Brother-in-Law Ch. 02

"Thank god for that."

I rested against Shep, and we held each other while we came down from our high.

Shep shifted and slapped my ass cheek. "Okay. Get up. We need a shower. You're leaking spunk all over me."

"Way to ruin the moment," I said as I smacked his arm. "And don't blame me. It's all your fault."

We both laughed. As I tried to sit up, Shep's semen ran down the back of my balls and the inside of my leg. I swiped my hand up my thigh and then wiped it on his sweaty chest.

"Oh, I'm gonna get you for that," Shep growled.

He tried to tickle me, but I squirmed away and jumped up to my feet. I ran through the apartment laughing as he chased me into the bathroom. I made it to the shower, where I let him 'catch' me and kiss me senseless.

Life doesn't get any better than this.

***

I was sitting at my desk flipping through spreadsheets when my cell phone rang. I picked it up and saw my little brother's face on the screen. "Hello?"

"Hi, Billy. It's me. Am I interrupting anything?"

"Hi, Wilson. I'm at work, but I got a minute. What's up?"

Wilson sighed over the phone. "I just got into a fight with mom."

"What happened?"

"I told her that Tera is moving in with me."

"Really? Wait. That's good. Isn't it?"

"I thought it would make her happy, but she starts in on how we should be married first. I told her that we weren't looking at getting married. At least not yet."

"Well, you did kind of get it backwards. You are supposed to have the baby after you get married."

We both laughed, then Wilson said, "Hey, at least I'm not shacked up with our sister's husband."

"They're officially divorced, you little brat. Thank god. He told his parents about us, by the way. They didn't take it well."

"I'm not surprised. They don't strike me as being the most open and loving people. Hm. Kind of like our parents. Wendy is so pissed and bitter that I'm really surprised she didn't tell Shep's parents before."

"Yeah. I kind of wondered that myself. But she never really got along with Shep's mom."

"She's been over at Mom and Dad's almost every day. She's milking the sympathy for all it's worth and Dad is eating it up. 'His poor baby girl'. It makes me sick. Mom let it slip that they paid Wendy's rent."

I shook my head and sighed. "That's bullshit. Shep gave the first alimony check to the lawyer. That whole thing annoys me. Wendy makes nearly just as much money as Shep does."

"Knowing Wendy, I'm sure she came up with a sob story and Shep just wanted to get it over and done with."

"Exactly."

"I asked Mom how long they were going to be mad at you."

"Yeah? What did she say?"

"She said I wasn't to speak your name, especially around Dad."

I let out a sigh. "I'm not holding my breath for either of them to come around."

"I told her that as long as she and Dad were going to act so hateful that I didn't want them anywhere near my baby. I told her that I didn't want my son or daughter exposed to that kind of hate."

A lump formed in my throat and my eyes got a little misty. "Wow. Thanks, Wilson. That means a lot to me."

"Yeah, well, I think that really hit her hard. I'm having her first grandchild. We'll see. Anyway.... So what are your plans for Christmas?"

"I'm going to make dinner for me and Shep. It's just gonna be the two of us."

"Oh... Do you have room for one more?"

"Of course, Wils. I would love it if you spent Christmas with us."

"Sweet. Can Tera come too?"

"Of course! So you're really not going to go to Mom and Dad's?"

"No. I told you, Billy. I won't let my kid grow up around that. I mean it, and Tera supports me a hundred percent."

"Well, then we'll see both of you on Christmas. I'd better get going. I love you, Wils."

"Yeah, yeah. You better get me something good for Christmas. Bye."

I hung up my phone and smiled to myself. I shut down my PC and packed up to go home for the night.

By the time Shep got home from work, I was already in the kitchen cooking dinner.

"Hey, baby," he said as he leaned in and kissed my cheek.

While he scrubbed his hands in the sink, I told him about my phone call with Wilson.

"Are you okay with that?" I asked. "With Wilson and his girlfriend coming over? I know we talked about it being just the two of us."

"I'm happy to have them over here, Billy. You know that."

He gave me a quick kiss and a slap on the ass.

***

I woke Shep on Christmas morning with a nice sloppy blowjob. I just couldn't resist. I woke up cuddled up against Shep. He was on his back, one arm flung across his eyes, the other around my back. His mouth was open and he was snoring. I lifted my head from his furry chest. I could see the tell-tale bulge of his morning wood even through the comforter. I lifted up the covers and saw him and I just had to have it.

I slid under the blankets and I deep-throated him, taking him all the way from the head to the root over and over. While I sucked him, I fondled his balls and rubbed my fingers through the hair on his belly and chest.

I knew when he woke up by the change in his breathing, but I didn't stop. Shep pushed the blankets down so that he could see me. I glanced up at him and he was staring at me through half-closed eyes, his mouth hanging open.

"Fuck, baby... You look good with my cock down your throat. Oh shit... Yeah... Suck that dick..."

I closed my eyes and continued to work on Shep, getting him closer and closer until he just couldn't hold back.

"Oh, fuck, I'm gonna fucking blow!" Shep grunted as his hands gripped my head tight.

I groaned as my mouth filled with a burst of thick liquid. I swallowed down every drop, then licked him clean. "Mm," I hummed. "Good."

"Merry Christmas to me," Shep said with a chuckle.

I crawled up and straddled his body with my knees on either side of his hips, then bent down and kissed him.

I rubbed my aching dick against his furry belly, needing to come. "Shep, touch me," I whispered against his lips.

Shep spit into his hand and I lifted myself up to a sitting position. He wrapped his hand around my shaft, smearing his saliva all over. I closed my eyes and held onto him as his hand slid up and down. He twisted and stroked using a steady rhythm and a firm grip. His other hand rubbed up my chest and pinched one of my nipples. I moaned and whimpered while I thrust up into Shep's hand. God, Shep gave the best handjobs.

"I'm gonna come," I quivered. "Shep!" My dick lurched in Shep's hand and a pearly white rope of semen arced out and splattered across Shep's chin and cheek. Shep kept stroking me until I had shot the rest of my load all over his chest and belly.

"Fuck, baby, that's hot," he said as he licked his lips.

I leaned down and licked my jizz from Shep's face, sucking and slurping on his goatee. I slid down and flicked my tongue through his chest and belly hair, cleaning up my mess. I sat back down on his crotch, leaned down and kissed him slow and deep.

"So fucking hot," he said with a grunt.

"Yeah," I panted. "That was awesome. We should get cleaned up. Then we can eat breakfast, then open presents."

We got up and took a shower together, then went into the kitchen. Shep sat me down at the table.

"Sit down, baby. I'm gonna make you breakfast for once."

"Okay," I said with a skeptical eye. "Just don't burn down the kitchen."

"Be quiet or I'm gonna whoop your ass with this spatula."

I laughed and sat back and watched him cook. He made us scrambled eggs with shredded cheese and fried potato slices. It needed a little salt, but otherwise it was delicious. The fact that Shep made it special for me made it even better.

After we cleaned up the kitchen, we went to the living room. I turned on the lights on the Christmas tree and we sat down on the floor.

"Merry Christmas, Shep."

"Merry Christmas, Billy."

We kissed tenderly for a few moments, then we got our presents out from under the tree. We were both as excited as two little kids. Shep picked up the Santa hat that was laying on the coffee table and put it on his head.

"Ho ho ho," he said with a grin.

I laughed my ass off. "Oh my god, you are so cute I can't stand it."

I jumped up and got my digital camera and took several pictures. He grabbed the camera and held it at arms length and took a few shots of the two of us. He started to pull off the hat, but I grabbed his arm. "No, keep it on."

Shep narrowed his eyes at me. "You got a Santa fetish or something?"

"Nope. Just you."

Shep shook his head and sat back down on the floor, leaving the hat on his head.

Shep really wanted a new car polisher and buffer, so I got him that along with a new bucket filled with car wash supplies. I also got Shep a new pair of boots. His old work boots were starting to wear out and he really needed a new pair. I also got him a bunch of little gifts, like a calendar of classic cars, and some new socks, boxer shorts and wifebeaters.

When I picked up my first present from Shep, I already knew what it was going to be: a DVD that I had asked for. I had no idea what the second box was. When I tore it open, I was surprised to find an iPad. I had mentioned how cool I thought the gadget was, but I never expected Shep to buy me one. It was too expensive.

"That's the thing you wanted right?" Shep asked, with a hopeful look on his face.

"Yeah. I... Wow," I said. "Thank you. I love it."

I gave Shep a quick kiss on the cheek. Shep grinned and handed me my final gift. It was a thin box and I didn't have a clue as to what it was. I opened the flat box to find a file folder. Shep was nervously chewing his bottom lip as I opened up the folder to find a small three-inch square drawing. It was a heart surrounded by flames that said Shep in a banner across it. Despite it being a heart, it was actually very masculine.

"It's a stencil," Shep said. His voice was nervous and he licked his dry lips. "For a tattoo. A buddy of mine drew it, the same one who did my phoenix. I thought maybe... You seemed like you wanted to..."

I was stunned speechless. I remembered in the heat of passion telling Shep that my heart burned for him. That he remembered my words and had it drawn... I could only nod at him and I threw my arms around his neck and buried my face against his shoulder.

"Yeah?" he asked.

"Yeah," I managed to whisper with another nod.

"Cool," he whispered in reply as he tightened his arms around me.

He sniffled against my neck and his hand moved up and swiped at his face. I lifted my head to see his glassy eyes and a wet streak on his cheek.

That he became emotional over me agreeing to ink his name on my body was as good as the gift itself. I took his face in my hands and leaned in and kissed him with as much passion as I could. Open mouthed. Lots of tongue.

Our kiss was interrupted by the ringing and buzzing of Shep's cell phone. He pulled away with one last peck on the lips, then grabbed his phone. He held it up to me to show his mom's picture. He answered the phone with a hesitant "Hello?"

I couldn't make out what she was saying, but Shep responded with a "Merry Christmas to you too, Mom... Yes, we're fine... I'll tell him. Bye."

He hung up the phone and stared at it for a moment. When he looked up, he had a little smile on his face and his eyes were a little misty. "Mom says Merry Christmas."

He blinked a few times and let out a deep breath. I took Shep's hand and we sat down on the sofa together.

"She said she'd call soon... when Dad wasn't around."

"Well, that's something," I said. "I'm so happy for you."

Shep nodded and he took my head in his hands and kissed me. We sat together kissing and making out for a while, then we reluctantly got up so that I could get the ham ready and put it in the oven.

Afterward, Shep and I returned to the couch and cuddled up. We laid together side by side touching and kissing each other just leisurely making out until there was a knock on the apartment door. Shep crawled over me and pushed up to his feet. He looked down at the obscene bulge in his crotch and gave the head a flick to help it go down. "Down, boy," he mumbled to himself.

He adjusted the Santa hat on his head, and opened the door with a deep and throaty "Merry Christmas! Ho ho ho!"

Wilson and his girlfriend Tera walked in carrying presents, a covered baking pan and a bottle of wine. Shep and I gave them both hugs and wished them "Merry Christmas".

I took the wine and the cake pan and peeked into it. Apple cobbler. Yum. "Did you make this?" I asked Tera.

"Yeah. It's my grandmother's recipe. It's pretty easy."

"Nice hat," Wilson said to Shep. "Did Billy sit in your lap and tell you his Christmas wishes?"

"He sure did. You want a turn?"

"Hell no I don't," Wilson replied with a laugh.

Shep hung their coats in the hall closet and we sat down in the living room.

After we exchanged gifts, we sat around and talked. Shep and Wilson drank beer and talked about football and trucks. I got to know Tera a little better while the two of us sipped eggnog. She was great and I could see why Wilson was attracted to her. Not only was she hot, but she had a strong and confident personality that really fit with Wilson's wild streak.

The only topic that never came up was our parents and Wendy. Until Wilson's cell phone rang. He looked at the phone and hit 'ignore' and put it back into his pocket.

"Who was that?" Tera asked.

"Dad. Again," he said. He looked over at me. "We got into it this morning. He had the nerve to call me a selfish brat. Can you believe that? Well, Mom and Dad and Wendy can have their own Christmas. I'd rather be with you guys any day of the week."

Shep and Wilson clinked their beer bottles together and drank.

I heard my phone vibrating and ringing and I looked at Shep and then Wilson. I got up and picked it up. Yep. It was Dad.

"It's Dad," I said. "You think he's...?" My voice trailed off. I didn't have to finish the question. A feeling of hope bubbled in my heart. As happy as I was, I still wished we could all be together. After Shep's call from his mother, I hoped that maybe my parents would come around too.

I let out a breath and answered. "Hello?"

"Put your brother on the phone," he growled.

And like that, the hope was gone. I held out the phone to Wilson. "He wants to talk to you."

Wilson shook his head. "I don't have anything to say to him."

I put the phone back to my ear. "He's uh... not available."

"You tell that little ingrate that he is ruining his mother's Christmas. I don't know what you've been telling him, but I won't have you spreading your filth to my son--"

Shep took the phone from me and ended the call. I looked up at him and realized that I was trembling.

"I'm gonna check on the ham," I said as I hurried to the kitchen.

I leaned against the stove and closed my eyes, trying to breathe deeply and calmly.

A pair of large hands moved around me. They pulled me back until I was resting against a big, warm body.

Shep kissed my shoulder and my neck. "You okay, baby?"

"I'm fine. For a second I thought..." I sniffled and wiped my nose with my hand, then continued. "I thought he was going to say he was sorry." I let out a breath and shook my head. "That was so stupid of me. Well, I'm not gonna let him ruin our day."

I turned around and Shep gently cradled my face in his hands. He leaned his head down and kissed me softly, then pulled me into a hug and just held me until I felt better.

***

I set the sweet potatoes and basket of rolls on the table. "Okay. That's everything. I think." I scanned the table and went over my mental checklist. The small table was overflowing with food. There wasn't a bit of space left with all of the food in addition to our four place settings. "Maybe we should put the stuff on the kitchen counters and then eat buffet style," I said as I scratched my head.

"Sit down, baby," Shep said. "It's perfect." He reached over and pushed my chair out for me. I sat down and looked at the table one last time.

"Everything looks great, Billy," Wilson said. "Better than Mom's."

I knew he was just saying that to make me feel better, but it worked. It made me feel really good.

"I guess we should say grace?" Tera said.

"Sure," Wilson agreed.

"Go ahead, Wilson," Shep said.

Wilson cleared his throat and pushed his black frames up the bridge of his nose. The four of us joined hands and bowed our heads.

"Uhh... Umm... Bless us, o Lord, and these gifts, which we are about to receive from your bounty through Christ our Lord."

We all said "Amen," and started filling our plates with food.

I looked around at the happy faces sitting at my little table and smiled. This was my family. I was with the people I loved, who loved me back unconditionally.

I lifted my wine glass. "I just want to make a quick toast. To family and new traditions."

We all tapped glasses with a "cheers" and sipped our wine. Wilson and Tera kissed, and Shep leaned over and gave me a kiss.

"Merry Christmas, Billy. I love you."

"I love you, too, Shep."