into my side, some of it hit my neck. I'd had just enough wine, and was horny enough I didn't guardianship what anyone thought. I did what my instincts directed and closed my mouth around the head of his cock. That firstly blast of his hot sperm caused me to orgasm when it hit the back of my throat. He shot R-2 after roofy, and I could n't believe how he just kept cumming and cumming ...

My body started to shake off and tremble uncontrollably. I must have got passed out from the excitation and the wine. When I woke up, it was morning, and I was in my bunk alone. I quickly got dressed and ventured up to the top deck. Jason was there with a steaming hot cup of burnt umber for me. He handed me the coffee and asked,"Did you sleep well ?"

"Yes, but my principal spirit like a marching isthmus is parading through playing the Star-spangled Banner,"I answered.

'' We will be in porthole in about thirty proceedings, and I will claim you a friend of mine who can produce a intermixture that will get rid of a hangover in a flash."

Jason had n't mentioned anything about our gay encounter from the night before, but I still felt the urgent pauperism to put some distance between us. I felt awkward about what had happened. I could n't say that the experience had been entirely unpleasant. The jury was still out on how a good deal I enjoyed that brief moment. However, I was sure that I never wanted it to find again.

"If you don't mind, Jason, I think I will just manoeuvre for home when we hit port,"I said."I have a lot of things I have to take care of before I head back to college on Monday."

"Sure,"he answered with obvious dashing hopes."You still want to cruise again next weekend ?"

"I guess so. I'll let you know later this week,"I said as I headed below to mob my gear.

epilog

Jason and I continued to go yachting about weekends, but he never made any sexual overtures to me again. I was glad he never hit on me again. I had decided that sucking stopcock was nowhere near as pleasurable as licking a fair sex's kitty ; especially my sister, Amy's pussy. I decided to commit more than of my attention toward seducing my wonderfully beautiful and aphrodisiac Mom. The more I got around her, the more she seems amenable to my subtle hint about incest. It may be my imagination but, I think her nipples get hard more often when we are alone together. I am genuinely queasy to test my theories. Maybe we will find out out soon .