Fun times with my stepdad

I had sex my stepdad. I know. It sounds trifling AF, but it would make more sense if you knew the whole story.

I’m Steven, but most people call me Stevie. At 17, I’m your typical twink: 5’4” and 140 lbs, naturally smooth with green eyes and sandy blonde hair. I take really good care of myself working out 5 times a week. This is why I have nice muscular legs and glutes that turn heads, and 6-pack abs that taper down to my 28” waist.

I’m a senior in high school where I’m on the wrestling team and cheer for both football in the fall and basketball in the spring.

Oh, and I’m gay…

In fact, I’m GAY gay. I’m “purse falls out my mouth” gay.

I’m sexually active and not ashamed of my sexuality. I even have hookups from time-to-time at home. Never anonymous hookups, but guys I have a “friends with benefits” agreement with.

Mom and my stepdad hank have only been together for 4 years, so I don’t really see him as a “father figure,” instead, he’s the guy my mom is fucking LOL. And for the first year or so, they fucked a LOT.

How do I know? Because their bedroom is right next to mine. The first year or so, every night I was awakened to the sound of my mom alternating between moaning Hank’s name and screaming bloody murder. Then the rhythm would usually stop with Hank obviously ejaculating while making this weird growling sound. Like an animal. It always ended the same way… “Grrrr---followed by ughhh-ughhh-ghhh.”

They fucked like rabbits the first two years, but for about the last year or so, I haven’t heard them have sex at all.

My mom is really supportive of me being gay, but my stepdad, Hank, always acts uncomfortable around me. While mom went with me to pride since I was 16, Hank always acts weird whenever anything "gay" is brought up. I think it’s a southern thing. Hank’s from Alabama. He’s got a deep southern accent and a stutter. It’s cute tho.

Hank is your typical str8, construction bro. At 53 he’s in really good shape. He’s a “hulk” of a guy. Not because he works out at the gym all the time (he does occasionally), but instead because of the type of work he does. He’s a laborer for a construction company.

At a towering 6’5” with sun-tanned, tatted skin, brown hair, and piercing eyes….imagine the white, 53 year-old version of Jason Momoa or King Triton and you have my stepdad hank. Broad shoulders and a tight stomach, though without a 6-pack. Hank has more like a 4-pack, but still tight and toned.

I’ll admit, Hank is hot. He has a socially liberal but conservative Republican kind of look to him, if you know what I mean.

He’s always walking around the house in his somewhat tight fitting boxers that are a size too small, with a slit that always reveals his huge hog and thick bush of pubes poking through. His dick is 6 inches soft and uncut. Kinda weird that he’s uncut. I’ve sucked many a latino or European with uncut dicks, but never a white guy.

And for the past year or so of his sex deprivation, he’s usually sporting a chubby.

Poor guy. (side note, women always leave the hottest guys out in the world with blue balls)

One time I saw him reaching in the cabinets above the refrigerator for something and his dick was literally hanging out of his boxers. He quickly adjusted himself.

While his job keeps him active and in-shape, it’s been a point of contention for he and my mom’s relationship.

First of all, Hank comes home dirty every day. Dirt and dried up cement all over his clothes and work boots. Mom is always chastising him for tracking mud through the house. Then, he dips snuff. For those of you who don’t know what that means: there’s a tobacco product that people put behind their front bottom lip that gives them nicotine… it generates a lot of saliva, so folks usually spit a lot while dipping snuff. Hank spits in old beer cans or water bottles… on weekends when he’s off, it’s not uncommon to see bottles or cans of his brown-colored saliva all over the house. Drives mom crazy. And he smokes like a chimney: Camel Reds

Then, there’s the money thing…

Mom is a registered nurse and makes way more money than hank.

Additionally, she started making way more during the pandemic when she started taking on extra shifts.

Things started taking a turn the night of Hanks birthday a few months ago.

We’d all gone out to Long Horn Steakhouse with a bunch of his friends from work to celebrate.

I was in Gay Boy’s Heaven! All these str8, blue collar guys slamming shots of whiskey, talking loud, and having a good time. There were two of them that I would’ve loved to walk back to their pickup trucks and get pregnant by.

Anyway, back to the story…

It was silent on our way home. You could hear a pin drop.

From the back seat I could see Hank put his hand on mom’s thigh, but she swatted it away…

then when we got home, I could hear mom and hank arguing in the kitchen while mom was washing dishes at the sink.

“You know what? Fuck You, Hank!” mom yelled before throwing a plate at the wall.

I don’t know what they were arguing about, but I heard that part loud and clear.

Hank slept on the sofa that night.

It was sorta awkward when I went to the door at 1 AM to let my “friend with benefits” Jamal, in. We’d planned on linking up this night, and it would’ve been cool if Hank wasn’t sleeping on the sofa.

Had he been in bed with mom as planned, this would’ve been a lot easier.

I got the text that Jamal was pulling up, so I crept toward the front door to let him in while everyone at home was asleep.

I put my index finger over my mouth to signal “shhh” and pointed over to Hank who was spread out on the sofa in the dark snoring like a chain saw.

The coast was clear.

I took Jamal (26, Black, 5’11” football player’s build) by the hand and guided him to my room and pushed the door out of the way.

I got on my knees, unbuckled his belt enough to get to the slit in his boxers before pulling out his big black cock and teasing it with my tongue. Jamal grabbed my by the back of the head and face fucked me for about a minute straight before pulling out and cumming in his hand… kinda weird, but he always does that when he nuts.

As I heaved to catch my breath from Jamal’s aggressive face fucking.

Out of the corner of my eye, and through slit of the unclosed door, I could see eyes peaking through. It was Hank watching…

I wasn’t looking directly at him, but more so through my peripheral vision, so he didn’t see that I saw him.

I could also see his hands moving rapidly by the door knob.

My stepdad was jacking off to me sucking dick!

His hand movements stopped and he scurried off as I continued to catch my breath on my knees in front of Jamal.

I got up and went to get Jamal a wet towel to clean up before talking him out.

As I lay in bed that night, I wondered to myself if Hank had ever watched me before…

One thing was for sure, this sex deprived hunk of a man was going to be my next project.

Sure, it’s kinda trifling to even consider going there with a man that’s married to my mom, but it’s clear she doesn’t want him anymore, so it probably wouldn’t really hurt anything. Hank for the most part, he was a good man. He never strayed (as far as I know) from my mother, he always was a provider for me and my mother. Whenever I needed help with school work, he was always the first to help me. Why not pay him back with something I know he needs?

A few weeks later I was doing my stretches in the living room before going for a run and I could see Hank sipping his coffee and looking right at me like I was a piece of meat.

The next morning mom was off to work first shift, so when I heard shuffling in the kitchen I knew it was Hank. My siblings were at vacation bible school since it was summer time, so it was just he and I in the house.

I climbed out of bed and changed out of my basketball shorts into some briefs I’d outgrown a while ago.

I was going to get Hank one way or another.

“Good morning, Hank,” I said.

“Goo..Good Morning, Stevie.

Hank was a nervous, stuttering mess LOL.

While I knew he was watching me throat Jamal's big thick black cock that night, he doesn’t know that I know.

He walked back toward the living room and turned on ESPN. It wasn’t a game on, but one of those sports shows where talking heads talk about the different players and games and such.

I poured a glass of milk and went to sit next to him on the sofa.

“What ya watching, Hank?” I asked him.

“Oh, uhhh… I’m uhhh… watching SportsCenter,” he replied.

I leaned over him to put my glass of milk on the side table next to him. There wasn’t one on my side.

With my briefs being a size or two too little, I know my smooth round, muscular glutes were on display, and I could feel a wedgie forming as I leaned over him as he only wore a stained wife beater and those boxers.

I then laid on my stomach away from him putting my smooth, muscular thighs in his view.

My feet were touching his leg as I continued to pretend to watch SportsCenter before eventually falling asleep and taking a nap.

I was awakened to the sound of Hank breathing erratically before I heard the familiar grunt and growl.

Hank had jacked off to his sleeping gay stepson.

Wow.

While I was awake, I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be asleep to not ruin the moment.

“stupid whore” Hank mumbled before rushing to the kitchen and coming back with a few paper towels. He cleaned up his mess and went back to their room to get dressed and left the house as I still lie on the sofa sectional.

I got up and couldn’t believe what had just happened.

I know Hank has been deprived, but this was another level.

Was Hank gay? Bi? Curious? Just a horny straight man who hasn't had his dick drained in awhile?

I looked over at the coffee table and there was the slimy, viscous leftovers from Hank’s seed. He didn’t clean it completely.

I leaned over and sniffed it…

Then, out this weird curiosity, I licked his cum residue from the table.

I broke myself out of the trance I was in, and went for a run to clear my head.

I ended up meeting with some friends later that afternoon and ended up staying out hanging with friends. While I’m not 21, I still drink here and there…and this was one of those nights.

My friend Matt dropped me off at about 4 AM and mom was already off to work because her car wasn’t there, only Hanks 2005 Ford F150.

I was inebriated.

Not super inebriated, but inebriated nonetheless…

I went to my room and got dressed, then this heat came over me.

I walked over to Mom and Hank’s room to find him lying on his back sound asleep… snoring… He was covered with just the top sheet of their bed, not the heavy wool comforter. One of his legs was covered, but the other was sticking out from under the sheet.

I walked closer.

I stood over Hank, watching him sleep.

I could see the outline of his massive cock even in its soft state. I reached out slowly and touched it.

Hank continued to snore…

I took it to the next step and reached under the sheet to actually grab hold of his dick.

My heart was beating so fast…

I reached down his firm, hairy stomach and reached in side his boxers where his cock was laying over is left thigh.

I started stroking it, and it responded quickly by growing slowly…. Throbbing to the beat of his pulse.

I pushed the sheet back and climbed into bed.

I took my hand away and cupped my hand before bringing it to my mouth and spitting into my palm.

I looked back down at Hank’s cock and a massive amount of precum had belched out of his piss slit and landed on his stomach… a snotty slime still connected to the cock that had pushed it out.

With my soft, now lubricated hand, I reached down and continued stroking him…slowly…

He continued to snore, but now his cock was sticking straight up toward the ceiling where it had once pointed toward his stomach.

It was throbbing, and now another gurgle of precum had dolloped out of Hank’s massive, veiny, 8.5 inch tool.

I’ve seen cocks like this before, and I could tell he wanted this.

I leaned over and licked the inside of his foreskin… this caused Hank to tremble, but he still appeared to be asleep.

I held his dick with my right hand while moving my moist, wet, tongue around the bulb of his cock.

It tasted so salty… but kinda sweet at the same time.

Then, I did it.

I positioned my mouth directly over Hank’s cock, gripped my lips over my teeth like the cocksucking pro I am, and engulfed Hank.

The tip of his hot, throbbing cock slowly went past my mouth and down my throat… his thick, manly bush of pubes against my nose.

I held it there…

Hank convulsed…

Next thing I know, his hand was on the back of my head.

“Please d-d-d-d-d-don’t stop, Stevie” he mumbled before taking a deep breath.

I continued to throat my stepdad’s cock…. His egg-sized balls dancing in his ball sack…. Going up and down as I swallowed his throbbing rod.

I wanted more tho.

With his cock deeply lodged in my throat, I looked up at his face… only lit by the soft moonlight coming through the window, Hank had this exhausted, confused look on his face.

He hadn’t been touched in so long…

I climbed up and straddled him…putting one smooth, muscled pale thigh on each side facing him as I leaned up to kiss his lips.

Hank trembled…

I reached behind and pulled my underwear to the side, and with the same hand, positioned his cock at the entrance to my hole.

I looked him dead in the eyes as I allowed my tight, warm, wet ass to take him in.

Hank’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as his tongue stuck out of his mouth---heaving like an animal.

I eased all the way down to the base, then back up again…

“Yesssss, please…” he moaned.

“You like this tight, wet ass, daddy?” I asked.

He didn’t respond.

I picked up the pace…

Riding him like the twink, cock whore I am…

I rode him faster…

Faster….

His arms and legs were stiffening as I continued to attempt to ride the cum out of him. I'm slamming myself down hard on his dick. In the moment, I moan-whisper into his ear to "get your son pregnant daddy". This sent him over the edge.

“Get off….I’m about…. I’m about to ….

That was the last thing Hank said before I pushed down ramming him to enter me as deep as possible…

My round, muscular glutes at the base of his daddy dick…

Before I heard “Grrrr---followed by ughhh-ughhh-ghhh.”

His eyes rolled once again to the back of his head as his cock pulsed… I could feel his warm ropes of his seed coating my innards as I ejaculated, too… without touching myself…

Three ropes of my teen cum splatted on his chest and stomach…

We both lay there… Exhausted…. His softening cock eventually plopping out of my ass with the “plop” sound as I lay on his chest.

“P-p-please…D-d-d-don’t tell your mom about,” he stuttered as I replied “I won’t if you won’t?” He just gave me a side smile as he diverted his glances from me, with sweat on his brow and trying to catch his breath.

I climbed off of him and headed to the restroom to clean up, just as I heard the jingle of mom’s keys entering the door as she’d apparently done first shift yesterday, then a “turnaround” coming right back before a third shift.

I lay in bed as my stepdad’s cum drizzled out of my ass onto my bedsheets, jerking off again feeling his DNA burn my insides. Knowing that my stepdad will be a regular fuck from now on.