Date: Tue, 12 Sep 2023 09:49:03 -0700 From: Pomo Wolf Subject: Jimmy's New Stepdad 10 ( Gay/Incest, oral, anal, b/MMM) Incest, oral, anal, b/MMM This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between a consenting underage boy and adult males. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. If you enjoy Nifty, please make your donation to Nifty Archive Alliance to help keep the site running and stories available. Copyright 2023 Wolf, all rights reserved. You may contact me at pomowolf74@gmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Jimmy's New Stepdad 10 By Wolf I was sound asleep when a ruckus coming in from my parent's room woke me up. I tried to ignore it and go back to sleep, but the sound of my mother yelling, moaning, more, more, louder than usual, so I knew they were home from their night-out, so I decided to have a peek. As I peeked, around the corner through the door, I saw my mother on all fours with my uncle Bill behind her grabbing her big Latina hips, and ramming his cock into ass and using her hard and fast. While my dad had her by her dark black hair and his cock was slid in and out of her mouth, and his big, heavy swinging balls slapped her chain. They laughed and told her to do her job. As she ground her butt against my uncle and between breaths, Mom yelled: "Do it harder!!" and laughed at my uncle saying: "You should've gotten yourself a Latina Bitch that can handle the size of your cock! All your wife does is complain about it hurting too much." I returned to my bedroom, closed my door, and went to sleep. The next morning. It was business as usual. My mom had gotten more comfortable with less clothing. I believe my dad had influenced her choices. She was standing there in a black lace thong and a sheer lace, Teddy, as she served milk. She gave me a peck on the cheek while I was imagining all the things that she had done last night with her mouth. I love the mental picture anyway. I asked Dad: "Are you going to go to career day with me? He said: "Of course, I arranged my schedule in order to be at your school. I was proud the way I had someone support me this year Sitting in the classroom I held tears as Mr. Smith handed back my test paper and I had scored 100 on.my math test once again. I was gleaming with pride, knowing that I had outscored the brainiac kids. They were somewhat jealous of my score. Little did they know you don't need to study that hard. I was getting on my knees for Mr. Smith to pass that class! Mr. Smith just handed me the test and told me good job kid. As I slowly put my things away. I couldn't wait to see my stepdad in my next class for career day. It was fun since everyone thought my stepdad was my real Dad. He liked to be called that. Everyone though he was cool, since there was a plethora of Moms and Dads talking about their career one thing that caught my attention was Mr. Smith was standing next to a tall, burly man in a fireman uniform, as they were obviously friends, since they just ignored everyone else, but suddenly he pointed at me and smiled. I was just enjoying the moment before class was let out. Mr. Smith approached my dad and whispered something in his ear, and my dad smiled, nodded his head. At the end of the class, Dad left the room swiftly. As I approached Mr. Smith, he was standing next to his friend. Mr. Smith told me: "I think you have detention, so go to my room. I knew that I hadn't done anything disruptive or anything to warrant detention, but it was enough to give me a worried expression on my face when he told me that he was usually lost around me, saying I was in trouble. I walked slowly to his classroom. When I entered there was my dad, Mr. Smith, and the other gentleman in the firefighter' uniform. They smiled, and I knew what that meant. Mr. Smith quickly locked the door from the inside, making it impossible for anyone even with a key to open the classroom. Mr. Smith told me: "Make yourself comfortable!" as they approached me. The firefighter hugged and kissed Mr. Smith and my dad. All three of them quickly had their cocks out, and I quickly dropped to my knees as we stood in the back of the room. Where Mr. Smith had an area rug. They were there for one thing, and one thing only, it wasn't kind, it wasn't gentle! It was just a reminder of what I was good for! There was not a care in the world. My hair was grabbed and my mouth was used well by the three adult men. I choked and gagged on their cocks as they shoved their cocks down my throat. They slowly started stripping me of my clothes, and left me in nothing but a white cotton brief I was wearing. Mr. Smith looked at the fireman and said: "That is Tim. I told him just how much you like big cocks of adult men." As the man slowly walked up to me with his cock in hand and was wiggling it up and down in front of me. I smelled the musky odor of his big brown cock with a big hairy scrotum, and his cock had a very distinct taste of urine and it quickly went away. As he was using my mouth, while I was trying to concentrate on what was in my mouth and my dad's cock in my hand, before I felt some really-hard across my ass. I was being told by Mr. Smith that I was a good boy, for always wearing cute things for guys to enjoy. As he quickly mounted and entered my ass with his thick cock with a wide mushroom head. The three men took turns using me. I was being spit-roasted by two men while I masturbated the third man. I was reminded of my purpose by my dad, and Mr. Smith really-quick cumming in my mouth, Tim had his big cock in my asshole. All three men took their turn being jacked off by me, fucking my mouth, and fucking my tight little asshole. whether I was on my hands and knees, or on my back on a desk. The only cock I was afraid of was Brandon's (the firefighter.) He's almost 10 inch long and looks as big as a can of beer. When he plowed into my ass all the way I felt his heavy and hairy body pressing and my body into the desk. I felt him taking his built-up anger out on me. The look on his face was sheer love, knowing he was taking out his frustrations on my ass. While Mr. Smith laughed and told him: "I told you he was way better than anything you've had, especially your wife!!!" I'm sure as the firefighter who identified himself as Tim said you're damn right I don't think he's been able to take this whole thing in his mouth let alone his ass. As his strokes got faster, and his hips met my ass, creating big smacking-sounds ringing throughout the classroom. Dad was just sitting there, stroking, looking at me being spit roasted, dominated, and humiliated on my hands and knees with my panties around my knees, for what seemed to last forever. They said: "We don't wanna make a mess either our clothes or in the classroom, so every single drop was swallowed that day after they finished, and they were thoroughly satisfied they thanked me and they licked my asshole to be sure there was no cum leaking out of my asshole before they straightened up their clothes. They gently helped me get dressed before we unlocked the door and walked out of the classroom. Dad said: "You had to get with Mr. Smith. We try to set up a poker game every two weeks. You should definitely-join us at the card game. Mr. Smither agreed and said: "We have a good maid here to serve all of our needs at the card game!" Tim smiled and said: "I agree and love the idea!" AS we were walking to the parking lot, my step dad walked me to his pickup truck past other people headed to the parking lot. None of them suspected that the three men had their way with me. They had used both holes like I was a whore. Career day at school was a success as far as I was concerned! If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to pomowolf74@gmail.com If you enjoy Nifty, please make your donation to Nifty Archive Alliance to help keep the site running and stories available.