Caught by Stepdad
by Xavier L

   This is a fictional story containing sex between a stepdad and a preteen boy.  If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or
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Mom married a black guy (we're white) named Jack a couple of years ago when I was 10. He's been pretty cool. He's pretty muscular, has dark skin, and he has long dreadlocks. He has some tattoos he got while in prison. That part has made me nervous sometimes.
I didn't notice it as much at first, but as I've spent more time around him I've found myself noticing his bulge in his shorts and stuff. Overhearing Mom tell him he has a big dick hasn't helped distract my attention either.
He walks around the house shirtless pretty much every day, and the more times I see him like this the hotter he becomes to me. I have to force myself to not stare at his abs or the way his muscles have a visible curve that goes down into his shorts.
A couple of times I was pretty sure he caught me staring at his groin. When I realized I was doing this, I quickly glanced up, saw him smile at me, and I practically ran from the room.
Things got worse after he invited me to go to the gym with him. After working out, we went to the shower. Except they weren't like the ones at home. There were all these shower heads sticking out from the wall, and you just stood there in front of other people! 
I was so scared and nervous, but it was also fun seeing so many naked guys. I got to check out Jack better, and let's say Mom wasn't kidding about his dick. When he was washing his face, I took the risk of staring at his meat. I turned around quickly when he looked at me, and I had to end my shower quickly because I was getting hard.
I was wearing shorts, and while he was driving us home he let his hand rest on my leg. When he started squeezing my leg as his hand moved higher, I did pop wood and had to keep my hands in my crotch to hide it. 
“How do your legs feel after your workout?” he asked.
I was having a hard time concentrating. “Ha? Oh, they feel OK. A little sore.”
After a few minutes, I got brave and decided to put a couple of my fingers on his hand. My heart was racing. When he didn't pull away, I went ahead and slid more of my hand onto his. I almost jumped when he turned his hand slightly and took hold of a few of my fingers. My dick twitched against my wrist.
I was almost dizzy. 
Then he shocked me further when he moved my hand over to his leg. He put my palm against his upper leg while his hand curled around mine. “Easier while I'm driving,” he said as if reading the confusion from my mind.
When we got in the house, he told me to go to my bed and he'd rub my legs for me. I lay down on my back and quickly flipped over because my dick was already getting hard again.
He came in and immediately shoved the legs of my shorts up closer to my butt. I felt his strong hands grab my leg so high up that his fingers brushed against the bottom of my butt cheek. As he worked my sore muscles, I melted and kept hoping for an “accidental” brush against my sac that never happened.
After massaging my legs for a bit, I felt his hands on my ass. My eyes popped open as he finger pressed around a couple of times on a cheek before finding a tender spot. I winced, and he put more pressure on the spot. It hurt like hell for a few seconds, and I forgot that my stepdad's hand was on my ass. When the pain decreased, I massaged the cheek before doing the same on the other side.
“OK, go ahead and turn over.”
My dick twitched against the mattress. “Umm, I'm good. This was helpful. Thanks.”
“Gotta do the other muscles for this to work.”
“That's all right but thanks.”
He leaned down until he was close to my ear. “It's OK if you're hard. It happens to all of us when we get a rubdown.”
The fact he knew I had an erection made me even more uncomfortable, but I went ahead and rolled over. As I moved, I tried to subtly readjust my tent so it would be more hidden.
He went to work on my upper thigh right away. On one hand I was almost mortified about him being able to see my hard-on pushing against my shorts, and on the other I was hoping he would rub it. Fuck, that thought made it twitch again.
When he finished, he said “That should be help,” and he walked out of my room and shut the door. My hard-on hurt so bad, I decided to get relief before getting up. I wondered when I shoot that white stuff I've seen in pornos.

A couple of days later, they surprised me at dinner by announcing he and I would be going on a road trip for spring break. Mom couldn't get off work, so it would just be us two.
The month long wait was almost brutal.
The first night in the hotel was rough. At home he usually hung out in shorts, but in our hotel he was always in his boxers. Until he showered. Then he hung out in the nude. “You don't mind if I stay naked I hope.”
I tried to act like it was absolutely no big deal. “No, that's cool.”
“And let's keep this part quiet. Your mom doesn't like the idea of you seeing me nude too much.”
“Why?” I asked.
I watched as he scratched the black bush of hair above his dick. “Not sure. Some people are just weird about that stuff. I think it's way more comfortable.” After a brief pause, he added: “Feel free to join me if you want.”
“On your bed?”
“Wherever you'd like, but I meant if you want to hang out nude like me, you're welcome. If you want.”
I was already keeping my legs crossed to hide my wood. Yeah, that wasn't happening.
After a couple of hours, though, I did get brave enough to join him on his bed. I had to drink so much water because my mouth kept getting dry. I loved seeing him naked and so badly wanted to take hold of his meat. When he put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer to him, I was ready to go down on him.
When it was almost bedtime, I did manage to calm down enough to strip down to my boxer briefs. After brushing our teeth, he grabbed me and threw me on his bed. We wrestled like we have often, although usually with a helluva lot more clothing. I so badly wanted to grab his cock and balls. At one point he pinned me face down. I could feel his naked body on top of me, and I desperately wanted to take this to the next level.
We cuddled for a while, and as usual I enjoyed rubbing his big chest muscles.
I was bummed when it was time to go to my own bed, and I had to rub one out in order to fall asleep.

It was sad to see him get dressed in the morning. When we got in the car, he put his arm around me. “I'm so looking forward to getting to spend more time with you,” he said and gave me a smile that made me melt. He leaned forward and kissed me on the forehead, and I wanted to grab him and shove my tongue past his lips.
“Me, too!” I replied lamely.
When we got to the next hotel, I was a bit surprised when we only had one bed. 
“It's a bit cheaper, and a bigger bed is more comfortable anyway. And you like to cuddle, right?”
I nodded my head absentmindedly as I set my stuff down. We decided to go for a swim. As we changed into our trunks, I almost turned the other way so he wouldn't see me naked, but then I remembered the gym shower. “Fuck it!” I thought.
When we got back to the room, and he was on the bed naked again, he suggested I don't bother getting changed yet since we weren't leaving for dinner for a bit. I considered it but decided I needed something to hide any potential embarrassing erections so changed into my shorts.
After dinner, we were back in the room, and his clothes went flying off again. I was so tempted to join him but still too nervous.
Sleeping next to him in the same bed was hard, though, especially since I knew he was butt naked. As I lay next to him, I could feel his warmth, and I wanted him. Slowly I built up enough nerve, and I slowly reached out until I could feel his dick. I touched it and quickly withdrew my hand. My heart was pounding in my chest.
I began slowly exploring it with my fingers. He was circumcised like me. As I slowly rubbed his meat, it began to grow. Naturally, this got my full attention. When it was standing up straight, I wrapped my fingers around it and slowly moved up and down his shaft.
I felt something wet at the tip, and it was sticky unlike urine so I decided to taste it. It had a little saltiness to it but not much flavor.
I got really brave and decided to feel his balls. They felt bigger than they had looked.
I returned to his stiffy, and as I slowly stroked him, I felt his hand rest on my head. His fingers stroked my cheek softly, and I cuddled against him more.
When his other hand took hold of the one I had on his hard-on, the shock hit me full force. In a panic, I released him and rolled away from him. I held my eyes closed hard hoping he was still asleep and would think I was as well.
But I felt movement. Soon he was up against me like we were spooning. “You can't get me hard like that and just leave me hanging, Ben.”
I could feel his rod pressed against my butt, and it twitched as his hand quickly slid down my torso to my groin.
He rubbed my tent. “Come on now. You got my dick hard, and it needs release.” When I didn't respond, I felt his hand taking hold of my underwear and shoving them down. “Suit yourself.”
He moved a bit behind me, and I thought he was going to move back to his side of the bed. Nope. I soon felt his hard-on sliding between my butt cheeks. While part of me wanted this, the other was scared and I started to move away. His firm hand grip on my hip stopped that.
“You made your choice, Ben.” I felt the tip against my hole, and he started pushing it in. “It's going in your ass.” His other hand went under my shoulder and wrapped around my chest as I felt him enter me.
“I know it's big, but we're going to spend a long time doing this tonight so you'll get used to it.”
As he slid more of his thick meat into me, my ass felt like it was on fire. “Jack!” I said a bit louder than I realized, and immediately his hand clamped over my mouth.
“We don't want to alert the neighbors now do we? Now relax that ass.” I really didn't know how to do that. I gently bit down on one of his fingers which didn't seem to faze him.
“I fucked guys in prison, but your ass is so much tighter, dude!”
Soon the pain was mixed with pleasure. When he started moving it back and forth a tiny bit, it almost felt like a broom was up my ass.
My hole relaxed some with this motion, and soon he was pushing more of his firmness into me. After a bit, I figured he was all the way. I reached back to find his hip and realized he still had more to go.
“You know you're my special boy now, right?”
I nodded my head just because I didn't know what else to do or say.
“Ever since I noticed you like checking out my bulge, I've wondered if my big black cock would find its way into your sweet white ass.”
I mumbled against his hand. He moved it away from my lips, and I said: “Really?”
He pushed more of his stiff meat inside me. “Oh fuck yes. Especially at the gym. You wanted my cock so badly. And when you bent over while drying off, I just wanted to grab you and take you then.”
I felt his hand push against my groin right above my now soft dick. Reflexively, I moved backward which meant I slid onto his hard-on more.
“And when I was massaging you, I just wanted to strip those shorts off you and do you.”
“Why didn't you?” I asked without thinking.
He started making bigger movements with his meat. “I was pretty sure you wanted me, but I wanted you to make the first move.”
“I feel like I need to poop.”
“That's because you got my cock in your ass.”
He pushed more inside me and started humping more. I moaned softly.
“So I thought of his road trip.”
Now that surprised me for some reason.
“I knew if I could get you alone, you'd have time with my cock.”
“What if I hadn't, though?”
Once again he moved deeper. “Tomorrow night you weren't getting it one way or another. I couldn't wait much longer.”
“What if I didn't want it?”
He chuckled. “Ben, you so obviously wanted it.”
He was making much bigger movements now. I took hold of the hand he had on my pubic area. He pushed my head toward him, and soon as I felt his lips on my mouth I let out of a muffled noise as more of his rod slid into me. His tongue met mine, and I clumsily copied his kissing.
“This is why your mom didn't want me being naked in front of you.”
“Because you'd put it in me?”
Again he chuckled. “No. She thinks you're gay and was worried it would turn you on too much.”
He rolled me onto my stomach. His strong hands ran up my arms. “Put your face into the pillow.” I could feel his hot body pressed against mine. His knees were on either side of my skinny legs. I felt fire erupt in my hole again, as his hardness went into me deeper. I kicked my legs a bit as his body moved closer to mine, and soon he was pressed against my butt. 
I realized I had a mouthful of pillow as he slowly rocked his body from side to side. 
“You're so fucking amazing,” he complimented me. “And looks like she was right, although I'm sure she didn't expect we'd ever be fucking.”
It was almost a bit hard to breathe with his thick meat in my hole, but as soon as he started moving again I didn't care. It felt so damn good to have his meat moving back and forth in my ass.
“You got a mighty fine ass, little boy,” he said as he started humping me harder. Soon he was using his forearms to support his weight while he did deeper thrusts.
He gradually picked up speed until I could hear a slapping noise and our bed was shaking. After doing that for a few moments, he pushed it all in again and slid his body upward so it went even deeper inside me. I was sweating. He kissed my upper back and my cheek before he licked some of my sweat off my face.
“So what do you think about my cock being in your ass?” he asked before kissing my cheek and sucking lightly on my neck. “That dick feel good, Ben? Your butt loving being filled?”
“Yes, it's good,” I grunted.
“Is it as good as you imagined?”
I had to think before answering. “Better,” I admitted.
He pulled it backward slowly for a while before sliding it back in which made me moan. He tongue kissed me as he did that again.
“So you're okay with having lots of sex with me during this road trip and when we get back home?”
“We're gonna do this at home, too?”
“You don't think my cock can go without your mouth and ass do you?”
“My mouth?”
“Oh yeah, baby. You'll be sucking my dick, too.” He lay against me, and I felt his hand slide under my body. He rubbed my small penis as he said, “I'm gonna need all of you, Ben. You're my special boy.”
Soon he put a pillow beneath my groin. After that he was pounding into me pretty hard. I kept my face in my pillow to hide the noises his thick dick was bringing out from my body. I could feel his dreadlocks bumping against me as he slammed into my butt.
“So what do you say, Ben? Do I get to fuck you whenever I want?” He pulled his cock back so far this time it popped out of my hole. He replaced the tip before ramming the rest of into me. He did this again (without falling out, though). “What do you say, baby?”
“Yes!” I blurted out after he rammed into me again. I couldn't believe how good this felt now.
He leaned against me. “That's my boy,” he said before tongue kissing me again. He held onto me and rolled us back onto our side. He held onto my chest tightly with one hand while his other played with my dick until I was hard again and stroked me while he fucked me.
After a bit of that, he had me get on my hands and knees. He called it doggy style. His fingers gripped my hips while he pounded my hole. Soon his hands slid up my bare back, grabbed onto my shoulders, and he began pumping me harder. I quickly learned it felt even better if when he was moving backward I slid forward. Then he would pull me back hard as his cock rammed into me. This made me moan more loudly.
Soon he was picking up speed. He was slamming into me so hard I was lying flat again. He supported his upper body's weight so he could plow my hole more easily. It wasn't long after this that I heard him yell “Fuck!” and stop moving. I could feel his meat twitching inside me while he froze, and I figured he was cumming.
He rolled us onto our side again, and he held me as we kissed with his dick still twitching inside my hole every few seconds. His fingers played with my nipples as we made out.
When he pulled out of me, he sat up. He grabbed the underwear that was still on my legs and yanked them off my body. I was on my back now, and his body covered mine as we tongue kissed some more.
After we had kissed for a while, he got off the bed and went into the bathroom. When he returned, we cuddled. It was even better cuddling naked. His dick was halfway hard, and I enjoyed playing with it.
Soon his hand was on my hand and pushing it downward. When my face was near his meat, I knew what he wanted. “But it was just in my butt!”
“I washed it, dude!” 
I licked the tip tentatively since I figured it would taste like piss or something, but it didn't. So I began sucking on the tip. As it began to stiffen, I started sucking him more earnestly. He rubbed my bare back. I really started enjoying having it in my mouth, so I got on my knees so I could suck him better. Soon his fingers were back on my dick. I was already hard this time, and I sucked him faster as he played with my cock.
A couple of minutes later he had me slow down, and it was fun being able to pay more attention to what I was feeling in my mouth. I noticed I could feel some of the veins on my tongue. Soon I was sucking on his balls, too, which he really liked.
Soon he had me sit on the edge of the bed while he stood up next to it. He firmly grabbed my head with his two large hands, and as I took him back into my mouth he guided my head back and forth. As he had me speed up, he started moving his hips back and forth like he was humping my mouth. I held onto his butt while he forced more of his meat into my throat.
It didn't take long before he was rock hard again. Shortly after this he had me stop sucking him. 
“But I like sucking on it.”
I watched him squirt something onto his dick and rub it up and down the shaft. “Tomorrow you'll suck me until I shoot down your throat. Right now it's time to make sure your hole gets used to my cock.” He guided me back onto my stomach. Soon he was on top of me, and I could feel him sliding his stiff meat into my tender hole again.
“Your ass and my cock are going to be such good friends,” he said as he fed my hole his stiff tool again. It was still a little uncomfortable but didn't burn like the first time. “That's right, baby. Take that whole fucking cock in your sweet, tight ass like a good boy. Your hole needs my cock, isn't that right, boy?”
“Oh yes, Jack! I need it so bad!”
My fingers clenched handfuls of the blanket as he pushed his thick meat into me much faster than before. Soon I took a mouthful of the blanket as well so I could stay quiet.
His face leaned down more toward mine. “Tomorrow we'll get a situation that gives us more privacy. I want to hear you moan and beg for my cock, Ben.”
He began making slow back-and-forth movements, and I replied softly: “I want your cock, Jack! Give it to me!”