Howard & Charlie
by David Heulfryn

 

Howard gently opened the boys’ bedroom door and watched Charlie as he slept on the bottom bunk. He was the only one in the room. Nick had been called to work to cover a shift, and The Twins were out with their friend Greg. Owen, well, no one knew where he was, but all Howard cared about was that he was also out of the house.

Charlie groaned and fidgeted in his sleep. Howard approached the side of his bed and crouched. He brushed Charlie’s fringe from his face and stroked his hair. Charlie seemed to react to the touch.

Howard slid his other hand beneath Charlie’s duvet and ran his fingers up his leg. He could feel the hairs as they became more dense the closer he got to his crotch. Charlie slept in briefs, and Howard cupped his balls through the fabric. Charlie’s cock was hard and pressed against his hip. Howard released Charlie’s balls and rubbed the outline of his cock through his briefs. Charlie groaned and squirmed as he gradually woke. Howard saw his eyes flutter and leant down and kissed his stepson. Charlie’s jaw slacked, and Howard was allowed to push his tongue inside his mouth. Both men now groaned, and Howard pushed his hand down Charlie’s briefs and gripped his hard and clammy cock.

“Come to my bedroom,” Howard said as their lips separated. He pulled back Charlie’s duvet to expose his body. Howard shuddered. He wanted that body; he wanted to feel his hard muscles beneath the taut skin. He wanted to feel Charlie’s cock between his lips, and he wanted to bend him over and lap at his hole, to push his tongue inside and prepare the young man for his cock.

“Where is everyone?” Charlie rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

“Out. They are all out. I want you so bad, Charlie. Your mum has been away far too long. I need a release.”

“You horny fucker.” Charlie said as he sleepily got out of bed and followed his stepdad into his bedroom.

Howard pulled off his shirt and unbuttoned his slacks as they entered the master bedroom. They fell to his feet, and he kicked them off.

Charlie grabbed his shoulder and turned him around. He lunged forward, pressing his mouth to his and grabbing the hard bulge in his briefs. Their tongues played with each other, and their hands played down below, pushing the other’s briefs down to expose two very hard cocks.

Charlie dropped to his knees and breathed in Howard’s cock. This was no leisurely and sensuous blow job. This was lust.

“Of fuck, Charlie. You suck much better than your mum.” Howard groaned as he thrust his hips forward, trying to get more of his cock into his stepson’s mouth.

He held Charlie’s head, guiding it as he slurped on his cock. It wasn’t long before Howard felt his balls ache, and he shot into his stepson’s mouth.

Charlie swallowed and kept sucking, teasing more cum from his stepdad’s cock and when drained, he licked the hard cock clean.

Howard didn’t lose his erection. This was the first blast of what he hoped would be several. But he did need a little time before he could go again. Howard pulled Charlie off his cock and threw him on the bed. He pulled his legs apart and lay between them, his face in Charlie’s crotch, sucking in one of his testicles as his hand stroked his cock, which leaked over his hand. Charlie groaned as his ball popped from Howard’s lips, and he sucked in his other ball. Howard could feel Charlie’s cock against his forehead as he sucked and soaked his balls. He could feel Charlie leak and smear cum in his hair.

Charlie thrust his hips upward. He needed something; he needed his stepdad’s lips on his cock. Howard released the testicle from his mouth and slurped in Charlie’s damp cock. He tasted the precum and swallowed. He could feel Charlie’s cock throb against his lips as it pumped out its clear and sticky fluid.

“Make me cum, Daddy!” Charlie called out.

Being called ‘Daddy’ made his cock lurch and instantly recover from its recent orgasm.

Charlie grabbed Howard’s head still and thrust his cock in and out of his mouth. It was frantic; Charlie was desperate to cum. He face fucked his stepdad and began to sweat.

Howard’s vocalising was garbled, and Charlie spat out expletives. “Fuck!” He gasped, “Shit! Take it, Daddy.” Howard gargled on Charlie’s cock as it forced its way down his throat.

Howard wasn’t going to be some passive participant. He pushed his hand beneath Charlie. He extended a finger and stroked Charlie’s hole each time he pulled his cock from Howard’s mouth. His arse was sweaty and sticky. Howard’s finger effortlessly slipped inside.

Charlie squealed each time he felt the finger penetrate him. His cock throbs at the anticipation of something bigger replacing the finger. It sent him over the edge, and he flooded Howard’s mouth.

Howard gagged on the cum but quickly got his throat under control and swallowed. He hated wasting a drop of his stepson’s cum; he loved the taste, the viscosity as it coated his tongue.

Charlie collapsed, his muscles relaxing as he sunk into the mattress. Howard still held his cock between his lips, sucking the cum from his knob, not allowing a single drop to slip from between his lips. His finger was still inside Charlie’s arse. He wiggled his finger, pressing his prostate and teasing out one last drop of cum.

Howard finally let Charlie’s cock slip from his lips. It was slowly softening, and Howard caressed the damp, fleshy tube to prevent it from getting too soft. Beneath him, Howard’s cock was aching. Howard pulled himself up Charlie’s body, kissing his way until he reached his lips. They kissed, Howard pushing his tongue into his stepson’s mouth. Charlie groaned into Howard’s mouth, and they both began to grind their hips against each other. Spit was swapped between them as their tongues duelled, some dribbling onto their chins. The sound of slurping slopped around the bedroom. But beneath him, Howard’s cock was feeling ignored; no amount of grinding against Charlie could satisfy it. But Howard knew the longer he made his cock wait, the better he would feel.

Saliva still connected their lips when Howard pulled away. Charlie’s chin was soaked, and his face pleaded with Howard, he wanted to be fucked. Howard flipped Charlie over and kissed down his spine. He held onto his fleshy buttocks and smiled to himself as he slowly spread them, allowing his pink pucker to be revealed.

Howard blew on Charlie’s wrinkled hole, causing him to giggle as it tickled. He giggled louder and writhed as Howard licked his hole. He lapped up the sweaty arse, enjoying the taste of musk. Charlie pushed his hips back, eager for his stepdad to probe his hole. Howard prodded Charlie’s hole, teasing him but not penetrating.

“Fucking hell!” Charlie screamed into the pillow, “Fuck me, Daddy!”

“Don’t yell at me!” Howard slapped his stepson’s fleshy arse. “I’ve brought you up better than that.” He slapped his arse again.

Charlie groaned, “Sorry, Daddy. Please fuck me.” He begged. Beneath him, his cock was now throbbing.

“That’s better, but you’ve been a naughty boy.” Howard slapped his stepson’s arse again; harder this time, he left a red handprint on Charlie’s pale buttock.

“Oh, Daddy. I said I’m sorry. Please don’t spank me.” Charlie said but was grinning into the pillow.

Howard kept slapping Charlie’s arse. Both their cocks throbbed each time his hand hit his skin. Charlie was now groaning, his arse getting red and sore. They both liked to play this game. Charlie was never a bad boy, but he wanted to role-play he was.

“I’ll be good, Daddy.” Charlie pleaded. “I’ve learnt my lesson.”

“I hope you won’t be causing me more trouble. I don’t want to have to tell your mother what a bad boy you’ve been while she’s away.”

“Please don’t, Daddy. I’ll do whatever you say.”

Howard stopped slapping his stepson and started to rub his red cheeks. “Anything?” He grinned at his stepson’s naked body.

“Anything, Daddy. I promise.”

“Okay, son.” Howard smiled. “Now on your knees and pint your naughty arse at me.”

Charlie leapt onto his knees. His legs were spread, and his hard cock and loose balls swung between his legs. He reached for his cock to tug it.

“Get your naughty hand off your naughty cock.” Howard slapped Charlie’s arse again.

“Sorry, Daddy.”

Howard saw Charlie’s balls swinging between his legs. They looked delicious. But he didn’t want to taste them this time. Instead, he slapped them.

“Oomph!” Charlie was shocked as he felt the pain in his balls. His arms collapsed, and he grunted into the pillow, his arse still raised and pointing at his stepdad. This was new. Howard had never abused his balls before. He wasn’t sure that he liked it. But he did enjoy what happened next.

Howard caressed Charlie’s loose balls, rolling them around his fingers and holding them in his palm. Charlie groaned; it felt so good, and his cock leaked.

“Is there anything you want to ask me?” Howard cooed.

“Yes, Daddy. I would like you to fuck me. Please, Daddy.” Charlie begged.

“How do you want me to fuck you?”

“Hard, Daddy. I like it when you fuck me hard. Show me how much you love me.”

Howard pulled Charlie’s cheeks apart and spat at his pink pucker. It twitched in anticipation. Howard placed the tip of his cock against Charlie’s hole, who groaned at the intimate touch.

Charlie braced himself. He knew what was coming, and his cock throbbed as he waited. He didn’t know when Howard would do it, but it would happen eventually.

This time, Howard waited longer than usual. He needed to let his cock calm down a little so he would blow his load. But he was now ready and gripped Charlie’s hips.

It took a brutal and violent thrust, and he pushed his cock deep into his stepson. Both men grunted as Charlie’s arse swallowed Howard’s entire cock. Charlie’s cock throbbed.

“Fuck, fuck!” Charlie groaned as his cock exploded and spewed cum over the bedclothes. Howard moaned as Charlie’s arse throbbed against his cock.

Now that Charlie had cum, Howard started to fuck his stepson.

He fucked him hard. Each thrust pushed Charlie into the mattress and made him grunt. Howard hammered his stepson.

Howard came quickly; he needed another release. He kept his erupting cock inside Charlie as he ground his hips into his buttocks. But he wasn’t finished yet. He had got the urgent need out of his balls so he could now enjoy leisurely fucking Charlie.

After pulling his cock from Charlie’s arse, he turned him over, lifted his legs onto his shoulders and guided his still-hard cock back into Charlie’s slimy chute.

Both men groaned as Howard slowly entered Charlie. He leant forward and passionately kissed his stepson on the mouth. Charlie opened up and allowed his stepdad’s tongue into his mouth.

Howard ground his hips again, moving his cock inside Charlie, and then he slowly pulled out and pushed back in again. Howard slowly and gently fucked his stepson.

Charlie reached down and grabbed his sock and slimy cock. He stroked himself as he was being fucked. He soon hardened and released it, letting the rigid tube of flesh lie on his belly, oozing precum as Howard’s cock rubbed against his prostate.

“Fuck, Daddy! I’m going to cum again.” Charlie gasped and looked into Howard’s eyes.

Howard leant forward, and they kissed again as Charlie’s cock spewed cum between their bellies. Howard gasped as his cock also lurched and spewed cum into Charlie’s hole. Both men had cum again.

Howard flopped onto Charlie, exhausted, and rolled off, his cock slipping from Charlie’s hole, releasing a stream of cum from his arse and onto the bedsheets.

They lay panting, catching their breath.

Charlie recovered first and turned his head to look at his stepdad. “Well, I’m not going to let you get away with this.”

Howard frowned, wondering what he meant.

“You can’t chew out The Twins for soaking their bedclothes in cum and not follow your own rules.”

Howard chuckled. “It’s not all mine, Charlie.”

“Yes, but you are the one that caused it all, so you’re going to clean it up.”

“I guess I’m washing my bedclothes today then.”

Charlie laughed. “I do love you, Dad.”

“I love you too, Son.”

 

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