Date: Tue, 14 Feb 2012 18:30:17 -0800 (PST)
From: Michael Louis <stepdaddysboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Step Dad Loves

Thank you for your continued support. This is a true tale of step
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Step Dad Loves

It started innocently, my mom was at work while my step dad and I were left
at home to do laundry and watch television.  I was 9 yrs. old and just
turned it three weeks prior, until this night I never knew of my step dads
love for me.

You see he wasn't the nicest guy to me at first, mom and Bobby got married
when I was four, and I lived with my dad and only saw them two weekends out
of the month.  Every time I came to my mom's house for weekend visits he
was always gruff and rude.  Not physically just how he spoke to my brothers
and me.  At 7 my dad was a huge drunk and always whipping us so I decided
to move in with mom and Bobby.  I don't really know how he felt about it; I
didn't even realize what my life's twist was going to take.

You see this night felt very different to start, Bobby was gathering up all
the clothes in the house to wash.  Not only did he not do laundry he never
did anything to lift a finger around the house.  While mom was gone to work
he usually just sat in his room smoking pot.  So here we were gathering all
the laundry in the house.

"Take those dirty jeans and t-shirt off, son"

Bobby had never called me son, although I did as he instructed, I never
defied anything he said.  He was a tall, muscular, and hairy man.

As I took my jeans and t-shirt off, I noticed him doing the same thing.  He
was wearing a pair of gray bikini underwear that he had strapped the back
in is crack. This kind of made me wonder, I had not only not seen him in
just underwear but I had not seen a mans bare ass either.  My cock jumped
at attention of seeing this sight.  I left the laundry room for him to get
everything in, and he came to sit by me on the couch both in our underwear.
I sat watching television as he picked up the phone, he had to move the
phone and get a longer cord to do this, another weird move.

As we set there, he stayed on the phone not saying a word; I continued to
watch television when his hand hit my knee.  Again, not the most loving of
dads, put me on alert. He stayed there for a while and then started rubbing
my knee and thigh. I was then very nervous, my heart pounding from my
chest, and my small cock tenting from my briefs.  I then looked down and
his cock was sticking straight up straining at the gray material, with a
bead of juice coming from the head.  He continued to rub my thigh then went
to my balls and brushed them to the other thigh, this went on forever.
Then he went in for the crotch, stroking my small cock through the
underwear. Not knowing what to do I just sat there and enjoyed the feeling
of his hands moving across my cock.

He went on and on grabbing my cock, stroking it, and watching my
expression, saying at any point I wanted he would stop.  I didn't want him
to stop, it made me feel great, finally getting his love.  He then grabbed
my small hand and placed it on his cock over the bikini briefs.  I rubbed
as best I could mimic what he was doing to mine.  This wasn't enough for
either of us, we both went into the fabric at the same time touching hot
flesh.

"Baby, I love you stroking daddy's dick," he said.

"Bobby, I never want you to stop touching me," was all I could think of.

"Call me daddy"

"Ok, daddy, I love you."

With that his tongue entered my mouth softly kissing me with his tongue, I
had never done this, but it was amazing to feel his tongue brush against
mine for what seemed life hours.  As, we parted he kept calling me, baby
boy, I absolutely loved it.  I never felt as loved as I felt at this
moment, don't know if I ever will again.

He then slid my briefs off and took his bikini briefs off exposing the
biggest 8" cock.  I know my eyes were fixed on this massive daddy dick, as
mine was barely two inches at the time.  We started rubbing each other's
cocks, and kissing as we lay on the couch together.  Bobby sat up and
looked down at me, then went back to my cock but this time with his mouth,
I was in heaven as his tongue swirled around my cock and lapped at my boy
balls.

I looked down as he looked up at me smiling, then he said, "Daddy loves his
baby, will you loved daddy the same way?"  What was I supposed to say?  I
got up on my knees and started with my tongue on his piss slit.  Trying to
fit his cock, in my mouth did actually split my lips at the corners, and he
made me stop not wanting to hurt me saying we would go back to that the
next time.

I then started to see him jack his own cock with his hand, and asked if he
wanted me to do that.  With that question he smiled and said yes.  I
started stroking his cock and he began to grunt telling me what a good boy
I was.  I kept a steady rhythm on his cock, making him moan then he took my
cock in his mouth as I stroked him.  That was all he need to shoot, it went
everywhere my face, my chest, and my hair.  He then took a glob off my face
and brought it up to my lips forcing it into my mouth telling me, "Eat
daddy's seed." With it in my mouth he put his tongue back in my mouth,
searching for the glob that he had just deposited in there.

He got up and told me he was going to take care of his baby as well and
went back to sucking my little cock.  He went to sucking, and all the
sudden it felt Iike I was going to pee.  I had told him I needed to pee and
he just kept sucking furiously while rubbing my boy balls with his fingers.
I then had my first dry orgasm ever, it felt amazing.

We then got up he told me to take a shower and I did as I was told, when I
came out of the shower he was dressed in shorts and told me to get to bed.
I went to bed wondering if that was a onetime thing with him, knowing
already at a young age I could not tell anyone.  Thankfully it was not a
onetime thing, my daddy and I had more adventures that you will definitely
find out.