1. A Stepfather's Love: The Best Birthday Present Ever


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    stop thinking about him; sometimes my grades would slip up accordingly, and I’d find myself daydreaming, thinking of the way he looked so sexy in a pair of tight jean clinging to his muscular butt, thinking of that beautiful monster of a cock. And since the first porno I’d watched of Rocco, I’d searched for more of his videos. I’d found several professional pornos starring him. Whether he was fucking a scrawny, sissy twink boy who took it like a bitch, or fucking a big, masculine bear like himself who took the dick like a man, he didn’t disappoint. I’d download his videos and occasionally jack off to them. I tried to save it for when he wasn’t home to reduce the risk of getting caught. But sometimes I just couldn’t help it; I closed my door and put headphones in so he wouldn’t hear or see anything. And I’d have those wet dreams every other night. Little did I know that he knew more than I thought he did… Now it was my eighteenth birthday, a Friday in the middle of hot, humid July. The sun was starting to go down, and the party that had been going on all day was dying down as well. Rocco, my friends and I had spent the entire day having a cookout, playing games, drinking beers, smoking weed, and all that stuff, just having a whole lot of fun. I had gotten several gifts, including T-shirts of my favorite artists, several bags of weed, and (from Rocco), a brand new Cadillac. Now night was starting to fall, and my friends were going off to do their own things. It was shortly ...
    after 9:00 when everyone was finally gone, and Rocco and I were left to clean up the post-party mess. Still stoned and slightly drunk, I made to start cleaning up, but then Rocco stopped me. “I think we can save the tidying up for tomorrow, Jesse,” he said with a grin; he was just as high as I was. “Why don’t you come up and smoke a joint with your old man?” “Sure,” I said with a chuckle. With me, there was no such thing as “too much weed.” So we went in the house and went up to his bedroom, a large and spacious room with a king-size bed. At the moment, I didn’t realize how hot it was in there; apparently his air conditioner was off. But I was so stoned that I didn’t feel the change in temperature that much. We sat down on the bed and Rocco pulled out a nice fat joint and lit up. Ten minutes went by of us passing the joint back and forth, talking and laughing. Then when it had finally gone out, I turned to Rocco. “I really appreciate all this, Rocco,” I said. “You know, not just everything that’s gone on today, but taking care of me all these years.” He had a hilarious grin on his face as he replied “It’s no problem, kid. I’ve grown to really like you like my own, ya know?” “Yeah.” “So how’d you enjoy your birthday?” “It was great, man. Having all my friends here, and the presents.” “That’s a pretty sexy car, ain’t it?” he said. “Yep, one of the best birthday presents I’ve ever gotten.” “Well,” he said, grinning even more broadly, “that’s only one present I’ve given you today.” ...
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