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*quot;He expects me to do fucking all of that!?*quot;
Winston was looking over a list of chores that his new stepfather had posted to the fridge. Jackson had seemed like a really nice guy, and Winston was fine with his mom marrying him. But soon after the wedding, Jackson revealed his true colors. He wasn't bad or abusive, but he did fire all of the staff that Winston and his mom had hired, including the ones who cleaned their pool and house, and even the ones who cooked for them! Winston begrudgingly admitted that, yeah, he should learn how to cook and do the laundry, but lots of families hired other people to do their yardwork.
Jackson was having none of it, but at least he had been kind enough to not demand that Winston get a summer job. In return, he would just have to do this list of chores. After eating breakfast, Winston got to work on the first task: cleaning the pool. Figuring out how to clean the pool, and then actually finding the strainer, took a while. Winston didn't want to get wet, so he had to awkwardly make waves and hope the leaves and dead bugs would float into the strainer. Eventually, fed up and frustrated with the task, he tossed the strainer into the pool.
Next on the list was yardwork. Even Winston could pick weeds. Unfortunately for him, though, Jackson wanted new plants put down as well, to make the outside look as good as the inside. Winston looked at the number of tools in the toolshed just for gardening, and he did a measly attempt at one row, which he dropped all the seeds in, two bags each of four different flowers. All the rest of the tasks on the list were done in a half-baked way as well. None were done in the way Jackson intended.
Winston was *quot;done*quot; before lunch, and spent the rest of the day lounging on the couch, getting caught up on his favorite shows. Jackson was the first to arrive home that day, and a bit earlier than istanbul travesti usual. He decided to walk in through the back, getting in a bit of fresh air. That allowed him to view the disgraceful job that his stepson had done with his chores.
Jackson was angry. He stormed into the house. *quot;Winston, explain yourself!*quot; he bellowed. Even with his loud tone of voice, Winston didn't hear him. That was even more unfortunate, as Winston had switched to watching porn and jacking off. So, when his stepfather barged into the living room, Jackson was greeted by the sight of his stepson beating his meat.
*quot;What the fuck, Winston!*quot; he screamed. This time, Winston heard him.
*quot;What the fuck, Jackson!*quot; he retorted right back, grabbing a pillow to cover up his erect cock.
*quot;Besides you shamelessly jerking off in my own fucking living room, you did a terrible job out there. Did even you even complete one of the tasks I assigned you?*quot;
*quot;Yeah,*quot; Winston responded, defiantly.
*quot;There is a fucking dead rat in the pool still, Winston! Get the fuck over here!*quot;
*quot;No.*quot;
*quot;NOW!*quot; Jackson screamed. Winston had never seen anyone get that angry before, so he did as his stepfather ordered. Thankfully, his boner had gone down, but Jackson ordered him to keep his pants down.
*quot;Why?*quot; he asked.
*quot;Because,*quot; Jackson started, grabbing Winston by the hair, *quot;you've been a bad boy, and bad boys need to get punished.*quot; Winston couldn't break free from his step father's grip, and he was quickly forced over his father's knees.
*quot;What the fuck, Jackson!? I'm fuckin' twenty years old! I'm too old to get spanked!*quot;
*quot;No one's too old to get spanked, boy. And until you complete all of your chores satisfactorily, you will get spanked by me. And also fucked by me, but let's get today's spanks out of the way first.*quot;
*quot;But you're my stepfather! You istanbul travestileri can't fucking do this to me!*quot;
*quot;I am the man of the house, Winston, and whatever I say goes. My wife, your mother, knows this.*quot;
*quot;She's going to come home soon,*quot; taunted Winston, as his stepfather's hand connected with his ass for the first time. He winced.
*quot;Before I walked in here, I texted your mother and told her tonight should be a girls' night. She's not coming home for a few hours, Winston. You're mine,*quot; Jackson said, with a devilish look, as he picked up the intensity of his spanking. Winston was now yelling out in pain as his stepfather continued to spank his ass, alternating cheeks and not stopping until Winston's ass was beet red and throbbing. Finally, he stopped, and Winston dropped to the floor. His ass was in so much pain, he couldn't even stand up.
*quot;Perfect,*quot; Jackson announced. *quot;Easy access to your hole.*quot;
*quot;You want to fuck me too?*quot; Winston asked.
*quot;Yeah, I find fucking straight boys up their ass shuts them right up and makes them do what I want.*quot;
*quot;What if I don't want you want fucking me, or spanking me?*quot;
*quot;Oh, I think you actually enjoyed it, Winston. Now wait here as I grab the lube.*quot; As he laid on the living room floor, he thought about it, and yeah, he actually did kinda like it. He was gay, and while he found Jackson somewhat attractive, he thought it was a pipe dream that he could have sex with his stepfather. Now it was becoming a reality, and honestly, Winston did want it. Also, he really had no choice, his body still in intense pain from the spanking session. Jackson returned back downstairs, having already stripped and lubed up his cock. Lube was dripping off his cock as he bent down and spread Winston's cheeks wide.
*quot;FUUUUCK!*quot; he moaned, as Jackson caused him even more pain. He swore yet again as his travesti istanbul stepfather slid his dick inside of his hole. Winston's hole was tight, but not too tight, and Jackson was able to get his cock inside easily. He was also able to slid his cock all the way to the base easily, and Winston yelped in pain as Jackson's balls slapped his sore ass. Jackson was a bit turned on by all of the pain he was causing his stepson, and Winston had to admit, it was turning him on too.
Jackson continued to fuck his stepson for a few more minutes, as Winston cried out in pain practically every second. Winston's cock was still rock hard, though, and even leaked a little bit of pre-cum onto the wooden floor. As much as Jackson liked the dominance over his stepson, he didn't want to cause Winston too much pain, and so he came after only a few minutes of fucking.
However, he came inside of Winston's hole, something very few men did. Winston usually topped, and the few men he bottomed for liked to pull out. This time, instead of screaming, he moaned as his stepfather's thick and creamy seed filled his insides. Jackson and his wife hadn't had sex in a few days, so it was a massive load, and copious amounts of cum remained on his cock after he pulled out. Winston was in no position to lick his cock clean, and besides, he enjoyed the view of his stepson's ass leaking out his stepfather's cum.
After applying some salve to Winston's ass, he was finally able to get up and sit on it again. The two of them had a wordless dinner, Winston still coming to terms with what his stepfather had done to him, including the fact that his stepfather had watched him jack off after their gay anal sex romp.
He new his stepfather was showing him who the man of the house was, the alpha male, but would he have fucked his stepson regardless? As much as Winston wanted to find out the answer, he knew he probably wouldn't like it.
It was late and he needed to rest up. He had to work harder tomorrow and actually complete that list of chores correctly, or face the wrath of Jackson all over again. Winston took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and smiled.