Date: Mon, 26 Jul 1999 03:24:11 EDT
From: Dklvr@aol.com
Subject: Step-dad Needs It

Please do not read any further if you are not at least 18 years of
age. This is a true story about sex between two men. If that bothers you,
then stop reading now. Remember to always practice safe sex.  Please do not
use this story for anything other than your personal enjoyment.

Step-dad needs it!

If you read my first story you know that I have been fascinated and turned
on by men from a very young age. I had my first encounter with an older
cousin, Rick. This is a story about the beginnings of a very special
relationship I had with my step-father.

When I was 15, my mom and dad decided it was time to call it quits. My mom,
being a young-at-heart and very spirited, immediately began dating. It was
only about six months before the wedding announcement and in another couple
of months we had a step-dad.

At this time my mom was about 43 years old. Her husband was only 35. Both
acted and dressed younger. They were very active and enjoyed life. Mom is a
travel agent/tour guide so she is out of town often. This leaves her new
husband, Brock, home to watch me and the house. Brock has a nice body and
is good looking, even now, fifteen years later. He is about 6'1" dark blond
hair, blue eyes, and then about 190#. He works in construction which helps
to keep him fit and tan. I can remember sitting in the window waiting for
him to pull up, I loved to watch him walk into the house with those tight
jeans and tee shirt, work boots and tool belt.

Brock played a lot of sports with his friends, baseball, softball etc. When
he would come home after a game or a work out, he would always strip down
in their room and throw his clothes in a basket in the closet before
heading to the shower. I caught on quick and began sneaking in to sniff his
jock...  One time though I almost got caught. And was later very happy!!!!!

I heard Brock go into the bedroom, I waited til I heard the bathroom door
shut, then thinking he would be in the shower, I ran in and started
sniffing his jock strap. I looked for hairs and got excited thinking about
his cock being ther just minutes ago. Just then I heard the toilet and the
door begin to open, so I jumped into the closet so as to not get caught.
Brock walked over to the bedroom door, shut it and locked it. Then he
flipped on the tv and vcr and started watching a tape. I soon could tell it
was an adult movie because of the moans and cries. In the position I was
in, I could see Brock head to toe, but he couldn't see me. He lay on the
bed and began stroking his cock. I couldn't believe I was watching this god
of a man pleasure himself. He had one hand on his balls and one stroking
his cock. Every once in a while he spit into his hand for lube. It wasn't
very long before his toes curled and his legs stretched out, and with a
loud groan I saw strings of cum fly all over his chest and stomach. He
stroked for a few more seconds, then just lay back breathing very hard.
After a few minutes Brock got up and went to the shower. This was my chance
to get out. I went straight to my room and started yanking on my young cock
til I shot the biggest wad ever. The images of my step-father stroking his
cock were running through my head.

About a month later, my mom was on one of those three-week European tour
deals with a group of retired folks. This meant that Brock had not had any
in a couple of weeks. It was Friday and I guess he went out with the
"boys". When he came in, he was pretty well gone. He had a tough time
getting to the bedroom. So I tried to help. I put him on the bed and
started working on getting his boots off. He was snoring before I took his
socks off. What sexy feet I thought. My eyes traveled up his muscular legs
to his bulging crotch. I took advantage of him being out and looked at his
chiseled body really good. Man was mom lucky. Then I let my hand rest on
his thigh..... "I can't let him sleep in these uncomfortable clothes, can
I?" I thought o myself. So proceeded to take of his shirt. His tanned pecs
bulged out with his nipples rising just above the curly hair all over his
chest. Then I reached for the button on his jeans.  It was a little tough
but I finally got it open, lowered the zipper, the went down and pulled
them off from the bottom. He had a jock on, guess he ran out of clean
underwear. After I got him nearly naked, I sat on the bed next to him
admiring his great body. I ran my hand very lightly over his chest stomach
and then his jock. His head turned slightly and he made a sound with his
lips. I hesitated then let my hand explore. I knew that I should be doing
this but I couldn't help my self. I touched him everywhere. Then I just lay
there and looked at him in the dim light coming from the bathroom. The next
thing I knew I heard some funny noises. I had fallen asleep and woke up
laying next to Brock. Apparently he didn't realize I was there because he
was stroking that cock of his, it had to be 9" hard. He was moaning and
saying my mom's name. It a few minutes he shot his was all over himself,
and just went back to sleep.  When he did he lay his hand about 6 inches
from my face. It had big globs of cum on it. I looked at it for a few
seconds, then I licked it off. It was sweet and salty at the same time.
Then I ran to my room, locked the door and jerked my self off 4 or 5 times
that night.

In the morning, Brock was on his way out the door. He opened my door and
said that I needed to take the trash out and cut the grass.....he said if I
got everything done he would bring me a surprise home.  I did all my chores
and sat anxiously waiting to see what my surprise was gonna be. But you
will have to wait to hear about it in my next submission.

All comments are welcomed and appreciated.