Date: Wed, 22 Jul 2020 22:57:06 -0500 From: Naked Guy Subject: Seduced By My Stepdad Seduced By My Stepdad Pt 4 Please don't forget to donate to nifty.org to keep these stories going! - - - We had our first naked workout in the middle of the day. It was filled with a lot of groping and leering at each other. I expected Andrew to make another attempt at trying to fuck me, but he held off. I worked out with a constant hard on the whole time. I didn't understand how he kept from doing the same. I stood in front of the long mirror on the closet door and admired my profile. "You've really filled out since we started working out, buddy." He told me. I felt good. I turned around and look at my back and butt over my shoulder. "You're not any stronger really, but you look fine as fuck." "What does that mean?" I asked I felt like he lifted me up with the compliment only to make fun of me. "I'm just saying, you're a small guy. You're not all skinny now. You know...you are toned, but you're no `he-man'." "Are you saying I'm not butch?" "Oh, you're not girlie or anything, but the average guy could pin your ass down with no effort." Why was he insulting and belittling me? I was so confused. He was looking at me like a hungry wolf, but at the same time laughing at me. I tried to ignore the conflicting emotions and shrugged it off. He finished his workout by using the treadmill. I gawked at his back, butt, and legs covered in a sheen of sweat. His butt constantly flexed and from behind I could see his long ball sack bobbing back and forth. The room was thick with body musk. I felt dizzy. It would have been the perfect time for him to shove his cock up me again. The sexual tension, at least for me, was intense. Then he got off the treadmill, wiped off the ton of sweat pouring off his body onto a towel, and then tossed the towel over my head covering my face! "I'm gonna get a nap!" I was pissed! How could he just leave like that? I pulled the towel off immediate and tossed it at my reflecting in the mirror. My dick had never gone soft through all of that! - - - Sexually frustrated, I ended up getting on the treadmill after he left and tired myself out. When I got to my room, I was too beat to masturbate. I had gotten lube bottle out and was jacking in slow motion. At some unknown point, I closed my eyes and passed out. It was late at night when I got up to eat a late snack. At half past twelve, I headed to the kitchen to make me a sandwich. Andrew was still dozing naked on the recliner. I proposed to make the best of my trip through the living room and take naked photos of him. I made sure he was completely asleep and took several photos of him laying there with a leg over the side. Using my phone, I took photos of his long, smooth feet. His hairy pits were next. Finally, I got shots of his limp cock. Laying between his legs, half of it rested on his lemon-sized balls. The foreskin, draped in a perfect circle, covered the purple head of the penis. The exposed part of the head was very shiny and was sliced in the middle by an oversized piss slit. Standing naked in front of him, my dick pointed to the ceiling. Just looking at the man when he was naked gave me an instant boner. After the pics where taken, I turned to go into the kitchen to make a sandwich. I was in the mood for streaming a movie with a snack. Likely, that was to be followed by another attempt to jack off. After sneaking away from Andrew, my phone beeped super loud! I moved quickly from Andrew to look at the text. It was from Garrett. "Hey dude, I'll be home for the 4th. I want you to come to my house and go swimming. The family will be here but we can have fun despite them." I read that message and smiled. "You still up buddy? Getting a midnight snack?" Andrew woke up from the beep of the phone. "Yeah, I'm in the kitchen," I called out toward the living room. Just as I finished making the sandwich, he walked into the kitchen sleepily and came up behind me. When his soft and long dick pressed into my crack, I jumped! His chest pressed against my shoulders and his arms slid around me. He pulled me into a tight bearhug and lifted me off the floor. "Ah man, I love seeing you walk around naked like this. Fuck man, your wiener is always pokin' up." I felt his dick slowly hardening while mine was already erect. He rubbed the head of his penis up and down over my sore hole. I could smell his armpits. "I can't fuck yet man. I'm totally sore!" "Well, I'm getting that ass somehow," he chuckled. "You're prancing around showing off that ass like you want it bad." He removed the glass cover of the butter dish and dug his finger into the soft butter. He smeared it all into my crack. "Bend over. And don't fuckin' say shit." His pushed my back hard and my upper chest fell onto the counter. I expected an abrupt invasion to my backside. Instead of fucking my hole, Andrew pushed my legs together and fucked me between my legs and the cleft of my crack. He pushed his dick downward between my legs under me until his dick bumped my balls. Being taller, his penis was at an angle and rubbed lengthwise back and forth over my hole. He pulled back and his head stopped just at my hole and then moved down my taint to my balls again. "It's not your ass, but riding your crack is the next best thing. You got the smoothest ass I ever saw on a man." "How many guys' asses have you seen?" I quipped. He roughly pulled my head back by the chin and pressed his lips to my ear. "Don't you fuckin' worry about that, pony!" He abruptly lifted me up under my arms and my feet landed on his. Standing on his large feet, I leaned forward as he fucked my ass-crack and thighs with and harder intensity. I could hear his balls slapping around under his dick. "It's a good thing you don't have a lot hair down there. I'd hate getting rugburn. There's not a single hair on your cheeks or fuck-hole!" He pumped between my legs. I was surprised how good this felt. Several minutes went by as my crack and taint was fucked. His short breaths indicated he was about to shoot his load. "Turn around!" he said. As soon as I turned around, he was jacking his greasy, buttered cock in front of me. He pushed my shoulders down until I dropped to my knees. Sprays of thick cum spurted all over my face around my mouth. He grunted loud as he came. I just sat there taking it. When his orgasm had waned, he rubbed his cock on my face to wipe off the grease and cum. Andrew put his hands under my arms and pulled me back up. With his fingers, he scooped up his cum from my face and chin. Andrew picked up my sandwich and pulled the bread off. He rubbed the ropes of thick cum onto the sliced ham and put the bread back. Then he lifted the sandwich to my mouth. "There's a midnight snack for you! Eat it!" When he ordered me to eat it, I took a huge bite of it and chewed. Amid the mustard and ham, I sensed the cum in bites of soggy bread. After my first bite, he tore the sandwich in smaller pieces and made me eat the rest of it by hand-feeding me. As I ate it, he played with my dick with the other hand. He dipped his hand in the remaining butter for lube. I swallowed the last of it with a loud gulp. "That's it, slugger! How was daddy's cum sandwich?" When he said that, I started spewing cum onto his arm and hand. "That's it. Get that pent up cum out those teenage balls." After I came, he made me suck my cum off his fingers. "Eat up, you little cum slut. Boy I lucked out with you! You can't get enough cum and cock, can you? You even guzzle up your own jizz!" He patted my head like I was a child. "You better get used to being sore, puppy!" He laughed loud and rudely slapped my ass. My face flushed hot. Andrew turned to grab a six-pack of beer from the fridge. I felt stupid. I tried to understand why I did everything he told me to. He mocked me and I didn't even protest. I supposed I feared making him mad enough to deprive me of his cock. I watched his sexy ass walk out of there and then he was gone. I was still hard even though I just ejaculated. It was impossible to not be constantly aroused by him. - - - I wasn't very hungry anymore. I felt embarrassed and stupid. When I passed through the living room, he moved his foot out to block me. "Where you going Chris? You don't want to spend this time with me? We should be making the best of our time alone." His piercing sexy eyes looked into my soul. After popping the top of the bear, he scratched his balls and guzzle the entire can in less than a minute. The he burped loud and nodded to the large arm of the recliner on his right. I sat there with my butt on the armrest and feet on the carpet. He continued to watch pre-recorded highlights of a NASCAR race. He stroked my back while he talked back to the TV commenting on the cars or stats on the screen. I didn't pay attention to any of it. I sat there numbly enjoying his touch. Then I realized he was talking to me. "Say what?" I mumbled. "I said you're the whitest white boy I've ever seen, but damn beautiful." His words made my soft penis wake up again. "I lucked out with you Christopher. My own personal little cock hound!" "I don't like--" As I started to complain about the way he was talking to me, he grabbed my ribs and mercilessly tickled me. I fell onto him and was now on his lap. They weight of us both made the back of the chair recline to its limit. As I struggled to get away, his grip tightened. Despite all my working out, he was bigger and stronger than me. I was weak like he told me earlier. He held my wrists with one hand while squeezing my balls with the other. "I can fill that cum filling back in your balls already" His hand slid under me and poked my ass a little. As time passed, he loosened his grip on me. I'd succumbed anyway. I had to admit, I loved being in his arms. He was getting tired again and yawned. His man-smells wafted over us and I sighed and inhaled deeply. After he began to snore, I moved to my side there in his lap and snuggled up. The recliner was nearly horizontal to the floor so it was like we were on a very small bed. I pressed my nose into the cleavage of his armpit and sighed. His warm breath blew onto my neck and I closed my eyes to sleep. - - - I woke to him rubbing a spit-covered finger into my hole. Sunbeams shined through the blinds of the patio door. "Hey sexy fucker, you slept all night with me. That's awesome!" His other hand rubbed through the thin pubic hair in my crotch. My back rested flat against his chest. He kissed all over my neck until his finger reached its limit. Andrew pulled his fingers out lifted his to my face. and cupped his hand under my mouth. "Spit in my hand." I spat as he told me to. "Don't spit like a girl. Fill it up!" I cleared my throat and spit for several seconds. Satisfied, he pulled his hand away and it moved under my butt. He was lubing up his cock! "More!" he ordered when the hand came up again. My mouth was dry so I grabbed the can of unfinished beer and gargled with what was left inside it. Then I spat liberally into his hand. Then several fingers roamed into my asshole. My ass was still sore, but I was used to it now. With no warning, he pushed himself into me! "Ohhhhh fuck yeahhhhh!" he cried out. It burned in a familiar, expected way. We sat there for a minute or two as felt me up all over playing with my tits and groping my nuts. Suddenly his legs popped outward and he wrapped them around mine! My legs were now trapped by his legs. Andrew's hands were on my skinny ribs. Gripping my legs like that caused his dick to move in and out as he contracted and relaxed his legs over and over. Each opposite movement pushed my ass backwards and his cock rammed inside me to the hilt. He kept repeating this without stopping. He continued to bounce me around like that--fucking me like I was his slut. "Ahhhhhh!" I whined. My ass felt full like it would burst and the pressure of it combined with my hand jerking myself felt amazing. His upwards humping and legs tightening continued with no resting. His mouth sucked the hair on the side of my head. I was in heaven as he fucked on and on! "Goddammit your so tight! UGHHHH! Fuck Christopher!" His fucked harder. If there was still pain, I was used to it. Now I only felt the pleasure of having my ass rammed. "Shit, I can't get enough of you!" His cock continued to bang my butthole with no stopping. I loved being in this submissive position getting fucked from behind. My underarms were stinking and my back was totally sweaty. I closed my eyes as his tongue licked into my ear. I didn't even care when he bit hard on my earlobe with his side teeth. As if that wasn't enough, with his biceps up under my pits, his hands reached up to grip the back of my neck and pulled down hard. This pulled my head forward and caused his to fuck me even harder. My neck hurt but I didn't care. His fingers were at the back of my neck and his long thumbs pressed close to my throat. I couldn't breathe--my air was cut off! I closed my eyes while I was about to black out. His left hand slapped the side of my face with a sharp whack. "Stay with me babe. Daddy's about to fill your perfect pussy again!" I felt my dick shooting cum with no hands on it as his cock moved like a piston inside of me! I reached for it so I could finish the orgasm with my hands. He yelled so loud it hurt my ear when he started cumming. He bucked hard three times and then finished with slow long fuck strokes. His heart was beating hard underneath me. He was so out breath he couldn't talk. We lay there without talking for a few minutes as our breathing returned to normal. His legs were still wrapped around mine but not with the vice grip from before. His hand weakly rubbed my cum into my pubes. I was seeing stars. "Holy fucking Jesus," he finally spoke. "Oh, my fucking god." I giggled and then he laughed. "Fuck Christopher. That was the most intense fuck I ever had in my life. You're a perfect fuck. I don't ever wanna take my cock out of your sweet hole." My ass actually felt numb. I was aware that something was in it but was slowly easing out. With a wet plop, his dick rolled out. We both laughed. He struggled to sit up, but after gripping the arms of the chair he moved upright with me in his lap. I felt like I had been forced to work out on a gym machine for half an hour. We stood up and he turned me around and lifted me up hard over his shoulder as if I was light as a feather. Andrew carried me to my bedroom where we collapsed. He rubbed my butthole with the palm of his hand as we spooned. I felt a cum fart cumming. It sputtered slightly into his hand. He massaged the cum all over my butt cheeks. We snuggled up together and went to sleep like two longtime lovers. - - - We slept through breakfast and woke up around noon. Andrew called and ordered a pizza. After it was delivered, he brought the pizza and some cold beers to my room. We sat on the mattress cross-legged and ate together. "That pizza boy had his eyes all over me! I should have let the towel fall off!" "I don't doubt you get that reaction everywhere you go...from pizza boys to men and women." I said. He just shrugged like it didn't matter to him. "You're such a hot man," I told him. "I can't stop thinking about you." "Same to you chief. Whether I am at work, watching TV, having sex with your mother...I can't get the thought of fucking your brains out from my head. I constantly want that cock hungry mouth on me or my dick in your juicy little twat. When I fuck you it's like that hole of yours is sucking my dick inside with a death-grip. Besides all that, you're so easy on the eyes!" "So, have you always been into guys and girls? Or did you experiment later?" He shoved his piece of uneaten pizza crust into my mouth. "Eat. None of that matters. All that matters is that it feels good. Down here and in here." He pointed to his dick and then his head when saying that. His eyes looked deeply into mine as he drank his beer. "Don't go analyzing all this shit. Just worry about being ready any chance I get to fuck your little cootchie!" "Yes sir!" I agreed. My dick remained hard as I ate the last of my pizza. - - - We napped again later and then turned on the small TV in my room. We watched a couple of movies and relaxed in each other's arms. In the late evening, we fooled around again. This time, however, I got a taste of his softer side. We did a lot of heavy making out. He was such a good kisser! He licked my ass and soothed it from all the fucking it had received over the weekend. We sucked each other off in a sixty-nine. No rough stuff. He got sleepy after he came. He laid on his stomach while I ate his ass. "I love your hairy butt, man. I love eating ass as much as sucking your dick!" I told him. I ran my fingers up and down the spit slicked crack and swirled the black hairs with my fingers. It was hot to pull his cheeks apart to find the soft, dark pink starfish in the middle. All was good until I pressed my finger into his butthole. His hand reached around and gripped my wrist tightly. "Don't go in there!" "My tongue's been diving in there for an hour!" I retorted. "No cocks and no fingers go inside my ass EVER!" "God, okay!" I snapped. Then he let go. My feelings were hurt. I didn't understand the anger over it. "I'm gonna take a nap. Get over here next me." He ordered. I was still kind of irked. I complied and lay down on my back beside him. He turned on his side to face me. Andrew moved his face into my armpit. "You're starting to smell like a man now." He rested his face in my armpit breathing hot air against it. "I was a man already!" "Yeah, yeah, sure." He rubbed my chest and closed his eyes. "I'm fucking 18!" I said. "Shhhhh! I need to sleep, squirt. You put me through the ringer this weekend. You made ME feel like I was 18." I relaxed as he snuggled even closer. I rubbed my dick as he started to snore. There was no use trying to work up another cum. I was tired too, but didn't admit it. - - - The room was bright again when I woke up. I had a strong urge to piss. As I got up, he grabbed my foot and pulled me back. "I gotta piss dude!" "Okay, sure..." he mumbled groggily. He pulled me to him and kissed me deeply "Mmmm, your morning breath is sexy! Let's lay some more pipe stud!" "Shit man, I gotta go before I piss all over the bed." He held me down and grabbed my half-hard dick. "You got a morning woody!" He laughed. He then tried to tickle me and I squirmed to get loose. He was too strong for me to escape. After I yelled at him again, he let go. I grabbed my dick and ran to the bathroom. I was pissing on the floor before I got to the toilet. I drained my stored-up piss to a great relief. I tossed a towel down onto the floor to soak up the bright yellow urine. I walked back to the bedroom and swatted his ass hard! He rolled over and pinned me down and tickled me more. "Stop it or I'll pee again and this time on you. You made me piss the floor!" He loosened his grip but kept his arms around me and sucked on my neck. "Maybe I'll pee all over YOU now!" he threatened." "You better not!" He spit on his middle finger and wiggled it into my hole. "You're gonna give me more hickies! Don't you gotta go to work?" I cried. "I can go in when I feel like it. Let's sleep in! I wanna doze here with my dick pressed stuck inside you." He pushed part of his dick in me and I gave up. I relented and lay there in his arms. The air conditioning air flowing over us contrasted with the body heat under the sheet. It was a nice feeling. "Just another few inches!" He shoved his dick all the way inside me. We didn't fuck though. Instead, I dozed off in my stepdad's warm arms and legs. - - - When I heard voices, I panicked. I sat up fast and pulled off the sheet. I went to my door and opened it. It was mom talking to grandma. I shook Andrew awake. "Way to go dude! Mom is HOME!" "Shhh! Shut up Chris," he whispered. I was pushed away. "Okay mother, I'll go back out to the car to get your other bag." My mom and grandma were in the room across the hall-the spare bedroom! "Put on something and go distract your grandmother. NOW!" he ordered. I pulled on shorts and ran out to the hall. Inside the other room I told my grandmother good morning. She hugged me and I felt embarrassed smelling like sweat and cum. Maybe she didn't notice? Behind me Andrew slipped into the bathroom. After mom had come back inside, we stood there talking. I had stepped all the way into the spare room trying to get my mom out of the hallway. As she stepped inside with us, her back was to the hall and I hoped Andrew had hauled ass. "Honey, I guess Andrew's gone already. We didn't through the garage. Can you go get mom's suitcases?" I wondered to myself, "Suitcases? Plural?". "Yes ma'am." I hurried to the driveway. I quickly guessed that mom had come in the front door and had not made it to her room yet. When I came back inside, mom was heading to her room. Andrew walked out in a towel and went to hug her. "Hey baby!" he said and hugged her and spun her around. "Warning, mom's staying a few days with us. I'll drive her home on Wednesday. You running late hon?" "Yeah Kelly. I tossed and turned all night. Must have been because that bed was so empty!" I rolled my eyes. The only tossing and turning going on was my body while his dick was in one part or another. He kissed her again and walked off to get ready for work. I went to the kitchen to fix a bowl of cereal. I felt awkward and tried to go about my regular routine. I sat at the table and ate. In the background mom was getting grandma settled in. Just then, fully dressed and good-smelling, Andrew walked in to make his lunch. "You didn't start my coffee, chief?" "What?" I said with a mouthful. He walked up behind me and bent over to kiss my neck. He shoved his hand in my shorts and fondled my dick. "Just kidding! Your grandma's gonna cramp our style. We'll find a way fool around! And don't wash those sheets! I want you to smell us until we fuck again!" He pulled away just seconds before mom came out of the hall. They kissed again and he was off. I felt mad again being felt up like a piece of ass and then abandoned. I tried to be friendly to my grandmother, but I was so distracted. I was already stressing out from what he'd just said: he was gonna try to mess around even with mom and grandma there. Then I felt massive guilt for having been fucked all weekend behind my mom's back. She loved him and had no idea. No idea!! - - - I couldn't go into work. I was too preoccupied with emotions going all over the place. Garrett texted a naked photo to me and I felt guilty for cheating on him with Andrew. I called in sick. To escape the gloom indoors, I went outside to wash all the mud off my bike. A huge moving truck drove up next door and parked by the curb. A small car drove up into the driveway and a young Latino guy and an older lady got out. Three burly workmen got out of the truck and they all met in the yard. It must have been that guy's mother. They had the same faces. He looked to be college age. He was tall and skinny. Sort of cute but had a badly cut mohawk. He had a t-shirt on with sleeves cut out. Then he looked over my way and nodded. Then he said something to his mother and walked over to me. I was embarrassed to be filthy. I had no shirt on and mud was on my arms and legs. My hair was sticking up. He reached out to shake my hand. "Hey there, I'm Ricardo...you can call me Richie. My parents just bought this house. We're gonna be neighbors." My hand was wet but I shook his anyway. "Sorry man. I rode home in the rain Friday! I'm just trying to clean it up." "No worries, bro!" We chatted for about five minutes. I learned his dad was retiring from the army and would be there soon, but for now it was just him and his mom. They just moved from Fort Hood. "I'm so sick of being an army brat...but now I leave for college anyway in late August." Then we heard his mother calling out to him in Spanish. "Horita, mama!" he answered to her. I laughed. "I gotta go man. My mom doesn't trust those moving guys. I'll see you around!" "Yeah, cool..." I mumbled. As he walked off, I noticed he had a flat butt. Overall, he was alright. I glanced over at the hot moving guys. Two guys were white and the other was dark brown. All of them were in tight red tank tops with their company logo on the back. I was more interested in those guys than Richie. As I sprayed the last of the dried mud off the bike, I imagined getting fucked in the back of the moving truck by both men. When I realized I was tenting in my shorts, I turned into the garage fast and pulled my bike inside. Back in my room later, I lay naked on my bed jacking off. I reached under the mattress for my hairbrush and spit all over the end of it. It eased into my ass quickly. As I lay there trying to reach an orgasm, I realized the brush wasn't gonna satisfy me anymore. Now, I only wanted the real thing. To be continued...