Date: Sat, 13 May 2023 07:06:54 -0700 From: Xavier Lancaster Subject: Sucking on My FIngers Sucking on My Fingers by Xavier L This is a fictional story containing sex between a stepfather and his preteen stepson. 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 11-year-old stepson Grant has always been quite affectionate. Sometimes his . . . exuberance has seemed a bit off or much, but he was without a male figure in the home for quite a while before his mom and I married. He's pretty athletic and has a lot of energy, and he's also able to just chill which is nice. One weekend we were staying with his mom's parents. They had some special event that she was a part of. It was kind of an adults-only situation, so I stayed back at their house with Grant. We were sitting downstairs watching a movie on their TV. I was sitting in a reclining chair near the fireplace. Grant was sitting at my feet since he wanted to be near the fire as well. He rested his head against my leg, and I absentmindedly played with his blonde hair for a bit. After a while I could feel him rubbing his cheek against my hand as it rested on my knee. I rubbed his cheek with my index finger, and that's when shit got real. All of a sudden I felt my finger in his mouth. I looked down to see him slowly sucking on my finger. He did that for a bit before also taking my middle finger into his mouth. I watched his red lips sliding up and down my fingers, and there was no preventing wood. Soon he turned his body so he was facing me. As he sucked on my fingers, I watched his small hand rest on my thigh before it slowly started sliding upward. My heart was racing, and my mouth got dry as his hand snaked up my leg. Soon it was entering my shorts, and seconds later I felt his small fingers massaging my dick. His sucking on my fingers was clearly suggestive. Many things ran through my mind, but I found my fingers at the waistband of my shorts, and they were pushing the black fabric down. I was going commando, so my dick sprang out of my clothing pretty quickly. His gaze locked on my hard Johnson, and as soon as my shorts were past my knees and sliding down to my ankles, he was moving between my legs. My fingers gripped the arm supports of the chair as I watched him take my hairy sac into his mouth. A few moments later he was standing up, and I watched him bend over. I bit my lower lip as I felt his lips sliding over the tip of my dick. He carefully licked the precum oozing from the head before taking me deeper into his mouth. I closed my eyes as I felt him treating my dick like he had my fingers. He sucked on me for a while before asking if we could move to the couch so he could be more comfortable. I kicked off my shorts and quickly went to the couch. I lay down with one of my feet resting on the floor, my legs spread wide. He moved into position readily, and I watched him return to sucking my cock. He was taking his time as if he was savoring every bit of my meat. I was heating up so I yanked my T-shirt off and dropped it on the floor. His little hand moved over my abs as he continued working my dick. I couldn't stop staring at his bright red lips as they slid up and down my stiff rod. There were so many things I wanted to say, but the only sounds in the room were the crackling from the fire and the wet slurping sound of him working my meat. His mouth was fucking making love to my stiffness. He acted like my cock was the most important thing for him. Like it was the source of his breath. He actively worked to go down deeper, and when he finally took me all the way down his throat, I sighed, "Grant." His hands moved up and down as much of my body as they could as he continued working my meat steadily. Soon I was arching my back as he brought me closer to orgasm. I lay one of my arms over my mouth to try to keep from crying out when I came. He grabbed onto my butt cheeks as he picked up speed slightly. I finally rested a hand on top of his head as I could feel the pressure building. Soon my body went stiff as my cock blasted my load down his throat. He swallowed eagerly as my dick kept shooting jizz into the boy's mouth. He kept milking me until I finally had him stop. He lay his head next to my pubes and watched as my meat slowly shrunk. The sound of gravel on the driveway upstairs caught both of our attention, and I quickly got my clothes back on. "That was . . . fucking incredible, Grant." The rest of the weekend was rather uneventful, though I did feel a bit awkward around him. Whenever I would look at his face, I would see him going down on me. It would be a couple more days before this happened again. We were relaxing downstairs in the rec room watching a movie. His mom announced she was going to go shower. We were cuddled on the couch, and as soon as we could hear her footsteps on the floor above us, his hand was rubbing my bulge in my lounge pants. As my dick began responding, he undid the strings on my pants, and I didn't resist when he started pulling them down. As soon as they were at my knees, I was inside his mouth. I couldn't believe this was happening again, and I was a bit nervous with us not being alone in the home. His mouth felt so damn good, though. Since I wasn't sure how long his mom would be upstairs, I put my hand on his head and guided him to move faster. "We'll need to make this quicker," I said. He responded by increasing his pace. His mom isn't exactly an eager cocksucker, so it was nice having someone be more responsive while giving me head. Soon I had both of my hands on his head and was shoving his head down while I pumped my dick deeper into his throat. "Yeah, suck that fucking cock." After a bit, I heard the water turn off. I got off the couch and stood in front of him. I guided his head toward me and felt the moist heat of his mouth. While holding onto his head, I started using my hips to fuck his throat. As I picked up speed pumping into his mouth, I felt his small hands grab onto my butt, and for some reason that made this hotter than ever. I moved onto the couch and was straddling his body. I grabbed onto the back of the sofa and basically pinned his head against the cushion as I plowed his throat. "That's right! Take that cock, boy!" I didn't last much longer and could hear him cough a little as my cum shot down his throat. As my orgasm waned, I slowly humped his mouth for a bit more before pulling out. As I was pulling up my pants, I could see him wiping away tears, and his face was red. "Sorry if that was too rough," I said. The sound of popcorn being made upstairs was a distraction. "It was fun!" He seemed to be serious so I was a bit relieved. I heard the microwave alert go off that it was finished, so that ended our conversation for now. The weekend arrived, and we were all doing some chores. After lunch, my wife announced she was headed to Costco. She was going to a different one than our local store since they had different things. We cleaned up as she got her stuff and left. As soon as she was pulling away in her car, Grant said, "I want to suck your dick again." "Do you really think this is a good idea?" I mean I enjoyed it, but it also felt weird with him being so young, a dude, and my stepkid. "Don't you like it?" "Well, yeah, but—" "So this time I want to take my time, and I want to do it with you naked on my bed." I smiled. "You're awfully demanding." "I'm doing all the work." While I still felt kind of bad this was happening, I did follow him to his bedroom. He watched me eagerly as I took off all my clothes. I laid down on his bed. He moved between my legs, and he began by sucking on my nuts. He then slowly licked up my shaft which made it twitch. He treated the tip like it was a lollipop before licking up my cock again. I closed my eyes as he gently sucked on the head. I felt his hand slide over my abs, and he began exploring my body with his fingers as he took more of me into his mouth. He slowly slid his mouth up and down my throbbing cock, and it almost felt like a bit of torture. I didn't understand why he seemed to enjoy doing this so much, but I also wasn't going to complain. At one point he stopped while he took his shirt off. It was so different feeling his skin against mine as he continued working my cock. His hands were on my sides, and my hands glided up and down his small arms and shoulders. "Fuck you suck so well," I said finally. I watched him, and you could see the look of enjoyment on his face as he worked my meat. "You sure do love my cock." He didn't say anything, and a reply really wasn't necessary. I really wanted to grab his head and shove my dick down his throat, but it was also hot just letting him have control. After a bit, he adjusted his position so he could take me deeper. "Yes," I hissed as he swallowed more of my rod. I rubbed his legs with mine as he continued working me. It felt weird to feel hair on someone else's legs while they're blowing me. Every woman I've been with shaves their legs. But his were also smaller which added to the heat. He continued with the slow pace, and as things started building up it was like taking edging to a new level. When he released me and went back to my balls, I really just wanted to grab his head and thrust it down so I could unload. I ended up lasting longer than I expected, and by the time I shot it was a huge release of tension. I did grab his head as I jizzed. "Goddamn!" I said as he dutifully milked my cock. He continued giving it his mouth's attention until it finally started to relax. Once again he cuddled me with his face near my groin. I played with his hair. "What started all this?" I finally asked. "I kept hearing people talking about it, and I watched a couple of videos. I just wanted to do it to you." I was going to say something about it not being a good idea for him to be watching those kinds of videos, but this was like the third time he had blown me so that just seemed stupid to say. Whenever we were alone, he enjoyed playing with my dick. One morning he decided to take things up a notch. It was a weekend, and I ended up sleeping in which is kind of rare. I was awoken by a mouth on my morning rocket. At first I thought it was my wife, but as I touched the head that was moving up and down, I realized it was Grant. Then I had a moment of panic because I was still in our bed. "Dude, your mom!" "She left to go meet up with some friends," he said. I tossed back the sheet so I could enjoy the view and noticed he was naked, too. "Well, this is an excellent way to wake up." He moved to suck on my balls for a bit. Then he licked up my treasure trail and kissed my belly button. He moved so he was straddling me as he licked his way up my torso until he was sucking on one of my nipples. I was enjoying this change and used my fingers to glide up and down his bare skin. He reached behind himself and grabbed my throbbing cock. Soon I felt my dick between his butt cheeks which surprised me, and before I could even react I felt the tip poke into his tight hole. "Grant!" "I want to feel what it's like," he said as he sat down more. "You really shouldn't—fuck!" My ability to resist was pretty much abandoned as more of my meat slid into his virgin hole. He had apparently lubed up before coming into my bed. As he worked to sit down on my rod, I started humping his hole lightly. I watched the expressions on his pain switch between an occasional wince and pure pleasure. He was so determined. I grabbed his ass and massaged his cheeks as he sat down more. When he finally was sitting in my lap, I rubbed his bare chest and legs. I was consumed with lust. He rode me for a few moments before moving off. I wanted to grab him and tell him not to move, but he was lying down next to me. "Fuck me, Jess." I was taken aback by him saying this, but I certainly wasn't about to argue. I rolled over, returned my aching cock to his sweet ass and started fucking him. Being in such a tight hole and feeling his smaller body beneath me just unleashed my lust. Seeing his eyes closed, the red flush to his face, and his mouth hanging open as I moved inside him drove me wild. I wanted to say all these nasty things to him, but it felt awkward as I looked at his boyish face. I couldn't stop thinking about how I was fucking a little kid, but my mind would remind me he was the one who sat on my cock. He was the one who told me to fuck him. Then he moaned. That was all my lust needed to hear. My orgasm was building, and I started pounding his small, young ass. "Jess," he sighed, and I blew my load. When I finished cumming in his sweet hole, I rolled off him. We cuddled for a bit before I suggested we take a shower together. That was more enjoyable than I had expected for some reason. I had questions but decided against them. Even though the kid had been sucking my dick and now took it up the ass, it still felt weird talking to him about sex. A couple of nights later Grant showed me he's still good for a surprise. His mom and I were in bed just getting ready to turn out the lights when he showed up. "Can I sleep with you guys tonight?" "Is something the matter?" my wife asked. "I don't know. I just feel weird and would feel more comfortable in here." She looked at me, and I just shrugged. "All right," she said. He climbed onto the bed between us. They cuddled for a bit before she turned over to go to sleep. Once she rolled over, his hand was on my dick. I was rock hard in no time, naturally. As soon as her breathing changed and you could hear a light snore, he was moving down the bed under the sheets. I smiled as I felt his wet lips sliding over my stiff meat. He slowly blew me while his mother's snoring got a little louder. Soon he stopped sucking me and moved back to his regular position. I was confused as I saw him turn onto his side so he was facing his mom. Then he reached behind himself, grabbed my dick and tugged on it. I got the hint and moved onto my side and carefully slid closer. I put my hand out and found his bare hip. I slid my hand down his leg and found his underwear by his knees. He started moving backward, and I gripped my cock as I felt his butt cheeks. I had to strain from making a noise as I entered him. The tight grip of his butt on my cock felt so damn good. He slowly moved himself backward so that my dick was being buried in his hole. I wanted to just shove it in, but the slow pace was a turn-on, especially since he was the one making sure his ass swallowed my throbbing cock. At one point I saw him pull the pillow up so that it covered his face, and I assumed he was muffling moaning. I took hold of his small bare hip and pushed so that I closed the remaining distance. As I let him adjust to having my full meat inside him, I let my hand glide up and down his naked body. He felt so small and that was so damn hot. I took hold of his little wood and slowly stroked him as I started gently moving my hips. I couldn't go full bore since that would likely wake up my wife. Being forced to slide my dick back and forth casually was such a challenge. I really just wanted to plow his ass! It was really tough when I would pull it back more and reinsert it. I couldn't just ram it in. I had to slowly feed him my cock. It felt amazing, but my lust had other ideas. Occasionally, I would gently bite his shoulder to keep from moaning, talking dirty, or rolling him over so I was on top and could just go for it at the speed my cock desired. The feeling of his silky skin didn't help either. As I got closer to orgasm it was even more challenging to just not fuck the hell out of him. When I finally came, I had to cover my mouth with my hand. I wanted to fall asleep while I was still inside him, but I couldn't risk having his mother wake up and notice that he had his underwear pushed down his legs. I begrudgingly pulled out, took hold of his briefs and slid them back into place before spooning him again and quickly falling asleep. During the day at work it was almost hard to not think about everything. At home it was becoming difficult to even look at him without feeling my dick waking up. I wanted to get a photo of his hot ass or when his mouth was stuffed with my dick, but I obviously couldn't risk that being found. When my wife let me know he was going to have a day off school, and we were discussing how best to handle that since she didn't want him home alone the whole day, it was hard to not get too excited. It was gonna be time to let loose.