. : (-*) Memoirs of a Mexican Lion (*-) : .
Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. I have noticed you loved the other story about my Argentinian lion buddy and myself doing some lewd stuff that could have ended up in a more dirty, nasty and sexy thing. I won’t talk about myself, but about something a friend of mine told me. So unzip your pants, unbuckle your pants and get ready, everyone in mating session.
Vincent, whom I honestly will call Vince for now, told me something juicy for all of you fuzzies to know. He has a stepfather! … What? I can see questions flooding your mind saying “How the fuck is this sexy? You fraud!” let me explain.
Vince’s mother got married with another fella a few months ago, and I know that because Vince told me just a few days ago, of course he would have told me earlier if I had asked him, but he was the one telling me this without my intervention for the motives that are going to be explained right now…
Poor Vince, when he found out he didn’t really like it at first, I don’t blame him, the idea of a stepfather has been demonized for centuries thanks for the fairy tales we all know, which are honestly a half-truth about something we call “Life”. First, his relationship when he met him was… not that good, he was in denial for a few days until he had to faceplant into reality and accepts the fact that his mother loved another man. “The end”, I would say, but that wasn’t the end… Something “odd” happened a week ago, something that “changed” his relationship with his step-dad. His step-dad’s name is Leopold, by the way.
One day, they were doing the normal chores, Vince’s mom was out the house, for supper, and… let’s say his dad seemed… grumpy about something, and Vince noticed it quickly, which meant one thing: “Don’t freaking upset him”, he told me as a dramatization of what he thought. After half an hour of chores, his dad wasn’t allowing him to help him on heavy duties, so he decided to go to his room to relax and relieve stress.
Vince decided to remove his shirt as he felt the temperature of his body too hot to bear, revealing his lean body. He also decided to unbuckle his pants, unzipping them in the way,afterwards throwing them to a side, then sat on his chair to use the computer.
He browsed around, watching some videos on YouTube, usually for the laughs and giggles, until his hormones started to betray him. Some Mexican freak like me messaging him wasn’t helping at all either. He had the need to masturbate, and wouldn’t be able to hold the need anymore. So he removed his pants and sat comfortable on the chair, clicking around until he was
on a porn site, with hot pictures and videos. He jerked his hot, uncut rod for a while.
What took him off guard was that suddenly his step-dad decided to just burst in, asking “Where th’ hell are you?! I have been calling yo- - - …” He just stopped, his eyes bursting in surprise and his left eyebrow raising as he saw his own just surprised there, his right hand stuck on his now semi erect cock.
Vince wasn’t feeling good right now, he didn’t know what to do, “I…” he stuttered, his step-dad immediately interrupting him, “I didn’t know that shit was going to be an actual problem, now it is” he said with an intimidating tone, grasping poor Vince’s left wrist, making him go to the couch in the living room. He sat down with Vince beside him.
Vince was full of fear, his step-dad never seemed to accept his sexuality, from which he had to be careful, but right now he had done fuck up, he got discovered masturbating to porn, and now it was going to hurt, or at least he thought, since his step-dad had never threatened him or hit him.
“Lay down on my lap, you freak” Leopold said with an annoyed tone, his right fist clenching, Vince hesitantly did as he was told, his ass on display, still having his underwear on, unsure of what Leopold was going to do, he closed his eyes. A sudden, but not painful blow went to his left asscheek, making him gasp in surprise, immediately opening his eyes and looking back with the rear of his eyes, seeing that his dad had spanked him. “I am gonn’ slap the faggot outta you, son” he said, in a rather mocking but serious tone.
He kept hitting his ass, by now marking a reddish bruise on both of Vince’s buttcheeks. He didn’t know, but Vince was enjoying it, covering his mouth with both his hand until he couldn’t hold it, and let out a moan mixed with a groan. Leopold took this out of guard, he was surprised that Vince wasn’t actually hating this, or complaining about it. “What th’ fuck is wrong with you?! You aren’t supposed to enjoy it!” He said with a rather noticeable nervous tone.
Uh Oh…