When I woke up on Friday, I was in a randier mood than normal. Before dad left for work, he sat on the edge of the pullout and doted on me while I found my bearings. The scent of his aftershave was mixing with the aroma of fresh brewed coffee, cutting through the cold morning air and acting as an aphrodisiac on my already aroused 19 year old body. As I blinked away the sleep in my eyes, dad smiled down at me and planted a fatherly kiss on my lips.
“Good morning, peanut,” he said, gently petting my face.
I smiled up at him and stretched through a yawn, then I felt the crusted remnants of the load he'd planted in me overnight, plastered to my inner crevice and moist against my taint.
“Morning,” I said groggily. “Are you about to go to work?”
“I've got a few minutes before I need to be out the door,” he told me, so I moved over to give him room to lay beside me. When he was at my side, I snuggled into his chest and kissed him on the cheek.
“I love you, dad,” I sighed, loving how it felt for him to wrap his arms around my shirtless torso and rub my back. “Dad?”
“Yeah buddy?”
“Thanks for.... you know,” I said shyly, and he gave my ass a squeeze. I grinned up at him and he responded with a smile of his own, then he used his thumb to wipe the corners of my eyes.
“I figured you'd enjoy that, babe,” he said, and I eagerly nodded in the affirmative. “Do you have any plans for the day?”
“I think I'm gonna come out to Gina today,” I said through a tired voice. “Is she awake yet?”
“She had a late shift,” he explained. “She should be up in a couple hours if you need to talk to her.”
“Oh,” I said, then I rested my head back down on his chest. “I wish you had the day off.”
“Me too, Casey,” he said, then he rested his chin on the top of my head and gave my ass another squeeze. “I'm sure you'll find a way to stay busy.”
I nodded again, this time without picking my head up.
“I'm in the mood again,” I admitted.
“I know you are, babe,” he told me. “My boy's got a lot going on in his body right now, doesn't he?”
“Yeah,” I sighed. “There's a lot going on in my ass, too.”
“I'm sure you wouldn't want it any other way,” dad said in an affectionate tone, prompting me to smile up at him again.
“Do you feel like doing anything right now?” I asked him hopefully, and he gave me a wink.
“I'd love to treat you to another fuck, Casey,” he said. “But daddy's got to get to work. We'll spend some special time later, okay?”
“Okay,” I groaned, giving him a manufactured pout.
He smiled knowingly at me, so I puckered my lips and held them out. He kissed me a final time, then he got up and tucked me under the covers before taking his thermos with him out the door. I listened as his car pulled away, then I let the sandman lull me back into a slumber.
The next time I woke up, my stepmom was in the kitchenette making breakfast. When she saw me sit up, she smiled and said, “Well good morning, sleepyhead.”
“Good morning,” I yawned, then I pulled the covers back and scampered to the bathroom to pee.
When I emerged from the bathroom, I put a teeshirt on and joined her in the kitchenette.
“You hungry?” she asked, getting a cup down from the cabinet and setting it on the counter while I watched with a sleepy smile. She poured me a cup of milk and handed it to me, and I downed it in one gulp. I passed the cup back and she filled it again while I sat at the table and wondered how to broach the topic of my sexuality.
“Did dad tell you I was planning to talk to you about something today?” I asked her, and without taking her attention from the stove, she nodded.
“He texted me that you were wanting to tell me something,” she said, and I figured she knew what I wanted to say. “You wanna talk now? Or do you want to wait until we've had breakfast?”
“Can we have breakfast first?” I asked timidly, and she smiled at me.
“Whatever you're comfortable with, Casey,” she assured me. Then she reminded me, “No matter what, I love you.”
“I love you too, Miss Gina,” I said shyly. “Do you already know what it's about?”
“I think so, but I'd rather let you tell me yourself,” she said. “Do me a favor and get two plates down, will you?”
“Yes ma'am,” I said obediently, then I hopped up and did as she asked.
When breakfast was plated, we sat at the table and talked about anything but my sexuality. We talked about me taking a couple classes at the community college. I brought up maybe getting a job if my dad would let me, and she promised to talk to him for me. We even talked about me finally learning to drive. I have my learner's permit, but I've only driven a few times. I get nervous behind the wheel, but Gina does her best to try to get me to practice with her. Even if it's just in an empty parking lot. But she never pressures me.
At some point, I realized we were having a relaxing talk and I didn't have to come out to her. It was almost as if she were giving me the space to back out if I wanted to. So I took that space and made myself scarce once the breakfast dishes were done. Instead, I sent Leonard a text asking to see him. When he said to come over, I brushed my teeth, lubed up and donned some clothes. Nothing fancy – just a pair of black sweatpants and a plain white shirt, then I made a beeline for his trailer and got myself laid.
With my breath minty-fresh, I felt confident enough to initiate a makeout session with my stud. As soon as he closed the door, I moved in for a long French kiss that made my head spin. As our kiss progressed, I reached down and gave his large package a squeeze, hoping to move things along. Taking my signal for what it was, he broke our kiss. I smiled shyly at him and he responded by swatting my bubble butt and leading me to his bed.
When we got to his room, I scrambled out of my sweats and climbed onto the bed on my hands and knees with my ass sticking straight in the air. He tapped it with his dick, then he pressed the massive head up to my blooming entrance and I felt them melt through my pucker. I inhaled as he slid his dick up my butt, then I let out a long exhale and smiled over my shoulder.
“You feel so good, buddy,” he complimented me, and I responded by rolling my hips around so I could feel his cock stir inside me.
“You feel really good too,” I told him, then I playfully twerked so I could ride back and forth on his cock a few times. “Thanks for seeing me, Leonard.”
“You're welcome, buddy,” he assured me, then he rested his hands on my waist and started to thrust.
I could feel the waves of carnal energy washing over me in an instant. Every time his hairy pubic bone glanced off of my upturned rump, a cascade of nuclear level pleasure would spread through my body in all directions. Then he'd pull back and a different but equally delicious brand of pleasure would grip my body. Before I knew it, his deep cock strokes had me whimpering and mouthing gibberish while I bunched my fists around the bedspread and felt my toes curling.
By the time he wrapped up my early morning fuck, I had drool pouring out of my mouth and my boner was dripping with precum. The familiar, luscious heat of anal intercourse had long-ago shrouded my bits and my body was in a state of absolute satiation. I knew for sure that my ass had been completely dominated and thoroughly serviced, and I could call it a morning.
So when my stud wrapped his arm around my abdomen and buried his fuckstick up my ass, I was a contented bottom. I was barely aware of his orgasm as it unfolded inside me, adding his load to my cum repository while I cooed with sheer delight. When he pulled out, I felt the cool morning air pour into my gaped, satisfied hole and shivered. He plopped down beside me in the bed and I anxiously sucked him clean with a delirious smile on my face.
When I left his trailer, I was stunned to see that less than 15 minutes had passed since I'd arrived. There was a powerful band of heat swirling around in the seat of my sweatpants and my underwear were wet with Leonard's cum load in the back. Still, I was so satisfied that I practically floated to our lot on a rainbow colored cloud.
When I went inside, Gina was watching TV and drinking a cup of coffee. Her face lit up with a smile when she saw me and she patted the spot next to her. Still feeling the afterglow of my anal union with Leonard, I curled up at her side and let her hold me.
“Someone's got a big smile on his face right now,” she remarked, and I nodded. “Did you have a nice time?”
“Yeah,” I said, my voice husky. “Sorry I just split without telling you where I was going.”
“That's okay, buddy,” she assured me. “I figured you'd be back. We haven't had that talk yet.”
“What time do you have to go to work?” I asked, nuzzling my head into her shoulder.
“I leave at 1:15,” she said, then she rubbed my back. “You still having cold feet?”
“A little bit,” I admitted. Then I asked, “Are you sure it's okay?”
“I promise, hun,” she said. “I know you're daddy's little peanut, but I love you like you were my own.”
“I love you too, Miss Gina,” I sighed. “I'm telling you before I tell my mom.”
“That means a lot to me,” she softly said. “Take your time, buddy. I'll be here when you're ready.”
“Thanks,” I said, then I quietly watched TV with her until a commercial for the upcoming college baseball season made my ass shiver.
Needing to get laid again, I excused myself to the bathroom and hopped on Grindr to cruise for a top. As usual, there was a surplus of horny bottoms looking for a cock to ride, so I decided to lower my britches and take a few new pics of my face and asshole to add to my profile. Moments later, I got hit up by a black top looking for a whiteboy to breed. His profile said he was packing nine inches. Needless to say, I quickly agreed to meet him behind the 7-11 across the street so he could slide his monster up my ass and service it for me.
Before I left, I fingered a glob of Vaseline into my asshole and fixed my hair to make it look cute. Feeling a bit brave, I tied my shirt off at the midriff and dared myself to walk through the trailer that way. I figured I was coming out anyway, so why not?
When I emerged from the bathroom, I approached my stepmom to let her know I was leaving again.
“I'm going for another walk,” I said while she appraised my slutty new look. “I won't be gone too long.”
“Are you seeing a friend?” she asked, and I nodded in the affirmative as she ran her hand over my exposed midsection. She nodded back, then asked, “Do you think you'll be home for lunch? I'm making grilled cheese and tomato soup.”
“Yeah,” I said, my voice breaking with desire as I contemplated the fuck I was about to take. “I still want to talk to you.”
“About this?” she asked, lifting the knot in my shirt and letting it fall.
I nodded and she gave me a warm smile, then I beat a hasty path to see my anonymous hookup.
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If there was a scale of 1-10 for me to rate the passion of my lovers, I'd give Leonard anywhere between a 6 and an 8 depending on his mood. He always kisses me up and will usually eat my ass for me, too. But it's almost never just a pump and dump with him.
If I were to rate the ebony top I met for sex behind the 7-11 on the same scale, I'd give him a solid 2 at best. He was right where he said he'd be, wearing what he said he'd be wearing. His dick looked massive under his pants, just like he promised it was. It was curved like a banana, just like the pics he sent me on Grindr.
So I didn't bitch at all when I dropped to my knees and slipped my mouth over the end so I could gag myself on the trophy. He promised me nine inches of black cock, and he easily delivered for me. My lips were stretching tight as I frantically deep throated this King, swallowing his pole over and over while strands of spit hung from my lips and slathered his shaft. I could have stayed there all day, but I knew we had to move things along. So I reluctantly pulled off of him and scrambled to my feet so I could bare my ass and bend over for the main event.
I hooked the waistband of my sweatpants and hastily yanked them down, then I stepped out of them so I was nude from the waist down. With the cool outside air blowing over my bottom sized boner, I kicked my sweats to the side and held onto the building, spreading my feet so I could present my ass for fucking. With very little fanfare, my hung top slid his rod all the way up my ass, spreading it open with his massive girth and length. I felt a mix of pleasure and pain as it bullied its way through my second sphincter, then he bottomed out.
But the pain and discomfort were short lived.
He gave me a few seconds to get used to his size while he grabbed my waist and held it tight. It was just enough time for me to grind my hips in a circle while I moaned like a whore. The sound of moist friction filled my ears as his big dick churned in my ass, and I loved it.
I felt his hands tighten to the point that it felt like his fingertips were digging into my skin and pelvic bone, then he started to feed me deep thrusts of his cock. The first thing I noticed was the deep, abiding pleasure of anal sex as it wrapped itself around me like a warm blanket. The second thing I noticed was the sound of my asshole queefing as he fed me swift, powerful strokes that drove air into my anal orifice, then suctioned it back out on each outward motion. My little wiener was on fire, pulsing and throbbing like it never had before while spurts of pee shot from the end and splattered on the ground beneath me.
Before I could wrap my head around the overwhelming sensations that were coursing through my body, my back door caught fire and I was gripped by a fierce anal eruption. My entire body was consumed in a flash, sending me hurtling over the cliff of sexual release. My bladder jumped and a hot stream of pee coursed from the end of my sizzling boner while my rectal walls clamped down over and over around my anonymous lover's prick.
When he pulled out, I was in a haze of orgasmic bliss. I barely noticed that he wasn't inside me anymore, but a rush of outside air blowing against my fluttering ass lips snapped me out of my spell. I smiled over my shoulder just in time to see my ebony stud stroking his monster while I stood in a puddle of my own piss. His brow knotted, then he busted all over my ass cheeks, painting them with hot sperm shots while I let another shot of piss go from my own package.
Disregarding the piss I'd released, I knelt in front of him and sucked him clean while precum poured from the end of my little dick. I treated myself to swallowing his entire dick a few more times, then I lovingly put it away for him while he caught his breath.
When his pants were up, he reached down and mussed my hair while I bit my lower lip and gazed up at him through wild eyes. Then he took off without a word, taking a shortcut through the line of bushes to the street while I was still on my knees. Finally, I gathered my sweats and put them back on. They were drenched in pee, but I barely gave it a thought as I let out a long, satisfied sigh and sauntered back to the trailer park.
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When I got home, I made my way to the bathroom without a word. I knew Gina could see my drenched sweats and knew I'd pissed myself, but she didn't confront me. Instead, she waited until the bathroom door was closed, then she told me, “I'll bring you some clean clothes, Casey. Leave your sweats and undies on the floor and I'll take care of them for you.”
With that, I used a rag I found in the laundry basket to wipe myself up while my stepmom fetched me a new pair of sweatpants and some clean underwear.
When I was dressed, she took my pissy clothes outside. Luckily, she always goes to the laundry mat on Saturday morning, so they wouldn't be out there long.
When I came out of the bathroom, I blushed and thanked her for helping me, then I curled up at her side again.
“You okay, hun?” she asked. When I nodded, she said, “You've had quite a day, haven't you?”
“Yeah,” I answered. “Sorry for pissing my pants. I didn't mean to do that.”
“It happens to the best of us, buddy,” she assured me, wrapping me up in a hug. “You weren't gone very long.”
“I guess not,” I conceded in a small voice. Then I added, “It's kinda cold outside.”
“I'll put some soup on in a little bit,” she said, rubbing my back. Then she asked, “Did you see someone special?”
“Not really,” I told her. “It's someone I just met.”
“I see,” she answered warmly, then she casually played with the knot I'd tied into my shirt. “Is that what this was all about?”
I nodded.
“I dressed like this because I was going to meet someone,” I admitted. Then I blurted out, “It was a guy.”
“Oh yeah?” she said with a smile in her voice. When I nodded, she said, “Was it a date?”
“Kinda,” I explained. “I'm not dating him or anything, but... you know.”
“Just a friend then?” she clarified, and I gave her a warm smile.
“Sort of,” I said. “I'll probably see him again soon. Gina?”
“Yeah buddy?”
“Am I out of the closet now?” I asked in a small voice.
“I don't know,” she said. “Are you?”
“I think so,” I said quietly. Then, just to make it official, I told her, “I'm gay.”
With that, she tightened her embrace around my frame and rocked me while she rested her chin on top of my head.
“Thank you for sharing with me,” she said quietly. “I love you, buddy.”
“I love you too, Miss Gina,” I cooed, relieved to finally be out to my stepmom. “How do you think mom and Gary are going to take it?”
“I think they'll be glad to know,” she said. “No matter what, we all love you.”
“Thanks,” I said. “I'm coming out to them tonight.”
“If you need to call us to pick you up, you know you can,” she promised. “But I know how much your mama and stepdaddy love you, and I don't think you have anything to worry about.”
With that, she kissed the top of my head and held me close while I contemplated living my life as an out and proud gayboy. 🏳️🌈
