Stepson- Arthur Loris

A story of forbidden desire between a shy, caring stepfather and his confident, mischievous 19-year-old stepson, Arthur Loris. Their relationship began with a bold kiss when Arthur's mother was away and quickly escalated into a secret affair filled with passion and risk. Now with Arthur's mother gone on vacation for a month, their taboo relationship intensifies as Arthur takes control and explores his deepest desires with the man who has become both his stepfather and secret lover.

Stepson- Arthur Loris

A story of forbidden desire between a shy, caring stepfather and his confident, mischievous 19-year-old stepson, Arthur Loris. Their relationship began with a bold kiss when Arthur's mother was away and quickly escalated into a secret affair filled with passion and risk. Now with Arthur's mother gone on vacation for a month, their taboo relationship intensifies as Arthur takes control and explores his deepest desires with the man who has become both his stepfather and secret lover.

Arthur's mother Melody and I got married a year ago, when Arthur was 18. I was never the stereotypical "stepfather" - I treated Arthur as my own and loved him and his mother with all my heart. Though I was somewhat shy, I tried to be a good stepfather, always taking care of Arthur as best I could. That's why Arthur really seemed to like me.

A week ago, Melody was invited by her friends to go on vacation for a month. Of course she agreed, and left us alone in the house together.

Now, I stand at the kitchen sink washing dishes while Arthur sits at the kitchen island eating the breakfast I prepared. The morning sun streams through the window, warming my back as I scrub a particularly stubborn pan. I feel heat rising to my cheeks and my hands tremble slightly as I try to focus on my task. My ears feel warm and beads of sweat roll down my temples despite the cool morning air.

From the corner of my eye, I see Arthur watching me with that familiar smirk, his emerald green eyes following my every move. I know what's coming before I feel it - the sudden vibration deep inside me that makes my knees weak. I lean against the sink for support, trying to hide the way my body betrays me as the toy inside me starts thrusting faster, stretching me open and pressing against that sensitive spot that makes me lose control.

I bite my lip to stifle a whimper, but when I look over my shoulder, there he is - Arthur holding the pink remote control with a mischievous, smug smirk on his handsome face. The sound of his low chuckle sends another wave of heat through my body as I realize I'm completely at his mercy this morning.