Sorting Things Out
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing initially nonconsensual sex between a stepfather and his young teenaged 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 stepdad Frank is a big, bald (he shaves his head), black dude.  We haven’t gotten along since he and my mom married when I was 7.  Now I’m 13, and I still don’t really like him.  He has tried in the past, but I’m just not wanting another dad.  Not like the original was worth anything.

Mom has gone back to work and has an important job, so that means I get stuck being along with Frank quite a bit.  Sometimes I hide in my room, but other times I refuse to hide in my own home and just decide to get on his nerves.  Today was one of those days.

It began with me switching the channel repeatedly when he told me not to, then I would turn the volume up when he was talking to me so I could pretend I didn’t hear him.  I smiled at first when I saw him get up and walk back toward their room.  But then when he came storming back into the room, I got a bit nervous.  He grabbed me by the arm and yanked me to my feet.  “That’s it, boy.  We’re going to sort some shit out,” he said as he took hold of my neck and walked me outside.  He steered me to the garage where he works on his cars.  He held onto me as he shut the door, and I was pretty sure he locked it, too.

My heart was racing, and it got worse when he turned his stereo on pretty loud.  He shoved me against the convertible, blue Dodge he was current working on.  “Pull your pants down,” he said.

“What? No way! You can’t spank me!”

His other hand took a fistful of my hair and pulled it hard.  “I said, pull your fucking pants down NOW!”  He wasn’t wearing a shirt, so I can see his chest all big and puffed up. His eyes flashed dangerously, and so I undid my jeans with shaking hands and shoved them down until they fell.

“I’ll quit messing with you, Frank! I promise!”

He pressed up against me and leaned over me.  “Oh, it’s too late for that Jack.  Pull your boxers down, too.”

“Please, Frank!” I was almost in tears.

I felt his hand grab my underwear and yank them down.  I thought I heard a rip.  He lightly smacked me on the ass.  “You know your dad don’t do shit for you.  Up until your mama started working, you only had food because I bought it for you.”

“I know, Frank! I’m sorry! Really!”

“You never done nothing for me, Jack. Not a damn thing.  And I took it.  I married your mama so I figured it was my job.”  He had my head pinned against the car.  I could feel him moving around and was worried he was getting a belt or something.  “Now your mama been so busy at work she can’t take the time to please her man.”

“I’m sorry!”

He continued, “So you wanna be difficult? That’s okay by me.  I was gonna just whip your ass, but instead I decided it’s time you earn your keep, white boy.  I felt something sliding between my cheeks, and I quickly realized what it was.

“No, Frank! Please, gawd no!”

“You go right on and scream, Jack.  Ain’t no one gonna hear.”  

I felt it push into my ass, and I clamped down on it to try and stop it.  “Please don’t do this! It hurts!”

“Then I suggest you relax, because I got 8-1/2 inches of fat block cock that’s gonna disappear up your ass.  I can’t get in your mama’s pussy, so I’m getting’ in yours.  The more you fight the more it’s gonna hurt, but I WILL get every goddamn inch in that tight ass.”  He pushed more of his cock into me as if to prove his point.

“NO!” I cried out, tears streaming down my cheeks.  It felt like my hole was being ripped open.

I felt him smack my ass hard.  “You best relax that ass, boy.  It’s gonna hurt a lot worse if you don’t.”  He held my head pinned against the car.  “Shit, that’s some seriously tight boy pussy. Damn, I’m going to enjoy this!”

Eventually all I could do was try to breathe deeply and force myself hole to relax.  It was obvious he wasn’t going to stop, and I didn’t want my ass ripped apart by his fucking tree pole.

He pushed some more of his cock into me and then left it resting so I could get used to it.  It seemed thicker now, if that was even possible.  “Now here’s the plan for today, Jack.  Your mama is working late again tonight.  So I’m gonna break your ass in good out here.  If you’re good, I’ll give you a little break. Then we’re going to our bedroom, and I’m going to stretch out on the bed where your mama and I sleep while you give me a nice blowjob and swallow my chocolate milk.  If you do a good job, I may let your pussy take a break for the rest of the night.”

“I’ve learned my lesson, Frank. Please don’t.”

He shoved more of his thick cock into me.  “This ain’t no request, boy.  You had your chance.  You’re my bitch now.”  He began moving back and forth.  Every push forward made me almost gasp.  Once my ass relaxed more, he would feed me more of his cock.  “Such a fine, tight ass!” he said before smacking my ass cheek hard again.  “Reach back here.” I moved my hand toward my butt.  He grabbed it and moved it to his cock.  “Grab my cock while I fuck you.”  I gripped his slippery, thick dick and felt it move slowly back and forth.  “Now take your shirt off.  I want my bitch boy naked like me.”

My hands trembled as I pulled my T-shirt off.  It was bad enough he had his dick up my hole, but now we were both naked.

“Mmhmmm,” he said rubbing my back before slapping my ass again.  I felt his fingers dig deep into my hips and then felt him opening me up more.  “You should be happy.  Not every boy gets to enjoy a nice thick cock in their pussy.”

Yeah, that was a REAL treat. Lucky fucking me! I thought.

He started fucking me a little faster, and I felt his dick sliding in more with each thrust until finally I could feel his body pinned against me as the final bit buried itself deep inside my belly.  “Reach between your legs now.  I want you to feel this.”  I slid my hand between my legs and felt around.  I could feel a tiny bit of his cock and his two big balls pressed against my sweaty skin.  “Those are real men’s balls. Now you play with those while I fuck you.” 

Doing as he ordered, I gently massaged what little bit I could get a hold of while he slowly moved his rod back and forth.

“That’s a man’s meat in your ass, boy.”  He moved my hand, and I felt his callused fingers slide up my bare back.  He gripped my shoulders, and then I felt his cock pulling backward slowly.  I was grateful until he slammed it back in.  White light flashed before my eyes, and I groaned as he began fucking me harder, his speed slowly increasing until he was ramming it into me, smashing my body against the car’s metal frame while he grunted.

He slowed down, buried it inside me, and then slowly moved it around for  a bit before returning to a fast, deep fucking rhythm.  He repeated this several times before he leaned against, his heat seeping into my bare back.  “You know what else is nice about us niggas? Not only do we got big cocks, but we can last for hours, boy.  Ain’t that good news?”  I wanted to cry.  He began pounding me again.

After a while he slowed down again.  “Now you taking it like a big boy, Jack,” he praised me.  I felt his hand slide around my hip until he had my cock in his hand.  He started stroking me while he slowly pumped my ass.  I can’t lie.  It felt good.  “You be a good boy and serve your stepdaddy right, and I’ll be good to you, too.”  It wasn’t long before he was pounding me hard again, though.

After a while he did pull out.  I was so thankful.  He let go of me, and I turned around to see him stepping out the clothes around his ankles.  He grabbed a chair and sat down.  I stared at his huge cock while he grabbed a rag and wiped it off.  “Come here, boy.  I’m anxious to feel those red lips.”  I walked over to him.  “On your knees, Jack.  That’s where bitch boys belong.”

I sank to my knees between his muscular thighs.  “Start with sucking on my balls.”

“Frank. . .”

“Do we really need to go through this again?” he asked, his hand on my head again.  I could feel his fingers getting ready.  I shook my head and lowered my face until his dark balls were in my mouth.  I sucked on the salty skin.  “Yeah, that’s nice.  You and my dick and balls are going to be good friend, Jack.  The very best of friends.  Now suck my dick, and I better not feel any goddamn teeth.”

I was going to protest but knew better by now.  He changed position so I could get to his cock while still on my knees.  I closed my eyes and opened my mouth and felt him enter.  I tried to open my mouth wide and finally decided to pull my lips over my teeth a bit just in case.  I gagged right away.  “You look good with my dick in your mouth, son.  Keep sucking.”  He rubbed my head while I moved my mouth up and down on his long, fat tool.

Several moments later he stopped me.  “That will do for now.  We’ll have to train you to deep throat.”  He grabbed a bottle of clear liquid and squirted it on his dick, and then he rubbed it on.  “Now, it’s time for you to continue your training as my bitch.  You’re going to come sit on my cock.”  He guided me into position, and then he held onto his dick as I slowly sat down.  He made me go faster because I was taking too long, though. As his big meat burrowed into my aching hole again, my mouth opened in a giant O.  “That big black cock feels good, don’t it, boy?” he said.

Before I could answer or even think if was supposed to respond, he grabbed my head and pulled it down.  I felt his tongue go into my mouth, and he kissed me deeply as I sank onto his rod.  He moved his hips beneath me as he kissed me.  Finally, I started kissing him back, and I felt his hand on my dick again.  

Suddenly he stood up while holding onto me.  He spun around and pinned my back against the cold metal of one of his lockers while he humped my hole.  He banged me against the locker as I fought to breathe.

After several moments he walked me back to the car.  He let me slide down his body.  Then he lay me in the backseat on my back.  The roof was down on the car so it was pretty easy.  He lifted my legs up, shoved them to my chest, and then he entered me again.  He pounded my hole as he kissed me hard.  Soon I felt pressure building in my groin liked when I jacked off.  How could I be ready to cum when he had barely even touched me?  The pressure kept building until finally I jizzed, shooting a hot load onto both of us.  He fucked me harder as I let a moan escape.

“I could make this go longer, but I won’t this time,” he said as he started moving faster until at least he was yelling “FUCK!”, and I could feel his meat twitching deep inside me.

When he pulled out of me, I slowly got to my feet.  He looked down and saw my stickiness on him.  “Lick it off.”

“Frank, that’s gross. . .”

He grabbed me by the hair and yanked me to his torso.  I began licking right away until I had cleaned all my sticky saltiness from his mahogany skin. “You can choose your underwear to clean yourself off if you want.”  He started grabbing his clothes, and so I gathered mine.  I began to pull my boxers on when he stopped me.  “Did I say to fucking get dressed?”

“No, but. . .”

“You don’t put on any fucking clothes until I tell you to.”  We walked together naked back inside the house.  “Make us lunch,” he barked at me when we were inside.

He sat at the table while I served him, and then we ate.  As soon as he was finished, he pushed away from the table.  “Get on your knees and get me hard.”

I slid down and moved between his legs.  I reached for his dick.  “With your mouth, retard!”

I opened my mouth and began blowing him again.  I felt his cock growing in my throat which made me cough, but I continued until his dick was rock hard and he said that was enough.  “Time for some protein, Jack.”  He motioned for me to follow, and we walked down the hall and into their room.  Once again he had me get on my knees, and he slowly fucked my throat as I choked and coughed.

When he had enough, he stretched out on the bed.  I moved between his long legs again.  “Start with the balls.  You should alternate between my dick and balls, too.  Make sure they all get attention.”  I began by massaging his balls with my mouth.  “Pretend they’re the best thing you’ve ever tasted and you just can’t get enough.  That’s right!”

After I had gone to town on his nuts, I was kind of fired up and I went down on his dick.  A little too earnestly because I almost threw up when I shoved his meat in too far.  His hand was on my head guiding me up and down as he lay back and enjoyed his dick sucking.
I did as he said and went back and forth between his balls and cock.  After a bit he wanted me on his dick more.  It seemed to take hours before he finally told me to stop.  He got off the bed.  He had me lay on my back with my head hanging over the edge of the bed.  Then he started feeding his cock deeper into my throat.  I didn’t gag as much this time.  At least not until he shoved more than had been in before!  

Soon he was fucking my throat so fast that tears were rolling off my face.  I was gagging like crazy and had grabbed onto his legs.  It didn’t make a difference.  In fact, I think it made him go even deeper.  I watched his balls bounce as he humped my mouth and tried not to choke on my saliva.  After a while he shoved it in again a little deeper, and then I felt his hot cum blast the back of my throat.  I was choking and pushing against him as he held his rod in place while it dumped thick, salty jizz into me.  Finally, I began swallowing because I was afraid I would drown.  “Yes! Swallow that shit! That’s your new favorite drink.”

I swallowed eagerly so that I didn’t choke even worse.  Every so often he would move his cock backward, and I would take deep breaths through my nose.  Soon he was slowly humping my throat while his cock twitched.  I was so relieved when he finally pulled his dick out of my throat.

“Good job.  You can take a break, but I better not find you wearing any clothes.”

I nodded part in recognition and part in thanks as I practically ran from his room.  I went into my bathroom and spit just in case anymore of his cum was in my mouth.  My ass hurt and so did my throat.  I went into my room, but he called me out into the living room.  “I’m not done with you.  Sit at my feet. A bitch boy belong at his master’s feet.”

I was not liking this at all, but I did as I was told.  He soon fell asleep, but I didn’t dare move.  When I heard him snoring, I looked back and took a good look at him finally.  His dick was long even when soft.  He had a 6-pack and a tight torso with a big chest and arms.  There was no way I was going to not do what I was told.

He slept for a couple of hours until his phone woke him up.  It was a text from Mom.  “She’s going to be later than she thought.”  My shoulders fell.  “Well, that works out for us.  Start worshipping my cock.”

“Frank, please. I learned my lesson.  I promise.”

“If that was true, your lips would be around my cock instead of flapping in the breeze.”  Dejected, I went down on him once again and brought his dick back to life.  “Go to your room,” he finally said when it was rock hard.  He followed me as I walked there.  “Get on your hands and knees.”  My heart sank.  I might be new to this, but I knew what this position meant.

He got into bed behind me, and once again I felt him entering me.  “I gotta lot of time to make up for, so from now on when I’m naked and standing in front of you, don’t even wait.  You get started on my cock, and I’ll tell you if I want you to do something different.”  I nodded my head as I continued biting my lip against the slight burning sensation of his cock reentering me.

Once he had his thick cock in me all the way he started plowing me good and hard.  At one point he was ramming me so hard that I ended up flat on the bed.  His knees shoved mine apart, and he just kept going for it.  My bed creaked as he rode my ass good and hard.

He fucked me like this for I don’t know how long, but by the time he finished I was covered in sweat, and he had made me cum again without touching my cock.  Maybe it was the constant ramming it into the bed? 

When he got off me, he said “You’re a mess.  Change your sheets and go get showered. Come out into the living room when you’re done, and you better still be naked.  You can get dressed when your mom is pulling up.”

I was only to grateful to jump in the shower and get all his stink off me.  I let the water spray on my sore ass, too, and I could feel his jizz seeping from my once virgin hole.  I wanted to cry.

Luckily I didn’t have to wait too long until Mom got home.  As her car pulled into the drive, he grabbed me by the hair.  “You say one fucking word. . .”

“I know!” I quickly said putting my hands up in surrender.  I was going to be getting out of this one.  He pulled on his boxers while I put my shirt and shorts back on.

After dinner, Mom was exhausted so she decided to go to bed.  Thankfully, Frank wasn’t up for any more action, but when it was my bed time, he made me pull down his boxers and kiss his dick and balls goodnight.

I went to bed and lay there for a while.  I decided the next time I was going to stand firm.  He wanted me to be a man, so I would do just that.

Mom and I had breakfast before she had to leave for work.  While I was putting dishes away, I could hear Frank’s deep voice calling for me.  “In the kitchen!” I answered.  Frank rounded the corner, his dick hard and glistening.  

“Take your PJs off.”

“Look, Frank.  I’m not doing this again.  You had your fun. . .” I was cut off as he grabbed me by the hair.  He dragged me to the kitchen table.  He slammed my torso down roughly, and then he grabbed my pajama bottoms and yanked them down, ripping the waistband.

As his dick entered me, he said “You don’t have a say in this.  I tell you to get naked and you fucking get naked, bitch!  I was going to give it to you nice and slow at first, but you haven’t earned it.”  I grimaced as he shoved his dick into me hard.  I forced my hole to relax which took every drop of concentration I had, and then he was fucking me.  “Who owns this ass?”
“You do!”

“That’s fucking right!” he said.  He pounded me so hard that I was worried the table would break.  The vase of flowers almost tipped over, and a glass of juice spilled as he fucked me hard.

After doing that for a while, he pulled out.  He guided me by my hair back to their room.  He lay down.  “You sit on my cock, and this time you’re going to fuck yourself like a good little bitch!”

I straddled him while he held his cock, and then I slowly sat down.  He yanked me down and thrust upward forcing his cock into me much more quickly than I had wanted.  “Up and down, bitch! Fuck yourself with daddy’s big black dick!”

Daddy? I thought. That’s a new one.  I began rising and falling slowly but soon he had me going fast until I was practically bouncing on top of him.  He grabbed my jumping cock and stroked it while I fucked myself faster.  “You like that big dick up your ass, don’t you?”

I blurted out “YES!” before I could even think.  It still hurt, but it also felt good.  Especially with him rubbing my dick.  Soon I was coming, spurting my hot jizz over his chest.  “Sorry!” I said nervously as I kept riding him.

Suddenly he shoved me off him.  “Get those legs up and show me your pussy, boy!”  I quickly lifted my legs and pulled them back.  He entered me fast and started ramming as he gripped my legs.  He drilled my ass hard as I moaned.  Soon his lips covered mine, and I was swallowing his tongue as he kissed me deeply.  He pounded me like this until I thought I could stand no more before he finally was blasting my insides.

He kissed me again before saying, “You better learn your place, white boy.”

“Yessir,” I responded reflexively, and he smiled before kissing me again.

He got off me and “let” me shower with him.  I had to wash his body with soap and then towel dry him off.  I then had to stay naked until it was time for my Scouts meeting.  He took me and dropped me off.

When he picked me up, he asked a few questions but didn’t sound all that interested.  Once we were back in the house, he had me against the door.  “Seeing you in that uniform gets me all hot and bothered, Jack.”  I licked my lips.  I knew it was coming anyway.  Might as well play along. 

“Yessir,” I replied and began undoing his pants.  He leaned down and tongue kissed me as I finished pulling his pants down followed by his boxers.  Since he was kissing me, I decided to play with his fat tool.

“You’re learning boy. Let’s go back to your room this time.”

I led the way silently.  Once we were in my room, he began kissing me again while he slowly undid my shirt buttons.  He stopped after a couple of buttons.  “On second thought, I want to see you on your knees in your Scout uniform.”

I knelt down and began blowing him as he watched me with a smile.  After a while he stepped back and sat on my bed.  “Strip for me. Make it a bit slow, but leave the neckerchief on.  I’m going to fuck you while you wear it.”

My heart sank.  I knew he was going to fuck me again, but I had hoped . . . I slowly undid the rest of my shirt buttons and slowly removed my shirt.  He looked at me with hunger blazing in his eyes.  His cock twitched.  Next I undid my belt and then slowly slid out of my pants.  He motioned for me to come over.  He rubbed my dick through my flannel boxers.  When I was hard, he inserted his fingers into the fly and pulled my dick out.  He slowly stroked it for a bit.

He took hold of my boxers and slowly pulled them down.  Then he moved his finger in a circular motion.  I turned around and he stopped me when my ass was facing him.  He rubbed my ass cheeks firmly and told me to bend over and grab my ankles.  I felt him pull my cheeks apart as I bent over, and then I felt his tongue moving over my hole.  I couldn’t help it this time.  I moaned like a little girl.  Fuck it felt good.  “You can stand up and turn around now,” he said after a bit.

He handed me the bottle of clear gel.  “Get me ready for your sweet ass.”  I poured the liquid onto his thick meat and rubbed it up and down the long shaft.  The red neckerchief felt weird against my bare skin as he lay back and guided me onto him once again.  This time he smiled and let my ass slowly swallow his cock.  I slowly rode him once it was buried inside me.  He reached up and gently patted me on the cheek.  “See? Now that’s a good Daddy’s bitch.”

We fucked in all kinds of positions, and by the time he was finally done, I discovered he hadn’t been kidding when he said he could last.  He had fucked me for at least two hours, and he made me come twice! I definitely wasn’t up for a lot of this, but I also saw no other choice.