AUTHORS NOTE: You don't have to read this if you don't want to.
To all my readers, thank you so much for your patience. Life has been crazy. As of late, my mental health was on an all-time extreme low. Work drained me completely of energy, I barely got a decent amount of sleep, I gained a bunch of weight & my body fat doubled, and I really struggled artistically since the last post. In full transparency...I really, really, hated myself.
However, I am now feeling MUCH better, I'm working out religiously again. Eating habits are back in control, and my work/life balance is on point. (Just started day 1 of a personal exercise challenge; 300 dips for 30 days - can't wait to see what my chest will look like at the end of this. Have to do 200 more after I post this, my chest is looking fuckin huge just from 100 haha. )
Anywho --I'm back...and I'm really looking forward to finishing this story & giving Grant the happy ending he deserves.
Let this be a lesson to everyone, TAKE CARE OF YOUR MENTAL HEALTH.
Without further ado, please cum & enjoy, My Massive Stepbrother: chapter 7, part 3.
*Fiction / All characters within this story are 18+. Any resemblance between the characters in the work and real-life individuals is unintentional.*
**Chapter 7**
PART 3:
Holy fuck.
Holy fuck.
Holy. Fucking. Fuck.
My soul was in complete elation, my heart was beating quickly in my ears, I fucking felt it…I fucking felt his fucking cock. My body was pushed into the corner of the shared couch; I was hungry, starving…
There he was, my massive stepbrother, reclined like a king waving his scepter around. And I; the lowly subject, waiting with desire to be knighted. All I could do was imagine the feeling of him inside me; I was in heat my hips were grinding uncontrollably.
“Grant….” His eyes were locked on his cock, meticulously milking it. Thus producing a stream of pre-cum that fell on his thigh, “….get over here…”
Play it cool Grant…play it cool…
“Fuh-whuu-huhh????” My mouth spit out a jumble word, I had no idea what I was trying to say
"Real fucking cool, dork."
“Do you…want to sit closer to me?” His face turned to me, but his eyes burrowed into mine, “…if not…no worries…”
Is he blushing? Wait...did he…just ask me to sit closer to him? Wait…like...right next to him????
“Oh…uh…yeah…sure…I guess…” I tried my hardest to act nonchalant about this, but deep inside, I was ready to stretch my mouth on that massive meat pole
His left hand let go of the snake, leaving it to crash to his thigh, and point in my direction. It attempted to wave at me to come over, and jumping up, as Javi’s limb rested on the back of the couch. I was invited to sit next to the king.
My body reacted, crawling me over, slowly. The closer I moved, the bigger his cock became. I was just mere inches away from it, if he wanted he could have rested it on my right thigh.
“You comfy squirt?” In one swoop his right hand switched between grabbing the controller, pressing play, and then grabbing his cock again. “I’m really backed up…my balls are heavy as fuck…”
I looked down and watched as his lemon sized balls methodically rested on the couch. His sack was loose, thoughts of the first night flashed through my head when it was stretched out from the weight of his heavy jewels
“Yeah?” I licked my lips, “I can tell…they look…really full…”
“Yeah, between our back and forth,” his hand grabbed hold of the twins, and softly cradled them. The massive paw bounced the tender, but full orbs. Javi’s hand quickly departed, leaving them to hang “…and you kicking me in the balls…”
“OH FUCK…OH FUCK…OH FUGHHHK!!!!!” The twink on the TV interrupted our conversation
“Goddamn…that’s fucking hot as fuck…” Javi’s attention was broken, and he focused on the TV. On command, he restarted the milking motion, and all I could hear was the squelching hiss of the anaconda sized cock before me “holy fuck...my balls are fuckin’ aching to cum…”
Somehow over the sound of Javi’s hand massaging his beast, his juicy lips lowly growled a string of words I never would have imagined, “Grant…your skin was so fuckin’ soft...you felt like silk on my cock.”
My heart jumped into my throat in reaction to his words. There was a ringing in my ears, and my body tried swallowing the ball of cotton that formed. My eyes left the monolithic meat, and then focused on this god-like profile, “Hha—ahem—J-j-javi…—ca—ahem—c-c-can…”
With his eyes still on the screen, my stepbrother’s head leaned in. The sensation of his body hair tickled on my milky white skin, the soft pillows parted showing his pearly whites, “Wha--“
”AHHHHH FUCK!!!! YOU’RE SO FUCKING DEEP!!!!!” Javi’s dark mane swung towards the screen, my face followed. The twink was now on his stomach, underneath this bull of a man. It was comedic how completely miniature in size his body was compared to the top.
The full hilt of his cock was buried deeply in him, the camera panned out to show the bottoms toes scrunching in response to the deep thrusts. It quickly panned up to the twinks face. His brown eyes fucked the camera, and almost immediately his eyelids fluttered and the browns became white as his mouth let out a pleasured moan.
“Whew, fuck…I wish I could be that deep in someone…” His fist quickly slid down the length as if to mimic the movement of thrusting deeply. His foreskin was pulled back tightly, his cock throbbed in reaction to the sudden need to feel the inner most parts of someone. Loudly he boomed, “Sorry squirt, I really get carried away with this scene. It always gets me going!!!”
After reaching its destination, his fist released, and allowed his fingers to rest around the base. Javi’s pointer finger and thumb were struggling to connect, but with force he made a tight ring with his digits. It was really tight. His cock head flared in size, while the veins in his cock became overly engorged. With slow and torturous movement he pulled the ring upwards to the left, and he milked out a string of pre-cum. As his nectar came out, it started to pool on his left thigh.
“Ja—Javi—I..I…” He loudly cut me off
“Sorry I can’t hear what you’re saying…hold on!!” Suddenly in swift movement, his hand released the beast, grabbed the remote and paused the movie.
I watched in slow motion as his marionette cock fell from his puppeteer hand. I could almost hear the way it cut through the air.
With a heavy, but wet, slap it crashed down to his thigh.
*SPLAT*
His flag shaft stuck its landing in the puddle of pre-cum.
*Splat--*
In recourse it bounced a few more times. Jiggling with freedom, it bared a sticky sweet flag before landing back down.
*splat--splat*
The heavy orbs that rested on the couch contracted in pleasure from the sudden sensation of the fall. They were working overtime, and they presented the fruits of their labor.
*splurt*
My eyes widened with realization, breath hitched, abs tightened, and my hole began to pucker with excitement. My stepbrother’s massive dong...was currently resting on my thigh.
"Squirt, what were you sa---" Javi's voice stopped short, "...oh god...fuck...you feel..."
His glutes tensed up, forcing the resting anaconda to push out more nectar. The juice pooled on my thigh, and travelled downwards. I could feel the warm liquid saturate my smooth taint. Javi's body instinctually reacted by slightly rotating towards me, and methodically sliding his member in small short thrusts.
I wanted to burst into flames.
My hungry lips parted, allowing the caged muscle to go past my teeth to lick them in anticipation. I was hungry...my tight hole was cock hungry.
"Ja--javiiii--oooh fuck..." His hips pulled back, removing his cock and leaving a snail trail of pre-cum. I felt my thigh being pushed closed, his cock was now being thrusted into the side of my leg, My eyes pried themselves away, to look at Javi's face. His eyes were closed, while his lips disappeared beneath the rugged beard. His jaw tightened, and a low guttural grunt let me know he was focused.
"Fuck...Grant..." His thighs closed, while his right hand pushed his weight onto his left side. His low hanging balls fell down onto my leg. I was immediately covered in a blanket of soft velvety warmth. My skin was being cooled down by his quick but shallow exhales, his abs were now tightening, and sweat began to form. His foreskin was cock was gliding across my leg, and now being pushed into my inner left thigh. "Fuck...Squirt...so..fucking...soft..."
*It's now or never Grant...make your fuckin' move...*
You could see my cock throbbing in time with my heart, my body was burning up. It was time to nut up, or shut up. It was time for me to take control of my life. Like Javi said, it was time for me to make a choice.
My eyes closed in preparation, and my lungs deeply inhaled the sex scented air. With all my might, my tiny hands pushed into Javi's meaty chest. Moving him to his original position on his back.
*c'mon Grant...there's no going back now...*
Like a dancer, my pale left leg fanned over in an arch. My body trailed in toe.
The mouse had conquered the lion. My petite body had framed the giant torso beneath me. The weight of his body under mine, was enough to drive me insane. My thighs were straining to keep the straddle around his navel. His cock was bouncing wilding, at the same time tapping at my tiny pecker.
"whoa..agh...oh fuck Squirt...wtf are--" his eyes closed tightly, as he gritted his teeth in pleasure. His eyes opened, rolled back, and his hands flew to cover his face, "fuck..fuck...fuck...I'm going to regret this...I just know it..."
*this is really gonna shock you Javi...*
My velvet taint dropped down to meet the underside of Javi's cock, his body jolted in reaction to the sudden connection. With continued grip onto the doughy mounds in front of me, I began to grind all my weight into his cock. The thick vein pulsed against me, and I responded with grinding my hips again. His foreskin moved in sync with me.
"Grant...fuck...keep...fuck...." hid body stiffened like a board, and I could feel every muscle in him flex. The necklace tightened completely, and looked like it was going to snap. His lips looked so soft...so perfect...the parted "...doing that....that feels so...fucking--"
*now Grant*
Like magnets my arms wrapped around his meaty neck, and my body fell into his. I dove in to an embrace with the pillows that I dreamt of sleeping on. His lips were like feathers, while his beard scratched my face. His muscle parted my gates, and began to explore my mouth. His exploration lead to finding the secrets I whispered about it, the wants that I hid, and the praise of need I sang. His tongue was big, it was slick, but mostly it was strong.
I pulled back, and looked down to see his member leaking profusely. His juices were mixing with the black hair of his torso. My no longer innocent eyes looked up, and were met with sex starved. There was movement, and his muscular arms wrapped around my waist, and pulled me into back into him.
Our deep embrace, was the key needed to unlock the diary that we shared. Now it was time for us to write.
"I want...no..I have to--.no..." he stopped mid sentence, took me in visually, and then encased my waist. His fingers laced on my back, and thumbs massaged my navel. Without verbally telling me, and only by actions, he told me this is where I was going to feel him the most.
"Yeah Jav?" my eyes now sultry, looked back up. Our foreheads connected, and my hand gingerly cupped his jawline, "...talk to me...what's on your mind?"
His hands maneuvered away, while his bicep hooked me back in. The tender skin on my thigh was tingling as his paw glided upwards, finding its final resting place on my tight puckering hole.
In one final act of vulnerability, he drove his face into my neck. The chocolate notes of baritone vibrated through to my core, and he bared to me his truth...
"Grant...I..need to be in you..."
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