Date: Thu, 12 Jul 2012 14:26:50 -0700
From: David Bob <davidzbob@gmail.com>
Subject: Andrew & Luke // Part 8

This is a work of fiction, however, the characters in this story and their
respective descriptions are real and true to life. If you have any
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I arrived to a semi-dark house. My house. It was a one-story Spanish-type
home with my own room, Mom and her husband in their's, and a guest room.

At first glance, I didn't see anyone in the living room, dining room, or
kitchen, nor did I hear movement. But the moment I closed the door, I heard
another door shutting in the house and the sound of feet slapping against
hard tiles.

First a shadow, then the figure of Mom's husband came: his name was Ty, and
a really great guy--not just looks, but personality-wise, too. He had
fierce, ice-blue eyes and short black hair (whenever he looked up at me or
if I caught his eyes, I would nearly flinch away because of its intense
gaze) that matched with a body that's been through severe army training. Ty
was 27--nearly a year older than my Mom.

He had a towel wrapped around his waist, excess water dripping from his
legs, indicating he took a shower just seconds before I arrived.

"Hey, bud. Where've you been? Your mom's workin' late tonight, so I'll be
with ya until you go to bed. Cool?" he asked casually.

"Yeah, it's all good, Ty. Uh, I've been to a friend's--he's in the
neighborhood."

Ty nodded briefly, then wove between the sofas to sit on one facing the
LCD. He grabbed the remote and flipped it to ESPN, where a hockey team just
got to half-time.

When the half-time commercials started running, Ty turned to me and asked,
"Luke, wanna watch with me? I mean, if you're busy with something else...,"
Ty trailed off, leaving me with the decision.

I shrugged. "Yeah, sure, I've got nothin' better to do." And with that, I
dropped my backpack onto the floor, grabbed a box of Oreo's and CHEEZ-IT's
from the kitchen pantry, and sank down onto the couch next to Ty. I felt
his arm weave across the back of the sofa and his hand hanging off of my
shoulder. A thought crossed my mind: why do men always put their arms like
this? Oh well, I'd find out later.

I came back to reality, and sports. I didn't really care for hockey, or for
almost any sport for that matter. But I just sat and gazed at the TV, just
to give Ty some company.

Speaking of Ty, I glanced up at him, and saw him dozing, head thrown back
and his Adam's Apple like a sharp mountain on his neck. I rolled my eyes,
laughing internally, as I realized that I was pretty much trapped next to
Ty until he woke up.

Well, better make the most of it, I thought. Since Mom found Ty (don't ask
me how), I thought he was a pretty handsome hunk of a guy. The first few
things that I wondered about Ty were his face, his body, and his
dick. Well, I've seen his face, and most of his body. But tonight, I would
see his dick.

The box of Oreo's was on my lap, and my hands next to it. I removed the box
and gently placed it next to me on the couch. Then I turned in my spot so
that I was facing Ty and ran my left hand under his towel until it hit bare
skin: left thigh.

I gently pulled open his towel, my brain screaming at me in futile
defiance. When I almost abandoned the mission because of how much trouble
I'd be in, I saw the tip of his penis. As I pulled on his towel more, I saw
the whole thing.

It was very big and limp, obviously. While there were a few scraggly hairs,
the largeness of his ball-sack and penis balanced it out, versus if his
dick was hidden underneath a canopy of pubes. As I drooled over his
enormous dick (not really), Ty stirred in his sleep, which scared me so
much I dropped the towel and resumed my original position watching TV under
his arm.

If I didn't get scared enough to drop the towel, I would've probably ended
up in deep shit with Ty for staring at his manhood. Ty stirred for a little
longer, and fully awoke. He rubbed his eyes with his palms, and said,
"Luke, go take a shower, will ya?"

I smiled, and said, "OK, then, if I smell THAT badly."

Ty sighed. "Yeah, you do."

I got up from the couch and headed for the bathroom in the hallway. Inside,
I stripped naked, grabbed a towel and draped it across the shower booth
door, turned on the hot water, and ventured underneath the forceful jets,
allowing them to soak through my tired skin and calm down the aching
muscles.

When I finished, I shut off the water and pushed open the door. The mirrors
were all fogged up, and my clothes were even a little damp. I reached up to
grab my towel from the shower door, but it was on the floor in a heap. As I
reached down to grab it, I heard Ty yell, "Luke! Can you grab a towel for
me from the bathroom? Mine's all damp!"

I wrapped my towel around my waist, snatched an extra one for Ty, grabbed
my clothes, and went into the hall. I threw my clothes into my room as I
passed by and strolled into the kitchen.

Ty was there, but with his towel in his hand and stark-naked. I didn't see
his dick, though, because of the island in the kitchen standing in the
way. Damn. But as I moved closer to him, I did, and this time it was
semi-hard. Compared to my dick, his semi-hard one was longer than when mine
was rock-hard.

"Aren't you cold? Standing nude in the kitchen?" I asked casually.

"Eh. No big deal. Ya know, one exercise I had to do when I was in the
military was to run naked for a mile in freezing weather everyday in the
winter."

I was shocked. I wasn't able to bring myself up to even running around the
block naked in the summer! "Wow! Didn't your dick become an icicle?"

He laughed heartily. "Uh, almost. It turned purple." Hey, grape-flavored
penis.

I chuckled. "That's... I'm not doing that exercise. Ever. What's it for,
even?"

"If you get into enemy hands, you must be able to survive harsh weather and
climate, even if you don't have any clothes to wear." True, but I would
still never do that.

I went to the fridge to get a Sprite, and on the way there, I passed Ty. I
felt his dick brushing my lower back, and that was enough to get me a
hard-on. I ignored it, and made sure not to turn around so Ty could see.

"Oh, Ty, here's your towel." I yanked the towel from under my arm and threw
it to him, who easily snatched it from the air and in one swift motion,
wrapped the towel around his waist. I can still see your rod, I thought
sneakily.

I opened the double-door fridge and took a can of soda. Then, as I passed
Ty, he was with his back to me. But just before I could slip past, my towel
unknotted itself and dropped to the floor, exposing myself and making my
dick rear up. I felt my face flush up as I hurried to pull the towel off
the floor, but Ty turned around and saw me while I was on the floor. I was
looking up Ty's towel and could see his dick, but I hastily pried my eyes
away from that as I thought, What if he sees me looking at him?

Ty turned back around to whatever he was doing. I let out my breath, not
even realizing that I was holding it in. I picked myself off the floor and
almost ran to sit on the couch before I could be "discovered" trying to
look at my step-dad again.

As I told you before, I am a pretty short person, around 5-foot-4-inches in
height, give or take a few inches. So, as I was sunk down in the couch, I
must've not been so visible, because Ty practically sat on me for a few
seconds before realizing that I was there.

"What the--Luke! Sorry bud, I didn't see you there." Luckily, he didn't see
my dick springing up when he sat his ass on me. Ty had a bag of potato
chips in his hand, and when he almost sat on me, some of them spilled onto
the floor. What I wanted him to do was to lean down and pick them up so his
ass would be in my face, but instead he sat on the couch and then leaned
down to pick them up. Dang it.

"Aren't you forgetting the salsa, Ty?" I asked craftily.

He paused for a moment, and resumed cleaning the chips off the floor. "Yes,
Luke, I forgot 'bout that. How about--?"

"--I'll clean the mess, and you get the salsa? I'm too lazy, Ty. Remember?
Teenagers'r like that, all the time."

He sighed, and groaned dramatically. "Fine... What kinda salsa do you want?
Green, yellow, or red?" he asked as he passed me.

What the fuck? "Traffic lights?"

"No--guacamole, cheese dip, or regular salsa? Those are the colors of
dips."

Oh, I see what you did there, I thought to myself. "Red and yellow."

I heard the fridge door opening, jars clinking, and two thuds on the
countertop. I heard the pressure released from the jars, and then, "Crap!"

I turned around and saw Ty with the salsa dip in one hand, his towel on the
floor, and red chunks of the salsa all over himself. "Wow. You look ready
to party, Ty," I joked. He set the jar of salsa on the countertop and gave
me a look that said "you-are-shit-at-being-funny".

I let in on another joke: "Hey, look. Your dick has a flavor: hot and
spicy." Then I just imagined the Annoying Orange saying that line and
giving off one of his annoying laughs. Why did I just think of that? I
thought briefly.

He gave me another one of those looks. "You really like my dick today,
don't you?" He was joking as he walked to the bathroom, and I followed him.

"You have no idea," I murmured under my breath. He didn't seem to hear
that, but I could've sworn I saw his ear twitch after I just finished
saying that.

Ty was in the bathroom, and I was standing in the doorframe while he got
into the shower. "Luke?" he asked.

"Yeah...?" I responded cautiously.

"Don't take this offensively, but do you like dick?"

I was taken aback as to how he knew. I wasn't surprised that he finally
found out, but it startled me that he decides to ask while we're both in
the same room. About his question--under circumstances that I didn't suck
off 2 grown men today, get fucked by them, and get laid with the guy of my
dreams, I would've called Ty a crack-head who doesn't know shit what he's
talking about. But since I WAS sucked off, fucked, and I did those also in
only one day, I decided to lay it out to him straight:

"Yes. Yes, I do." Ty was shocked; you could read it on his face.

"Did you ever do it with another--"

"--guy? Yeah. With 3 of 'em.  Today was actually the day I lost my
virginity," I finished matter-of-factly.

He was astounded. "Holy shit, Luke! 3 guys in one day?! Were they all 15?"

"18, mid-20s, and 15." I was so embarrassed you'd think my face was on
fire.

"Well, since you did it with 3 guys today, why not we make it 4?"

Now it was my turn to be surprised. I was going to have sex with my
step-dad? And in the bathroom, too?! This was going to be both
outrageous... and lots of fun.

Ty grabbed my arm and led me inside the shower booth, both of us completely
nude (duh). He wound his arms around my waist and breathed, "Do want me to
go easy on ya? 'Cause I got a big dick, and you know it."

"Yeah, I got 2 monsters up my ass today. Go slow on me now," I breathed
back.

I felt Ty's hand lift off my back and on the door, where a tiny lever was
pointing up. He switched it down, and I heard a lock click in place.

"So you can lay on the door without it flying open," he said, as if reading
my mind. "First things first." And then I felt two strong hands prying open
my ass-cheeks, and a tongue jutting into my hole.

I collapsed on the door, now grateful that Ty locked it. The hot, steamy
jets of water relaxed my muscles as it always does, and with Ty now in
here, it was so much better.

Ty finished rimming my hole, and ran his arms up to my head where he
started kissing my neck. I felt his monster cock poking my ass, working its
way inside me. Then Ty completed its journey, and the head was inside my
ass-hole.

Instead of fucking me against the door, Ty thought better: "I'll lay on the
floor, and you laying on me. I'll fuck you raw, Luke." He ran his hands up
and down my sides, stimulating my progress on his cock.

I lowered myself onto his cock, and just moments before I touched down, I
felt a finger wiping... shampoo, on my ass-hole. "Thanks. I'm still not
used to it." Then I slid all the way.

His cock felt a lot like Officer Chad's did, but his was wider, leaving me
wandering longer in wonderland. I kept moaning as I slid up and down on
Ty's enormous cock, making me go faster and faster.

Ty came into my ass, and I felt threads and threads of juice squirting
inside of me. Ty started kissing my neck again, and then tried to kiss my
lips, but I avoided it.

"Hey, you're married, and committing adultery with someone else," I
reminded him.

"You know, I'm at least committing adultery in the family. And it'd be
cheating if you were a girl, silly."

I chuckled at his response. "OK tough guy, you win."

I got off of Ty's enormous dick and began licking it. Ty loved it, moaning
and groaning and running his hands all over me the entire time. He seemed
to have some juice left in him, so I asked him to suck me off before I
would fuck him.

"Sure. But I want a kiss first." He didn't wait for a yes/no, and planted
one on my lips. Then he made his way down from my mouth to my dick and
swept his beautiful lips all around my rod.

I felt a finger poking my ass-hole, meaning Ty wanted to finger me. I
lifted my ass as he was sucking me off and rode on his finger, while I
conjured up my sexiest moans. Then Ty pulled out his finger from my ass and
stopped sucking me off. I was curious about what his next move would be,
but I just sat still as he leaned against a wall in the shower and opened
his cheeks. Then I made my move.

I didn't wait for Ty to get ready, so I immediately impaled him. And I went
in and out of his ass, all the way so it looked like I was stabbing him
with my dick. He had a tight ass, but that just made it more fun.

I came into his ass, but kept pounding him until my dick went limp. Ty's
dick was somehow still hard. So while he was still standing and recovering
from my pounding, I took his dick and shoved it into my ass again. I was on
the floor doggy-style.

Ty took it all-out on me now. He rammed his dick as far into my ass as
possible, and I was fine with that. More than fine, actually.

All in all, it was a great night with Ty. He gave me a final rimjob in my
room before I went to sleep. Then I woke up the next morning and was so
excited for school so I can be with Andrew.