The Wheeler Family – No Substitute – Luke Hudson, Jonah Wheeler
My stepdad and I didn’t talk much on the way home.
Once we left Uncle Mason’s house, I was surprised at how quickly we fell back into our usual routine. Jonah was always very friendly and family-oriented, treating me like his son from day one. So it wasn’t uncommon for our conversation to lead to things like school, work, and future obligations. We just never talked like this with his brother cum still inside me.
I knew we wouldn’t get much of a chance to talk about it when we got home, but I never got around to bringing it up. I didn’t want to make things awkward or make him uncomfortable. And I didn’t want him to feel like we couldn’t be father and son yet. I just…I couldn’t help but remember what his cock tasted like and how it felt just before he came on my belly. And I wanted more. A lot more…
It took about a week before we were home alone. Mom had gone to visit some friends for the day, leaving my stepdad and me alone.
I was doing laundry when I saw that his bedroom door was partially closed. I peeked in to see if he was home and saw him lying on the bed, masturbating. He was in nothing but his white underwear, stroking his cock and running his fingers through its thick dark bush.
Instinctively, I pulled away, wanting to give him privacy. The whole time, I was thinking about what we did. I know why we haven’t done anything or even said anything since then, with Mom around. But now… with him alone and cuddling… I wondered… does he want me? We can do it? And if so, would he ask for it?
The more I thought about it, the more I realized the answer. Jonah’s biggest flaw is also his most redeeming quality… he’s a nice guy. He never wants to pressure or coerce. He never criticized me for breaking curfew or skipping homework. He just wanted to get along and be a good father.
From my room, I called out, “Dad, are you here?”
I waited to see how he would respond. I expected him to look flustered, quickly zip up his pants, and tell me to wait a minute. Instead, he replied, “I’m here.”
There was teasing in his tone that made my heart start to pound. I knew what he was doing; he was inviting me in. Mission Accomplished.
I slowly opened the door and saw his giant thick cock standing as he sat on the bed. He gave me a look that was very different from what I was used to. A look I hadn’t seen in a week. Not since we were both naked with Uncle Mason.
He continued stroking himself, slowly, never taking his gaze off of me. He asked what was on my mind, and I told him the truth. I told him I couldn’t stop thinking about what we did.
He smiled, still stroking the cock, and replied, “Me too.”
I took off my shirt and got into bed with him. It was the first time I was like this with him. Even when I was at Uncle Mason’s, it didn’t exactly go to plan. And then, we were somewhere else…not our home. But this was our home. His bed. My stepdad and me. And we were alone.
He leaned down and gave me a careful kiss. I could tell he wanted to take it slow, following my lead. The nice guy in it. He didn’t want to force it. But I was not a little boy. And I knew what I wanted.
I put my hand on his cock, feeling it throb and throb in my grip. Little strands of precum landed on my fingers and softened my strokes even more. Jonah seemed to like it. He responded by placing his hand on my crotch, under my underwear and feeling my cock. I was just as hard as he was, but he clearly had the inches.
We lay in bed, playing with each other, being sweet and gentle, until he let me lean over and swallow his cock.
God, I loved that taste. I didn’t understand much of it before, but now, it was all mine to focus on. I took it down my throat and let balls of it touch my lips. I watched them jump in pleasure at the sensation. I knew from observation that he liked a good wooden collar and wanted to make him proud.
As I covered him with my mouth, he played with my hole, feeling more and more ready for him to slide inside.
Jonah got me on all fours so I could continue sucking him while he licked my genitals. His tongue, lips, and mustache played a wild game, teasing and tickling me as he opened me and moved deeper and deeper inside. I could come just from that, but I focused all my energy on his manhood.
A part of me wanted him to come in my mouth, to taste his load and feel him filling my face. But before I knew it, he was on his feet and behind me, his cock pointed right at my entrance.
I gripped the edge of the bed, feeling the familiar bedding and looking into the familiar space. It has always been my room
us parents, a private space that was not for me. Now, as Jonah slowly pushed his cock inside me, this was our space. Forever, I would look at this room and think about Jonah fucking me. And that made it even hotter.
