Meeting My Stepdad's Brother

"Damn, CJ! Did you gain another inch?" my stepdad, Geoffrey Jameson, asked, looking up at me. I was pretty damn tall. Six-foot-five to be exact, compared to my stepdad's five-foot-eleven. That wasn't the only difference between us.

I was a light-skinned black guy, age twenty-four with a jacked muscular body from playing basketball in college and spending plenty of time in the gym when I wasn't in the office of my swanky corporate job in NYC. My stepdad was a pudgy white guy from the Midwest but my mom liked him well enough. I liked him too. He'd always been good to me since he came into our lives when I was around thirteen years old, and he certainly prevented me from turning to crime like some of my friends from around the way in our North Carolina town.

Geoffrey had just picked me up from the airport. I slung my suitcase into the trunk then slid into the front passenger seat. I looked out the window as we drove, breathing in that sweet North Carolina air. The place looked unchanged: a typical North Carolina autumn. I was glad I had taken two months off. I'd earned it, after working for two years almost non-stop just to boost myself higher in the company.

"You'll meet my youngest brother once we get home," Geoffrey chimed.

"Yup, I remember. He must be something special."

He must have been. Geoffrey had only told me about a dozen times that his "kid" brother, Tommy, would be coming to stay with them around the same time I was. I didn't mind. I'd met the others so it was about time I met the youngest of the Jameson brothers. What I didn't get was why him and mom harped on about how great it would be for me to meet him. Well, I understood when we got inside the house and they introduced us.

I had been openly gay since I'd turned fifteen. Geoffrey and mom were cool with it, as was most of both sides of their families. I didn't really know my biological dad's family since he was a total deadbeat, so they didn't factor into anything.

But Tommy?! This guy was fucking hot, and most definitely gay! Not gay as in fruity. No sir! He was masculine, like myself, but let's just say my gaydar was in the red zone from the moment I saw him, and my heart was thumping. Tommy was hot! Nordic was one way to describe him. He was my height with a similarly jacked muscular physique. His skin was pale and his eyes were a deep ocean blue. His hair was sunshine gold. He was definitely my type. I'd always been into white boys, even before I was forced to come out when mom and Geoffrey had caught me in a 69 with my then-boyfriend, Freddy Dillinger. Freddy was as white and ginger as they come but what a fucking cock, and a sweet round ass that I loved to plow.

All of those sexual feelings I had for Freddy flashed through my mind as I shook hands with Tommy. Fuck! My cock was hard in my jeans already! He glanced down quickly then back up at me and smirked. I did the same, and fuck. . .his bulge was huge. It was then that I strongly suspected I knew the reason why Geoffrey and mom had wanted us to meet.

"Fucking matchmakers!" Tommy chuckled as he and I shared beers out on the back porch, safe from the tirade of the angry mosquitoes outside the insect-mesh surrounding us.

"I know right! Just because I've been single for a while. Am I wrong to want to play the field and fuck as many asses as I want?" I jokingly asked.

"Not at all! I feel the same way but. . .were they wrong? My dick got hard the moment I saw you. I hope that's not weird, me being your stepdad's kid brother and all?"

"Nope," I grinned. Kid brother was an odd term to use for Tommy. Sure he was younger than forty-six year old Geoffrey but at age thirty-two, he was still almost a decade older than me. Not that I cared. My dick was still hard just looking at this gorgeous man!

"So you feel the same?" he asked, shuffling in his chair so he was turned to face me.

"Oh for sure," I smirked, placing my beer on the ground. I turned to face him and slid my hand up his thigh. Classic move! He leaned back and I groped that magnificent bulge. "Shit, Tommy! You must be hung as a horse!"

"And then some! Ever been with a white guy this big?"

"I've seen some big white cocks," I teased, "but maybe yours will break the measuring tape that's buried in my ass."

"Just what I liked to hear," he replied then leaned forward and kissed me.

I was enthralled. I moaned into his mouth as his tongue invaded. I leaned into him, pushing him back in the heavy wooden chair as I straddled his lap and grinded my hard bulge against his in a sensual lap-dance while we swapped spit. I broke our kiss when his warm hand gripped the outline of my cock.

"Fuck! You're pretty damn horse-hung yourself, CJ!"

"Definitely! You can explore that option too, if you're into it."

"Oh, I am for sure! Maybe we can both break the measuring tapes in each other's asses tonight."

"I'd be delighted to. I think mom and Geoffrey went to bed early for a reason, after all."

Tommy had been given the guest bedroom on the other side of the landing for his stay but instead, I took Tommy's hand and led him downstairs to my basement bedroom. Mom and Geoffrey had decided to convert the basement into my new bedroom after the Freddy Dillinger incident. Not as a punishment but so I could have more privacy, especially for my dalliances since the basement had its own door connected to the front garden. I could come and go as I pleased, as could my late night visitors. Gosh, the times I'd had back in high school!

Needless to say, Tommy and I got it on the moment I had closed the door that connected the basement to the kitchen. We were down the simple flight of five steps and all over each other. Shirts came off and Tommy's lips were sealed around my stiff dark-brown nipples. He pushed me backward onto my huge king-sized bed, straddling my waist and pinning my wrists to the mattress as he tortured my tits with suction and the wet lashing of his tongue. I was thankful the kitchen level flooring was solid concrete so mom and Geoffrey couldn't hear my moans. I thrashed and writhed as Tommy made my nipples so damn sensitive I could scream.

He finally came off them and assaulted my lips with his. I grabbed his firm round ass and groped it as he gyrated on top of me. I grappled with the button of his jeans but got it open and freed his cock, and what a fucking cock it was! It was the thickest, prettiest white fuck-tool I'd ever seen; and like I said, I'd seen quite a few. It had to be at least ten inches long and hella thick. I barely got my thumb and middle finger to meet around that massive girth. He was uncircumcised with a pretty pink head, and his dick made a slight curve upward in its total erection. Precum drooled from the head as I milked it from base to tip.

"Augh fuck, CJ! Work that cock!" he hummed.

I thumbed the precum from his dick and tasted it. Salty-sweet; thick and sticky as fuck. I pulled him into another kiss and fed it to him on my tongue. I explored his upper body as he posed for me. He flexed his big grapefruit-sized biceps and I felt their hardness. I thumbed his pink tits and he groaned. I felt the ridges of his prominent six-pack abs under my fingertips. Fuck, what a man!

He caressed me too. He thumbed my sensitive tits then massaged my abs and obliques. He wrestled open my jeans and hauled out my rigid hard cock. He grabbed them both in both hands, placed them belly-to-belly and stroked us off together. It was a lovely contrast: my dark-brown cock with its salmon-pink head, aligned to his pale shaft with its cherry-pink dome. We both oozed precum and it mingled as he swiped the heads of our cocks together. Fuck, it was hot, and my cock raged harder than ever!

"Cedric James Caldwell, do you want me to go down on you?"

"Hell yes, Tommy Jameson! Please do!"

And he did. He went down so well that I almost came right then and there. His mouth was incredibly hot and wet. He was also incredibly talented in the cocksucking department. He sank his lips slowly up and down the entirety of my almost ten-inch long schlong. I was also almost as thick around as he was but he throated my cock with ease. I leaned back on the bed; practically sank into it as I savored the hot wetness of his talented mouth and throat worship my manhood. He got me so damn wet that it actually soaked my pubes and the front of my underwear. When he pulled up off me, my dick was in a state of utter lust!

Saliva trailed from his lips. I sat up and pulled him into another passionate kiss. His lips were amazing. I rolled him onto his back, my intention to give him the same treatment he'd given me. His amazing dick stood straight up and I gobbled the head. He moaned, much to my delight and I got to work. I worked the delicious pink head over so it was sloppy wet before I went down further on the shaft. The girth opened my throat as I got just more than halfway but I pushed forward at a steady pace. I retreated, took a breath then continued until I had my nose buried in his curly pubes.

"Shit! Few guys have ever swallowed my pole, and none as quickly as you!" he remarked.

Unable to reply, I simply continued the blowjob. I slithered back up to the head, worked it over then plunged my nose down into his pubes again. I inhaled the faint manly musk of his groin and my dick lurched. I slid my hands up his body and explored his form. I found his nipples and tweaked them to his appreciative moans. I worked his cock faster in my throat. I plunged my nose down into his pubes; my chin to his balls and his cock into my gullet. Tommy writhed but I held him still by pinning his wrists to the mattress at his sides. I slurped and suckled that big white cock until saliva dribbled freely down my chin and soaked the front of his jeans. Only then did I release my grip.

"Shit. . .shit!" he huffed. "What a fucking blowjob! Hope you're ready for more!"

"Always," I retorted, accepting the challenge.

We got naked and he offered me his ass, having prostrated himself on the bed; face-down and ass-up. I leaned in between his legs and kissed his lily-white buns. They were firm and round. I could see Tommy never skipped on squats or runs. I caressed the smooth pale cheeks then licked on the hot pink center. Tommy moaned and I licked on his pucker harder. I slid my tongue into his wrinkled chute and he chirped out his pleasure. That was the go-ahead! I sank my tongue in deep and he practically swooned. He beat his hands on the mattress and his entire body quaked. I smacked his smooth pale cheeks and continued to feast. His ass tasted great, just the perfect mix of washed and musty. I buried my face in his ass and speared his chute with my tongue repeatedly until it winked like crazy.

I spat on his hole then worked a wet finger in there. I moaned. His tunnel gripped my finger tight despite having accepted it so easily. I could tell it would work wonders on my cock once I got in there. I added a second finger and played around more. I explored his cunt as it loosened its grip and allowed entry to a third finger, up to the knuckle. Shit! I would enjoy his hole. My cock was hungry for it as it drooled precum onto the bed and felt painfully hard.

"Lube?" I asked.

"Mine's back upstairs but fuck the lube, CJ! Get your cock in there! I can take it!" he insisted.

"Remember you asked for it," I chuckled as I aligned my salmon-pink cockhead to his cherry-pink bud. I pushed in and he groaned. His back arched but he held steady as I grabbed his waist and pushed further. I gasped. His cunt had opened nicely for me but now, at the halfway mark, the walls were literally closing in on my cock. The squeeze was nice and tight, and I paused as he panted.

"You sure you can take all this big black dick?" I taunted.

"Fuck yeah I'm sure! Go on now! Push the rest in me!"

I obliged and gasped as I sank balls-deep. My cock was lodged in some wonderous wetness. The grip was tight and the walls were silky smooth. I moaned as I churned my cock around in his squelching goodness. It was fucking magical! I quickly regained my focus, grabbed his waist and started to fuck.

"Oh yeah! That's good!" he barked.

"Mmm hm! So fucking good, you don't even know! If only you could fuck yourself, Tommy, you'd feel how sweet your lily-white pussy is!"

"If it's so sweet then take it, CJ! Take and conquer my cunt!"

Just the words I liked to hear. I tightened my grip on his waist and fucked into him, harder. He grunted with every stroke, and I hadn't even really gotten into it yet. I grinned as I fucked faster, and his moans turned deep and longing rather than short and plaintive. He arched his back deeper and began to throw that ass back on my dick. Fuck! He was in love with it!

I hammered his cunt, then slowed down. Hammered then slowed down. I wanted him to feel the power of my cock but I also wanted to savor the silky-smooth, soft wetness of his hole. Of course it was also because if I'd fucked any faster, I would have cum myself. He didn't need to know that, though. All he needed to do was enjoy my cock, and he certainly was!

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! What a fucking cock! Oh fuck, CJ! Yeah! Yeah! Pound my ass, dude! Gimme all that big black cock! Use me like you own me, man! Oh fuck yeah! That's it! That's fucking it! Ooooh fuck, man! Uuuuurgh!"

I pounded his guts, just like he wanted. Just like we both wanted. I huffed and was glazed in a fine sheen of sweat by the time I felt my dick ready to explode. I had pounded him in the same position for a while but I wanted to see his face when I seeded him. I yanked out and turned his ass over. He grinned at me excitedly as he pulled his knees to his chest and exposed his pouted pink cunt. I kissed my salmon cockhead to it and pushed inside. We both moaned at the experience. His asshole caressed my entire shaft and I knew he loved how my cock sank inside him. I hugged his legs to my chest and resumed the fuck. I looked into his eyes; those deep ocean blue eyes, as I lanced into him. His cunt was open for me. He gave me access to the very heart of his hole as I sank into his second tunnel.

"Augh fuck, man! You're in so deep!" he whimpered. "C'mon, big boy! Fuck me! Gimme that load!"

I couldn't even speak as the crazy soft, hot squelching wetness of his second chute embraced me. I went into overdrive. I hammered his guts and he yowled in response. He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into a kiss. That only inflamed my passion and I pounded into him even harder, faster and deeper. I stabbed into his open hungry guts repeatedly as I edged ever closer to losing my load.

"Fuck yeah! Fuck yeah! Fuck yeah!" he grunted between kisses. "Fucking give it to me! Fucking breed me!"

"Fuck yeah!" I whispered as my orgasm hit, then louder. "Fuck yeah. . .Fuck yeah! Oh fuck, I'm gonna breed you, Tommy. . .Ooooooh fuuuuuuuck! Uuuurrgggh fuuuuuck! Mmmmmmmmm!"

I shuddered as I spazzed to a shuddering halt inside him. I planted my cock balls-deep and let loose a flood of semen. My dick pumped seemingly non-stop for almost a minute before I finally collapsed on top of him. I panted hard; I was glazed in sweat, and Tommy held me close as I recovered from my orgasm.

"Holy shit!" I huffed. "I haven't cum like that since the first time I bred a guy's ass! Holy shit!"

"Glad you enjoyed it. Now it's my turn!"

Indeed it was Tommy's turn. After a brief respite where we kissed and caressed, I rolled onto my stomach and Tommy parted my brown butt-cheeks wide.

"Fucking delicious!" he moaned, then sank his tongue in.

I howled. I howled like a fucking beast! That tongue was talented. Tommy plunged that pink worm up my ass like nobody's business and I fucking loved it! He violated me with his tongue. It was so intense that I grabbed up the sheets and arched my back, and moaned my heart out into the pillow. Pleasure like I never knew rushed up my ass with every flick of his magical organ. I shivered and my butt quivered even as he squeezed my cheeks tight and snorted into my chute. I could feel my hole slobbery wet with his saliva, and the warm dew trickled down my balls and onto my rock-hard dick.

"Ooooh fuck!" I groaned when he finally came up for air. "Oh fuck, Tommy! Why you gotta do me like that?"

"Oh, you're gonna get worse, big boy!" he chuckled, and tapped his long, massively thick dick on my ass-cheeks. "Now, my question for you is: lube or no lube?"

I looked back at that incredibly girthy dick and for a split-second thought to go the easy route but then I'd always loved a good rough fuck. I wanted to feel every inch of that monster snake inside me, and feel it stretch me.

"No lube."

"Good choice," he grinned, then kissed his cockhead to my chute.

I groaned. I gripped the pillow tight and bit into it seconds before that bulbous cockhead sank past my sphincter. I howled into the pillow. Fuck! It was fucking huge! I arched my back and gave him access as he pushed deeper. It almost felt like his cock wouldn't end as more and more of that big white man-meat invaded my brown man-pussy, until finally he bottomed out. I felt his pubes scratch my buns and I sighed relief as he paused his motion.

"Incredible ass, CJ! Quite a trooper to take my pole with only spit for lube!"

"I always liked a challenge," I chuckled.

"You're in for lots more once I start up," he warned.

He rose into push-up position over me and I braced myself for what was to come. I groaned into the pillow again as he sawed back and forth through me. He had barely moved his cock a few inches in either direction but my asshole quivered like mad and I could not help but yodle into the fluffy material. I bit the pillow to muffle myself as his cock pushed and pulled, sank and rose through my well-stretched ass. I almost wished I'd opted for lube but Cedric James Caldwell was not a quitter. I powered through the initial pain until my asshole adjusted and I sighed as he started to glide through me easier.

"There you go, CJ! Nice and easy now, huh?" he taunted.

"Yeah! Fucking delightful!" I retorted.

It truly was though. With each moment that passed, I grew more and more accustomed to his length and girth. His big cock filled me like no other, and within minutes I came to crave the sensation of his inward stroke against my colon. I arched my back again and pushed my ass up to meet his inward thrust.

"Someone's enjoying this."

"Very much so," I chimed, then started to throw my ass back on his cock. He held still as I fucked myself on his schlong. I savored every inch; felt the pleasure of it push deep inside me then gripped it tight as I almost slipped right off it. I pushed right back down on its base, and Tommy moaned.

"Yeah, that's it, big boy! Fuck yourself on that dick! Ooohhhh fuck! Oh fuck, that's so fucking good! Right there, CJ! Yes! Just like that! Throw that ass back on my cock! Ohhhh holy fuck!"

"Mmm hm! Mmmmmm hm! Oh fuck yeah! You like that hungry black ass on your cock, Tommy?"

"Fuck yeah, I love it! C'mon, faster!"

I practically twerked on his big cock. I fucked myself stupid on his cock. I mewled out loud, embracing my submissiveness as I slammed my firm round ass back on his pelvis and took his cock to the root every time. My eyes rolled up in my head and my rock-hard cock ached, and dribbled even more precum over the bed. I was in heaven as I fucked myself on his cock. Then, Tommy took back control.

He started slowly by easing his cock forward every time I rocked back, and before I knew it, he had me flat down on the bed while he hammered my guts from above. I growled, and clawed the sheets until I had a tight grip. This time, however, it was not out of pain. It was out of pleasure. I almost felt like my soul would float away unless I had a firm grip on something! That was how good Tommy Jameson fucked me! The wind was knocked out of me with every hard thrust. I felt his cock dig deep into my guts and pound nothing but sheer unadulterated pleasure through my colon. I howled into the pillow as Tommy wrecked my insides for both our pleasure. Then, I felt that big white cock lurch inside my bowels.

"Ooooooh fuuuuuuck! Here it comes, CJ! Oh fuck! Gonna cum! Gonna cum! Gonna . . .fucking cuuuuuuum! Oooooh shit! Mmmmmmmph! Mmmm hmmmmph! Fuuuuuuuuuuuck!"

"Yesssss, Tommy! Cum in me! Oh fuck! Oh fuck yeah! I can feel that dick pumping inside me, man! Holy shit yes! Yes! Yes! Ohhhh fuck, that feels so fucking good!"

Tommy collapsed on top of me, his body glazed in sweat. He nestled his face next to mine as his hot breath singed my ear but I didn't care. I clenched my fingers to the back of his head and pulled him into a kiss. We moaned and swapped spit as we wrestled tongues. I caressed the mop that was the sweat-soaked blonde hair stuck to his scalp. We had fucked each other stupid and I had no doubts about whether we would do it again before the night was through.

* * * * *

"Well, good morning, sleepy-heads," my mother chimed as Tommy and I stumbled up the steps from the basement and into the kitchen, dressed in just our underwear. "Seems you two had a rough night." She had that knowing smile on his face.

"Ma'am," Tommy began, "you and my brother knew what you were doing, didn't you? Don't play coy!"

"Me? And your brother? My darling Geoff? Why, Tommy, I don't know what you're talking about!" she chimed with that overly dramatic Southern drawl. "Did you hear that, Geoff?"

"Oh, I heard," Geoffrey said, stepping into the kitchen from the back porch. "What a wild and crazy accusation, Darla!"

"I know right? He must be delirious!"

Tommy looked at me and I couldn't help but laugh. He sighed and we settled into our seats as Geoff planted two cups of steaming hot black coffee in front of us, followed by mom spooning scrambled eggs onto our plates along with a waffle each and a few strips of fried ham.

"Well, I know you boys must have been plum tuckered out last night but Tommy, did you know that CJ is based in New York City? You are too, right?"

"What? You are?" Tommy asked, eyes wide. "Where?"

"I work in Manhattan but live near Prospect Park for now. Looking to move over to Williamsburg soon."

"I live in Williamsburg! Moved there six months ago!"

"Wow! Really?!"

It was then that we noticed the silence. We looked around. Mom and Geoffrey were gone.

"Matchmakers! Bloody matchmakers!" Tommy chuckled, while comically shaking his fist in the air for dramatic emphasis.