However, not every family is like mine. Most alleged ordinary family line are governed by what is known as the"Westermarck effect. '' That just means that they are not sexually attracted to one another, but several studies seem to contradict the standard position of the Westermarck force. citizenry seem to hold sexual penchant toward faces that resemble their parents'or their own. If correct, this would propose that Freud 's musical theme of the King Oedipus complex had more meritoriousness to it.

My unanimous family has always seemed to be devoid of the Westermarck Effect, but heavy on the Oedipus building complex. We have some relatives that just love sex with whoever is available. We also have our share of gay or bisexual person individuals. With that said, let me tell you about my honest-to-god Sister's ex-husband, my ex-brother-in-law, Jason.

Jason's storey

My named is Sir Alexander Robertus Todd. I am a xlv twelvemonth old divorcee, and I love sex. I prefer straight sex, but that's not to say I would outright winnow out a non-heterosexual skirmish. It would depend on a concourse of affair such as how aroused I was at the meter of the contact. Or how much I had to drink 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 school. Yes, you heard me ripe. I was heavily into chronic masturbation until my auntie Bella took me under her tutelage and introduced me to the delight of real grown-up sex ; with someone other than myself. During my other teenage years, I had never gotten around to experimenting with my buddies so that part of my sex education didn't exist. I am and always have been intrigued by the female breast. My female parent told me she had a blaze of a sentence weaning me from her breast. Even today I am easily calmed with a nipple in my mouth.

I 've already told you about my initiative 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 high school. aunt Bella was instrumental in teaching me about the matter's women really liked during sex. After my encounter with Aunt Bell, I moved on to seduce my Sister Amy. That was a delightful period in my sex life. Amy would only let me suck her tits and eat her pussy. And in exchange, she would feed me the most delightful blowjob. She refused to let me fuck her because she insisted on saving that for her future husband.

That brings me to my brother-in-law, Jason. He was the lucky man who finally had the privilege of taking my Sister's virginity. Jason was a highly-paid corporate lawyer with a major law firm on the eastern United States seashore. He had a substantial salary, but once he made collaborator with the law business firm, his annual salary quadrupled. Jason was about ten years older than my sister, Amy. They met sometime during Amy 's last year of college. It was a whirlwind courting and they married shortly after Amy 's graduation. We were all so commove Amy found a racy hubby, none of us ever questioned her about the details of their courtship.

Mom and Dad were skeptical of Jason at showtime because of the age difference but finally welcomed him into the family because Amy loved him very much. I liked him right away because he was top-notch robust and did n't mind sharing that riches with the sleep of us. Jason would buy us expensive talent at Yule and our birthday. Jason owned a big racing yacht he kept moored in the Chesapeake Bay. On the fourth of July, memorial Day weekend and Labor Day weekend he would take the unscathed kinfolk for a sail 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 fourth dimension, and it was one big company for me.

Unfortunately, Amy's wedlock to Jason only lasted a couple of years. One day she called Mom and told her that she was moving back home. Amy was heartbroken and very downcast. Mom tried to get the detail of the breakup, but Amy told her she did n't need to blab out about it. The but thing Amy would say was that the marriage was over and she received a very generous divorce settlement. There was a confidentiality article that stated she was not to reveal the item of the understanding. Amy told Mom that she would never let to work again for the rest of her life story 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 fan. She was informed that she could remain his married woman, but their intimacy was over. She could go along to live in their house, spend their money and delight everything except sex with her married man. Amy chose to offend it off entirely and return home.

One day Amy was so uptight and overwrought I offered to give her a massage to relax her. We used to return each other massages in high schooltime. About thirty minutes into the massage, Amy broke down and began to sob. Before hanker she shared the unharmed news report with me. She told me Jason spent a calendar month in New York with one of the senior married person working on a big incorporated merger. The merger was worth millions of dollar sign to the law firm, and it had to be double-dyed. Jason was promised a full moon partnership if the merger was successful. During the study on that amalgamation, Jason became romantically involved with the law partner working on the projection with him.

Amy started telling me her story by first of all informing me that the older law married person Jason was teamed with was a very demanding person with a firm personality. Jason was a very energetic lawyer and wanted very much to please his senior partner. Jason did n't listen working belatedly hours into the night preparing the perfect legal documents to pretend the merger successful. However, the togetherness, along with Jason 's desire to please, and the recently room service dinner party led to the plain sexual soldering between Jason and that elder married person. That's why Jason thought nothing of excepting the invitation to link his aged partner for a late-night relaxing steam bathtub in the fourth-year married person's opulence suite.

Wrapped in only towels, Jason and that law partner sat in the private hot steam room and casually chatted about the day 's accomplishments while sipping expensive red vino. The private steam room was designed for only two people ; possibly three at most. The secretiveness made it more intimate, and Jason 's head was swimming with fantasies of a intimate encounter with the aged married person. Jason was clearly queasy when his elder partner gulped down the concluding swallow of wine, 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 aged partner stood before him and quietly dropped the towel. Jason told Amy his pump began to beat rapidly. He knew what was about to happen. Jason admitted that he secretly wanted it to happen and felt like he couldn't take his next breath. He had never entertained the thoughts of ever cheating on Amy, but when that senior mate 's hip moved slightly forward, Jason excitedly opened his sassing and accepted the hard cock 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 chills throughout his whole body as the man's farsighted slender hammer moved entirely to the back of his throat.

Jason told Amy that the only other time he had sucked another man's cock was in college. His roomy had been a tall, slight black man named, Reginald Lyndon Baines Johnson. Reginald was a skinny six-foot kid with a hanker carinated uncut cock. Reggie had taught Jason how to sop up cock properly. Relying on what Reggie had taught him, Jason concentrated really voiceless on relaxing the muscles of his pharynx so his law partner's cock header could travel at least one more inch into his pharynx. Reggie taught him the secret was to close the throat brawn on the top dog of the invading dick and then overstretch off slowly thereby milking the cock. It never takes long to trigger a fantastic orgasm milking the cock head in that manner. Jason had come to love the thrill he received with the first attack of cum down his throat. For Jason, that moment was the most habit-forming part of sucking a prick. He had n't experienced that delight since the last time he had been with Reggie. Amy said it made her purge to listen how much Jason loved having that pecker in his backtalk. I felt sorry for her grief.

Jason had told Amy that the very maiden time he sucked Reggie's cock he had been taken by complete surprise. 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 arousal, and no asking license. Reggie just grabbed a helping hand full of Jason 's pilus, pulled his head forward and started fucking his brass.

That bold move startled Jason, and he said he had every intent of asking Reggie to stop, but the rush Jason was receiving as Reginald 's rooster hit the back of his throat ; sending chills all the way down to his Lucille Ball was so gratifying Jason just sat there until he felt hot creamy cum burst into his pharynx. It was so emotionally impactful on Jason 's psyche, it caused him to climax harder than he had at any prison term in his Danton True Young life. Jason told Amy he knew at that very consequence he loved sucking shaft. He worshipped Reggie 's cock every dark until Reginald graduated and moved away to the western United States sea-coast. Jason never approached anyone else with his desire to suck tool because he was shy and afraid it would hurt his career in law if citizenry learned of his fetish. Back then people didn't take homoeroticism as they do now. Law firms were reluctant to take openly gay lawyers. After successfully passing the bar exam, Jason actively sought out a suitable female person to wed ; One that could be his byssus and further his law career. That suited female turned out to be my sister, Amy.

Once that senior law partner started jamming his cock down Jason's throat, all the frisson and sexual gratifications from his college intimacy came back. Jason had finally found someone who understood his needs. Someone who was in a position to feed those needs and at the same time bolster his law career. It was an extra fillip that person could mentor and also help him with his law vocation. There would be no more hiding his real sexual preference. The senior spouse knew he had made the right move when he observed Jason's eagerness to suck his cock.

'' You really bask sucking putz, do n't you, Jason. ``

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

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

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

'' We wo n't give a formal announcement, but the partners will live, and everyone else will figure it out within a short period, '' Mr. Carrington assured.

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

"There is no IF she finds out because I will importune that you and I be undivided. That means you will no longer receive sex with your married woman. I will not part you with anyone from this mo on ; that includes your wife. She will give to be told immediately. That part is up to you, '' Mr. Carrington explained. `` We do n't want a outrage disrupting our law house. ``

"What do I enjoin my wife 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 have a lot of late-night meetings, and some weekends we will go off together and do our affair. If she agrees to the terms I set and will proceed to act as your wife, she will be richly rewarded. ``

"She will be rewarded how ?"

'' She will be given a ship's company credit bill of fare with no limit to be used for shopping spree or for travel to anyplace in the world. And if she needs sexual rest period from a man or woman for that topic, we have several young lawyers, both married and ace, who will be made uncommitted to her at any time of the night or day to require care of her sexual needs. All she has to do is sustain up the appearance of a happy family aliveness. ``

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

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

"Yes, Sir !"Jason answered without hesitation.

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

Amy refused to live a pretend life story and the law firm quietly rushed through her divorcement settlement that would take tutelage of all Amy 's needs for the balance of her life. Amy and Jason remained protagonist, and Amy returned home to be 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 flush brother-in-law. Dad loved to go deep sea fishing with Jason, and I enjoyed going out on the yacht every chance I got. I did n't desire to commit up the free booze and free food. I was still in college and never passed up a opportunity to eat or fuddle for spare. I also like to sun on the deck of his yacht and check out all the sexy bikini-clad women on passing ships.

One day Jason and I were cruising alone because Dad canceled at the last instant. We cruised out beyond the limits of where local law didn't apply. We were at that dot 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 trouble being naked on deck if a pass 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 police captain of this vessel. Therefore, I set the law on this vessel."

I was unquiet about being bare in front of another man but didn't want to come along homophobic, so I did n't ready a motility to slay my bathing suit. I was determined to sit there and let Jason set the parameters. Jason did n't deliver any job being nude in front end of me, so he slipped his cause off and tossed it to the side. I waited a minute and then did the Saame. I was surprised at how liberating it was to lay on the deck with nothing but the sun covering my body.

The wind blowing across my crotch caused my pubic pilus to prompt in sync with the picnic. It created a tickling sensation, and I could feel my cock start to stir. I was lying nude sculpture on the deck succeeding to a naked gay man, and I did not want my turncock to get hard and lead the wrong impression with my ex-brother-in-law. I was not gay and did n't want him to cerebrate I had list in that direction. I believe Jason sensed my predicament and asked, `` Are you cook for another beer, Todd ? ``

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

Jason jumped to his pes and headed toward the galley. I surprised myself by unconsciously checking out his ass. I was glad for the moment of privacy and concentrated really difficult on preventing a full fledged boner. 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 shield my putz from his view just in compositor's case it tried to constrain again. Jason stood adjacent to me and offered me a beer. I looked up to take the beer, and his rooster was inches from my face. My eyes 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 drive to give me more space. I looked away but had to defend 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 live why but I covertly began to meditate his cock more closely. It was about six in long while delicate. He was circumcised, and his imperial read/write head looked like a mature plum on a long narrow shaft. I remember thinking at the metre that such a long silklike cock was wasted on a gay man. I know many charwoman who would swap their husband 's midget cock for a nice long one like Jason was sporting. Then I thought to myself, maybe gay bozo like a cock that is long enough to go bass yet narrow enough not to rip them open. I had to slap myself in the face to get rid of the stupid thoughts running through my head at the time. I had never been remotely attracted to another man, but I suddenly had the itch to cream the tip of Jason's peter. The alcohol was beginning to handicap my perspicacity. I kept one eye on where Jason was looking, and my other eye continued to read his pecker. I had a crazy itch to have his cock in my mouth and see how it felt and tasted. I had never felt like that way before. I remember thinking at the clock time,"No one would ever know 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 mentation. 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 olfactory property filled the cabin. Jason had chosen an expensive red wine to go with our superbly grilled steaks. We ate without speech production. My mind kept going back to how happy Amy had been before she learned Jason was gay. He had always seemed to be the sodding 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 butt. It now made sentiency 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 stub he was plowing at the fourth dimension. I certainly hope not, Although I did live a slight chill when I thought about it.

After dinner, Jason poured us both another glass of wine and then proceeded to scavenge the galley. I moved to a small sofa 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. He topped off my glass without asking. I was flipping through the canal because there was nothing on television system. Jason suggested we watch a few videos from his single collection. I was pleasantly surprised when the TV cover was filled with beautiful women with big tits.

Jason apparently noticed my surprise said,"I bet you expected to see a caboodle of guys butt roll in the hay and taking prominent putz down their throat. Didn't you ?"

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

"I still enjoying viewing tradition porn,"Jason quickly said."I especially enjoy seeing bombastic tits jiggling and bouncing. I once knew this guy in college who had taken hormones and was beginning to grow 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 vernal man who was sliding his long cock slowly in and out of this shapely blond girlfriend's daily 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 long hard stopcock. Don't ask me why that popped in my heading. I had never thought much about guys having sex with each other.

"I also enjoy looking at a women's soft ass as a big cock is skillfully used to advertize her over the edge 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 specialise rooster while watching the natural process on the TV screen. I was momentarily mesmerized by the site of his natural action. I could n't buck my eyes away and felt myself getting hard. That was indeed the hold out 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, `` draw your shorts 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 comfy 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 abduct my short down, then went back to stroking himself. I sat there a minute, then thought why not ? I wrapped my clenched fist around my stopcock and picked a rhythm to mate his while I concentrated on the beautiful women. I did n't recognize it but my eyes had strayed from the TV back to Jason 's cock, 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 know 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 char have commented on it my whole life. I am used to that by now."

I didn't respond. I concentrated on the video recording. I pretended Jason turncock wasn't standing proud and hard, begging for me to turn over out and touch it.

Jason scooted closer to me and said,"I know you are just dying to touch my cock. I have seen that look wads of fourth dimension. 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 plaza in the telecasting. I could feel Jason 's eyes boring a hole in the side of my head. He did n't say anything but did take my script and wrap it around his penis. I did n't take care at him, and I did n't pull my hand away either. I did n't know what to do. I knew I was n't gay, but Jason 's shaft felt really right in my hand. I tightened my grip on his putz and moved it up and down without ever looking at it. I had to admit it did feel salutary when I stroked him up and down. I could palpate the ripple in his tough muscle and the bulging veins just under the surface of his skin.

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

Without being urged, I slid off the couch, never releasing the business firm grip I had on his stopcock and knelt between his thighs. My eyes were staring at his rigid hammer as he gently stroked the back of my hired man. I paused, drunk on wine and horniness, as I stared at his gruelling stopcock once again. I took a late 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 twitching of his cock it would n't be long until he would catch fire. I wasn't sure how I would react to that ... .so, I cupped his chunk with my free people hand. My breathing 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 finger his balls tighten, and I suspected he was conclusion. I still wasn't certain how I would react. However, in just a few seconds later my intuition were confirmed, as he grunted and shot a roach of jizz straight into my face, some of it hit my neck. I'd had just enough vino, and was horny enough I didn't care what anyone thought. I did what my inherent aptitude directed and closed my rima oris around the head of his cock. That outset blast of his hot spermatozoon caused me to orgasm when it hit the back of my throat. He shot R-2 after forget me drug, and I could n't trust how he just kept cumming and cumming ...

My body started to shake and tremble uncontrollably. I must give passed out from the inflammation and the wine-coloured. 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 coffee for me. He handed me the coffee tree and asked,"Did you sleep well ?"

"Yes, but my head feels like a marching band is parading through playing the Star-spangled Banner,"I answered.

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

Jason had n't mentioned anything about our gay meeting from the night before, but I still felt the urgent demand 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 much I enjoyed that brief moment. However, I was for certain that I never wanted it to happen again.

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

"Sure,"he answered with obvious letdown."You still want to cruise again succeeding weekend ?"

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

EPILOGUE

Jason and I continued to go yachting most 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 cock was nowhere near as enjoyable as licking a woman's kitty ; especially my sister, Amy's pussycat. I decided to devote more than of my attending toward seducing my wonderfully beautiful and sexy Mom. The more I got around her, the to a greater extent she seems tractable to my subtle intimations about incest. It may be my imagination but, I think her nipples get hard more often when we are alone together. I am genuinely anxious to try my theories. Maybe we will find out soon .