Date: Sun, 14 Apr 2024 23:42:11 +0000 From: tacoqueen123 Subject: John's Influence Over Us Hello! This story is fictional. No one was harm in the making. If you'd like to comment or show appreciation, email me at tacoqueen123@proton.me Also make sure to donate to Nifty to support this platform if you can :) Every penny matters. John's Influence Over Us My father left us for Austrailia one year ago. He's found himself another life there without us. Since then my mother has been non-stop crying. Everynight she'd try to convince us that our father still loved us, but he hasn't visited us at all. She also tried telling us that she was fine, but her non-stop sobbing in her room and her puffy eyes didn't convince anyone. I had just started 7th grade, it's going okay. My favorite class is art and history. They're very subjective and I love my teachers. A lot of my friends from elementary school are also going to the same middle school, but everyone seems so busy. But I do have Alyssa, my best gal friend for now, and Many, a boy I just met this year. he's a little feminine like me, and I liked that. But he was more outgoing, and his dark skin glowed like it was always oiled and buttered. One time I bumped into him on accident and his shoulders very really soft. Besides my hectic mother, I also have my little brother Oliver. He was my favorite thing in the entire world! I smile and think "Awe.. that's my baby bro" whenever I think of him. With my mother's unstability, I pray everyday that the lord protects Oliver, I also try my best to protect him. Oliver is still in elementary. But lately my mom has smiling a lot. We were eating breakfast before school. Me and Oliver loved eating cinnamin toast crunch. "Mommy why you smiling so much," Oliver asked my mom. My mom took a deep breath and smiled- with her teeth. "Well.. Mommy has big news for you guys," she said excitingly. "I'll be working from home now! Yay!" My mom made fists with her hands and cheered, and Oliver followed. Oliver put his hands up and yelled, "yaaay! Mommy's staying home forever!" My mother had been working her 9-5 job for a few years now, but me and Oliver go to school 7am-2pm. Our mother's holiday time and breaks also differ from ours, so sometime our Aunt Casey had to come watch us. My mom gave me a house key though, and I pick up Olive right after I'm off school, our schools aren't far from home. "One more thing..." The kitchen got quiet. "Mommy met a new guy." Oliver giggled, "Really!? Are we getting a new daddy?" My mom giggled as well, "Nooo, not yet! I gotta see for a while first. He's a real dear though, and he actually helped motivate me get this position. But I do want him to meet you guys, okay? You have to be polite and respect him. I want you guys on your best beavhiour when he comes over." Me and Oliver nodded in agreement. We finished breakfast and went to school as per usual. A week later my mother invites her new boyfriend over for lasagna and a movie with us. At the door he had introduced himself as "John." Oliver was very shy and hid behind me, and I introduced myself as Blake. At the dining table we talked about everything! John had introduced topics from Disney movies to Pokemon cards, which caught both I and Oliver's interests. Oliver was basically shouting about wanting to watch his Disney movies with John already. All John could do was keep laughing and eating, and look at my mother for reassurance and approval. I heard him whisper to my mom, "Gosh I'd be scared they wouldn't like it." My mother was a dark blonde with green eyes, late 30s, wide hips, and in good shape. She was very pretty in my eyes, some would call her a model, some would say average. I think she has her own strengths, but can be timid and neglecting.. Her eyes can change from being inviting and sweet, to reserved, tired and uninviting. John looked a lot younger and toned than my dad. He seemed like the kind of guy who brought life and positivity wherever he went, just the kind of guy my mom needs! I was so happy for her. I did notice during dinner that he had a lot of soft and elegants hair on his muscular forearms, and from time to time he'd look at me with his piercing brown eyes. I've never been looked at that way before and it made me feel awkward and embarassed. Not to mention John kinda looked like the gay guys that had sex in the videos I've been watching. I had been a little fag myself. I can recall humping my male dolls since I was 5. But when my mom bought me a laptop, I've been watching gay porn and stroking my cock since I can remember. Two months have passed by and it was almost Halloween. The end of October brought in cold weather, perfect for hoodies and sweatpants. John had been coming over at least twice a week, and he'd always sleep over. I think he's been fucking my mom. Sometimes when John comes over he makes my mom run off and do his grocery shopping for him, but stay and watch me and Oliver. Oliver had grown close to John and they'd watch Disney movies together all the time. Today me, John, and Oliver were on the couch together. I noticed today that Oliver was sitting on John's lap, which he never does when my mom's here. Whenever there's a really funny scene on the T.V, Oliver jumps up, bounces and grinds on John, and John makes this weird face like the gay porn guys makes. I didn't think much of it. I was a little jealous of Oliver. Was I too big to sit on someone's lap? I remember my mom and dad used to let me sit on their lap, and I could fall asleep and feel like I was protected.. It was the best. One time before bed I went to use the restroom. John's stuff was now allover our house. On the countertop here he had his trimmer charging and his toothbrush here as well. John he a well groomed brown beard, and both Olive and my mom loved the ticklish feeling of it when John gave them little kisses on the cheek. I wanted kisses too I thought to myself in the mirror. My eyes scanned the bathroom, everything was clean and normal. But I looked in the trash and there was something I've never seen in our house before. It looked like a small shiny plastic bag that had been enlongated. It felt unclean, but I pulled it out of the rubbish bin and examined it thoroughly. It was a used condom. In that moment I felt embarassed. I knew John had used it to fuck my mom because we learned about condoms and safe sex last year. It was filled with a yogurt-like substance, and I knew it was sperm, but I havn't seen sperm in person before. I sniffed it, examined it, and finally.. I slightly fixed the condom inside out and with the tip of my tongue, tasted the cold sperm that had came from John's balls. It was gross. Some weekends when John made my mom go shopping by herself, I'd wakeup late to Oliver and John in my mom's bed together. John was always shirtless in bed. He had a mascular build and very nice pecs and shoulders. They'd watch more Disney movies on John's laptop and never invited me so I minded my own bussiness. Later that saturday I was on my study desk rubbing my cock. I had started growing specks of pubes around the base of my cock and thought they looked weird. But my little uncut cock was about three inches, and I enjoyed rubbing it like a clit. Tonight I was watching a video of emo boys making out. They looked a lot like the high schoolers I see sometimes and that turned me on. I rubbed my dick like a clit super fast and came, dry. My mom never looks at my laptop so I never clear my history or worry about turning it off. After I masturbated I took a shower and came back to see John on my laptop. I panicked, "What're you doing?" I said with anxiety. "Calm down, haha. I just wanted to see what you were watching." I quickly walked to my laptop and closed it shut, wishing and hoping that he didn't go through my history or see anything gay. But I knew he saw the gay porn I watch, and even the naked photos I take sometime. We havn't talked about it since. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------ It was nearing thanksgiving and we usually just have dinner by ourselves, maybe Aunt Casey, but this time we all assumed John would be joining us. Mom had taken Oliver to the doctor's for a fever check-up and I was alone. This was when I liked sneaking into my mom's HUUUGE closet! She had all sorts of dresses, blouses and hoisery in there. My favorite dress was a satin pink one, it felt very silky against my skin. I had closed the closet door and turned the light on in there, one time my mom almost caught me but I turned the light off and stayed quiet. I stripped off my boy clothes, revealing my milky youthful skin. I then opened up the top drawers of my mother's and picked out a pair of pink lace panties and slid them on. I then went through the rack of clothing, searching for my favorite satin dress when all of a sudden the front door opened and shut. Someone had entered the house. I kept silent and turned the light off immediately in order to not get caught, and backed into the corner as to hide myself. The intruder had opened my bedroom door, opened Oliver's, and then walked into my mom's room and plopped onto the bed, with a familiar groan. I knew then that it was just John. It was relieiving, but how would I escape without John or anyone noticing? I tiptoed towards the closet door and peeped out the holes. But why'd he go into me and Oliver's room? I thought to myself. Perhaps John was just checking if anyone was home. As I observed John, he pulled out his laptop and plopped it next to him. He was wearing a plaid button-up, jeans and a white muscle shirt. After a few minutes of scrolling through his laptop, he began unbuckling his pants. Is he gonna do what I think he is? My heart started racing faster even than it already was, I was gonna see my mom's hot boyfriend jerk off. From a distance, I saw John plop out his big white and hard dick. It was a grown man's dick, longer and thicker than mine, by far. My breaths became shorter, I could hear my heartbeat very distinctively. John kept staring at the laptop screen that I couldnt see, but I assumed he was watching porn. Just then, to my surprise, John pulled out a pair of underwear that was branded "American Eagle" on the elastic band. They had koifish on them and were my favorite, but I remember wearing them a few days ago and tossed them in the dirty basket. John scrunched the stenchful garment against his face and inhaled deeply. He was stroking his cock furaciously now with the tightest grip I've ever seen. His cock looked like it was gonna burst. "Mmmm Blake. My little Blakey," he kept moaning. I was amazed. But why's he smelling my underwear? John continued his pattern of inhaling my underwear and stroking his big white cock, and little did I know, my own small penis was hard. My little gherkin had grown firm in my mom's panties as I watched John masturbate with my underwear. Now John was stroking faster than ever before with his eyes on his laptop, I saw his thighs flex and his toes curl, and sure enough John ejaculated into the air; big, long, and sloppy ropes of cum shot out like I've seen before. I trembled in excitement and fear and touched my own cock. To my surprise, it was wet down there. But why? It was pre-cum that I hadn't known about yet, and I was going to experience my first actual ejacualtion with sperm sometime soon. My eyes didn't peel off of John one bit. He had used my boxer-breifs to wipe up his liquid juice and stuffed them into his backpack, along with his laptop.