Date: Sat, 4 Jul 2020 10:37:58 -0500 From: Naked Guy Subject: Seduced by my Stepdad pt 2 Seduced by My Stepdad Part 2 Please donate to Nifty to ensure this and all your other favorite erotic fiction has a home! - - - When I woke up the next morning, it was a shock when I remembered the experience of the night before. As I was trying to recall if it was real or a just a hot fuck dream, mom knocked on the door. I covered up with the sheet. "You up now babe?" "Yeah mom. I'm not dressed." "Alright. I've left the vacuum cleaner outside your door. Don't forget to wash your clothes--they're piled up on the washer." Then she was gone. I got up and pulled on my dirty gym shorts. We had established a rule that I washed my own clothes. I dumped my clothes into a hamper that we all used, but when it got to the washing machine, my stuff was left for me to take care of. I smelled a hint of cologne in the living room. When I entered the kitchen, I found Andrew as he was filling a thermos full of coffee in the kitchen. "You know when your mom is gone you can strut around naked!" Because of his statement, I came to realize the past 24 hours had been no dream. After he twisted the thermos closed, he came over to me as I stood by the bar and put his arms around me. He had on an attractive men's cologne with just enough sprayed to smell it up close, but not so much that it was obnoxious. His closely cropped goatee scraped my neck as his warm hands slid into my shorts. He gripped my cheeks firmly. "Fuck man, that's some primo boy-butt right there!" "Dude, we need to talk!" I said. "Talk about what?" he asked calmly. He let go and moved back to finish making his lunch. He clearly had a growing erection in his pants. With on eyebrow raised, he turned and opened the fridge to pull out the lunch mom had fixed for him. He was in a good mood, but he wasn't getting my point. "What's going on with us, duh!" "So?" he shrugged. "What about it stud?" "Dude, I mean...we messed around." I stammered. "Yeah, it was hot as hell, huh? I can't wait to do it again!" I was confused. "You mean we're gonna fool around on mom?" "Sure, but only when we can. Don't go thinking that it can happen every day. We gotta pace it out, but it's gonna be tough seeing you strut around the house without being able to grab your ass or cock anytime I feel like. Or maybe I will--heh heh!" Andrew grabbed all of his stuff and moved toward the door to the garage. "Say, I gotta get going. See you tonight buddy...you need a ride home? It's gonna be over 100 degrees today. That's too hot today for bike riding!" I had to get to work on my own in the heat, but I certainly didn't want to have to ride back after working all day in the same heat. "Uh...yeah, okay. I guess." I answered. He kissed me on my ear and then playfully bit it lightly. "Have a good one buddy!" He walked through the door and was gone. I stood there stunned. The faint remnants of his cologne drifted through the room. I numbly walked to the bathroom for my morning piss. I looked over at my profile in the wall length mirror next to the door. I wondered if my butt really was "primo". Like a robot, I vacuumed my room. Out of guilt for mom, I vacuumed the entire house. Next I ran everyone's laundry and folded it all. When it was done, I ate cereal for breakfast and lay back down until it was time to get ready for work. I didn't have to until noon. Feeling guilty towards my mother again, I put all the dirty dishes in the dishwasher and started it. Then I made it back to my bed where I rubbed one out. A good cum made me sleepy. In my late morning nap, I dreamed that Andrew and I were in a car riding along laughing and grabbing each other's crotch until I realized there was no driver. Then I was alone and naked and scrambled to reach the wheel and climbed over the seat. When I made it to the driver's seat and pulled on the brakes, the car was rolling into a lake. Then I woke up to the alarm clock with a headache. - - At work, I couldn't concentrate. I asked to be moved from the drive-thru to the food line. We stayed really busy and I hardly had time to think of Andrew again until my break. This time, instead of running to the bathroom to beat off in a stall, I got my free food and sat out in the lobby eating. For once I was more hungry than horny! I watched a cute teenager come in with his father. The dad was a handsome stocky bear with a nicely groomed beard. The dad was young. As the son ordered his food, I was touched by the dad putting his arm around his son's shoulders. The son wasn't embarrassed at all. After they ordered, they brought their food to sit near me. The dad called his son, "sport." That was both corny and sweet. As I ate the last taco, I glanced at the dad and son and thought how hot it would be if they kissed like me and Andrew. Like me and my STEPDAD. Then reality hit me again. "Oh my god, I had sex with my stepdad," I pondered to myself. Then I thought, "And I fucking loved it!" I pushed my taco wrappings and empty cup into the trash and went to the bathroom to take a piss. When I got there, I decided to jack off after all. After pissing in the stall, I shot a load in record time. I daringly left the toilet lid covered in fresh cum. Luckily, after the meal and orgasm, I felt a bit relaxed. The next few hours managed to pass rather quickly. "Christopher, your dad is here!" called out my manager. She had been spraying glass cleaner on the drive through window. I peered through the glass and saw the familiar F150 in the parking lot with its elaborate custom lights on it. From there, I could see Andrew was shirtless through the truck window. My dick shifted in my boxers. "Thanks, Anu!" I finished cleaning my section and then went to clock out. Outside, I walked to where I had chained up my bike and took the lock off. I walked the bike over to the truck and pulled open the tailgate. With no effort, I lifted it into the truck and closed the tailgate. The humidity was stifling. I hurried to jump into the cool truck. I found Andrew inside wearing just some baggy jersey shorts and flipflops. He looked fine as hell. I loved his hairy legs and exposed feet. "Hey there. How was work?" I sighed. "The same useless minimum wage bullshit as usual," I said. "Dang dude. Well at least your making some cash." I didn't answer. I pulled off my sweaty uniform shirt and held up my arms over the AC vents. "That's right man. Blow `em out!" he laughed. "You ready for a workout?" "No man, I'm beat." "Come on man, don't pussy out on me!" he joked. After that, it was silent except for the radio. I sat there with my eyes closed and head pounding. I just wanted to take a shower, eat again, and go to bed. I opened my eyes when I felt the truck drive up the driveway and move into the garage. After getting out of the trunk, I walked ahead of Andrew. As I put my hand on the doorknob to go inside, I felt him behind me. His chest pressed against my bare back and he sniffed my hair. My dick jumped as his erect nipples brushed against me. "You're mom's asleep. She was nearly begging for it. I rode her good and now she's gonna be knocked out for the night, heh-heh." "Dude, that's my mom you're talking about!" I laughed. "Let's go straight to your room!" I obeyed and walked directly to my room. When we got there, I turned on the lamp on the floor by the bed. He closed the door. I was going to strip the rest of my sweaty clothes off, but he said not to. "Just lay right there--don't move," he said. I lay back with my work pants and shoes still on, but still was bare chested. I put my hands behind my head. Andrew moved to my feet and squatted on his knees. He started to untie my shoes. With each shoe he took off, he shoved his nose into the heavy work shoe and sniffed. "Smells like a man!" he said. I was already hard of course, but when he started rubbing my tired feet through my damp socs, I moaned. He massaged my feet like an expert. "Dude, that feels so fuckin' good!" I sighed. "Relax," he said. Tension dropped as he handled my sore feet. Finally, he peeled my socks off and tossed them behind him. He surprised me by lightly twisting the middle toe each foot until there was a pop sound like when you crack your knuckles. "I've seen you do that when you take off your shoes!" No one had ever touched my feet but me. It was great sensation. He rubbed his fingers between each sweaty toe and then lightly tickled the undersides with his rough fingertips. It gave me chills. Then he moved forward and rubbed my chest and stomach. I jumped when he tweaked my nips. I wanted to take out my dick but he was sitting over it. I enjoyed the attention to my nipples. "Can you squeeze them if you want," I said Andrew chuckles and lightly pinched each one before pinching them hard. Just as they started to really hurt, he let go and lightly rubbed them. The pain/pleasure thing was something I was used to doing in my early years with that old clothes hanger with its clamps. Having it done with real fingers was awesome. He seemed to enjoy the tease. The cool air from the AC vent above us wafted over us and I closed my eyes. "You relaxed now? No headache?" "Oh man, I'm great now!" I said. "Good, here's a treat for you!" He pulled the elastic of his shorts under his cock and huge balls and shoved it into my face. "Open up buddy!" When I opened my mouth, Andrew tried to shove his entire cock inside! I was hacking and tried to push him away. His strong hands pulled mine away and he eased out. "Okay, just half for now. I'm not leaving your room until it's all the way down your throat and I've spilled a load into your gut!" "But didn't just do it with mom?" I asked with his dick on my lips. I shuddered to think his dick had gone from her pussy to my mouth! "Dude, we're still in the condom mode for now. We're gonna get tested in a month and then it's nothing but raw fucks with your mama! That's all her idea. Fuck, I have no STD's! But hey stud, you're not gonna be out a load of my cream. It's all there waiting in my balls for you! I faked it with your mama!" "What? You faked an orgasm with my mother?" I laughed. "Man, she was screaming as I banged her. I had to try hard to keep you out of my mind as I laid some pipe. It was tough. Thinking of your hot bubblebutt drive me crazy! I pretended to shoot in the condom. She had no clue!" "You're serious?" "Serious as fuck. When you pulled of a rubber, women don't wanna see it. But quit talking and start sucking!" Andrew started fucking my mouth with my hands still held down. I relaxed my arms and hands and he eased his grip. As he fucked my mouth faster, he grabbed my head instead. I was nearly choking and my jaw ached, but my dick was so hard as it drooled precum into my boxers. My dick was still buried in pants and sweaty boxers and was dying for stimulation. After nearly five minutes, he slowed down. "Open up more. Breathe through your nose and relax!" I panicked as his dick moved all the way inside and stayed there. My lips were at the base of his cock, balls pressed against my chin. I did my best to breathe through my nose, but even that was hard with his penis pressing past my tonsils. He ran his fingers through my sweaty hair. "You're gonna learn to be the best cocksucker ever. Then after that you're learn a few other things to do for me." Andrew moved halfway out and then back in and paused. He kept this up for another five minutes. As I got used to the girth, he eventually sped up. I was getting face-fucked liked I had seen in tons of online porn videos. The unfamiliar odor of pussy juice was evident now as my nose was smashed into his sticky bush over and over. Andrew pumped me mercilessly for a few minutes until he grunted loudly and stopped mid-cock and gallons of hot sperm started gushing from his cock. The thick sperm kept hitting the back of my throat and I had to take a gulp to avoid choking. After he finished cumming, he pulled out leaving my mouth gaping open. He milked the last cum drops from his dick and rubbed it over my lips. I swallowed the rest of his cum and let out a deep breath. Andrew wiped his dick hand hands on my chest and then pulled after lewdly scratching his heavy balls. As he stood up, he stretched and yawned. I had watery eyes and snot hanging from my nose. Now he squeezed from the root of his cock to the head and one more pearl of jizz drooled from the oversized piss slit. He wiped that on my forehead and laughed. "Fuck, I told you we were gonna have a workout--right buddy?" he joked. As his dick deflated, the foreskin rolled down to hide the crown of his penis. "Yeah, I guess," I laughed. "Go grab some grub. I grilled some ribs tonight. I made a special batch for you. Look in the foil on the bottom shelf and feel free to grab a beer or two. Just don't tell your mother!" Then he was gone. I suddenly felt very exhausted. I rolled over and struggled to pull off my pants. My boxers were dank and I could smell them from overhead. I sniffed them after I pulled them off and tossed them in the corner. I had that half of the house to myself, so I walked out to the bathroom nude and started the shower. The food, grime, and sweat washed away as the cool water rolled down my tired body. I stood there rubbing soap all over me. I spent the most time "washing" my cock. "Fuck, I'd just given a quickie blowjob to my stepdad" I thought to myself. Part of me was irked that he hadn't offered to make me cum. I did all the work! Next, I considered how daring he'd been. I acknowledged in my mind that it had been a risky thing to do--sucking my stepdad's huge dick while my mom slept several rooms away. Then I realized the risky component is was made it such a turn-on. Not only that, I realized I loved being made to service him. I just put a towel on (like Andrew often did) and headed to the kitchen. I found the plate he'd fixed for me. It was loaded with barbecued pork ribs. Right before grabbing a Coke, I remembered the offer of beer. I grabbed one Coke and a beer and then went to living room and ate in front of the TV. The food was delicious! I'd had his barbecue before, but these ribs were exceptional. I alternated the beer with the Coke and after I was done eating, my stomach bulged. I felt really good. The only think I lacked was shooting a load. With a beer and food buzz in effect, I pulled off my towel and plopped my feet up on the coffee table. I stroked dry for a few minutes thinking of Andrew's perfect dick with the generous foreskin. I'd already memorized the fat veins that lined his cock. I remembered how gamey his bush smelled tonight as my nose was pushed into it over and over. I thought about those low hanging balls slapping my chin. And fuck, when he cums he really cums! I started shooting cum fast. As usual I ejaculated my teenage cum far into the air. I was in a daze as the orgasm ended. I could see light reflecting in the streaks that landed on the coffee table. The rest if of it must have landed someplace in the carpet. I walked to the kitchen and tossed my foil and paper plate. I put the cans in the recycle bin and then make my way back to my bedroom. For the rest of my time awake, I fantasized more about my stepdad until my eyes closed. I forgot to wipe up my cum from the coffee table. - - - The next day, Andrew and mom left for work, and then woke up later to work at noon. The drudge of work started all over again. Wednesday and Thursday were the same. The only highlights were working out with Andrew. Our play was limited. Mom was walking back and forth to the old spare bedroom trying to spruce it up with the new lines and knickknack crap she and Sherry bought the week before. She came into the workout room a couple of times and flirted with Andrew. She even grabbed his ass. When she left the last time, he chuckled. "See that? Even your mom's hungry for this!" When he said "this," he grabbed his half hard cock through the shiny nylon covering the prize. In between sets, he rubbed up against me a lot and planted a kiss on me several times. It was all a tease to me. I wanted to rip his clothes off and have another go at that dick. He unashamedly got on the treadmill and let his cock and balls swing back and forth in the baggy material. His back was to mom when she passed by, but I was tortured by the view I couldn't avoid. On Friday night, he invited some poker buddies over. Mom went to Sherry's. I wasn't sure how to feel. I hadn't meet any of these dudes before. Andrew had the grill set up again and I helped him move chairs out to the sunroom. It was basically a screened-in porch with windows that closed up. He had a single window AC unit out there. Four guys showed up around the same time. Frey was a tall and skinny redneck white dude, Shawn was short and African-American, and brothers Ashlan and Miguel had Latino looks. None of them had stud bodies or overly fit. Yet each was interesting in their own way. The dudes immediately gave Andrew a hard time for them playing out in the room instead of in the house. All of them were in their forties. Being surrounded by men didn't help my condition of extreme cock hunger. "Andy, what the fuck? You lettin' that hen run us out of the house?" Shawn teased. "Yeah, man...I guess I'm whipped now. She said `No smoking in the house!' But you guys can't give me any shit because you ain't getting on a regular basis!" Andrew replied. "These balls haven't been empty in months!" Andrew, obviously free-balling, grabbed his nuts when he said that and the guys all groaned. I sat near the air conditioner and watched them set up. I liked the way they ribbed each other. It was all very entertaining to me. I loved the male camaraderie as they laughed, cussed, smoked cigarettes and cigars, and drank beer. I started to fantasize about these men as I sat there in the corner watching. The machismo in the room was intoxicating! The brothers had brought fresh catfish cleaned and ready to cook. The fillets cooked fast and there was plenty for all to eat. I went back for two more! "You guys need to join us in the new boat. When's the last time you went fishin' Chris?" Miguel asked. "I've never been fishing before." I felt stupid after admitting it. "What the fuck?" Andrew said. "You serious buddy?" I nodded yes. "Looks like you got some teaching to do daddy!" joked Shawn. Andrew patted me on the back and said low to me, "You and me--we'll go fishing. It'll be fun!" That felt very nice--that nonsexual moment of touching. When one of the guys teased me about my lack of fishing experiences again, Andrew shut him up. "Yo dude, Christopher didn't have a dad around to teach him all that stuff. Chill out." Frey patted me on the back and said "Sorry to `razz you kid." I just nodded. The topic quickly changed to baseball. I wasn't a huge fan of the sport, but I'd played it in junior high school. I'd occasionally watched it on TV. I was up on it enough to put my two cents into the conversation. I helped Andrew clear the paper plates and empty beer cans while the others got out the cards and poker chips. "Say Chris, you up for a game?" Ash called out to me. "I ain't very good at it!" I said. The truth was I had no idea how to play! "Hell, that's exactly why you need to play!" he answered. All the guys roared. I laughed with the guys and relaxed. "Say chief, why don't you run the cooler back in and fill 'er up? Andrew said. I couldn't say no to those sexy eyes. When he winked at me, my face flushed. I hurried out because I wasn't wearing any underwear in my jeans. When I returned with a full cooler of beers, two of the guys plus Andrew had their shirts off. Frey was covered with tattoos. Mig had one nipple pierced. Shawn had a smooth upper body but had wonder wet curly hairs sticking out of his armpits. The room felt hotter even though the window unit continued to gush out air. After a couple of hours, they guys took a break. By now, all the guys were shirtless to stay cool. I must have been obvious in my gawking at them. For just after looking over Miguel's furry chest, I caught Andrew staring at me hard! I quickly pretended to check my phone for texts. Ash called some female and was talking all quiet and giggly in the corner. Andrew stepped out to the back yard. The other guys had gone into the kitchen. I quietly gasped when I saw Andrew from the back. An arc of liquid flowed mid-air in front of him. He was taking a piss out in the backyard! Two of the guys got off of their phones and everyone was coming back to the table. When Andrew stepped back inside, he handed me his bottle of beer. The top of it was foamy and the liquid gleamed gold in the dim light. Another game of poker started and I was standing there with the full beer bottle in hand. Andrew passed bottles to anyone who didn't have one. The bottle opener was passed around for those who needed it. I didn't grab a beer, but Andrew handed me his. "Here chief, just for you. I want you to drink every drop! Enjoy yourself! The other guys overheard this. "So, you're drinkin' with the rest of us Chris?" Mig called out. "Yeah, this is really cool!" I beamed. "Sweet, down that beer for us now! Get a buzz going!" "Do it! Do it!" they all cheered. I turned up the bottle and started drinking it fast. As I guzzled, I noticed the beer wasn't cold and then it dawned on me it wasn't exactly beer. It was a taste I knew from teenage exploration. Andrew had pissed my bottle full! I paused and then finished it so that I didn't look like a pussy. One of the guys patted me on the back. I looked over at Andrew and he had a cocky look on his face. He looked down and sniggered. When he got up to get the guys another bag of potato chips, he whispered in my ear. "Just marking my territory!" Feelings of thrill mixed with humiliation flooded my head. My face burned red as he walked away. No one had a clue about any of this stuff. - - - The AC was mostly blowing out regular air now with no cooling. I could smell armpits and guys were in their socks or were barefoot. The smell of the room was an intoxicating mix of alcohol, tobacco smoke, sweat, and god knows what else makes that "man" smell. I loved it all. Andrew got up and handed me a real beer when they guys took another break. In the corner away from the others, he put his arm around in a buddy way. "Did you like daddy's special brew?" he said. He burped in my face and then chuckled. He put his mouth on my ear and whispered. "I bet you'd like to get gang fucked on this table huh?" Before I could react, he reached up and covered my mouth and whispered. "One day I am going to fuck the hell out that perfect ass of yours!" I had to walk away and go into the other room. My body flushed with heat and I had an enormous erection that needed taken care of. As I headed toward living room to escape to my bedroom, he called my name. "Christopher, don't leave us. Come watch your stepdad make some more cash!" The guys booed at him. I turned around and went back into the room. The humidity was stifling now. I felt sweat dripping down my back after five minutes of standing to the side of the table. Shawn was rubbing ice cubes on his glistening dark belly. Just like Andrew declared, he won the final hand. After he gathered up the money, the guys started putting their shirts and shoes back on. The brothers got on their phones to text whomever it was they were contacting that they were on their way home. Andrew chatted with them until the last one was out of the door. He stood there at the window looking out and then locked the front door. Slowly, he turned around and faced me. He nodded for me to come to him. When I reached him, he pulled me into a rough bearhug and kissed me hard. As we kissed like animals, his hands found my zipper and pulled it down. With no effort he unbuttoned the waist of my jeans. "Strip!" I pushed my jeans down to my feet and stepped out of them. Now I was nude. "Just stand right there and don't move!" he said. He walked around me as if he was sizing me up. He glanced up and down my naked body. Then slowly he dropped to his knees behind me. I jumped when his face pressed between my sweaty ass cheeks. His hot and rough hands pulled my cheeks open and his mouth was full on my butthole. He began making out with my asshole like it was my mouth. "Mmmmm...mmmmmm" he mumbled. "Oh fuck!" I gasped. I had to hold onto the back of the couch to keep from falling. My legs had gone week. "Did that little boyfriend of yours eat you out like that?" "No," I stammered. "Of course not!" he replied. He went back to sucking my hole and he tongue went up deep! I felt myself sweating all over again. Finally, he came up for air but pressed his mouth to mine. He sucked on my tongue like it was a small dick in his mouth. "Can you taste your ass on my tongue?" he slurred. His mouth covered mine again. His saliva drooled into my mouth and I wanted more of it. His hands slid down my sticky back to my butt. One middle finger was suddenly shoved up my hole and I jumped. "Don't pretend like you haven't had anything in there! You're no virgin, heh heh." "No sir." I replied. "You want this cock up your perfect asshole don't you!" "Yeah...NO!" "Don't lie you hot little fucker. Sooner or later I'm gonna fuck you senseless!" "You're too big!" I gasped. "I can't take that!" In his drunken state, he was scaring me! "Well, if you're not ready to take it up the ass, you need to take it down your throat. I want you to suck my cock right now and I don't wanna hear you cry like girl. You got it?" He said all of this in his sexy, slow Texas drawl. His voice, raspy and deep, told me the way it was going to be and I understood. "Yeah!" I croaked. "So why aren't you on your knees?" I dropped to my knees immediately. "Take it out. Get to it." I nervously pulled down his baggy shorts and my nose filled with the scent of his sweaty bush. His dick was half-hard. The purple head was just poking out from under his foreskin like an acorn from its husk. I gripped his dick and as it hardened fully, the head slowly peeped out of its covering. There was the slightest white ring under the helmet that was exposed when I pulled the skin down. An unfamiliar odor wafted into my nostrils. "Suck it." I moved forward and took as much of it as I could. Slowly, I moved up and down sucking its girth. I estimated that if my dick was six and a half inches, then his must be close to eight or nine. Plus, the head was fat. I tried so hard to suck without nicking him with my teeth. I heard no complaints. He stepped out of his shorts and we both were naked as he began to hump my mouth faster. When I tried to move backwards, his hand gripped my head and pulled it closer. "Nope. You can take it soldier. Don't wuss out." I was gagging and trying not to hurl. While my body was jerking forward and backward, I heard the beer and piss mixture gurgling in my belly. I fought to keep my gag reflex under control and my jaw ached like hell. There was no letting up! Finally, he gave me break. "Stand up. Come over here." He led me back to the hot and stinking poker room and sat on his chair. He put one foot up on the table and moved the other knee way out. "Now work on my balls. That's good. Lick'em good. Give them a good bath." I licked up and down those hairy balls and he cooed the more I did it. "That's it. Get right in there against my leg. Lick out that sweat." I lifted his nuts to get my tongue up under the cleavage where his nuts started and the hairy leg separated. Then I licked out the other side. "Fuck buddy, you're good at this!" I smiled as I sucked his swaying nut sac. "Now suck both of them into your mouth." I struggled to get them both in. I tried to push the other one in after getting the first and one and squished around. "Don't be a pansy about it. Shove it in your mouth. It won't break!" I did just as he said and grabbed his balls in my fist until they were squeezed to the limit in their bag and forced them into my mouth. Once inside, I let my jaws relax and my lips were wrapped around the root of his balls. "Oh yeah, suck those boys. I love it!" He wrapped his leg around my neck and locked me there tightly. His foot rested on the other knee with me locked in. After ten minutes or so, he said to spit them out. Then he raised his leg back onto the table and leaned back. "Now it's time to go a little lower down chief." He meant his asshole! I hesitated. I had licked Garrett's ass several times, but I had never full-on sucked a dirty hole like this! "Stick your tongue in my ass. Do it or else I won't reward you with all that cum you want so bad!" He was right. At the moment I was begging for it! So, first I pressed my nose into it. It smelled like his crotch mixed with butt smell. Then I felt his hand on the back of my head. I stuck out my tongue and pressed it into the sweaty and salty butthole. "Ahh, yes. Eat that hole kid!" I spent another ten to fifteen minutes munching his asshole. I was really getting into it. His verbal coaching totally egged me on. He spread more so I could. Really get in there. The whole time he stroked his big dick against my forehead. The slightly sour/cheesy scent of ass had now dissolved and it just smelled like my breath. "Let's take this to the other room." He nodded toward his bedroom. I walked there with him following me. When we got to his bed, he shoved two fingers up my sweat and spit-slicked hole and dug around. "Feels like there's plenty of room in here for daddy!" he snickered. I felt a third finger shoved inside me and it burned slightly. "Lay on the bed on your back. Hang your head right here at the edge!" I pulled away and when his fingers exited my ass there was a slight plop sound. I rolled on the king size bed into the position he demanded. He grabbed me from the moved me toward him until my head hung off. Then he shoved his cock into my mouth! "UMFFFFF!" I choked. "Come on dude, take it like a man!" Andrew slow-fucked my mouth all the way to his pubes and back--there was no halfway this time around. When I tried to push him away, he gripped my wrists with one of his arms. The he scared me by lifting his foot and pressing it onto my neck! "Breath through nose! Open your throat and cover your lips. Don't scrape it with your teeth." His foot didn't press hard but it prevented me from moving my head. Andrew sped up the assault on my tonsils. My head was turned to the side getting skull-fucked. I tasted the salty precum over and over. He wouldn't let go of my wrists. He randomly gave me chance to for a deep gasp for air as I snorted snot and saliva out of my nose. He was unsympathetic. I was sweating and struggled to dodge his cock which kept going deeper and deeper. I groaned in protest, but couldn't get out a word. "Don't make me think you're not wanting my dick like this. Your dick tells me otherwise!" He held onto me with one hand and slapped my hard dick back and forth with the other hand. "That thing is so hard it might break!" he laughed. With no warning, he stopped at the deep throat position fully inside me. "Stay calm. Breathe!" "I cahhh!" I tried to say. Tears ran down my face. "Yeah you can." Then he started moving fast again. Slam! Slam! Slam! Went the balls against my chin. My nose smelled his bush with each bump against his pubes. He took his foot off my neck. The muskiness generating from his crotch and armpits only got stronger. I looked up at him an made eye contact. He winked and licked his lips. The hard mouth-fuck got rougher and I started to zone out. Detecting he was losing me, he pulled out. I huffed and puffed. While his leaking dick rested on my chin, he pried my mouth open all the way. Andrew opened his mouth and spit a long rope of saliva into my gasping mouth! "Taste your daddy!" Instead of repulsing me, I swallowed his spit and to my own surprise, I uttered, "More!" He grinned arrogantly and spit in my mouth again. I greedily sucked it down. Then he shoved his dick in my mouth and resumed banging me. I was barely keeping up with the pace to breathe but he was right--my dick was totally hard still. The more I got used by Andrew, the more I was turned on. Finally, he shouted and then slowed down to humping my mouth in jerks. I felt my mouth filling with his cum. I lay there and let my mouth fill up with the thick jizz. My eyes had tears going down them and I was ringing wet. Andrew got up and picked me up. Gently he lay me down on my back. I felt him spreading my legs as he moved in between them. Numb, I lay there and didn't protest. I thought I was about to be fucked. Instead, he got on his knees and started lovingly sucking my dick like a pro. Three fingers were slowly inserted into my rectum. The slow finger-fuck was the trigger for me. I started cumming like I never had before. My body jerked as he jacked me and sucked simultaneously. Right then, we heard my mother! "Hey babe!" she called from the kitchen. I heard her heels walking through the kitchen. I simply froze. Andrew grabbed me and shoved me into his closet and shut the door. I fell back into darkness landing a pair of boots. I heard them talking. In the small space I reeked of our body odors. "Hey babe, I'm all sweaty from a workout!" "You look fine, but you stink!" she said giggling. "No don't!" He obviously tried to hug her. "Don't worry babe, I'll grab a shower. Hold your nose for now." He told her. "Okay sweetie. I'm gonna be waiting for you on the bed!" I cringed at the thought of my mom waiting for him on the bed naked or otherwise. I heard him turning on the shower in their bathroom. My mom hummed as she opened her closet. I heard sounds of her putting shoes or something away. When it sounded like she was gone from the room, I cracked the sliding door slightly only to see her walk back in with a bottle of wine and two glasses. "Fuck, I'm stuck here!" I thought. I wished I hadn't opened it to see out. I heard him get out of the shower. She talked to Andrew about her evening with Sherry. They ended up having a girls' night out and ended up at a topless bar! "Damn you girls are going wild on me!" he joked. They talked all flirty for the next fifteen minutes while she poured them wine. Eventually I heard him snoring! "Come on baby, I know you're tired from that workout--but I'm needing some at attention down here!" In her nightie, she opened her legs and had no panties on! I cringed again and moved backwards with my eyes shut hard. Then I heard a loud snore. "I've got the biggest schlong right here and he's conked out on me!" I thought she was talking to herself. Then I realized she was on the phone. I eventually realized it was Sherry. "Girl we hurried home for nothing. I was so ready for it. Usually, I gotta push him away! Okay. I'll talk to you tomorrow." The lamplight went black from my view and Andrew lay there next to her dozing from the sound of it. I lay there uncomfortably for at least another fifteen minutes wondering how the hell I was getting out of there. I worried about falling asleep and getting busted in there by mom. Then I heard a second, lighter snoring. Immediately, the other snores stopped and I heard the bed creak. I was startled when I heard the doors slide open and a hand reached for me and pulled me out. I bit my lower lip trying to stay quiet. Andrew pulled me out and nearly dragged me from the room. Once we were back in the living room past the kitchen, he grabbed me in a bear hug and kissed me hard. "Heh heh heh, almost busted huh?" he sniggered in a low voice. He didn't seem as drunk anymore--just very tired. As we walked, my legs were shaky and I had butterflies in my stomach. In my room he pushed me down on the mattress on my stomach and I felt his hard dick pressed downward into my crack. The head of his dick pressed against my hole. "We almost got caught buddy. Your mama almost found out!" He seemed excited and turned on about it. I was a nervous wreck! "Feel that dick against your sweet hole? It won't happen tonight, but soon I am gonna fuck that sweet butt of yours good. You're gonna love getting fucked by your stepdaddy! Once you get fucked by me, you'll be craving this pole up your hole like your mom craves it up her pussy!" "Dude, you're fucking crazy!" I laughed. He dry-humped my crack. It actually felt good in my slimy crack. Then he pressed the penis head onto my pucker a little too hard. "Ouch man!" I cried out. "Come on man, let me just squeeze in the head!" When I looked over my shoulder at him, I saw his sexy face and gorgeous eyes. I melted from that look. "Okay, just a little bit!" He pulled off and spit four times into my ass crack. Then rubbed his dick up and down it. Then with no warning, he shoved a few inches into me. "Fuck--!" I started to shout. He clamped his hand over my mouth. "Not so loud Chris--shit!" I froze and lay there with his dick partially inserted inside of my butthole. "Shit, I can't wait to fuck this hot pussy of yours! You are so fucking tight!" He slowly pulled out. "This will make it better!" He bent over and started to eat my ass. I closed my eyes. I was hard and horny all over again as if we'd never had sex earlier. After he came up for air, I rolled over and he slid on top of me. We made out for a while. "Your mom was so horny for my cock tonight. I'm gonna starve her a few days until she's begging for it! Maybe you'll get it before HER? Goodnight sexy motherfucker!" Then he was gone. I rubbed my wet and sore hole. The single push inside had hurt. Yet I was dying to know how his dick would feel all the way inside me. For now, my fingers soothed my butthole. I smiled in the dark when I remembered his words from days before when he said he couldn't get enough of me. The feeling was mutual. To be continued...