Date: Mon, 18 Jul 2011 00:41:11 -0500
From: Matt W <lgmatt87@gmail.com>
Subject: The Lusty Lifeguard 2: My Stepfather

WOW!  Thank you so much for all of the E-Mails.  I was shocked that so many
people actually read my first and felt the urge to write to me.  That
really put the rush on me to get something else out there for all of you.
I was going to write about my first time and a few encounters with that
guy, but I mostly had requests for a stepdad story.  Again, if you feel the
love after reading this, feel free to say hello or ask me anything at
lgmatt87@gmail.com.  I check that all the time and will try to respond to
everyone.  Enjoy!

My Stepdad

At the tender age of 6 my dad died.  He was in the army and I barely knew
him, so it didn't have that big of an effect on me.  It was probably a good
thing I didn't know him, because I later found out he was abusive to my
mom.  Anyways, when he died he was on leave and wrapped his car around a
pole while driving drunk at almost 3 times the legal limit.  Therefore, we
did not get near the amount of money we could have if he had lived or died
in an honorable way.  This meant a pretty poor upbringing until my mom
married an old friend of hers from high school when I was 15.  She and Ben
ran into each other at a wedding and three months later they were married.
When I was 20, I found out my mom had been diagnosed with breast cancer a
month before she met Ben, had treatment and went into remission. The day
before she told me she found out that it came back and she lost her battle
three months later.  After my mom died, I crashed.  I drank, experimented
with drugs, and put myself into a lot of other dangerous situations for no
reason other than stupidity masked as grief.  I didn't return home for
almost an entire year after she died.

I found out my stepdad was gay about two months into their marriage.  My
computer wasn't working so he let me use his for some school work.  Well,
he should have known that leaving almost any 15 year old boy unsupervised
on your computer will result in having your porn discovered.  It was loaded
with gay porn and all of it was amazing.  There were even a combination of
old and new pictures of him in there.  I never spoke a word of it, though,
because I knew the feeling of wanting to keep that a secret.  I figured, as
long as they are both happy, and they were so happy, it was none of my
business.  I did, however, make excuses to use his computer whenever I
needed a good jack off session, and would use the pictures and videos of
him, mostly.  He was a very good looking guy.  He ran 5 miles a day and
lifted weights so he was well-built and had hair all over, which can be a
big turn on for me.  He had brown hair that was kept very short and brown
eyes.  Judging from the pictures his dick was about 6".

I believe that should cover the past.  On the first night I returned home I
had cleaned myself up from how I had been just two weeks before.  The only
bad thing I kept up was drinking, and that was just back to how it was
before my mom had died.  I thought Ben saw a ghost when he answered the
door that night.  He looked me over with tears in his eyes and pulled me
into a bear hug.  "Where have you been?  Do you know how long it's been?
I've heard so many stories, are they true?  You look like shit!"  Those
questions and comments poured out of him for a good while before I could
respond.  I did look like shit that night too.  I had dropped to only 124
pounds after my several month binge of danger.

The two of us talked around a bottle of rum for several hours about almost
everything.  He didn't let on that he was disappointed at all, just happy I
was able to pull myself out of it all.  I was uncomfortable answering the
questions at first so we turned it into a game of truth or dare, minus the
dare.  By the time the bottle was almost empty and we were both pretty
intoxicated, I was tired of asking him easy shit about his past.

I grew a pair and asked him, "Why did you marry my mom?"

"Why would you ask that?  I loved her you air head," he replied.

I shook my head and said, "I know you're gay."

Ben sat there and stared at me for a moment with a completely blank face.
He still looked just like he did in the pictures I used to jack off to,
just aged slightly.  I wondered if he kept up with underneath the clothes.
He was perfectly sculpted in the pictures, and from the looks of it he was
still thin.

"How?" When he asked that it took me off guard.  I was so intently studying
him that I had forgotten we were talking.

"I found your porn right after you guys got married."

He smiled and shook his head, "you kept it a secret for this long?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "you guys were so happy..." I started twisting my
shirt around my finger, something I always do when I'm nervous.  "Plus, I
know the feeling of wanting to guard that secret."

Ben looked completely shocked.  I wiped away a few tears that I didn't
realize had fallen and then failed to choke back a sob.  Ben knelt in front
of me and hugged me tight.

"You're the first person I've ever told," I said after finishing my cry.
Ben laughed a little and I lightly punched his arm.  "What the hell, you're
supposed to be supportive!"

"No, no, it's not that.  I just realized that you would always want to use
my computer because it was so much better.  We were masturbating to the
same shit."  He said.

I tried to hold it back but I blame the alcohol for what happened next.

"Your pictures are what I enjoyed the most."  I said and kissed him after a
moment of shared eye contact.  He kissed me back, but after a bit he broke
it off.

"We shouldn't be doing this."

"It's not wrong.  You're not my real dad.  Plus, I've seen your porn and I
know you like the young and old combo."

Ben fought with himself for a few seconds, and then leaned in to kiss me.
I kissed him back hard.  I slid my hands up his shirt to feel his well-kept
washboard abs.  I continued sliding my hands up to get his shirt off, and
then pulled mine up and over my own head.  Ben grabbed my hand and led me
up to the bedroom.  He started to undo his pants so I slid mine off with my
underwear.  I sat on the bed and watched him approach me in just a pink
thong.  I laughed at it and he slid it down just before he reached me.  I
placed my hands on his thighs and rubbed down them, and back up to his ass.
My fingers explored his hairy, but soft skin.

Ben pushed me back onto the bed and climbed on over me.  He kissed me as he
lay down on top of me, pressing his hard cock against mine.  We embraced
and continued our passionate kiss.  We were both grinding our groins into
each other; our hands explored each other's bodies, as our tongues danced
between our mouths.  The passion kicked up a gear and Ben began grinding
himself harder against me.  Broke the kiss and started licking my neck and
face.  I moaned and held tight to him.  Our cocks were rubbing together
under the pressure of our bodies so that it felt like we were actually
penetrating.  I cried out in pleasure as Ben bit down on my neck.  He
rolled with me so that he was on the bottom now.

"You want to suck each other?"  He asked.  His voice was thick with lust.

I kissed him and spun so I was positioned over his dick and my dick over
his.  He immediately took my head into his mouth and I started by licking.
I licked every inch of skin around his base before going up his shaft.  I
pulled his foreskin down and ran my tongue around his perfectly shaped
mushroom head.  Ben's back arched and his legs bent up from the pleasure.
He had my entire dick in his mouth, now and had what felt like a vacuum
seal on it.  He expertly worked his tongue on my dick while he slowly
bobbed on it.  I took just his dickhead into my mouth and flicked my tongue
over it.  Ben began to almost vibrate beneath me as I took the plunge down
to his base.

I started to bob my head on his cock.  When I slipped a finger into his
asshole to finger fuck him, Ben released my dick and cried out for more.
He began to writhe beneath me and begged me to suck him harder.  I obliged
and picked up the speed, trying to keep my tongue circling his cockhead.  I
slipped in another finger and finger fucked him faster.  He swore and told
me he was about to explode so I used my free hand to assist the process
while I slipped a third finger into his asshole.  Ben cried out as he
exploded into my mouth, so I plunged so that my face was buried in his
pubes.  The warmth of his cum hit the back of my throat as I swallowed it
all down.

Ben got up on his hands and knees and said, "Fuck me so you can finish."

I got up fast and positioned myself behind him.  I started to rub my dick
between his ass cheeks and reached for the lube on his bed stand.  After
lubing up his ass and my dick I slowly pressed my head into him.  Ben
grunted as I slid myself into him completely.  I began to thrust myself
into him slow, but hard.  I could feel my own climax building inside and
began to thrust faster.  I held onto his hips and pulled him back on each
of my outward thrusts.  I cried out as I felt myself release into him.
After I finished shooting, I completely buried my cock and pulled Ben up
against me.  He turned his head to the side and I kissed him.  I wrapped my
arms around him and rubbed his chest, while he reached his arms back to run
his hands through my hair as we kissed.

I slid my dick out of him and walked over to the bathroom to grab a towel.
Ben had followed me and cleaned up his asshole from when I came.  When I
was finished cleaning myself, Ben came up behind me and kissed my shoulder
blades.

"Do you want to go to bed with me?"  He asked.

"Well..." I said with a sly smile, "I wasn't really planning on staying the
night..." Ben's face showed disappointment, "but after all you did let me
cum in your ass, so I guess I can stay."  We both laughed and I turned
around to kiss him.

When we were both settled in bed, spooning with our legs intertwined, Ben
said, "I did love your mother.  That was never a problem.  You are also the
only person I've been with other than her since about a month before we
started dating."

I turned my head and kissed him, "thank you."

"You should also know that she did find out I was gay before she died.  She
was already sick and told me that the only thing that mattered was the love
we shared.  Your mother was the greatest person I knew, and I have seen her
light in your eyes many times.  You will do great things with that light
she has given to you."  This time he pulled my face to his for a kiss.

I woke up the next morning to Ben's movement.  He was just waking up as
well.

"No regrets?"  He asked with a smile.

I replied with a soft kiss on the lips.  He reached over and took hold of
my 'morning glory' which was fully awake.  Ben started to rub me and I took
his head in my hands to bring him in to me for a kiss.  We kissed
passionately, I slipped my tongue into his mouth and massaged his, and he
continued to rub my hard dick.  His hand was just lightly touching me as he
rubbed.  It was a cross between a tickle and a massage and felt oh so good.
I started to breathe heavily as Ben continued working my dick.  Ben kissed
down to my neck and lightly kissed and licked the nape of my neck while he
grabbed onto my dick harder and started to jack me faster.  I started to
moan as my back arched and Ben held my focus with a kiss.  The orgasm hit
me with great force and I started spewing all over myself and the bed.  I
let out a sigh and lay back on the bed while Ben got a fingerful of cum and
licked it off his finger.

"Hey Ben..." I said with a bit of nervousness, "will you be my first to,
uh... Fuck me?"

He laughed a bit and said, "You've really never had a dick in your ass?"
My blush was reply enough.

Ben kissed me and sat up.  He reached over and grabbed the lube from the
side table and poured some on his hand before he set it down next to him.
Ben started to rub it all over his engorged cock and smiled at me.  He
pulled me up to him so he could kiss me and had me sit on his lap so my
legs wrapped around his waist.  He reached around me and lubed up his hand
again.  I felt his fingers touching inside my crack and prodding at my
hole.  I let out a grunt and held on tight to Ben's body as he slipped his
first finger into me.  Ben kissed me as he fucked me with the one finger.
He added another and kept up a slow pace of inserting the fingers.  He
continued to add a finger after about 30 seconds each time until he had all
four up there.  I had my fingers dug into his back and I bit down on his
shoulder to stifle my cries of pain and unexpected pleasure.  He started up
a motion that was almost like a massage.  He would push his fingers in,
expand them, pull them out, and repeat the process.

Ben stopped the finger massage of my asshole and asked me to look at him;
he wanted to watch my eyes while he entered me.  I looked at him with
nervous anticipation while he stared intently into my eyes with a hunger
for sex and release.  I bit down on my bottom lip as I felt just the tip of
his cock enter me.  He let me breathe a moment and collect myself.  I
relaxed and pushed slightly as his dick penetrated me to its full
potential.  I grunted through the push, not expecting as much pain as there
was.  Poor Ben's back was probably full of claw marks from my nails.  After
the initial pain left, an overwhelming sense of pleasure and warmth filled
me.  Ben had been doing most of the work by slowly rotating his hips under
me.  I could feel his cock deep inside of me and just the thought had me
wanting more.

I began to take a little control from him and moved my hands up to his
shoulders for support.  I started rocking my hips back and forth.  Ben let
me know I was giving it to him good with his moans and pleas for more.
After Ben's moaning came to a lesser tone I decided to change it up some
and pushed him back on the bed.  I started to bounce on him, while holding
tight to give that extra edge of pleasure.  Ben grabbed a pillow to cover
his face and screamed into it.  When he started to show signs of reaching
his climax I changed rhythm again, rotating my hips in circles.  Ben
started grunting in short but loud bursts so I placed a palm on his chest
and began thrusting myself back and forth with a lot of speed.  Ben
screamed out a "holy fuck!" as he filled me up.

"Jesus Christ, Matt.  I haven't had a ride like that in a very long time.
Where did that come from?"

I smiled and leaned forward to kiss him, "just wanted to give back to you
what you've given me."

The two of us got up and went into the bathroom.  After I cleaned out my
ass the two of us climbed into the shower to clean up.  Ben lathered up a
washcloth and started to clean off the dried cum from my chest and stomach
from my hand job.  He massaged the washcloth all over my skin, and then
started to focus on my cock and balls.  He started from my ass and worked
his way across my taint and to my balls.  He then started to clean off my
cock and I started to get all hot and bothered again.

"Ben, I've really got to head back to school soon!  You can't start
something we can't finish."  I said, arching myself to pull my cock away
from him.

He just pulled me back by my cock and said with a smile, "Do you think a
nice face fucking will work for time for you?"

I got the chills from his suggestion and grabbed onto his head, guiding it
to my dick.  He let it enter his mouth and I pushed myself base deep into
his mouth.  After Ben's deep throating last night I knew his throat could
take some big meat nice and deep.  I started to fuck his mouth, pumping my
cock into his mouth with each thrust of my hips.  Ben took it without a
gag.  I looked at his face as I started fucking his moist, warm mouth and
saw that you could see the outline of my cock move all the way down to the
side of his throat.  Just the sight of this kicked me into high gear and I
could already feel the tingling beginnings of climax.  I had never been
able to face fuck someone and it was the greatest of feelings.  I threw my
head back and let out an animalistic cry of pleasure as felt Ben actually
swallowing my cock.  I couldn't hold back anymore and unleashed a load of
cum into his mouth.  Ben swallowed every last drop.

Ben stood and slapped me on the ass, "let's get you dried up and outta
here."

He turned off the water and we stepped out of the shower.  He grabbed a
towel and started to dry me off starting at my feet.  He slowly made his
way up, rubbing every inch of my body off with the towel.  After I was dry
he followed me, even though he was still wet into the bedroom.  He watched
me as I pulled on my underwear and pants, then followed me downstairs to
get my shirt.  I pulled him into me and kissed him.

"Thank you for this weekend, Ben.  You wouldn't believe how long I've
wanted to do that."  I said.

Ben smiled, "you might be surprised to know that I have thought about you
in the past.  It was hard for me because I do care about you like a son
almost."

I kissed him again, "It must be really hard I said with a look down at his
chubby."

We ended up making out for a bit before I left him with a blow job for one
final goodbye.