Coming to Terms
by Xavier L

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

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My 15-year-old stepson Cory and I have never been exactly close.  Things deteriorated when his mother ran away with some other guy a year ago.  We were a mixed couple.  I’m black, she’s white.  You get the picture.  Cory has made it very difficult for me to have another woman around because of his attitude and the way he talks to me.  I have been slowly losing my patience with his stupid shit.

Tonight it came to a head.  He was three hours late on curfew.  I was sitting in the living room dressed in my robe waiting and waiting.  When he finally came in, he looked at me and said “Don’t even fucking say it.  I don’t give a shit.”

“You NEED to give a shit young man!” I said, getting up and following him to his room.

“Quit following me you stupid nigger,” he said and slammed the door.

I stood outside fuming and decided I had had enough.  I burst through the door.  He had already stripped out of his shirt and was taking his pants off.  I shoved him onto his bed.  He bounced up and took a swing at me.  Don’t fuck with a former Marine!  I grabbed his hand, put him in a joint lock and dropped him onto his bed.  I straddled his back side with his arm behind him while he cussed a blue streak.

I shoved his head down muffling his profanity.  “Don’t you EVER call me ‘nigger’ again you fuckin’ little punk.”

He tried to lift up and so I placed my weight against him to hold him down.  “Get off me you pervert!”

All the rubbing against him had . . . well, caught the attention of the General, and my cock was swollen.

“Goddamn nigger!”

That was it.  “Fine, asshole.  You want to talk shit, call me names.  Then go for it.  I’ve fed and clothed you when everyone else turned away from you.  I owe you NOTHING.  Because of you I can’t get any pussy.  So guess what, you’re gonna give me what I need.”

I held him down as I undid the belt on my robe.  I reached over and squirted some of his lotion into my palm.  I turned on my side enough to lube my cock with the lotion.  I did a second application just to be safe.

“What the fuck are you doing?” he yelled, squirming trying to get sight of what was going on.

“Like I told you, Cory.  For once you’re going to give me something I want.”  Holding him firmly, I reached down and yanked his boxers down.  He resisted, naturally, but I got them down far enough.

“What the fuck are you doing?!”

Without answering him I guided my dick into his crack.  Now he was really squirming and trying to get away from me.  I slid his bent arm upward causing enough pain that he stopped.  “Here’s the deal, fuck wad.  I’m putting all of my 9 inches in your ass.  Now, you can either relax and make it easier, or you can resist and turn me on even more.  Either way, my cock is getting buried in your hole.”

“No!  No please! I’ll do what you want.  I’m sorry!”

“You’re right, Cory.  You WILL do what I want.”  I pushed my dick so that it penetrated his tight hole.  “I’ve done what I can to be a good parent for you.  You treat me like shit and take advantage of me.  So now it’s my turn, stupid white boy.”  And I fed him more of my cock.

He yelled and swore as my cock violated his ass.  “Please! Stop!”

I pushed more of my rod into him, and I watched him fight the pain.  “I told you.  You can relax, or I can shove it in.  Either way you’re taking it all.”

“Fuckin’ sick nigger!”

This time I actually smiled.  Then I pushed my dick in deeper.

He let out a tortured sound as my hard meat entered him more.

I grabbed his hair and said, through gritted teeth, “Relax, Cory!  Or it’s gonna hurt a lot more than it needs to.”

“Fuck you!”

I shoved more in.  “No, fuck YOU!” I said calmly.  Then I started slowly humping his ass.  Damn it felt so good!  He was so goddamn tight.  Better than any virgin pussy I have ever had.  I pushed more in as his hole relaxed.
With over my dick in his ass, I decided it was safe to let go of his arm.  “I’m letting you go.  You try and swing at me again, and not only will I shove the rest of my cock in your ass, but I’ll dislocate your damn arm.”  I pushed more of my rod in before releasing his arm.

He moved his arm to his pillow.  I saw him grab his pillow and bring it to his face and then bite it as he gripped it firmly with both hands.  I pulled off my robe and tossed it aside.  I had most of my cock in him by now, so I continued humping him slowly.  Working his ass like this forced it to release its grip a bit, and the rest of my dick slid in.

With my meat buried inside his ass, I moved my hips in a circular motion thinking it might help his hole adjust to my cock more.  Then I continued fucking his ass slowly and with small strokes.  “See how much easier it is to cooperate, Cory?  We could’ve been good friends at least, but you wouldn’t let that happen.”  I started increasing how much of my dick I withdrew and then shoved forward.  “I didn’t chase your mama away.”

He was silent.  I continued fucking him.  I became aware of his toned body and the heat that made sweat form between our bodies.  I ran my hands up his back and gripped his shoulders as I started picking up the pace.  I noticed my head was near his.  My anger had become replaced by lust, and I . . . well, I kissed his cheek.  And then I kissed his forehead.  After more silence I finally said “I really do love you, Cory.  I’ve always thought of you like my son.  If you would just let me. . . “

I could feel my orgasm building, and my body responded by increasing the speed I fucked him with.  I slid my hands down his sides and then braced myself against the mattress with my hands as I began pounding his ass harder.  I noticed tears down his cheek and started to feel guilty.  Of course, I didn’t stop.  It was way too late for that.  The pressure in my cock drove me on.  There was no changing that.

The tension was building rapidly, and I found myself lightly biting his shoulder as I drove my cock repeatedly into his tight hole.  I looked at his face, and it . . . it almost looked like he was enjoying this.  That gave me some relief but also pushed me faster.  I went even faster as I grew closer to climax and then plunged my dick all the way in, squeezed my ass cheeks to push it in further, and felt my cock explode.  

My dick kept unloading.  I thought it would never end!  Every so often his ass muscles would clamp around my cock, and my dick would spasm again.  As my orgasm waned, I started to feel the guilt.  “I’m going to pull out now.  Tell you what.  You chill out when I get off you, and I’ll blow you.”

“Seriously?”

Okay, I wasn’t expecting that.  “Umm, yeah.  It’s the least I can do.”

He shifted beneath me.  “Will you swallow?”

Disgusting!  But I did kind of feel like I owed it to him.  “Promise to never call me the N word again, and I’ll swallow.”
“Done!”

I pulled out of him and quickly got to my feet expecting him to try and get revenge.  Instead he flipped onto his back.  I looked down at his hard dick, surrounded by black pubes.  I took hold of his boxers and pulled them off his athletic body.  He spread his legs and watched me earnestly as I moved between his legs.  I was still on guard as I lowered my mouth onto his young, hard flesh.

He moaned in response and started moving his hips as I moved my mouth up and down the shaft.  I’m going to guess he was about 7 inches but was about as thick as I mine.  He moaned as I took more of his meat into my throat.  Then I felt his hands on my head as he started pumping his hips.  All of a sudden I stopped thinking about the fact I had someone’s dick in my mouth.  I was . . . just turned on.

“That feels so good. . . Dad.”

Dad?  He hadn’t called me that since his mom left!  I released his cock and began sucking on his hairy sac.  His legs spread wider and he moaned louder.  I returned to his dick and even deep throated him.  I gagged a bit, but he moaned so loud it was worth it.  His movements seemed more urgent, so I figured he was getting close.  I picked up the pace in response, and his hands were pushing my head down as his hips thrust up.  He was rapidly picking up speed, and his legs slightly quivered as he kept fucking my throat.

As he whimpered I kept deep throating him, and then suddenly his dick got thicker and then my mouth was filled with his sweet jizz.  I swallowed eagerly surprised by the flavor of his cum.  When the flow slowed down, I worked on his balls again and then sucked his dick dry of his sweet, sticky load.

My head swam as I sat up and looked at him.  I expected to see anger and hate, but instead he looked . . . well, peaceful and relaxed.  He even smiled at me.  I grabbed my robe off the floor and put it back on as I left his room.  I went to the bathroom, took a piss, and washed my dick off.  I then headed back into the living room after stopping in the kitchen and grabbing a beer.

A little while later, Cory walked in.  He had his boxers on but nothing else.  He came and sat by me.  I didn’t say anything.  We sat in silent tension for a while, and then suddenly he leaned against my arm.  I lifted my arm and put it around his shoulder.  “I’m sorry what I said to you earlier and. . . and that I’ve been a dick lately,” he said.

“I appreciate that.  And, well, I’m sorry about what happened in there.”

Again we sat in silence.  “I just really miss Mom and don’t understand.”

I squeezed his shoulder as I responded, “Cory, I don’t get it either.”

We sat like that until I finished my beer.  I decided to head to bed, so I said goodnight and went to my room.  I slipped off my robe and slid into bed.  I couldn’t sleep, though.  I kept reviewing in my mind what had happened.  And, unfortunately, how good it had felt.  I chalked it up to just needing to get off really bad and simply be able to be close to someone like that again.  It had been way too long.

My reflection was cut off as there was a gentle knock on my door.  The door opened slightly.  “Are you awake?”

“Yeah.  Come in.  Wassup?”

“Can I . . . can I stay with you tonight?”

What? I thought.  “You mean, like stay the night in my bed?”

“Yeah. . . if that would be okay.”

Man was he humbled!  Was that what the tears were about?  That I had told him it wasn’t his fault she left and that I still loved him?  “Sure, son.”  I threw that last part out mostly to see how he would respond.  

“Thanks!” he said, and I saw his silhouette move quickly to the bed.  He climbed over the mattress and got beneath the sheets.  It was cold, so I wasn’t completely surprised that he cuddled up close to me.  What did surprise me was when his arm went over my stomach and his side pressed against me.  I could feel his soft dick press against my hip.  Knowing he was naked caused my dick to stir.

We lay there quietly.  I ran my fingers through his hair lightly.  Soon I felt his hand slipping down my torso.  My dick started growing faster.  A couple of seconds later his hand was on my cock, stroking it.

“If . . . if I sucked your dick, would you suck mine again?” he asked.

“You. . . you want to suck my dick?”

“If you’ll suck mine, too.”

I don’t know why, but I didn’t know what to say.  He moved beside me, and I felt his mouth moving against my pelvis and then his lips were sliding up the shaft of my hard cock.  His tongue flicked against the tip of my cock, and then I felt his lips slide over my meat as it slowly sank into the moist heat of his mouth.  “It’s been so long,” I sighed.

“I know.  I’m sorry,” he said, and then he was working my dick again.

After sucking my dick for a while, he released it and began kissing up my torso until his lips were sucking on my nipples.  I abandoned all my resistance and restraint to the pure lust and my need to just, just be touched.  I placed my hands on his head and guided him up.  When our faces were near, I kissed him on the lips and then felt his tongue brush against mine as we began French kissing.

That undid me even more.  I grabbed him and rolled over so I was on top, and I kissed him passionately.  We ground our dicks together as we kissed.  I pulled away and threw back the sheets.  I moved down and devoured his cock greedily.  He adjusted so he could blow me as well.  We worked each other’s meat hungrily.  I loved feeling his eagerness and . . . is horniness a word?

I could deep throat him, but he wasn’t able to return the favor.  He tried really hard, but my dick was just too big.  While I blew him, I gripped his ass and massaged his cheeks.  Damn his ass felt so hot!  

As I grew closer, I grabbed onto him and rolled onto my back.  As soon as he was securely on top, he started humping my face.  I ran my hands over his ass and lower back.  He stretched his legs out somewhat and started humping faster, so I also ran my hands over the backs of his toned legs.  I discovered my hips were responding as well, and I was fucking his mouth.  He managed to swallow a surprising amount of my dick several times which drove me wild.

Suddenly he stopped sucking me, and I could feel his breath beating on my wet cock as his dick began twitching, unleashing his sweet load into my mouth.  When his orgasm slowed down, he continued sucking on my cock.  He moved off me, and I moved my hands to his head.  I accidentally forced his head down a little too far.  He didn’t seem to mind, though.  Neither did I.

He kept working my dick.  “Yeah, Cory.  That feels so damn good!  I’m close, buddy.  So close!” I began humping his mouth more eagerly as I said this.  He picked up speed in response to my urgency.  My breathing became more ragged and then I blew!  True to his word he swallowed.  Having had my huge gusher just a couple of hours or so ago, he didn’t have as much to deal with which probably helped.

After he drained me, we moved into a more comfortable position.  I started to feel the chill, so we pulled the blanket and sheets back over us and went back to cuddling.

“I really am sorry,” he said.

I squeezed him.  “I know.  Let’s just move forward from here.”

We lay holding each other and fell asleep.  When I awoke he was sleeping on his side.  I smiled and moved over to him.  I pressed my body into his backside and embraced him.

He stirred and said “Good morning.”

“Good morning!”  My dick twitched its own greeting.  I realized I had morning wood.

His hand moved to his butt and felt my dick.  He turned his head and looked at me as his fingers stroked me.  Without saying anything, he maneuvered himself and moved my cock into his crack.

“What . . . ?” I began, surprised.

“Just go slower this time so it doesn’t hurt as bad.”

My dick twitched again.  “You’re serious?”

“Yeah.  Go ahead.”

I rolled over and grabbed lube out of the nightstand.  He took it from me and squirted it on my cock and spread it with his hand.  He put the bottle by my pillow and then turned back onto his side.

I licked my lips as I gripped my cock and guided it to his hole.  Taking it slow was going to be easy!  I was so looking forward to fucking him good and slow this time.