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Subject: Seduced by My Stepdad pt 3 Seduced by my Stepdad Pt 3 Please don’t forget to donate to fty to keep these stories and yourself coming! – – – After nearly being busted by my mother, we played it cool for several days. I couldn’t keep my eyes off Andrew, but we managed to keep our hands off of each other. I worked out alone before work. I declined his offers to pick me up from work. Still, I was flattered by his hungry gazes that felt like they were undressing me. For the meantime, it was work, sleep, and eat for my routine. It got old. I jacked off every ght that week thinking of him. I fantasized about Andrew fucking me. Despite our rough encounter while he was drunk after the poker game, I wasn’t the least bit traumatized. If anything, I was more preoccupied with doing it again! The threat of getting caught was both scary and exciting. – – – On Friday ght, I worked until midght because my boss offered overtime. I was the only one who took her offer. I wanted to save up for a car bad. A car meant more freedom and I saved every penny. Andrew and mom didn’t ask for rent nor money for food. The only problem for me was he monotony of the job. Working overtime helped the bank account but it was burng me out. At work, only the drive-thru was open really late. I took part in cleang up and stocking after the lobby was locked. Twelve hours after clocking in, it was time for me to go home and I was beat. After the manager let me out and locked the door behind me, I walked out to unchain my bicycle. I hadn’t noticed anyone else being let out behind me. “Hey man. You need a ride home?” I looked up at his handsome dark face of Jason the new guy. He’d just started two weeks ago and I was still getting to know him. I hadn’t given much thought to creating friendships at work. “Oh no man, I only live a few miles from here.” I didn’t want to impose. It was actually almost five miles to the house in the far end of the suburbs. “Seriously, it’s like 95 degrees out here still!” He was right. Even though it was after 12am, it was hot as daytime. I gave in. I pulled up the dirty half of my shirt and wiped sweat off of my face. “Okay man. Sure!” We managed to shove my bike into the back of his car and got the trunk shut. There was a bunch of other shit in the back. He seemed a little embarrassed about the mess of boxes. “Sorry, dude. I just got moved into my apartment and I haven’t taken all these boxes upstairs.” “No worries!” I said. Once in the car, he turned on the AC. We sat there a minute waiting for it to get cool. I wanted my shirt off, but I didn’t want to look trashy. I closed my eyes and let the air dry my face. “So, where you from?” I asked. “From San Antoo. I was supposed to move up with a girlfriend but it didn’t work out at the last minute. I managed to find this job at the last minute and changed to a one-bedroom apartment in the same apartments.” I thought to myself, “He said `a girlfriend’, he didn’t say `his girlfriend'”. “So, you always ride your bike to work?” I was too tired to chat. I knew he was just being polite. “Yeah, I’m saving for a car. I have about five thousand saved up. It’s gonna take me forever to buy a good used car.” “I got this one from my sister. It’s a piece of shit in appearance, but it runs!” I laughed. He was sweet but I wanted to get home. “I don’t wanna hold you up man. We probably better get going so you can get home too.” I said. “Or…if you want…we can go to my place. Ummm…” He seemed nervous. “We can go to my place and have sex,” he said looking down. I instantly woke then for sure. I wasn’t sure how to react. I ran my fingers through my air and looked over at myself in the rear-view mirror on my side of the care. I felt dirty and I looked really grungy. My pause alarmed him. “Oh my god. You’re not gay! I swear one of the girls said you were!” He covered his face with his hands. “I’m gay Jason. And I think you’re cute too.” He uncovered his eyes and looked my way with one eyebrow raised. “Jason, let’s do it! I hope we can shower first because I’m a mess.” “Dude,” he laughed, “You’re fine to me either way. But yeah, we can shower first!” “Cool!” He smiled big and blushed. He put the car in gear and we drove on. “Fuck yeah!” he shouted. – – – It was a ce experience, but very tame. We showered and then made out in the bathroom while we dried off. His very dark skin against bleach white skin in the mirror contrasted cely. He loved grabbing my butt. After we moved to his bed, we did a long and ce 69 session and provided one another mutual blow jobs. He had a ce dick which was about an inch longer than mine. It was my first experience with an African American boy and I loved it. He was very timid about me eating his butt, but he let me do it after some coaxing. After we shot our first loads, we cuddled and kissed while music played in the dark. I fell asleep in his arms. We’d only slept a few hours when the sun came up and shined brightly through the cracks in his blinds. He offered to buy breakfast, but I really wanted to get home and go back to sleep in my own bed. In the end, he took me home as promised. When I got home, I walked in with my hair a mess, uform on, and was carrying my socks and shoes. I immediately got it from mom as I entered the kitchen to fix a bowl of cereal. “Where the hell were you? I sat up all ght thinking you got hit by a car or something!” “I got a ride from a friend at work. I stayed over at his place. I’m not a kid anymore mom! What the hell?” I wasn’t in the mood for her nagging. We started to argue. The argument carried on until I shouted. “Mom, I’m 18. I can’t believe you’re bugging me about this!” “Well you should be more considerate!” she snapped. “Well you don’t have be such a bitch about it!” My mom stopped talking and look shocked after I said that. She immediately walked off to her room. I was just entering my room with my cereal bowl when Andrew grabbed me and turned me around. He had me by the scruff of my shirt. My cereal and milk splashed onto my chest. “You go NOW and apologize to your mother! And if you ever call her a bitch again, then you’re on the fuckin’ street.” “Dude!” I croaked. “DID YOU FUCKING HEAR ME?” he shouted. “Okay,” I mumbled. “ARE YOU SURE YOU UNDERTSTAND?” `Yes sir!” He released me. Then he sffed me. “Maybe you should go wash that other guy’s crotch and cum odors off you first!” He looked at me like I was an idiot and walked off. My legs were shaking and I felt nauseous. I hurried to the bathroom and showered fast. It was our first fight ever! I wondered how he smelled me. We took a shower. Surely, I stank more from work before showering than from the sex later? I put on some underwear and then went to find my mom. She was in their bedroom crying. “I’m sorry mom. I was just so tired. I took the offer to go and hang out a with a friend and then we chilled. It wasn’t respectful for me not text you or anything. I’m sorry I called you that name!” My mom hugged me. She set some new rules about staying out late. She didn’t care that I was an adult now, she was gonna worry no matter what. After that conversation, I felt really bad about me and Andrew messing around. I would have felt mad about the new rules, but guilt ruled my conscience. I’d never really come out completely to my mom. The topic came up at times but only when it happened to be on TV in some fashion. Like one time we were watching the news and they talked about a gay-bashing incident. She said that if one of her kids was straight or gay, she’d love them either way. It was a general statement, but in hindsight she must have known something. I wondered if my silence about my personal life was an indicator to her. Maybe she found my stash of magazine tear-outs of hot men–even worse she could have found my self-made sex toys. It wasn’t worth bringing up. For the remainder of the day, Andrew wouldn’t even look at me. I know he was angry about me calling my mom a bitch, but maybe he was angrier because I slept with another guy. I was sad and depressed over it. – – – I was off Monday. I had left the bed to take a piss when I heard Andrew leaving for work. When I peeped into the living room and was in full view of him, he wouldn’t look my way. I was really stressed over this potential new rift between us. I had to make amends somehow. I know he saw me. When I walked into the living room, he continued packing his lunch. He slammed cabinets and exaggerated his moves. There was no eye contact from him. It made my stomach hurt. I felt like I was being snubbed by a lover. While everyone was at work, I did a lot of cleang and laundry. That would ease things with mom. I had no idea how to make up with Andrew. I thought about mowing the lawn, but he did it just two days before and I didn’t want to be accused of fucking with his riding lawn mower and messing it up. All I could think to do was to try to speak to him. So, in the eveng, I casually slipped into the workout room after I heard Andrew on the treadmill. I wore my tightest gym shorts that were two years old. They didn’t fit anymore and had a small hole in the back under the left cheek. If I spread my legs too far, my balls squeezed out of the leg. In my bedroom I tried them on first to assess if they would do the trick. In front of the mirror, I turned around and saw my butt really rounded out the back–the felt like if I bent over, they would rip. The material was worn and had become almost sheer. I wore those shorts nothing else. I entered the room and started working my chest. His back was to me. When he slowed down and turned the music off, I cleared my throat so he’d notice I was there. He looked me over but only gave me a cold stare. I lay down on the mat, bent my knees, and then lifted my feet off the floor. I crossed my feet and started my elevated stomach crunches. I put my hands behind my head and then moved my right elbow towards my left knee. Then the left elbow to the right knee. My shorts were old and tight and looked more like worn out sexy underwear. I could feel my dick moving to the left leg openg as the fabric gaped from being pulled tight. I could see that position I was in caused my balls to just barely peep out of the leg each time I moved. I purposely faced him so that he could see this and my ass in the air. I knew he was turned on. The tell-tale bulge in his shorts spoke for him. He tried to be aloof. I finally broke the silence. “Will you spot me?” I asked softly. He just nodded and shrugged his shoulders. I got on the bench and he took off some of the weights from the barbell so I could work on my chest. When his marvelous bulge was over my head, I started my reps. “Was he good in bed?” he asked. “It was alright. He was nothing like you.” I said. That was the trick. A devilish grin appeared on his face. “Good,” he replied. As I pushed the barbell up and down, he stared down at my body. I got a hard on and didn’t hide it. I never even thought about the fact my mom could walk in at any time. “Christopher, did you fuck him? Or did he fuck you? Did you let him put his dick where mine should be?” He helped me pushed the barbell onto the rack. “No!” I grunted. “We just did oral and kissed.” I relaxed my arms and breathed in and out. “I’m clean…the test came back,” he said. “So now your mom’s not gonna make me use rubbers. You’ve only had a couple of partners. I don’t want you playing with anyone else. I’m not kütahya escort gonna risk catching anything for myself or your mother. I mean…unless you want this whole thing to end now? If so, you can go fuck around with whoever you want!” “NO!” I shouted. “I didn’t fuck him!” I was embarrassed immediately for the outburst. “Not so loud, stud.” My face flushed hot. I was embarrassed from my outburst. My stomach relaxed and felt tension leaving me. We switched places and I added weights to the barbell for his turn on the bench. He pushed the weights up and his arm and chest muscles bulged. Now my dick was totally hard, but held down in the tight shorts. I felt sexy and was very turned on showing off for him. I purposefully let my crotch rest on his face. He sffed hard. I heard a sexy, low growl! Next, we used the dumbbells and worked our upper and lower arms. After that, we stretched. The room smelled like his body funk. I wanted shove my face in his hairy armpit. When I was done stretching, I collapsed on the floor and stared up at the ceiling. “You’ve been working really hard, Chris. Have you decided if you want to go to college? Or maybe you want to study for a trade? You mom’s worried that you’ll end up working in a fast food joint forever…or maybe in a factory like her.” That question came out of nowhere. “I hate working at Taco Bell. But I have no other ambitions…other than to buy a used car. I might be able to find a better job, but I can’t drive into the city in a bicycle and not be a sweaty mess when I get there! It is what it is…my job is a joke.” “Keep saving that money. A job is a job. Make the best of it or find a job you like better. If you can’t do either, you don’t have right to complain.” That was followed by a long, awkward silence. “What did you do after high school?” I asked. He paused and looked out though blinds. “I was in a bad way Chris. I quit school when I was 16. I almost went to jail twice for runng around with some no-good cousins. My dad died around then and I was drinking all the time. I was on dope for a while. After I crashed my mother’s car into a creek and nearly died, it was my uncle who took me in. Mom kicked me out. Yeah, I grew up in this house. It’s mine now, but all this didn’t come easy. We continued to work out and Andrew talked. “Long story short, I started working with my Uncle Charles. He worked on washing machines, dryers, soda machines, you name it. He worked his ass off. I did just grunt work for barely any cash. After he saw I had a mind for the mechacal stuff, he encouraged for me to get my GED. I didn’t do that until I was 24. Then he suggested that I should go to a trade school. That man paid for my schooling. I won’t ever forget it.” Andrew wiped the sweat from his back with a dirty towel hanging on the rack. “I thought he used his savings for it. Turned out he took a loan. When I got out of school, I went to work with him. I started my freelance repair business with me an him way later on. It was hard dam work! We combined his experience and my schooling and there was no turng back. Rest in peace Uncle Chuck.” He looked upward as if looking to heaven. Then he made eye contact again. “Maybe you should go to work with me one day and see if that’s something you’re good at.” “That would be cool!” I said. After we fished a short workout, mom’s voice could be heard in the distance. “I hear you mother!” we heard in the distance. She was on the phone with grandma. After I stood up, Andrew put his arms around me. He smelled raunchy after the workout. My face was pushed right into his sweaty armpit! His hands moved to my waist and his hand slid under the elastic over my butt. He pressed me against the wall and his middle fingers moved to my crack and spread my cheeks. “I can’t wait to open you up back here,” he said. He jerked his hips against me when said “here”. He pressed his mouth against my ear. “Like I said, you don’t go fucking around with anyone. Hear me?” It wasn’t exactly a threat. It was more like a general statement. “Okay,” I said meekly. “Well then!” he said. He slapped my butt and walked out of room. – – – Work remained a drudge for the rest of the week. I noticed Jason gawking at me a lot. When we made eye contact, he gave me a sweet smile. I felt bad. I appreciated his attraction to me, but I kept thinking of Andrew’s words. I wondered each day of seeing him watching me if maybe we could mess around anyway. I considered that maybe if I was really careful, would Andrew really know if I messed around with Jason again? In the end, I remained staying friendly with Jason, but our conversations were short and I made sure we were never alone together. At the end of the week, he realized something was up. He cornered me outside on Friday ght. “Say man. Didn’t you have a good time with me? Am I ugly or do I stink?” I looked up at his beautiful brown eyes. I was so torn. I remembered the feeling of him next to me when we sucked each other’s dick. I remembered this taste of his sweet asshole. It was out of the question to be boyfriends. I didn’t want to hurt him. “Jason, you’re hot as fuck. I can’t mess around again.” “You got a boyfriend, don’t you?” “Well, there’s a guy that I am seeing. I’m not sure how serious it is yet.” I wasn’t totally lying. There was Garrett who was a recent sex buddy. I got sad thinking of how I was going to have to taper things off with him too. He kept emailing me weekly saying that he has met hot guys but he couldn’t wait to get home to me. But if fooling around with other boys was gonna end things with Andrew, I wasn’t gonna risk it. “I thought so man. I hope I haven’t muddled things up with that.” “No man, it’s all cool. I really enjoyed having sex with you. You’re a great kisser!” He smiled and gave me a hug. Lightng flashed overhead and we heard a distant rumble of thunder. The humidity was crushing. “I’m gonna head off man and beat this rain. Go home and relax. We both worked our asses off toght!” “Sure thing, man. Goodght dude!” I felt good about our talk. I twisted the chain on the bike frame and locked it and then took off towards home. – – – I only go halfway home and got caught in a downpour. The rain was so hard I could barely see. The wind nearly blew me over. I struggled hard to keep from crashing. Water rose next to the curbs and form a mi river on each side of our street. I rode in the center to avoid it. The flashflood got worse as I struggled to ride steadily in the wind. When I drove up to the garage, luckily it was open with Andrew leang against the truck. Mom’s car wasn’t there. “You’re soaked chief!” he laughed. The garage light was off, but the constant lightng lit the garage at random intervals. Andrew took the bike from me and pushed it up into the corner. He had only skimpy shorts on. He grabbed me and we kissed. He pulled off my shirt as I kicked off my shoes. They were full of water. He squatted and pulled off my filthy socks one at a time. He stood up and kissed me. “I like you all wet and dirty!” Cool air blew into the garage and I felt chilled. I felt nervous with the garage door open even if it was dark in there. He held me next to him. “Relax, no one is outside. No one can see in here!” Bright flashes of lightng blinked twice and loud thunder followed. I wasn’t so sure that no one could see from the neighbor’s windows. “Where’s mom?” I asked. He licked me all over my neck and sucked on my Adam’s apple. His touch made me tingle. “Your mom went to your grandma’s. I’m sorry to say your great Aunt Ethel passed away, buddy.” He stuck his tongue in my ear. His hot mouth drove me nuts! “Oh, Aunt Elma!” “Yeah, that’s her,” he said. Grandma’s sister Elma lived way up in Arkansas. I hadn’t seen her but five times in my life. As I was getting kissed all over my face, sad thoughts didn’t keep my dick down. I was sad for mom and grandma, but I couldn’t concentrate on that at the moment. I made out passionately with Andrew. He continued kissing all over my face and sffed into my wet hair. He stopped only to catch me up on mom. “Your mom drove off just a couple of minutes before you rode up. She’s gonna drive your grandma to the funeral. I told her over and over I’d drive her. I don’t like her going alone, but she’s gonna have Sherry go with her. Sometimes I wonder if your mom and that woman are getting it on!” I laughed as his hand slid down my back to my crack where his middle finger grazed my hole. “Mom and Sherry have been friends since high school. Sherry knows grandma well. I think that would be too many females for a road trip.” I told him. I sighed as he sucked my right pple and pinched the other. The other hand was busy behind me. Andrew’s finger pushed further into my damp hole. “You know when your mom got the call, she had my cock up her pussy! I gave her a major orgasm while she was talking to your granny!” “Oh my god, why are you telling me that?” I laughed. His finger went inside all the way of me. “I made her cum but I hadn’t pumped my cream insider her yet!” My dick was aching now. “I wanna give you my cream, Chris.” Dizzy, I lowered down and got ready to suck him off. As soon as I opened my mouth, he shoved his dick in it to the hilt. Immediately I smelled the strange sex smell that I deduced to be mom’s pussy juices in his pubes! I tried to pull off but he was bigger and stronger than me. “Suck me Chris. Don’t worry, though. I’m not gonna cum down your throat this time. I’m gonna fill your ass with my seed!” Andrew started fucking my mouth with no warng. I did my best to not gag and hurl up the tacos I ate for dinner. I soon forgot about his dick being in mom’s vagina and concentrated on taking his girth. Thunder boomed louder and the wind howled in the street. We were still in the middle of the garage next to his truck. The temperature dropped as the rain poured hard. Finally, he pulled out and I was huffing and puffing. Andrew opened the truck’s door and picked me up roughly. He flopped me on my back and pushed my legs upward. I stretched my feet out and rested them on the roof inside of the cab. My ass was exposed. Andrew bent over and shoved his face in my butt crack. His tongue dove into my ass and pried it open. I jacked off while getting an intense rim job. I moaned as I came close to cumming. He slapped my hand off my dick. Then he drove three fingers inside me and twisted them around. Andrew used the three fingers to pry my hole open. He used them as a funnel and spit several long ropes of spit downward into my ass. Then he leaned over and pushed his shorts to his feet. I shouted as the head of his pes poked through my sphincter. “Fuckkkk!” I shouted. There was no warng. He slid all the way into my spit-lubed asshole with a single move. My ass was on fire. To make it worse, my ass tightened as he pushed inward. My legs fell onto his shoulders and I squeezed my knees against his neck. He leaned into the cab and pulled me up to him. He kissed all over my face. My ass felt like it was being split. “Relax stud. Fuck! You feel so good wrapped around my dick. I’m inside you babe! I’ve wanted this for months!” I couldn’t move. My hole felt like a bat had been shoved up it. Andrew’s angry cock pulsed in my rectum. He rubbed my belly and kissed me on the mouth. I felt his other hand grip my pes. Even though I was in serious pain, my dick had never gone limp! After keeping his pes frozen for lara escort a couple of minutes, I calmed down a little. Slowly, he pulled his cock outward just to the rim of its fat head. When it felt like it going to pop out, he pushed it back inside back to the root. I cried out again. “Dammit dude. What the fuck?” Tears streamed down my cheeks from the strain. “Relax man. I am going slow on you. This is nothing like what you’re gonna get eventually. This is just the beginng!” “I don’t want it anymore!” I said. Sweat dripped down my forehead despite the cool around us. I wasn’t techcally crying! I was just overwhelmed by how much it hurt. He eased in and out. He kept that pace for nearly five minutes. After ten minutes, could finally breathe better, but the soreness never totally went away. Now I was feeling the familiar pressure that I enjoyed from my hairbrush or other things shoved in my ass over the years (cucumbers, carrots, mouth of a water bottle, etc.). Andrew’s mouth was locked to mine. He was such an intense kisser. Still in his strong arms, I loosened grip of my arms and legs. He let me slowly fall on my back to the truck seat onto my back. He pulled my feet to his mouth and sucked my toes. I moaned. “That’s it, pony. Relax. Your daddy’s gonna treat you right as long as you be the hot little fuckhole he needs.” I closed my eyes. The pain had subsided as much as it was going. Maybe it was endorphins that calmed me. I just moaned softly as Andrew fucked me steadily. Rain continued to fall. I heard a car passing in the street beyond us. Andrew was in full view of the street, but he made no effort to cover us. I wondered again if the neighbors could see. It was thrilling to be doing this in such a place. The guilt I had felt before was far in the back of my mind. “Ahhh man, this was worth the long wait. Your hole is tighter than your mom’s pussy would ever be! I could stay in here all ght! Fuck, I just might.” His pace quickened. He moved his arm outward and gripped the top of the door frame. The allowed me to let my move my legs around his waist. He fucked me harder and his balls whacked my ball hard. I looked up at the god who was me the gift of his enormous cock. He winked at me. Still bucking hard, he leaned in to kiss me again. He sucked hard on my neck. AS his mouth slowly kissed up my neck it stopped at my mouth. Andrew bit my bottom lip. It hurt, but I loved it. I looked up at his hot-as-fuck man. He was the epitome of masculity–fucking me like I was his bitch. I mentally worshipped the man as he pummeled my hole. Andrew spit onto my dick and started jacking me off. He fucked harder and faster than before. I squeezed my hole tighter as I got close to cumming.” “Fuck yeah, squeeze that hole on daddy’s dick. That’s it my little cum-dump! Grip my swollen dick with that sweet cherry.” “Fuck me!” I gasped. “Harder!” I gulped. “I’m fuckin’ you so deep! I’m about to split you open and seed you good!” “Ahhhhhh!” I screamed. I started spraying cum all over. I felt it land on my face, chest, belly, and neck. Andrew fucked me like a machine! The combination of his fierce banging in my ass and cum shooting from my orgasm made my eyes roll backwards and I saw stars. “UGGGGGGH God Dammmnnn!” he shouted. He rammed in five hard bangs as he shot his load. His balls slapped the fuck out of my taint. He fell over me and his sweaty face rested against mine. He was out of breath and his head was soaked! “Oh, dear God!” he signed. “Holy hell…Fuck dude. You made me cum a gallon!”. I felt exhausted and relaxed. In a single move and with no effort, he picked me up. My legs stayed wrapped around his waist and his cock remained stuffed up my butthole. He walked me into the house this way! I felt drunk. We passed through the kitchen and living room. When we got to my room. He laid me on the bed and collapsed next to me in the dark. The only light was from the lightng flashes outside. Andrew sensually made out me as his moved between my legs. I sighed as he massaged my sore hole. Under his fingers, it was gooey and wet. He slid two fingers in. I farted on his fingers untentionally. He didn’t flinch at all. I did it again and felt cum oozing from my ass. “Hey champ, taste my cream. You deserve it!” He moved his hand to my mouth where a pool of his cum, fresh from my worn-out hole, drained over my open mouth in strings. He slid his fingers into my mouth and I sucked them clean. I felt more cum oozing out of me. But before it left my crack, his fingers were there to catch it. For the next ten minutes, I was finger-fed his warm cum. I was amazed at the volume of it. When the last of it came out, he let it run down his hand. He used his wet fingers to smear it around my face. “There you tiger. You licked up that cum like a pro! You’re so cute when you’re cum-hungry.” Despite all that I had gone through–and even though I had just cum–I was horny for more. I rolled on top of him and sucked on his pple like a baby nursing it’s mother’s tit. I rubbed my hands over his Hairy chest. My legs straddled his waist as he idly rubbed his dick up and down my slimy crack. “Damn buddy, you got me horned up like a teenager! You got me so worked up. I’m ready for round two already!” He gripped my waist and pressed downward. His cock head pressed against my asshole. It tightened upon contact. “Owww!” I protested. I tried to clench my ass shut. “Oh no you don’t. Open that sweet fuckhole Christopher. I want you to ride my cock. You better start pole dancin’.” I closed my eyes tightly and winced as I pressed down. It hurt like fuck until it broke though. With a sudden move I impaled myself on his dick. My hole burned like fire all over again. Andrew spit into his hand and jacked my sticky dick. He grabbed my balls with the other hand and slightly twisted them a half turn. The average guy might has screamed. Not me! “Oh gawd! Fuck yeah!” I groaned. I did nothing to stop him. Just like when I loved my tits tortured, I was totally into my balls getting worked over. “God you’re so hard. You love this don’t you puppy!” “Yeah!” I moaned. “Ride my cock. Ride that head!” I did my best to ride his fat rod. I was exhausted from a day’s work and my first hard fuck by a monster dick. The endorphins must had blocked my pain, because after that I don’t remember any discomfort. The pressure in my ass was intense. I felt totally filled up. My guts rumbled as the air was pumped in and out. His hands left my dick and rubbed up and down my chest. His fingers found my pples and he pinched hard. I thought I was going to cum that second. I started to tire and slowed down. Andrew moved his hands to my neck. As he took over the fuck by humping upwards, his grip tightened around my neck! I didn’t protest when his thumbs pressed just under my Adam’s apple. I felt dizzy and light headed. Just when I felt I would pass out, he let go and pulled me down to him. We rolled onto our sides. Laying on his left side, he pulled my right leg up until it was in the air. He fucked the hell out of my hole. My leg tired and he held it there while bucking my spent asshole. “Fuck Christopher, your ass is the best hole I’ve ever fucked. It’s tighter than any pussy I ever shoved my dick inside before. I could fuck you over and over–you gorgeous little stud!” With that said, I fell onto my back and he pulled out of me. He instantly straddled my chest and started shooting warm cum all over my face. Squirt after squirt covered my face. Jizz drooled into my eyes. When I tried to breathe, but I sucked up cum in my left nostril. The rest was aimed into my gaping mouth. After he fished groang (more like shouts), he hovered over me dripping sweat onto my face. “Open up!” he snapped. I opened my mouth all the way and he pushed half of his dick inside. I closed my mouth on it while he milked the length of it. That’s when I discovered the thrill of “ass to mouth”! “Come on, get every last drop out of there. Show me how you love my cream!” I sucked on his head and tasted the last ounces of cum move out of his fat dick. He slowly fucked my mouth. “Clean it up champ. Suck my dick dry.” Andrew scooped up the splats of cum remaing on my face and shoved his fingers in my lips. I numbly sucked the cum from his fingers. Then the weight of his sweaty body fell onto me. My face was covered by his reeking armpit. He passed out on top of me. I wiggled enough sideways to allow myself to breath. Tired and totally used up, I closed my eyes and I was out. – – – Throughout the ght, we spooned together naked on my bed. When I did any movement that caused me to use my butt or back muscles, I ached bad. Not just my asshole, but my legs and ass were sore from the workout. While the storm resumed outside the house, Andrew woke up and realized we were in bed together. I was too spent to move, but he made out with me and I at least could move my tongue without soreness. He kissed and sucked all over my neck. A few times I thought we were going to fuck again, but then he’d fall asleep again. Eventually we both tired and slept for several hours. I packed when I woke up with his armpit over me again, but then I remembered my mom was gone for a couple of days. I relaxed with my eyes closed and stroked my hand over his naked body. Now for a while he was all mine and I wanted to explore him with no rush. I pulled the cover off us and he rolled onto his back. I was instantly hard just looking at his body. I rubbed his soft chest with the rounded pec muscles and hairy chest. I rubbed his thick pubic bush and then smelled my fingers. I loved his gamey odors. I rubbed my size 8.5 feet against his size 13 stud feet. I was horny again! I scooted down and rested my head on his hip and stroked his pes and balls. Eventually he woke up and moaned. “You horny little fucker!” he said groggily. “You want more, huh, you little cum-hole of mine!” “Yeah!” “Well here, take care of this first!” He pulled my head down on his pes and held it there. His pes was soft again. Without warng, hot piss hit the back of my throat. I wiggled to get free. “Come one chief, you gotta drain it if you want my load. You better swallow fast cause my morng piss is coming now!” With my head in his vice grip, I had to swallow fast to keep my mouth from filling and choking. I swallowed the strong and salty piss as it sprayed into my mouth. After he was done, he let go. When I nearly chocked, the piss sprayed out of my nose! I pulled off and was angry. “Fuck man, why did you do that? He was laughing. He was cracking himself up and his hand slapped my knee. “Don’t be a bad sport!” I stood up to leave and he pulled my leg and I fell on top of him. He started tickling me under my arms and I squirmed to get away. We wrestled for the next few minutes. Both of us with full hard-ons. I was extremely ticklish under my arms and on my ribs. He tortured me nor several minutes. Finally, he pinned me down hard and kissed me. “Come one now buddy. Calm down.” Slowly, he released me and started kissing me tenderly. He licked over my face and mouth. “Fuck I wanna eat your alive!” he laughed. He play-bit my chin. “I know how to treat my little cum-lover!” Andrew slid down to my waist and started sucking my dick. I put my hands behind my head and closed my eyes. He rubbed my belly and deep throated me. That was no effort I guess; I wasn’t very big down there compared to him. With ease, lara eve gelen escort he engulfed me. With my entire pes in his mouth, he was able to lick my balls at the same time by sticking is tongue out. It was a long and sensual blow job. When a spit covered finger slipped into my ass, I jumped. “Dude, I’m too sore to fuck!” “Calm down, sport. It’s just a finger!” I relaxed again. Andrew finger fucked with one hand and jacked me with the other while he sucked my head. The finger did the trick. I started cumming hard. He cupped his mouth tight to catch all of my spurts. When I finally stopped spasming, he quietly moved up over me. He slid his hands up my arms to push the down on either side of me. He used both hands to force my hands over my head. He held them there with the left hand and used other one to pry my mouth open sideway. He opened his mouth to let a large cumload drool down into my mouth. After all my cum and loads of his spit drooled over my lips in into my waiting mouth. I gulped to swallow. He lay down on me and kissed my forehead. “Thanks, cum lover. Wake me in an hour. I think it’s time to take you fishing.” He was snoring in seconds. – – – Later in the morng, Andrew and I got up and showered. While he soaped me up, we chatted. “How’d you like your first fuck with the monster?” “My ass needs ice on it!” I joked. “But it was hot as fuck!” “Yeah, I knew you’d like it. Don’t think it was the last one either.” He put his arm around me and sucked on my neck. “I’m gonna be tappin’ this beautiful ass every chance I get. Fuck man, you make me so horny. I’m gonna have a hard time at work every day concentrating with your tight squeezebox on my mind.” I was so flattered. It made me feel so good that he was going crazy over me. I was driving my hunky stepdad crazy with lust! After we showered, we went out to the garage and I helped him load the cooler and fishing gear into the truck. Had had several fishing rods hanging on the garage wall. The large tackle box was filled with all kind of crazy lures and rubber things. We stopped at the store for beer, ice, and sodas. An hour later we arrived at a bait shop and bought some nasty shit like chicken livers and gooey stuff for fishing bait. He bought a container of the foul-smelling gunk. At last, we headed for his favorite “secret fishing spot”. We were in the shaded part of a stretch of water that flowed under huge bridge and no one else was around. Over the next two hours, Andrew took time to show me how to fish for catfish. I was taught how to tie the fishing line/attach the hook and bait it the “right way”. I sucked at casting the line into the water, but I practiced for a while and finally got the hang of it. Andrew caught three huge catfish in the next hour but I caught nothing. The coolness from the morng was wearing off. We both pulled our shirts off as the temperature rose. I admired him standing there in his baseball cap and stubbly face. When I finally got a tug on the line, he put his arms around me help me reel it in. “That’s it…pull it!” “I got one!” I shouted. “I could fuck you here and no one would know it!” he said lowly. When the fish came out of the water, he helped me get it off of the hook. We were dripping with sweat. “I think that’s enough for now. We’ll take this fish home and clean them and freeze them for later. Right now, I am starving. Let’s head up the road for lunch!” We packed up all the gear and headed back to the truck. He wiped off his sweat from his face and back with a towel we’d brought. He tossed it to me and pulled his shirt on. I took a deep huff of it and then wiped it all over my body. We made eye contact and he gave me a searing, sexy look that made me blush. Once back in the truck, we drove down the winding rural roads on our way to the highway. It was quiet for only a couple of minutes. “Hey partner, I saw your checking me out all morng. Why don’t you take it out and treat yourself to some of your step dad’s jizz!” “It’s daylight!” I said. “No one can see. Come on. Take it out and make it feel good, son.” I got chills when he called me son! That one word did it for me. I shyly bent toward him and clumsily unzipped his khaki’s. He had no underwear on, so I pulled the sweaty soft dick from his shorts. I peeled back the foreskin and sffed it. I started sucking Andrew’s dick as he drove. “Fuck yeah, that’s it. Show me the love!” I bobbed my head up and down. I was so nervous to do this in a moving truck. What if someone passed us. My nerves didn’t do anything to my pes, however. It was fully hard and was leaking precum in my boxers. “That’s it. Swallow it all. All the way down!” When I moved all the way down, he held my head there! I gagged and packed to breathe. “Relax that throat. And watch those teeth!” I struggled to breath. I found by pushing his dick forward with my hand it moved down enough for me to take a breath. His grip eased and I started bobbing up and down faster. I made sure I went all the way down on each stroke so he wouldn’t hold me down again. “That’s it slugger, you’re gonna be a class-A cocksucker soon.” Precum constantly flowed from his large piss slit. He softly ran his fingers through my hair. I got on my knees on the other seat to avoid stretching my sore back. “You look so hot sucking me off. Your pert boy-butt looks so fine in the air!” His cocky attitude only made me horer. I considered taking my dick out to jack, but I decided to concentrate on making him cum. I wanted to taste his cum more than I wanted to release my own. I didn’t realize at the time the power this man’s cock had over me. He seemed to be in no rush. He turned on the radio and started humming to it! When I paused and looked up, I found we’d been on the highway for several minutes! “Why you stoppin’ stud? You ain’t done yet.” I sucked up and down and started using my hand to jack the lower half. I let the foreskin ride up over his upper dick so that he was getting double the stimulation. That did the trick. “Uggggh!” I felt the truck lurch and slow down abruptly. On the shoulder of the road, he put the truck in `park’ and came in my mouth! When I lifted my head up, he used his fingers to push some of the cum back into my mouth. “You missed a drop, Chris. I’d think a hungry little cocksucker like you wouldn’t miss a drop of his daddy’s cum!” I felt kind of belittled now. “Now sit your ass down. We’ll be there soon!” He put the truck back in gear and sped up the 75MPH. – – – We pulled up to the restaurant and parked. I felt dirty and sticky. I pulled my shirt on and slipped on my flipflops. I hopped out of the truck and followed him into the old hamburger dive. Inside, a fat red haired waitress with enormous tits seated us. She took our drink order and disappeared. I looked through the menu and it was mostly just burgers, hotdogs, fries, etc. I tried to make up mind if I wanted a burger with the works or a hotdog. The waitress reappeared with our drinks. “What you want handsome?” She asked. When I was about to answer, Andrew talked over me. “I’ll have the triple meat cheeseburger, hold the oons. Stick some bacon on there…and can you give me double fries?” he asked. “Sure babe, got it. And you sweetie?” “Well, I was wondering…how big is the hotdog?” She chuckled, “Well honey a hot dog is a hot dog.’ Andrew butted in, “I think he’s wanting a huge hotdog with a fat wiener, right son? Yeah, he’ll take the fattest wiener you got, the bigger the better. Say, he loves them filled with mayo too!” My face burned red! Why was he trying to embarrass me like that? “I can give you a double or triple order–three hotdog sound good?” she asked. “Yes ma’am.” “Got it. I’ll go put your order in, boys.” As she walked away, Andrew chuckled. “What the fuck?” I said. “Well, you loved stuffing your face with my sausage earlier!” I glared at him and he just acted normally and read through the menu unaffected. “I gotta go piss!” I said sharply and got up. When I got to the bathroom, a guy drying his hands looked at me strangely. He wasn’t the first to do so either. When we had walked in, a young girl stared at me too–not in a good way. An old man was at the urinal, so I used the stall and urinated. After I flushed, I went to the sink to wash my hands. Then I gasped. My neck was covered in hickies! I turned sideways and my neck was bruised under the Adam’s apple. I pulled the collar of my t-shirt downward and saw more under the shirt. There was no way to hide it all. Andre had covered all side of my neck with hickies. Since we woke up, I had never looked in a mirror! Now I was mortified. I had to go back to the table through all the families eating and have them see my neck covered in dark spots. I felt really pissed at Andrew. He knew it and didn’t say a word. When I got back to the table, he was munching on a huge, fat burger. Three hotdogs sat on a plate in my side of the table. I sat down and got mad again. Each hotdog had mayonnaise squirted up and down it instead of mustard. When the waitress passed, I flagged her down. “I didn’t order it like this!” “You can lick the white stuff off like you do it home!” Andrew snarked. The sde comment was lost on the waitress. She simply picked it up and left with the plate. She returned in few minutes with another three hotdogs with mustard on them. Andrew sggered again and resumed stuffing his face. – – – We drove quietly on the way home. I had felt so good before we ate lunch. He’d humiliated me in the restaurant–not to mention got me all spotted with fucking hickies! In my pissed mood, I just lay against the window and fell asleep. When we got home, I stepped out and helped him with the gear. I was still pissed. After the crap was out of the truck, I went to go to my room but he called out. “We gotta clean the fish, buddy. Where you going?” “Clean them you fucking self!” I snapped. “Whoa man! What’s up your ass? Defitely not my dick yet!” I went off on him about humiliating me at the restaurant. As I was fishing up my rant, he was putting his arms around me. Just his touch made my dick start to swell. “Come on puppy, don’t be so sensitive. A real man can take some ribbing, yeah?” He bbled on my ear and stuck his hot tongue in it. His hot breath blew on my neck. Andrew slipped his hand in my shorts and played with my cock. “Hey pony, you’re already hard just from daddy’s touch. See, you’re not really so mad, are you?” He looked into my eyes with those sexy eyes and perfect lashes. A few quick blinks did me in. “I guess not,” I sighed. “Now come on. I’ll teach you how to gut the fish.” We spent the next hour cleang the fish and clearing the mess. We stunk of fish, so we slipped into the shower again. We took a fast and cold shower. The water felt really good. “Your mom’s gonna be really horny when she gets home. Cooped up for 3 days with your grandma and Sherry! I hope I have enough seed left when she gets back. I might have to tell her I’m too tired. I don’t mind eating her out, but she’s never satisfied until she gets the sausage!” That kind of talk didn’t bother me anymore. I was used to it. In fact, it kind of turned me on. Not the part of about him eating mom’s pussy, but that she wasn’t satisfied until she had his fat cock in her. I could identify with that! Andrew was beat after the long day. He plopped on the couch naked and took a nap. I enjoyed seeing him naked in the open, but I was tired too. I went to my room and rolled onto the bed. The sheets smelled of our bodies. I pulled the soiled sheets over me and inhaled the odors of man-sex. I fingered my hole to test it. I wondered if it wasn’t too sore for another fucking before mom got home! To be continued…

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