My Sister's BBC Husband

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My sister married the hottest black guy. Her husband is tall and works out all the time. His body is sinfully delicious, and while I’m usually super confident around men, he makes me nervous. Whenever I’m with them, I can feel his gaze on me. As if he’s examining some mystery he can’t quite figure out, and I know the mystery is whether or not I have a cock. My family doesn’t talk about my transition, so I’m not sure he has any idea or if my sister has told him, but every time he’s around, my balls ache.

She was having surgery and asked if I’d stay with them for the week to help out around the house and take her back and forth to appointments while he worked. Of course, I said I would, but something deep in my gut knew it was going to be trouble.

My Sister’s BBC Husband

The first few days of the week were pretty busy juggling her schedule and making sure she was comfortable. Her husband was polite and supportive, but he worked a lot, so I found myself alone in the house a lot. My sister was in and out of it while resting, and I was feeling really lonely. It was even making it hard to sleep.

About the fourth night of tossing and turning, I decided I would wander downstairs to the kitchen to raid the fridge. I didn’t think Nick would be awake since it was so late, so I didn’t bother getting dressed.

I wore a tiny night slip and thong as I padded down the stairs. The light from the TV made the living room glow a soft shade of blue, and there on the couch was Nick. He was shirtless and looking so fucking delicious. I bit into my lip and noted the drink in his hand. His chin nodded to me, and I felt him looking me up and down. My nipples pebbled under the weight of his stare, and I moved toward him instead of to the kitchen.

“Can’t sleep?” his voice was husky, and the deep tone went right to my balls. I sat down beside him and nodded.

“I was hungry and thought I’d come down to look for a snack.” He was only wearing silky basketball shorts, and the length of his anaconda was clearly visible as it rested on his thigh. I swear, I saw it twitch, and something came over me. There was no stopping my next move.