step dad

step dadIm not much of a story teller so pardon any problems with flow orgrammer. Im 25 years old now, but when I was 17 my mom re-married a manabout 40 yrs old. He wasn't really tall, but he was husky in build;ex-military and not real friendly. He never had much nice to say to me.A few months after he settled in, he caught me behind the housesmoking. He told me to get inside, and when I did he was sitting in hischair glaring at me. He asked me if I knew what I was doing there, what Ihad done wrong. I nodded yes. He told me to come over to him and pull mypants down. I hesitated for a moment, but than the look on his face mademe hurry up. i got them pulled down, and he gestured toward his lap. Ididnt know what he meant. He saw me hesitate and told me to bend over hisknee.I did as I was told, and started receiving very hard slaps on my bareass. The whole time hes telling me that he won't tolerate living with afuck up punk. My ass is stinging, but his hands on it started making mehard. Pre cum was dripping from my dick.The spanking started to slow down, and he rubbed my cheeks, whick madethem feel kinda nice and made me harder. He kept me bent over with myhead down low, telling me about all my mistakes. The whole time his handis coming closer and closer to my butthole. My dick is throbbing and deepdown inside I want him to touc my hole.Eventually he does. First his hand brushes up and down it, lightlyrubing it. Soon his fingers alone are rubbing it, pushing on my ass hole. I feel faint. Finally I feel his finger sliding into my tight butt, as hegets quiet. As it slides in, I shoot without even touching my prick. Assoon as the cumming subsides, he pulls his finger out and tells me to goget changed and take a shower before dinner.I cant even look him in the eye at that point, and I leave. Things progressed from there but Ill have to go for now. Perhaps Ill postmore later in the week.thanksjoeSubject: STEPFATHER #2Date: Fri, 21 Mar 1997 02:45:00 -0500Organization: MindSpring EnterprisesReply-To: [email protected] I had written before, things progressed from the spanking andsubsequent finger fucking. After my shower, eating dinner and going tobed, with no more mention of it, or my cumming, I kinda thought maybesomehow he hadnt noticed, and that maybe the finger in my ass was meant tobe part of my punishment. I thought lots of diferent things. I tried grandbetting giriş torationalize. Finally I just tried to forget about it. But at might when Iwould jerk off, It was usually the memory of that spanking that got meoff.I should describe my stepfather a little more. He was in his early40s. His hair was receeding, but still dark. He wasnt but about a 1/2 afoot to a foot taller than me, but he was much more husky. Im pretty muchon the skinny side. He has an eagle tattoo on his right forearm. Hesmoked. He basically intimidated the hell out of me.About 2 weeks passed, and we kept our usual distance. My mom workedalot. I just kept to myself. Than my stepfather called me into the livingroom. He told me there, with my mom, that he planned for us to go huntingdown in North Carolina, a few hours away. I told him I didnt likehunting, that I never had. My mom than speaks up and says that getting outof the house, just the 2 of us would be for the best, that I needed tostart acting a little more like a son, and adleast try to spend sometime with my step dad. There was no further discussion.The following day he got me up early and I helped load up the car.We left and drove a long ways with out a lot of conversation. Finally hespoke up. He said somthing like" Its probably partly my fault that you actthe way you do, wasting your time, fucking up in school. I should have started tanning your ass when I first moved in. You need some direction,some guidence, and you need to be whipped into shape, in every since ofthe word. Things can be a lot nicer around the house if youll just acceptthe fact that Im the boss, and your a k**, adleast for another year. Iexpect you to start calling me dad from now on, okay?"i nodded and said alright. " I intend for this trip to get us back ontrack. Get your ass on the proper track. "I fell asleep not to long after that, and woke up as we pulled up to acrappy looking cabin he and some of his friends had built for huntingtrips. We got our stuff and went inside. It had a single double size bed,a dresser, a toilet, and a sink. I asked him where the shower was. Helaughed and pointed at the sink. I was especially dismayed at the toiletjust sitting in a corner. No walls. No privacy.It wasnt real late, maybe 5pm. But he said it was too late to goout hunting. That we should talk instead. He opened up grandbetting yeni giriş a beer and offeredme one " just this once, dont get ideas about sneaking it at home" We saton the bed and he asked me why I wasnt trying in school. I said I didntknow... he said thats not an answer. " If I told you I would whip yourass til it was covered with welts next time you bring home anything lessthan Bs, would that help you know. I didnt say anything. I probably turnedred. " Im going to remind you what Im talking about because obviouslyyouve forgotten. Then you can remember, and than I can stop punishing youand we can get on with being a family. You understand? Im going to showyou what Im talking about, and you need to rememeber. Get your pantsdown." I just sat there. like I didnt hear him." Do as I say!" He poppedme on the back of the head. I got up and pulled down my pants and than myunderwear." Over my knee."I bent over his knees, and touched the floor with my hands. Hegave me 5 hard slaps in rapid succesion. They hurt much worse thanbefore. I had tears in my eyes. He gave me 2 more than asked if I wasremembering this time. I said yes. " Yes Ill bet you are. You gonna bringhome a bunch of crap this semester?" No I said. " You answer with eithersir, or dad." He continued slapping my sore cheeks. " Have you hadenough? You think you can remember?" Yes dad. I wont forget.He paused. He rubbed my right cheek, than my left. It was amazinghow quickly my fear and pain faded and was replaced with a hard on. Hecontinued to rub my cheeks, asking me questions about other things I hadscrewed up at, and if I would be doing that again. Each time I respondedwith dad. He ran his fingers lightly along my crack, then reached down andgrabbed my hard on tightly. " Whats this all about boy. I noticed thislast time. You seem to like having your ass in a mans face. Are youqueer?" I suddenly was scared again. I didnt know the right answer. Istammered. Finaly I said what I usually did to him. "I dont know dad.""You dont know? " He let go and put his hand to his mouth, stuck afinger in his mouth. Than he put the finger up against by butthole. Hepressed it against there until finally it gave way and his finger slid inslowly and tightly." How do you feel having a man stick his finger in youasshole boy? Does it feel good? If it does than you are queer. grandbetting güvenilirmi Simple asthat. Maybe you know that now too." I couldnt speak. His finger wasmaking me feel hot in the head. My dick was on fire. He kept sliding it inand out slowly. " You act liek im sticking my finger in a pussy instead ofan asshole. Does it feel that good boy?" Yes dad. It does." you ever let anyone else do this to you before?" No i said. " Youhavent let some buddy of yours butt fuck you?" No I repeated. He gotquiet like he was thinking through things. He kept his finger in there,moving it around a little. " You ever stuck your finger in one of yourbuddys assholes?" I told him no. " Its tight boy, Tighter than any pussy.Get up . Take your clothes off."He pulled his finger out and let me up. I finished taking my pants off andstarted on my shirt. He was starting to get undressed to. I watched himget down to his underwear, than watched him take that off. Id never seenhis dick before. It wasnt real long, but it was thick, with 1 or 2 bigveins on it. He was uncut, which facinated me. "Come on, we're going tobed." I didnt question the time of the day, I just crawled in, and he gotin behind me. He moved up behind me, pressing his body against my back. Myass was stinging and still wet from his spit. I could feel somthingpressing up against my butthole, and thought I cant beleive hes going toput his dick there, its too big. He seemed to sense my hesitation. "shhh,take it easy, It will only hurt for a minute. Youll get use to it. Justlet me ease it in. You want it. You just dont realize it"He kept pushing and finally it did pop in. And it did hurt likehell. I had to bite the pillow to keep from screaming out. It took him afull 15 minutes or so to get all 6 inched in. My ass felt so stretched.After a while though, it felt warm and I likrd feeling so filled." You are so tight boy. Fucking tight little pussy."He waswhispering. I was rock hard and knew if I touched myself I d shoot. So Ilayed there enjoying all these new sensations. " Push toward me boy. Showme what you want" I started grinding my ass against his body. Each pushseemed to increase his breathing. " Your hungry for this dick. Fuck you cant get enough you little brat. Milk it boy." I kept at it and shotanyway. without touching myself. It hurt I came so hard.He kept at my ass for about 5 more minutes than started panting. " imgonna shoot boy. get ready" Soon my ass, felt even warmer and his dickseemed to throb even bigger. He gripped my hips with each thrust. When hefinished he lay there for a moment. Than he slid his dick out, and turnedover. Soon he seemed to be sleeping. I was wide awake most of the night.