Big Daddy

It was a nice warm Spring day. Which in Texas is a nice hot Spring day. I was in a dress shirt and tie and a pair of lightweight wool trousers. I had on a pair of sunglasses to keep out the bright sun as I looked up on occasion to keep a look out.

Crouched before me was Officer Randy Slocum, in full uniform. He was on his way to his second shift and had met me in a parking lot in the industrial park on the edge of town. 

"Fuck, that's nice, Randy," I hissed as the beefy cop went down on me. We weren't in a rush, and Slocum was taking his time. Soft, gentle licks at first, a few exploratory inches of sucking, then out right deep throat blow job.

Dan may have boasted he was a better cocksucker than Randy Slocum, but I gave the win to the cop. 

It was crazy how my libido had spiked lately. The beach trip had made me only want more. 

Cheryl's body was getting bigger now, and I realized I fricking loved preg sex. Loved seeing her belly and knowing I was the responsible man for it. She went through a nympho phase of three weeks and between me and Big Daddy, my wife's pussy was getting stuffed constantly. 

It was like a second honeymoon, until another wave of hormones kicked in and Cheryl wasn't up for it. At all. I could sense Mark Bryant's frustration, and I noticed how he'd call the receptionist into his office each day for a closed-door meeting. 

Me, I had Dan to take the brunt of my spiking libido. We made gym at lunch a regular thing, and my brother in law and I learned the joys of a quickie fuck in the gym shower stalls. I was always in a fantastic mood when I got back to the office, and it gave me a kick seeing Dan get into a real friendly, gregarious mood after he got a nut pounded out of him. I'm pretty sure Big Daddy knew what was up, but no one else was any the wiser.

I fucked Courtney again, too, though we were careful and didn't have a lot of opportunity. All for the best. Those tits and trimmed pussy were amazing, but kind of more the special occasion dessert than a day-to-day meal, you know?

But now Dan was traveling all week doing sales calls, and I was going up the wall with pent up need.

That's why Officer Slocum was going to town and was going to get fed a three day load.

"Goddamn, man, keep sucking... you're getting me there.... oh fuck!" I cried. By now I'd forgotten about keeping a look out, but we were good.

Randy excitedly swallowed my jizz. Like it was a special offering from the gods. Cheryl was a nympho (usually), Dan Bryant needed cock, Courtney was a slut, but Randy... Randy just seemed so grateful, and my absence in his life the last few months had made him even more so. I ruffled his buzz cut as he slurped the last of my seed. 

"You were pretty worked up, Mr. Nick," he said when he finally pulled off. By now, Slocum knew my last name but his initial name for me had stuck.

"You don't even know the half of it, Randy," I said, stepping back from the cop and tucking back my spent prick into my trousers as I watched that rack of uniformed Texas beef stand up, a proud look on his face and a hard on in those pants. 

He put his cap back on and looked at me with those baby blue eyes. "Happy to be of service, Mr. Nick. You know were to find me if you ever need it."

"Yeah, fuck," I hissed, zipping up. "Thanks Randy, you're the best."

And like that I walked back to my car.  

****

I thought that would take the edge off but the next day at work I was feeling the major horns again. I watched through my office door as that 23-year-old receptionist walked over to Mark Bryant's office and shut the door. 

I thought of hitting Slocum up for some head again, but his shift surely would have started already. Maybe Cheryl would be in the mood later, for a change, but I wasn't holding out hope.

As if by telepathy, I got a text. It was Courtney Bryant. "Hi Nick, any chance you could come by some time?" she asked. 

"Sure, Court," I typed. "After work?"

Courtney had decided to be a stay at home mom. With those tits, if I were Dan I would have been spending my lunch hours at home fucking her instead of bending over for me in the showers, but that was his business. 

I didn't know for sure that Courtney was angling for another fuck, but Dan was out of town and I was getting some bored housewife vibe off her. I was rock hard under my desk all afternoon and by 4 o'clock I couldn't take any more. I told the secretary I was taking off early but Mark could reach me on my cell phone if he needed anything. The boss's office door was closed and I wouldn't be surprised if the man was getting his balls drained a second time that day.

I rushed over to Dan and Courtney's place. Not the size of Big Daddy's mansion, but certainly more house than they really needed. It was all tricked out with the trendy finishes and cathedral ceiling in the entry way where Courtney ushered me in. 

"Thanks for coming over, Nick," he said. Sorority polite but less chipper than her normal demeanor. "We need to talk."

Shit. She was having second thoughts. "Come on, Court, it's just a fun fling between us. Doesn't mean we can't..." Maybe not my smoothest move, but I was feeling blue balled and really wanted to get in her pants.

"Nick!" she interrupted. "I'm pregnant. Went to the doctor's today to confirm it."

"Yeah?" I said. "That's awesome Courtney. Congratulations." Then it sunk in. No one could accuse me of being the brightest guy at that moment. "Oh, it's mine isn't it?"

She looked like she was going to cry. "I'm 95% sure, Nick. Dan and I... we didn't do anything on that trip that would have gotten me pregnant."

It wasn't a healthy reaction, but my immediate emotion was pride my swimmers had gotten the job done. "Well, I have your back Courtney," I said. "Whatever you decide to do." I hoped she wasn't gonna fuck up my marriage by going public with the news, but I was prepared for that if it came to it. Though after Little Mike I had a feeling she wouldn't go there.

"Thanks, Nick," she smiled, a little relieved. "I'm keeping it, but Dan can't know who the father is."

"He's not gonna, Court," I said, puffing my chest out a little. "Promise." I felt a little bad for Dan. Two kids and neither of them his. But he was also brought it on himself. "A hug?" I offered.

She smiled and stepped up. We embraced. Fuck, the woman felt good. Soft, womanly, and I smelt her perfume. And of course those big hooters pressed into my chest. Those would only get bigger. 

We kissed. More tenderly. I knew Court was emotionally keyed up. I was too, to be honest, though majorly horny, too. 

"You can tell me to fuck off Court," I whispered. "But how bout we go celebrate the news?"

It felt extra naughty fucking Courtney in Dan's bed. Particularly as we went at it like lovers, slowly and softly in missionary position, until my thrusts picked up pace. She was in full-on heat, and I was reminded of her sexual need that day at the beach. And as I realized I was the one who knocked her up, I came.

We kissed and made out after. Then I told her I needed to get home. I'd bought an extra hour, but Cheryl would expect me back for dinner. 

She nodded. "Nick... we can't make this a regular thing."

"I know, Court," I said, pulling on my briefs and my polo shirt. "But thanks for letting me know. I'm happy for you.... for real."

She gave a playful smile and slipped on a night shirt. 

I gave her a final kiss at the door. "Later Courtney," I said. 

It was a week to the day, when Dan pulled me aside at the office. "I got news for you, Nick, buddy.... turns out we're gonna have another baby."

I feigned ignorance and excitement. Surprisingly, I didn't feel like the heel I was.

***

It was Thursday late afternoon and I was wrapping up at the office. I hadn't gotten my workout in and was hoping to fit in a good one before getting home. But as I powered down my computer, Mark Bryant's tall, beefy body appeared at my doorway.

"Pack your bags, tonight, Brennan," he said. "We're going fishing this weekend. You, me, and Dan."

Yeah, Big Daddy loved being boss. I started to object but he just flashed a grin. "Don't worry, Helen's gonna look after Cheryl.... you can take a break from dutiful husband for a guy's weekend."

He exaggerated, but I had been doing more around the house now that Cheryl was nearly eight months pregnant and feeling more fatigued.

I did check in with my wife when I got home. But she told me to go and have fun. "It's gonna be crazy when the baby comes, hon," she smiled. "Might as well enjoy some down time now."

"Thanks, babe," I said, kissing her with a husbandly peck. 

She got a sweet smile like something was on her mind. And when she spoke, I realized she'd been thinking of this for a while. "Nick... I've been thinking. After the baby, I was thinking it would be better for our daughter to have me around... what do you think of me being a stay at home mom?"

Goddamn, Mark was right. I had never expected Cheryl to give up her career ambitions, but with my new role at the Bryant business I knew we had the money to swing it, and then some. "If that's what you think is right, babe," I said in a sincerely supportive voice.

I think my agreement surprised her. "You sure, hon? I know you worry about finances and well..."

I interrupted her. "Absolutely I'm sure," I said, snuggling up to her soft body and patting her round belly. "You're gonna make the best mom, babe."

***

Emotionally Cheryl and I felt closer than we ever had, but I had to admit I was feeling blue balled on the way up to the lake. I knew I'd be getting my rocks off that weekend, I just didn't know how it would play out.

Big Daddy must have been in the same frame of mind, cause we'd barely put down out bags in our rooms and gone out to the deck with a cold beer when Mark reached down to unzip his shorts. 

"Son, I need one of your blowjobs, bad... been a long fucking week."

Dan blushed but just nodded and set down his beer. "Yes, Daddy."

And like that, my brother in law crossed over and knelt on the wood deck, between Mark's thick thighs and started licking and worshipping his father's cock. 

"Not too fast, boy... we got all afternoon, might as well enjoy it, right?"

Fuck, this was hot. I couldn't decide what was hotter, seeing Cheryl suck that giant patriarch dong or watching Dan give his father a blowjob. I went ahead and removed my shorts, which got a grin from Mr. Bryant.

"That's it, Brennan, let that dick out. Let my boy take care of you, too."

Mark watched as Dan worked his cock with a few more long mouth strokes then nudged his head off. "Go take care of your brother, son," he said in a low growl of a whisper.

My dick twitched at those words and the sight of Dan's hunky ex-football bod scooting over to service me. His mouth felt incredible descending on my boner and I did my best not to shoot right away. But Dan did his best to take his father's words to heart. He wasn't rushing this and would ease up when he sensed I was getting too close.

"That's nice, kid," I growled then realized it was the first time I'd called Dan that in front of his dad. 

I looked up at Big Daddy, who had a big smirk. "So Brennan," he said, his legs spread and his big hardon sticking up proudly. "Why aren't you fucking any of the secretaries? Katie especially... she's a fucking sex kitten..."

It felt weird having this conversation, like Dan wasn't even there. But also hot. 

"Cheryl and I have an arrangement. I can do all the men I want, but I won't fuck other women." I blushed as I said this, knowing I'd not only banged Courtney but was responsible for another of her pregnancies. 

Mark just gave me that smirk, like he suspected I wasn't on the level. 

"You're hogging him, Brennan. My turn for that mouth..."

I laughed at the comment and nudged Dan off. I couldn't resist leaning down to kiss him, to give him the affection he craved. He moaned into my mouth as my tongue invaded in a quick but dominant gesture. I patted his side. "Go take care of your dad, kid."

Dan's smile melted my heart and he nodded, re-energized to do his best on Mark's huge dong. 

It was hot watching. The man's girth would challenge any one, and it was challenging even Dan. But Mark looked down in a lewd gaze and then back up at me. "I will give you this, Brennan. Men are better cocksuckers. Even Cheryl can't handle me like her brother."

I had wondered if Dan knew about Big Daddy's romance with Cheryl, but I guess I wasn't surprised. 

"No, she can't," I admitted. "Her blowjobs get me off just the same, though."

It was a crude thing to say. Talking about my wife's sexual abilities to her father and brother. But it made Mark chuckle, though he didn't say anything. He was getting close, visibly close and he finally gripped Dan's shoulders and pushed him off. 

"Nick's turn," he instructed.

We went two more rounds of that. The conversation naturally flowing between me and Mark, crudely sexual, as Mark serviced one then the other. 

I finally felt my balls really pull up. Mark could read it in my face. "Go for it, Brennan," he urged.

I nodded and looked down on Dan. Hot, dumb, sweet Dan. My brother in law, my friend, and yes, I'll admit, my lover. "It's coming, kid," I warned. Dan grunted around my dick and really started working me. Big Daddy was right: no woman could suck cock like this. 

I blasted, hard. Three days pent up sperm right into my brother in law's craw. He coughed just a second then swallowed, gratefully. His face blushed from the excitement and he was visibly thrilled when he finally pulled off and slurped at the dribbles.

"God, Nick, you were really worked up," he hissed.

"Fuck yeah, I was," I sighed, feeling that relaxation slip over my body. "You're the best Dan." I ruffled his hair playfully in thanks.

He gave one more swipe and then made his way over to his father. I thought of watching Big Daddy nut, but I'd just had my release and was no longer in that sexual mood. I walked back in the kitchen and got myself a beer. I pulled one out for Mark, too, and then a third. I figured Dan's barely sipped beer would be warm by now. 

In that time Mark had gotten his overdue release. He had a very content look on his face as he sat back in the chair, that thick but softening dong between his legs. Dan was back in his seat, a happy but horny look on his face. It all made my dick spring back some. I wasn't in the mood for a second round, but I knew what I needed to do. 

"Why don't you get some lube, kid," I said to Dan. "I'll take care of ya."

Dan beamed as he got up and went inside to fetch some. I turned to Mark. "Gonna take care of your son," I said.

Mark nodded. "Mind if I watch?" he asked. It was an uncharacteristic question on his part, but maybe he thought we had an emotional bond best suited for privacy. 

"Yeah, feel free."

Dan walked out and my dick stood fully up. The guy was just so fuckable. Big, meaty, and yet still youthfully and cute-handsome. He'd always look young for his age, I decided. 

I spread my legs and patted my thighs. "Come here, big guy," I growled. "And get comfortable."

Dan chuckled and peeled off his shirt and dropped his shorts and underwear. The gym workouts had really paid off, and I took some pride I was partly responsible for the results. 

My brother in law straddled my lap and I pulled his head down into a kiss. He was a bigger man that me, but he was still my cunt. I knew his eagerness, too, from the excited way he moaned into my mouth as we kissed, right in front of Big Daddy. 

We finally broke that kiss and I took the lube and squirted some on his dick. Then I took more and reached back between his meaty buns.

"Yes, Nick!" Dan grunted as my finger penetrated his hole.

"You're man's got ya, buddy... just let your Nick in."

"Fuck, yes," the ex-jock hissed as he reached back to pull his buns open. 

I fingered him more steadily, adding a second finger. 

"Jesus..." Dan hissed.

"Not too much buddy..." I said. Half a question, half a challenge.

Dan shook his. "No, Nick."

I added a third as we made out, then pulled by fingers out. "Sit on it, kid. Sit on my dick."

Dan got a concerted look on his face as he reached back and guided my now rock hard erection to his lubed pucker. He pushed down on it and I felt it pop in. "God," he grunted. "I need it, Nick. I need it bad."

I ran my hands up and down his meaty thighs. "I know, buddy. Your Nick knows."

He looked down on me with a crazed, intense look that was as emotional as it was sexual. He sank further toward my lap.

"That's it, kid. Ride your man. Get what you need."

I took the lube and slicked up Dan's boner. He hissed and swiveled his hips more excitedly, bouncing up and down in my lap. 

This wouldn't take long. My brother in law was too keyed up. As he rode my cock and as I stroked his, he quickly got in the zone. "I'm gonna cum, Nick!" he warned in an exasperated, horny tone. 

"I got ya buddy. Let it out. Come on your man's cock."

That did it. Dan fired all over me. My chest, my abs, and even my neck and chin. I was fucking it out of him. Or rather he was pounding himself out a good load with my dick. Dan rode his orgasm, and it was then that I realized just how heavy his muscular ex-jock body was. Then he slowed and relaxed and met me for a soft kiss.

We'd forgotten about Mark, caught up in our own bond and the mating. But Big Daddy sat there, watching us, sipping his beer, his massive dick a half erection. "Nothing like guys' weekend, huh?" he smirked. 

"No sir, Daddy," Dan replied as he finally got off of my lap. He reached down and touched my hardon. "Um, Nick... you need me to get you off again?"

I shook my head. "Later kid," I grinned and gave his ass a swat as he got up. 

It took me a minute for my erection to go down, but it somehow felt natural for us to resume a normal conversation sitting out there naked. At least it was the new normal. Bryant family normal.

"So Dan," Big Daddy bellowed in his Southern drawl. "One reason I wanted to bring you guys up here was to share some business news. Son, you're officially the senior sales associate of R.C. Pool Supply."

I looked back and forth between Dan and Mark. I had a good sense that this was a bullshit promotion, and I could tell that Dan was wondering the same thing. Dan, after all, was our only sales guy.

"Um, what does that mean, Dad?"

Mark leaned back, manspreading some and taking a swig of beer as he looked in a paternal gaze at his only son. "A pay bump. Nick's office. And more vacation time. You'll be able to work on your golf game," he winked.

Dan smiled. Sweet, dumb Dan was into the idea. "Sounds awesome, sir," he enthused. Then, a quizzical look swept his face. "Wait... if I'm getting Nick's office..."

Mark interrupted him. "That's the other news. Nick here's going to be stepping into the CFO role. Keith's no longer going to be working for us."

"Wow," Dan said. Then turning to me, he smiled. "That's amazing news, Nick. We're lucky to have you." That sincere happiness for me was the only time I ever felt like a low-life with these guys. Cheryl and Mark could play games, Courtney was a slut, but Dan worshipped the ground I walked on.

"Thanks, Dan," I said. Then turning to Mark. "And thank you, Mark. Though I guess I wouldn't be a shrewd businessman if we didn't have a conversation about compensation first."

Mr. Bryant grinned. "Of course not. We got all weekend, Brennan. You come up with your terms and I can tell you if they're in the ball park. How's that?"

"Yeah, that works," I said.