All Chapters of Yes Sir: Steamy BL Shorts: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

He worked me open carefully, one finger becoming two, scissoring and stretching. Then three, pushing deep and rubbing that spot inside that made me see stars. All the while, his other hand kept stroking my cock, keeping me right on the edge."Ready for me?" His fingers withdrew, and I whimpered at the empty feeling."Yes. Please. Need your cock inside me."He positioned himself, the thick head of his cock pressing against my stretched hole. "Look at me. Want to see your eyes when I take you."I looked up, and his gaze locked with mine as he slowly, slowly pushed inside. The stretch burned despite the preparation. He was thick, thicker than his fingers, and I felt every inch as he filled me.When he was fully seated, his cock buried completely inside me, we both groaned at the feeling."Okay?" His arms were shaking with the effort of holding still. "You feel incredible. So tight around my cock.""Yes. God, yes. Move. Please fuck me."He started slow, pulling his cock almost all the way

The kitchen smelled like pancakes and coffee. Elena was at the stove, Dad was checking his phone, and there was no sign of Dante."Morning, honey," Elena said brightly. "Pancakes?""Sure, thanks." I tried to sound normal, not like I'd just had my stepbrother's cock inside me an hour ago."Have you seen Dante?" Dad asked."No, not..."The basement door opened. Dante appeared, wearing gym shorts and a tank top, hair damp with sweat."Morning," he said casually. "Went for a workout. Couldn't sleep."Dad relaxed. "There you are. We were worried.""Sorry. Should've left a note." Dante's eyes found mine across the kitchen, and the heat in them made my breath catch. "Morning, Tyler.""Morning."Elena plated pancakes. "Eat quickly, boys. We need to leave in ten minutes."Ten minutes. We had ten minutes until they left. Until we'd be alone.I sat at the table, trying to focus on breakfast. Trying to ignore the way Dante was looking at me. Like he wanted to devour me right there in front of our

The second attempt at goodbye took another agonizing forty-five minutes.Dad found his passport exactly where he'd left it, tucked into his laptop bag in the home office.Elena decided since they were back anyway, she should double-check that she'd packed everything. Then Dad remembered he wanted to show Dante how to work the security system. Then Elena gave us another round of instructions about the house, the garden, the cleaning service that came on Thursdays.Through it all, I stood there freshly showered and trying to look like a normal stepbrother instead of someone who'd been fucked against the entryway wall less than an hour ago.Dante maintained perfect composure, nodding along to instructions, asking appropriate questions, playing the role of responsible adult son flawlessly.But every time our parents weren't looking, his eyes found mine with a hunger that made my stomach clench and my cock start to swell despite how thoroughly he'd already used me.Once, while Dad was exp

His room was bigger than mine, with a king-sized bed that dominated the space and floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the backyard. The morning sun streamed in, making everything feel too bright, too exposed.He reached for the remote on his nightstand and pressed a button. Automated blinds descended smoothly, dimming the harsh sunlight to something softer, more intimate. The room took on a warm, golden quality that made his skin glow."Strip," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. "Slowly. I want to watch."My hands trembled as I reached for the hem of my shirt. I pulled it over my head slowly like he'd ordered, watching his eyes track every inch of exposed skin. His gaze was so intense it felt physical, like he was touching me with his eyes alone."The pants," he said when I hesitated. "Everything. I want you completely bare for me."I unbuttoned my jeans with shaking fingers and pushed them down along with my boxers, stepping out of them carefully. When I strai

I woke slowly, awareness returning in pieces. Warm body behind me. Arm heavy across my waist. The unfamiliar scent of expensive cologne mixed with sex and sweat. The dull, pleasant ache between my legs that reminded me of exactly how I'd spent the morning.For a moment I lay there in the dim room, listening to Dante's steady breathing and trying to process everything that had happened in the last twenty-four hours. Yesterday I'd been a college student coming home for summer break. Now I was naked in my stepbrother's bed, my body marked and used and thoroughly claimed by him.I should have felt guilty. Should have been panicking about what we'd done, about what it meant, about what would happen when our parents came back.Instead, I felt safe. Satisfied. Like something that had been missing my entire life had finally clicked into place.The arm around my waist tightened, pulling me back against him. His cock, already hard, pressed against my ass, and I couldn't help the small sound that