Date: Sat, 20 Oct 2018 00:44:34 +0100 From: Nifty Tommy Subject: The Stepfather's Affair Part 3 Disclaimer/Warning: The following story contains material of an explicit sexual nature. It is completely a work of fiction and is not meant to depict any actual persons or events. It is also pure fantasy and is not intended to condone or encourage the events depicted, nor anything remotely similar, in real life. Do not read or download if you are offended by such material or if you are not a legal adult. Do not make it available to anyone who is not a legal adult. Remember to donate to Nifty Reach me at: niftytommy123@gmail.com The Stepfather's Affair - Part 3 It was the day after Tommy had jerked off watching Don fuck his unaware dad. He was now standing in the lobby of nice-ish hotel in the city, waiting nervously. Don had come into Tommy's room before school in the morning and slipped the boy a piece of paper with the hotel's name on it. "Meet me there after school," he'd said "I've got your dad covered". He'd then hurried out of the room and to work. And so, Tommy was now lingering awkwardly in the lobby of this hotel. Tommy couldn't help but notice that a lot of the guests there seemed to be older gentlemen in suits, with younger boys or girls. It seemed this hotel was a meeting place for city workers and their mistresses. Even so, Tommy was still in his uniform and was getting odd looks from some of the other patrons. He kept checking his watch, but he had no idea what time Don wold be arriving so it was a bit pointless. Thankfully, Don didn't leave Tommy waiting long. He strode into the lobby still in his work suit. Jerking his head at Tommy, indicating he should follow him, Don strode straight up to the reception desk. As Tommy walked towards him, he saw the receptionist and Don exchanging words, before the receptionist turned around to retrieve a key. "Hey," said Tommy, as he came to stand next to his stepfather. "Hello boy," replied Don, smirking. It was then that the receptionist, a dark-haired boy that looked around Tommy's age, turned back to them. Seeing Tommy now, the receptionist gave Don a knowing look and then handed him the room key. "Enjoy your stay sir". "Oh I plan to," Don said devilishly, before giving Tommy and lewd slap on the butt and walking towards the lift. Slightly embarrassed, Tommy trailed after the older man. ... Don made a mental note to get that flirty little receptionist's number, as he strode over to lift. A whore like that seemed like he'd be up for it anytime. But it was Tommy he was here for today. As they got into the lift, Don leant down and began to forcefully kiss his 18-year- old stepson. "You know what meeting me here means?" Don asked, pulling away from Tommy only slightly. "Yes". "It means you're mine, you belong to me. It means I'm gonna fuck you hard and rough, the way I like, and you're just gonna say 'thank you daddy' and take it". Don grabbed Tommy's hand a pulled it up to his crotch, forcing him to feel his hard cock. "You worship this from now on". "Okay daddy". The lift pinged and the doors slid open. Don walked out, pulling Tommy behind him. ... Don was sat on the bed and Tommy stood in front of him. The boy's uniform was a bit too tight on him, showing his thick thighs and ass. Don softly stroked his fingers up and down the boy's juicy legs. He licked his lips. "Undress for me," Don said. Tommy moved and began to loosen his school tie, but Don put his hand up to stop him. "You can leave that on". Tommy paused, smiled, and then proceeded to unbutton his shirt instead. He peeled it off slowly, revealing his taut, young chest and stomach. Don leaned back on the bed, enjoying the show. Every now and then a deep growl would emanate from his chest. Tommy pulled his shirt collar underneath his tie and then threw the shirt down onto the floor, leaving him in just his tie and trousers. "Turn around boy" Don ordered. As Tommy did so, Don got a full view of the boy's phat, round butt; it was squeezed so tight into his school trousers that a little flesh spilled over the top of them. There was a faint 'ping' as Tommy undid the strained button on his tight trousers. He slowly peeled them over his round bubble butt, revealing that he was wearing no underwear. He'd felt so filthy, going to school commando and thinking about his stepdad all day. Now that Tommy's trousers were down, he was naked. He turned around. Don was still sat on the bed, but he'd taken his cock out of his trousers now and was stroking it. "On your knees faggot," Don ordered, smiling. As Tommy complied, Don stood up. Don was now towering above the boy. Looking down at the boy's pretty face, right next to his enormous cock, he felt powerful. And he was going to us his power today, no holding back. Don pushed his cock against Tommy's plump lips, sliding it in to the 18-year-old's mouth. He pushed roughly forwards into Tommy's throat, eliciting a gag straight away. Reflexively, Tommy put his hands up to push Don's hips away. But Don wasn't going easy today; he threw the boys arms back and gave him a harsh slap to the face. "You're mine now cunt!" Tommy looked up at his stepdad, tears streaming now his face. His throat was hurting already and his natural reflex was to try to stop it, but he couldn't deny his desire. Gagging on a giant cock, staring up into the eyes of a true man, Tommy felt himself submit. He went almost limp, allowing Don to use his face as if it was any old whore's hole. Don was pretty impressed. He wasn't balls-deep in the fag's face yet, but this was the most he'd managed to take so far. Tommy was gagging a lot, with tears streaming down his face, but that was exactly how Don liked his head. This carried on for a good ten minutes. Don was enjoying being able to fuck how he wanted. He couldn't help but feel a small pang of regret for not having started doing Tommy years ago. Wanting to move things along, Don reached into his suit pocket and pulled out a small tube of lube. His cock still shoved down Tommy's throat, Don began to squirt the lube all over Tommy's face and the half of his cock not buried in Tommy's mouth. He used his big hand to smear it all over Tommy's face, into his hair. "You look pretty like that slut" Don said, just before he spat on the fag in front of him. Tommy was in euphoria. He had given everything finally, fully embraced his submission. The spit on his face made him feel even sluttier and he loved it. After sitting on Tommy, Don decided it was time for the main event. Tommy felt Don's slide out of his throat and he missed it. Don treated him like a ragdoll, picking him up and just flinging him on to the bed. Don arranged his limbs so that Tommy was bent over the end of the bed, hole waiting. Still in his full suit, with his solid cock sticking out through the zipper, Don positioned himself behind his fag. There was a mirror above the head of the bed, so Tommy and Don could still see each other in this position. They looked in to one another's eyes, filled with lust. Then Don leant forward, twisted his hand in Tommy's hair, pushed down on the bottom of his back with the other hand, and then slammed in. Tommy felt as though his ass was being torn in two. His toes curled and he let out a coarse scream. "That's it, scream for me piggy", Don growled, "let all the other people in this hotel hear there's a whore getting fucked". Tommy's ass was still so tight; slamming in like this made it really feel like he was rearranging the boy's organs. "It hurts Don, it really hurts!" "Well I warned you boy!" Don followed this with a hard thrust and loud smack to Tommy's butt. He was fucking Tommy hard and rough. He'd been wanting to go to town on this ass for years and he was letting it all out now. He looked up and saw himself in the mirror. He was giant compared to Tommy. He looked so powerful, being in his suit still and with Tommy naked. Tommy's face and eyes were scrunched up in pain, but a broad smile spread over Don's. Tommy was still in pain, but he couldn't deny the pleasure that came too. Every thrust made him feel full and complete. He felt like he belonged for the first time. He soon realised that, rather than trying to pull away, he was now slamming his hips back into Don; impaling himself on his stepdad's giant dong. "Yes daddy, I love it!" Tommy groaned, as Don smacked his juicy arse. They'd been fucking doggy on the bed like this for a while now and Don decided he fancied a change. Without removing his cock from the boy, Don picked him up and swung him round off the bed. He threw the boy down so that his shoulders were resting on the floor, face and ass up towards Don, who was now holding him by the legs and pile driving the little faggot. "I love this tight ass boy," growled Don, "so much tighter than your dad's". "Thank you daddy! I just want to please you. I... I... love you!" Hearing those words, Don pounded even harder. He didn't care that this fag loved him; Don just cared that he'd got him wrapped around his little finger. "Good boy, I know you do, I love you too," Don lied. The lie was enough for Tommy though. Almost as soon as he heard the word 'love' his teen cock erupted, stimulated only by the pounding his ass was receiving. Ropes of hot white spunk fired out and splatted on the boy's face. "What a good bitch you are!" Don cackled. "Mmm thank you. I love you daddy, cum for me please!" Tommy cooed. Don had to hold back his laughter. This fag thought they were in love! He was just ass to Don - one of many he planned to pound. He was thinking about them even now, while he was inside Tommy. That receptionist downstairs... the little twunk in his office... perhaps even the two together? He'd have to bring Tommy in on that too. The though of that sent Don over the edge. His balls churned and he could feel his cock about to explode. He yanked himself out of the boy's ass and aimed it down at his face. "Open wide cunt!" A whole day's worth of hot, steaming jizz rained down onto the boy's face. Tommy did his best to catch it and swallow, but some of the ropes landed in his eyes and hair. He was coated, a proper cumslut. Spent, for now, Don rested for a second, before letting go of Tommy's legs and allowing him to collapse into a cum-covered heap. Don turned to the mirror, zipped up his trousers, straightened his tie and smoothed his hair back into place. "That was soo good!" Tommy said enthusiastically, "do we have time to go again?" As he said this, he pulled himself into a kneeling position. His wide, cum-covered smile was pretty adorable, but Don wasn't going to hang around now he'd nutted. "I'd love to mate, but your dad's expecting you home after a detention and I'm meeting Errol at 5". "Oh, okay" Tommy said, dejected. Errol was one of Don's close friends, but they didn't get to see each other much because Rob didn't like him. Tommy could understand that Don wanted to see Errol, but couldn't help but be sad they weren't getting more time together. "I'm keeping the room on hold for us kid, so take as long as you need to get cleaned up. I gotta go now though or I'm gonna be late." Don leant down and placed a kiss on the boy's forehead, before turning and leaving the room. Tommy sat there for a while, feeling a little rejected, but headed to the bathroom to clean up. ... Don was so happy he was whistling as he walked back into the lobby. Life was good. He wasn't checking out, but walked over to the reception desk anyway. He took a business card out of his suit pocket and handed it to the cute receptionist, flashing him a brilliant smile. Then, without a word, he turned and left the hotel. Soon enough he was at the bar he was due to meet Errol at. Now Errol was one of Don's best friends. He was a little older than Don and his once movie star-like looks had faded a little. However, he was still incredibly tall and carried himself with the kind of elegance that only those who have been rich all their life can. He almost seemed of a different time, one of more refinement and class. That is, at least until you got to know him. Errol was just about the most devious fucker that Don knew. A filthy pervert. The reason Rob disliked him was that he had a new toy boy every time you saw him, which Don always pretended to disapprove of at least. They were meeting today to organise a trip away for their group of friends, but Don had something else on is mind too. When Errol arrived at the bar, Don and he hugged and exchanged the use usual pleasantries. It wasn't long until Errol started talking about his real interests though. "I've been fucking this great little fag from Eastern Europe you know" Errol said mischievously, "don't know who taught him to suck dick like he does, but I'm very grateful". The pair roared with laughter, before Errol continued. "You still being boring and playing house with that middle-aged fart?" "Yeah we are still 'playing house', although not sure you'd say I was being boring anymore..." Don said with a smirk. "Oh really?" Errol said, his eyes lighting up "well please do tell." "Well, you know what you've been telling me to do for years? I did it." Errol looked confused for a moment, but then his eyes went wide with realisation and broad grin broke out on his face. "You dirty fucker!" he exclaimed, slapping Don on the shoulder. "the little twink? I didn't think you had it in you! He even 18 yet? My, my, my... I have to say, I'm pretty jealous. That is a nice arse you've got yourself there!" "Well, I was sort of hoping you'd say that," replied Don, darkly "I heard you've got a new opening for a partner at your firm, I was hoping you might help me get it?" "And in return?" Errol said, leaning back into his chair. "I'll let you fuck my little twink on this holiday." Errol smiled and held out his hand. Don shook it. ... That's the end of chapter 3! I'm so sorry about how long it's taken, been a really busy few weeks. Hope you're all still with me, let me know if you are!