Quinton
A week before school starts back, our mother wants us to visit her; everyone else said no, except me. I’m the youngest of the Kirk Boys. I was the last one born of the sextuplets. Unlike my other brothers, I didn’t really like sports. I had short red hair and blue eyes. I wore glasses until last year; I began to wear contacts. I was more clean cut as my other brothers as well. I arrived at Mom’s house and didn’t see her car in the driveway but I knew where she kept the spare key I opened the door and walked in.
Right away I could feel someone’s presence in the house I walked through the house.
“Mom?” I call out
“Mom? Who’s there?” I hear a voice I didn’t recognize
I stand completely still as I didn’t know who it was and my first thought was maybe Mom had moved I then saw a guy who looked to be a lot older than me. He had a beard which was brown and had a hint of grey his head was shaven he wasn’t as tall as me and had a little more weight on him.
“Which one are you?” He asked me with his thick country accent.
“Excuse me?” I ask a little more confused now
“Of Sheila’s boys” He says
“Oh, I’m Quinton” I answer as he walks closer to me he has no shirt on and a pair of shorts on.
“Oh the smart one” he says with a laugh holding his hand out for me to shake “Your mom didn’t tell you about me? I’m Garrett Sharpe me and your mom have been seeing each other for a few months me and my son have moved in with her she’s out with him right now shopping”
“You and your son live here with mom?” I ask confused and a little upset over “How old is your son?” I say as I continue to shake his hand
“Oh he’s twenty in his third year of college but he’s been commuting” he says still shaking my hand.
I’m still in shock I couldn’t even think of what to say. He finally lets go of my hand and then heads to the kitchen grabbing himself a beer “You want one?” He asks holding a second beer.
I raise an eyebrow not sure if this is a trap or what “No thank you” I say which I hadn’t ever drunk a beer before and didn’t know if my dad would care but I knew how my mom was
“Are you sure I let my boy drink when he was your age” he says, setting down the beer on the counter. “I mean you’re crashing here tonight right?”
“That was the plan” I say sealing hard
“Then what’s the issue? Sheila won’t be home for awhile” he says walking over as I sit on the stood he takes his burly hands and places them on my shoulders “Drink it” he says with a laugh I take the beer which he’s already opened it and I take a drink of it I guess I made a face as he started laughing “It gets better I promise” he says with his hands still on my shoulders.
I drink a little bit more of the beer then he grabs two more “Let’s head to the living room” I follow him already a little buzzed from the beer. I sit down on the sofa he sits next to me. “So Quinton do you have a girlfriend?” He asks me
“No sir I don’t” I say back
“Sir? Am I that old?” He laughs
“Sorry, Garrett” I say back
“Oh don’t be sorry it felt good a young man like you calling me sir” he laughs opening his beer “So no girlfriend?”
“No, no girlfriend” I say again
He hands me the beer “Boyfriend?” He asks
I kinda start coughing as I was surprised he asked me this “Um no” I answer a little thrown off
“Just asking you never know, I mean it could run in the family” He says with a bit of a laugh
“Excuse me?” I say confused
“Well your dad was found balls deep in your Uncle Brooks ass” he says with a huge laugh
“What? Mom told you that?” I say not really surprised Mom never could keep a secret
“And I also hear your dad's brother is gay” he says
“How do you feel about that having two gay uncles?”
“I never think about it to be honest” I say
“So Quinton are you sure you’re not a cocksucker like your uncles” he asks as he rubs my stomach a little
Then I’m surprised at what comes out of my mouth “Why doesn’t my mom do a good enough job? And you want me to do it?” I say a little shocked
“Sassy little bitch” he says with a laugh
I then stand up “Trust me I’ve heard how my dad talks about my mom I know your balls are aching to cum down a throat or inside something else” I say getting down on my knees “Am I wrong?” I ask him
“Um…” is all he could get out
“You don’t have to say it I know” I say as I take his cock out of his shorts and it’s already hard his cock isn’t as big as mine but it was thick I had never done this before but always wanted to I take his cock into my mouth bobbing my head up and down on his cock gagging a little as again I had never done this before
“Oh fuck baby” he moaned thrusting his hips into my mouth “suck my daddy cock”
I moaned hearing him say this. He took his cock out of my mouth. Taking my shirt off then pushing my face back down to his cock I couldn’t believe I was doing this especially with someone who was dating my mom. After a few minutes, I was getting used to it and stopped gagging. He then slid his hand down my back sliding his hand down the back of my pants his finger found my hole sliding his dry finger onto my virgin hole I moaned into his cock.
I then undo my pants sliding my pants off not taking my mouth off his cock. Bobbing my head up and down frantically.
“Good boy, get up and sit on my face” I hesitate but I do it he lays back on the couch I sit down on his face as I lean down and suck his cock. I could feel his tongue lick my hole.
I take my mouth off his cock not wanting him to cum yet. “You want my hole, sir?” I ask him
“Fuck yeah I do I’d love to breed that ginger hole” he says I stand up and then straddle him sitting down on his cock I moan feeling his cock go into my virgin hole I slowly move my butt up and down on his cock placing my hands on his chest as I ride his cock. I moan as he leans up and kisses me. After a few minutes of riding his cock I can feel his cock start twitching and then I feel ropes of cum fly into my hole. And out of nowhere my cock starts doing the same thing. I moan out loud before collapsing onto him laughing.
Should I go on?
