Page 31 of Puck My Stepbrother
An enormous groan erupted from Quinn, the kind that could only come from someone whose cock had never experienced the warmth of someone else’s mouth. I swirled my tongue around the head, using my free hand to stroke Quinn’s length.
And then I took my stepbrother-to-be completely into my mouth. I stroked my hand up and down Quinn’s now-wet length and reveled in the panicked sounds of his labored breath. I rolled my eyes upward, wanting to watch him, longing to see his reaction. The sounds he was making told me I had him in the palm of my hand. I wouldn’t let go until I wanted to.
Now his breathing sounded choppy.
“Stop, stop,” he said, but I kept going. “Stop, I’m gonna come.”
And I stopped, but only because I wanted Quinn to go the distance with me.
I pulled him out of my mouth and looked up at him again.
“That’s fine,” I said. “Besides, yours isn’t the only cock in the room that needs attention.”
I stood up straight and dropped my pants right to the floor, boxers and all, letting my already hard dick point straight at him.
“Get on your knees, baby,” I said.
Quinn paused.
“Get on your knees. Don’t make me tell you again.”
Authority slipped into my voice, and Quinn did as he was told.
So I brought my meat to Quinn’s mouth and brushed it against his moist, sexy lips before slipping it past them. Then I gasped. Not gonna lie, the feeling of his warm mouth was fucking incredible. Maybe I’d dreamed of what it would be like for so long that the real thing was bound to exceed my expectations.
I pushed my cock deeper into his throat until he choked and gagged, forcing me to withdraw.
“That’s okay, baby,” I said. “Happened to me the first time I sucked cock, too.”
Quinn poised himself before taking my cock into his hand once more and drawing it into his mouth. I closed my eyes, head thrust back, and pushed it in and out of his mouth.
“That’s it, baby,” I said. “You’re doing great. That’s really good, nice and slow. In and out.”
Before long, I couldn’t take it so slowly anymore. Quinn’s mouth felt insanely good, silky and warm, unlike any other I’d ever entered. Normally, I didn’t come from blowjobs, not unless the person giving one was a total master. Quinn, without knowing it, was on the brink of doing what few others could.
I pulled my shirt up over my head and threw it on the floor. Then I pulled Quinn’s shirt off and dumped it over mine. When I drew him in close, our bodies pressed together and I sealed my mouth over his, tongue diving in nice and deep. Then I spun around, bent him over, opened his ass cheeks wide, and slipped my bare cock in and out of his ass cheeks.
The tingling sensation that brought to my dickhead made me gasp, and I smiled at the feeling. Then I smiled wider, thinking of what would soon happen. I cupped his ass with both hands,squeezing and kneading his cheeks, wanting to prolong our pleasure for as long as possible.
“You ready to take some cock?” I asked.
“Yeah.”
“I can’t hear you, Quinn. I asked, are you ready to take some cock?”
“Yeah.”
“What’s the magic word, Quinn?”
“Give me your cock,please.”
“That’s a good boy.”
I took a bottle of lube from the drawer, squirted a generous blob onto my hand, and slathered it over the entire length of my cock. Then I eased my greased finger into Quinn’s tight little asshole and listened to him moan like a symphony. Once I’d loosened him up a little, I pushed my finger back and forth. Judging by the sounds of pleasure coming from my stepbrother-to-be, he wanted my cock in the worst way.
So I positioned myself behind him, bringing one hand down hard onto his ass cheeks, and a cracking sound reverberated throughout the room. He cried out, but I wanted the sting to distract him from what was about to happen.
I opened his ass cheeks and slid my cock in until the head met his asshole.
