I decided to change it again because I couldn't come up with a plot for Robin so I'm sorry but I promise it won't change again because I'm sending it now...
Stepdad Steve Rogers x Male Reader
The Male Readers mom is Carol Danvers and his stepfather of 4 years is Steve Rogers. Carol and Steve go to the Male Readers house to visit him, the Male Reader doesn't like Steve but Steve really had a crush on him and during their visit Carol gets a call from work and they say they need her so she leaves town for a couple days but tells Steve to stay while shes gone Steve tries his hardest to connect to Reader but he refuses then one day after Steve walks into the kitchen shirtless in nothing but shorts from his run they get into an argument and suddenly Steve kisses the reader and immediately pulls away saying he should leave and he goes to his room and starts packing but the Male Reader walks in and when Steve starts apologizing again the Male Reader grabs him and slams him into a wall and starts kissing him until he pushes Steve to his knees and pulls his hard cock out and Steve sucks his dick while gripping his thighs until the Male Reader starts fucking his face in a messy blowjob as Steve is gagging and slobbering and drooling all over the big cock and it's leaking down his chin onto his chest but the Male Reader finds it hot and he keeps it up for awhile getting messier and messier (the messier the better) then the Male Reader pulls out and takes the spit dripping down his chin with his hand and rubs it into his chest and shoved his cock between his pecs and Steve gets the idea and squeezes his pecs together as the Male Reader pec fucks Steve hard after that the Male Reader takes Steve to the bed throws Steve's suitcases off the bed and lays down and Steve starts riding his dick in different positions making the bed shake as Steve whines and moans because the big cock up his ass then the Male Reader smacks Steves ass and tells him to get up and get on his hands and knees and he starts pounding Steve from behind and Steve says something like "My Step Son has the biggest cock" and during which the Steve gets a call from Carol and the Male Reader tells him to answer so he does but he's still getting pounded so he's whining and moaning and when Carol asks why he says it's because he's working out and she believes it and tells him she'll be back in a week so Steve says ok and hangs up as the Male Reader keeps pounding him sometime the bed breaks and after awhile the Reader pulls out and cums all over Steve's ass and says "I fucked my stepdad so hard the bed broke" to which Steve laughs and then they talk things out and the Male Reader says he likes Steve and that's why he acted that way because he's jealous and Steve reveals he also liked him and they start making out and they cuddle and fall asleep. Three days later Steve is naked cooking in the kitchen when the Male Reader walks up behind him and turns off the stove grabbing Steve bending him over the table as he drops to his knees behind him and eats Steve's ass like a starving man and then pounds him from behind spanking him while pounding him and of course while hes getting pounded he's whining and moaning about his stepsons huge cock slamming into his prostate after awhile of him fucking him he pulls out telling Steve to drop to his knees and he cums all over his face and when Steve's about to wipe the cum off the Male Reader tells him to keep it on as he starts fucking his face in another sloppy blowjob (sorry I'm into that) and Steve's again slobbering, gagging, and drooling all over the big cock, spit bubbles coming out of the side of his mouth with it dripping down his face until the Male Reader pulls out and cums on Steve's face again, seeing how sloppy he looks with 2 different loads of cum all over his face and drool and slobber all over his lips and dripping down his chin he takes a picture and sets it as his screen saver obviously showing Steve first to show him what he looks like.
Kinks: Dirty Talk (Dom Male Reader, Subby whiny Bottom Steve Rogers), spanking, sloppy blowjob, sex while on the phone, pec fucking, hair pulling while getting pounded, hate fucking
NO FEMINIZATION PLEASE.
PLEASE MAKE IT LONGER THAN YOUR OTHER 2 STEVE ROGERS FICS?!? 🙏🙏 PLEASE.
Happy birthday dear @soundlyfasttavern
Our little secret
Warning. 18+. Mature content. Bottom character. Bottom Steve Rogers. Top Male Reader. Both character and reader have a cock. Stepdad x Stepson. Cheating. Dirty talk. Spanking. Hate fucking. Tbh, first layer of freaky stuff y'all usually like.
Stepdad! Bottom! Steve Rogers x Stepson! Top! Male Reader
You first heard the knocking at your door while you were in the bathroom.
"Coming!"
Then the loud and repetitive ringing of the door bell came next, and it wouldn't stop ringing, to the point you were forced to leave the bathroom in a hurry, rushing towards the door before your ears started to bleed.
"I said I'm coming!!" Your hand reached for the doorknob and opened the entrance door of your house. There stood your mother, smiling so cockily, it was definitely her who wouldn't stop hitting the doorbell. "Mom..." you groaned, but you weren't really displeased to see her, however... with the man standing by her side... "Steve." There stood the blond man with blue eyes who was, in fact, your stepfather, smiling, this time more gentle compared to your mother.
"What's with that frown on your face? I told you we were coming, now, where's my hug?" Carol, your mother, asked you as she stepped in and opened her arms to wrap them around your shoulders. You returned the hug, one arm around her waist, but your eyes shifted between Steve and your mom.
Steve just smiled, holding the luggages in his hands. "Nice to see you, Y/n, how have you been?" he asks genuinely.
You struggle to meet his eyes. "Uhm, fine, I guess." You move aside from the entrance, letting them enter your house, but you kept your head low so to not make eye contact with your step father. Why were you so distant to him? He didn't seem like a bad person, and he wasn't, Steve was in fact such a great man and you're glad your mom found someone as good as him... but the reason why you didn't like Steve was more... personal, almost childish.
It was something you didn't want to share, deeming it a quite uncomfortable subject.
"Wow, I'm surprised the house isn't on fire yet," your mother said jockingly, teasing you with an amused smile.
You rolled your eyes at her. "Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny mom."
"Y/n," called Steve who just stood at one side, smiling, blue eyes locked on you with love... but you didn't know if it was parental love or, something else. "Can you show us the room? It's the first time I've seen your house." Right, Steve married your mother after you bought the house, when they were still dating, you've never shown him your place.
"Sure, over here. Mom?"
"I'll go get a glass of water, I'm so thirsty, you go with your father," said your mother, sounding tired as she made her way to your kitchen.
Father. That word sounds so bad when it's meant for Steve.
"Yeah, sure..."
Steve followed right behind you as you guided him to the bedroom your parents. You could feel his eyes on you, which just made things even more uncomfortable for you. Why was he staring so much? Did he want something from you?
Both of you entered an empty bedroom, the bed was ready, set with clean sheets and pillows. "Here, made sure everything was comfortable for you and mom," you said, still not daring to look at Steve directly in the eyes. Your step father looked around, and nodded before returning his attention on you, still wearing that soft smile.
"Thank you, Y/n, I'm so excited to spending time with my step son." He approached you and gave you a strong hug, you tensed and blushed, feeling his muscled arms bulge around you, his large pecs press against your flat chest, legs brushing yours... Y/n wake up!"
"U-uh, yeah. Of course." The hug seemed to take hours for it to come to an end. The moment Steve released you, you quickly took a few steps back away from him, making your way out of the bedroom. "I- I should go back and check on mom."
However, Steve seemed to wanting to do the same, as he left the luggages on top of the bed quite easily, without much efforce needed, and returned to you. "I'll come with you."
Shit. You prefered not to say anything. As you two approached the kitchen where Carol was, you could hear her voice slighty risen and worried as she spoke at the phone, seems there's something urgent she must take care of. "What?! Now!? But I just got to my son's place! ... Ugh, this is unbelievable, alright, I'll go right now, I'm on my way. Tell them not to do anything before I get there." You came inside the kitchen and saw her hang up the call and put her phone back in her pocket. She turned to look at you, seemingly stressed and tired. "I'm sorry dear, there are important matters at work and they need me."
"What?" Fuck! Fuck, and more fuck. "But... you're returning soon, right?"
With the grimace she gave you, it seems that wasn't a possibility. "This could take a week or more. I'm sorry love, I promise I'll make it up to you." She then moved her attention to her husband, Steve. "Babe, have fun with Y/n, get along you two. Don't let my absence limit the experiences you two could have."
Steve nodded, his smile widening. Why did he seem so excited? "Don't worry dear, I'll make sure to spend a good time with Y/n, right?" He brushed his arm with yours, sending a shiver down your spine. The look in his blue eyes was so weird, a mixture of pleasure and... something more perverse.
Carol just nodded, relieved. "Good, I'll go grab my luggage. Again sweetie, I'm so sorry about this." She left the kitchen and after a few minutes, appeared walking down the hall with her luggage at hand, walking towards the door. "Take care you two, be nice!"
The entry door was heard being closed, and silence invaded the whole place. Great, this is just what you needed.
A deep sigh then interrupts the silence. "Well! What should we do today? asks Steve, excited to spend time with you.
You finally look at him directly in the eyes. Gosh, you hate being stuck in this situation. "Whatever you want, I guess."
It couldn't be said that Steve didn't try his best to socialize and get close to you, inviting you to go for a walk, perhaps cook together, and enjoy some bonding time. But you were too cold, too distant with him, it was so frustrating. You wouldn't even let him touch you... He craved your touch, craved your closeness. His eyes followed every movement you did, how your biceps bulged under your shirt every time you lifted something heavy, how your ass filled your pants nicely when you bent over to grab something from the floor, or how your shirt stuck on your chest with sweat due to the hot weather. You were so hot, so fucking hot, how did he not see you before? Damn, you look even better than Carol.
Steve had to restrain himself from growing hard, noticeably hard. But he wanted really badly to get close to you, have you look at him for more than two seconds at least.
Yet everything he tried ended up being pointless with you and your thousands of walls.
The next day, you were sexually frustrated. Last night you went to the kitchen and walked pass Steve's bedroom, the door was open... and you saw two, white, round, bubbly cheeks facing the entrance. Steve was asleep, naked on top of the bed. Why didn't he close the damn door like a normal person?
Since that night, you tried to avoid Steve, your cock semi-hard inside your pants.
Whistling approached the kitchen where you sat, lost in your memories, Steve appeared inside, shirtless, in nothing but his very tight boxers that left barely anything for your imagination. Your cheeks reddened again. Steve didn't seem to notice your frustration, he opened the fridge and bent down, ass facing you, and that was your last straw.
"Can you please wear some pants at least?" It came out more dry and rude than what you intended. Steve turned to look at you, eyebrow raised.
"Sorry?"
You stare at him, trying to look upset, because deep inside, you were just needy.
"Put on some pants, have some decency, this isn't your house for fuck's sake." Your voice grows louder, frustration taking the best out of you.
Steve frowns. "Jeez, I'm sorry, didn't think seeing a man in underwear would affect you, another man. It's not like I'm wearing a thong or something." His teasing and mockery just worsens your frustration. Does he take you for a joke? Is he doing this on purpose?
You stand up and come close to him, finger pointing at him in a judging way before poking his chest, his strong chest. "I'm serious! It's weird to have the husband of my mom walking around almost naked! And put on some pants when you sleep! Or at least close the door! Fuck! I don't want to see your naked ass!" The vivid images come back to your mind, and you can't help but blush for it.
Steve seems to have his cheeks a bit more pink than usual when you brought the fact that you saw him sleeping naked on the bed with the door open. He completely forgot to close the door, he was just so tired after the workout and the warm shower... But still, with your tone, it was impossible for him to not bite back. "I bet you would have wanted to kiss it instead."
His words hit you like a train going at full speed. "The fuck did you just say...?" you ask menacingly, daring him to say those words again.
The blond man just leaned closer to your face, his fresh breath hitting your face. "I. Bet. You would have wanted to kiss it-ah!"
That's it! "You bi-!"
Your rage was quickly interrupted when two hands grabbed the collar of your shirt, pulling you forward, forcing your lips to clash against his lips. Your brain stopped functioning as his lips moved on yours, deepening this kiss, your previous rage faded like magic, leaving way for confusion and... panic.
Your hands pushed him back abruptly, and you were trying to catch some air for your lungs. Many questions needed to be asked, but the only thing you said was, "you need to leave."
Steve seems to be as surprised as you. And he was, what took over him to just kiss you like that? Why did his self control snap that way? "I- I-... yes," that was everything he said before walking past you, leaving you so he could pack his things and leave. Everything was ruined for him, you'd probably tell what happened to Carol.
But when he left, your brain started processing everything that had happened slowly. The kiss, that kiss... you hate yourself so much, that kiss felt so good, and relieving.
Five minutes later, you reacted and went to search for him in the bedroom you lent him. You found him, now wearing a pair of jeans, packing his things on the luggage. Steve noticed your presence and turned to face you looking guilty. "Hey Y/n, I'm sorry for what happened, I-" You didn't let him finish, with long strides you pushed him against the wall. He was about to protest, but you kissed him back, tongue going deep in his mouth. Steve's eyes widened and his body tensed, before relaxing and deepening the kiss.
Once the kiss comes to an end, you push him on his knees with one hand while the other fumbles with your belt and zipper, opening it for your cock to be set free. It was already semi-hard, cock throbbing, tip already leaking. Steve was left impressed with your sigh, the musky scent coming from your cock made his own cock harden under his pants, you just made him hungry. Hands grabbing your thighs, he dived in and took your cock in his mouth, sucking it with passion as if it was the most delicious treat in the world.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head for a quick second, gosh, that mouth felt fantastic wrapped around your sensitive skin. His tongue hit every vein, every spot that needed to be hit... your hands grabbed his head and without mercy, you started slamming your hips on his face, your cock hitting the back of his throat.
Steve's grip tightened on your tighs, eyes closing shut as he tried to take your cock. "Gughh! Gluhg! Ghhh! Hmm-! Gofhh!" Tears formed in the corner of his eyes, trying to keep up with your harsh thrusts, but it went so deep, and you were so big. Saliva drooled around your cock, dripping from the corners of his lips down on his chin. "Hmmff! Blllu-!"
"Haa... haaa...hmm..." Your hips pulled back and your cock accidentally slid out of Steve's mouth, leaving him panting before your cock slammed on his face, smothering him with saliva and pre. Strings of saliva coated his chin and fell down his chest, making more of a mess.
"Oh-! Hmm... haaa.. Glu-!" With another thrust of your hips, your cock went back inside his mouth.
Your balls hit his chin, slick coating Steve and your thighs. His blue eyes met yours, dazed, he looked absolutely wrecked with the amount of fluids running down his mouth right on his chest. Once again, your cock slid out of his now swollen lips. Steve fucked under his breath and went to kiss and suck under your cock and balls. The both of them were covered in slick that just smeared all over Steve's cheeks, he didn't care in the slightest, the messier the better for him.
"Fuck... oh fuck..." he gasped before sucking lewdly the sides of your shaft and kissing your balls. He grabbed your shaft and gently slapped it on his cheek, looking right in your eyes with a drunk smile. "Such a big cock..."
Gosh, you didn't't know you were able to control yourself for so long, not when Steve looked so... so... fuckable, perfect to ruin. With your hand, you scooped some of the saliva and other fluids from his chin and smothered it all over his soft chest, giving them few squeezes that made Steve moan pathetically. Steve is confused at first, looking down at his chest, but yelped immediately when you pushed your cock between his soft pecs, pushed them roughly one against the other and rammed your cock in the crevice of his soft muscles.
"Look at you, what a whore, a married man fucking the son of his wife, his stepson, you couldn't have been more pathetic than this," you said with no deep heat in your words, this was also your fault, you brought him down on his knees and shoved your cock in his mouth. Your thrusts between pecs lacked compassion, going hard, your grip on his pecs reddened the pale flesh, Steve whimpered from the rough treatment, but couldn't deny that if felt insanely good to be used like this.
"Y-you can't blame-ah! me... I respect Carol... but you're so hot... and well packed..." he said, breathless, eyes focused on your hard cock and swollen tip pocking through the crevice of his chest. His hands moved to his chest, pushing them harder around your dick. Slick covered his skin, the movements becoming slippery, the sensation wet and deliciously disgusting.
You grunted, your cock loving the tightness and warmth around it. You could stay between his amazing muscles, and cum all over them, but you wanted to explore other spots. Your balls kept slapping below Steve's chest, and it felt as great as having your cock fuck his pecs, but you forced yourself to stop and step back. Steve was confused, again, before you went to the bed, pushed the luggage on the ground and laid on your back on the mattress, eyes still locked on him. "What are you waiting for? An invitation? Ride my cock, hungry whore." Steve almost came at your words in his pants, he clumsily stood up and removed his pants and ruined underwear, crawling on the bed and mounting you before sitting on your cock with the help of his own hand, guiding your shaft inside his tight hole.
No preparation was done, and it felt so painfully tight when it went inside. Steve cried outloud, eyes rolling back, mouth hanging wide open. "Fuck-!... Ffffuck!" Half of your cock was left out as he took a break, whining. "So big... unnngh... so fucking big..." Steve tried to relax himself, but it burned so good.
However, you were running out of patience. Your hands grabbed his waist and pushed him down, forcing him to take it all. A choked cried came out from him, you moaned, feeling like you reached cloud nine. "Fuck yess... oh shit..."
Steve didn't dare to move, everything hurt... painfully good. He panted, already sweating, face red. "Y/n... nghh... you're so mean... haaa... you're so mean to me..." he said, almost incoherently.
"Maybe don't go cheating on your wife- hmmm... with her son, now move," you ordered, feeling little to no mercy for him.
His hands moved to support himself on your chest, he lifted his hips slowly, thighs trembling. "Ungh... unh.. haa... Y/n... so big," he whined before dropping his hips on your cock, your cock hit another deep, and his back arched. "AHN! Ah... ahhh! Fuck! It hurts...!" But the pain didn't stop him, he lifted his hips again, pulling almost everything out, before falling again, a loud, wet clap resonating through the walls. Steve's eyes crossed, his asscheeks jiggled with the impact, fuck, he was about to lose it. "Shiiit..."
Each time he bounced, his hole clenched tighter around your cock with how deep it went. You bit your lip, it felt too good, if he kept with that, you'd cum soon.
Steve was growing used to your size, and worse, he was growing addicted to it, you just hit every right fucking spot. "M-more..." he whined as he lifted his hips again and slammed them back down, faster than before. His eyes were unfocused, dazed, lost, too high on the pleasure as he bounced faster on you, too needy for more. "Oh.. nhh...hunnhh... haaa... Y/n... big... haaa.. so full..." he kept saying and whining. His cheeks clapped and bounced, waves of flesh running down his round butt.
It was unfair, it was so unfair that something like this could feel soooo good. So addicting. His hole sucked your cock back inside everytime he lift his hips, not wanting your cock to slip out any time soon.
"Oh... ungh... fuck...haaa..." you were struggling a bit, but didn't want him to stop, it was the whole opposite. "Faster..."
And it seems he wanted the same as you, as he increased the pace. A sticky mess coating both you and him where your bodies connected was being formed, so wet, so slick, from pre, saliva and other fluids. Steve's cock bounced, strings of pre spreading on your lower abdomen and sometimes even reaching his own chest, it was hard and his balls clenched with each bounce he made. "So good... huuunnh... so good... hmmf-! Need more..." he whined.
"Turn around... huuh... wanna see that ass devouring my cock..." Steve listening to you, pulling out your cock out of him for a moment, even if he whimpered at the emptiness, he wants your cock back inside so bad. He hurried to turn around, back facing you, before bending over, showing you his open, red, puffy hole winking at you hungrily. You saw how he took your cock back inside him, your head disappearing first, before the rest slowly started to sink deeper inside him.
"Nghhh... aaaahh..." It didn't take him long for him to go back riding your cock fast, really fast, ass jiggling, and your eyes were hypnotized by the movement. So lewd. Couldn't help but squeeze them in your hands, winning a yelp from the older man riding your cock like a mad man. "Not 'nough... nnhh! Not enough..." Poor, pathetic, hungry thing, he needs more.
You moved your hips now, meeting his bounces halfway. Steve choked a moan before going harder on your hips, a moan coming out everytime you hit deep inside him.
But you had to agree with Steve, this wasn't enough. You spanked his ass, the soft cheek jiggling with the impact, the blond man crying at the burning, pleasurable pain. "Get up, get on four on the bed, now." Like a good pet, he got off of you, whining because his ass felt uncomfortably empty with the shape of your dick without your cock to fill it. You moved behind him, pulled his cheeks apart and spat on his greedy hole. "What a nice view." Steve whimpered at your words. You didn't care though, shoving your cock all the way in in one harsh pound.
"Hhhaahnn! Deep-! Soooo deep!!" Steve had to grip the bedsheets tightly, almost ripping the thin material.
You grabbed his hips and started pounding inside of him, slow, but precise and so deep for him to never forget how your cock feels. "Needy man, you're so needy, so hungry for fat cock!"
"Yes! Yes! So hungry! Love cock!" he gasped, voice pitched a little high with each moan that left his obscene mouth. "Love cock so much...! So, so much! My stepson... hunngh! Ungh! M-my stepson... has the biggest cock... I've ever had..."
It was hard for you to breathe properly, it felt too good, you could feel yourself on the edge of bursting. Each clap of skin got louder as his butt jiggled, catching your eyes, making you drool for them.
The sexy and sinful atmosphere was seen interrupted, as a phone started to ring, announcing an upcoming call. It was Steve's phone on the nightstand, you grabbed it, checked the name and a grin grew on your lips; Carol, your mom. You tossed the phone to Steve. "Answer the call," you order.
Steve looks back at you over his shoulder, worry invading his eyes, but the glare you gave him let him know he had no choice. With trembling hands, mainly because you continued to fuck his ass, he answered the call and brought it to his ear. "B-babe... hnn.. yes hun? N-need something?" Your smile widens, he sounds on the verge of crying.
"Hey love, how are you spending your time with Y/n? Hope he's not giving you a hard time..." You were definitely giving him something else hard, very hard, thought Steve as he felt another pound hit him deep to the point he had to bite his lip.
"N-no... no baby... ah-! We... we're having fun together... we mi-hnnn! miss you..." Steve prayed she wouldn't suspect him, nor that she would hear the loud clap of your hips slamming against his round ass. His mouth opened wide in a silent scream as you hit his prostate. "Oh fuck...!"
"Babe? What was that? Are you okay?" Shit! Shit, shit, shit.
"I-it's nothing, love... just... working out... with heavy weights." Heavy balls he should say.
Silence comes for a moment, before Carol speaks again. "Okay baby, don't overwork yourself, okay? Tell Y/n I'll be back in a week or so, things don't seem to be that terrible over here." Only one week? Aw, he wished he could spend more time alone with you.
"Okay love... w-will do-ugh! Haa... will do..." After that, he hangs up and toss the phone elsewhere in the room. "You brat... so mean to me... hnnn... fuck me harder! I need it harder!"
You just smirk and give him another spank, he cries, he loves it, he loves how rough you are to him. "Good job, stepdad!" You mock before pounding him faster, deeper, harder.
"Ahn! Ahn! Ah! Aaah! Ah fuuuck! Fuuuuuuckk!!" He moaned louder, more needy, the neighborhood might hear him if he continues to be a loud whore. "Yes! Yes! Just like that!" The bed shook under the weight of the two of you, fucking like wild animals in heat. As his cries grew louder, the bed creaked louder, and louder. "Oh god yes! Yes! There! Fuck me there!" And suddenly, the bed broke, making you trip and fall over him, sending your cock deeper on the spot where his prostate hit, making Steve cry out loud as he came undone all over the bed. "Aaaahhnn!!"
That was it, fuck. You pulled back in a hurry, cock slipping out of his wrecked hole with a lewd pop, and jerked off desperately until you came all over Steve's ass. "Shiiiit... haaaa..."
Once the high slowly cooled off, you laid on the bed by the side of Steve, both of you sweating profoundly, panting heavily.
"Shit..." you cursed. "I fucked my stepdad so hard the bed broke."
Steve gave a weak laugh, looking at you with tired, satisfied eyes. "Yes... yes you did..." After some minutes, he got closer to you and stared at your eyes. "Why were you so distant to me?"
"Huh...? Oh...." Your cheeks grew red, ashamed due to the reason. "I... I like you, okay? And- and it was wrong of me to do so, because, well, you and mom are together... but I was so jealous. I'm so sorry, Steve."
The blue eyed man chuckled and kissed your cheek softly. "I also liked you for a while." You turn to look at him in the eye, and Steve lean down to kiss you on the lips, tongues tangling together, sharing so many emotions that were hidden for a while. Then the two of you pulled back, and Steve nuzzled close to you, head resting on your shoulder while his arms wrapped your waist, your arms went to do the same, and you kissed the top of his head.
Finally... things came out to the light.
Three days have since then passed, and things in the house have changed. You two had sex almost all the time, having a hard time keeping your dicks inside your pants. You would blame Steve though, he always loves to tease you and tempt you into fucking him. Just like right now; Steve was in the kitchen, making dinner for the two of you, naked, completely naked. He hummed a song to himself, sometimes swaying his hips, and your eyes were on his round butt from the otherside of the kitchen.
You bite your lip and stand up from your stool, you walk behind him and reach to turn off the stove.
"What? Y/n what are you-?" You don't let him finish his question as you push him on the other counter and bend him over it. "Y/n!" You kneel down behind him, face to face with his perfect buttcheeks. You pull them apart with your hands and spit on his puffy hole before diving in, mouth all over his entrance, licking it, sucking on it, pushing your tongue inside to reach as deep as you can. Steve's ass clenches around your tongue, his eyes crossing, his hips pushing against your face. "Oooh... oh fuck..."
"Hmmm... slurp... unhmm..." You eat him like never before, he tastes so good, his buttcheeks feel so nice around your face. Steve wiggles his ass on you, enjoying the feeling of your mouth on his ass.
"Hmm.. that's it love, eat my ass..." His hand goes to pull one cheek apart, making it easier for you to go deeper inside him.
You motorboat his ass, giving long licks with your tongue, stretching his hole open with your fingers to expose his pink insides and shoving your tongue back inside. "Hmmm... haaa... I love your ass, Steve..." you say, kissing his soft, plump cheeks and giving them some sucks before squeezing them and standing up. You pull out your cock from your pants, hard and ready to fuck your stepfather hard again.
Now that his hole is ready, your spit working as a lube, and Steve is already whining, begging for your cock, you line yourself with his entrance and slowly sink inside.
"Ooooh... oh yes, mhmm, I'll never get enough of this ass," you say as you spank his ass, causing him to yelp.
"Fuck... so big..."
You're obsessed with his moans and whines about how big your cock is, it just pushes you to ruin him for real. You pull out until your head is the only thing inside, and slam your hips against his ass.
"Ahn! Y/n... haaa..." And again. "Uhngh! Unnh.." And again. "Shit! Y/n... don't be meaaan..." So whiny.
You move your hips faster now, setting up a steady pace, skin slapping together, the sound still as lewd as ever, yet you love it. You want to fuck him even harder, making him even louder. "Yes... oh yes... what a nice ass!" You spank him again.
"Hughh...Yesss..." Based from experience, you already knew where to hit his prostate. You made sure to hit the right angle, and a sob came from him, maybe you hit it a little too soon. "Unh... haa... baby..." That petname just made your cock throb.
"Yes?" You pounded inside him, he gasped.
"Harder... harder please," he whined, pushing his ass further on you. You don't waste another second, before pounding him faster, abusing and torturing his prostate. He moans loudly, without any control. "Fuck! Yes! Yes! Harder! Harder! Hnnnnghh... m-my stepsons big cock... fat cock... is hitting my prostate, ungh! So gooood, so fucking goood!"
He clenched around you tightly, and you were incredibly sensitive today, feeling your orgasm coming fast.
"I'm so sorry, fu- hmm!' You forced yourself to pull out, ignoring Steve's whining about how empty he feels. "Get on your knees, this is not done yet."
Steve does as he's told and kneels down facing you, you jerk off close to his face, and he opens his mouth. It doesn't take long for you to cum all over him, cum going inside his mouth and on his face. You pant, still hard, Steve swallows the thick cum and reaches a hand to clean the mess on his face, but you stop him.
"Not yet dear, now suck." The blond man smirks and goes down to suck your still hard cock, moaning at the taste hitting his tongue directly. You grab his head and start using his mouth like a cheap fleshlight.
"Guuugh! Hugh! Uhgh! Ngh! Hmm! Hmmff! Glug-!" His eyes roll to the back of his head, your cock going so deep in his mouth, hitting the back of his throat. You pull out, strings of cum and spit connecting your cock and his mouth. Steve spits on your head before taking it back inside. You don't slow down, you're not gentle at all. Drool runs down his chin and falls down on his chest. Spit bubbles form with your fast thrusts, Steve having a hard time keeping up with your rough pacing. "Nghh! Hmmm! Uhhn!" You looked down at him, a smirk on your lips, enjoying how wrecked he was. He was working so hard to please you, but your cock slipped out of his lips sometimes, hitting his face, smothering him in more fluids, making his face even more ruined.
You were close again, shit, you wish this could last a little longer. "Fuck.. here comes another big one." You pulled back, a long slurrrp could be heard as Steve tried to give it one last suck before you pulled your cock completely back. "Shit... shit, this is so good..." Once again, your jerked off, eyes rolling to the back of your head, and another spurt of thick, hot, white cum showered Steve's face, leaving him gasping and dazed.
Panting, you enjoyed the wrecked view of the older man on his knees for you, marked by you, covered in your cum. You took your phone that was on the kitchen counter, and opened the camera app before taking a nice picture of Steve's wrecked face.
"Heh... look at this." You show him the picture, now settled as your phone wallpaper.
Steve lets out a weak laugh. "Just... just don't let your mom see that..."
"Don't worry hun," you calmly say as you scoop some of the cum on his face with two fingers before sucking them clean. "That will be our little secret."
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A little late, sorry for that, got distracted with Hopecore on instagram. :'') Also, sloppy blowjobs are yum... but how can you describe them?
Word count: 5.4k (almost 5.5k)
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Again, this is my last answer exceeding 5.1k words, as that number is reserved for paid commissions. This one is an exception because I did say I'd go further from 5k words to the requester before I mentioned paid commissions.
i need to fuck steve rogers so badly it's not even funny. i'm sorry that man is such a fucking bottom I CAN'T I NEED TO SEE HIM CRYING AND BEGGING FOR ME you can't tell me that man isn't the whiniest, neediest man ever as soon as you have smth in his ass.
I hate when I see the stucky writers/artists that will show bottom Steve when he’s preserum then once he’s got the serum they make him a top(strictly not even verse) Like??? Listen I don’t like top Steve but if that’s your preference then okay good for you but if you only make him a top when he’s big and make him a bottom when he’s small then I see some weird stereotyping kinda fetishizing
Plus Bucky imo is a top but of course yes there’s people that see him as a bottom and that’s what we call preferences BUT ITS THOSE SAME PEOPLE that make Bucky a pathetic bottom who has no control and stuff after being the winter soldier and it gives me the ick
The Male Reader is living alone and when he hears his mother (Natasha Romanoff) has a new boyfriend he decides to spend the weekend at her place to meet him. He gets there and hears them talking in the kitchen so he listens and discovers Steve is bisexual and used to do gay porn, he decides to enter and is shocked by how hot he is, later he's alone in his old room when he decides to look up some of his porn and is shocked to see he was a bottom so he watches a video he did with some guy named Thor and Thor really pounds him hard as he's watching shocked he starts jerking off and Steve walks in and is shocked so he sneaks up and whispers that it was his favorite video causing the reader to jump then Steve see's his cock and is shocked by the size so he drops to his knees and asks if he can suck and the male reader obviously says yes so Steve starts sucking his cock when suddenly they hear footsteps and Natasha calls so Steve gets under the desk and the male reader turns off the porn Steve keeps sucking his cock under the desk as Natasha walks in and asks where Steve is so the reader lies and says he went for a walk as she walks away steve gags and Natasha walks back asking what it was and the Reader says he coughed and she closes the door and walks off and the Reader tells Steve to get out from under the desk and strip so Steve does and so does the male reader and steve bends over the bed but the reader says not yet so Steve gets on his knees and opens his mouth but when the reader says not that so Steve is confused until the reader says he wants to fuck Steve's pecs so Steve squeezes his pecs together and the male reader shoves his cock between them and starts pec fucking him while Steve stares up at him and tells him his cock in beautiful after that (awhile of pec fucking) Steve gets on all fours on the bed and the male reader fucks him from behind and then after awhile of that the male reader laid down and Steve starts riding him when suddenly Natasha walks in and gets angry before storming out but they continue until the male reader cums and Steve gets on his knees and the male reader cums all over his face. Steve and Natasha break up and Steve moves in with the male reader when he gets to his house he asks to be pec fucked again so the reader does until he cums between his pecs. No feminization please that always puts me off and submissive bottom Steve Rogers and Dom Top Male Reader.
I'm patient and it's perfectly ok if you have to post it after my birthday just please let me know if that happens.
Meow. Tried to put three pictures, but Tumblr said "Oooh, I see you've put two hands holding each other, Ouuhh that's too hot, too... too... mature." And I don't want that.
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Warning. 18+. Mature content. Sub Bottom character. Sub Bottom Steve Rogers. Dom Top Male Reader. Mom's boyfriend x Mom's son. Age gap.
Bottom Steve Rogers x Top Male Reader
A few weeks ago you received a call from your mom telling you that she met a guy online through Tinder, and that she found him cute and that they started chatting together about stuff and things. You didn't mind, you were glad for her that she was exploring new options after the tremendous divorce she had with your father years ago.
A few days ago you received another call from your mom. She wanted to share with you the news that the guy she was talking to for a few weeks had started dating. The guy's name was Steve, and she wouldn't stop telling you how Steve was so charming with a beautiful smile, such a gentleman with a sexy body. Again, you didn't care, even though you would have preferred not knowing that many details from him. You were happy for her, she was happy with a man that was probably treating her the way she deserves.
And today you received another call from her, this time, inviting you over to her house, as she wanted you to meet Steve in person at dinner and she possibly wanted you to stay the weekend for you to bond for a time with him. It was a good idea, you'd put that man to test by yourself, see if he was really worthy of your mother's love.
So now you were on your way to her house, the streets were surprisingly empty by now in the city, perfect for you. In no time you were already parking at the front of her house, feeling a little nervous to meet this new guy, but you had to change that. Needed to be seen as someone confident, ready to throw hands if Steve ever dared to hurt your mother.
Standing face to face with the door, you rang the doorbell and waited patiently for someone to open.
"It's open!" you heard your mom shout, probably from the kitchen. You opened the door, and wasn't surprised to see no one at the other side of it. As you were removing your shoes and jacket, you could hear a piece of conversation your mother was having with someone.
"Do you think he'll be okay with me? You know, as a bisexual man who used to make gay porn content, the reputation tends to ruin the way people perceive me." Used to do gay porn? What?
Wait, you frowned, that was a male voice, Steve. You slowly approached the kitchen, not saying a single word. Once you were at the open entrance, there you found a tall, slightly broad, athletic blond man, very handsome indeed, surprisingly handsome. The man turned around when he felt your presence, he smiled and made finger guns at you, "You must be Y/n, right?"
Trying to be funny, huh? Your mother then appeared behind the tall guy and exclaimed excitedly, "Sweetie! I'm so glad you were able to come, was afraid it was too last minute for you." She walked towards you and gave you a warm heart before looking back at blondie right behind her. "Y/n, this is Steve, the one we've been talking about, love, this is my son, Y/n."
Steve nodded with a soft smile and went to shake your hand. "I'm glad we're finally meeting," he says.
You're still hesitant about him, but you grab his hand and give it a firm shake. "Yeah, it's nice. Steve what?"
"Rogers, Steve Rogers," he answered, a little bit taken aback by such formalities. You just nodded before releasing his hand.
Your mother then came back to the conversation. "Your room still has some of your clothes, and I already prepared your bed for you to stay the weekend. Gosh, I'm so excited!"
And she did sound very excited. "Yeah, that's cool, I'm going to my room then, gotta check something first." You ignored the concerned look in her eyes, while the confused one of Steve. What you heard him say in the kitchen echoed in your mind. A gay porn star? Your mom is dating a gay porn star? What kind of man was she looking for in that dating app? Gosh!
As to be expected, your room hasn't changed that much since you moved to your own apartment, aside from the covers on your bed, ofcourse. In the drawer of your nightstand, you found what you were looking for; your laptop. Sitting at the desk of your room, you turned your laptop on and quickly went to the first porn website that came to your mind before clicking on the search bar and typed the name Steve Rogers on it. You were a little surprised to find so many videos with him on the thumbnail. Your cheeks slightly turned red, why were you feeling ashamed of doing this all of the sudden? But curiosity was stronger than your shame, so you clicked on one of the videos, and the moaning and gasps of two people going full at it started to come out from your laptop. A guy named Thor kept Steve in doggy style as he kept pounding hard on your mother's new boyfriend.
"Harder! Harder! Ahn! Ahhh!"
Steve's moans were loud, his facial expressions lewd, but it was obvious he enjoyed being stuffed with cock to the brim, he loved being treated roughly just like Thor was treating him. Face red, sweaty, mouth open letting out the most obscene moans to ever be heard. Your eyes were glued on the screen, hypnotized by how his hips kept grinding against Thor's, begging for more. Your pants started to feel tighter than usual, your cock was waking up, growing slowly harder inside the fabric. Making sure no one was close to hear you, you opened the zipper of your pants and pulled your hardening cock out before starting to jerk off slowly. How embarrassing, you were jerking off at the sight of your mom's boyfriend getting pounded by a man.
You were so lost on this discovery, that you didn't hear that same naughty man enter your room in silence.
Steve wanted to get closer to his girlfriend's son, already worried with how you acted distant with him back in the kitchen, he went to look for you and maybe have a nice conversation to break the ice. The door to your room was already slightly open, and when Steve approached it, he was able to hear the moaning coming from inside, one that he recognized quite quickly.
He peaked inside the room and found you glued on your laptop, with an arm moving in an odd way at your lower section. The corner of his lips curled into a knowing smirk, making sure to not make a single sound that might interrupt your important session. He got closer to you from behind, hearing your soft grunts and the porn video that was playing on your laptop. It did make his cock interested in the situation, the shaft throbbing a bit under the fabric of his pants. The blond man leaned closer to you and whispered in your ear, "That's one of my favorite videos I ever recorded, you know?" He almost laughed when you jumped on your seat and turned to glare at him, afraid, embarrassed, blushing all red from being caught.
"I- I, uh... I- I can explain," you stuttered, panicking inside.
"Explain what?" Steve glared at your obvious erection, standing angry from lack of attention. Fuck, it was big, with the good amount of thickness to make him fall into temptation. "Things seem to be pretty clear to me, wouldn't you say the same?" Again, you were trying to find the words to say, but Steve wasn't interested to hear any of that. "You seem to be needing some help down there." He turned you around to face him and dropped on his knees between your legs. Your eyes widened, and your heart started to beat even faster. "May I give you a helping hand...?"
You were still trying to process everything, but the sight of a gorgeous man kneeling between your legs with hunger in his eyes, asking you to play with your cock, had such a strong effect on you. How could you say no? "Ehem... please, do so." Sorry mom.
Steve went right to work, his hand wrapped around the base of your cock and gave firm pumps. You sighed, it felt good, just with his hands, you could already tell he was indeed a "professional". His blue eyes were focused on your throbbing dick, feeling its warmth on the palm of his hands. Couldn't resist anymore, and went to wrap his lips around the head of your cock. You shuddered, it felt so warm, and Steve wasn't giving you a single second to prepare yourself for what was about to come. He started to take more of your cock, and in one go, all of your shaft was inside his mouth.
"Aaah! Fu-nghh..." You bit the back of your hand to avoid being too loud, not wanting to call the attention of your mother.
Gosh. Gosh. You could feel his tongue swirling around your length, putting pressure on the veins and under your slit. Steve remained there for a few minutes, nose buried deep in your pubes, with all of your cock inside his hot mouth, before slowly pulling back, leaving some strings of saliva connected with your throbbing cock. "Haa... can't lie, I missed having a good cock for dinner."
You were still shocked. "You're... You're awfully good at this."
Steve chuckled and grinned at you. "Five years in the industry, I've learnt a bunch of tricks."
"Shit... like, what kind of tricks?" You hated how weak and pathetic you sounded right now, but you really wanted to know.
The sound of steps interrupted the moment your mother was going upstairs. "Steve? Y/n? Are you two going along well?"
"Damn, it's Nat!" Steve whispered.
"Quickly, under the desk!" you hurried him to which he immediately did, he went under your desk and you turned back around to your desk, making sure to still leave him some room down there. You quickly closed the tab of the porn site and waited for your mom to appear at your door.
Natasha came to the entrance of your bedroom, and looked around for a bit before asking, "And Steve?"
Right before you could answer, you had to bite your lower lip to muffle a moan when you felt that hot mouth again around your cock. You gave a quick glare at Steve who went back to sucking your cock under the desk. Clearly, by the look in his eyes, he wasn't able to resist much longer.
"I- uh... Steve? I don't know where he could possibly be," you said, trying to keep a monotone voice, but gosh, it was hard when that skilled tongue hit all the right spots.
Natasha frowned, clearly confused. "He told me he would come to your room to have a nice conversation with you." And he did, just that the conversation was three sentences long before it turned into something more... practical.
"M-maybe..ah... maybe he went for a walk, he was probably nervous to talk with me." You almost moaned out loud when you felt a hard suck on your cock, you glared down and saw how Steve was glaring at you, challenging you to say more absurd stuff.
"Really? Humm, I never thought meeting you would make him that nervous... alright, well, I suppose he'll come back soon, I'll go prepare dinner then." With that said, she left and left your door slightly closed, perfect.
You brought your attention back on Steve, who was now licking and kissing the side of your shaft.
"Gosh..." you mumbled, loving the sight and the feeling of his tongue on the side of your cock. His blue eyes kept eye-contact with you, with a low smirk, he kissed lower and lower, from the tip towards the base, and finally, your balls. To one of them, he gave a harsh suck, while the other was squeezed with his hand. "Aah! FU-!" You brought your hand immediately to your mouth, shit, was that too loud?
Your question was answered when the door of your bedroom opened and your mother peaked inside your room. "What was that? Are you okay hun?" You just nodded, gritting your teeth.
"Y-yes... I was... just watching a horror movie... and coughed, didn't swallow correctly,"
"Okay...? Be more careful, yeah?" Once again, she left, this time closing the door of your room.
You sighed, relieved, and stared down at the man devouring your cock like a meal. "Have you lost your mind?" you asked in a mumble.
Steve didn't answer, to busy worshipping your cock, licking the sides and sucking at the base and the head.
Despite feeling good from lazy blowjobs, you knew this wouldn't be enough for you to reach an orgasm. You still feel slightly embarrassed, but you're also incredibly aroused. "Can you...- Please, stand up and strip."
He grinned and got out from under your desk, walking towards your bed before slowly stripping every piece of clothing he had on himself. Your eyes followed each of his movements, your cock throbbed with how more of his pale skin became exposed to your hungry gaze. Now standing fully naked before you, you couldn't help but notice how perfect his bubble butt was, or how large his cock was as well. So much better than in the video.
Steve grinned at how your eyes were glued on him. "See something you like?" He got on your bed, standing on four, ass up ready to have you.
You stood up from your chair and walked towards your bed, but did not strip like him. "No, we're not doing that yet."
The blond man raised an eyebrow, confused, usually men would go crazy just to fuck him hard and fast. An idea came to his mind, you probably wanted something else, so he quickly got back on the floor on his knees and opened his mouth.
But you shook your head. "Not that either."
"Huh...?" What did you want from him then?
Your cheeks turned pink and you scratched the back of your neck nervously. "I, uh... I'd like to fuck your pecs, if that's okay with you."
A little taken aback, Steve processed the words slowly, before letting out a low chuckle. "Didn't think you'd be the type to be into a man's chest."
You approached him, hand on your cock before pushing it between Steve's pecs. "Don't be so surprised when you're built like a literal porn star." Steve hummed, feeling your hot dick against his chest. With both of his hands he pushed his soft pecs together, trying to make it tight enough for you and your pleasure. You loved what you were seeing, a needy man on his knees, pushing his pecs together for you and you only.
With your hands on his shoulder, you started to move your hips, dragging your shaft between the soft mounds. It felt good, not fantastic, but good. It felt warm... a little tight... Without realizing, soft grunts were slipping from your lips. Steve's eyes were on your cock, hypnotized by the pink head popping between his muscles, he loved it, he loved how it felt.
"Shit... haaa..." You're getting lost in the moment, your throbbing cock started leaking already, forming a bead of pre-cum at the very tip. It slid down your shaft and landed right on Steve's pecs. In a matter of seconds, the soft flesh turned slick with your pre-cum, working as a lube for your cock. Steve loved the sight, feeling tempted to lick the tip just to taste you.
His eyes went to look at you straight in your eyes, you could see his pupils dilated and the lust in them, so dirty. "You have such a beautiful cock, Y/n..." he said in such a slurry way, almost without breath. "Very beautiful..."
The blush in your cheeks was amusing to him, he wanted more, so he started to move his chest, meeting your thrusts at the perfect pace.
"Gosh... that feels better..." you groaned, closing your eyes, lost in the feeling.
Steve agreed with you, it did feel good. Looking back down on your cock thrusting between his pecs, he spat at your cock before licking the tip, stealing a moan out of you. His tongue swirled around, licking the pre-cum that kept leaking nonstop. "Hmm... fuck, beautiful and delicious," he mumbled before kissing the tip.
You couldn't say anything, you could only thrust faster between his pecs. "I love your chest... gosh, I love it!"
"Do I make you feel good with my chest?" he asked, leaning forward on your cock.
"Really- really good...!" You had to force yourself to move away from his perfect hot pecs, otherwise, you would have cum all over him, and you really wanted to cum somewhere else tonight. "Gosh, get on the bed," you ordered, desperation clear in your voice.
Steve didn't question you a bit, he just moved straight to the bed, face down on the mattress and ass up for you to see how eager his hole was. You opened his ass and indeed, a puffy, puckering and slick hole was waiting for you to push your cock as deep as it could. It looked exquisite, and your cock got even more excited.
You spat on it and with your fingers you stretched him open, using your saliva as lube.
"Ah... ah fuck," Steve cursed under his breath, it's been a while since he's been stretched by skillful fingers.
"Feeling good?" You scissored him slowly, taking your time, wanting to enjoy the tightness and warmth of his gummy walls.
"Mhm... so good."
You pushed your fingers deeper, and Steve groaned, clenching around your digits. Would it be possible to find Steve's prostate with your fingers? You curled them, exploring each spot.
Steve knew what you were trying to find, if you did find his prostate, kudos to you, he might give you another blowjob as an award.
"Any luck back there?" he teased.
"Shut it... sigh." You pulled back your fingers, you'll have another occasion to try and find his prostate with your fingers, right now, you two wanted nothing else but to fuck like wild animals.
With a deep sigh, you slowly started to sink inside him, Steve let out a low groan, relaxing his body so you could enter deeper inside him without major difficulty. You were trying not to cum so fast, but you never felt a better ass than this one in your whole life. Your hands grabbed Steve's hips, your fingers sinking in his flesh. Halfway there, and you could swear you were seeing stars. Steve was in a similar stage, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he felt you pushing deeper inside him, gosh, he didn't realize it would feel that big inside.
Buried balls deep, you regained some oxygen back in your lungs, you were panting heavily, it felt too good, too fucking damn good.
"How are you feeling, Steve?" you asked, breathing heavily, already feeling a layer of sweat on your skin.
"Hmmff... good, good, please, continue," he muffled against the nearest pillow he could grab on your bed.
You nodded, and slowly started to move your hips. Steve could feel every vein of your cock inside him, could feel how your cock rammed inside him, and with each thrust you gave, he could feel how deeper you were reaching.
In just a matter of seconds, the pace of your thrusts quickly started to increase, the soft clapping of skins invaded the room in no time and slick started to coat between both of your skins.
You brought him closer to you, causing him to yelp by surprise with how you dragged him so abruptly. "Your ass feels amazing..."
"Nghh...ahh..."
The bed rocked under your weights, little creaking sounds could be heard from time to time. You got on the bed behind Steve, moved on top of him, arms moving around his chest, and started to pound him harder and faster.
"Shit! Like that... like that.. yes..." Steve bit the pillow hard, not wanting to moan way too loud, but gosh, your cock was hitting all the right spots.
"I want... haaa... I want to fill you up... fully..." you whispered against his sweaty skin.
His hole sucked your cock back in every time you lifted your hips just to slam them back down against his. With each thrust, you could feel your orgasm slowly building inside your heavy balls full of cum, waiting for that special moment to come. Filling Steve full of your cum, gosh, that's the goal.
"Don't stop... don't stop... ah..." begged Steve.
But even if you felt amazing fucking him like a dog, you really wanted to see his blushing face and his amazing pecs. So you pulled back, ignoring Steve's uncomfortable whine from feeling so empty when he was feeling so great two seconds ago.
You laid down by his side on the bed, and looked at the blond man with a low grin. "Ride it if you want it."
Steve bit his lower lip, turned on with your orders. He quickly got on top of you and did not waste a second to impale himself on your hard cock. His expression of relief and pleasure was so worth it.
"Fuck yesss... now that's the spot." Hands on your chest for support, he started grinding his hips slowly. You just enjoyed the feeling, with one hand, you reached for Steve's cock and started to jerk it off slowly. "Ah...don't make me cum so fast..."
Wanting to take you deeper in, Steve gave small bounces on your cock, and accidentally but fortunately, found his sweet spot. "Ah shiiit! Shit!" He came all over his lower abdomen and yours, ropes of thick, hot cum making a mess on both of you. "Cumming... haaa..."
You chuckled. But the pleasurable moment didn't take long to end when you two heard steps approaching your door.
The door of your bedroom opened abruptly, revealing your mother. "Y/n?! Are you oka-" she couldn't finish her sentence as she gasped the moment she laid eyes on you. Neither of you three said a word, you didn't know what to say, it was like your soul just left your body, and Steve turned unusually paler. "What the fuck!?! Steve!! Y/n!!" You flinched at her shouting, this was turning ugly. "You-!! You-!!" She stomped her feet on the hard floor. "I want you out!! Out of my fucking house!! Now!!" With that said, she slammed your door close.
For a moment, neither you or Steve exchanged a word. What could even be possibly said?
"Agh!" Taken by surprise, you bit your lip to muffle a moan when you felt Steve start moving again.
"Can't do anything now... haaa... so... let's finish this, now more calm, haa..."
It was true, there was nothing you could possibly do now, so let's just continue with this pleasure. Your hands went on his hips and you helped him bounce faster.
"Yes! Yes Y/n ye-oh! Oh fuck..."
"I'm close Steve... I'm so close... fuck, I could cum inside you..."
"Cum inside me! Fill me up with your sperm, breed me fully..." That sounds so great, so fucking great. Your eyes closed, feeling the bliss that was coming alongside your awaited orgasm. "Ah... hmm.."
You moved Steve off of you swiftly, ignoring his confused reaction. Kneeling close to him, you jerked off over his face, and now understanding what you wanted, he opened his mouth to receive your load. You painted his handsome face with your cum, creating a wonderful mess, feeling fully satisfied now.
The next day, you were kicked out, no surprises.
You invited Steve to stay at your apartment, you couldn't deny it, after what happened last night, you kind of caught feelings for the retired porn star.
You helped him with his boxes and luggage, and now, a little tired, you sat on the couch side by side with him.
"And... How was the break up with Nat?" you asked.
Steve groaned and shook his head. "Don't wanna talk about that..." Silence came over for a second, before he turned to look at you. "But I can think of something else we could be doing right now..."
You didn't understand what he meant by that, until you read the lust in his eyes.
"Steve...?"
He kneeled on the floor and moved between your legs, he slowly started to unbutton his shirt, revealing his toned chest for you. "I really liked how it felt having your cock fucking my pecs... I want to do that again, please."
No words were needed after that, you quickly pulled your cock out of your pants, gave it a few pumps to make it hard and pushed it against Steve's chest.
"I love your chest, always remember that," you said as you started to move your hips.
"I know... I love your cock, perfect match." You couldn't help but chuckle at his comment.
He pushed his chest further together and spat on your cock to make things slicker, enhancing the experience for the two of you. Grunts and pants became more frequent as the pacing increased.
Steve's eyes were glued on you as he gave some few licks at the tip of your cock. "Gonna cum soon?" he asked teasingly as he gave your tip a soft kiss.
"Haa... haa.. ye-yes..." How could fucking two pecs feel this good?
The grip on his shoulders that you had tightened, despite having rested the rest of the night, you were still sensitive from the orgasm of yesterday.
"I'm close... I'm close! Fu-Fuuuck!" You groaned, trying to stifle a moan as you came undone all over his chest. Steve felt delighted. With the tip of his fingers, he scooped some of your cum from his chest and sucked them clean. You collapsed on the couch, now truly exhausted after just one quickie.
Steve cleaned your cock with hs tongue, swallowing the rest of the cum that kept coming.
"Hmm... say... would you be interested on recording some videos of you fucking me stupid?"
"What?"
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So, what's my punishment for not making the pecjob longer? I didn't know what to write, my imagination was awfully limited to... plants. :''')
And let's ignore the habs game tonight, it really hurts.
