A few years ago, I’d had no idea that my stepfather and I would end up where we were now. One thing led to another, and suddenly he and I were closer than we had ever been, which was really saying something. I’ll start at the beginning though…

My real father died shortly before I was born. So my mother was struggling to take care of me all by herself for a few years. Then when I was three years old, she met and fell in love with Rocco. Tall, tattooed, handsome, hairy, muscular Rocco, a biker who was only twenty-five years old but was quite rich and able to support himself. He usually kept his head shaved, but was proud of his scruffy facial hair. Anyway, he willingly helped her to take care of me and developed feelings for her, and finally when I was five, they got married. For many years we lived happily, the typical fairy-tale family, with no huge worries…

But then when I was eleven years old, tragedy struck; my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. For about a year, she was in and out of hospitals for chemotherapy and radiation and all that jazz. The mayhem really took a toll on our finances, because my stepdad’s money supply was starting to diminish greatly. But the cancer finally went away after a while, and though we were now not as rich, it couldn’t take away our happiness. Or so we thought…

The cancer had only gone into remission, and six months after my mother was deemed cancer-free, it came back worse than ever. And though the doctors did everything they could to save her, it was no use. A few weeks before I turned thirteen, she lost her battle. Rocco and I were devastated. And although some had suggested that I be put into a foster home (Rocco didn’t exactly look the fatherly type), Rocco said he loved me as if I were his real son, and was determined to continue taking care of me, because it was what my mother would have wanted.

For a couple of years after my mother’s death, Rocco struggled to make ends meet; the upkeep of the house, making sure I had the necessary materials for school, food on the table, you know the deal. But it was hard for him to keep a job for long, mainly because of his delinquent biker appearance. So money was extremely tight for a while.

Then finally when I was fifteen, Rocco told me that he had finally found a very good paying side job, though he wouldn’t tell me what it was. But he wasn’t lying about it being good-paying; he started making thousands of dollars by the month, more than enough to pay the bills, feed the two of us, keep gas in the car, etc. He had enough money not only for us to survive, but also to really LIVE. I noticed that this new job usually required him to leave the house for several days at a time. But every time he returned, he had a nice fat check in his pocket for food, bills, cigarettes, weed, anything we needed or wanted.

It wasn’t until I was seventeen and Rocco was pushing forty (but still very good-looking for his age), that I finally found out what his side job was. At that age, I was of course already into watching free online porn. So I was home one night while my dad was out making money and browsing through Pornhub, when I accidentally clicked on the link to the gay porn. I was astonished to see Rocco on a thumbnail to a video, a still of him fucking another man, really hard judging by the painful but ecstatic look on the bottom guy’s face. Overcome with curiosity, I clicked on the video. Within the first few minutes, my dick was hard as a rock in my pants. I witnessed my masculine muscle bear of a stepdad passionately making out with a scrawny little twink, getting his nipples played with and his armpits licked and worshipped. Then he bent that guy over his knee and gave his ass one hell of a spanking.

As much as I kept thinking ‘This is wrong!’ I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen. My jaw dropped when Rocco finally took his pants off and revealed his cock, a thick, meaty twelve inches of beef, along with a set of huge, low-hanging, hairy balls. As Rocco was getting sucked off, I couldn’t take it; I pulled my pants down and began stroking my cock as the video went on, even more turned on by the fact that he was talking dirty in his deep, gravelly bass voice. Watching his cock plunge deep into the other guy’s throat, and finally into his ass. At first he went slowly, making love gently and passionately, the other guy moaning as the big dick slid in and out of his ass. But soon he turned into a beast, fucking him hard and rough, and now the guy was yelling in pleasure as his hole was torn up, and I was masturbating furiously, mesmerized by the sight of those huge balls slapping against that ass. Finally Rocco ejaculated onto the guy’s face, covering him with a geyser of cum. At the same time, I found myself cumming into my hand.

The video now ended, and I was in shock. I had just jacked off to a video of my stepdad fucking another dude. His side job was gay porn, I realized. And he REALLY knew how to fuck, so no wonder they were paying him so much. Still, I was a little horrified as I cleaned off my hand, lit up a cigarette, turned the computer off, and got into bed.

That night, I dreamed of him. I dreamed that the video was playing again, but instead of the guy getting paid to get fucked, it was me. I was worshipping my stepdad’s hairy chest, burying my face in his sweaty armpits, bent over his knee taking a spanking, on my knees sucking his cock and eating his hairy ass, on my back with his cock thrusting in and out of my ass…

I woke up, looked down at my pants, and they were soaked in my own cum. And I realized, I wanted to have sex with my stepdad. I was like the kind of guy in that video, scrawny with very little body hair, my head covered with medium-length blond hair, and kind of a “pretty” face. I was one of the kinds of guys that my stepdad was getting paid to fuck, and though I was a virgin (both with girls and guys), I kept imagining him fucking me just like that…

Throughout the school year, I couldn’t stop thinking about him; sometimes my grades would slip up accordingly, and I’d find myself daydreaming, thinking of the way he looked so sexy in a pair of tight jean clinging to his muscular butt, thinking of that beautiful monster of a cock. And since the first porno I’d watched of Rocco, I’d searched for more of his videos. I’d found several professional pornos starring him. Whether he was fucking a scrawny, sissy twink boy who took it like a bitch, or fucking a big, masculine bear like himself who took the dick like a man, he didn’t disappoint. I’d download his videos and occasionally jack off to them. I tried to save it for when he wasn’t home to reduce the risk of getting caught. But sometimes I just couldn’t help it; I closed my door and put headphones in so he wouldn’t hear or see anything. And I’d have those wet dreams every other night. Little did I know that he knew more than I thought he did…

Now it was my eighteenth birthday, a Friday in the middle of hot, humid July. The sun was starting to go down, and the party that had been going on all day was dying down as well. Rocco, my friends and I had spent the entire day having a cookout, playing games, drinking beers, smoking weed, and all that stuff, just having a whole lot of fun. I had gotten several gifts, including T-shirts of my favorite artists, several bags of weed, and (from Rocco), a brand new Cadillac. Now night was starting to fall, and my friends were going off to do their own things. It was shortly after 9:00 when everyone was finally gone, and Rocco and I were left to clean up the post-party mess. Still stoned and slightly drunk, I made to start cleaning up, but then Rocco stopped me.

“I think we can save the tidying up for tomorrow, Jesse,” he said with a grin; he was just as high as I was. “Why don’t you come up and smoke a joint with your old man?”

“Sure,” I said with a chuckle. With me, there was no such thing as “too much weed.” So we went in the house and went up to his bedroom, a large and spacious room with a king-size bed. At the moment, I didn’t realize how hot it was in there; apparently his air conditioner was off. But I was so stoned that I didn’t feel the change in temperature that much. We sat down on the bed and Rocco pulled out a nice fat joint and lit up.

Ten minutes went by of us passing the joint back and forth, talking and laughing. Then when it had finally gone out, I turned to Rocco.

“I really appreciate all this, Rocco,” I said. “You know, not just everything that’s gone on today, but taking care of me all these years.”

He had a hilarious grin on his face as he replied “It’s no problem, kid. I’ve grown to really like you like my own, ya know?”

“Yeah.”

“So how’d you enjoy your birthday?”

“It was great, man. Having all my friends here, and the presents.”

“That’s a pretty sexy car, ain’t it?” he said.

“Yep, one of the best birthday presents I’ve ever gotten.”

“Well,” he said, grinning even more broadly, “that’s only one present I’ve given you today.”

“Oh, you got me another present?” I asked excitedly.

“If you want, I’ll give it to you now,” he said. “I’ve been waiting until this very day to give it to you.”

“So what is it?” I asked.

“You don’t have to hide your feelings anymore,” he said. “You’re officially a man now.”

He put his hand on my shoulder as I gave him a puzzled look. “You don’t think to lock your door when you’re by yourself, do you?”

“What?” I said, taken aback. “What are you talking about?”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about,” he said. “I’ve seen you watching my pornos.”

I gasped, horrified. “No, I’m sorry, Rocco! I didn’t—”

“Calm down, son,” he said. “I ain’t mad at you. I like the fact that you like what you see. You’re crazy with lust for me. I’ve heard you moaning in your sleep, dreaming about me, dreaming about my big fat dick. Come on little buddy, admit it.”

As he talked, he began stroking my hair, and before I could stop myself, it finally spilled out of my mouth.

“I want you to fuck the shit out of me. I want your dick SOOOO bad!”

“See, now that wasn’t so bad, was it?” said Rocco, staring straight into my eyes with his own blue ones. Simultaneously, we leaned forward and began kissing tenderly, his bushy mustache and goatee brushing against my face. We were laughing softly as we kissed, and then he laid me down on my back and climbed on top of me.

“I think I’m gonna be THE best birthday present you’ve ever gotten,” he said. And he leaned down and began kissing me vigorously, our tongues wrestling around in each other’s mouth.

“Oh I want you so bad, Rocco!” I moaned.

He laughed and stopped kissing me, taking my face in his hands as he looked down at me.

“Tonight,” he said in a kind of authoritative voice, “you call me ‘Daddy.’”

He reached down and took my shirt off, and then his own. I stared hungrily at his hairy, muscular body.

“You sexy beast!” I gasped, and I reached up and began kissing him again. He lay on top of me, and his buff, furry torso felt so good against my smooth one. We were in a missionary position now and he was sort of dry-humping me, since our jeans were still on, but the sensuality of having this big beast on top of me was so awesome. I moaned heavily as our tongues wrestled, wrapping my arms around him in a tight embrace, and he rubbed and rocked his hips against my ass, and I could feel that hard slab that was his dick straining through his jeans, while I could feel my own dick pulsing with excitement. Breathing heavily, I could smell the manly pheromones coming from his body.

“Oh fuck, lay down, Daddy,” I panted. We rolled over and now he was on his back and I was straddling his hips. I leaned in and buried my face in his hairy muscled chest, rubbing my face up and down his torso.

“You smell so fucking good,” I whispered. “Oh my god, you smell sexy.”

“Yeah?” he said laughing, “Well I know what you’ll REALLY love the smell of.” And he raised his left arm, revealing his hairy armpit. “Go for it,” he whispered.

I leaned my face in close and breathed deep. The musty stink was too much for me. I completely buried my face into his pit, sniffing hard, enjoying the stink, trying to make my whole face smell like his pit.

“Oh fuck it’s so hot, Daddy!” I moaned. “You smell like a MAN!”

“Yeah, you like that man stink, little buddy?” he said, grabbing my head and rubbing my face all over his sweaty pit. “Take it all, boy!”

I don’t know how long I spent licking and sniffing his armpits, but I could hardly keep my face out of them! After a while though, I gave him another kiss.

“Oh God, I couldn’t get enough of that!” I panted.

“Yeah, I bet you want more!” said Rocco, smiling at me.

“Oh yeah, but first,” I said grinning. “I think I’ve been rather naughty. And since it’s my birthday, I’m in desperate need of a good spanking.”

“Ah,” he said, his eyes twinkling. “I think that can be arranged. Get those pants off, boy.”

Quivering with excitement, I stood up and took my jeans off, and Rocco slid up, sitting on the edge of the bed. I stood there in my boxers, my stepdad looking me up and down.

“You’re so fucking pretty, kid,” he whispered and extended his hand. I took it and allowed him to lay me lovingly across his lap.

“You’ve been a bad little boy, haven’t you?” he said, rubbing his big hands over my back.

“Yes sir,” I said excitedly. “I’ve been VERY naughty, Daddy.” I wiggled as he slowly pulled my boxers down, exposing my bare ass.

“Ooh yeah,” he whispered. “Such a pretty little butt. Bad little boys deserve to be punished, don’t they?” He began rubbing and fondling my butt cheeks, leaning down and kissing them.

“Yes Daddy,” I moaned as my ass was played with. “I REALLY need to be punished.”

“You ready for it, boy?”

“Punish me please, Daddy!”

His big, brawny hand landed with a loud smack against my ass. I squealed as it stung and writhed in pain. But I loved it.

“One!” said Rocco.

SMACK! “Two!”

SMACK! “Three!”

He kept spanking me, leaving stinging pains on my butt. And it was exciting me beyond anything I knew. Finally he gave me an eighteenth lick and said “Eighteen!”

I was wiggling around, moaning in pain and ecstasy.

“And one to grow on?” said Rocco, raising his hand again.

“No,” I moaned, shuddering. “How about a whole lot more to grow on? PLEASE KEEP SPANKING ME, DADDY!”

Rocco laughed. “Such a good boy, begging for Daddy’s punishment.” And for about another minute, he spanked me furiously, making me yell in pain. But the stinging on my ass and Rocco’s sense of domination had me so excited, and I was begging him to keep going!

Finally he stopped, and rubbed his hands gently against my butt cheeks, leaning down and kissing them affectionately. His lips felt cool against my burning butt; it had to be beet red by now.

“Oh thank you, Daddy,” I moaned. “I loved that SO much!”

I climbed out of his lap and starting kissing him deeply again, breathing heavily from excitement.

“Maybe I should spank you a little more often,” he muttered with a laugh.

“Anything you want, Daddy,” I said, and unable to help myself, I pushed his arm out of the way and worshipped his armpit once again, the smell getting me hornier by the second.

After a while I slid down and started on his furry nipples, and now he was moaning in his deep voice. That sound alone got me even more excited as I sucked, licked, and nibbled on them, tasting the sweat coming from his pores. I rubbed my hands against the front of his crotch, feeling the outline of the giant dick in his pants just begging to come out.

“Oh yeah, I know you want it, Jesse,” he said. And he stood up and began undoing his pants while I got down on my knees in front of him. Slowly I slid his pants and underwear down, and his cock sprung right out, pointing directly in my face. It was a beautiful sight; 12 inches of thick, veined, sweaty bear dick along with those big dangling balls.

“Oh Daddy, it so beautiful!” I said, reaching up and wrapping my hand around it. It was so thick, that my fingers could not reach all the way around. Even so, I began stroking it and kissing the head. He started moaning and growling softly, stroking my hair as I played with his cock.

“Come on, baby boy,” he growled. “Suck Daddy’s big bear dick.”

I leaned forward, opened my mouth, and started sucking, slowly and passionately. I never imagined his dick would taste so good! Back and forth I went, sucking in my cheeks so that my mouth was full of that delicious dick.

“Ooh yeah, baby,” he moaned. “Take it all, you naughty boy.”

I decided to push my limits and started taking more of him in. He was about 6 inches into my mouth when the head hit the back of my throat and I gave a small gag.

“Just relax, baby boy,” he purred. “Relax your throat, let me in.”

Opening my throat the best I could, I took a little more into my mouth. But his dick was so huge, and my mouth so small, that it was proving difficult to take without gagging. All that beef was cutting off my air and making me feel like I was going to throw up.

I pulled my mouth off his dick, coughing and gagging. He laughed.

“Maybe with a little practice, you can take it all,” Rocco said.

“Might be a while,” I chuckled. Deciding to take a break on his dick, I lifted it out of the way and stared greedily at his huge, furry balls. With my other hand, I caressed them gently, stroking and squeezing lightly.

“Oooh!” Rocco said, wincing slightly but grinning. “A little freaky there, ain’t ya, boy?”

“They’re so beautiful,” I whispered. I leaned in and started licking, running my tongue all around his hairy sack, inhaling the musky, masculine scent. I was so turned on that I started playing with my own dick now. Rocco continued to moan softly and talk dirty to me.

“Lick those big balls, boy,” he said. “That’s a good boy.”

I rubbed my face all over his crotch, letting the coarse hair tickle my face lightly, licking and tasting the sweat.

“Look up at me,” he growled, pushing my head back. I was now facing up at him and he grabbed his dick and started lightly slapping it against my face.

“Yeah, you like Daddy’s big bear dick?”

“Yes sir,” I moaned as that thick pole of beef hit my face over and over. “I love your dick so much.”

“Stick your tongue out.”

I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, and now he started slapping my tongue with his dick.

“Yeah, my baby boy loves his Daddy’s big dick on his tongue,” he said.

I started swirling my tongue around the thick mushroom head, making him moan even more.

“Oh, you do that so good, baby,” he groaned as I licked. I even went another step and tongued at his pee hole, tasting the sweet nectar of precum.

“It tastes so fucking good,” I moaned. “I want you to feed me a big load, Daddy.”

“Yeah?” said Rocco, still stroking my hair. “You want Daddy’s cum all over your face? You wanna taste it, baby boy?”

“Yes, please,” I moaned, and I took his cock back into my mouth and started sucking and slurping hard. Now I was desperate to take even more inches. Deeper and deeper I went, every now and then stopping to catch my breath. Rocco was moaning as I sucked him off, he was playing with his nipples, sniffing his armpits, and stroking my hair. Soon his moaning grew louder.

“Oh yeah, I’m getting close, baby,” he groaned. Now he started rocking his hips back and forth, pushing himself a little further in. Louder and louder he moaned and I felt his dick swell in my mouth.

“Oh it’s coming, boy! Oh yeah, here it comes! Oh, OH, OHHHH!”

He pulled himself out and pointed his dick right at my face. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue, and a second later, a geyser of hot sperm shot out, landing right in my mouth and all over my face. Rocco groaned as more jets of cum soaked me. I enjoyed every single jet, and his cum tasted so fucking good!

Once every drop had been expelled, Rocco pulled me to my feet. He leaned down and started lick his tasty juices off my face, scooping it into his mouth. I moaned as his long tongue brushed against my smooth skin; EVERYTHING my stepfather did was turning me on. Finally he locked his lips onto mine and we started making out again, swapping his cum back and forth, and rubbing our hands all over each other, squeezing nipples and fondling butt cheeks.

“Your cum…tastes so good…Daddy!” I moaned between kisses.

“Mmmm, I was saving it all for you, boy,” he replied. We made out for about another minute before he released me.

“Feel like eating my hairy butt, baby?” he asked.

“Oh yes, please,” I panted. “I want you to sit on my face, Daddy.”

He picked me up in his big brawny arms and lay me in the middle of the bed. He then climbed up and turned around. His firm, muscular ass faced me, and it was truly a sight to behold. I ran my hands all around his hairy cheeks. Slowly he lowered his ass onto my face, and I stuck my tongue out. He moaned loudly as I ran the tip of my tongue around the rim of his hairy hole.

“Oh yeah, that feels so good, baby! Yeah, keep doing that!”

As I continued licking his hole, he started grinding his ass on my face, reaching down and playing with my nipples. He rubbed his big hands along my scrawny body, massaging me. The excitement had me on the edge, and although my dick wasn’t being touched, it was pulsing as if I were about to cum at any moment…

Rocco grabbed my legs and pulled them up so that my ass was in the air. Holding them in place with his elbows, he used his hands to pull my butt cheeks apart and then he began to eat my virgin ass. I don’t know what was hotter: the feeling of his tongue sliding into my tight hole, or the feeling of his scruffy facial hair against my rim. Whatever it was, it was sending me into overdrive. I was moaning loudly, muffled through his bubble butt.

“Oh Jesse, your ass tastes so good,” he growled. “Let’s get this little hole ready for some big bear cock!” And then he slid one of his big fingers into my ass.

I gave a loud moan of pleasure as his finger slid in, and started moaning even louder as I felt him rubbing against my prostate. With the prostate massage, and his hairy ass in my face, I couldn’t hold myself back much longer now.

“Oh, that’s the spot, that’s the spot! Oh my God, keep doing that!”

I was giving high-pitched moans by now, almost like a girl. But I couldn’t help myself; the feeling was more than I anticipated, more pleasure than from even masturbating!

“Oh God I’m gonna cum Daddy, I’m gonna cum!” I squealed. My legs were shaking and he kept rubbing his finger against my prostate until finally, moaning like a bitch in heat, I felt sperm oozing heavily out of my cock and onto my belly.

“Yeah baby, cum for Daddy,” he said lovingly as he kept fingering me, now starting to stick a second finger in my ass. Now it was actually starting to hurt a little bit as my hole was stretched out. I moaned in pain as I continued to lick his ass, but I was overwhelmed with pleasure as he continued to rub his fingers against my prostate; I felt almost like I was in continuous orgasm. Then he added a third finger, stretching me out even more until those three fingers were in my ass to the hilt.

He pulled his fingers out of my ass and released my quivering legs. They fell back onto the bed, twitching. He then pulled his ass off my face and moved down, licking up the load of cum I had shot.

“Damn boy,” he said, smiling at me. “I never thought your cum would taste this good.”

Once he finished licking up the mess I made, he crawled back on top of me, positioning his hips between my legs. I could feel his long prick rubbing against the crack of my ass as he began kissing me again, dry humping me again. I ran my hands along his neck and back, kissing him and moaning…

“I want your cock in my ass, Daddy,” I gasped. “I want your cock so bad!”

“Oh baby, you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for this,” he said. “I’m gonna fuck you so good, boy. Yeah, Daddy’s gonna give you this dick REAL good.”

He reached over onto his bedside table and grabbed a bottle of lube and rubbed a decent amount all over his dick. I brought my knees up to my chest, pulling my ass up and puckering my hole. He started slapping his dick against my asshole and balls, making me moan even more.

“You ready for this bear cock, boy?” he asked.

“Yes, sir,” I said. “My ass is all yours.”

And with that, he began pushing his dick into my ass.

“Oh Daddy!” I moaned as that huge dick stretched my hole out. He rocked back and forth slowly, pushing himself deeper. I felt the inner depths of my rectum expanding, and although it was rather painful, penetration was too easy with the lube. My breath was coming in short gasps and groans.

“Relax, baby boy,” he whispered, looking down at me with a smile. And finally, he slid himself all the way in. That foot-long dick felt SO good, and he kissed me again.

“I love you, Daddy!” I gasped through his lips.

“Mmmm, I love you too, baby,” he said. And he began making love to me. He slowly pulled his dick halfway out before sliding back in, passionately, lovingly. We were kissing romantically, with more passion than ever as he humped me, and I was moaning in pleasure. His big hands were caressing my cheeks, and my arms were around him and my hands roamed his hairy back and fondled his muscular butt cheeks. He kissed and lightly bit my lips and neck as over and over again as he fucked me. I never thought that this gentle lovemaking would feel so good; I always thought the real pleasure came from getting fucked really hard. But the intimacy and sensuality my stepdad was showing was an ecstatic feeling. His buff, hairy body felt so good against mine, and our body heat was rising as we started sweating. I moaned and gasped, telling him I loved him. Now he was going a little harder, but still passionate. The bedsprings were now squeaking, and the headboard was banging against the wall. I kept talking to him, my voice higher in pitch from the pleasure.

“Oh God, you’re so BIG, Daddy! Oh yeah, more, more, more! Oh I love you!”

He then brought one of his arms up and planted his armpit on my face. Now with every gasp I was inhaling those musky, aromatic pheromones. Only now there was also the taste of fresh sweat to add to his masculinity. The pleasure was so great, I felt like this alone would make me cum again, especially since his hairy washboard stomach was rubbing against my cock.

We kept this up for about ten minutes; I was switching between licking his musty pits and kissing his lips, loving the way he was humping me.

“Turn over on your belly, baby,” he said, pulling his cock out of my ass with a pop. I flipped over, sticking my ass up for him. And he once again pushed himself in.

“Oh I love your tight little butt, Jesse,” he moaned. And he wrapped his big muscular arms around my head as he started fucking me again, kissing my ears and the back of my neck, stroking my hair gently.

“Oh, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy…” I moaned. “Go harder!”

Now he started bouncing his hips up and down. Our flesh was starting to smack together and I could feels his balls slapping my ass.

“Oh God!” I gasped. “Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me!”

He kept up this semi-hard fucking for a few minutes, and all the while, I was moaning and gasping for more. He was talking dirty to me in his gruff, sexy voice, still kissing my neck and ears.

“Come here,” he said, pulling me up with him with his cock still in my ass. I turned my head and kissed him again, while he rubbed his hands all over my torso, slowly humping my ass.

“Mmmm,” Rocco moaned. “I love you, baby.”

“I love you, Daddy,” I replied.

“Ohh yeah,” he said. “I think I’m ready to get a little rough now. You want Daddy to fuck you rough? Think you can take it?”

“Anything you want,” I sighed.

Rocco laughed and then bent me over. He smacked my ass hard a few times and then grabbed my hips. At first he went a little slow, but hard, his balls slapping my ass again. But then he started gradually picking up the speed and intensity. Likewise I was moaning louder as he went harder, faster, deeper, practically crying from excitement. I arched my back, poking my ass out to take everything he had.

“Come on, boy! Come on!” he yelled. “Take it! Take it rough like a bitch! Yeah!”

Now he was pounding me REALLY hard, and my moans had increased to full volume, practically screaming as he tore into me. My rectum burned with friction as over and over again he thrust full force.

“Oh, you’re an animal, Daddy!” I screamed. “You’re a beast!”

He laughed and growled as he reached under me and started squeezing my nipples hard, still fucking me furiously, and every now and then, he’d pull my hair. The pain was overwhelming me with glee as he carried on. Nothing felt better than this! I reached down and started pumping my dick feverishly. Sweat poured from our skin in floods and his hips slapped into mine, every time making a loud smack. It went on for ages until he finally pulled himself out. I collapsed on the bed, moaning loudly, twitching with pleasure.

“Let me ride you, Daddy!” I panted. “I wanna ride that cock!”

He lay flat on his back, his cock pointing straight up in all its beauty, and he grabbed the lube again and rubbed some onto his cock. I crawled over and squatted down, lowering myself onto his cock. Once I was all the way down, I leaned in and locked my lips onto his. We kissed tenderly as I began bouncing myself up and down, and he wrapped his arms around me, embracing me snugly. I moaned and he gave his seductive snarls of pleasure as we went, and I was kissing his flesh again, nibbling his nipples, licking his sweaty pits, inhaling the pheromones of his hairy chest. Harder and harder I rode his cock, straightening up and throwing my head back in euphoria, rubbing my hands all over his torso, feeling and gripping his rock-hard muscles, squeezing my ass around his dick. Likewise he rubbed my skin with his brawny hands. I was gasping and moaning and crying, screaming “Daddy!” and begging his to fuck me.

“Hold still a second,” he said as I slowed down for a moment. “Grab my shoulders and lift your hips up a little.” As I did so, he wrapped his arms tightly around my back. “Yeah, Daddy’s got you, honey.” He kissed me one more time.

“I call this the jackhammer, baby,” he growled. And with that, he began plowing his cock upward so hard and fast that I screamed in pain. But he didn’t stop, he just kept going. He pounded me so hard and deep that I could feel it in my belly.

“Oh God, oh my God!” I squealed. “Fuck! Yes! Yes! YES!”

Painful though it was, I couldn’t get enough of it! I was losing my mind as he pounded into me, squealing and moaning and screaming his name. Then he raised himself up and embraced me, kissing me so passionately that he was now biting my lips and tongue, and it was blissful euphoria, better than weed or alcohol. And I was hugging him close to me too, digging my nails into his back as he kept thrusting.

“Oh, I’m gonna take it home for you, baby boy!” he said, and we flipped around. I was on my back again and he was on top of me, kissing me and now fucking me as hard as he could. My legs were in the air, shaking furiously, starting to go numb. I clawed at his back as he drove his hips into my flesh, and the room was filled with the sounds of my moans, his growls, our sloppy kissing, the bed squeaking, the headboard banging the wall, and the wet slapping of skin. Drenched in sweat, hotter than I’d ever felt in my life, I started pumping my cock again. And this went on for nearly ten minutes before I felt his cock swelling in my hole. At the same time, I felt the tingling in my loins signaling that I was close to cumming too.

“Oh Daddy, I want you to cum in my ass!” I yelled. “Cum in your boy’s ass, please!”

“I’m gonna cum with you, baby!” he panted. “I’m gonna fuck a load right outta you!”

The last few moments were the most intense yet. Our fucking grew faster and our moaning grew louder and louder as we drew closer and closer to climax…

“I’m gonna cum, Daddy!” I yelled.

“Oh, I’m cumming too, baby!” he shouted.

And finally, with roars and screams of release, looking each other directly in the eyes, we came together. Jizz blasted out of my cock and all over me, and jet after jet of cum filled my ass. It was the most intense and powerful orgasm I ever had, and for a moment we were groaning and sighing in pleasure as our bodies spasmed. Panting heavily, Rocco lay on top of me, slowly humping my ass as our cocks began to soften. My whole body was twitching in the aftermath of my orgasm. After a few moments, the twitching slowed, and all that was left was us embraced tightly, completely drenched in sweat. Rocco looked down at me with a wide smile on his face.

“Happy birthday, son,” he said hoarsely.

“Oh thank you, Daddy,” I said, my voice returned to normal pitch, but throaty as well from all my screaming. “That was the best birthday present I’ve EVER gotten. I love you.”

“Mmmm I love you too, baby boy,” he whispered, leaning in and kissing me tenderly. He backed up slowly, and his limp cock popped out of my ass. With a loud wet fart, his cum squirted out of my ass. We both laughed loudly.

“That’s the sign of a well-fucked ass right there,” he chuckled. He reached over onto his table and picked up another joint and lit up. He and I smoked and cuddled, blowing smoke in each other’s face, chuckling softly and kissing lightly. He turned the AC back on, and though the cool air felt good against my skin, my stepfather’s body heat still felt better than anything. Cuddling snugly, we slowly drifted off to sleep, resting my head against his hard, furry chest, and I was happier than I’d ever been in my life. I could still feel his cum oozing slowly out of my asshole, and my torso was sticky with my own load, but it didn’t matter. I’d got what I wanted, and I hoped that it would continue like this. My stepfather and I were closer than we’d ever been…

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