Date: Mon, 05 Jan 2009 23:13:12 -0500
From: Wolf <whitewold999@icqmail.com>
Subject: my Stepson Andy (gay/incest, M/b)

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                   My Stepson Andy
                         By
                        Wolf

	A lot of children wind up with stepfathers as a
result of divorce.  Andy was no exception.  He was
pretty much a spoiled little effeminate 5-year old
when his mother married me.  Andy had become
accustomed to having his own way.  He could
manipulate his mother into allowing him to do just
about anything he wanted.

	He was rather small for his age.  His mother
thought he was cute and allowed him to keep his
naturally curly dark brown hair a little too long.
There was a time when a thick mat of curly hair was
called a chrysanthemum hair cut.  He had a delicate
egg shaped head, capped with that mop of hair, and
he had mischievous brown eyes.  He was a naturally
shy boy, when put in new situations.  When he was
confronted by strong authority, he would become
submissive.

	The fact that I am a powerfully built man, was
enough to frighten a young boy like him.  I had
belonged to an elite special forces Army brigade.
Everyone in the unit got tattooed with the brigade
emblem, and as they we qualified for a specialty like
airborne we would have the winged parachute
tattooed on our chest.  Like many of my buddies I
had tattoos commemorating events like battles, and
the death of friends.  I had put on at least 40 pounds
over the years and lost some hair on top of my head,
while gaining a lot more body hair.  Andy was
fascinated and frightened by the tattoos of skulls
and weapons on my chest, back, arms and legs.

	When I married his mother, I recognized that
Andy was a spoiled little brat.  I set about correcting
that right away.  I did my best to frighten him, and
when I ordered him to do something, Andy was quick
to cry, and cower in my presence.  His first move was
to try and play me off against his mother.  I had to
stand my ground against him, and his mother.  Andy
resented my intrusion into his relationship with his
mother, so he resisted calling me Dad, so he
continued to call me Frank.

	One of the things Andy enjoyed was getting his
playmates to do something to incur the wrath of
adults, so that he could watch them get punished.  I
witnessed him encourage one of his young friends to
eat cookies, that had been forbidden by their
mother.  When the boys mother caught them she
spanked him, while Andy watched, with a pleased grim
on his face.

	I did not confront him at that time.  I waited
until that night, when he was in bed.  I came into his
room after I had put on my pajamas, before I told
him what I had seen.  I could see that he was
cowering, because of the tone of my voice.  I sat on
the side of his bed, and made him get out of bed, and
pull down his pajamas, before assuming the position
across my lap, so that I could spank him.  I
deliberately rubbed his soft butt to warm it up,
before applying the first slap on his far cheek.  His
wiggling around on my thigh allowed me to feel his
little penis, rubbing against my thigh.  When I struck
the near cheek, I was thrilled to see both cheeks
turn red, and I could see his little puckered anus.  It
was enough to make my cock coming life.  When I
finished spanking him, I returned to his mother's bed,
and fucked her until I was about to cum, and then
rammed it in her asshole, and squired my cum in her
ass.  There was a picture of Andy, on the night stand,
that I was looking at while fucking her ass.  That was
a great turn on.

	Andy managed to get in trouble several times a
week.  I didn't have to invent excuses to punish Andy.
He managed to misbehave almost every other day.  I
began to suspect that he was deliberately allowing me
to catch him misbehaving.  His squirming around on my
lap was giving me a hard-on, and I was sure he was
deliberately rubbing his body against my boner.  His
spankings were always followed by his pledges of good
conduct in the future.  His pledges were kept not
much longer than 24-hours.

	It was as if Andy was teasing me.  To test my
theory after spanking him one night, I ran my finger
up and down the middle of the crack of his ass.
When he stopped moving, I pressed the tip of my
finger against the opening of his asshole.  He moaned
when my finger entered his ass.  I had a raging hard-
on, and wanted to fuck his sweet little asshole, but
knew it was not the time to do anything about my
desires.

	On following evenings when I was alone with
Andy, I started pulling on his little boner.  I asked
him, "You really like this don't you?"

	Andy whimpered that it felt good.

	I said, "You're going to be my little pussy boy
from now on, aren't you?"

	Andy moaned, "Yes."

	I wanted to do more, but new that I did not
have enough time.  Andy started fishing around in my
pajamas for my cock.  I did enjoy him wrapping his
small hand around my limp cock, and jacking me off.
Most nights I didn't have enough time to allow him to
make me cum.  I would have to retreat to his
mother's bed.  She would be the beneficiary, because
I would have a raging hard-on, when I would get in
bed with her, and fuck her hard and fast, while
looking at the picture of Andy.  Even after, I would
cum in her I would roll her over, and fuck her ass.
She loved the rough sex.

	When Andy's grandmother was hospitalized on a
death watch, his mother had to rush cross country to
be with her family, during that trying time.  She felt
that Andy was too young to face the death of his
grandmother, so she left him at home with me.

	The first night she was gone, Andy came to the
master bedroom, and got in bed with me.  I removed
his pajamas, and took off my own, before I started
kissing him.  I sucked on his little nipples, while I
played with his boner.  By the time I leaned over, and
took it into my mouth, it looked like a pink hot dog
winner.  His little foreskin pulled back to expose his
little round knob.  I sucked on him until he was about
to go crazy, because he was too young to cum.  While
I was sucking on him, I slipped a finger between the
cheeks of his ass, and toyed with his asshole.  When I
inserted it into his hole, he whined in pain.  I told him
to relax, and finger fucked his ass for awhile.  When
I thought he had enough, I rolled on my back.

	When Andy lay on my chest he ran his hands
over the hair on my chest, before he started sucking
on my nipples.  His sucking on my cock was enough to
make my own boner stand up straight and proud.
There came a point when my cock demanded
attention.  I laced my fingers in his curly hair and
pushed his head down to my cock.

	Andy opened his mouth, and put the head of my
cock in his mouth.  I had been cut as a baby, so my
knob was dry, and had a thick roll around it, like a
German helmet.  That was all he was swallowing while
he sucked on my cock.  It was not that my cock was
all that large.  I know that mine is only average length
and thickness.  He was just a little reluctant to
swallow it all.  I had been resting my hand on the back
of his head, so I just pressed the back of his head,
and pressed his head down until he swallowed, all of
my cock down until his little button nose was pressed
against my pubic hair.  When I came, I held his head
down until, cum was coming out of his nose.  He was
still sucking on my cock, when the phone rang.

	It was my wife.  She wonted to tell me it was
just a mater of time before her mother passed away.
The family was making arrangements for the
inevitable.  Then she asked me how I was getting
along with Andy.  I assured her that we were getting
along fine.  I handed Andy the phone, so he had had
to take my cock out of his mouth, long enough to talk
to her.  He was continuing to jack me off, while he
told her, he was being a good boy.  When we hung up
the phone, I asked Andy if he was ready to find out
what it was like to really be a boy slut.  Andy was
puzzled by the question, so I told him that I wanted
to fuck his little asshole.  He wonted to know how we
could do that, and I told him to straddle my belly, and
then he could sit on my cock.

	I greased up my cock good, while he waited to
sit on my belly.  When he did sit on my belly, he was
facing me, and I watched him lift his but up, and look
between his legs as he aimed his butt backwards,
until he was lined up with my cock, and then he
lowered his ass gently, until his little pink asshole
came in contact with my boner.  When my cock
started spreading his asshole, he complained that it
hurt too much.  That was when I pressed my heels
into the mattress, and lifted my hip up with a quick
thrust.  That drove my cock deep into his asshole.
Andy lost his balance and sat down on my waist,
driving my cock deeper into his ass.  He was crying
big tears, and begging me to pull it out, but I
continued to buck my hips, and held him down, so he
could not stand up, until I came in his ass.  Andy was
crying like a baby, but making no attempt to get up
off of my lap.

	I was saying, "You are nothing but a conniving
little cunt, and deserve to be fucked like a girl every
day.  Any little cunt like you will learn to love a hard
cock in their nasty little poop-shoot."

	Andy thought he was bleeding from his ass, so I
reached down there, and wiped my finger through my
pubic hair to show him that it was my on cum, leaking
out of his ass.  I smeared the cum all over his lips and
made him taste it.  "Get used to the taste, your going
to be eating my cum every chance I get to fuck your
nasty little mouth."

	When I let him dismount, he reached down and
felt his asshole, because it was gaping open.  It hurt
when he tried to pucker his ass.  I assured him that
it would relax on its own.  We settled down, and I
spooned him, as we drifted off to sleep.

	Every night after that, we got a phone call,
while we were sucking and fucking, while we got a
report from his mother.  By the fourth day, Andy had
learned to relax, and enjoy being fucked.  He got off
on me talking dirty to him, while I was fucking his
mouth or ass.  While I was stuffing my thick cock in
his mouth, I was saying, "Take it you like cock sucker.
You know you like it and need it."

	When my wife called to tell me that her mother
was gone, and the funeral would be in three days, we
knew we would not be able to sleep together much
longer.  We made plans to do things together, like
going camping together.  When she got home she was
pleased, that Andy and I were getting along much
better.  He was even starting to call me Daddy.

	Andy's mother was no fool.  She could not help
but see the way Andy had become enamored with me.
He wanted to sit on my lap a lot, and he was too
obvious about wanting to feel my cock.  One night
after I had put him to bed, and let him play with my
cock, while I finger fucked his ass, and had returned
to bed with her, she confronted me, about my
relationship with Andy.  I confessed that I had
seduced him while she was gone.  Rather than being
upset with me, she wanted to know more about what
Andy and I did.  She had always thought he would
have been a pretty girl, and had treated him more
like a girl.  Now that she knew that I was having sex
with him, she was curious about what we did.

	I called out, "Andy come here."

	Andy entered our bedroom unaware that the
front of his pajamas was still open, and his little
boner was visible.  I patted the bed between me, and
his mother.  He climbed onto the bed from the foot
of the bed, and crawled between the two of us.  He
crawled under the covers, and I could feel the heat
of his warm little body.  His mother told him that she
wanted to watch him play with me.  He looked at me,
for reassurance that it was okay.  I told him it was
okay.

	Andy wrapped his arms around my neck, and
kissed me on the mouth.  His mother pulled the
covers down, so she could see what was going on.
Andy reached inside my pajamas, and pulled out my
cock.  He jacked me off, for a short time, before he
leaned over, and started sucking on my cock.  I rolled
him onto his back, and took out his little boner, and
jacked him off, while his mother watched.  I was
reluctant to let her know, I was fucking his ass but
Andy was hot and ready.

	Andy pulled his pajamas off, and insisted on
sitting on my cock.  He was dry, and so was I.  It must
have hurt him to sit on my cock.  His mother saw his
discomfort, and rushed for the bathroom.  When she
came back, she had a jar of Vaseline in hand.  She
returned to the bed, and when Andy lifted his butt,
she greased up his asshole, and my cock.  This time,
when Andy sat down, it went deep into his ass.  His
mother watched in fascination, while he fucked my
cock, until I squirted cum in his ass.

	When he lifted his ass off of my cock, she
inspected his gaping asshole carefully, and was
satisfied it had not done any damage to him.  She
even licked up the cum, dripping out of his ass.

	After that night, the two of them kept me
drained.  There were times, I would spend the night
with Andy, and other nights in bed with her.  She
turned out to like to talk dirty too.  We would be
calling each other dirty names, while we were fucking.
She would call me a dirty homo-pedophile for fucking
her boy's pussy-ass, and I would call her a fag-hag for
getting off watching me fuck her boy-girl.  Some
times she would dress Andy up like a girl, and the two
of them would fuck me to death.

	When he was old enough to join the Boy Scouts,
he had a close friend named Patrick.  He was a cute
blond of eleven.  Andy found out his buddy like to
suck cock, and told me about it.  The idea of getting
to fuck both boys was enough to give me a boner,
that my wife appreciated, until I got to take the boys
out, and fuck one of them while sucking on the other
cock.  I did love to rim their little smooth asshole
before fucking them.



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