My stepdad Greg was on the bed when I barged into the bedroom, his right hand caressing his hairy pecs as his left hand massaged his hardening cock.
âShit,â I gasped in embarrassment. âI didnât mean toââ
âItâs okay,â Greg turned his head back towards me. âYou caught me getting ready to rub one out. Your momâs on the rag, and my balls feel like theyâre gonnaââ
âYou donât have to explain,â I interrupted, not wanting to know the details of my mom and stepdadâs sex life. âMom just sent me up to tell you sheâs making pancakes, and to come down in fifteen minutes for breakfast.â
I then backed out of the room while trying not to stare at Gregâs big, hard cock. The dude was easily over eight inches and thick as fuck.
âThanks,â he smiled, stroking his cock. âIâll head downstairs after Iâuhâfinish up here. But you donât have to leave. Youâre eighteen now. I used to jack with my buds when I was your age.â
âReally?â
âYeah,â he affirmed. âDonât you and your buds ever have âbate sessions together?â
âNo,â I answered sheepishly, though I had always fantasized about it.
âThatâs a shame,â Greg sympathized. âWhy donât you sit here next to me and we can jack together?â
âIâuhâIâd rather just watch you at first,â I admitted, âif thatâs okay with you.â
âSure,â Greg shrugged, spitting into the palm of his hand as he began to work his cock.
Jesus, it was hot watching him. Iâd seen Gregâs big cock beforeâflaccid, of courseâin the gym showers after a workout, and once at the lake when he dared me to go skinny dipping with him on a moonlit night. But Iâd never seen Greg hard, his cock in its full glory. And it was fucking glorious. Thick, veiny, crowned with a massive purple head. I wanted my stepdad in the worst way, but I had never let on that I liked dudes.
âYou canât just stand there and watch me the whole time,â Greg admonished after a few minutes. âPull yours outâjack with me.â
âIâmâIâm embarrassed,â I whispered, avoiding eye contact. âIâm not as big as you.â
âThat doesnât matter,â Greg laughed. âCocks come in all shapes and sizes. Iâm sure yours is more than adequate.â
âI canât imagine having a dick as big as yours,â I confessed, inching closer to it.
âYou want to touch it?â Greg offered, releasing his grip, his cock flopping audibly against his hairy thigh. âYou can jack it, if you want.â
I reached forward tentatively, gripping his cock by the base. My hand was unable to fit around the impressive girth of his shaft.
âTighter,â Greg guided me, his meaty hand wrapping around mine, showing me the pressure and rhythm that he liked. âFuuuck,â he exhaled slowly. âThat feels so good.â
âYouâre leaking precum,â I observed, noting the glistening, viscous drop that had pooled at the tip of his cock and was now beginning to run down his shaft.
âLick it up,â Greg commanded. âTaste it.â
I opened my mouth, my tongue licking up his shaft to the tip of his cock, tasting his precumâwarm and salty. Swiftly, Greg grabbed the back of my head and forced his cock down my throat, gagging me, the heady scent of his pubes filling my nostrils.
âThatâs itâhold it right there,â he ordered, holding the back of my head as my gag reflex subsided, saliva flooding my mouth instinctively, lubricating his cock. I could taste his precum, flowing like a faucet on my tongue.
âNow suck me,â Greg directed, sliding his cock in and out of my mouth, deeper into my throat. âYeahâthatâs it. Youâre a fucking natural,â he praised. âYou like my cock? You like sucking my big dick?â
âMmph-hmm,â I nodded, looking up into Gregâs eyes, his cock still buried down my throat. I was fucking loving it.
âChrist, thatâs beautiful,â Greg smiled. âNothing hotter than seeing a handsome young man like you enjoying an older manâs big cock. WhyâI remember the first time I sucked off my Uncle Max when I was your age. I never felt closer to him than when he was cumming down my throat.â
His cock jumped in my mouth at the memory of his Uncle Max, becoming even more rigid. I could feel his bulbous cock head swelling even larger.
âGet on your knees before me,â Greg ordered, pulling his cock from my mouth as he arose from the bed and stood before me. âIâm gonna get off by face fucking you. You might feel the urge to gag, but itâll pass, and soon youâll have a big reward.â
Grabbing the back of my head once more, Greg jammed his cock all the way down my throat, his balls mashed against my chin, and began a steady assault on my throat. In and out he jammed his cock down my esophagus, abusing my tonsils like a battering ram. I was gagging on it, but Greg held the back of my head firmly as his breathing began to quicken.
âOH SHITâhere it comes,â he bellowed, his cock swelling to twice itâs girth down my throat. âFUCK,â he grunted, his cock exploding down my throat, cum and saliva escaping my mouth and running down my chin. I struggled to breath through my nose as Greg continued to hold me down on his cock until the throbbing subsided and his balls had emptied.
âDAMN, that was good,â Greg exhaled, finally releasing me from his grip, his cock sliding out of my mouth, a pearly drop of cum dangling at the tip. âYeah, suck up that last drop,â he ordered as I ravenously complied.
âYouâve got a throat pussy on youâthatâs what youâve got,â he praised me, falling back on the bed on weakened legs. âDamn, boy. You are made to suck dick.â
I shrugged bashfully, happy that he was pleased. I didnât feel like Iâd done much, other than allowing him to use my throat like a pocket pussy. But, clearly, I had done something right.
âGet your ass downstairs before your mother suspects something,â Greg ordered, jumping up and cleaning off his wet, spent cock on the bedsheet. âI hope to god she didnât hear us up here.â
âYou thinkâyou think you might let me suck you off again sometime?â I asked tentatively before I left the room.
âAre you kidding?â Greg laughed. âPlan on sucking this big dick daily, you hear? Ohâthat reminds meâyour motherâs going to that garden party thing this afternoon. You and I will be home alone. You think you might want to sit on my cockâlet me pop your cherry?â
âYES!â I exclaimed a bit too eagerly.
âGood,â he smiled. âYouâre gonna find that Iâm an exceedingly talented top.â
âButâwillâwill it hurt?â I asked, excited by the thought of him fucking me, but nervous at the same time.
âOh, it might hurt at first,â Greg replied, placing his meaty hand on my shoulder. âBut something tells me that youâre gonna love having a big dick up your ass. Boys like you always do.â
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.
Good old-fashioned menâs shithouse. Military or frat house, I bet. No need for privacy, modesty or apology. We all shit and piss, why hide it. Freedom of expression is priceless.