Transcest - The Wheeler Family - Tape 2 - Bringing in Daddy
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It’s rigid to sense bad about what I did with Luke. I know I should, but observing his face after we porked was a thing of beauty. He was beaming. Unashamed. Almost pleading for more. If I had it in me, I would have given it to him. Still, I made it clear to him that he couldn’t tell anyone about what happened. Not because I perceived guilty, but because they wouldn’t understand. I know that from individual experience. Luke’s stepdad, my brother-in-law Jonah, and I have a very close relationship. We always have. He’s slightly 2 years elderly than I am, so I hardly reminisce a time when he wasn’t there with me. Granted, when I was very little, the differences between us were stark. But by the time we hit puberty, it perceived like we went thru everything together. We collective a guest room up until high school, so it was unpreventable that we were going to watch each other naked… even watch each other jerk off. The first few times we pretended like we didn’t know what the other was doing. But in short order, we were fooling around in the privacy of our room. finally we had our own beds, but that didn’t stop us from creeping into each other’s guest rooms whenever one of us was too naughty to just fap it and crash. Obviously, a lot’s switched since then. Jonah’s gotten married, Luke came into his life, and I’ve been carrying on with several relationships here and there. Still, whenever we are alone and have the urge, it’s like we’re kids again. When Jonah came by to collect Luke, we had a uncommon moment when it was just the 2 of us. Luke was still asleep upstairs, likely hours from coming down. After Jonah and I ran out of diminutive talk, we found each other looking deep into the other’s eyes. It was magnetic. sans speaking, we both found ourselves drawn to each other, wanting desperately to be closer. It embarked first when Jonah put his hand on my leg. This was how it always started; an virginal enough gesture that no one would think two times about if they came in the room. It was his first budge and a insignificant indication of what he wanted. As I would normally do, I moved a tiny closer to him on the couch. Not so much that it would cause a stir, but just enough to show my interest in return. Neither one of us ever actually said “Let’s fuck,” but this brotherly ritual was one we knew well. I bent in a tiny more and gave him a kiss. His mustache against my beard was a fresh development since the last time we had played, but neither of us seemed to mind. I took off my t-shirt and let him sense up my unshaved chest. He closed his eyes as he ran his hand in my shorts, experiencing the heat of my groin before he touched my cock. I wondered, for a stud like him, married with children, how long had it been since he’d been with a man. Not just me, but any man. His breathy, concentrated demeanor seemed desperate for a taste. It was only the night before when Luke was desperate for the same thing. As Jonah took off his cut-offs and fell to his knees, I did my hottest to keep my ears attuned to any sounds in the house. Luke was upstairs, but it was only a matter of time before he woke up. I knew I could toss on my clothes if I had to… but I wondered… do I have to? Jonah worshiped my cock, deepthroating it down to the balls and inhaling my scent… unaware that some of Luke might have still been on the hairs of my pubes. The thought made me even harder, thinking about my super-hot cousin and his stepdad. I wondered what they would say if they knew about the other? Jonah could be tricky, given that he’s now a dad. But between my legs, fellating me, he was just simply my brother, the brother-in-law I had always known. I must have lost track of the time or simply couldn’t hear the creaky floor boards over Jonah’s hungry savouring of my meat. I looked up from the dark head of hair between my gams and spotted Luke, standing there, watching. We made eye contact. My brows shot up, experiencing caught. I didn’t know what to do. It was like my pervy imagination made this happen. I dreamed to shoot up in shock, but I was weak from Jonah’s expert cock sucking. I stayed silent, inspecting Luke’s face, looking for a sign from him. To my enjoyable surprise, Luke just watched. He seemed enraptured by observing his step-dad on his knees, deepthroating down my dick. He most likely never thought about what his stepdad’s hookup life was like, let alone that it might involve guys… including myself. Luke’s wonderful face didn’t turn away. He seemed fixated. I couldn’t help but remain rock-hard, loving the soft, wet motions of my brother’s lips on my shaft. I didn’t want to upset Jonah, but I had to tell him.
It’s rigid to sense bad about what I did with Luke. I know I should, but observing his face after we porked was a thing of beauty. He was beaming. Unashamed. Almost pleading for more. If I had it in me, I would have given it to him. Still, I made it clear to him that he couldn’t tell anyone about what happened. Not because I perceived guilty, but because they wouldn’t understand. I know that from individual experience. Luke’s stepdad, my brother-in-law Jonah, and I have a very close relationship. We always have. He’s slightly 2 years elderly than I am, so I hardly reminisce a time when he wasn’t there with me. Granted, when I was very little, the differences between us were stark. But by the time we hit puberty, it perceived like we went thru everything together. We collective a guest room up until high school, so it was unpreventable that we were going to watch each other naked… even watch each other jerk off. The first few times we pretended like we didn’t know what the other was doing. But in short order, we were fooling around in the privacy of our room. finally we had our own beds, but that didn’t stop us from creeping into each other’s guest rooms whenever one of us was too naughty to just fap it and crash. Obviously, a lot’s switched since then. Jonah’s gotten married, Luke came into his life, and I’ve been carrying on with several relationships here and there. Still, whenever we are alone and have the urge, it’s like we’re kids again. When Jonah came by to collect Luke, we had a uncommon moment when it was just the 2 of us. Luke was still asleep upstairs, likely hours from coming down. After Jonah and I ran out of diminutive talk, we found each other looking deep into the other’s eyes. It was magnetic. sans speaking, we both found ourselves drawn to each other, wanting desperately to be closer. It embarked first when Jonah put his hand on my leg. This was how it always started; an virginal enough gesture that no one would think two times about if they came in the room. It was his first budge and a insignificant indication of what he wanted. As I would normally do, I moved a tiny closer to him on the couch. Not so much that it would cause a stir, but just enough to show my interest in return. Neither one of us ever actually said “Let’s fuck,” but this brotherly ritual was one we knew well. I bent in a tiny more and gave him a kiss. His mustache against my beard was a fresh development since the last time we had played, but neither of us seemed to mind. I took off my t-shirt and let him sense up my unshaved chest. He closed his eyes as he ran his hand in my shorts, experiencing the heat of my groin before he touched my cock. I wondered, for a stud like him, married with children, how long had it been since he’d been with a man. Not just me, but any man. His breathy, concentrated demeanor seemed desperate for a taste. It was only the night before when Luke was desperate for the same thing. As Jonah took off his cut-offs and fell to his knees, I did my hottest to keep my ears attuned to any sounds in the house. Luke was upstairs, but it was only a matter of time before he woke up. I knew I could toss on my clothes if I had to… but I wondered… do I have to? Jonah worshiped my cock, deepthroating it down to the balls and inhaling my scent… unaware that some of Luke might have still been on the hairs of my pubes. The thought made me even harder, thinking about my super-hot cousin and his stepdad. I wondered what they would say if they knew about the other? Jonah could be tricky, given that he’s now a dad. But between my legs, fellating me, he was just simply my brother, the brother-in-law I had always known. I must have lost track of the time or simply couldn’t hear the creaky floor boards over Jonah’s hungry savouring of my meat. I looked up from the dark head of hair between my gams and spotted Luke, standing there, watching. We made eye contact. My brows shot up, experiencing caught. I didn’t know what to do. It was like my pervy imagination made this happen. I dreamed to shoot up in shock, but I was weak from Jonah’s expert cock sucking. I stayed silent, inspecting Luke’s face, looking for a sign from him. To my enjoyable surprise, Luke just watched. He seemed enraptured by observing his step-dad on his knees, deepthroating down my dick. He most likely never thought about what his stepdad’s hookup life was like, let alone that it might involve guys… including myself. Luke’s wonderful face didn’t turn away. He seemed fixated. I couldn’t help but remain rock-hard, loving the soft, wet motions of my brother’s lips on my shaft. I didn’t want to upset Jonah, but I had to tell him.
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