Date: Wed, 9 Apr 2008 23:02:01 -0600
From: Xavier Lancaster <xavier.stories@gmail.com>
Subject: Prom Night

Prom Night
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between a stepfather and his teen
stepson. If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if
this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the
Authors section under XavierL (/nifty/prolific.html#xavierl).

If you have ideas or fantasies you'd like to see turned into stories, feel
free to email me.

Please feel free to email me with comments or if you'd like to be notified
when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at
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I have been secretly attracted to my stepson for years, especially once he
hit the teen years.  His body started filling out, and his basket started
bulging more, too.  A LOT more.  He has brown hair and beautiful deep green
eyes.  I've tried many times to see him naked but have only managed to get
a glimpse of his ass once.  Now that he's 16, it's sometimes hard to keep
my hands off him.  In an obvious way at least.

Tonight was his first prom night.  He was originally supposed to go with
his girlfriend (a senior), but they broke up a few weeks ago.  Now he's
going with a friend and is fairly bummed about it.  He's been in his room
being moody all day.  So, when I heard the shower turn off, I headed to his
room.

I knocked on his door, and he told me to come in.  I saw him laying on his
stomach clothed only in a towel.  "What's up Randy?" I asked, my voice
breaking.  I sat down next to him on his bed as he watched TV.  My eyes
wandered over his toned back taking note of the few beads of water
caressing his skin. Fuck I wanted to lick those drops off of him.

"This just sucks!"

"I know.  I'm sorry."

He shrugged.

"Wanna a back rub?"  This isn't the first time I've offered, and he's
accepted many times, but he was always clothed.  I had to adjust my cock
beneath my shorts.

"Sure."

I started kneading his back muscles.

"Michelle is such a bitch!" he said of his now former girlfriend.

I didn't answer.  I was too focused on the sensation of his damp skin
beneath my fingers.

I continued working his muscles when he asked me to do his feet and legs
too.

I moved down the bed and desperately hoped I could get a glimpse under his
towel.  No fucking luck. As my hands moved up his hairy legs, he spread
them, but the towel just drooped more.

"Can you rub harder, please?" he asked.

The higher my hands moved, the harder it was to not stare and become
totally focused.  My hands disappeared well beneath the towel, and my cock
was throbbing in its cotton prison. At one point I could've sworn that I
had brushed up against his dick, but I was too engrossed to give it much
thought.

I decided to focus my massaging more where I was.  I extended a finger a
little bit and realized I indeed was touching it!  I licked my lips and
realized how dry my mouth was.  I was hypnotized and no longer realized
that I was giving his cock all my attention.

His legs spread a little more.

I moved another finger over and ran it down his shaft.  He was hard, and
fuck he was hung!  As he didn't stop me or say anything, I moved my whole
hand to his dick and started stroking his shaft.  As I stroked the firm
shaft, I maneuvered the towel up until I could see at least part of his
cock.

I lifted my hand to my mouth and licked my fingers before returning them to
his dick.  He moaned softly as my fingers worked his dick.  I pushed the
towel up more and then pushed his legs farther apart.  Since he complied, I
got a little more brave.

I lowered myself and put my head between his legs.  I licked the tip of his
cock and heard a sharp intake of his breath.  I put my lips around his
large dick and moved it back and forth a few times before I heard him say
"Hold on."

I moved away and sat back. I watched him turn over onto his back. His hard
cock pushed the towel up enough that it slipped to the side.  He put his
arm beneath his head and looked up at me expectantly.

Again I licked my lips.  I moved between his legs and watched his cock
twitch.  I reached out and undid the towel exposing what I had so longed to
see.  "Fuck you're huge!" I said without thinking as I stared at his cut
8-inch dick.  I stared at the soft brown hair encircling his gorgeous meat.
I saw movement and watched his hand go to my head.  He started pulling it
down, and I let him.

As soon as I was close enough to the helmet-shaped head, which was still
damp from lips, I opened my mouth and began greedily sucking his young
meat.  He was immediately humping my mouth.

I moved a hand to his balls.  He must've been a hanger, because his balls
were resting against the blanket.  I massaged his nuts while his rod slid
back and forth in my mouth.

"Can you get more in?" he asked.

I forced my mouth to open more, relaxed my throat, took a breath and then
rammed his hard flesh into my throat.  It took every ounce of control I had
to keep from gagging.  I heard myself coughing, but I pressed my nose
against his pubes and savored the full length of his tool as he moaned
loudly.

I released his cock so I could breathe and started sucking more furiously,
occasionally deep throating him.

He was working me hard, and I needed a break.  I moved my mouth off his
delicious meat and lowered it to his sac.  I sucked gently on his large
balls.  It didn't take long before he was saying "Suck my dick!"

Only too eager to please, I returned his stiff shaft to my throat.  He bent
his knees so his feet were flat against the bed.  Holding onto my head his
hips began thrusting wildly upward as he fucked my throat.

With him taking control, I didn't even think as I unzipped my pants and
fished my cock out of my underwear.  I stroked my aching dick fast as his
rod penetrated my throat repeatedly.

His humping became more urgent and his moans louder.  He was actually
whimpering!  I noticed the head of his cock felt bigger, too.  I started
jacking myself off faster.  I started to taste a faint saltiness.  I shoved
his whole dick back in my throat.  His body became stiff, and the next
thing I knew I was almost choking as his salty fluid was exploding into me.
I swallowed as fast as I could, but this fuckin' kid was a major gusher!  I
had to bob my head up and down so I wouldn't lose any of his precious milk.

I was still jerking my cock as his orgasm slowed down.  He shocked me when
I heard him say "Move over this way, and I'll finish you off."

I quickly moved so that my cock was near his face.  I undid my pants and
shoved them and my underwear down.  I went back to sucking the jizz out of
his cock as his hand wrapped around my dick.  Within seconds my cock was
unloading into his palm.

I continued sucking him gently until he told me "You better stop, or it
won't go back down."

Like that would stop me!

"Seriously! I gotta finish getting ready!"  I released his cock and heard
him chuckling.  "You sure like dick Marc!"

I didn't know what to say.

"Thanks man.  I really needed that!" he said, and then he got up and went
into the bathroom.

I pulled my pants back up and went to my room to splash some cold water on
my face.

I went back downstairs and started making myself dinner.  A little while
later my stepson came into the kitchen.  He held his arms outstretched and
turned around.

"Nice man!"

"Thanks!" he smiled broadly.  He grabbed his car keys. "You going to be up
when I get home?"

"Sure."

"See you later then," he said and then quickly departed.

I ate dinner slowly.  I still couldn't believe what had happened.  After
putting my dishes away, I went into his bedroom and sat on his bed.  I
could see a dark area left by my cum.  I got a washcloth out of his
bathroom and cleaned his blanket off.  I spied his clothes hamper.  I
searched through it and quickly found a pair of underwear.  I held it to my
nose and took in the heady scent of his muskiness.  I decided to keep this
pair of briefs and took them to my room and hid them where I knew my wife
wouldn't find them.

Waiting for him to get him felt like an eternity.  When his car pulled up
in the driveway, my heart skipped a beat.  He came in and plopped down next
to me.

"Well, how did it go?"

He sighed.  "I could use a drink," he said and chuckled.

"You know what? I think you've earned one."  I got up and walked to the
kitchen.

"Really?"

"Just don't tell anyone!"

"Cool!"

I handed him a beer and sat down close to him, placing my hand on his knee
while he sipped on his brewski.

"It was OK really.  Just sucked seeing that bitch with her new boyfriend,
and there I was with my friend."

"I hear ya," I said, giving his knee a squeeze.

We sat in silence for a moment, my hand seemingly frozen onto his leg.

"You know what else I could use?"

"What?" I asked.

He set his beer down and stood up in front of me.  I watched his hands move
to his pants.  He removed his cummerbund and then unzipped his pants.  I
watched him pull his swelling cock out.

I needed no prompting and immediately moved forward and started helping his
cock stiffen with my lips.  As his cock grew, he undid his pants and let
them fall down.  I released his cock so he could push his underwear down
and then quickly returned it to my mouth.  Once it was fully hard, he
pulled away and sat down.

I sank to the floor and undid his shoes and removed them.  Next I pulled
off his socks.  I grabbed his pants and underwear and pulled them off.  I
moved between his legs and continued sucking his cock.  I watched him pull
his jacket off and unbutton his shirt.  As he stripped out of his shirt, I
let his dick fall out of my mouth.  I began kissing from his belly up to
his chest and then sucked on his nipples.  Being even more daring I stroked
his cock while my mouth moved up to his neck.  I sucked on his neck softly.

While I contemplated the wisdom of trying to kiss him, I felt him take a
fistful of my hair and pull my head up.  The next thing I knew his tongue
was in my mouth.  I kissed him back feverishly.  Out of breath I broke our
kiss and returned to his crotch.

I sucked him briefly before he once again broke the silence.  "Let's go to
my room."

I got up, feeling a bit short of breath and followed his naked body to his
room.  He shut the door behind me and told me to sit on the bed.  I sat on
the edge while he roughly grabbed my head and shoved his cock into my
mouth.  After a few seconds he said "Get naked."

I quickly stripped out of my clothes and stood there.  He came close and
put his arms around me, his hands resting on my ass.  He began kissing me
passionately as he squeezed my cheeks.

When he broke the kiss he pushed my shoulders down so that I sank to my
knees and began worshipping his cock.

"Yeah, that's nice," he breathed. Again he took a handful of my hair, but
this time he started fucking my face.

He ended it all too soon, though.  I looked up at him curiously.  He had a
weird look in his eyes.

"Let me fuck you."

"What?" I asked stunned.

"You heard me."

I stared at him open-mouthed.  I watched him pull a little thing of lube
out of his nightstand.

"They give us these at school.  Right next to the condoms."

I watched him coat his bare cock with the lubricant.

"Bend over the bed, man."

I still hadn't recovered my shock, but I found my body moving without me
willing it to.

He moved behind me.  Now I noticed my heart was pounding.  I could feel my
pulse in the tips of my ears.  Fire erupted in my ass as soon as the head
of his cock entered me.  Then it felt like I was being ripped apart as his
rod began sliding in.  I bit hard on the blanket beneath my face to keep
from screaming.

"Yeah! That's what I'm talking about!" he said as his cock continued to
violate my hole. "Fuckin' tight!"  It already felt like his cock was in my
chest.  I reached around and discovered he was still burrowing into my
hole.  Just when I thought I couldn't take any more pain, his cock slid in
further and ecstasy replaced my pain.

Finally his whole cock was inside me.  I could hear him breathing
rapidly. He was muttering something I couldn't understand.  It seemed he
had to recover somewhat before he could continue.  A couple of moments
later he was slowly fucking me.  I had to force my hole to relax which was
no small feat.

He began with slow, long thrusts. I thought I would pass out and was amazed
when I didn't.  The pain continued to subside and the pleasure increase.
Soon he was ramming my ass hard.  Shortly after that I found myself shoving
my ass backwards so he could get it into me deeper.

I could feel sweat building between our colliding bodies.  He began fucking
me faster, and I finally lost control and yelled "Yes! Fuck me harder
Randy!"

"Fuck yeah!" he replied.  I could hear the bed bumping into the wall as he
pounded me.

His fucking intensified, and I knew he was getting close.  I squeezed my
ass muscles tighter, and he moaned loudly again.  He slowed down a little,
grunted, and then I could feel his cock twitching inside me as he came.  He
rested his torso against my back.  I almost purred when I could feel his
hot breath against my damp skin.

Soon after his hand encircled my cock and began stroking me.  With his
large rod inside me, it took only seconds before I was exploding onto the
side of his blanket.

He pulled out of me and went to the bathroom where I thought I heard him
say.  "We'll have to do that again!"  I was distracted as I flexed my ass
cheeks to try and squeeze the pain away.

When I realized what he said, I wondered if he meant tonight or not.