Seducing Step Dad & His Son

Matt: 18, Step-son

Matt awoke feeling clammy and a little worse for wear after the beers the night before. It was still uncomfortably hot and he lay on his front, naked, sprawled out on top of his duvet. The rechargeable hand fan next to the bed, his feeble attempt to stay cool, had ran out of charge at some point during the night.

His eyes shot open as memories came flooding back to him...

Stripping his underwear off with James.

Stroking each other's cocks.

Sucking his step-dad off and swallowing his huge load. God it tasted good.

The awkward shared shower afterwards.

Fuck.

James: 37, Step-dad

It hadn't been a good night's sleep, and not just because of the heat. The events of last night had been playing over and over in James' mind.

How the fuck had he let that happen?

Not only had he cheated on his wife, he'd done it with her son... his step-son. A boy he'd tried to be a father figure to since he was a kid. The guilt and shame was overwhelming, but James was surprised to notice that something was missing - where was the regret?

Despite the heat James pulled the duvet up closer to his face, taking comfort in the soft sheets against his naked body. Even though the sun was shining outside, the black-out blinds were doing their job and kept the room relatively dark. James could just make out the shapes of the furniture in the room in the low light, everything a varying shade of grey.

He wasn't sure what to do now, how does this play out with Matt? How do they act around each other? James knew he shouldn't let anything like that happen again.

Matt: Step-son

Although he was worried about the aftermath of last night, he couldn't shake the horniness and longing for James. His cock stirred as his mind played last night's scenes over and over. He'd wanted him for so long, and now that he'd had a taste he wasn't about to let that slip away easily. He knew James would be feeling guilty and worried. But it was Saturday, and Matt had today and tomorrow to work things out with his step-dad.

He thought about jerking off to clear his mind. But then he thought about James - wouldn't he still be in bed now? Would he have hangover horn? This turned Matt on even more. Matt was a virgin, he'd never had a sexual experience with anyone aside from a few drunken kisses with girls from college. But he did have solo experience - for a few years Matt had knew he wanted to explore anal play. He had a couple of dildos tucked away under his bed, along with lube and a douche. He knew he wanted to bottom, so he'd got these to make sure he was prepared for when it happened.

His mind wandered to the possibility... if he douched, would he be able to get James to fill his other hole this morning?

Matt moved faster than he ever had. He jumped off the bed, rummaged underneath for the lube and douche, and ran to the bathroom.

James: Step-dad

The sound of Matt in the bathroom snapped him out of his daze. He really wasn't sure how to play this. He checked the time and it was coming up to 8:30. There was no rush to get up, it was Saturday and he had no plans. It suddenly came to him that he needed to clean the sofa of Matt's mess and he groaned inwardly, bringing his palm to his face.

After what felt like a while, he heard Matt leave the bathroom. A few seconds later there was a gentle knock on the bedroom door.

James didn't answer. Could he just pretend to be asleep?

'James?' Matt's voice sounded wary, as if he wasn't sure he should be here.

'What's up bud?' He replied, trying to sound as natural as he could.

'Can... can I come in?'

'Umm... I'll be up in a bit mate. I'm feeling a bit rough to be honest.' He hoped this would be enough to buy him some time, he needed to think this through some more before dealing with Matt.

'Please? I want to talk.' He sounded needy and James knew he had to let him in.

'Sure, come in Matt.'

James was very aware that he had nothing on under the covers as Matt entered the room and softly closed the door behind him. In the dim light James could make out his shape and saw he was wearing boxer-briefs, not dissimilar to those he himself was wearing yesterday. He had appreciated Matt's body since he'd grown up, but he'd never felt attracted to it. He tried to ignore the stirring in his crotch now.

'Hey bud.' He gave Matt a lopsided smile, though he wasn't sure he could see it in this light.

'Hi.' Matt walked over to the empty space at the right side of the bed and lay himself down on top of the duvet. An awkward silence descended on the room, but James knew he had to be the one to break it. He was the 'dad' after all. He turned on his side to face Matt, careful to keep the duvet wrapped tightly around himself.

'Listen, I take full responsibility for last night. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let that happen. It's not an excuse but with the drink, the lack of sex-'

'James. I'm not sorry.' Matt interrupted, stunning James into silence. He continued, 'Listen, I've wanted something like that to happen for so long. I don't regret it one bit, and I don't want you to either.'

James didn't say anything, he didn't know how to react.

'Look I know it feels wrong now, on so many levels, but it certainly didn't last night.' Matt breathed out heavily, as if he'd got a weight off his chest.

'I don't know what to say bud. I can't deny that last night was... hot. It was, but we shouldn't be doing stuff like that.' James shifted up slightly in the bed, revealing his chest - the heat was starting to get too much now. He saw Matt taking in his body in the grey room. Matt shifted closer and grabbed his hand.

'We've got this weekend, let's just put any guilt, worry and regret aside and do what feels right. Let's not think about it.' At that, Matt leant in and tentatively placed his lips against James'. James closed his eyes, shaking as he reciprocated the kiss, moving his lips slowly against his step-son's.

James: Step-dad

It was like there were two people inside James' head. One saying he absolutely should not be doing this. The other wanting nothing more. The second one was winning.

He gave in to the kiss from Matt and pulled him in closer, putting his hand behind his head and forcing their faces closer together. Matt's tongue tentatively entered his mouth and he opened up to allow him in, swirling his own tongue around his step-son's.

They made out intensely, as if passion that had been building up for eternity was finally being realised. He tried to focus solely on what was happening right now and how much he was enjoying it, pushing everything else to the back of his mind.

It didn't take long for him to be too hot; making out with Matt coupled with the already stifling heat was too much. He broke away from the kiss and pulled himself out of the duvet. His thick, erect cock was leaking so much he had a wet patch on his abdomen, the hair becoming matted. Matt caught his eye and moved his head down, licking the mess of pre-cum from his stomach. James heard him moan as he lapped it up.

Matt: Step-son

This was it, he knew he had James where he wanted him now and he was ready to go all the way. After licking away his step-dad's pre-cum, he took his dick in his mouth for the second time and swallowed as much as he could. James bucked into this throat, causing him to choke slightly, but he pushed on determined to do the best job he could.

Matt sucked and slurped on his fat cock, spurred on by the sounds of utter pleasure coming from James. Matt's face was intermittently pushing into his musky pubes when he was brave enough to take the whole thing. He groped, massage and pulled on his heavy nut sack. He let his hands wander over his hairy body, down his thighs, and over his feet. He got brave and occasionally let his fingers slip into the forest of fur that was his step-dad's taint and crack, brushing the tips of his fingers lightly over his puckered hole which tensed when touched. Even though it had only been a few hours since they showered, he could smell James' musk and it was driving him insane.

'Fuuuuck you're so good at this boy.' James moaned, dragging out each word breathlessly. At that he pulled Matt's face off his dick, pushed him onto his back on the other side of the bed, and hovered over him.

'What the fuck are you doing to me.' Matt could feel the intensity of James' stare. His eyes were filled with lust and longing as he stared down at him, his body only inches above. James positioned his hard cock next to Matt's, grabbed them both in his hand and started jerking them off together. Matt whimpered at the sensation of his cock sliding against James', his step-dad's pre-cum acting as lube for them both. James moved his head down Matt's body, kissing, nipping, and licking his jaw, neck, chest, nipples, stomach, until he came to his crotch. Matt grabbed his aching dick and pointed it to James' face, hinting at what he wanted him to do. He smiled and kissed the tip, then wrapped his lips around his long shaft and sucked. He had a talent for it, he was obviously using techniques that had been done to him before. He struggled taking it deep though, there was a lot of gagging which ended up making both of them laugh. His step-dad looking up at him with his dick in his mouth, eyes watering and face reddened, really was a sight to behold.

He indicated for James to stop - if he carried on much longer he'd release his load and he didn't want that to happen just yet. Matt turned himself over onto his front, arched his back, raised his ass up, and pushed back towards James.

'I want you to eat it, and then fuck it, daddy.' Matt begged, wiggling his ass.

'Fuck.' He heard James whisper, immediately followed by his wet tongue exploring and probing his hole. Matt couldn't suppress his moans as his step-dad ate his hole like a pro. He imagined this is what he'd done to many pussies over the years, but he was pretty sure he was the first guy. James licked, slurped and nipped expertly. Matt loved that he was also paying attention to his balls, giving them an occasional suck.

'Man I want to fuck that.' He moaned as he pushed his tongue past Matt's lips and into his hungry hole. He pulled away and Matt turned his head to see him rummaging through a bedside drawer, after a second or two pulling out a bottle of lube and flicking on the bedside lamp, illuminating the room in a dim, warm light.

'Shit...' James said under his breath.

'What's up?'

'I don't have any condoms, me and your mu-' James stopped before finishing and looked mortified. 'Well, there's really no need for them so I don't have any.' The words rushed out of James' mouth.

His words made Matt realise who the last person that he'd eaten out like that was. Who the last person he'd fucked was.

'I don't want you to wear a condom.' Matt said matter of factly. 'You don't need to worry about me, I've never been with anyone before, so I'm clean.'

Matt met his eyes. James had puppy dog eyes and he looked guilty as anything.

Matt continued, 'So I want you to fuck me, and I want you to fill me. And don't you stop until my siblings are dripping out of me.' James slammed the bedside drawer shut and squirted a decent amount of lube onto his hands.

'You're going to get what you want.' James growled. Matt felt his lips kiss his waiting hole, followed by his fingers, cold from the lube, probing and rubbing.

James pushed a finger slowly into him, the tight skin gripping as he slid it down to the knuckle. He checked in at the right points, making sure he wasn't hurting and that it felt good. Matt relaxed into the sensation, becoming accustomed to the fill of a finger after a few minutes, at which point a second went in. Matt could only communicate through groans, he was literally living his dream. From the sounds James was making he could only deduce that he was having just as good a time. James went for more lube, and Matt could hear, whilst his face was pushed into a pillow, the wetness as he slathered his dick. The anticipation made his hole quiver.

'Fuck I want it.' Matt's voice was lost into the feathers.

'Tell me to stop at any time.' James said, as the wet tip of his cock rubbed against the loosened hole. After a couple of attempts, Matt felt his hole accept the bulbous head and it slid into him, his grip becoming firm around his thick shaft. He felt so full. He was lost in the sounds of moans from himself, from James, and the knowledge that his step-dad was sliding balls deep into his virgin hole. It felt infinitely better than the dildos he'd used in the past.

James: Step-dad

He started off slow, easing himself into Matt. He knew he was a big lad and, now that he knew it was Matt's first time, he needed to make sure it was comfortable and enjoyable. Fuck, he thought to himself - I'm taking his virginity. He was taking long, slow thrusts right to the base of his cock. He could feel his balls falling against his step-son's when he was fully inside him. The more they did it, the more he could feel Matt pushing back into him, wanting him as deep as he could go.

'I want to leave my load so deep in you.' James growled. All he got in response was a whimper and more power in the push backs.

His thrusts had sped up now, becoming shorter and faster. Matt had warmed right up to having a dick in him, and James wanted to own him. He pushed down on his lower back, forcing Matt's torso flat against the bed and his ass up. He noticed how toned and plump it was, it looked amazing in that position. Something came over James, and his thrusts became deeper, and faster, with more power. He was completely lost in the moment, he held his boy down and pumped his dick into him in a way that he's not sure he's done to anyone else.

He fucked his ass like it was a fleshlight. He was lost in the sound of his skin slapping against Matt's ass cheeks. The sound his sloppy hole made as his dick came almost fully out, and then slammed right back in. At the sounds from his boy being in complete ecstasy.

Matt: Step-son

He couldn't think. His whole body was engulfed in waves of please, and he knew his hole was at the mercy of his step-dad. It hurt, he acknowledged that. But the pleasure was overriding it all. The way he felt when he knew James' dick was fully surrounded by his hole couldn't be beaten.

James: Step-dad

James wasn't even aware of the noises he was making anymore. He just hoped the walls were thick enough to block it out from next door. At that point he realised the bedroom window was open because of the heat - this might take some explaining to the neighbours.

He grabbed Matt's dick as best he could whilst it was pressed against the bed. It, and the duvet underneath, was wet and sticky.

'Oh shit buddy you've cum!' James almost yelled, breathlessly.

'Mmmm.' Was all he got in response. James grabbed his wet dick anyway and started stroking.

'Oh fuck, Matt I'm gonna fill you!' James thrust himself deep, shooting what felt like never ending ropes of cum into his used hole. James was still rubbing Matt's dick, which had released another load of cum at the same time that the load was being released inside of him. James moved his dick slowly in and out, making sure his deposit was all inside before he pulled out. When he did, he looked in awe at Matt's freshly christened hole. It was no longer tight and puckered; it was gaping open slightly, red and loose. Then the cum started to dribble out, leaking and dripping down Matt's big ball sack. Matt arched his back, and James watched him push more of his load out, the cum bubbling and making spluttering noises as he released it from deep inside him. His hole opening and closing with each push.

It was a sight to behold. James used two fingers to play with the cum coming from Matt's hole. He pushed them inside and could feel he was still full, despite the large amount that had already come out. Matt continued whimpering. James brought his cum-covered fingers to Matt's face, now turned sideways on the pillow.

'Here you go buddy.' James slipped his fingers into Matt's mouth and let him suck the fresh cum off, 'Fuck you're such a good boy. You've always been a good boy.'

Matt: Step-son

He was spent. James' cum shots were so powerful he could have sworn he felt each release coating his insides. Now he could feel the load trickling out of him and he'd never been more satisfied.

The feeling of James' fingers going back inside his cum-filled hole just made him want more. He could hear and feel the squelching, and he knew his hole was ruined. When James pulled his fingers out and slipped them into his mouth he felt his dick start to get hard again - the only thing better than eating his step-dad's cum was eating it after it'd been inside him. He happily sucked his fingers clean, and when James called him a 'good boy', he knew this was the start of a whole different relationship for them.