Date: Fri, 9 Jun 2023 07:42:53 -0700 From: Xavier Lancaster Subject: Getting Searched Getting Searched by Xavier L This is a fictional story containing sex between a stepfather and a preteen boy. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading. If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them at http://xavierl.asslr.org. Many are also listed in the Authors section under XavierL at http://www.nifty.org/nifty/eprolific.html#xavierl. If you have ideas or fantasies you'd like to see turned into stories, feel free to email me. Don't send me too many details, though. Please email me with if you'd like to be notified when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at xavier.stories@gmail.com. Make sure to tell me which list(s) you would like to be included on (gay and/or str8/bi). Follow me on Twitter: @XavierStories2 My stepdad Jared and I have a weird relationship. Sometimes he's really cool, and sometimes he's just a dick. He's kind of strict as well. I guess he spent some time in prison, and he seems to act like our home should copy some of those rules. He's part Mexican so his skin is always light brown, and he has brown eyes. He's pretty fit and tones. I do like looking at him when he has his shirt off. Sometimes I use the excuse of looking more closely at his tattoos to get a better look at him. I guess I'm at the age where it's normal to look at people and wonder what they look like naked. I really like when I'm at the YMCA. I can go into the family lockers since I'm only 12, but I usually hang out where the adults are changing so I can see all the nude dudes. I've noticed Jared has a nice bulge in his shorts. He'll sometimes walk around in just boxers. Can't see his bulge in those, but every so often I get a bit lucky and get a small view of his goodies and his dark bush. Things have been a bit more tense lately because Mom has been working night shifts which means they don't see each other very much. I recently was stupid and stole some money from my mom's purse. So now whenever I'm leaving the house, or when I first get back, Jared wants to frisk me like he's a cop or something. At first it was really annoying. Okay, it often still is, but I do kind of like feeling his rough hands rubbing my body. A couple of times when he's had his hand in my pocket, he's rubbed my dick because I had some wood. The first time I kind of jumped. The last time he seemed to be spending more time rubbing it. Because of that, after I got home from hanging out with a friend when it was time to "assume the position" I got wood before he even got to my legs. When it was time for him to slip his hand into my pocket, my dick twitched when he touched it through the fabric. "What do we have here?" he asked as he started rubbing it more. I didn't answer because it was obvious, and I was really nervous now. Would he get pissed I got hard when he was rubbing me? When I didn't move away or say anything, he announced he was going to have to investigate further. I almost shuddered as I felt his fingers unbuttoning my jeans. He slowly undid each button of my fly. My mouth was dry, and my heart was pounding in my chest. He was against my backside, and I was pretty sure I could feel he was hard, too. Once my fly was unbuttoned, he slid my jeans slowly down my legs. His fingers casually glided up my legs, and I felt dizzy. Soon his fingers were rubbing the outline of my hard-on through my tighty whities, as he likes to call them. "I'm guessing you're interested in something," he said. Again I swallowed and didn't say anything. His hands slid up my stomach and chest, and he removed my T-shirt. He spent some time rubbing my nipples and my upper body. "Yes, you're very interested." His hands slid down my sides. Once they touched the waistband of my briefs, I felt them slide inside. He kept going downward so that my underwear ended up around my ankles. I was now naked as he was pressed against me. He ran his hands over my legs, my chest, and my tummy before I felt his fingers stroking my dick again. "I think I have something you want." I could feel his hands on my backside as he unbuckled his belt. I was nervous this was going to go differently than I hoped, but he wasn't taking his belt off. I wanted to turn my head so I could see what he was going, but that might piss him off. Soon he was pressed against me again, and this time I could feel his boner pressing into my butt cheeks. I could feel the heat from his naked body. My heart felt like it was pounding in my throat. "You stay right here," he said. He went over to my nightstand, and I could see he was naked. His dick was bigger than I thought. He fished around inside the drawer until he found my stash of lube packets from school. I swallowed hard as I watched him lubing up his cock. When he saw me looking, I caught a smile as I quickly turned my head. He returned to where I was standing, and I felt his dick sliding between my butt cheeks. "I haven't fucked an ass since prison. This should be fun." I winced as he entered me. "And I've never had one as tight as this. Damn." He took his time inserting it into my stinging hole. "I know you're only 12, but you're going to take my big brown cock like a man, ain't that right?" "Yes. Yes, sir." "That's a good white boy." He pulled out and guided me to my bed. He had me lie down so that my butt was at the edge of the bed with legs over the side. I felt him spit onto my hole before his dick was inside me again. He gradually moved it forward. At one point I took a mouthful of my blanket to deal with all the feelings I was having. Some of it was pain, some of it was definitely pleasure. Even though it hurt a bit, it felt so good to have him deep inside me. After a while, I could feel his bush against my cheeks, and shortly after he was pressed against me. "Damn you've got a hot ass," he said as he started slowly humping me. Suddenly he grabbed my blonde hair and yanked my head back. "And you keep your mouth shut about what we're doing. This is between you and me. Got it?" "Yessir." "This definitely won't be the only time I fuck you. This ass is too damn good." As my hole relaxed, he started moving faster. "So. Fucking. Tight." He started picking up speed, and a few moments later I could feel he was cumming. "Fuck!" he said. When he pulled out, he told me to stay on my bed. I heard him in the bathroom and could hear some water running. When he came back in, he had me sit on the edge of the bed. "Start sucking it to get me hard again. I need more time in your hole." He stuck his dick in my face, and I opened my mouth and took his meat into me. He was still pretty hard, but I guess it wasn't hard enough to fuck me. I started moving my head back and forth. I felt his hand on my head, and I looked up and saw he was watching me. "Yeah, I like watching that white face go down on my Mexican cock." I liked being able to admire his body while I worked his dick with my mouth. "You like sucking my dick, boy?" I nodded my head. I let my hand move over his abs and the thin black line of hair that went from his belly into the bigger bush. He started moving his hips back and forth. I felt his hand grab a fistful of my hair, but he wasn't pulling on it. "That's right, faggot. Take my cock! I know you want to swallow my cum. That's right. You're here to serve me, bitch." He was good and hard again, so he pulled out and motioned for me to get onto the bed. "My cock needs more of your tight white ass." As soon as I was lying flat he was on top of me, and his dick was pushing inside me. "You want me to fuck you, don't you?" "Yessir." "You want it bad. I want to hear you say it, whitey." "Fuck me, Jared!" He thrust it in harder than I had really wanted. It felt like my ass was on fire, so I took a mouthful of my pillow and clenched it in my fists. He seemed to not notice, or care, about my pain and just started humping me. "Your faggot ass is mine! I fucking own you." I was too busy biting down on the pillow and trying to push past the burning pain to say anything. After a bit, he slowed down and focused on longer, slower movements. This allowed me to catch my breath. The pain was going down, and it started to feel better. I was able to loosen my grip on the pillow and breathe more easily. "I can't believe how good you feel." I was now at a point where I wasn't as in as much pain so I moaned lightly as a reply. "Yeah you love that cock. I bet you've wanted it for a while." He was going at a steady pace now. "I can't wait to feel your throat as you swallow my cum next time." He started doing deeper thrusts now. "You're gonna keep my balls nice and empty." "Yes, Jared." He started moving faster. "Oh gawd yes!" "You like it good and deep, faggot." "Give it to me!" I said without even thinking. He was only too happy to follow through, and I moaned even more loudly. Some of that was just for show because I knew he liked it, but it did feel really good. He kept pounding my butt roughly for a while. When he came, he let his body relax against me. I could feel his sweat and heavy breathing. When he pulled out, he moved so he was sitting on the edge of the bed. I squeezed my ass muscles to try to get rid of some of the soreness. After a few minutes, he slapped me once on the butt, got up, grabbed his clothes off the floor and left my room. Mom was off work for the next couple of days, so nothing else happened between us. Things felt a bit weird around him, but at least he wasn't being as strict with me. The first night she was back to work, I had been home alone and was watching TV when Jared came home. He went into their room to change. He came back into the living room wearing only shorts. I moved on the couch so he could sit in his usual space. He got a drink before joining me. Shortly after he sat down, I saw him pull his shorts off. His dick was semihard. "Time for you to suck my cock." I adjusted so I could do this more comfortably. I started sucking on his growing meat. It was kind of fun feeling his dick growing in my mouth. "You're gonna swallow every drop of my cum." I admired his body while I moved my head up and down on his hardness. "It's fucking hot watching your lips sliding over my cock." I could smell his manly scent as I continued slobbering on his meat. I started moving faster and taking more of him into my mouth. "Yeah, you love having my cock in your mouth, don't you, faggot?" I made a moaning sound as I kept working his stiffy. He grabbed my hair and pulled it so that my head went backward. "Don't you, faggot?" "Yes! Yes, Jared!" "What do you want to do to my big dick?" "Suck it! I want to suck it, Jared. And . . . and drink your cum. Give it to me!" He shoved my face down. His dick bounced off my cheek, so I had to turn my head to get it back in my mouth. Soon he started pushing my head down further. I coughed a couple of times when his dick went deep, but I kept going. He started pumping his hips a bit like he was having sex with my mouth. I felt almost hungry now and began trying to take more of his cock down my throat. "You want all my meat in your mouth you hungry little bitch." I moved faster as I felt his fingers grip my head more firmly. "Fuck yeah," he said as he started thrusting his dick upward harder. After a bit, he got up from the couch. He stood right in front of me, so I moved quickly to sit on the edge. I took him into my mouth, and he grabbed my head and started fucking my throat. His low-hanging balls bumped against my chin. I grabbed onto his butt and tried to take more of him, but I couldn't get him in all the way without feeling like I was going to throw up. When he slowed down, I looked upward. He looked intense. He started moving slowly, though. He seemed to really get off on watching his dick sliding back and forth in my mouth. "Goddamn this feels so good." I started moving my head back and forth at the same speed he was using while continuing to look into his eyes as I sucked him. After a while, he guided me so I was on my back. I figured he was going to fuck me, but instead he moved so that one of his knees was by my side, and his other foot was on the floor. He moved so that he could feed his dick to me. He leaned until his hands were on the arm of the couch supporting his weight, then he began making humping motions with his hips. I gagged every few thrusts, but he didn't seem to notice. He just kept pushing his dick into my throat. I moved my hands up and down the back of his legs and his butt cheeks. This seemed to turn him on because he started pumping more. "You were meant to suck cock." I stared at his brown skin and the black bush of hair as he continued pumping his dick into my throat. A while later, he was sitting back down. I followed him and returned his hard-on to my mouth as fast as I could. Soon he was guiding me to move faster, and a bit later I could feel his dick twitching inside my mouth as he shot his load down my throat. I swallowed like he had said, especially since I knew I would gag if I didn't. His cock seemed to need to shoot a lot. When it finally slowed down, he had me suck on his balls. As I did this, I noticed a bit of white stuff on the tip of his cock, so I licked that off. It was salty. I was a bit sad when he had me stop. As he got up, he told me, "Well done." "Better than prison?" I asked. He chuckled. "Way better." When he came back from the bathroom, he pulled his shorts back on and started cooking dinner. We ate our meal pretty much in silence which was normal. After loading the dishwasher, we sat down on the couch. I don't usually sit too close to him, but this time I felt like I wanted to so I moved closer. I kept looking at his bulge. It felt different now when I saw it since we had done so much. After a bit, I decided to reach out and touch it through his shorts. I used a finger to draw around the outline of his soft meat. "You needing more cock?" I nodded my head before saying, "Yes, Jared." I felt his hand on the back of my head, and he gently guided me down so that my mouth was pressed against his bulge. "Where do you need it, faggot?" he said softly. "In my . . . in my butt. Fuck me, Jared." He let go of my head and told me to go to my bedroom. I almost ran to my room. I quickly stripped out of my clothes and lied on my bed. I looked over when I heard him coming down the hallway. When he came into my room, he was naked, and his dick was sticking out from his body. "I'm gonna pound you good and hard," he said as he climbed onto my bed. "Do it!" It hurt a bit as he started sliding his cock into me. He didn't really take his time, and my ass was burning as he buried his meat inside me. I moaned both from pain and because it felt kind of good. Soon I could fell his body against mine, and he started slowly humping me. He quickly built up speed until I was kind of bouncing on my bed as he rammed his cock into my butt. After a bit, he slowed down and did slow, deep thrusts. I took a few deep breaths. "Your ass is so hungry for my cock." "Oh gawd," I said as he started picking up speed and slamming his dick forward. He grabbed my pillow and yanked it out from underneath my head. I moved my butt up as I felt him stuffing the pillow beneath my hips. I clenched at my sheet as he started ramming it into me harder. I know he likes it when I make noise, so I started moaning a little louder than usual. Sure enough he started going faster. He would occasionally change his pace, but for most of the time he was going pretty hard. When he came, he collapsed against me. "Goddamn," he sighed as his dick twitched inside my hole. When he got up off my bed, he said, "You might as well stay naked. I'm gonna hit that again tonight." I stayed on my bed a bit to rest. I clenched my butt muscles to try to get some relief from the soreness. When I left my room, I joined him on the couch. He was still naked, too, and I was glad he let me cuddle up against him. I played with the wiry hairs from his black bush of hair by his dick. I traced the small line of hair that went from the bush to his belly. I noticed I could see some veins that kind of led to his abs, and I traced those with my fingers. I enjoyed being able to explore his body and feel closer to him. I know he wanted to fuck me again. Things were different between us since this all started, and I wanted to see if that would get even better. So after a bit I moved my fingers to his dick and started rubbing his soft skin. As my hand went further down his meat, he spread his legs. I took hold of his dick and brought my mouth down to it. I started sucking on the tip. "You need more of my cock, little boy?" "Yes, sir." "Get it hard." I felt his hand sliding up and down my bare body, and I got tingles. "This time we're gonna see how long I can last inside that tight, cock-hungry hole." "I hope it's a long time," I said as I took more of his growing meat into my mouth.