Damn, I can't believe I fucked my wife's brother up the ass. And perhaps even more importantly, I can't believe how good that shit felt. It was like fucking real pussy!
Ever since that night, Marlon's been looking at me differently. Not really saying anything out of the ordinary, but giving me sideways glances and tiny smiles like a girl does after she's let you take her cherry for the first time. There was definitely a change in his attitude, he hung around me more, dotting on my every word and trying to do little things to please me like get me beers give me back rubs and help fix my car. Demecee wasn't aware of any of this of course, but could tell that there was a change in the air as far as she and I were concerned. I didn't like her flaunting her pussy over my head every chance she got, and so long as her brother was here with a willing mouth and a tight ass to take my loads, I didn't need to take no shit off of her.
It was a couple of days since our last argument where she stormed off over to her mother's house for the night, and we've done nothing but argue since. She stopped cooking for me when I got home from work, the house was a mess, and she wasn't even performing her wifely duties any more. One night I came home to find her getting all dolled up for a night out on the town with her girlfriends. She was dressed in that tight blue outfit she knew I liked, high heels, and was smelling all sweet and clean with the perfume I bought her for Christmas last year.
"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" I asked, still in uniform.
"Out." was all she said.
"Out where, and with who?" I demanded to know.
"None of your business!" she said, putting on her lipstick.
"You'd better not be meeting some nigga, or I swear..."
"And what if I were? What you going to do about it?" she had the audacity to ask me.
I walked over to her and gripped her up by her arm. She tried to wiggle free, but I had a tight grip on her as I leaned in and whispered to her calmly...
"If I find you fucking some other nigga, I'll fucking kill your trifling ass. Do you understand?" I said firmly. I could see the shock on Demecee's face as she took me seriously.
"Well I'm NOT, okay?" she said, pulling away from me. "I'm just hanging out with Cheryl and Linda, we're going to a play. Is that okay?"
"Kewl." was all I said as I started removing my uniform. Demecee looked at me strangely, then finished her make up. 20 minutes later her girlfriends were honking the horn for her. She kissed me goodbye then ran out to join her friends, leaving me and Marlon alone in the house.
"What's for dinner?" I asked Marlon as I came downstairs in my sweat pants and t-shirt.
"Deme didn't cook. But I can make you something if you want?" he offered.
"You know how to cook?" I asked.
"A little." he admitted.
"Sure, cook me something." I amused, sitting back on the couch to watch TV.
5 minutes later Marlon came into the living room with a cold ham and cheese sandwich, a pickle, and a beer. He handed me my plate, then waited to see if I required anything else.
"Can I do anything else for you, Milt?"
"Like what?" I asked, finishing up the sandwich.
"Do you want to...you know..."
"No. What?"
"You know..." he blushed, looking down at my crotch.
"Speak your mind." I insisted.
"Do you...want your dick sucked?" he asked, shamefully.
I thought for a minute, feeling my dick stretch to life down my pant leg.
"I'd rather have some ass." I said instead, bringing a look of concern to Marlon's face.
"Can't I just suck it? Please?" he asked, wanting to please me.
"I want some ass." I repeated. "You don't want to give me any?"
"No, it's not that..." said Marlon, fumbling for the words. "I'll do it if you really want me to. I just...it hurts, getting fucked. But I'll do it."
"Good. Take your ass upstairs to your room, strip, and wait for me to come fuck you."
Marlon did as I ordered. I watched him climb the steps to his room, knowing I would be up in a few to use his ass as a substitute for my wife. I waited downstairs for awhile just to torment him, then purposely made my climb to his room noisy just so he knew I was coming. When I entered Marlon's room, he was naked by the edge of the bed, waiting for me in doggy position. I walked up to him, smacking him hard on his rump. Marlon grunted, but stayed in position. I ran my fingers down his ass crack, surprised to find it already greased. I slipped a finger into his hole, feeling it tighten around my second knuckle.
"You ready for this dick?" I asked, moving my finger in and out.
"Yes." he whispered, bowing his head.
I pulled down my sweat pants, exposing my hardon as I pressed it up to his slick ass. Marlon had a nice butt for a guy. The cheeks were round, firm, and he had a light tuft of hair around the hole which tickled my dick the last time I fucked him. I slapped my dick between the cheeks, rubbing it back and forth just to let Marlon know what was about to come. He groaned when I pressed the head up to his tiny hole and began to push in.
"Open that pussy for me!" I ordered, pressing in harder. I saw Marlon straining to let me in, the muscles in his back and shoulders tensing. I placed my hands on his wide shoulders and pulled him back hard while I shoved my hips forward. My dick shot through his tight gripping anus like a bullet, wedging deep within his bowels. Marlon screamed aloud as my dick pierced through him. I felt his hole snap and spasm around my root as I ground my pubes in his ass cheeks.
"Yeeeaahhh, that's what I'm talking bout..." I moaned.
I let my hands fall down to Marlon's fat ass, and began fucking him straight off. He groaned, grunted, and yipped from every thrust I made into his backside, his fat ass cheeks dancing back and forth along my rock hard shaft, doing their best to get me off.
"Oh shit...shit...UHH...UHH...fuck...damn, that dick is big...!" he panted, trying to accommodate me.
I squeezed and massaged his ass while I fucked it, kneading the round brown mounds with my hands as I watched my dick fuck in and out. It'd been 2 months since I felt the walls of my wife's vagina on my dick, and Marlon's tight black ass was the closest thing he had to one. At least I was keeping it in the family, I amused myself by saying.
After about 10 minutes of doggy style, I pushed Marlon face down on the bed and followed on top of him without removing my dick nor missing a stroke. He spread his legs and arched his back to give me deeper access into his rectum. My pelvic bone slapped into his firm cheeks over and over as I drove myself in deep. Periodically I would lay down completely on his back, feeling his body react to my fucking by squirming and jerking about. I started thrusting into him harder, wanting to hear him moan louder and giving my ego a boost. A couple of sharp jabs caused his voice to heighten, reminding me of how his sister usually yips when I go crazy in her pussy, just before I make her cum. Hearing him moan like that excited me, my dick got rock hard inside him as I picked up the pace. By now I was slamming in and out of him so hard and fast that his little single sized bed was rolling across the floor and bumping into the wall ahead of us. I was laying on his back when he lifted his head. His moans were continuous. Our heads were side by side, I could feel the roughness of his facial stubble against my own. I wrapped my arms around his torso and began pinching his erect nipples.
"You like this?" I asked, fucking into him like a top dawg does a bitch. Marlon grunted a non-understandable response. "You like it when I fuck you like this?" I repeated, my dick jamming in and out of his hot tight fuck hole. "You like having me on top of you? Inside of you?"
"Yes..." whispered Marlon, in a trance like state.
"Who's pussy is this?" I asked, hammering away at his manhole.
"Yours..." he moaned. I felt my dick flex.
"I can't hear you! Who's pussy is this, bitch?" I repeated with attitude.
"It's your pussy, Milt! Yours!" responded Marlon, sincerely.
"And what am I doing to this pussy?" I asked, between strokes.
"You're fucking it! Oh, shit...you're fucking the shit out of it!" he yelled.
"That's right! And then what am I gonna do to it?" I continued, enjoying his torment.
"You're...gonna CUM in it!" he gasped, stating the inevitable.
I grabbed Marlon about the neck with my right hand, yanking his head back until it rested on my left shoulder and jammed my tongue into his ear passionately. Marlon gasped in shock as I nibbled his ear and licked all around the rim. He closed his eyes and groaned continuously as I fucked into his bouncing buttock with quicker thrusts. In a matter of seconds I shoved every inch I had into him, and burst a huge nutt of cum into his quivering ass.
"AARRRRHHHHHH!!" I yelled, filling his asshole with my hot ball juice.
Marlon merely whimpered as my dick went off inside him. His hole sucking and massaging my full length as it sucked out the last of my semen. I lay there on top of him for a few minutes while my orgasm subsided. My dick shrank inside him, when it finally popped out, I got up. Marlon looked ashamed as I looked down at him and pulled up my sweats.
"This remains between you and me." I insisted. "If Deme ever finds out, I'll tell her you came onto me, that you begged me to fuck you."
"I...I wouldn't say anything Milt." assured Marlon, looking innocent and sincere.
"Good, cause as much as your sister loves you, I'm sure she'll kick your sorry ass out on you butt if she ever found out." I added.
"I wouldn't do that to you." he said, getting up from the bed. I couldn't help staring at his ass, knowing I had just busted a nutt deep inside those hot cheeks. His pussy was mine to fuck when and however I wanted. Just the thought of having two pussies at my disposal under the same roof, made my pride go through the ceiling. That's when I noticed the wad of cum on the bed sheets, indicating that I'd made Marlon cum while fucking him. The bitch really DID like it when I fucked him!