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My Horny Stepson
My Horny Stepson
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When closeted writer Bill drives Justin, his 18-year-old stepson, to enroll in college, they end up sharing a single bed at a roadside motel. But what Bill doesn't know is that Justin knows his secret... and he's got a wicked plan to give his straight-laced stepdad the hottest, most forbidden night of his life!
Warning: My Horny Stepson is a 10,000-word erotic short story intended for adults only due to EXPLICIT, TABOO gay content! Contains masturbation, voyeurism, laundry theft, pornography, masturbation, oral, and anal play, and a love/lust older/younger encounter as sweet as it is taboo!
EXCERPT:
"Bill," Justin whispered. He'd pushed away a little now, so he could look me in the eyes, although his hand was still lingering in my lap.
"What?"
"Do you know what I want? Just once?"
I stared into that face, those pretty puppy eyes, those cheeks I'd tweaked thousands of times, and I was electrified with guilty gay lust. A lust that should never exist between father and son.
Only we WEREN'T father and son...
"What?" I asked.
Justin scooted up close to whisper. His hot breath tickled my earlobe as he whispered a single word. The word he wanted so badly.
This was the word.
"You..."
Me. He wanted me.
Our breaths rose and fell, faster and faster, as we stared at each other in the blue light of the silent TV.
Justin blinked, I blinked, I couldn't say anything, I didn't want to be the evil molester stepdad from a thousand movies and films. The thing was, this time Justin was the one coming on to me!
I could feel the steel of my will bending, dissolving... vaporizing under the dark magic arts of my sexy stepson.
I stuck my lower lip out, I made no effort to conceal my heavy breaths. My hardness raged in my pajama pants, a full tower stretching the fabric now. And I wasn't wearing any underwear beneath them.
"I wanna taste you..." Justin whispered. "I want your seed..."
Warning: My Horny Stepson is a 10,000-word erotic short story intended for adults only due to EXPLICIT, TABOO gay content! Contains masturbation, voyeurism, laundry theft, pornography, masturbation, oral, and anal play, and a love/lust older/younger encounter as sweet as it is taboo!
EXCERPT:
"Bill," Justin whispered. He'd pushed away a little now, so he could look me in the eyes, although his hand was still lingering in my lap.
"What?"
"Do you know what I want? Just once?"
I stared into that face, those pretty puppy eyes, those cheeks I'd tweaked thousands of times, and I was electrified with guilty gay lust. A lust that should never exist between father and son.
Only we WEREN'T father and son...
"What?" I asked.
Justin scooted up close to whisper. His hot breath tickled my earlobe as he whispered a single word. The word he wanted so badly.
This was the word.
"You..."
Me. He wanted me.
Our breaths rose and fell, faster and faster, as we stared at each other in the blue light of the silent TV.
Justin blinked, I blinked, I couldn't say anything, I didn't want to be the evil molester stepdad from a thousand movies and films. The thing was, this time Justin was the one coming on to me!
I could feel the steel of my will bending, dissolving... vaporizing under the dark magic arts of my sexy stepson.
I stuck my lower lip out, I made no effort to conceal my heavy breaths. My hardness raged in my pajama pants, a full tower stretching the fabric now. And I wasn't wearing any underwear beneath them.
"I wanna taste you..." Justin whispered. "I want your seed..."
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