Date: Mon, 17 Oct 2011 23:34:58 -0600
From: Xavier Lancaster <xavier.stories@gmail.com>
Subject: Winning Points with My Stepdad

Winning Points with My Stepdad
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.

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My stepdad Stan and I don't really get along all that well.  I've tried,
but it seems everything I do pisses him off.  Some of it is stuff I've
tried to change, and others, like my faux hawk, I've just decided to
ignore.  I have some half brothers, and he doesn't treat the same way he
does me, so I guess it's because I'm not his kid.  Unfortunately, at 11 I'm
the oldest so I get even more shit.  Most of the time it doesn't bother me,
but I see how he can be with his own children and sometimes that's just
hard to watch.

Lately he's been a bit nicer, and so I've tried to be even better to
hopefully win him over.  Tonight he and my mom have been arguing a lot, so
I've tried to avoid him.  When everyone else was in bed, I could hear them
yelling.  I tried to listen to make sure it wasn't about me, and heard him
saying "But you never suck it! You always say you'll do it but then you
don't!"

"I don't like sucking dick, Stan! How is this a surprise for you?"

I heard their door slam.  By the sound of the steps I could tell it was my
stepdad.  The door to his den opened and slammed shut.  My heart was
pounding.  Maybe THIS would be the thing that got him to change toward me I
wondered.  Yeah it would mean sucking his dick, but if I did it well enough
maybe he'd like me.  I had heard guys really liked getting blowjobs.
Obviously that was true since Mom and he were fighting about it.  I made my
mind up.  No matter how gross it might be, I was going to try.

I crept out of my room and carefully slid into his den.  He was sitting in
his chair at his computer.  I could hear moaning coming from the movie he
was watching.  When I got nearer I softly called out his name.  "SHIT!" he
said, covering his groin and hunching over.  "Get the fuck out of here!"

"I can help, Stan."

"You can help what? Get the fuck out Liam!"

I was scared, but I knew I had to do this.  "I heard you and Mom
fighting. What you said she wouldn't do.  I'll do it."

He pivoted in his chair and looked at me.  I noticed he was naked, his
boxers lying on the floor at his feet.  "What the fuck are you saying?" he
asked, his big hands covering his crotch still.

Without thinking through everything, I moved between his legs and bent
down.  I used my nose to push at his fingers, and when they didn't move I
put my tongue out and licked at what I could tell were his balls.  "I'll
help out," I repeated.  When I felt his fingers relax, I pushed my tongue
between a couple of them.  I could taste his salty skin.  As I tried to get
to his dick, his fingers moved aside.  My first thought was Whoa!  He was a
lot bigger than me.  I guess that made sense since he was an adult.  There
was lots of dark brown hair just like the hair on his chest and head.

I stared at the tip of his dick.  I couldn't believe I was really going to
do this.  "You going to stare or you gonna fuckin' suck?" he said, waking
me from my trance.  I closed my eyes, opened my mouth and went down on him.
"FUCK!" he said as I felt his hardness slide over my tongue and past my
lips.  I moved up and down on the tip of his dick, but then he pushed my
head down further.  "If you're gonna suck it, do it right! Get that cock in
there boy!"  I relaxed as he shoved my head down making me gag.  I kept
doing it, though.  When I felt tears running down my cheek from the
choking, I didn't stop.  "That's a good buy! Suck that dick right!" he
said.  He called me a good boy!  I was so happy!  I grabbed his hips and
forced myself to swallow more of his cock.  This wasn't so bad, I thought,
and he really liked it.  That was crystal clear.

He continued forcing my head down, and I finally got to where I was gagging
less.  After several moments, though, it seemed like his dick actually got
bigger.  And then a few seconds later I was choking as salty stuff flooded
my mouth.  I started swallowing just because I couldn't move my head, and I
thought I might drown!  "Fuck yes!" he said. "Swallow that jizz!"  I kept
swallowing until it wasn't coming out so much, and then I continued
sucking.  He stopped me, though.  "That's enough for tonight."

I wiped my mouth as he let me move my head.  "Did I do it right?"

"Yeah, man. You did good."  He looked at me intensely.  "You up for more
practice, though?"

"Right now?" I asked excitedly.

He smiled.  He actually smiled.  "No, Liam. But soon. REAL soon."

"Sure. Whatever you want."  "Careful. You may never know where else I want
to put my dick."

I shrugged. I didn't know what he meant.  "Whatever you want, Stan."

He leaned forward, and I felt his hands grabbing my butt cheeks through my
briefs.  "Just remember that later. Now get out of here."

I ran from his den and into my room.  I couldn't believe it! My plan had
worked! And it wasn't so bad sucking his dick and swallowing that stuff.  I
could do it again no problem.  It took me a bit to fall asleep because I
was so excited, though.

In the morning I got up and joined my half brothers for breakfast.  Stan
came in, sat down, and started eating without saying much.  He was dressed,
and we were all still in PJs or underwear. When he was done eating, he said
"Liam, I need your help in the shed.  Get some shorts on."

"Yes, sir!" I replied quickly and ran to my room to get dressed.  When I
returned, Mom told me he was in the shed already.  I walked out.  The door
was closed, so I opened it and slid in.  When I turned around, I could see
his bare legs as he sat down, his shorts crumpled at his ankles.

"Get sucking, boy!"  I buried my face in his crotch and started blowing him
right away.  "Yeah, boy! Suck that fuckin' cock!"  I sped up and tried to
force as much of his thick meat into my throat as I could.  I could feel
his hand in my hair, and then I felt him grab a handful from the hawk area.
He pulled my head up with it.  "Put your hand on my dick and stroke it."  I
looked at him as I stroked his big cock.  His hand was still in my hair.
"Always thought that was a faggot haircut."  He let go of my hair, and I
continued moving my hand up and down his rod.

After a while he told me to pull down my shorts and underwear so he could
"check out the goods."  I dropped them right away.  He ran his hand up and
down my tummy and chest giving me gooseflesh.  "Turn around," he said
finally.  I did and could feel his hand rubbing over my ass cheeks slowly.
"Bend over and grab your ankles," he said.  He used to say that when he
whipped me, so I was kind of scared as I did as he told me.  He pulled my
cheeks apart, and then I heard the chair creak as he leaned forward.  I
could his finger rubbing my hole.  When he stopped it was just for an
instant, and then his finger returned but this time it felt wet.  And then
it pushed into my ass.  "Sonofabitch!" he breathed.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"Fuck no! That's one goddamned tight hole, Liam."  He fingered my butt for
a while, and when he pulled it out he told me I better get busy sucking.  I
started with his balls before going back to his big dick.  I blew him
steadily as he moaned and said things "Fuck yeah!" and "Ohmigawd!"

After a while of him grabbing my hair and forcing his cock deeper into my
throat, he pushed me away from him.  He stood up and pointed at me to get
into the chair.  I hopped up quickly, and he stood in front of me.  I
grabbed the back of his muscular thighs as I returned to sucking him.  He
had both of his hands on my head now and was really stuffing his cock deep
in my throat.  When he would pull back, I would gasp for air before he
plunged it back in.  He started going faster, and I could feel his leg
muscles tighten.  His moaning got louder, and then I heard him say "Here it
comes, Liam!" and then my throat was blasted by his saltiness.  I choked on
it since his dick filled so much of my mouth and it was rushing down my
throat.  I just started swallowing as fast as I could while he hissed
"Yessss!"

After I had milked his dick of his jizz, he pulled out of my mouth.  I
wiped my lips and chin with my forearm as he stared at me.  "Get on your
knees on the chair."  I started to move, and then he told me to make sure
my ass was pointing toward him. It felt weird sitting on my knees and legs
with my butt pointed in the air basically.  It was hard to do on the chair,
too.  My face was smashed up against the back of the chair as his finger
played with my hole again.  I looked back and saw him take his dick and
could feel it rubbing against my butt.  I felt it slide in my crack as he
grabbed my hips and rubbed his crotch against my ass cheeks.

When he finally let me up, he made me pull up his shorts and boxers.  When
they were all the way up, he grabbed me by the hair again.  His eyes burned
into mine: "You better never say a fucking word about any of this to
anybody."

"I . . . I won't! Promise!"

He actually lightly ran his fingers over my cheek before telling me I could
get dressed.  I saw him looking out the window as I pulled my clothes back
on. We headed toward the door, with me in front.  Suddenly he stopped me.
His hand went down into my shorts and he rubbed my dick before shoving my
shorts and underwear down more.  "If Mom asks, we were just doing some
organizing in here."  I nodded breathlessly, unsure of what was happening
right now.  "Can't wait to feel those lips on my fat dick again."  Just as
quickly as it started, his hands were off me and the doorknob was under his
hand.  I quickly yanked my shorts back up as he opened the door, and we
walked out together.

Later in the afternoon we were all sitting watching a movie together.
Except this time it was ME who got invited to sit in Stan's lap!  I was so
excited! He NEVER invites me to, and usually refuses when I ask.  I know
I'm 11 and supposed to be a big boy now, but it isn't fair when my brothers
always get the attention.  I noticed whenever Mom got up or wasn't looking,
he was rubbing my groin or kissing my neck.  A couple of times his hand was
even in my shorts!

When it was getting closer to dinnertime and Stan had to run to the store
to get something, guess who got asked to join him!  I didn't care that it
also involved us pulled over with me sucking him off, his finger moving
slowly back and forth in my butt.  I was finally getting some special
attention!  And I was having fun.  I enjoyed knowing I could make him make
all those sounds.

When we were finished and driving to the store, he told me "I have some big
plans for you tomorrow morning."

"Yeah?"

"You pretend you're sick.  I'll stay home from church while she takes the
rest of the family."

"What are we going to do?" I asked.

"It will just have to be a surprise."

We picked up the stuff Mom sent us for along with some other things.  I
wasn't sure why he was getting a bottle of stuff from near the condoms, but
I wasn't going to ask.

After bedtime Stan showed up in my bedroom.  He woke me up by pulling my
underwear down.  He got on top of me, and I could feel him rubbing his bare
body against me, his dick sliding back and forth in my crack.  "Do you want
me to suck it again?" I asked when I woke up more.

"No, I'm saving some of my load for tomorrow."  Then he was up and out of
my room.

In the morning I stayed in bed until Mom came to get me.  I pretended to be
sick, and Stan dropped by and asked what was up.  Mom told him how I wasn't
feeling well, and he told her she should go ahead and take the kids to
church and he'd stay behind.  She was automatically suspicious.  Their
voices lowered to a whisper, but as she left my room I heard her say
quietly "You be nice to him!"

As she walked away, he looked at me, gripped his cock through his boxers,
and said: "Oh, I'm going to take REALLY good care of Liam. Don't you
worry."

I waited in bed wondering what was going to be happening.  Finally Stan
showed up in my room.  He stripped out of his bathrobe and was completely
naked.  His dick was rock hard and bounced as he walked over to me.  He
pulled back the sheets, and then he grabbed my briefs and pulled them off.
He lay on top of me and began kissing me.  Not like on the lips, but
. . . well, his tongue was in my mouth!  As he did this he rubbed his dick
against me.

Suddenly he was sitting up straddling me.  He grabbed me by the hair and
pulled my head to his cock.  I began sucking him as he said "Who knew this
haircut would come in so handy?"  He had me suck him for a few moments
before pulling out.  He got off the bed, picked up his robe and fished
something out of a pocket.  I watched as he poured liquid from the bottle
on his dick and then massaged it up and down.  He came over and sat down on
the edge of my bed.  He grabbed my hip and pushed me so that I rolled onto
my side.  Then he pulled my ass cheeks apart, and I could feel 1 or more of
his fingers in my ass as he moved them back and forth.  When he pulled the
fingers out, he pushed me so I was lying on my belly.


"It's time for some serious fun now, Liam."  I was going to ask him more
about this "fun," but when I felt his dick enter me I no longer needed to
do that.  I felt the fat head push past my tight entrance, and I gasped for
air.  "YES! So goddamn tight!"  I tried to speak but couldn't even make a
sound as I dealt with the feeling of his thick meat stretching my ass as it
slid into me.  I wiped the sweat from my forehead as some stung my eye.

Finally I managed to croak "Stan!"

"Mmmmm. I hope you like it rough, Liam, because I am going to pound this
ass something fierce.  And I'm going to do it at least twice before your
mom comes back home."  I started to kick my legs as more of his cock slid
into my aching hole.  He grabbed my hair and pulled it hard again.  "Your
tight little faggot ass is all mine now."  I felt him pull his dick back,
and I thought he was going to remove it, but instead he shoved it forward
again making me grunt.  He started slowly humping my butt, and when it
would relax a little, he would push more of his dick in.  He did this until
I could feel his pubes pressed against my ass.  "Now the fun really
begins," he whispered into my ear.

He released my hair, and I felt his hands slide over my bare shoulders and
then down my arms.  They slid back up to the shoulders, and then I felt his
strong fingers grip me as his dick began withdrawing again.  White light
flashed behind my eyelids as he rammed his cock back into me.  I yelped in
pain, but he was already moving for what I figured would be a repeat. And I
was right.  He slammed his dick into me hard several times before burying
it completely and then just moving his hips in small circles.  I could feel
his salami sliding around inside me.

"How's that nice cock feel in your sweet ass, Liam? You like that?"

"Unhh!" was all I could manage.  I was still finding it a bit hard to
breathe.

"Bet that sweet pussy is loving it," he said.  I felt him shift a little
bit, his knees pushing the insides of my thighs further apart.  "Put that
faggot ass in the air," he said tugging at my hips.  I slid my legs forward
until I was on my knees, my ass in the air, my shoulders plastered against
the bed.  His hands slid down my back until they rested on my butt.  I
could feel him massaging my cheeks right before he slapped me hard on the
ass.  Then I could feel his fingers digging into my skin again right before
his rod began to move backward.  And then I felt the air rush out of me as
he slammed it in again.  Then I knew what he meant by pounding.  He was
moving quickly now, his balls slapping against me as he rapidly slid his
cock back and forth in my butt.

"Stan!" I cried out again.

"Yeah you want that cock bad, don't you bitch?" he responded, smacking me
on my ass again before picking up speed.  I could hear the bed creaking as
he rammed my ass hard.  I felt a mixture of burning and extreme pleasure in
my butt as he continued to hump me hard.  Occasionally he would slow down,
and I could feel his long, thick piece of meat gradually pull back and then
slowly advance again until it filled my ass again.  "Get on your hands and
knees so I can do you doggy!" he said after a bit.  I moved into position,
and once again I felt his big hands on my shoulders.  He gripped them hard
and then he was back to ramming me again.  I was thankful my head wasn't
near the wall or I think it would've gone through.

After pounding my hole for several moments, he yanked me backward until
eventually I was basically sitting in his lap.  He bit my shoulder as his
hand slid down my chest and found my dick.  He began rubbing it as his
strong legs continued pumping his cock in my butt.  He continued like this
for a while before pulling out.  He commanded me to bend over the edge of
the bed, and so I moved into that position.  His cock was quickly inside
me, and he drove it in even deeper and definitely harder.  I was grunting
with every pump of his cock.  When he finally grabbed my hair again and
pulled it, I couldn't help it and I hissed "Yesss!"

That seemed to be just what he wanted to hear, because then the pounding
got even heavier.  I could hear slapping as our bodies crashed together.
Soon he was moaning, and I started matching his moans.  "You want that big
fat cock bad, don't you boy?"

"YES! Give it to me, Stan!"  He seemed to really get off on this, so I was
going to do what I could.  His pumping became more urgent, and he started
swearing more.  His fingernails dug into me deeper, and then a few moments
later he froze.

"FUCK!" he yelled, and I could feel his dick begin to twitch like it did in
my mouth when he was cumming.  "FUCKIN HELL!" he said again right before he
collapsed on top of me.  He kept his dick wedged in my ass as it jerked
inside me.  I could feel warmth spreading in my hole from his jizz.

When it stopped twitching as much, he pulled out of me.  He had me get back
on top of the bed and lay on my side.  He quickly got next to me,
reinserted his meat into my ass, and then I felt his hand rub up and down
my chest and tummy before finally resting on my cock.  He began to rub it,
and when it got hard he started stroking it.  "Guess I owe your dad a big
thank-you for leaving me such a nice, tight, sweet ass and mouth."  It felt
so good to have him rubbing my dick I didn't really care what he said right
now.  "And now I've got my very own little faggot to take care of me
whenever I need.  Ain't that right?"

"Yes, Stan!" I breathed feeling pressure build up in my groin.

"And you tasting my jizz run down your throat, don't you? Feeling my fat
cock ramming your pussy."

"Oh gawd yes!" I sighed feeling tremendous pressure and tingling in my
dick.  And then soon it was twitching just like Stan's.  I didn't know if
anything came out of it, but it felt incredible!

Stan pulled out of me and then went to the bathroom.  He lay back down on
the bed next to me.  He looked at his watch, and then said "Get sucking.  I
got time to fuck you one more time before they come home."

I took his dick into my mouth and ignored the weird taste of the little bit
of liquid that remained on his cock and got busy getting him hard again.
And you know what? I think for once I was really happy Mom married him.