Chapter 1
When Robbie woke up on Sunday morning, he was feeling really horny. That annoyed him so much, that he groaned loudly, covering his face with the pillow. Lately, he had been hornier than usual, and he didn’t know what to do about it. His parents caught him watching porn over a month ago with the spy software that he didn’t know they had installed, and now he was grounded from using the internet and they had taken his phone away.
It was the winter break, and Robbie knew that he wasn’t going to see his friends anytime soon, and having no option to look up online if being this horny was normal when you were eighteen-years-old or any way of texting his buddies to ask if this was happening to them as well, all he could do was jerk off as much as he could and hope for the best. Last night he drained his cock three times in a row, but that somehow made him feel even hornier.
“Oh well,” he said, and he pulled down his boxers and grabbed a hold of his hard-as-a-rock cock and started stroking it under the covers.
He closed his eyes, and tried to suppress his moans as he tugged and pulled and squeezed his balls to make himself climax. That’s why his heart dropped down in his stomach when someone knocked on the door of his bedroom, and his step-father’s head poked inside his bedroom.
“You awake buddy?”
“Dad!”
Robbie’s step-dad, Pete, figured the situation out pretty fast, and he turned his head away to let his step-son compose himself.
“Sorry,” said Pete. “I didn’t mean to startle you like that.”
“You know, you could’ve waited after you knocked,” said Robbie, and he knew that he could fry an egg on his face at that moment. His pale cheeks flushed really brightly when he was embarrassed. “What do you want?”
“Don’t take that tone with me,” said his dad, his face getting serious. “Your mother’s asking if you’re ready. She’s leaving for church in thirty minutes.” Robbie groaned again, and Pete raised his eyebrows in astonishment. “Something wrong with that, son?”
“No,” said Robbie, but he wasn’t happy. “I’ll be down there in a few.” His step-dad started closing the door, but then Robbie noticed that Pete wasn’t ready for church so he shouted: “Wait, dad!”
“What is it?” Pete asked, opening the door a bit more.
“Why aren’t you ready for church?”
“I am not feeling good today, so I think I’m going to stay home,” said Pete.
“How come you get to stay home? I don’t want to go either.”
His step-father looked at him for a long time, and Robbie just shook his head in defeat; at least his cheeks weren’t flushed any longer. “Fine, fine… you’re the adult. I’m the kid. As long as I live under your roof, I have to abide by your rules. Blah, blah, blah… I can’t wait until I’m out of high school and off to college!”
“Don’t raise your voice at me,” said Pete, and he closed the door behind.
Robbie was even more frustrated now than he was before, especially since his step-dad caught him right before he was about to shoot his load. He couldn’t believe that now he would have to go to church and waste the next few hours singing boring hymns and listen to the even more boring sermons by the pastor who seemed to enjoy nothing more than telling people how they were going to end up in hell if they didn’t do exactly what he said. How was that not biased?
Robbie got from under the covers. He was six-foot-one, lean and athletic from spending most of his puberty being on the track team in his school. He had pitch-black hair, brown eyes and a very handsome face. He knew it because the girls in his class were not shy in telling him that. Most of his friends though, didn’t know that he was still a virgin. Sure, he had Kelsey suck his dick on a few occasion, but he still hadn’t gone ‘all the way’ with any girl. It wasn’t like he didn’t have the opportunity. But every time he was about to do it, he got scared and in his head, and seemed to not be able to get hard. But Kelsey told everybody that she fucked him, and he wasn’t going to go around school and tell people that she was telling lies. And in a way, he did fuck her—he fucked her face really good. Kelsey loved his cock. She told him so. That made Robbie feel like a king.
With thoughts like this, he felt his cock getting hard again and he rolled his eyes, and got into the bathroom that was attached to his room, stripped, and got into the shower. He turned the cold water and he almost shouted as the freezing splash collided with his body. His nipples were instantly hard, and he shivered, but he needed to cool off in every sense of the word, and taking cold showers wasn’t something that he was a stranger to; the water in the school showers was never warm enough for everybody.
“You’re welcome,” said his step-dad’s voice, and Robbie almost slipped and fell because he didn’t hear Pete walk into his bathroom. He never locked the door, because he knew that no one would ever walk in here while the water was running. Apparently, that wasn’t the case.
“Jesus Christ, dad, I’m naked!”
“Maybe I should reconsider my decision,” said Pete, as he leaned against the door to the bathroom. Pete Walsh was six-foot-two, lean and athletic because he still went to the gym four times a week even though he was forty-two, but unlike Robbie, he wore glasses and had a very thick and full beard. His eyes were piercing-blue, but his hair and beard were the same pitch-black like his step-son’s. They didn’t look much alike, but most people always assumed that they were related. “You are taking the name of the Lord in vain, Robbie.”
“What do you want?” Robbie asked irritated. “I will be down in a second, I said.”
“No need,” said Pete. “I told your mother that you weren’t feeling good either. She and your sister are getting in the car as we speak. Something about free donuts and coffee before the service.” His sister, was actually Pete’s daughter, so she was in fact only Robbie’s step-sister, but they had grown up together. Robbie’s mom married Pete when Robbie was only two-years-old and Ronnie was just one. Ronnie’s mom had died from childbirth complications, and Robbie’s biological father had left him and his mom before Robbie was even born. Even though Robbie considered Pete for all intents as purposes as his only real father, he couldn’t help but wonder if his biological father ever regretted leaving him and not getting to know him.
Robbie turned off the shower. “Are you pulling my leg?” he asked. He suddenly forgot all about being naked in front of his step-father as he reached for the towel. “You really lied on my behalf?”
“I figured we’d punished you enough by taking your phone away and cutting you off the internet,” said Pete, and he shrugged. Pete was wearing his pajama bottoms and a black tank-top. “So, I decided to be cool and give you a break.”
“Thanks, dad,” said Robbie as he wrapped the towel around his waist. “I really appreciate it.”
“Not so fast,” said Pete. “You will have to come with me.”
“I thought you were not feeling good,” said Robbie, looking at Pete while he removed his wet hair off of his face. “Where did you want to go?”
“I don’t want to go anywhere,” said Pete. “Your mother is still freaked out after the whole pandemic, and she thinks that since we’re both not feeling good, we should go up to the cabin for a few days, so we don’t get her and your sister sick.”
“Ugh, I don’t want to go up to the cabin,” said Robbie. “And we’re not really sick. At least I’m not. Are you?”
His step-father didn’t answer that, but his face was serious. “Do you have anything else better to do? Because if you do, I can just go and tell your mom that you’re feeling good after all, and that you can’t wait to join them to go to church.”
“No, no,” said Robbie. “I’d rather go with you.”
Pete smiled. “That’s what I thought,” he said. “Pack a few essentials, and we will hit the road. It’s not snowing right now, but we don’t know how long that’s going to last and I want to get there before the weather turns for the worst.”
“Fine,” said Robbie. “Now, can you please leave so I can put some clothes on?”
His step-father looked at him, and then he turned around and exited the room. Robbie wasn’t looking forward to this at all, but he hoped that Pete would at least let him play PlayStation at the cabin; they had one there, and there was internet connection, and if his dad was really giving him a break, he might even let him get connected to the internet and play with his gaming buddies. And that was better than being stuck at home and pretending to be entertained by reading and getting horny every ten minutes.
Robbie unwrapped the towel from around his waist and started drying himself off, thinking what to pack for the trip.
