My mom, the slut... (Ch 10, 11, & 12) - Sex Stories

My mom, the slut... (Ch 10, 11, & 12)

... knew, too. "Yes, I was a good brother."

"You didn't touch your sister?"

"No, I didn't," Steven replied a little indignantly.

"But," stated Master, "you wanted to touch her, didn't you?"

"N-no, I... she's my..." Steven stammered.

"She is a very sexy young woman. Isn't she?"

"Yes, she is..."

"And your mom; you are enjoying seeing her naked, aren't you?" Master added.

Steven couldn't hold the gaze any longer, looking away bashfully at the mention of his mother as he felt his cock stirring thinking of his mother and sister. Thoughts he knew he shouldn't have.

"Steven, eyes to me please."

The boy looked back at Master Nathan.

"And, what about your father? Have you enjoyed seeing him naked, too?" Master asked, and after waiting a moment without reply, continued. "Sandy didn't like hearing me

fucking

your dad last night. Did you hear us, Steven? Did you hear me

fucking

your dad?"

Master's emphasis left Steven feeling his world shrink around him, the memory of standing in the hall and hearing his father being fucked exploding in his mind, the sounds they were making, the movement of the bed. His dressing gown rose around his waist as his cock hardened, pushing the fabric up, threatening to burst out.

"I asked you a question, Steven." Master's voice was becoming more stern.

"I heard you... with dad..." came his admission.

"Fucking him."

"Yes."

"And did that excite you, Steven? You're still a virgin, right? A boy/girl ...

... virgin"

"Yes, I am," came his timid reply.

"What about boy/boy fun? Have you played with another boy yet?"

"N-no."

"No? You don't sound very sure?"

The questions were leaving Steven floundering.

"I, I..."

In one confident, swift move Master slipped his hand into Steven's gown, and wrapped his hand around the teen's cock in a firm grip. Steven startled but didn't make any move to attempt to stop Master, his hands clutching at the bedsheets, his eyes wide in shock.

"Erin told me you were bigger than your dad. I see she was right." Master Nathan smiled at Steven. He ran his thumb over the head of Steven's cock, then let it go. Removing his hand from the teen's dressing gown he sucked his thumb clean of the drop of Steven's precum as he continued to hold the teen in his gaze. "When you are ready, come out for dinner. You look very cute in your robe." Master stood and headed to the door.

Steven pulled his gown tight again, flushed at the experience of having an older man grope him. At the door, Master gave him a smile. As he turned away, Steven had to ask a question.

"You didn't... You didn't touch Sandy til she begged you. Why didn't you ask me for consent?"

Master Nathan stopped, and then returned to the bed, standing over the teen. "You are just like your father, even if you don't know it yet. When the time comes, I already know your answer." With that, he turned and left the room.

.

"It's such a wonderful evening - let's eat outside." Master ...