Step Up

My mum was an alcoholic and a bit of a man-eater. After my dad died, she had a slew of boyfriends that never lasted. She would break up with them after a few weeks, get really drunk and move onto the next one.

It continued for a decade, until Harold. He was apparently a keeper, because after only six months together, she asked him to move in.

Harold came with an unexpected bonus, and his name was Dave. Harold‘s son turned my life upside down.

There were many things I could say about my mother’s new boyfriend but he did treat her very well. Most of the time they were out of the house. He took her to nice restaurants, followed by drinks in bars and sometimes even clubs.

Whenever the house was empty, Dave would invite over random girls. A new one every time, actually he was a lot like my mom before she met his dad.

My father’s old study had been converted into Dave’s bedroom and the walls it shared with mine weren’t very thick. Each girl made a distinctive noise when he fucked them hard against the headboard. I'd have to put on my headphones with loud classical music just so I could study.

Dave didn’t seem to give a shit about decency. One evening, I crossed paths with him in the hallway as he made his way to the bathroom butt naked.

He left the door open and peed really hard into the toilet bowl. I couldn’t help but look at the sweat that travelled down his back and along the curvature of his perky bum. When he was done, he washed his hands and face before walking back, hardly acknowledging my existence.

Just before he stepped into his room, however, he turned around and said, “If you enjoyed watching me piss, would you like to see me fuck?”

I wanted to die of shame. Did he suspect why I’d been looking? Or worse, had mom outright told him without asking me first?

Ofcourse, I assumed he was joking but he left the door to his bedroom wide open. It didn’t take long for the girl to start moaning again as the sound of hips slapping against hips resonated through the empty hallway.

I couldn’t possibly take him up on his ludicrous offer, could I? Instantly, a million images of what the scene might look like flooded my mind.

As if in trance, I moved closer to the doorway until I was close enough to peek around the corner. Although I prefered to watch guys fuck other guys, this would surely be better than porn.

One, two, three and…

Holy shit! I could see Dave from behind, ramming into the girl doggy style. He held her long hair tight in his fist, as she moaned in pleasure.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away, and for an instant I wondered what it would be like to have a powerful creature like him fucking me like that.

That’s when his head turned. I was sure that he’d seen me from the corner of his eye and I quickly fled in terror. What could I possibly say if he asked why I’d actually taken him up on his crazy offer?

I was back at my desk when Dave strolled in uninvited wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants. He hadn‘t even bothered to put on underwear and his big dick swung freely behind the fabric.

He fell backward onto my bed and stared at the ceiling for a moment before saying, “From time to time, they let me fuck them up the ass. That way, I don’t have to bother with a condom and I can come inside them without worrying about consequences.”

Holy fucking shit, he did not just say that.

“I love watching an ass clench as it pushes out my cum. Pussies can’t do that.”

“Why are you here, Dave?” I asked, needing him to stop talking.

“You’re queer and a virgin,” he said, looking straight at me.

“How could you possibly know…”

“I do now,” he said with a beautiful smile that belied the vulgarity of his earlier statements.

“Please, I don’t want any grief. I get enough of that at school.”

“Oh, come on. Do you really think I’m that archaic?”

“Why are you here, Dave?” I repeated my earlier question.

“Well, I figured that it’s high time you get laid and I really enjoy fucking people up the ass. I think we can help each other.”

“Are you completely insane?!” I cried out. “You’re practically my step-brother.”

“Don’t be like that,” he said. “I know you’ve wanted me since the day I first moved in.”

His sheer arrogance was utterly infuriating but unfortunately he was right.

“I…I…”

“I normally don’t stick this into dudes,” he said, pulling down his sweatpants far enough to expose his dick. “but I’ll make an exception for my ‘almost’ bro.”

I honestly didn’t know what to say, I was too far out of my depth. My brain said “hell no” but my body told me to completely surrender to this beautiful fuck machine.

“Listen, let’s ease you into it,” Dave said. “We can start with a simple blowjob. I’m a bit rusty, I haven’t sucked dick since my high school experimental phase but I’m sure I can still make you come.”

I had a hardon throughout most of this insane conversation and the idea of my dick inside Dave’s mouth was making me dizzy.

The resistance of my logical mind was like a dam holding back a torrent of raw desire. That’s when my hormones took over and detonated the dam into a billion pieces.

As if possessed, I stood up and pulled down my pants. My dick bounced up from its prison and Dave dropped effortlessly to his knees in front of me.

First, he teased the tip of my hard-on with his pretty lips. It was utterly electrifying and he was surprised that I was already leaking precum onto his tongue.

Dave’s pupils dilated as he pulled my full length into his throat, triggering his gag reflex. I gasped out loud and instinctively grabbed his hair. He held on for a moment before pulling away, spit and precum running down his stubbled chin.

“You have no idea how horny choking makes me,” he said with a devious grin.

He did it again and my dick could hardly handle the exquisite feeling. I desperately tried to pull away but he grabbed my ass with both hands and kept me in place. The gagging noises continued, as saliva erupted from both sides of his mouth.

My legs were shaking violently as I came in bursts against the back of his throat. When my wet dick emerged from his mouth, the tears that streamed down his cheeks merged with the spit and cum that was slowly dribbling off the tip of his chin and onto the floor.

He laughed uncontrollably and said, “Holy fuck, that was intense!”

Wiping his mouth on the back of his hand, he stood up and left! For a second, I thought he wasn’t coming back but he quickly returned with a discreet black package.

“Do you know what this is?” he asked.

I felt my cheeks go red. Of course, I knew what an anal douche was. I nodded my answer.

“Good,” he said. “You have ten minutes to get ready and then I’m going to eat your ass until your toes curl before I fuck away your sanity.”

Holy shit, he was graphic! I couldn’t believe how much it turned me on. I’d already sold my soul to the devil, there was no going back.

As I swiftly showered, I was rock hard with anticipation of what was going to happen next. My asshole clenched and unclenched as I thought about how Dave was soon going to put his dick inside it.

“It’s been longer than ten minutes and my cock is getting impatient,” Dave called through the closed door.

I couldn’t take it anymore, his voice made me sex crazy. I tugged at my dick with a soapy hand.

“Dude, what’s taking so long? Shall I just come in and fuck you up against the shower wall?”

His words pushed me over the edge and I shot my load all over the glass door. This behaviour was so out of character for me. I was always the one who quietly jerked off when everyone was asleep and cleaned up with a tissue.

“I’m coming!” I said, laughing at the coincidental pun.

I dried myself off and wrapped the towel around my waist. At the last moment, I decided that I wanted to know what it felt like to not give a fuck and crossed the hallway butt naked just like Dave, the uncontested “god of sex”.