Clean him

Jordan smiled as I dropped to my knees in front of him, his sticky and quickly softening cock right in front of my face. I wasn't sure why I was doing it, other than I liked how he talked to me. There was something sexy about being treated like a piece of meat.

"Open your mouth," he said, and I complied.

He gripped his cock and gave it one soft but firm stroke, just as I had a thousand times while cleaning up after jerking off. A drop of white appeared at the head of his cock, and he aimed it right into my mouth, where it landed on my tongue. It was salty and a little bitter, but not unpleasant, and not completely unfamiliar. I had, after all, had occasion to inadvertently taste my own cum during the course of sex.

"There you go, baby," he said.

Then he grabbed me by the back of the head and pulled me to him. He guided my mouth to his semi flaccid penis, and I wrapped my lips around it. We made eye contact as I swirled my tongue around his shaft, licking it clean.

"I never dreamed you would be a natural...and so willing, Alan," he said. "I should have made a pass at you years ago."

It didn't take long before I could feel my brother-in-law starting to get hard again.