Date: Sat, 27 Jun 2015 19:26:31 +0000 (UTC)
From: D D <dlcf8900@yahoo.com>
Subject: My New Step Dad

This story is a complete work of fiction.  All characters are more than 18
years of age.

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I had spent the summer with my grandparents.  I spent most school vacations
with them since my mom is always traveling for her job.

My mom was a single mother.  I never knew my father.  She always said that
he wasn't worth knowing and I just took her word for it.  She worked hard
and had her own consultants firm.  I have no idea what the hell that means
but we always had plenty and lived in a nice house in a safe neighborhood
in Atlanta.

A week before my senior year was set to begin and a few days before I was
scheduled to fly home, mom had called me with some news.

"Charlie, I know this is going to seem crazy to you but do you remember
Xavier?"

"The guy you've been dating?  Yeah."

"Honey, we're engaged.  He asked me to marry him."

I couldn't really respond.  Mom had had a pretty active dating life since
about the time I entered high school.  She said that by the time I reached
that age, she felt it was alright to start having a life.  Before I could
really respond, mom was telling me that she had to go but she couldn't wait
to see me in a few days and talk all about it then.

Mom picked me up at the airport three days later.

"How are grandma and grandpa?"

"Good."

"Did you have a good time?"

"Yes."

"Are you gonna answer any of my questions with more than one word, you
little shit?"

"Maybe," I said with a smirk.  Even when I was mad at her, I couldn't be
truly mad at the woman who had done everything for me and raised me nearly
single handedly.

"Spill it, Charlie.  Tell me what you're thinking."

"Mom, how can you be sure that this guy is the one for you?  How do you
know he isn't just using you for your money?  You've known him for what,
three months?  How can you be sure he's right after such a short amount of
time?"

"It's crazy, I know," she said.  "But we just know."

I sighed with annoyance.

"First of all, he has his own money," she said.  "He is the owner of a very
successful construction company that he built with his own two hands.  You
know that subdivision that Abbey and her family moved into?  His company
constructed all those houses.  Anyway, we both decided to do a pre-nup,
just to be safe.  If anything goes wrong, we'll each leave the marriage
with whatever we bring into it."

"Well, I guess it's good you're being responsible," I said.

"Yeah, your old mom has some sense there, sonny boy."

"I want you to be happy, mom.  I'm sorry I've been an ass."

"Before you apologize," she said, "there's one more thing.  Xavier's
black."

"What?"  I was more than a little shocked.  I'm not racist at all but it
had never even occurred to me that my mom would date a black guy.  Or any
guy that wasn't white.  "Before you say anything, need I remind you how
awesome I was when you came out to me?  And how I said that I didn't give a
shit about who you fell in love with as long as they made you happy and it
was a healthy relationship?"

She was right.  She was pretty much mother-of-the-year.  She had even
joined some parent's of gay kids group in her not-so-spare time.  When I
came out to her in middle school, she didn't bat an eye.  "It's just
surprising," I said.  "You're right.  I just want you to be happy, too.
I'm sorry."  "One more surprise, Charlie," she said.  "Xavier wanted to
welcome you home with a bit of a party.  Just some close friends and the
neighbors."

It was true.  When we arrived, the back yard pool area was full of
neighbors and friends from school.  It wasn't hard to pick out Xavier as he
was the only black guy in the place and my mom immediately went up to give
him a hug and kiss after she got out of the car.

My best friend Jess, came up to me first.

"Dude, your new dad is fucking hot," she said to me.

"Say that again and I'll fuck every male relative you have," I told her,
half joking.

She laughed, adding "we're going to have more girl nights at your house,
man."

I had to admit that she wasn't wrong.  He was fucking huge.  And kind of
hot.  With a dark chocolate skin and a shaved head, he was wearing a
button-up white shirt and plaid shorts with flip flops.  His arms were
gigantic, bulging with muscles and he had a powerful chest with two perfect
pecs protruding from his shirt.  Even his legs looked hot.  My new stepdad
was a wet dream.  Fucking great.

My mom was waving for me to come over to meet him.  As I walked over, he
extended a hand and took my own hand in his, dwarfing me in size.  He must
have been at least 6'5 to my 5'11.

"Charlie, it's good to meet you, man," he said in a deep baritone voice.
"Your mom has done nothing but talk and brag about your all summer.  You
have a lot to live up to, man."

"Thanks," I said awkwardly avoiding his stare.  "I look forward to getting
to know you better."

"Did you tell him?" Xavier asked my mom in a sort of whisper.

"Tell me what?" I asked.

"Well, Charlie," my mom began, "we thought that the best way to do that -
the best way for us all to get to know each other as a family - was for
Xavier to move right in with us."

"Oh," was my response.

"Brother," Xavier said, "I'm not trying to take over your domain.  I know
you and your mom have been on your own for a long time.  So I'm just going
to try to find a space where I can exist in that life, too."

"Cool," I said for lack of a better response.  "I'm gonna go talk to my
friends now, I guess."

And for the first few weeks, the three of us kind of existed in a state of
limbo.  Mom was home every night when I got home from school or swim team
practice which was weird because I was used to her traveling constantly for
work.  We had dinner together every night.  Xavier always came home from
work very sweaty and dirty which I guess can be expected.  I won't lie.  He
looked pretty hot.  And when he got home from work before mom, he made
dinner or did laundry.

Mom and Xavier acted very lovingly towards each other but not in an
over-the-top kind of way.  He made her happy.

I was finding it pretty hard to fault him anything.  I was starting to
think that we really would become one big happy family.

Until I came home early from practice one day.

Despite our big house, my room was just two doors down from mom's.  Mom's
and Xavier's now, I guess.  Their door was open and it was obvious that
they were going at it.  Mom was shrieking like I had never heard before and
Xavier was grunting like a bull in heat.  I didn't want to be caught
peeking but my curiosity got the better of me.

Like a bad spy, I crouched down on the ground and peered around the corner.
Xavier was sprawled out on the bed and mom was riding his cock.  They were
both naked and luckily mom was facing him so they couldn't see me.  I had
to admit that the sight was pretty hot and Xavier's arms looked stronger
than I imagined.  He looked like he was in complete control of the
situation and mom was just his play toy.

"You like my fat cock in your cunt, baby?" Xavier said.

"Fuck yes," my mother replied.  "I'm gonna cum if you keep pounding me this
hard."

"Cum all over my cock, slut.  Make me blow my load in your pussy."  He
reached up to play with her tits before I heard them both scream with
orgasms.

Before they had a chance to come down from their highs, I retreated to my
bedroom where I quickly beat off in a towel.

The next day was an in-service day for the teachers so I slept in until
lunch time.  Going down to the kitchen, I saw Xavier there making himself a
sandwich.

"Hey buddy," he said.  "No school today?  What you have got planned?"

"I might go over to Scott's house and watch a movie."

"Scott your boyfriend?"

"No, just a friend from the swim team.  No boyfriend right now."

"So I guess you need to find release elsewhere," he said.

"Huh?"

"I didn't know you were a little perv," he said to me.

"What are you talking about?"

"I saw you watching your mom and I fucking yesterday."

I didn't know what to say.  I could deny it but he had seen me so what was
the point.

"And since I'm fairly certain I saw you with a hard on, I'm assuming you
liked the show."

"Man, I'm so sorry..." I began.

"Don't apologize," Xavier said, putting a hand on my shoulder.  "I take it
as a compliment.  Since you're gay, I know you were watching me in action.
I appreciate someone appreciating my work."

He winked at me, squeezing my shoulder, and walked off with his sandwich.

The next few days were awkward to say the least.  When Xavier came home
from work and I was there, he would start stripping before he went up to
their bedroom.  He was almost leering at me, challenging me to look at his
body - to admire it.  Once when we were both in the pool together, I swear
I felt him grab my ass and rub his dick on me.

About a week after our exchange in the kitchen, mom left for a long trip to
Japan.  Something about an industry conference that was really important
for her firm.  When we took her to the airport, she hugged and kissed both
Xavier and I, asking us to take care of each other.

On the Friday after my mom had left for his work trip, I came home after a
long swim meet and decided to use the shower in mom's master suite.  It had
a rainfall head coming out of the ceiling and three awesome rows of shower
heads on the wall that were almost as good as a massage.  I stood in the
shower for like ten minutes without moving, just letting the hot water and
steam relax my muscles and mind.  Hearing my mom's voice in my head,
reminding me not to waste water, I grabbed her bottle of shampoo and
started washing my hair.  It was definitely time for a cut.

"Looks like we both had the same idea"

I quickly rinsed the shampoo out of my hair, turning around to see Xavier
standing outside the shower.  He was completely naked and his cock was
hanging flaccid.  Even in that state, it was at least six inches long.

He opened the shower door, stepping into the large space.  "Ever since you
saw us fucking," he said, "I've been thinking about you, Charlie.  And
probably not the things step-fathers are supposed to think about your new
sons.  I've been thinking about how you always look at me."  He took a step
closer to me.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I said.  "Yes you do, son.  The
way when I enter a room and your eyes immediately go to my package," he
said, pointing to his dick.  "Or my chest.  Or my biceps.  Or, when we're
in the pool, my abs."  He was standing right in front of me, stroking his
dick.  It had to be more than eight inches now - probably at least nine.
And so fucking thick I swear that my mouth was watering.  "Looks like you
like what you see now," he said, pointing now at my own hardened cock.  "I
don't think this is a good idea," I said with no firmness in my voice.

"Let's review the facts, boy.  I came into the bathroom that your mother
and I share to find you using our shower.  I had planned to take a shower
because I was hot and sweaty from a long day at work.  All I'm asking of
you is to help me out.  I'm not even asking you to leave, baby boy.  What's
the problem with all this?"

I said nothing.

"Let me get a good look at you, baby.  Mmmm, you've got a perfect lean
body.  We can work on making you a little more muscled, though.  Would you
like that?  Would you like to look a little bit more like daddy?"

I said nothing.

"Come on, baby.  I see the way you're looking at me.  Come here.  Touch my
body.:

He was right.  I desperately wanted to touch his perfect, black body.  I
stepped closer to him but didn't move to touch him.  He took my hand and
helped me out.

"What do you want to touch first, Charlie?  Want to touch my firm, hard
pecs?  Want to feel my abs?  Maybe my arms?  Or would you prefer to go
right to my big, fat cock?"

With each question, he would move my hand to the area he asked about until
he finally ended at his dick.  It was undeniable.  His cock was massive.
Thick and uncut and with a prominent vein I could feel as I started to jerk
him off.  I kept strong eye contact with him as I slowly, yet firmly,
stroked his cock.  He pulled me towards him and put his lips on mine,
kissing me as his tongue parted my lips and invaded my mouth.  It was
obvious that I was his and would do whatever he wanted.  While his tongue
explored my mouth and I continued to keep his cock in my hand, he reached
around to grope my ass.

"I've noticed what a beautiful, fat ass you have, baby," he said, ending
our kiss.  "How'd a white boy like you end up so trim and lean but with the
ass of a sister?"

"Just lucky, I guess," was my cool response.

"Turn around and let me see it."

He rotated me around so I was facing the wall with my hands spread far
apart like I was being searched by the cops.

"You ever been fucked?" he asked.

"Yes."

"You ever been fucked by something this size?" he asked, stroking his ten
inch cock with both hands.

"No, sir."

"Mmmmm," he growled.  "I could get used to being called 'sir'.  Or maybe
'daddy'."

"I'll call you whatever the fuck you want, just stick your dick in me," I
said impatiently.  I couldn't help it.  I was losing any rational thought -
I just needed him to breed my hole.

"Fuck yes.  I love turning members of this family into my sluts.  Boy,
where did you get this ass from?  It's a perfect fucking bubble butt.  I
could eat it days."

He fell down to his knees, pulling my ass cheeks apart so he could look at
my hole.  It was true that I had been fucked before.  But each of the guys
were around my age and nothing was bigger than maybe six and a half inches.
I knew Xavier would likely break me but I wanted to be broken by him.

He buried his tongue into my hole, fucking me like it was a second cock.  I
started squirming and moaning with pleasure.  For the next several minutes,
he alternated between his tongue and his index finger, priming my hole for
what was sure to be a stunning main show.

"Want to see what your pussy tastes like, boy?"

And with that he spun me back around and began to rape my mouth with his
tongue.  We were both animalistic in our passion.  I loved his tongue in my
mouth but I needed him inside me.  I need him to use my boy pussy.  I
grabbed onto his dick and starting jacking him off violently, letting him
know that I wanted him.  He continued the assault on my hole, driving two
and then three wet fingers in me.  Xavier finally broke the kiss and spun
me around.  He gave my hole a few more thrusts with his fingers before
hitting his fat cock on my ass.  "Is this what you want, boy?"

"Yes, daddy," I said.  "Please fuck my boy pussy."  With surprisingly
little effort, he sunk his cock into my hole.  I'd never felt so full - so
complete - in my entire life.  With each stroke, he seemed to be going
deeper and deeper into my hole until it felt like he was in my stomach.  He
grunted each time he would pull out and fuck his thick cock back into me.
His hands were around me, playing with my sensitive nipples.  At that
moment, I felt like I had the body of a woman - a pussy for a real man to
breed and two tits that desperately loved the attention they were getting.
I kept my hands on the shower walls, trying to keep both of us steady.
"FUCK!" I screamed out when I couldn't keep the pleasure contained inside
myself any longer.  "Baby boy likes his daddy's fat cock in his boy cunt?"
"Yes, sir.  Breed that tight hole, daddy!"

"I'm not going to last much longer, boy," Xavier said.  "Where do you want
my load?"

"Inside of me," I near-whispered.

"I can't fucking hear you," he responded, not slowing down as he fucked me.
"Speak up, slut."

"I want you to cum inside of me," I said louder.  "I want you to fucking
breed my pussy hole.  Knock me up, daddy.  Make me your fucking bitch."
"Fuck yea," he bellowed.  "Who owns your cunt, boy?  Who owns you?"  I
couldn't answer him because I started cumming all over the shower walls.
Three, four, five ropes of thick splooge made their way down the walls to
the drain.  "Your hole is so fucking tight, boy," Xavier said as I came,
clamping my asshole around his thick, intruding cock.  As he let loose, I
could feel his powerful cannon shoot inside of me.  I swear that I could
feel him warming my stomach with his load.  He grunted like a wild animal
as he came, holding me and nearly picking me up with each shot of cum.
Once he finished cumming in my hole, he pulled us both down onto the
granite shower tiles.  As his dick softened enough to slip out of me, he
softly kissed me while holding me tightly like I now belonged to him.
After the kiss, I calmly got up and walked to my bedroom, shutting the door
behind me.  I sat down on my bed, dripping wet and not bothering to dry
off.

I couldn't believe what I had just done.  I felt like I had betrayed my mom
and acted like a complete slut.  Of course it felt amazing and a part of me
was hoping it would happen again but I felt like a piece of shit.

While my mind was traveling a mile a minute there was a knock on my door.

"Yea?"

Xavier opened the bedroom door and appeared in nothing but a pair of grey
sweatpants.  I couldn't deny that he was fucking gorgeous, even in such a
simple garment.  Despite what we had just done, it was obvious that his
cock was somewhat inflated and I found myself lusting after my soon-to-be
stepfather.

"Your mom's in Tokyo until the end of the month," he said.  "It's going to
be a long few weeks for both of us if you're just going to try to ignore
me."

"Okay."

"Now why don't you come sleep in my bed tonight, baby?  Maybe we can talk
and keep each other company.  I wouldn't want you getting lonely, baby
boy."

He didn't wait for an answer, instead turning around and leaving my door
open as he walked down the hall to the master suite he shared with my
mother.  Tonight, however, he'd share it with me.

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Hope everyone enjoys this.  I might continue if it people like it.  To
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