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Wife’s Faggot Bro – COVID-19“Babe, he’s down on his luck. We have room in the basement,” stressed Nicole Hansen to her husband, Matt. “He won’t be in the way.”“But that’s my space,” protested the thirty-eight year-old drywall installer with dirty blond hair and dark brown eyes.“It’ll just be for a couple of months. Plus we can’t just let him be homeless.”“Can’t we,” scoffed the construction worker.“No,” shot back the physical therapy assistant.“Fine, Nic,” relented Matt. “But tell him none of his gay stuff here.”“What,” she gasped.Matt rolled over in the bed and then rolled his eyes. Nicole and the rest of the Meyer brood may have enjoyed pretending to be good Lutherans and not seeing that Kyle was a flaming homosexual, but he preferred to live in reality. He had no problem with it, but he just didn’t want it rubbing off on their son.Nicole continued in a state of denial, “I’ll let him know he can move in this weekend.”“Great,” Matt huffed, making himself comfortable for some sleep.Kyle Meyer had been out of work for a couple of weeks from his job as a bartender since the lockdown order had gone into effect. This caused him to be unable to pay rent and his roommates were tiring of him.Kyle’s final hope had been Nicole. Well, not really. But he didn’t want to move in with their parents. So he went through each of his siblings hoping someone might take pity. As usual, Nicole was the softie.The next morning, Matt awoke to the smell of bacon. He meandered down the stairs of his split level home and found his wife cooking. There were scrambled eggs and French toast too. “What the heck,” he chuckled.“I just wanted to say thanks for letting Kyle come and stay,” she beamed.“Is this what it’s gonna take to get breakfast every morning?”“Don’t be silly,” giggled the blue-eyed brunette.“Who said I was k**ding?”“Well, I’ll tell Kyle that his rent. Breakfast three days a week.”“Don’t worry about it. We’ll have to foot the bill.”“Matt…”“Sorry, Nic. I know the k**s’ll love him being here.”“They sure will. I gotta run,” she announced, pecking him on the cheek.Nicole disappeared through the door. The k**s were still asleep. The lockdown had altered their schedules and Matt had no energy to enforce bedtimes with his thirteen and ten year-old offspring. Things bursa escort had slowed down in his line of work considerably. But unlike most Americans, he’d done a good job of saving and managing his money. He didn’t allow his family to live beyond their means. They had a nice house and two good vehicles. They took vacations. Ella was in cheerleading gymnastics. Wyatt played hockey. Those cost money. He just didn’t go for things that were overly extravagant.If his homosexual brother-in-law had saved a few tips here and there, he might not need to be mooching off him at the moment. But as they say, happy wife, happy life. He finished his food and went back to the master bedroom. He walked into the bathroom to take his morning constitutional. A quick glance in the mirror revealed that he no longer had the tight athletic body of a left wing, but still not too bad. It was good enough to garner some flirtations from some of the barely legal waitresses at his favorite after hours watering hole. But the lockdown had affected him too. Prior to the stay-at-home order and restaurants & bars closing down, Matt Hansen had been a shoulder to cry on for one very cute biracial server named Mikayla.Mikayla had a cafe-au-lait complexion with a large pouf of light-brown hair and hazel eyes. Her tits were pert and her ass was firm.The twenty year-old community college student bemoaned her absentee, unloving Caucasian father, her codependent, d**g-addicted African-American mother, and a slew of good-for-nothing suitors. Matt was different though. He listened. Intently.Within two weeks, they were boinking in the backseat of his 2010 Chevy Silverado 2500 Crew Cab pickup truck. He loved shoving his 7½-inch-by-5-inch swollen staff inside her tight, damp, needy place. She took his dick so well. Her honey soft, small breasts would be heaving as he hammered her youthful being. Shit. Matt’s cock got hard while he was thinking about delivering his monster to the alluring, entrancing Mikayla. He wrapped his calloused hands around his shaft and thought back. He’d been giving it to her good. Missionary style. In her roommate’s bed, no less. All of sudden Mikayla’s eyes lit up.“Let’s try something different,” she’d suggested.“What,” he’d asked, dumbfounded.“Anal!”“Huh?”“You bursa escort bayan don’t wanna?”“N-No! I do!”“Great!”With that Mikayla rolled over and he entered her anus. It was tighter than anything he’d ever experienced. He nutted almost instantaneously. He’d loved it.Back to the present. Those memories caused Matt’s manhood to erupt. It was freaking Mount St. Helen’s in there. He cleaned up and went to lie down for a bit. The weekend came and Kyle arrived outside in his blue 2006 Mazda 3 Hatchback. Matt and Wyatt helped him unload. Matt though there sure were a lot of boxes and suitcases. But there was nothing he could do now.Matt settled his brother-in-law in and went back upstairs to do some push-ups to burn off some stress.For the most part, Kyle stayed out of Matt’s way over the next two weeks. Ella and Wyatt were constantly engaging with their uncle. Nic spent time with her brother when she was off work. But, she was gone everyday because she was essential personnel. Matt kept it surface and cordial.Early one morning, Matt could not sleep. He decided to sneak down to the lowest level of the house and play a video game. He figured he could do it without waking Kyle. He bounded down the stairs and entered the large open room. “What the fuh…,” he shouted.“Oh crap! I-I’m…,” Kyle stammered. He shut his laptop and looked awkwardly at his host. “I-I thought you were asleep.”“Well, I couldn’t sleep. So. What are you doing? Giving sex shows in my basement,” Matt prodded.“N-No. Well. It was just a show. You know. For a friend,” admitted the freeloader.“I told Nic to tell you no gay shit, man!”“I-I’m sorry!”“You’re down here in black thigh-high stockings and a fucking miniskirt, dude! What if Ella or Wyat had come in.”“I-I didn’t.”“Just shut up!”“P-Please don’t tell Nicki,” begged Kyle.“I won’t,” Matt shrugged his shoulders. “We can’t put you out. You’re family. Plus she’s already stressed enough as it is. You better keep this a secret and do a better job of hiding. Maybe use the storage room in the future since it has a goddamn door, man!”“You got it,” relaxed Kyle.“So, do you always dress up like this?”“W-Well…”“Kyle, I don’t care. I just caught you doing a freaking burlesque show in drag in my house. I don’t care that you’re a fag.”“I escort bursa like it.”“Was that your boyfriend?”“No. Just someone I met online since the lockdown started. He sends me -e-Cash of $25 for ten minute shows.”“So this is a business,” Matt checked.“Sort of,” admitted the crossdresser. “Were you gonna offer me any percentage since it’s my house, my electricity, my Wi-Fi?”“Well…”“I knew you were a no count…”“Wait a second, Matt. I could cut you in if I made a site and sold videos.”“Listening,” the homeowner took a seat on the leather sectional.“I could start a site and sell video clips, but people wanna see hardcore. Can’t find anyone to fuck me right now,” Kyle lamented.“What if we had a straight dude that fucks you behind his wife’s back,” Matt proposed.“They’d love that! Do you know someone?”“Me!”“Wh-What?”“Me! Am I not sexy enough,” Matt quizzed.“It’s not that. I just had no idea.”“Neither did I. But I’m horny as fuck and you don’t look half bad in that black wig with that stuffed bra.”“B-But, Nicki…”“We aren’t telling her. Remember?”“Y-Yeah!”“Let’s do it now if you can hide my face,” Matt said.“Hang on a second.” Kyle went to rummage through a suitcase. He returned with a burgundy ski mask. “This should work.”Matt put on the mask and pulled down his sweatpants. Kyle had affixed his own Mardi Gras style mask to his face and started the camera.Kyle took Matt’s juicy cock into his mouth. “Show ‘em how you got your straight brother-in-law letting you suck his cock, faggit,” ordered Matt.Kyle turned up the music.“This is so hot,” Matt groaned as his balls were about to explode. He busted way faster than he wanted all over Kyle. He was displeased with his performance.Kyle reassured him it was perfect and natural. They could use that as the intro vid.They spent the next few hours going through the sign-up process and editing the vid for upload.Afterwards, Matt was still turned on,“Let’s capture it,” Kyle said.“Hell yeah,” Matt concurred.Kyle bent over the sofa and hiked up his minidress. Matt moved behind him; his dick already bone hard. He stabbed it in.“Owwwww,” whined Kyle.“Ahhhh, yeahhh,” grunted Matt.Kyle threw his ass back. His little sissy cock bouncing all the while.“That’s some good faggit ass,” the married man announced.“I love your big dick,” cried Kyle.“Ahhhhh!”“Ooooh!”They moaned for six minutes until they nutted. They were eager to see the video.Once satisfied with it, they waited to upload and see what kind of money they would make.

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