Canyon's Turn | Stepfamily Again Vol. 2
canyon's turn
stepfamily again vol. 2
My stepdad worked late tonight and Dylan made dinner before he went out. I still don’t have a lot of friends. Maybe I can change that this fall when I start college. When stepdad got home, he apologized. It’s really okay. I mean now at least it’s something that happens occasionally. Before the divorce it was just life with stepdad. He always worked late and sometimes on Saturdays.
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My stepdad worked late tonight and Dylan made dinner before he went out. I still don’t have a lot of friends. Maybe I can change that this fall when I start college. When stepdad got home, he apologized. It’s really okay. I mean now at least it’s something that happens occasionally. Before the divorce it was just life with stepdad. He always worked late and sometimes on Saturdays.
He said he was late because he got a late start this morning. That was because he was fucking my brother. I don’t mind that. I’m really not jealous. Dylan fucks me and stepdad fucks me. Even while he was saying he was sorry, he was taking his clothes off and climbing onto my bed. Truth is, I was laying there in my jokey shorts waiting for him. Well, hoping that he would want to.
He says this weekend he’s cleared his schedule just for the three of us. I hope that means the three of us in bed together. I don’t mind taking turns but I want both of them. Anyway, it was my turn and I wasn’t going to waste it. My stepdad is the hottest man alive. His broad shoulders, his hairy chest, the musky smell of his pits mixed with his spicy cologne lingering on his neck, the sweet taste of his precum. I hardly know what his cum tastes like because it always ends up in my hole.
So, yeah, he was crawling into my bed telling me it’s my turn. It’s like the first time all over again. I’m just shaking inside and my heart is racing. My hole is twitching just thinking about his cock thrusting into me, spreading me open. In a million years, I never thought my stepdad would be fucking me. He would be sitting at work all afternoon with his cock chubbed up thinking about how good it was going to feel sliding into my hole when he got home. I mean… I’m gay and I’ve always thought he was good looking. That’s impossible not to notice, but I never fantasized about him. Not so much because he was my stepdad as much as just because I thought he was completely absolutely more unavailable than any man on the planet.
Here he was, though, his hard cock standing up in his crotch, crawling into my bed. We both knew his jockeys wouldn’t stay on long; mine, either. He took me into his arms and started kissing me. I just melted. I want to giggle and cry and cum all at the same time. He pulled out his hard cock and I bent down and started sucking on it. Tasting him, and smelling. Hearing him moan because I was making him feel so good. Just knowing that he was hard for me. I got on my knees and he reached down my back, stroking my ass, wanting it. He was going to fuck me as long as he wanted to, and it still wouldn’t be long enough for me. Maybe he would fuck me more than once. We had all evening. Just me and my stepdaddy. Together, like I always wanted.
