Page 91 of Hey, Stepbro

"Thanks, babe. You were my inspiration out there. Now let's enjoy this pizza before it gets cold."

We walk hand in hand toward a spot that offers a perfect view of the football field where I played my heart out. The moon casts a soft glow on the grass, making the scene feel almost magical. As we sit down side by side, Blakely opens the box to reveal a steaming pizza topped with gooey cheese and all our favorite toppings.

"This looks…amazing."

"Go ahead, dive in," Blakely urges, plucking a slice from the box and handing it to me.

I take a bite, the stringy cheese stretching deliciously between my teeth and the crust. The warmth of the pizza fills my mouth, and I let out an appreciative groan. "I’m gonna nut."

"Right?" Blakely takes a bite of his own slice. We eat slowly, savoring each mouthful and the sensation of being together at this moment.

As I wipe the grease from my fingers, I laugh. "I probably shouldn't be eating pizza during football season, huh?"

Blakely grins and shakes his head. "You've earned a break." His hand finds mine, giving it a light squeeze.

"Thanks." It's moments like these that remind me how lucky I am to have someone as supportive and loving as Blakely in my life.

Without warning, he leans in and presses his lips against mine, his hands slipping around my neck. The kiss is slow and sweet, and I find myself melting into it, my arms wrapping around his waist. He pulls back slightly, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Let me show you how proud I am."

"Oh, really?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

"Absolutely."

Blakely climbs onto my lap. Our lips lock again, this time more passionately, as he grinds against me, my body responding immediately to the friction. My hands slide up his back, pulling him closer as our tongues dance together, exploring one another.

"Blakely..." I breathe out between kisses, my desire for him growing with each passing second. Even after all this time, the intensity of our connection still catches me off guard.

"Trust me. Tonight, we celebrate everything you've achieved. And I promise, it'll be a night you won't forget."

"God, you're so hot." My hands eagerly grip his ass. The sensation of his soft yet firm flesh in my palms sends a thrill through me, and heat rises between us.

"Really?" The playfulness in his voice only making him even more irresistible to me.

I look him deep into his eyes. "You drive mecrazy."

Blakely bites his lower lip before pulling back and starting to unbutton his jeans. He lowers them enough to expose his cock and ass, leaving me momentarily breathless at the sinful sight before me. His hand reaches for mine, guiding it to his exposed ass cheek.

"Touch me," he pleads with a sultry look in his eyes, his voice dripping with desire. "I want to feel you."

I swallow hard, my heart stuttering as I caress his ass, the skin smooth beneath my fingertips. My mind races with thoughts of all the things I want to do to him, our bodies tangled together in passion and love.

"Blakely..." I manage to choke out, my voice thick with emotion. "You turn me on so much.

"Fuck," Blakely moans, gripping my bicep. "I need you inside me."

His words send a shiver down my spine, and I can hardly believe this is actually happening. I nod, my throat tight, too choked up to speak.

"Let's get these off, then." Blakely's fingers deftly unzip my jeans, exposing the straining fabric of my boxer briefs.

"Are you sure?"

"More than anything," Blakely replies, his eyes filled with love and determination. "I trust you."

With his help, we discard our remaining clothes, leaving us both naked under the moonlight. The cool breeze caresses my skin, but it's nothing compared to the heat that radiates from Blakely's touch.

"Here," he murmurs, grabbing some lube from his discarded backpack.

As I squirt the lube on my cock, my mind races with anticipation. "Ready?" I position myself at his entrance.

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