However, not every family is like mine. most supposed ordinary family are governed by what is known as the"Westermarck Effect. '' That just means that they are not sexually attracted to one another, but respective studies seem to negate the touchstone view of the Westermarck effect. People seem to have sexual penchant toward faces that resemble their parents'or their own. If rectify, this would suggest that Sigmund Freud 's idea of the Oedipus complex had more merit to it.

My unhurt family has always seemed to be devoid of the Westermarck Effect, but impenetrable on the Oedipus building complex. We have some congenator that just have it away sex with whoever is available. We also have our share of gay or bisexual person soul. With that said, let me tell you about my one-time sister's ex-husband, my ex-brother-in-law, Jason.

Jason's Story

My named is Todd. I am a forty-five long time old divorcee, and I love sex. I prefer straight sex, but that's not to say I would outright reject a non-heterosexual showdown. It would count on a mass of things such as how ruttish I was at the time of the contact. Or how much I had to drink in 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 chance to experience sex with anyone early than myself until high school day. Yes, you heard me veracious. I was heavily into chronic masturbation until my Aunt Bella took me under her tutelage and introduced me to the delight of veridical grown-up sex ; with someone other than myself. During my early teenage days, I had never gotten around to experimenting with my sidekick so that portion of my sex education didn't exist. I am and always have been intrigued by the distaff titty. My female parent told me she had a hell of a time weaning me from her knocker. Even today I am easily calmed with a nipple in my sass.

I 've already told you about my number 1 sexual experience with my Aunt Bella who first introduced me to sex with another person. That happened one night after Thanksgiving. I was still in eminent schooling. aunt Bella was subservient in teaching me about the thing's charwoman really liked during sex. After my encounter with aunty Alexander Bell, I moved on to seduce my Sister Amy. That was a delicious menstruum in my sex sprightliness. Amy would only let me suck in her tits and eat her slit. And in exchange, she would hand me the most delightful blowjob. She refused to let me eff her because she insisted on saving that for her future husband.

That brings me to my brother-in-law, Jason. He was the prosperous man who finally had the privilege of taking my sister's virginity. Jason was a highly-paid embodied lawyer with a major law firm on the East slide. He had a substantial salary, but once he made partner with the law house, his annual remuneration quadrupled. Jason was about ten years older than my babe, Amy. They met sometime during Amy 's last year of college. It was a whirlwind courtship and they married shortly after Amy 's graduation. We were all so excited Amy found a rich married man, none of us ever questioned her about the details of their courtship.

Mom and Dad were sceptical of Jason at first because of the age dispute but finally welcomed him into the class because Amy loved him very much. I liked him right away because he was super rich people and did n't mind sharing that wealth with the residuum of us. Jason would buy us expensive endowment at Christmas and our birthdays. Jason owned a big yacht he kept moored in the Chesapeake Bay. On the quaternary of July, memorial Day weekend and travail Day weekend he would look at the all sept for a cruise on his yacht. I always looked forward to those cruises because the liquor and food flowed freely and I could fuddle and eat all I wanted without having to worry 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 mates of years. One day she called Mom and told her that she was moving back place. Amy was heartbroken and very down in the mouth. Mom tried to get the details of the breakup, but Amy told her she did n't want to speak about it. The only thing Amy would say was that the marriage was over and she received a very generous divorcement closure. There was a confidentiality clause that stated she was not to reveal the details of the agreement. Amy told Mom that she would never consume to work again for the respite of her lifespan if she so chose. Amy and I had always been very close, and after a month of brooding to herself, she finally confided to me that Jason had taken a male lover. She was informed that she could stay on his wife, but their affaire was over. She could continue to live in their house, spend their money and enjoy everything except sex with her husband. Amy chose to break it off entirely and return home.

One day Amy was so uptight and distraught I offered to throw her a massage to relax her. We used to return each early massages in high schooling. About XXX minutes into the massage, Amy broke down and began to sob. Before long she shared the whole story with me. She told me Jason spent a month in New York with one of the senior partners working on a big corporate unification. The merger was worth millions of clam to the law firm, and it had to be unadulterated. Jason was promised a full partnership if the merger was successful. During the body of work on that merger, Jason became romantically involved with the law partner working on the task with him.

Amy started telling me her story by first off informing me that the senior law partner Jason was teamed with was a very demanding person with a strong personality. Jason was a very energetic lawyer and wanted very much to please his elderly partner. Jason did n't heed working recent hours into the night preparing the perfect legal documents to make the unification successful. However, the togetherness, along with Jason 's desire to please, and the belatedly elbow room service dinners led to the apparent sexual bonding between Jason and that elder partner. That's why Jason thought zip of excepting the invitation to join his fourth-year married person for a late-night relaxing steam bath in the senior partner's luxuriousness suite.

Wrapped in only towels, Jason and that law partner sat in the secret hot steam room and casually chatted about the day 's attainment while sipping expensive red wine-colored. The private steam room was designed for only two people ; possibly three at most. The closeness made it more intimate, and Jason 's point was swimming with fantasies of a intimate encounter with the senior partner. Jason was clearly anxious when his senior cooperator gulped down the stopping point deglutition of wine, gazed directly into Jason's heart and smiled. Jason told Amy he thought he knew what was about to occur but was still astonished when the senior partner stood before him and quietly dropped the towel. Jason told Amy his heart began to tucker rapidly. He knew what was about to chance. Jason admitted that he secretly wanted it to happen and experience like he couldn't submit his following breathing time. He had never entertained the thoughts of ever cheating on Amy, but when that elderly cooperator 's hips moved slightly forward, Jason excitedly opened his sass and accepted the grueling hammer that was offered. Jason told Amy, he had fantasized about that very second for the two weeks they had worked together. Jason said he felt iciness throughout his whole body as the man's farsighted slender cock moved entirely to the back of his throat.

Jason told Amy that the only other meter he had sucked another man's dick was in college. His roommate had been a tall, lithesome fateful man named, Reginald President Lyndon Johnson. Reginald was a near six-foot kid with a long keeled uncut shaft. Reggie had taught Jason how to lactate rooster properly. Relying on what Reggie had taught him, Jason concentrated really gruelling on relaxing the muscles of his throat so his law partner's prick pass could travel at least one Sir Thomas More inch into his throat. Reggie taught him the secret was to close down the pharynx muscle on the head teacher of the invading turncock and then pull off slowly thereby milking the cock. It never takes long to spark off a fantastic coming milking the cock school principal in that manner. Jason had come to eff the flush he received with the number one eruption of cum down his throat. For Jason, that bit was the most addictive part of sucking a stopcock. He had n't experienced that delectation since the last time he had been with Reggie. Amy said it made her pallid to get wind how much Jason loved having that cock in his mouth. I felt sorry for her grief.

Jason had told Amy that the very first-class honours degree time he sucked Reggie's tool he had been taken by consummate surprisal. After they had been college roommates for only a few days, Jason had been sitting on his bed watching the news on TV when Reggie walked out of the shower with a hard cock and without warning shoved it into Jason 's mouth. There was no discussion, no foreplay, and no asking permission. Reggie just grabbed a hand broad of Jason 's hair, pulled his head forward and started fucking his case.

That sheer move startled Jason, and he said he had every intention of asking Reggie to break off, but the shudder Jason was receiving as Reginald 's putz hit the back of his pharynx ; sending chills all the way down to his formal was so gratifying Jason just sat there until he felt hot creamy cum burst into his throat. It was so emotionally impactful on Jason 's psyche, it caused him to culminate harder than he had at any prison term in his youthful life. Jason told Amy he knew at that very bit he loved sucking shaft. He worshipped Reggie 's cock every night until Reginald graduated and moved away to the west seashore. Jason never approached anyone else with his desire to suck cock because he was shy and afraid it would hurt his life history in law if people learned of his fetish. Back then people didn't accept homosexuality as they do now. Law business firm were loth to lease openly gay lawyers. After successfully passing the bar exam, Jason actively sought out a worthy female to marry ; One that could be his byssus and further his law vocation. That suitable female turned out to be my sister, Amy.

Once that senior law better half started jamming his cock down Jason's throat, all the thrills and sexual gratifications from his college affair came back. Jason had finally found someone who understood his penury. somebody who was in a position to feed those penury and at the same time bolster his law career. It was an extra bonus that somebody could mentor and also help him with his law career. There would be no more hiding his very sexual preference. The senior partner knew he had made the correct movement when he observed Jason's avidness to sop up 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 dick back of his mouth.

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

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

'' We wo n't make a formal promulgation, but the partners will bonk, and everyone else will figure it out within a forgetful period, '' Mr. Carrington assured.

"What happens if my wife finds out about us ?"

"There is no IF she finds out because I will insist that you and I be single. That means you will no longer feature sex with your married woman. I will not share you with anyone from this moment 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 dirt disrupting our law firm. ``

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

"You tell her that you and I are now lovers and will be spending a lot of time together. We will get a lot of late-night merging, and some weekends we will go off together and do our thing. If she agrees to the terms I set and will carry on to act as your wife, she will be richly rewarded. ``

"She will be rewarded how ?"

'' She will be given a company quotation card with no limitation to be used for shopping sprees or for travel to anyplace in the humanity. And if she needs sexual relief from a man or woman for that subject, we have various young attorney, both married and unity, who will be made available to her at any meter of the night or day to film care of her sexual needs. All she has to do is prevent up the appearing of a happy family life. ``

"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 calling to divorce her ?"

"You would be willing to disjoint your wife for me ?"

"Yes, Sir !"Jason answered without hesitation.

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

Amy refused to live a make believe life and the law house quietly rushed through her divorce settlement that would take care of all Amy 's needs for the rest period of her sprightliness. Amy and Jason remained acquaintance, and Amy returned home to live 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 recondite sea fishing with Jason, and I enjoyed going out on the yacht every chance I got. I did n't need to give up the free booze and liberate intellectual nourishment. I was still in college and never passed up a opportunity to eat or toast for free. I also like to sun on the deck of his racing yacht and correspond out all the sexy bikini-clad womanhood on passing ships.

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

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

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

I was uneasy about being nude in movement of another man but didn't want to appear homophobic, so I did n't stool a move to dispatch my bathing suit. I was determined to sit there and let Jason set the parameters. Jason did n't have any problem being nude in strawman of me, so he slipped his suit off and tossed it to the slope. I waited a hour and then did the like. I was surprised at how liberating it was to lay on the deck with cipher but the sun covering my body.

The wind blowing across my fork caused my pubic hairsbreadth to move in sync with the breeze. It created a titillating champion, and I could find my cock starting signal to call forth. I was lying nude on the deck succeeding to a naked gay man, and I did not want my putz to get hard and bequeath the legal injury mental picture with my ex-brother-in-law. I was not gay and did n't want him to guess I had leanings in that focusing. I believe Jason sensed my plight and asked, `` Are you ready for another beer, Todd ? ``

I still had a couple of swallows in my bottle but said, `` Yes…I 'm almost void. ``

Jason jumped to his feet and headed toward the galley. I surprised myself by unconsciously checking out his ass. I was glad for the minute of privacy and concentrated really hard on preventing a wide-cut fledged botch. Jason returned shortly with two ice cold long neck beers. I was sitting up now and peering out at the ocean. I was leaning a bit forward to screen my cock from his sentiment just in case it tried to constrain again. Jason stood succeeding to me and offered me a beer. I looked up to take in the beer, and his cock was inches from my face. My centre involuntarily locked on to his putz. 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 Thomas More infinite. I looked away but had to fight to prevent my eyes from darting back to his turncock occasionally.

I glanced up at him and noticed he was staring out to sea. I do n't make out why but I covertly began to learn his cock more closely. It was about six inches long while cushy. He was circumcised, and his purple head looked like a ripe plum on a long narrow scape. I remember thinking at the meter that such a recollective flowing cock was wasted on a gay man. I know many women who would trade their hubby 's flyspeck tool for a nice long one like Jason was sporting. Then I thought to myself, maybe gay guys like a cock that is long enough to go cryptical yet narrow enough not to rip them open. I had to slap myself in the face to get rid of the stunned mentation running through my school principal at the time. I had never been remotely attracted to another man, but I suddenly had the urge to lick the tip of Jason's cock. The alcohol was beginning to hamper my sound judgement. I kept one eye on where Jason was looking, and my former eye continued to study his cock. I had a crazy itch to take his turncock in my rima oris and see how it felt and tasted. I had never felt like that way before. I remember thinking at the time,"No one would ever know if I sucked his shaft just this one time."I began to wonder if I was a latent homosexual, but after a moment I dismissed that thought. Jason finally walked away, and I went back to working on my tan and looking for beautiful cleaning woman on passing yachts.

At sundown, Jason called me to eat dinner party. He had grilled two large T-bone steaks on the galley stove, and the pleasant aroma filled the cabin. Jason had chosen an expensive red wine to go with our superbly grilled steaks. We ate without speechmaking. My intellect kept going back to how felicitous 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 unfitness to please her sexually. I do think she once asked me if all men liked to fuck their married woman in the butt. It now made sense to me. He was probably fantasizing about fucking some guy in the but while having sex with her. Suddenly the thought 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 have a slight chill when I thought about it.

After dinner party, Jason poured us both another methamphetamine hydrochloride of wine-colored and then proceeded to strip the galley. I moved to a belittled couch in a sitting surface area off the kitchen and watched the TV while sipping my wine. When Jason finished cleaning, he joined me on that sofa with another feeding bottle of expensive red wine-coloured. He topped off my glass without asking. I was flipping through the channels because there was nothing on television system. Jason suggested we watch a few TV from his exclusive collection. I was pleasantly surprised when the TV blind was filled with beautiful women with big tits.

Jason apparently noticed my surprise said,"I bet you expected to see a bunch of guys butt fuck and taking large cocks down their throats. Didn't you ?"

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

"I still enjoying viewing custom smut,"Jason quickly said."I especially enjoy seeing large boob jiggling and bouncing. I once knew this guy in college who had taken hormone and was beginning to spring up some tits. It was delightful to banquet on his tits as we played our gay games."

I nodded my head in understanding as I absorbed the action on that video. There was a Thomas Young man who was sliding his retentive turncock slowly in and out of this shapely blonde girl's round ass. She was shrieking and wailing at the top of her lungs as an orgasm racked her body. I didn't realize anyone could orgasm by being fucked in the butt. I remember wondering if guys orgasmed while getting rammed in the ass with a tenacious hard cock. Don't ask me why that popped in my head. I had never thought much about hombre having sex with each other.

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

I looked over at Jason, and he had slipped off his short and was slowly stroking the distance of his prospicient narrow-minded cock while watching the action on the TV silver screen. I was momentarily mesmerized by the site of his legal action. I could n't tear my eyes away and felt myself getting hard. That was indeed the last thing 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, `` root for your shorts off and stroke your weeny. I know you want to while watching this porn. Go ahead, I do n't listen. ``

'' No…no, I do n't feel comfortable 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 short down, then went back to stroking himself. I sat there a instant, then thought why not ? I wrapped my fist around my cock and picked a round to jibe his while I concentrated on the beautiful fair sex. I did n't recognize it but my eyes had strayed from the TV back to Jason 's dick, 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 disappear into the sofa.

"What ? No ! I mean…. I mean. I don't really have intercourse 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 hoi polloi are fascinated with my stopcock. Both men and char have commented on it my whole life sentence. I am used to that by now."

I didn't respond. I concentrated on the picture. I pretended Jason tool wasn't standing lofty and surd, begging for me to attain out and touch it.

Jason scooted nigher to me and said,"I know you are just dying to affect my pecker. I have seen that aspect loads of times. Go ahead and do it. It's not going to bit you."

I shook my foreland no and went back to concentrating on the action taking billet in the video. I could feel Jason 's center boring a kettle of fish in the slope of my head. He did n't say anything but did take my hand and wrapping it around his penis. I did n't reckon at him, and I did n't pull my mitt away either. I did n't lie with what to do. I knew I was n't gay, but Jason 's hammer felt really good in my hand. I tightened my grip on his cock and moved it up and down without ever looking at it. I had to hold it did feel good when I stroked him up and down. I could feel the ripple in his punishing brawn and the bulging veins just under the surface of his skin.

It was then that I realized that I did want …very much to refer it…to feel it, and to run my hired hand 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 Brobdingnagian turn-on and the nervousness was delightful, and I was losing myself in horniness ...

Without being urged, I slid off the lounge, never releasing the business firm grip I had on his cock and knelt between his second joint. My eyes were staring at his rigid dick as he gently stroked the back of my hand. I paused, drunk on wine and hotness, as I stared at his hard cock once again. I took a oceanic abyss breath as I knelt in nominal head of him and started stroking. I was so bang horny because this was all new to me. However, I knew by the twitching of his hammer it would n't be long until he would take fire. I wasn't sure enough how I would react to that ... .so, I cupped his glob with my free deal. My breathing increased at the sight of my hand sliding up and down over his magnificent shaft, knowing I was giving him the pleasure that he had wanted from me, and pushing him relentlessly toward the sharpness. I noticed that he was tensing up, and I could experience his Ball tighten, and I suspected he was secretive. I still wasn't sure how I would react. However, in just a few second later my intuition were confirmed, as he grunted and shot a rophy of jizz straight into my face, some of it hit my neck. I'd had just enough wine-colored, and was horny enough I didn't tending what anyone thought. I did what my instincts directed and closed my back talk around the headland of his peter. That first blast of his hot spermatozoon caused me to orgasm when it hit the back of my throat. He shot rope after R-2, and I could n't believe how he just kept cumming and cumming ...

My consistence started to shake and tremble uncontrollably. I must have passed out from the exhilaration and the wine. When I woke up, it was sunup, 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 deep brown for me. He handed me the coffee and asked,"Did you sleep well ?"

"Yes, but my head feels like a march banding is parading through playing the Star-spangled banner,"I answered.

'' We will be in port in about thirty minutes, and I will rent you a friend of mine who can produce a mixture that will get rid of a hangover in a flash."

Jason had n't mentioned anything about our gay face-off from the night before, but I still felt the urgent need 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 panel was still out on how practically I enjoyed that brief minute. However, I was sure that I never wanted it to happen again.

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

"Sure,"he answered with obvious disappointment."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 pack my gear.

EPILOGUE

Jason and I continued to go yachting nearly weekends, but he never made any sexual feeler to me again. I was gladiola he never hit on me again. I had decided that sucking stopcock was nowhere near as enjoyable as licking a woman's kitty ; especially my Sister, Amy's purulent. I decided to devote to a greater extent of my attention toward seducing my wonderfully beautiful and sexy Mom. The more I got around her, the more she seems amenable to my subtle intimations about incest. It may be my imagery but, I think her mamilla get hard more often when we are alone together. I am genuinely unquiet to test my hypothesis. Maybe we will feel out soon .