"The Unplugged Challenge" - Sex Stories

"The Unplugged Challenge"

... my mind to other things: schoolwork, baseball, what might be happening on my favorite TV shows, whether my s****r might tell somebody, the shame and dirty looks and laughter behind my back if anybody did. That last one was too far in the other direction. “I knew it,” she said, pulling off. “I knew I was doing something wrong.” “What?” “You got soft.” “No, it wasn’t you…” “I told you I wanted you to be honest.” “I was,” I insisted. “It wasn’t you, you were doing great, it was just a thought that crossed my mind.” “What?” I figured I’d be honest. “What sort of shit might happen if you told anybody about this.” “Relax. Nobody’s going to find out, I promise.” She waved my dick from side to side. Still only semi-erect, it flopped a little. “So think of something hot so I can finish?” I did, I thought once again of fucking her, in my bed, in her bed, in the bathroom, in our parents bed, in every position imaginable. I imagined cumming all over her and then inside her. It was good enough, my cock stiffened with renewed vigor and jerked with the impossible hope that the fantasies might someday come true. Krista went back to sucking on me, and, as though she doubted my word that she wasn’t doing something wrong, put even more effort on it, her tongue, inside of her mouth, slid around me. A couple more minutes of that was all I could take. My balls felt like they were coming to life, ready to go into production, and I was starting to feel that extra stiff sensation in my dick. I ...

... figured I should warn her. “Okay, I’m about to cum.” I tried to reach for my tissues with one hand, but they were a little too far. If she pulled off it might be a big mess. Luckily, that didn’t happen. She just made a “Mmhmmm” sound to show she heard, but kept right on sucking. When I was just about to blow she retreated so that her mouth was on the head of my dick, and her cheeks collapsed again. A wave of pleasure rushed through me, making most of my muscles tense in anticipation of feeling it, and then a jet squirted out of me and into her mouth. I couldn’t see it, but I knew that’s what happened. And my s****r swallowed. Six or seven jets went out of me and down her throat. When I was down to a dribble, she pulled off and let me go. “So, I guess it was good?” “Yeah.” I took a deep breath, then another. “I think there’s only one explanation for why Tommy didn’t cum.” She looked up at me, eyebrow cocked. “He’s definitely a fag in denial. No straight man wouldn’t cum from that.” She giggled a little. “Trust me, he’s not gay.” “You said you never went all the way with him, right?” I said. “That proves it. Even if by some miracle he didn’t cum from that blowjob, it would only be because he wanted to fuck you. Any straight guy would do everything possible to fuck you.” She smiled, then teased, “You’re a straight guy, aren’t you, Bobby? What exactly are you saying?” My smile was uneasy, because the tease was too close to the truth. “Well, any straight guy who’s not related to you.” ...