My Stepbrother, Clark

THIS STORY IS FREE AND COMPLETED!

Rachel Butler:

Clark Garrett isn’t just my 30 year old step brother. He’s more. He’s much, much more. And when I say more I mean a whole lot.

Let’s get into it….

Clark’s work background is his most interesting quality. He’s been doing porn since he was 22 years old. I’m sure his father, my step dad knows about it but he just plays dumb. I’m even sure my mom knows it but we never talk about it.

But it’s hard to miss– or forget about.

My mom remarried when I was 13 years old to Clark’s dad, Thomas. That was nearly 5 years ago now. Thomas is alright, I guess he’s like a typical stepfather, normal, aloof, quiet. Clark’s mother is a partier– she left her husband and son when Clark was a baby to pursue a career in Los Angeles, California. But Thomas did his best on raising Clark without a mother.

I met Clark once, and that was when my parents remarried. At that time he was 25 years old and drunk and high off his ass at our parent’s wedding. He barely even said one word to me.

So if I said I knew Clark, or that he was remotely close to a brother to me would be a blatant lie. I don’t know the first thing about him besides that he does porn and ever since I turned 18 years old and started college, I’ve watched a few episodes.

I guess it’s like every typical step brother trope, you’re fascinated and even attracted to a man that is quite literally not your brother, and the fact that he’s a sexual deviant and likes fucking for fun and money doesn’t help either. It only makes him more enticing. Or maybe I’m just a horny 18 year old college student that has never seen a dick that big? Who knows but either way I liked what I saw on video.

Holiday break has just started– that means I’d spend two weeks at home, bored out of my mind, and surrounded by snow. I almost missed college by thinking about it.

But soon, it would no longer be just a thought, soon my train would come to a screeching halt and I’d be back in my hometown in Indiana and bored out of my mind along with horny.

I wasn’t well versed in sex but lately I’ve been interested in becoming well versed. I wanted to try new things– learn new things– do new things– and have new things done to me. I wanted to learn what I liked, and what turned me on. That’s why I started watching porn in the first place.

College boys were well you know—college boys. They liked one position mostly— doggy style and while I liked doggy style, I also wanted to be fucked by a man. But my options were slim– every guy on campus was a far cry from a man– they were mostly boys just learning their way through sex, hoping to get their dicks wet and cum. They didn’t care about pleasing a woman– and if they did, they weren’t very good at it.

I’ve slept with three guys total, and all of them were this year while in college. None of them totally wowed me or thrilled me. One even tried to eat me out, and he did an okay job at it but I had to fake an orgasm. I didn’t want to fake an orgasm. So, I resorted to watching porn, watching Clark fuck some beautifully proportioned woman on camera until she cried and screamed and squirted. God, I couldn’t even imagine squirting let alone cumming. I couldn’t imagine a man giving me that sort of relief.

And I also like the dirty talk in porn, guys in real life didn’t talk to you like that, at least not the guys I hooked up with. They grunted, moaned, or groaned but there was no dirty talk.

Porn helped me realize that I had a few kinks that would really turn me on. Among the few kinks that I discovered that I liked was dirty talking. I loved when a guy asked a girl liked being fucked, god was that hot. Oh, and being slapped on the ass, I loved hearing that sound and the adrenaline that sourced through your body after the brief wince of pain. Oh, and I think I kind of had a degradation kink too, I liked when the guy called the girl his little slut, or asked her if she could take his whole cock, or if she’d be a good girl. That stuff drove me over the edge. I liked when a guy changed positions, or when he held her arms down or pushed her legs apart. I liked seeing the guy grab and feel a woman’s throat, not like choking, just sort of a light domineering gag. Oh, and I loved seeing the guy cover the woman’s mouth to muffle her screams. I even liked the mask thing, the porno’s where the man puts on a mask and plays hide and seek inside the house, trying to find the female before he fucks her. God! I realized I had so many kinks and no one to explore them with, so porn would have to do – at least for now.

I needed to chill– this is a public train and I’m getting myself horny just thinking about it.

I’d be home in 2 stops, and I could lock myself in my room and get myself off then.

Oh, and did I mention I’d have the house to myself for a whole weekend? Tom and my mom decided to go out of town for a romantic getaway.

Jackpot.