He's seventeen, five feet six inches tall, slim and has the cutest ass on the planet. He sucks cock like no one I've ever known, and he really really enjoys having me fuck his tight asshole. I first fucked him when I discovered him reading my diary, and a section where I admitted to fucking a young neighbor of ours only weeks before in our kitchen. Telling me he'd have to think about whether he should tell his mom or not, I challenged him on why his cock was erect in his boxers. His reply "Maybe because I wish it was me in the kitchen".

Not waiting for him to alter his mind set, I walked over, took out my dick and pretty much forced it into his mouth. That's when I knew the boy was born to suck dick. His technique was flawless and my cock responded immediately. Licking, sucking down deep and almost vacuuming my cock until I decided before I burst, to fuck him where he'd read about me fucking our young neighbor.

If fucking his mouth was awesome, then sliding my cock up his asshole, after first rimming that sweet hole of his, was just amazing. Yes he felt pain, yes he struggled at first to accept the girth of my cock. But within minutes he was backing onto me and calling for me to fuck him deeper. An inch or so more and that boy was going crazy for me and my dick.

From then on we fucked, and we fucked real hard. I absolutely hammered his fuck hole, and he took it in a state of near orgasm. Right up until he arched backwards, screamed out he was cumming and I witnessed such a beautiful sight of his tiny cock spurting out his seed all over the kitchen table.

Never one to miss a trick, I pulled out instantly, got him to kneel and tossed on my cock in front of his face. It was my seventeen year old step son who opened up his mouth, drew in my cock and sucked on my erection that hard, my cock exploded in seconds. As my balls drained and I convulsed with the pure pleasure and strength of my orgasm, he carried on sucking and swallowing my cum.

Releasing my dick, he licked his lips, told me from then on HE was my only boy and that I was going to teach him everything. Before I could answer, he stood up reached up and pulled my head down. We kissed with such passion and desire my cock began to rise. It was then I knew for definite I'd carry on fucking Rygial and I also knew, he wouldn't allow me to stop.

Three months on. Rygial and I are traveling over to Europe, Italy soon. It's his eighteenth birthday and he wants to spend it in Tuscany. His mom was a bit annoyed at first, but she's seen how close we've become lately and loves that he's now fully accepted her husband. She hasn't got a clue (I think) we fuck almost every moment she's working, or at her golf club. She also doesn't know part of the reason we're going to Italy, is because my cousin lives there. And it's he who I first had gay sex with. Rygial wants to experience being the meat in a gay sandwich. Something I and my cousin are only too happy to oblige him with.

There is absolutely no pressure from me to further our sexual relationship, but my step son makes sure we do by seeking me out to force my cock down his throat, or deep up his ass. Even with his mom at home these days. My wife did make a comment the other day, which is why I went back in my confession just now to put (I think). Her comment was about the so called smell of sex in our basement. I'd not long fucked Rygial over the weight bench down there, and she'd gone down for something or other. After her comment, she smiled at me and said "Love the fact you two are getting along so great. He needs you right now, you know that don't you". I smiled back and heard her say as she walked away, "Just make sure you're both safe".

At first I thought she was meaning our trip to Italy. But three days ago I saw a leaflet on our kitchen counter, the kind you find at the doctors surgery. It was about safe gay sex, and how to maintain a clean healthy gay relationship. Rygial and I hadn't put it there. So.....