What a coincidence… Over the past few weeks, one of our member, Enzo, wrote 3 hot sex stories about a step-dad having sex with his step-son. Well today, MEN is launching an amazing scene about a hot muscle step-dad destroying his step-son’s ass and throat in the family garage. I have to be honest, I could not keep my pants buttoned up while watching the scene…The dad (Dirk Caber) is totally the type of daddy I enjoy in my ass!
So I asked the guys at MEN if A4A members could have a special Easter promo for you to be able to watch the full scene and they offered Their $1 Unlimited Trial only for you guys. So hurry up and check out the scene and many more scenes for $1 (Usual price is $19.95).
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I know I’m insane to be doing this, but here I am jacking off and licking my step-dad’s chest while he is passed out in his bed: The bed my mother slept in up until she left Mitch and I last month for some guy in Utah. I know it’s wrong on so many levels, but I’m getting close to shootings and can’t stop.
My eyes are locked on the growing bulge in Mitch’s white boxer briefs. I move to rub his crotch when he wakes with a gasp and grabs the back of my head before I know what is happening. He holds my head against his chest as his eyes slowly focus on me. I can’t bring myself to take a breath.
“Kevin?” Mitch mumbles, sounding somewhat like an accusation rather than a question. “What the fuck are you doing?”
It’s been two weeks since my step-dad walked in on my buddy giving me a blow job and he still hasn’t said a word about it. I’m not sure what to make of it, but he doesn’t seem to give a shit.
It’s 3:00 am on a Friday night and I’m laying here in bed on top of my sheets, trying not to think of my step-dad, Mitch. Thinking about him makes my dick hard, but I can’t shake the image of me running my hands down his ripped, furry chest. Mitch stayed out late tonight with his buddies, probably at some bar, but I heard him come home over an hour ago. The house is silent and I assume he is asleep.
I wonder if Mitch sleeps naked.
My mom left Mitch, my step-dad, last week without much fuss or warning. She simply took a few of her things and moved to Utah to be with the asshole she met last year at some business conference, leaving me here with Mitch. I guess I should be more upset, but she’s been a total bitch these past few months and now the house is finally chill. I can’t help but suspect she has been planning on leaving for a long time and that she was just waiting until I turned 18 last month. I feel bad for Mitch, but he seems kind of relieved as well and said he has no problem with me staying here in his house until I finish High School and figure out what I want to do after that.
Mitch has always been cool and while he never seemed interested in playing the role of my father, he has always treated my like family. He feels more like a brother to me than a step-dad, but that is probably due to the fact he is only 16 years older than me. Mitch is also a fucking stud and I’m surer he can do better than my mom. He’s 5’11 with a worked out body, wavy brown hair, dark brown eyes and perfect teeth. He looks like a model yet makes bank as a stock. Mitch has been my jack-off material since he married my mom five years ago and I can’t even look at him when his shirt is off without getting hard.
I was hanging out with a few buddies at what I like to call the biggest gay bar in Orange County: The Cove Bar at the Disneyland Resort. I counted 13 gay guys here that Saturday night; 15 if you count two of five bartenders. My two buddies and I were deep into our fourth drink and I was enjoying a good hard buzz. Four other guys joined us and we were having a great time talking about absolutely nothing as only a group of drunken men can do.
Some guy across the bar kept staring at me the entire time we were talking. He was wearing a black t-shirt and a grey baseball cap, and I really couldn’t see much through his sunglasses aside from the fact he looked Latin and roughly two hundred years younger than me. At one point, I was drunk enough to salute him with my martini and beckon him to join us, but he simply smiled and pointed to the girl sitting next to him who was animatedly talking with some other girl.
His sister? His girlfriend?