Big Daddy

I treaded water in the pool and watched my sister in law ease into the water. 

The fucked up thing about Texas weather is that vacations were never at times I thought of as normal vacation. Up north, I'd spent my summers at the Shore. But the Bryants tended to work during the summer and shut down the office in April for a big family vacation. Mr. and Mrs. Bryant rented a big sprawling house in South Padre Island. I'd say Cheryl and I were invited, but it was actually assumed we'd be going. 

The only downside was that Cheryl and the Bryant women were in fucking planning mode for a month leading up to it. It was like that with them. Needing everything to be perfect. Courtney's baby shower, Cheryl's and my wedding. And now two weeks vacation: activities, meals, what to wear, a photographer for the annual family photo. Jesus. I mean, I guess I was glad they were taking care of some things, but I missed my family's low key approach to vacation. Load up the car, grill out burgers every night, be lazy. 

That's why I was enjoying this quiet time. It was late afternoon. Mrs. Bryant was watching after Little Mike, giving the parents another needed break. Cheryl and her dad had stayed at the beach longer, Cheryl pretending to be engrossed in a book, but I knew they were now off fucking somewhere. Dan volunteered to make dinner - steaks and salad. 

That left me to flirt with his wife. 

"You're looking great, Courtney," I said as I eyed up her form. Probably not an appropriate thing to say but it was a sincere compliment. And everyone in Texas seemed to say inappropriately sexual things under the guise that it was "harmless flirting." That practice was rubbing off on me. 

After all, Dan's wife was smoking hot. She'd been a cheerleader at the college where Dan played football. Yeah, total cliche. Courtney was sweet, shorter than Cheryl and even more feminine. Total southern sorority girl with auburn brown hair and soulful brown eyes and a homecoming queen smile plastered on all that time. No matter where she was she seemed to stand in a way that pushed her tits out.

Courtney Bryant had a hell of a pair of tits on her. Motherhood had made those hooters swell up, and the one piece she had on looked like it would bust any second. 

"Thanks, Nick," she smiled. "I'm still trying to lose the baby weight, but that's sweet of you to say."

I treaded closer to her. "I'm not bullshiting, Court... I'm surprised you're not in a two-piece." She blushed, but I was on the verge of going to far. "I bet Dan really appreciates what you got going on." Bringing it back to her husband. 

"Maybe," she said, flirting back with her eyes. 

It wasn't the Jersey Shore, but the Gulf was growing on me. The pool, the tricked-out rental house, another step in being part of the Bryant family. 

I was about up the wall in horniness, too. Not having work to distract me, and being around three people I'd had sex with and another I wanted to fuck was driving me insane. 

I'd sucked Big Daddy's cock that first night, right in the front seat of his SUV when we went on an errand to pick up more ice. And Cheryl and I had found some private time. I'd even tasted Mark on her one afternoon while I licked her cunt. 

But it wasn't enough. That's why I was flirting with Courtney more than was right. Harmless, my ass. 

She wasn't biting, not yet, but I could tell she was interested. Probably the same way she was interested in Mark. I wondered if all cheerleaders were loose, then a wicked part of me guessed Mark Bryant would only approve of a certain type of woman for Dan. Courtney was that kind of woman.

A slut. 

I was warming her up. My dick wasn't hard but it was chubbed under the water as she began letting her guard down and as her eye contact grew heavier.

"Nick!" It was Dan, who'd stepped out to the pool area. "Think you could give me a hand, buddy? I think the propane needs changing on the grill."

I gave a wink to Courtney. "Sorry to leave you on your lonesome, miss," I joked. "Your husband needs me."

Courtney just flashed me her sorority smile and cooed, "You know where to find me." A joke, but not.

I swam to the ladder and climbed out, dripping on the concrete and thankful for April Gulf shores sun. 

As I went around the deck, I saw Dan crouched down, fiddling with the feed hose. He was shirtless and wearing medium-length trunks. His body was meaty and the tan showed off his latest gym gains well. He looked up at me, laughing with an apologetic tone. "I've never actually changed one of these before," he admitted.

I laughed and patted his bare back as I squatted next to him. I loved feeling the warmth of him next next to me and that chlorine, suntan lotion smell. "Leave it to the grill master," I boasted. I undid the hose. "Hold the tank," I instructed and in short order we pulled that one off and put the replacement in its place. 

I'd screwed on the hose, the last part, when I saw Dan's eyes looking at me. That look again. 

"I need it, Nick," he said softly. "You told me to tell you." God he acted like a kid sometimes.

I rubbed his strong lats in a soothing back and forth motion. "I got ya, man. Go up to my room, and I'll meet you there in a couple."

He nodded, excited and embarrassed. "Thanks, man. I tried to hold off, but... I just need it."

"Go on," I encouraged in a whisper. 

I was rock hard in my trunks now as I took one more look of that Texas beef walking inside. I peeped around and saw Courtney lying on a float in the pool, almost napping, those tits poking up obscenely. If I didn't get to those breasts, I thought, no way Big Daddy wouldn't get his hands on those. Fuck.

I then went to the other side to make sure Mark's SUV wasn't there. Coast clear. 

Then I went indoors, into the air conditioning. I could hear Mrs. Bryant playing with Little Mike in the next room. I tiptoed in, but even if she heard me everything seemed normal. I was just coming in for a bit. Maybe to take a nap. 

I opened the room door enough to slip in and shut it behind me. Already Mark was on the bed, naked and rock hard. His tanned muscle looked magnificent displayed for me, his beefy arm up behind his head, the dirty blond arm pit hair a contrast to the white spot where his pit hadn't seen much sun. 

I unlaced my trunks, feeling hard as a rock. "You did right, bro," I assured him. "Coming to me like that."

This was the first time we'd actually done anything since that fateful Thursday after the gym. Dan seemed relieved by my words. "I wasn't sure Nick.... I just get so horny." Already he was spreading his legs in invitation.

I walked around the bed and found the lube. I didn't normally have to use it but Cheryl had been letting me do her ass more lately. I unplopped the cap and squirted a good deal on my hardon. 

Dan watched, pure excitement on his face. "You got an amazing body, Nick," he said softly as I got onto the bed with him. "An amazing dick, too."

I smiled, but that was my only acknowledgment of his compliment. I lifted his legs, parting them as I raised them. 

"Not gonna be much foreplay today, kid." Dan was three years older than me, so I didn't know why I called him kid. Just felt right. 

He nodded. "It's OK..." then, "I'm your cunt."

"Fuck, Dan," I grunted, in a tone that told him those words turned me on. With a bit of "where's your fucking self respect" thrown in there. I pushed my dick against his hot pucker. He'd greased up with something already. Crisco. Vaseline. Something. It was gonna be a slick fuck. I pressed in.

Maybe Dan was just worked up. Jonesing for a fix like a true junkie. But his hole opened up a hell of a lot easier this time. It took me ten seconds to work him open and bottom out.

I leaned down and kissed him. A sexual kiss, but loving too. I liked the dumb lug, a lot. "Your Nick's got you, bro," I announced. Then I started fucking the shit out of him. 

He let out an involuntary cry, so I clamped a hand on his slut mouth. But his eyes went wide and told me the whole story. Dan Byrant, Golden Boy, big rack of Texas football beef, fucking loved this. 

I wasn't even trying to go all alpha on his ass. I just knew we didn't have a lot of time to play with, and I knew I needed to get my nut without too much buildup. 

But seeing and feeling his sexual thrill, I really went for it. Tearing into his hole. Rapid jackrabbit thrusts that hammered his prostate. 

Dan Bryant fucking came, hands free, spurting his hot, built up seed between our built, warm bodies. 

I was five seconds behind him. The idea I'd made him cum tripped my wires. That and his clenching guts practically milking my boner. I was beyond comparing load sizes, but Dan was getting one of my better ones. 

I smiled, feeling the post-sex endorphins kick in, and removed my hand from his mouth. 

"Whoa," Dan hissed, keeping quiet. 

"Yeah, that was hot," I admitted. I caressed the guy's cheek, like a lover, then slowly pulled out of him. 

I smiled as I watched that cum ooze right out Dan's fucked-open hole, as the poor guy tried to clench it shut. 

He laughed, now, I guess feeling he had no other response than to laugh at how slutty he looked. 

"You need me to clean you off, Nick?" he asked. 

I thought for a minute he was offering to get me a rag or something. But it sunk in. "Yeah," I replied and was gratified to see my bro-in-law get on his knees and start licking my spent cock clean. While I massaged his hair lovingly. 

I finally had to pull him off. "Enough buddy. We gotta get back down."

"Yeah," he acknowledged. He went to find his trunks and pull them on. "Um... thanks, Nick. You're the best, bro."

I stepped up to him and grabbed some of that meaty delt muscle, squeezing it affectionately. "You're keeping it in the family, bro. Right?"

He nodded, like an admonished child. "Oh yeah, promise, Nick. I swear."

"Good man," I said with a final pat on his shoulder. "Now go get a start on dinner," I said with a wink. "I'm fucking starving."

***

Dan was in a fantastic mood the rest of that trip. Maybe I was, too. We kept up our morning runs and bodyweight workouts to stay in shape. We tossed football and played volleyball on the beach. I taught him how to man a fucking grill and how not to overcook a hamburger. 

And yeah, we had another session, making out deep before I had him get down and service my cock. I'd been working a lot at R.C. Pool Supply... Mark wasn't lying about getting his money's worth from me. This vacation gave me a chance to unload, in every way. 

"Damn, that's incredible, brother," I said, running my fingers through the back of Dan's head as he nursed the dribbles of my cock. We were in the front seat of Dan's SUV, parked in a deserted lot. It was so much like my first night sucking Big Daddy. My dick wasn't going down now. Fuck, I needed to get laid more. 

The Golden Boy finally pulled off. Even at 30, he was youthful and real good looking. The exercise regiment had taken off some of that excess padding, and no two ways about it, Dan Bryant was fuckable as hell. 

And proud. "You liked that, Nick?" he asked eagerly. 

I gave a soft growl. "You know damn well I did. Came like a motherfucker..."

"I'm glad," he said. I could tell he had a hardon in his shorts. Maybe he'd get off later. "So, Nick," he asked. "Can I ask you for some advice?"

I pulled up my shorts and nodded. "Yeah, buddy, what is it?"

He seemed embarrassed to say what was on his mind. "Maybe you know this, I don't know... but Daddy kind of handles all my finances. You know, mine and Courtney's."

"I didn't know that, bud," I said. It wasn't a surprise though.

Dan blushed. I could tell this was hard for him. "Well, I wanna take more responsibility for things, but I'm wondering if, like, you could help me out, Nick.... I know you're real good at business and numbers and stuff."

"I'd be glad to, Dan," I assured him.

He seemed relieved. "God, I feel so dumb."

Dan was dumb. But he was there for me, and I was gonna be there for him. I patted his leg, feeling that impressive strength in his quads. "Seriously, brother, I'm happy to help. We'll get you on a good plan."

That smile just about melted any bit of hardness in me. "I love you brother... you're the best," he said softly.

"Love you, too, man," I replied. And like that we were kissing, softly, romantically. We had our alone time and an empty parking lot and I guess we were gonna make the best of it.

Dan's paw gripped my crotch again, feeling the hardness that was roaring back. "I love your dick, brother," he grinned, looking into my eyes as he felt me up. 

"You got a good touch, Dan," I smirked. 

He nodded, running his fingers up and down my ridge. Then pulling down the shorts again. "If you want... we can get in the backseat, Nick and I'll... I'll be your cunt."

"Fuck yeah," I hissed. 

My brother-in-law had taken the edge off with the blowjob, so I was feeling less urgent and more playful as got into the back, pulling down the seat for more room. Maybe we were taking a little chance doing it, but the place seemed pretty deserted at that hour, and it felt naughty having car sex like a couple of horny teenagers.

We stripped down and exposed our well built bodies - mine trim, Dan's beefy. 

That big beefy body was getting into a face down position and hiking his ass back at me. 

"Damn, kid," I growled, leaning in to munch on his hole. I didn't go crazy with the foreplay, but I wasn't in a rush for this round, so enjoyed tonguing that tight pucker of his. 

Finally, I was getting pretty turned on. "So... Dan, buddy... I didn't bring any lube... did you?"

The guy looked back and shook his head. "Nah, Nick. But you can fuck me without it. I... um, kind of want to try it that way."

I was pretty recharged for round two but those words made my boner throb. I leaned over on top of that meaty ex-jock body and nestled my rigid prick between his buns. There was some slickness left from my spit, but mostly that had dried. I reached down and lined up my dick to his hole and I pushed past the ring. 

"AW FUCK!" Dan grunted. Not outright pain, but some discomfort for sure. I paused instantly and patted his cheek. 

"You OK, kid?" I asked, concerned but rock hard three inches inside him. 

He nodded. "Oh yeah, Nick. I'm rock hard right now."

I pressed on. That hole was crazy tight. Almost too tight. Almost. As I pressed on, I savored just how different this was from pussy and I knew I'd want to do this again.

I started fucking. Not exactly rough, but hard. And the sound of Dan's excitement was palpable and just egged me on. He haadn't gotten off yet, and as I pounded him, he raised his hips up and reached down to tug at his cock. Even the dry friction on his cut piece was going to get him off. 

"Fuck me, Nick!" he urged. "Fuck my hole, man..." Dan growled and like that, the big guy was cumming on my cock and spraying his sperm on the back of the car.

I was pretty worked up now, and the feel of his clenching guts milked me off for a second time. I orgasmed inside him and then collapsed momentarily on his warm back. 

Maybe I expected shy Dan to return after we mated like that, but as we uncoupled and got our shorts back on, he looked over at me with a grin. "I'm glad you're my brother, Nick," he said with shocking sincerity.

"You, too, man," I grinned back and patted his bare shoulder. Then as I pulled on my T-shirt, I added, "We should get back."

"Yeah," he grinned. "Thanks for that fuck man. I guess I've been horny all week."

"I got ya, kid," I winked and we got out and got back into the front seat.

***

Dan wasn't the only one horny all week. 

I wouldn't say that rough fuck with Dan drained me, cause I had a wicked case of morning wood the next morning. But the satisfaction lasted a good solid day, which was a good thing. Cheryl woke up with a case of morning sickness, so there would be no sex in the cards that day. I looked after her and let her rest. 

Big Daddy was in his full grandpa mode, looking after Little Mark at the beach, while Dan and Courtney talked with Helen about the town news and preschool plans for Little Mark.

I swam and read and dozed on the beach. Then figured I'd go back and check on Cheryl. 

"Anyone need anything?" I asked. 

Big mistake. Turns out everyone had some food and drink request from the beach house. 

"I'll help you, Nick," Courtney giggled as he she got up, those perky post-pregnancy tits bouncing. She'd gone with the two-piece that day and fuck.... I was tempted to slather them with sunscreen myself.

"Thanks, Court," I grinned. Low-key flirty but nothing too much. Not with my brother-in-law right there. 

We made small talk as we walked back to the house.  On the way, we passed Cheryl, who was looking pretty amazing in her bikini. She was five months in and sporting the start of a baby bump.

"Hey guys," she greeted. "Didn't want the day to go by."

I stepped up and gave her a husbandly kiss. "Hey babe... was just coming to check on you. Feeling better?"

"Oh yeah, thanks hon. Heading in already?" she asked. 

 
"Just getting some food and drink for the gang," Courtney replied. "You need anything?"

Cheryl smiled. "No, I'm fine. See you out there," she said. 

As my pregnant wife walked down to the beach and Courtney and I walked up, I couldn't keep my eyes off my smoking hot sister in law. God, I was a grade-A schmuck, but I'd been one since moving to Texas. Why stop now? 

"You went with the two-piece today, Court," I smirked, feeling chubbed in my swim trunks.

She grinned. "You told me I should," she said. 

"Absolutely," I shot back. "A bod like that, you definitely shouldn't be shy."

"You're sweet, Nick," Courtney replied in a coquettish giggle. 

"Hardly," I said. "More like a wolf in the hen house." Making a joke about my lust. Putting it out there with a hint of deniability.

We stepped inside and felt the air conditioning. I paused and had to look at Courtney's big-titted body head on. It was clear what I was thinking. And where my eyes were. I knew Little Mike was eating baby food, so Courtney was probably no longer breast feeding, but damn those jugs were full and made an insane cleavage in the bikini. 

"We're being SO bad," she giggled with a tease in her voice.

Not I was being bad. We were being bad. That was the signal I needed. I stepped up and placed my hands on her trim waist and pulled her to me for a deep kiss. 

I was rock hard as we made out. The kiss wasn't a soft kiss but I tried not to be hard charging like I was with her husband. Courtney may be a slut, but she was a woman, a delicate machine you couldn't manhandle. 

"Up to my room?" I grinned as my fingers caressed her soft skin.

She nodded with a giggle. 

I stripped off and felt strangely proud of my rigid boner. I actually grunted as Courntey pulled off her top and let those massive breasts out. 

"Fuck, Court, those are amazing."

"Yeah?" she feigned surprise. She knew her rack was top 2 percentile hot. A stacked woman like that doesn't get through life without that knowledge. 

"Yeah," I grunted. "Let me feel em, babe." My kisses might have held back, but I manhandled those tits. Cupped them, squeezed them, and leaned down to lick them. "I could play with these all day, Court, but maybe we don't have a lot of time," I hissed urgently.

"I'm being such a BAD girl," she cooed as he sat on the bed and pulled off the bottoms of her swim suit. There was a perfect pussy. Just the right proportion of labia to creamy insides, and a perfectly maintained landing strip of dark brown hair. I got down between her legs and went down on the cunt.

"Oh shit Nick!" she gasped with a suppressed ticklish laugh as I ate her out. "Lick my pussy," she encouraged. 

I did and pretty soon felt those fingernails claw at my skull as I brought her off to a first orgasm. I kept licking to prime the pump then kissed up her body. Our mouths met in an electrical connection. I'd been wanting to fuck Courtney Bryant for so long and now it was happening. My iron-hard spike pressed into the folds of her cunt. 

Our mating was quick. Not rushed, but we were sneaking around our spouses' backs and didn't have a lot of time. I hammered Courntey's hot body, putting as much athleticism in to my fuck thrusts as possible. I didn't know for sure how Dan fucked her, but I wanted to make her know she'd gotten Brennan fucked.

The slut came again as I pounded her pussy, and as she gripped my back muscle I gave it up. Heavy cum spurts in her cunt. It was like I hadn't gotten off in weeks. 

We giggled together as we came back down to earth. Maybe a little embarrassed at how out of control we'd gotten. 

"Damn, Court, that was incredible," I said, taking another cop of her magnificent tit. 

"Nick Brennan..." he cooed as she leaned up with a smile on her face and reached for her discarded swimsuit. "Here I thought you were the sweet, mild mannered man."

I grinned as I stood up, my dick still half hard. "Even us sweet guys have our weaknesses," I flirted.

I looked over at the clock. "Shit... I better get the food to take out."

Courtney laughed. I worried she'd be offended by the wham-bam approach, but she wasn't dumb. We were taking a risk.

All I'll say is that sorority smile and poise was amazing to see as we walked back to the beach with refreshments for everyone. Just like nothing had happened.

"Nick," Dan greeted as we walked up. "Just the man I've been waiting for... feel like some volleyball? A couple of dudes down the way have a game going."

"You bet, Danny Boy," I said as I set down the bag. "Those guys better get ready to have their asses kicked."