When the Cat’s Away
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing 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 wife was gone on a business trip, and my 15-year-old stepson Will decided to follow the saying “When the cat’s away, the mice will play.” He came home drunk off his ass.  I’ve always tried to be the good guy since his dad is kind of an asshole, and since his mother wasn’t home. . . I decided to keep my mouth shut.  I helped him to his room and then left him there.  I returned an hour or so later when I hadn’t heard anything from him for a while.  I figured he had fallen asleep, so I went in to turn his lights off.  He had passed out face-first onto his bed, his jeans and boxers down to his knees, and 1 shoe halfway on.

I shook my head and decided to help him out.  After removing his footwear and socks, I pulled his remaining clothes off.  Almost half his body was hanging over the bed, so I fought with his limp body.  In the process of getting him all the way onto his mattress, he turned over.  It was next to impossible to not notice his dick lying against his belly.  One of his knees was bent, and so I could see his large balls as well.  He had a nice thick bush of brown pubes up by his cock, but it looks like he has been following the trend of shaving his sac.

Unfortunately, staring at his cock and nuts got my dick hard so that it was straining inside my shorts.  In my younger days I had messed around with a couple of guys.  I’ll admit that I enjoyed sex with men, but it had been a LONG time.  His cock was. . . well beautiful.  It looked like it had a nice amount of thickness to it, and those balls. . . I just wanted to see how they would feel in my mouth.  The longer I stared the harder it was to leave his room, and finally I found my fingers stroking his dick in spite of my mind telling me not to.  As it swelled beneath my fingers, I couldn’t resist anymore, and I lowered my mouth to his groin.  I could smell his musk, and when I began sucking on his bare balls, the salt from his sweat instantly spread over my tongue.

I couldn’t help but allow my tongue to travel up the base of his cock following the engorged vein as it led to the helmet-shaped head.  I licked the droplet of precum from the slit and instantly became intoxicated.  I went down on him slowly and savored his young, hard flesh. Fuck he tasted so good!  And that scent emanating from his crotch made me want to rip off all my clothes.  The more I sucked the hotter I became.  After deep throating him the second time, I felt his hands on my head guiding it up and down.  I reached under him, grabbed his ass cheeks, and shoved his rod down my throat.  I don’t fucking know what happened, but I wanted his young nectar gushing inside my mouth.  Even as I heard him say “Fuckin’ hell!” I didn’t stop.  What was the point anyway? Not like I could suddenly pretend I didn’t have his Johnson in my throat.

He began humping my face as I devoured his delicious flesh.  I went crazy giving him head, and in a few minutes I heard him say “I’m gonna cum, man.”  I sped up.  “I’M GONNA FUCKING CUM!” he said more urgently, followed by “SHIT!” and then his salty-sweet jizz blasted my throat.  I gagged a bit being unpracticed, but I swallowed that tasty cum and continued to blow him.  When I finished I got up, and while I wiped the saliva from my mouth I heard him say “I had no idea you liked cock, Tom.”

“I . . . well. . . good night,” I replied and got out of his room as fast as I could while he thanked me for the great blowjob.  I went to my room and did a quick jackoff session before collapsing onto my bed and cursing myself for my stupidity.

In the morning I crept past his room and heard him softly snoring.  He didn’t have school today, so I decided to let him sleep it off.  Besides, I really didn’t want to discuss what happened last night.  Even though part of me desperately wanted a repeat.  I knew that just couldn’t happen.

Later in the morning when he finally woke up, I was sitting on the couch watching TV.  Out of the corner of my eye I saw him walk into the living room wearing only boxers, and it looked like he was sporting wood.  I strained not to look and verify.  He walked right in front of me, though, and I was staring at his sizable tent.  Suddenly he shoved his boxers down and said “I’m ready for round 2.”

I looked up at him.  “Round 2?”

“Don’t play stupid, Tom.  We both know what happened last night.  I want it again.”

“Look, I’m sorry, but that can’t happen again.”

His blue eyes bore into mine. “It’s going to happen again, or else my mother is going to hear about how much her husband likes to suck her son’s cock when he’s drunk and passed out.”

“Will. . . “

“You’re wasting time,” he said, and his hand reached out and pulled my head toward his hard cock.  I initially resisted, but the closer I got to the pink head, the less I wanted to fight it.  My mouth opened and closed around the hard shaft, and I began sucking.  My hands went up his muscular, hairy legs and grabbed his ass cheeks as I started blowing him harder.  As he began slowly moving his hips in rhythm with my sucking, I slid off the couch and onto my knees so I could bury his delicious rod in my throat.  “FUCK YES!” he said.  He spread his legs a bit, and then grabbing my head he began shoving his cock down my throat.  I was guessing it was about 7-8 inches, but it was also nice and thick.

“Suck that fucking cock!” he said as he continued fucking my face, his balls bumping against my chin.  After several moments he pulled away from me.  He stepped out of his boxers and sat down next to where I had been on the couch.  I quickly moved between his legs and returned his luscious flesh to my mouth.  “Yeah, you’re going to be doing this a lot from now on,” I heard him say.  At first I was thinking Who the hell does he think he is, but then I realized I kind of liked him being bossy and in charge.  It made him even hotter.  As I worked his cock I saw the trail of brown hair leading from his pubes up to his belly, and for the first time I really appreciated his 6-pack.  Fuck, my stepson was hot I suddenly realized.

I worked his cock steadily until I was at last drinking his cum.  When I was done he actually patted me on the head and told me what a good job I had done.  Patted me on the fucking head!  But I would end up blowing him 2 more times that day.  The last time I finally got naked myself and beat off as I blew him.

Saturday ended up the same way.  The kid was fucking horny, and by the afternoon he didn’t even bother putting clothes back on.  He just walked around naked which drove me fucking crazy.  The third time I blew him he didn’t even have to ask.  He was laying on the couch watching TV.  I couldn’t resist him any longer, and so I began sucking on his balls as his dick grew, and then I was on his rod like a kid on a candy bar.

The next day things ended up changing a bit.  He came out of his room naked, as was his new habit, and hard.  I saw his dick and slid off the couch ready to blow him.  “We’re changing things up a bit today.  Take your clothes off.”

Was he going to do me, too? Or least give me a handjob? I was excited!  I quickly stripped out of my underwear and my tank top as he signaled for me to get on my knees.  He motioned for me to turn around.  I did so figuring he was going to lay on the couch or something, but then I felt him getting behind me.  “Oh no, no, no,” I said starting to push myself up from the floor.

“Look, Tom.  It’s either going in your butt or I’m making a phone call.  Which will it be?”

“Will. . . “

“Ass or phone call?”

I looked at him, saw his determination, and then noticed the cell phone in his hand and decided I really didn’t have a choice here.  “Just go easy, man.”  And then I bent over the couch as his hand pushed my upper back down.

I felt his cock sliding between my cheeks.  “Fuck that shit, Tom.  You a little girl?  I got a tight pussy, and I’m pounding that fucker.”  I was going to say something but the stinging in my ass distracted me as his thick cock began sliding inside me.  “Oh fuck yeah!” he said as his meat entered me.  “I’m fucking the shit out of this hole.”

“Please, man! Take it easy! Your cock isn’t exactly small.”

“Yeah, I know.  And you fucking love it don’t you gay boy?”

“I’m not gay, Will!”

“You sure suck cock like you are,” he said, pushing his dick into me deeper.

“I like pussy, too! A lot more than dick!” I protested.

“Yeah? I like pussy, too. And right now I’m lovin’ this tight one.”  He pushed more into me, and I fought a yelp.  “Think I’m gonna go for a personal record and see how many times I can cum in one day.” I did not like the sound of that!