Date: Sat, 27 Jun 2015 19:26:31 +0000 (UTC) From: D D Subject: My New Step Dad This story is a complete work of fiction. All characters are more than 18 years of age. Consider donating to Nifty, eh? ----------- I had spent the summer with my grandparents. I spent most school vacations with them since my mom is always traveling for her job. My mom was a single mother. I never knew my father. She always said that he wasn't worth knowing and I just took her word for it. She worked hard and had her own consultants firm. I have no idea what the hell that means but we always had plenty and lived in a nice house in a safe neighborhood in Atlanta. A week before my senior year was set to begin and a few days before I was scheduled to fly home, mom had called me with some news. "Charlie, I know this is going to seem crazy to you but do you remember Xavier?" "The guy you've been dating? Yeah." "Honey, we're engaged. He asked me to marry him." I couldn't really respond. Mom had had a pretty active dating life since about the time I entered high school. She said that by the time I reached that age, she felt it was alright to start having a life. Before I could really respond, mom was telling me that she had to go but she couldn't wait to see me in a few days and talk all about it then. Mom picked me up at the airport three days later. "How are grandma and grandpa?" "Good." "Did you have a good time?" "Yes." "Are you gonna answer any of my questions with more than one word, you little shit?" "Maybe," I said with a smirk. Even when I was mad at her, I couldn't be truly mad at the woman who had done everything for me and raised me nearly single handedly. "Spill it, Charlie. Tell me what you're thinking." "Mom, how can you be sure that this guy is the one for you? How do you know he isn't just using you for your money? You've known him for what, three months? How can you be sure he's right after such a short amount of time?" "It's crazy, I know," she said. "But we just know." I sighed with annoyance. "First of all, he has his own money," she said. "He is the owner of a very successful construction company that he built with his own two hands. You know that subdivision that Abbey and her family moved into? His company constructed all those houses. Anyway, we both decided to do a pre-nup, just to be safe. If anything goes wrong, we'll each leave the marriage with whatever we bring into it." "Well, I guess it's good you're being responsible," I said. "Yeah, your old mom has some sense there, sonny boy." "I want you to be happy, mom. I'm sorry I've been an ass." "Before you apologize," she said, "there's one more thing. Xavier's black." "What?" I was more than a little shocked. I'm not racist at all but it had never even occurred to me that my mom would date a black guy. Or any guy that wasn't white. "Before you say anything, need I remind you how awesome I was when you came out to me? And how I said that I didn't give a shit about who you fell in love with as long as they made you happy and it was a healthy relationship?" She was right. She was pretty much mother-of-the-year. She had even joined some parent's of gay kids group in her not-so-spare time. When I came out to her in middle school, she didn't bat an eye. "It's just surprising," I said. "You're right. I just want you to be happy, too. I'm sorry." "One more surprise, Charlie," she said. "Xavier wanted to welcome you home with a bit of a party. Just some close friends and the neighbors." It was true. When we arrived, the back yard pool area was full of neighbors and friends from school. It wasn't hard to pick out Xavier as he was the only black guy in the place and my mom immediately went up to give him a hug and kiss after she got out of the car. My best friend Jess, came up to me first. "Dude, your new dad is fucking hot," she said to me. "Say that again and I'll fuck every male relative you have," I told her, half joking. She laughed, adding "we're going to have more girl nights at your house, man." I had to admit that she wasn't wrong. He was fucking huge. And kind of hot. With a dark chocolate skin and a shaved head, he was wearing a button-up white shirt and plaid shorts with flip flops. His arms were gigantic, bulging with muscles and he had a powerful chest with two perfect pecs protruding from his shirt. Even his legs looked hot. My new stepdad was a wet dream. Fucking great. My mom was waving for me to come over to meet him. As I walked over, he extended a hand and took my own hand in his, dwarfing me in size. He must have been at least 6'5 to my 5'11. "Charlie, it's good to meet you, man," he said in a deep baritone voice. "Your mom has done nothing but talk and brag about your all summer. You have a lot to live up to, man." "Thanks," I said awkwardly avoiding his stare. "I look forward to getting to know you better." "Did you tell him?" Xavier asked my mom in a sort of whisper. "Tell me what?" I asked. "Well, Charlie," my mom began, "we thought that the best way to do that - the best way for us all to get to know each other as a family - was for Xavier to move right in with us." "Oh," was my response. "Brother," Xavier said, "I'm not trying to take over your domain. I know you and your mom have been on your own for a long time. So I'm just going to try to find a space where I can exist in that life, too." "Cool," I said for lack of a better response. "I'm gonna go talk to my friends now, I guess." And for the first few weeks, the three of us kind of existed in a state of limbo. Mom was home every night when I got home from school or swim team practice which was weird because I was used to her traveling constantly for work. We had dinner together every night. Xavier always came home from work very sweaty and dirty which I guess can be expected. I won't lie. He looked pretty hot. And when he got home from work before mom, he made dinner or did laundry. Mom and Xavier acted very lovingly towards each other but not in an over-the-top kind of way. He made her happy. I was finding it pretty hard to fault him anything. I was starting to think that we really would become one big happy family. Until I came home early from practice one day. Despite our big house, my room was just two doors down from mom's. Mom's and Xavier's now, I guess. Their door was open and it was obvious that they were going at it. Mom was shrieking like I had never heard before and Xavier was grunting like a bull in heat. I didn't want to be caught peeking but my curiosity got the better of me. Like a bad spy, I crouched down on the ground and peered around the corner. Xavier was sprawled out on the bed and mom was riding his cock. They were both naked and luckily mom was facing him so they couldn't see me. I had to admit that the sight was pretty hot and Xavier's arms looked stronger than I imagined. He looked like he was in complete control of the situation and mom was just his play toy. "You like my fat cock in your cunt, baby?" Xavier said. "Fuck yes," my mother replied. "I'm gonna cum if you keep pounding me this hard." "Cum all over my cock, slut. Make me blow my load in your pussy." He reached up to play with her tits before I heard them both scream with orgasms. Before they had a chance to come down from their highs, I retreated to my bedroom where I quickly beat off in a towel. The next day was an in-service day for the teachers so I slept in until lunch time. Going down to the kitchen, I saw Xavier there making himself a sandwich. "Hey buddy," he said. "No school today? What you have got planned?" "I might go over to Scott's house and watch a movie." "Scott your boyfriend?" "No, just a friend from the swim team. No boyfriend right now." "So I guess you need to find release elsewhere," he said. "Huh?" "I didn't know you were a little perv," he said to me. "What are you talking about?" "I saw you watching your mom and I fucking yesterday." I didn't know what to say. I could deny it but he had seen me so what was the point. "And since I'm fairly certain I saw you with a hard on, I'm assuming you liked the show." "Man, I'm so sorry..." I began. "Don't apologize," Xavier said, putting a hand on my shoulder. "I take it as a compliment. Since you're gay, I know you were watching me in action. I appreciate someone appreciating my work." He winked at me, squeezing my shoulder, and walked off with his sandwich. The next few days were awkward to say the least. When Xavier came home from work and I was there, he would start stripping before he went up to their bedroom. He was almost leering at me, challenging me to look at his body - to admire it. Once when we were both in the pool together, I swear I felt him grab my ass and rub his dick on me. About a week after our exchange in the kitchen, mom left for a long trip to Japan. Something about an industry conference that was really important for her firm. When we took her to the airport, she hugged and kissed both Xavier and I, asking us to take care of each other. On the Friday after my mom had left for his work trip, I came home after a long swim meet and decided to use the shower in mom's master suite. It had a rainfall head coming out of the ceiling and three awesome rows of shower heads on the wall that were almost as good as a massage. I stood in the shower for like ten minutes without moving, just letting the hot water and steam relax my muscles and mind. Hearing my mom's voice in my head, reminding me not to waste water, I grabbed her bottle of shampoo and started washing my hair. It was definitely time for a cut. "Looks like we both had the same idea" I quickly rinsed the shampoo out of my hair, turning around to see Xavier standing outside the shower. He was completely naked and his cock was hanging flaccid. Even in that state, it was at least six inches long. He opened the shower door, stepping into the large space. "Ever since you saw us fucking," he said, "I've been thinking about you, Charlie. And probably not the things step-fathers are supposed to think about your new sons. I've been thinking about how you always look at me." He took a step closer to me. "I don't know what you're talking about," I said. "Yes you do, son. The way when I enter a room and your eyes immediately go to my package," he said, pointing to his dick. "Or my chest. Or my biceps. Or, when we're in the pool, my abs." He was standing right in front of me, stroking his dick. It had to be more than eight inches now - probably at least nine. And so fucking thick I swear that my mouth was watering. "Looks like you like what you see now," he said, pointing now at my own hardened cock. "I don't think this is a good idea," I said with no firmness in my voice. "Let's review the facts, boy. I came into the bathroom that your mother and I share to find you using our shower. I had planned to take a shower because I was hot and sweaty from a long day at work. All I'm asking of you is to help me out. I'm not even asking you to leave, baby boy. What's the problem with all this?" I said nothing. "Let me get a good look at you, baby. Mmmm, you've got a perfect lean body. We can work on making you a little more muscled, though. Would you like that? Would you like to look a little bit more like daddy?" I said nothing. "Come on, baby. I see the way you're looking at me. Come here. Touch my body.: He was right. I desperately wanted to touch his perfect, black body. I stepped closer to him but didn't move to touch him. He took my hand and helped me out. "What do you want to touch first, Charlie? Want to touch my firm, hard pecs? Want to feel my abs? Maybe my arms? Or would you prefer to go right to my big, fat cock?" With each question, he would move my hand to the area he asked about until he finally ended at his dick. It was undeniable. His cock was massive. Thick and uncut and with a prominent vein I could feel as I started to jerk him off. I kept strong eye contact with him as I slowly, yet firmly, stroked his cock. He pulled me towards him and put his lips on mine, kissing me as his tongue parted my lips and invaded my mouth. It was obvious that I was his and would do whatever he wanted. While his tongue explored my mouth and I continued to keep his cock in my hand, he reached around to grope my ass. "I've noticed what a beautiful, fat ass you have, baby," he said, ending our kiss. "How'd a white boy like you end up so trim and lean but with the ass of a sister?" "Just lucky, I guess," was my cool response. "Turn around and let me see it." He rotated me around so I was facing the wall with my hands spread far apart like I was being searched by the cops. "You ever been fucked?" he asked. "Yes." "You ever been fucked by something this size?" he asked, stroking his ten inch cock with both hands. "No, sir." "Mmmmm," he growled. "I could get used to being called 'sir'. Or maybe 'daddy'." "I'll call you whatever the fuck you want, just stick your dick in me," I said impatiently. I couldn't help it. I was losing any rational thought - I just needed him to breed my hole. "Fuck yes. I love turning members of this family into my sluts. Boy, where did you get this ass from? It's a perfect fucking bubble butt. I could eat it days." He fell down to his knees, pulling my ass cheeks apart so he could look at my hole. It was true that I had been fucked before. But each of the guys were around my age and nothing was bigger than maybe six and a half inches. I knew Xavier would likely break me but I wanted to be broken by him. He buried his tongue into my hole, fucking me like it was a second cock. I started squirming and moaning with pleasure. For the next several minutes, he alternated between his tongue and his index finger, priming my hole for what was sure to be a stunning main show. "Want to see what your pussy tastes like, boy?" And with that he spun me back around and began to rape my mouth with his tongue. We were both animalistic in our passion. I loved his tongue in my mouth but I needed him inside me. I need him to use my boy pussy. I grabbed onto his dick and starting jacking him off violently, letting him know that I wanted him. He continued the assault on my hole, driving two and then three wet fingers in me. Xavier finally broke the kiss and spun me around. He gave my hole a few more thrusts with his fingers before hitting his fat cock on my ass. "Is this what you want, boy?" "Yes, daddy," I said. "Please fuck my boy pussy." With surprisingly little effort, he sunk his cock into my hole. I'd never felt so full - so complete - in my entire life. With each stroke, he seemed to be going deeper and deeper into my hole until it felt like he was in my stomach. He grunted each time he would pull out and fuck his thick cock back into me. His hands were around me, playing with my sensitive nipples. At that moment, I felt like I had the body of a woman - a pussy for a real man to breed and two tits that desperately loved the attention they were getting. I kept my hands on the shower walls, trying to keep both of us steady. "FUCK!" I screamed out when I couldn't keep the pleasure contained inside myself any longer. "Baby boy likes his daddy's fat cock in his boy cunt?" "Yes, sir. Breed that tight hole, daddy!" "I'm not going to last much longer, boy," Xavier said. "Where do you want my load?" "Inside of me," I near-whispered. "I can't fucking hear you," he responded, not slowing down as he fucked me. "Speak up, slut." "I want you to cum inside of me," I said louder. "I want you to fucking breed my pussy hole. Knock me up, daddy. Make me your fucking bitch." "Fuck yea," he bellowed. "Who owns your cunt, boy? Who owns you?" I couldn't answer him because I started cumming all over the shower walls. Three, four, five ropes of thick splooge made their way down the walls to the drain. "Your hole is so fucking tight, boy," Xavier said as I came, clamping my asshole around his thick, intruding cock. As he let loose, I could feel his powerful cannon shoot inside of me. I swear that I could feel him warming my stomach with his load. He grunted like a wild animal as he came, holding me and nearly picking me up with each shot of cum. Once he finished cumming in my hole, he pulled us both down onto the granite shower tiles. As his dick softened enough to slip out of me, he softly kissed me while holding me tightly like I now belonged to him. After the kiss, I calmly got up and walked to my bedroom, shutting the door behind me. I sat down on my bed, dripping wet and not bothering to dry off. I couldn't believe what I had just done. I felt like I had betrayed my mom and acted like a complete slut. Of course it felt amazing and a part of me was hoping it would happen again but I felt like a piece of shit. While my mind was traveling a mile a minute there was a knock on my door. "Yea?" Xavier opened the bedroom door and appeared in nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants. I couldn't deny that he was fucking gorgeous, even in such a simple garment. Despite what we had just done, it was obvious that his cock was somewhat inflated and I found myself lusting after my soon-to-be stepfather. "Your mom's in Tokyo until the end of the month," he said. "It's going to be a long few weeks for both of us if you're just going to try to ignore me." "Okay." "Now why don't you come sleep in my bed tonight, baby? Maybe we can talk and keep each other company. I wouldn't want you getting lonely, baby boy." He didn't wait for an answer, instead turning around and leaving my door open as he walked down the hall to the master suite he shared with my mother. Tonight, however, he'd share it with me. ----- Hope everyone enjoys this. I might continue if it people like it. To offer feedback and ideas, email me at dlcf8900@yahoo.com.