Date: Sun, 19 Feb 2017 11:09:02 -0500
From: GH Jock <ghjock8@gmail.com>
Subject: Helping My Step-Son - Chapter 14

Helping My Step-Son

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Disclaimer: This story is fictitious and any resemblance to persons living
or dead is pure coincidence. This story depicts acts of physical intimacy
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story. Your feedback motivates me to keep writing. Many of you have asked
me to hurry up and get to Clint fucking Jeremy. I assure you that will
come...at the right time. There are still a few more things that have to
happen before that. I hope it's worth the wait. :)

Chapter 14

Ryan walked up to me and grabbed my hands. He placed them both on his large
muscular ass cheeks. I squeezed them appreciatively.

He smiled and said, "It doesn't have to be over, if you don't want it to
be. There are a few more things I can teach you before Megan and the kids
get here."

I pulled him close and pushed my fingers into his crack. "I'm sticking
around until class is dismissed."

He placed his hands on my chest and smirked. "Oh please, don't start
calling me Coach now too."

Referring to Joseph, I said, "He seemed to get off on reliving that
fantasy. You must drive the gay kids at school crazy." I continued to
squeeze his butt cheeks and finger his crack. I hadn't tried to touch his
hole again. When I had played with it earlier, we had been in the heat of
the action with Joseph. The energy in the room had changed now that it was
just the two of us.

Ryan fingered my nipples and my pecs as he said, "Yeah, but I don't take it
too seriously. I think their teenage hormones make them attracted to any
semi-attractive authority figure." He paused a moment. "Though I'd be lying
if I said I didn't like the attention. I mean, who doesn't like to be
desired by someone younger?"

I nodded, "You can say that again. It was nice to have Joseph admiring my
body and saying all those things about me being sexy. How old is he? 20?
21?"

Ryan looked from my chest to my eyes, "21, probably. But I was thinking of
Jeremy. It's nice to have his attention, isn't it?"

I let go of Ryan's ass and stepped over to the bed. I sat down, unable to
look at him. "Yeah, it is. It really is."

Ryan sat down next to me. "Hey. Don't be shy or ashamed about it. You found
me sleeping naked with him. I'm the last one you have to worry about
judging you for enjoying the attention Jer is giving you."

He paused, apparently waiting for me to respond. When I didn't, he asked,
"So tell me. What exactly is going on with you two?"

We had both moved so we were laying back against his headboard. We had been
in that position many times while growing up, confiding in one another in
the privacy of our bedrooms. But this was the first time we were doing so
with him completely nude. Oh...and...I suppose it was also the first time
we had done so after sharing the ass of a 21-year old Italian stud.

I took a deep breath, then said, "I am going to come clean with you. On the
day that Jeremy got arrested, I allowed him to suck me off. It started as a
way for me to help him to control his urge to seek public sex. But it has
become more than that at this point. We have had some kind of sexual
encounter almost every day since."

I was trembling as I admitted all of that. In response, Ryan placed his arm
over my shoulder and pulled me close. "I hear the fear in your voice,
little brother. You don't have to be afraid around me. Especially not about
this."

With my brother's arm wrapped around me and holding me tight, I felt the
same sensations I had felt the night in the dining room. It felt good to be
held by my brother. I felt safe. "Jeremy is so young. He's my step-son. I'm
supposed to be protecting him, not taking advantage of him."

Ryan caressed my arm, "Taking advantage of him? Is that what you're doing?
Honestly? Or are you just being overly hard on yourself? You have the
tendency to do that, you know."

I elbowed him in the side, "I'm baring my soul to you and you make fun of
me?"

He pulled me tighter, "No, I'm not making fun of you. I'm trying to make
you see that you're worried about nothing. I don't think you're taking
advantage of him at all. If I'm reading the situation correctly, you
haven't gone as far as fucking him, right?"

I shook my head, "No. Not yet. I... I'm afraid of doing it
wrong. Disappointing him. Hurting him."

He gave one of my nipples a gentle pinch and said, "Do you see how you're
not taking advantage of him then? If you were thinking only of yourself,
you'd have nailed his teenage ass already. But you're not that
selfish. You're concerned about him. He's lucky to be in love with someone
who cares so much about him."

I jerked my head up in surprise, "In love? You think?"

He chuckled, "In love with you. Has a crush on you. Whatever. It's all the
same at his age. He's thinking mostly with his dick. But, as I told you
before, he clearly worships the ground you walk on. He's lucky to be
directing that energy and emotion toward someone who really cares about
him."

I nodded, "I suppose so. He's a great kid. And I have to be
honest. Something special is happening between us. I can't stop thinking
about him. It scares the shit out of me, but I'm having feelings for him
too."

Ryan slid down so his head was in my lap. He began unzipping my pants. "I
change my assessment then. I think you're both lucky. It sounds like you're
both helping each other."

He fished out my flaccid cock and began licking it. "So let me do my part
to help you both. When we're done this evening, you won't be worrying any
more about hurting or disappointing him. You'll be ready."

I sighed as I felt Ryan's lips and tongue wrap around my cock. I watched as
my masculine brother expertly brought my thick dick back to life. The sight
of his muscular body and that bubble ass of his helped in getting me
aroused again. I smiled, acknowledging to myself how much I liked the male
form. It wasn't just admiration for a well sculpted body. It was lust. It
was desire. Men's bodies turned me on. And I was no longer afraid of
admitting it to myself. I wrapped my hands around my brother's huge arms
and enjoyed the sexual thrill I got from feeling both the muscles and the
skin.

Once I was fully hard, he pulled off my cock and held it in his hand while
he licked my balls. I began leaking pre-cum as I felt his tongue go beneath
my balls and tentatively approach my ass. I supposed he wondered if I was
open to getting my ass eaten. Little did he know, I fucking loved that.

I lifted my legs and raised my ass. No words were necessary. He understood
what I was saying. A moment later, I felt his tongue tasting my hole for
the first time. I began to moan, letting him know how good the rim job
felt.

He devoured my ass for a couple minutes. Licking and nibbling the opening
and shoving his tongue deep inside. Then he finally came up for air and
said, "I must not be the first to do this. Jeremy?"

I nodded, "Yeah, my boy taught me how to enjoy that."

Ryan gave my hole a forceful lick and said, "You're a lucky
son-of-a-bitch. You know that?"

I smiled, "Yeah, I do. I really do."

He then lowered my legs and slid up so we were face to face. "You ready to
learn how to fuck an ass that's as tight as your son's?"

I nodded, holding my breath, excited that it was about to happen. "Do
you... Are you...?" I couldn't get the question out.

He finished it for me, "Do I get fucked often?"

I nodded.

He shook his head, "No. Not often at all. I'm out of practice. So this will
be perfect preparation for when you fuck Jeremy."

I smiled, imagining for the millionth time the feeling of Jeremy's ass. Now
that I had been inside Joseph's ass, I was even more aware of what it would
feel like. I yearned for that sensation again.

Ryan rolled onto his side and pulled me over so I was on mine. Facing each
other, he pulled my free hand onto his ass. "Remember, the first step is to
play with his hole. You want to start stimulating it, getting him in the
mood."

He lifted his leg and placed it over mine. I found his hole easily. It was
still warm and steamy, but it was no longer sweaty and lubed. I spat on my
finger then teased his hole. He closed his eyes and said, "Ah yes. That
feels good."

For a few moments, we enjoyed the simple feeling of our bodies next to each
other and my finger fondling his tight hole. I studied his face and was
amazed at how naturally handsome he was. Even if he didn't have that
amazing body, he would still be a knock-out with that ruggedly handsome
face.

He opened his eyes and said, "Would you be comfortable kissing again?"

I answered by pressing my lips to his. If I had allowed myself to think
about it, I might have declined. But I knew I wanted it, so I went for
it. As our lips met, I felt the same sexual energy I had felt the first
time we kissed. My brother's lips were full, thick and moist. His beard and
moustache were scratchy, reminding me once again how much more pleasurable
it was to kiss a man than a woman. It was sexier. More animalistic. More
raw.

Our tongues met and I learned quickly that my brother was an amazing
kisser. Unlike Jeremy's inexperienced, juvenile approach to kissing, my
brother's technique clearly showed an adult man's experience. I got lost in
the pleasure of the kiss for a few minutes, while continuing to play with
his hole. Then suddenly I realized that my finger had slipped past Ryan's
tight opening.

I pulled away from the kiss and said, "Wow. It really works."

He wiggled his ass in response, "Yeah, but it would be even better with
some lube."

I took the hint and rolled over to grab the bottle of lube. He pulled my
pants all the way off so we were both completely naked again. I applied
some lube to my finger and we got back into the same position, on our sides
with his leg over mine. I slid my finger inside and we resumed kissing.

Meanwhile, my brother used his free hand to stroke my cock. It was hard and
throbbing. I needed to fuck. I needed to feel his hole wrapped around my
shaft. I needed to pump in and out of him until I lost control and emptied
my balls deep inside of him. I had almost done that with Joseph. My body
desperately needed to get off.

But I needed to learn the control that both Ryan and Officer Pfeiffer had
displayed while fucking guys in front of me. I most especially didn't want
to go too quickly with Jeremy. So I needed to practice now, to get my
desires under control, to focus on his pleasure, not mine.

I attempted to put a second finger into my brother's tight hole. He winced
when I did so and I felt his hole tighten like a clamp. I withdrew my
fingers and simply stroked his puckered opening. I then turned him over
onto his back and scooted down. I admired his amazing body. He looked like
he could be photographed for a fitness magazine and that issue would break
all the sales records. I ran my fingers down his pecs and his abs, enjoying
the feeling of the tight muscles. I then grabbed his cock. That thick cock
that was practically a twin of my own. I loved holding it. Feeling its
weight, its girth, its heat.

As I admired his cock, I remembered earlier that evening being tempted to
lick it clean of the cum that covered it when he removed it from Joseph's
ass. I was tempted again to lick it, but I resisted. I knew it was
inevitable that I would one day suck a cock. But I was not ready yet. That
night was all about fucking ass. And I was going to get to it.

I lifted my brother's legs, raising his ass. I finally saw his hole for the
first time. Unlike Jeremy's and Joseph's pink holes, the hole and the skin
around it were brown. And the opening itself seemed bigger than theirs. I
had no trouble imagining my cock fitting inside it. Though its vise-like
grip made it clear that it was tight and would need considerable loosening
in order to open up and let me inside.

I was up for the challenge.

I lowered my face to his hole and gave it a lick. Ryan responded by saying,
"Holy crap, Clint. That feels good."

I had had a fair amount of practice with Jeremy's hole. So I began doing
all the things I knew my son enjoyed. I licked all around the hole. I
kissed his opening. I nibbled his ass lips. I stuck my tongue in as far as
it would go. I cycled through all those actions over the next several
minutes and my brother writhed in pleasure and cried out obscenities,
praising my oral talents. All the while, I maintained my hold on his
beautiful thick cock, stroking it gently, pleasuring him in the front and
in the back.

I then began pushing a finger inside with my tongue, licking and
finger-fucking his hole simultaneously. Then I applied lube to more fingers
and successfully slid a second one in. I lifted my torso up so I could see
my brother's face as I fucked his ass gently with both fingers. He watched
me intently and nodded at me after a few minutes. I slipped another finger
in. The grip was tight...incredibly tight. Without removing my fingers from
his ass, I maneuvered my body around so I could kiss him. Our tongues
touched and moments later, his ass opened and accepted the third finger.

Ryan threw his head back and said, "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! I haven't been this
turned on by ass play in years!" He then grabbed my hand, holding it in
place while he ground his ass, fucking himself on my digits. "Oh god,
Clint. I need you to fuck me. I've wanted to say those words for half of my
life. I can't wait any longer."

I pulled my fingers from his ass and grabbed the bottle of lube. I applied
it generously to my cock.

Ryan directed me to lie on my back. "This is a good position when the guy
you're fucking is unsure he can take your entire cock inside him. Like me."
He chuckled as he looked at my rock hard dick. "You just lie there and let
him take control. It's important at this point to let him go at his own
pace."

He stood on the bed, placing his feet on either side of my body. Then he
got to his knees so he was kneeling, his ass over my crotch. Holding my
rigid cock, he lowered himself onto it. I felt my cockhead touch his
hole. Sparks of pleasure went from my cock to my head. The idea of fucking
my older brother's ass was turning me on more than I would have ever
imagined.

He slowly lowered himself. I felt his ass lips wrap around my cockhead. I
resisted the temptation to push inside him. I could see by the look on his
face that, despite the time we had spent loosening his hole up, it was
still painful for him to take my cock inside. I told myself to be
patient. Let him do this at his own pace.

It took nearly a minute for him to get the head inside. The he began
Lamaze-style quick breathing as he remained in place, not pushing down any
further. Then, after a few moments of that, his ass suddenly relaxed and he
slid about an inch more in. Now the top of my shaft was inside him and I
felt that amazing sensation of his tight, moist, satiny tube holding onto
my cock like a glove. I could have cum at that very moment. Everything
about the situation was pushing all my buttons. The feeling of his ass, the
sight of his muscular body, the lustful expression on his incredibly
handsome face. I was dangerously close to losing control. But I
concentrated hard. I would not cum prematurely. I was not an inexperienced
teenager. I knew how to hold back, when necessary.

My dick and balls complied with my wishes. My load remained safely inside
my balls, continuing to cook, knowing it would be released when I was
ready.

Over the following several minutes, Ryan slowly lowered himself onto my
cock. Several times he had to pull off because he had pushed too far, too
quickly. But, with determination, he got back on and pushed through the
pain. I wondered how it could be worth it for him. From my perspective, it
was an incredibly exciting feeling. But it looked like it was just pure
pain from his perspective. Why did he, Jeremy, Joseph and Dale like it so
much?

But then Ryan bottomed out and a huge smile filled his face. He took a few
deep breaths and said, "Holy crap, you are thick! You feel fucking amazing
inside me!" I wasn't sure I would ever want to get fucked, so I might never
know the pleasure he was feeling. But the look on Ryan's face said it
all. The pain of penetration obviously was very worth it.

My brother began moving up and down on my cock. My stomach filled with
butterflies as I felt the familiar sensation of sliding in and out of a
tight hole. The pleasure was enhanced by the image of my big muscular
brother fucking himself on my cock. I had always known that sexual pleasure
was not only physical; one's mind contributed significantly to the
experience. And this experience drove that knowledge home. Sure, my
brother's hole felt incredible as my cock slid in and out of it. There was
no questioning how good it felt. But the level of pleasure I was feeling
couldn't be explained by just the physical sensations.

No, it was the sheer knowledge that it was my older brother's hole that I
was penetrating. My mind flooded with flashbacks of our life together. Our
happy moments, our sad moments, our moments of anger, our moments of
pride. My brother meant the world to me. He had always been my role model,
despite the natural sibling rivalry we had. I had looked up to him. I had
loved him. I had wanted to be him.

And at that moment, with my cock buried deep inside his tight hole, his
muscular body looming over mine as he pleasured himself on my man meat, I
suddenly felt regret. Regret for the time we had lost, the opportunities we
had missed, the experiences we had never had. Why hadn't I realized this
desire for men earlier? Why hadn't I been as self-aware as an adolescent as
my brother had been? Why had I not recognized that all of my life I had had
a willing sex partner right next to me? Had things happened differently, my
brother and I could have discovered each other when we were teenagers. By
this point, we already would have had 17 or 18 years of sexual encounters
together.

The expression on my face must have betrayed my thoughts. My brother
stopped mid-fuck and asked, "Are you OK? You're not having second thoughts
are you?"

I shook the regretful thoughts from my mind and smiled, "Hell no! I'm just
pissed at you for not seducing me when I was a teenager. We could have been
doing this for years!"

He pulled himself off my cock and lay on top of me. Looking deeply into my
eyes, he said, "I am pissed at myself too. I wanted to. Oh god, how I
wanted to! But, you meant too much to me. The risk of ruining our
relationship was too great. I would prefer a lifetime of secretly desiring
you, over a lifetime without you in my life due to a stupid mistake in
judgment."

We silently studied one another's eyes as we each got lost in our
thoughts. Then we pulled each other into a kiss. All of the previous kisses
had been purely sexual. But this one meant something more than just
desire. This one was the expression of love, the kind of love only lucky
brothers can share. It was not a romantic love, like I was beginning to
feel for Jeremy. It was more simple than that. It was a love based on an
unbreakable bond formed over a lifetime. We had always been close. But now
that we had shared this most intimate part of ourselves, we had finally
broken down all barriers. And now, we could simply be ourselves and love
each other.

As we kissed, my brother rolled onto his back and pulled me on top of
him. He raised his legs, hooking them over my shoulders. Then he guided my
cock into his hole again. "Fuck me, Clint. Fuck me hard. And don't stop
until you've emptied your balls."

And that's what I did. I wish I could tell you that it lasted a long
time. I wish I could tell you that I fucked his hole in every possible
position over the next hour. But that's not how it happened. I was too
overwhelmed by the new sensations and the new emotions I was feeling. My
brother's body felt too good next to mine; his ass felt too good on my
cock. No, in reality, it took less than a minute for me to build up the
power of my thrusts and to reach the point of no return. I was sweating and
panting. My eyesight had gone blurry with lust. And when I felt the
tingling in my balls, I rejoiced in the knowledge that not only did I not
have to pull out, but that my brother wanted me to remain inside of him. He
wanted me to deposit my scalding hot seed into his muscular bubble
butt. And as my cock pumped load after load into him, I gasped and grunted
while he cried out, "Fuck yeah, Clint. Yeah, Clint!"

I eventually collapsed on top of him and he pulled my cock from his ass. He
rolled me over and sat again on my crotch. I thought he was going to try to
get my cock inside of him again, but I realized quickly he simply wanted to
sit there. He stroked his cock as he ground his ass against my softening
dick. I reached up and caressed his pecs. Then I gave him a smile that
pushed him over the edge. His cum began spewing out and I felt the hot
ropes hit my chest and my stomach. He must have released seven or eight
volleys.

My brother's eyes opened wide as he watched me scoop up some of his cum and
place it on my tongue. I grinned as I swallowed the salty cream, knowing I
was blowing his mind. He then scooped up some himself and licked it off his
fingers. Then he leaned forward and kissed me. As our tongues touched, his
cum slid into my mouth. We swapped it back and forth a few times, then each
of us swallowed whatever was left in our respective mouths.

Ryan then rolled off of me and sighed deeply as he lay at my side. He said,
"So, now you know how to fuck a guy."

I laughed and said, "Yeah, I suppose I do. Thanks to good ole Coach
Malone."

He punched my arm. "Asshole." He then stepped off the bed, "We should
shower and get dressed. Megan and the kids will be here in a half hour."

As Ryan walked toward the bathroom, I watched his beautiful butt cheeks
flex and relax. I wanted to be inside his amazing ass again. I was
beginning to understand why Jeremy was addicted to this.

End of Chapter 14