Blake's new life

Blake stood on the pitcher's mound, his heart pounding in his chest. The crowd roared around him as he prepared to catch the next pitch. It was his first game as the starting catcher for his college baseball team, a position he had worked tirelessly to earn. But behind his confident facade, Blake carried a heavy burden.

Just a few months ago, Blake received a partial scholarship to attend college. It was a dream come true, but it came with a catch. He didn't have enough funds to cover his living expenses, and his mother, knowing his predicament, had suggested an unconventional solution: living with his estranged father and his new partner.

Blake's parents divorced when he was just a child. His father had left the family after coming out as gay, leaving behind a trail of heartbreak and shattered dreams. Blake had always resented him for abandoning them, but now, in this moment of desperation, he had no choice but to swallow his pride and accept his mother's suggestion. 

As Blake walked off the field after the game, his mind was filled with conflicting emotions. He was grateful for the opportunity to play college baseball, but he couldn't shake the unease he felt about living with his father and his partner. He had seen pictures of them together, and his dad's partner, Mark, made him slightly uncomfortable with his comments on Blake's looks and his casual touches every time Blake was near. It seemed like every time Blake was in the same room as Mark, he would find some reason to touch or comment on Blake's looks, like how strong he was, grab his biceps, or try to hug him and let his hands slowly travel down his back to Blake's butt. Not that many could blame him. Blake was a striking young man with a strong, athletic build that was a testament to his dedication to baseball. Standing at six feet tall, he had a chiseled jawline, piercing blue eyes, and a head of dark, tousled hair that added to his rugged charm. His broad shoulders and well-defined muscles were the result of countless hours spent in the gym and on the field, honing his skills. In addition to all that, he had a well-developed ass from baseball. He had a hard time finding jeans that fit over his butt; it was so juicy and rounded. 

Blake knew living with his father and Mark was his only option to live out his dream and focus on school and baseball, and do everything he could to make it to the majors. A few days later, Blake arrived at his father's house with a duffel bag slung over his shoulder. His father, David, opened the door with a warm smile, his eyes filled with a mix of joy and regret. His dad was in his late 40s with a slight gut. 

"Blake, it's so good to see you," David said, his voice tinged with emotion. "I hope we can rebuild our relationship."

Blake nodded, unable to find the words to respond. He followed his father inside, where Mark greeted him with a friendly hug that, of course, lingered down his back and on his butt, where he gave it a little swat. Mark, who is in his late 50's, is a little overweight, with a round belly that protrudes slightly over his belt. His thinning hair is disheveled and unkempt, adding to his overall disconcerting appearance. His face is weathered, with deep lines etched into his skin, giving him a somewhat sinister look. His eyes, which are small and beady, seem to dart around, making it difficult to maintain eye contact with him. There is a certain intensity in his gaze that can make others feel uneasy. That was certainly the case for Blake, but he knew he had to do everything to make this living situation work. 

Over the next few weeks, Blake settled into his new routine. He attended classes, practiced with the baseball team, and spent his evenings at home with his father and Mark. 

But as the days turned into weeks, Blake couldn't ignore the subtle comments Mark made about his appearance and all the radon touching Mark did, especially when Blake’s father, David, wasn’t around. And to Blake's horror, his dad was heading out of town for a week for a work conference, and it was just going to be Blake and Mark at home. 

The second day David was out of town, Mark invited his friend, Greg, over to the house. Greg is in his early 60's, and like Mark, he gives off a totally creep factor. Except where Mark is just a little out of shape, Greg has a very round and protruding belly. He is constantly sweating and breathing heavily. 

They decided to take advantage of the warm weather and went outside, where Blake happened to be lounging in his boardshorts by the pool. Unbeknownst to Blake, their intentions were far from innocent. As Blake lounged by the pool, soaking up the sun, he overheard Mark and Greg's conversation drifting towards him. At first, their comments were hushed and filled with innuendos, making Blake feel uneasy. But as their conversation progressed, their remarks became increasingly sleazy and disrespectful.

Feeling a mix of anger and discomfort, Blake decided he couldn't let their behavior go unaddressed. He approached Mark and Greg, his voice firm and resolute.

"Hey, guys," Blake said, his tone laced with a hint of frustration. "I couldn't help but overhear your conversation, and I have to say, I'm not okay with the way you're talking about me. It's disrespectful and completely inappropriate, and it needs to stop now before I mention something to my dad. 

When Blake confronted Mark and Greg about their behavior, Mark's controlling nature came to the forefront. He didn't take kindly to being told what to do and immediately threatened to kick Blake out of the house, fully aware of the scholarship predicament Blake was in. This threat caused Blake to feel a sense of vulnerability and shrink back, as Mark seemed to relish exerting power over him. This was exactly what Mark had been waiting for, and he decided to finally get what he wanted from Blake. He picked up his phone and dialed David, Blake's dad. He told Blake to keep his mouth shut while he was on the phone, or he would regret it and lose his baseball scholarship. After 2 rings, the phone was picked up, and Mark started crying into the phone and telling David how Blake had gone on a homophobic rant and how wrong it was that his dad left his family for an out-of-shape faggot. Blake was in total shock and honestly didn’t know what to do. His dad must have been saying stuff to calm Mark down because Mark started nodding and saying, Okay, yeah, let’s give Blake another shot. Maybe he just had a bad day. Mark is still somewhat crying, but not as bad as when the phone call started. He told David bye and that he loved him. Then he looked over at Blake and winked. 

As soon as he hung up the phone, he turned to Blake and had this smug smile on his face, and all the tears were gone. His friend Greg just started laughing at Mark and telling him how he was a sick son of a bitch to be able to turn his emotions on and off like that. Just then, Blake’s phone started ringing, and it was his dad calling him. Mark smiled and told him to put it on speakerphone. Blake picked up the phone and said hello.

You could hear David screaming at Blake about how he had upset Mark and how David was disappointed in him. He told Blake that his behavior was unacceptable and that if he got one more report from his husband about Blake’s homophobic behavior, he was going to have to ask Blake to leave. Blake, finally shocked out of everything that had happened in the last 10 minutes, tried to tell his dad he didn’t do that, but David cut him off. Telling Blake he believed his husband, Mark, wouldn’t make something like that up, and he doesn’t have time to argue about it on the phone; he had to get to a very important meeting in 5 minutes. He told Blake one more time to be on his best behavior and hung up the phone. 

Blake turned to look at Mark and Greg, both starting at him with the most sinister looks, and Mark actually licked his lips and blew him a kiss. Blake felt nauseous and tried to stand up to put some distance between him and his stepdad, but Mark was having none of that. He told Blake to stay right where he was. Blake told him he just wanted to go inside and let their disagreement cool off. Mark smiled at Blake and told him he liked the direction things were going. He said, Remember what your daddy said—one more homophobic issue with you, and you’re out, and your baseball dreams are over. Now, why don’t you be a good boy for your stepdad and go grab Greg and me a beer? 

Blake headed to the fridge inside, grabbing a couple chilled beers. He carried them back to Mark and Greg. Mark took a swig, never losing eye contact with Blake as he smiled. Take off your board shorts, he told Blake. No way, said Blake. Then Mark picked up his phone and started dialing David again, and Blake screamed at him and said okay. You win, and I’ll take my board shorts off. Meanwhile, Greg’s eyeballs were ping-ponging back and forth between Stepdad and Stepson as they argued until he heard Blake say okay, and all his attention was on Blake. Greg clapped his hands and said, "Finally, we get to see that fine baseball ass.” Blake turned to Greg and spit on his face. Greg just laughed, took his fingers up, and rubbed the spit before placing it back in his mouth and moaning. 

Greg sneered at Blake and said, I was going to go easy on you, but now that I know you like it dirty... We’re going to have a fun time and spit a massive loogie right back in Blake’s face. He told Blake to eat it, or Mark would call his dad. Mark smiled and raised the phone, so Blake slid his fingers through all the slime and stuck it in his mouth. 

I believe I told you to get naked,” Mark told Blake. Blake rolled his eyes and started untying his board shorts. He got them fully untied and started lowering them, looking up to find both Mark's and Greg's eyes glued to his body. So he turned around, thinking he wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of seeing his big dick right away. He grabbed the board shorts and started lowering them. He always had a hard time since he had such a big ass; he was bent over, ass out, just getting ready to step out of his shorts when he heard his stepdad say, “Such a pretty little rosebud, and I believe it was winking at me.” 

Blake turned quickly and yelled at his stepdad, “It was not you, old Perv." Mark got up from his lounger and walked directly in front of Blake. That’s not how you respect your stepdad, son. Now, how would you show respect to your father, Blake? Blake looked at him and said, I’m sorry it won’t happen again. “That’s not what I asked you. Now try again,” said Mark. I would not talk back or raise my voice, said Blake. Mark looked at him, and then Greg. Hmmmm, that does sound better and is a much more appropriate way to talk to your stepdad. Mark then turned to Greg and said, “What are your thoughts, Greg? What’s a good way for Blake to show respect to his stepdad?”

Greg slowly got out of his lounger, taking a little more time because of his protruding belly, and walked over to them. He slowly circled Blake, really taking in the amazing view of his golden skin on display, stopping to stare at the big ass still only half way out of the board shorts and slowly sliding his hand over it. Blake went to turn around to stop this, but Mark said, Don’t move. With Blake listening to Mark, Greg stepped up behind Blake and got really close. Blake could feel his belly smashing into his back. Greg put his hands on Blake’s board shorts and leaned over his shoulder to look at Mark. He then told Mark, “If I were going to show some respect to my stepdad, it would be on my knees with his dick in my mouth.” And then he ripped Blake’s board shorts the rest of the way down. Mark smiled his sinister little smile and said, “Yes, that’s a lovely idea, Greg. After all, that is where his father does his best work.” Both Greg and Mark laughed while pushing on Blake’s shoulder until he was lowered down to his knees. 

Once down on his knees fully, Blake looked up at Mark and was told to open his mouth. He did just that, and the second it was open, Mark spit in it and told him to swallow. Mark lowered down a little bit, almost squatting in front of Blake, and grabbed his chin and told him, “I own you, and we’re going to have some fun.” He gave his cheek a nice little smack, and he told him, “Get my speedo off and get that dick in your mouth." 

Blake looked at Mark's speedo-covered dick right in his face and could tell Mark was loving this; his dick was rock hard in that speedo. 

Blake slowly reached up, put both his hands on Mark's speedo, and started pulling it down. It was slowly lowering, and Blake could now see the base of Mark Dick. The speedo got stuck on Mark's hard dick, and Blake didn’t know what to do. He was very nervous, but at the same time he could feel his own dick twitching in anticipation, which was so weird. Mark got annoyed with him and pushed him back, saying, “I guess I’m going to have to guide you step by step just like I did with your father, so you know how to please a man; I mean, you can’t even take off my Speedo properly.” 

He then pushed his speedo down, and his hard dick popped out and hit his stomach. Blake couldn’t look away; Mark’s dick was huge. Mark took a step towards him, his cock pointing straight out, hard as a rock with some pre-cum. He told Blake to lick the pre-cum off. Blake slowly leaned forward and let his tongue reach out and touch it. The taste was salty, but not horrible. Mark moaned and told him what a good stepson he was and to try swirling it around his head and taking some in his mouth. 

Blake didn’t know what came over him—maybe the lack of a father figure for most of his life—but it felt good to get some praise from his stepfather, so Blake started getting into it and began running his tongue along the shaft from balls to head, and then would pop it in his mouth and swirl his tongue around the head again. The whole time, Mark is moaning and praising him. 

Greg is watching this with pure fascination. He could see something switch in Blake and how Blake was following direction with no fight left, as well as the fact that his dick was as hard as a rock. He even commented as much to Mark. 

Mark looked down and could see Blake’s 8-inch cock standing straight out and told Blake, “You love pleasing Daddy, don’t you? It gets you hard.” Blake moaned and started really bobbing his head up and down the shaft. 

Greg took this as his opportunity to get in on the action and lowered himself behind Blake. As Blake was sucking his stepdad's cock, his big ass was sticking out. Greg grabbed it with both his fat hands on each glorious globe and started spreading it. Blake piped off his stepdad's cock and went to turn around, but Mark grabbed him by the ears and guided him back on his cock, saying, “You want to please your stepdad, right? So let me and Greg use you, and I’ll be so happy and proud of my stepson.” Blake hummed around the cock, and Mark continued to guide his cock in and out of his mouth by his ears. 

Meanwhile, Greg got both ass checks spread and was staring at the most amazing ass and rosebud he had ever seen. He gave a quick lick with his tongue, and Blake moaned around the cock in his mouth, so Greg went to town on the beautiful ass. Spearing his tongue in and out of Blake’s hole. He kept this up for about 5 minutes, and Blake was a moaning mess. A real slut was being born before their eyes. He started really bobbing on the cock in his mouth while also pushing his big ass back on Greg’s face. 

Greg wanted more, so he tore his face from the best ass he had ever eaten, laid on his back, and positioned himself right below Blake. He then forced Blake to sit that glorious cake right on his face and go back to feasting. He was licking, spreading, and nibbling all along his rim, driving Blake crazy. Blake couldn’t believe how good it felt. He started bouncing up and down to get that tongue further inside him. 

Mark, watching the baseball jock make a real slut of himself, was starting to breathe harder. He slipped his hands in Blake’s hair and started guiding him up and down the length of his cock, setting a demanding pace. In and out, his cock went all the while Blake was gagging and dripping saliva down his throat and onto Greg below. 

Mark is moaning nonstop now, and he shouts, I’m going to flood your throat with my babies, and you’re going to swallow them all. He proceeds to do just that while throwing his head back and fucking into Blake’s mouth, unloading everything. Blake is choking, but he is doing his best to swallow everything. Meanwhile, Greg continues to eat his ass out. 

Mark withdraws himself from Blake's mouth; he's breathing heavily as he just shot the biggest load of his life down the hot baseball jock's throat. He looked down and noticed a little bit of cum slipped out of Blake's mouth and was dripping down his chin, so he proceeded to drag his fingers through it and stick them in Blake's mouth. Blake is still moaning and withering as Greg continues eating his ass out, bouncing that big ass up and down on Greg's tongue.

Mark tells Greg he's had enough and he wants a little bit of his stepson's ass, and he proceeds to grab Blake by his underarms and lift him off of Greg's face. He takes Blake over to the lounge chair and pushes him down on his back, grabbing his legs and scooting his ass to the edge of the chair. Then he tells Greg to get up and stand over Blake’s face, and he has Greg grab both of Blake’s ankles, spreading Blake’s legs out wide, causing his rosebud to be fully available. 

Blake is both nervous and excited, as he just had the best sexual experience of his life with Greg's tongue down his ass, nibbling all along his rim, making him moan like a slut. He didn't even know he could be. He looks up at his stepdad and asks if he's going to make him feel just as good as Greg did, and Mark looks him in the eyes and says if that's what my slut wants, that's what my dirty slut will get. 

Mark gets down on his knees and dives face-first into Blake’s exposed ass. He licks up and down and starts nibbling on the outside of his rosebud while pushing a finger inside. Blake is tight—probably the tightest ass he’s ever had—and he can’t wait to sink his cock into his stepson. 

He slowly works Blake open by fingering his tight ass and slowly adding another finger. He makes sure to hit his bitch button, and Blake is a moaning mess. He tells Greg to shut him up, and so Greg switches positions and forces his cock down Blake’s throat while still spreading his legs out as far as possible. 

Mark has worked three fingers in at this point, and his cock is rock solid just in anticipation of sliding into his stepson. He put his head at Blake’s entrance, and just as Blake looked up and makes eye contact, he pushes in. Blake winces, and Mark holds still for a bit. Once he feels Blake has adjusted and gotten used to the fullness of his stepdad's cock, he starts sliding in further until his balls are touching Blake’s ass. Meanwhile, Greg is getting the best blow job of his life, as every time Mark slides further in, Blake moans around his cock. Mark has been slowly fucking his stepson, and Greg is panting and not going to last much longer. 

Greg shouts that he’s cumming and floods Blake’s mouth with cum. Blake is trapped, with nowhere to retreat, and has to swallow all of it. As soon as he does, he hears Mark say, “Get out of the way now, Greg. I want my stepson to watch me turn him into a whining, moaning cockslut just like his dad. As soon as Greg moves, Mark slides almost all the way out and slams back into Blake’s virgin hole. In and out he goes, and Blake can’t believe the pleasure and pain he’s feeling; he doesn’t know which one is winning out, and then Mark starts hitting his boy button, and he screams and throws his head back as he moans. Mark continues to fuck Blake with a vigor a man his age hasn’t seen in a while, but Blake’s ass is by far the best he has had in a long time. Blake is moaning and trashing his head back and forth; he can’t believe he has his stepdad's cock in him, but even more so, he can’t believe how good it feels. 

As Mark continues to slide in and out of the hot ass of his stepson, his phone starts to ring. He looks over and sees that it’s his husband, Blake’s father, calling. Mark smiles at Blake, shows him the phone, and tells him, “Be a good boy and be quiet, or Daddy is going to know what a cockslut you are.”.

Hey, babe, Mark says into the phone. How’s it going? His husband, David, says he just wanted to call and see how things are going and if Blake has been fine since their talk earlier. Meanwhile, Mark has been thrusting in and out of his stepson's tight virgin ass and starts picking up the pace, causing Blake to whimper with need every time he pegs his boy button. Mark tells David it’s going well, and in fact, he and Blake are bonding right now over a good workout, all while smiling at Blake. David laughs and says, I can see Blake loving working a sweat up with you and Mark laughs and tells his husband he’s holding his own, but he needs to go to finish his workout, and he loves him and will see him when he gets home. 

Mark hangs up and grabs Blake’s legs, bringing him closer to the edge of the lounger, and just loses it and starts fucking him like there's no tomorrow. In, out, in, out for a good solid 5 minutes and then he shoots his load into Blake and falls forward on his chest. After a few minutes, he looks up and tells his stepson. I think we’re going to get along just fine. 

Meanwhile, Greg has been secretly recording the whole thing since he blew down Blake’s mouth and Mark made him step to the side. He even got the phone conversation between husbands, and he knows he will have some power over both Mark and Blake with this video. He just doesn’t know what he’s going to do with it yet.