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Subject: SHELTERED IN PLACE 5 had a super long chapter written but needed to break it up for the pace. so the rest is coming. ; ) None of this would be possible w/o Nifty so please show your support SHELTERED IN PLACE (with my dick stepbrother) 5 by ail Family dinner is new. No matter what happens during the day we all come together now. When this "family" started they tried to make family dinner happen. Mom loved the idea - she had gone from bad to really the best (Doug). Doug loved having two boys and a wife. They both loved that our names were Adam and Austin and took it as a sign that they were meant to be. So they tried to impose their bliss on us. When they introduced us, everyone thought A A awh so cute. I'd think `No! None of this was planned! He's my dick stepbrother who I can't stand.' When Adam got to high school, he got busy with wrestling practice. And once he got his car we never saw him. By the time he left for college we were all just coming and going from all directions. And so family dinners hadn't been a thing until we were all stuck together. What's weird is that weeks (and months) of sitting down to dinner together actually turned us into a family. Mom and Doug loved that me and Adam were spending so much time together. They wanted to know all about our day. When we were younger we had to settle on a version of events. He'd try to make nice after a day of torment. Not quite the same now, but we still had to keep our story straight. (Sometimes obviously high. Lol. But there was a new motto in the house: `NO RULES!') Adam was on his `good' behaviour which I typically hated, but since we've been hooking up I'm glad one of us kept it cool. It was sincere too. Him and my mom really started to connect. She always loved him. I was happy to see her enjoying his company finally. She had tried so hard for so long. Doug had dad jokes for days and now we were his captive audience. I never looked at him as anything but the family provider. But seeing him everyday smiling and laughing at dinner - I just had a warm spot for him. I decided he was handsome too (for a dad). He was an older version of Adam. Tall, dark blonde with some grey. Jock build but like padded a bit - so like dad jock. He played sports in high school and college and was still in sports leagues. Before all this he'd head out to play street hockey with the other dads carrying his roller blades and a big bag of hockey gear. The past weeks he was letting his beard and hair grow so he was looking like a lumberjack / mountain man. I was newly in awe of my stepdad. Hmmmm. When dinner was over it always came back to me and Adam. We'd be in the afterglow of a wholesome family dinner when he'd look at me and say "You wanna load?" right in front of mom and Doug. "Yes. I do." And so he'd rinse and I'd load the dishwasher. But he had done what he meant to. He had switched me on and made my entire pelvic floor just hum at the thought of a good night fuck. Some days we'd have time during the day or in the morning but we ALWAYS made time to come together at night. And so whether it was to top-off from earlier in the day or the first time I'd have him inside me - I'd end the day on my back, legs out to either side just being the best pussy I could possibly be for my big bro. He'd bury his face in it and take both his hands and work my nips. It got so intense when he kept going I'd see a white hot light and just shudder in with a pillow stuffed over my face. When my hips shook he'd make a muffled growel right kocaeli escort (https://stpribor.com/) into me and grind me down. I'd be bucking and would just have to ride his face. When he had his fun making me cum outta my mind over and over, he'd climb on top of me and give me dick. Yes please. Thank you. He would either dump one more load for the day or it if was our first fuck he'd give me a steady dick down for 40 mins or more. Whatever he needed. And so every night I'd go to sleep with a butt full of Adam. I love when he splashes cum on my face. He won't let me wipe it off and I fucking love wearing it. Love the cum running down my face in all directions, scooping it from under my eyes into my mouth. We both loved the visual (I looked like a porno slut). Adam took pictures of me on my phone. I think he has some on his phone too. I look at the pictures when I'm riding in the car with mom. Just thinking about being covered in his cum. Swallowing a load is so fucking tasty. My face buried in his sweet crotch. Balls to the face. Dick swelling and jumping in my throat. The taste is the best part and I think its good for you. Like healthy. But taking a load inside. Fuck. When he just collapses on top of me spent. I feel like I've got the most male part of this stud inside me. Like the essence of Adam. I feel lucky to get his cum over and over again. There is no end to the volume of cum he fucks into me. He leaves drained with me loaded and broken in half. - But it really all started the morning after one of these good night fucks. I farted in front of Doug. At first it was just me in the kitchen in pajama bottoms with no shirt, staring into the fridge when I heard, "Morning Mr Austin" "Hey D... Morning" He had a pre-coffee face, but was smiling. His hair was all over the place. He looked like a total wild man. Looking at him made me feel warm and happy. He started the coffee machine. He was wearing a tattered t-shirt with some band on it, pajama bottoms with bare feet. He was groggy so I took advantage and just looked at everything. Big wide feet. Trying to look and the bulge in his pj fronts.Wondering if his cock is like adams. Nice stomach that just looked like it would be comfortable to lay against. Broad chest. His t-shirt was ancient so I could see his skin through it, his chest hair and the outline of his nips. He lifted his shirt to rub his stomach and yawn. Huh. I guess I was now hot for my stepdad. I kept thinking about what mom said last week - `Mr Skidmark' and I couldn't get it out of my head and I finally broke down She needed me to get something from their room and so I had time to go through Doug's hamper. I was fucking terrified, but I knew which pair I wanted. I had seen him in them the day before - just above his waistband. I didn't have to dig deep but they weren't just lying on top. There was no skidmark but those were the ones I wanted. They were light blue Hanes boxers briefs. I was freaking out so I just stuffed them down the front of my jogging pants. I couldn't get to my room cause we were all going out together so I had to hide them down my pants the whole time with the family! When I finally got them to myself, I put them over my face and smelled my dad. Smelled his balls. I could smell his asscrack. There was a nice light line, just the trace of something. It smelled so good. Like I was pushing my face into Doug's ass. He smelled a lot like Adam. I hadn't smelled anything but Adam's for weeks. They were much fresher than Adam's, like a grown man that manscapes darıca escort (https://stpribor.com/escort/darica-escort) and puts on smell good for the wife. Adam's were rank from a run that day, so I picked them up off the floor. When I had underwear in both hands I couldn't help myself. I put them on either side of my face. Father and son's nutts right on my face. I was in fucking heaven. "Hey Austin - I got something for you buddy" He turns his butt to me, lifts his leg and farts. Like a nice tight trumpet. A toot. He laughed. We didn't have much in common but he tries. ; ) In the kitchen with Adam, his shoulders took up all the space. With Doug it was his ass. Big meatloafy dad ass under plaid pjs. Fuck. I smelled my dad's fart. "Oh yeah, I've got something for you!" I pointed my butt at him and as soon as I pushed I realized it was a terrible idea. What came was a loooooooong, wet fart with the unmistakable smell of cum. It just would not end. It sounded like my butthole was flapping in the wind. Then at the end you could hear the liquid push out. "Well... that's a lot of information" Doug. I grabbed my juice and bolted. I was forever trying to hide the fact that Adam's been putting his dick in me on the regular. I had all the physical evidence to deal with! I constantly have a wet slash down the back of my pants from butt jelly, cum and the coconut conditioner we use for lube. When mom cleaned my shorts and jogging pants, the dryer locked in the stains! I'm always super self conscious and wondering if mom and Doug notice. Now this! Adam on the other hand loved being bad... This is hard to say but... He is always reaching down the back of my pants to touch me back there. We could be in an aisle at CVS or in the kitchen while mom and dad are in the dining room. We'd be talking to them while he'd be moving his finger back and forth and around right on the outside of it. In the line at the grocery store he pulled his hand out and there was cum on his fingers and he tried to wipe it on my face. He thought it was funny. I don't think anyone saw. For the most part people are totally oblivious. But he was always letting me know he was thinking about my hole I was heading to my room but Adam's door was first. I was looking for refuge and some comfort from my big bro. I just busted in his door from the hallway and blurted out. "Oh my god. I farted in front of Dad!" "And??" He turned to me. "And it smelt like your cum!" Everyone on his screen laughed. Oh my god... he wasn't on mute! He turned a shade of red I had never seen before. I just closed the door. Oh shit. I've dealt with angry Adam before but not since he's been home from college. In the matter of a morning I fucked everything up. Sitting in my room my stomach churned and I just wanted to disappear. I was still in grade school when mom married Doug. Adam was 13. He already had an Adam's apple, hair under his arms and wore deodorant (which is funny cause he never does now). He had a bad boy hair cut - short up top with a mullet in the back. I thought he was so cool and tough. I found out fast that he was a total dick (too much aggressive jock energy) and so he was always stormy and looking for the closest outlet for his anger, which most of the time was me. A Half hour later he burst into my room. He was barefooted wearing gym shorts and one of those t-shirts with the side completely cut out so his side body and side of his pecs were exposed. He rushed towards me. "What the fuck are you trying to do to me?" He smacked me upside the head. gölcük escort (https://stpribor.com/escort/golcuk-escort) "You think you're funny?" Whack! "What are we gonna have to do with you? Huh?" Whack. Whack. I had my hands up but he was still landing head slaps. "Do we need to shove a butt plug inside you?!" Whack. "Stop you from farting cum everywhere?" Whack. "Stop it!" "You farted cum at dinner the other night." Ugh. That was true. "You want me to be a fag too? In front of my friend?" I was still shirtless but he grabbed me by the arm and drug me to the bathroom. He shoved me down in front of him. "What can we plug you with?" He was looking on the sink top. "Fuck that. You wanna be a fag. I'll treat you like one." He grabbed my hair and held my head back. "Open your mouth" He spit in my mouth. "Swallow." "You like that faggot?" My eyes just burned into him. He spat. "Huh toilet boy? Should I make you lick the rim? Is that what you want?" Pushing my head down. "Or maybe drink from the tap?" He whipped his dick out. I was looking up at him and his shirt with the open sides was hanging down so I could see his chest and one big nip peaking out from the side. "You like that faggot?" Now holding my head back. "Open your mouth" I've been smelling Adam's piss in his underwear for more than a month. I could taste a tiny bit from the tip of his cock when I started sucking him. What started as dribble at first, grew to a torrent of steamy hot piss. When we were younger, anytime I was in a situation with Adam like this I would just ride it out til his bullying was done, just stay calm and be subservient. So I started drinking it down. It was hot and tasted like salty soup broth. In between swallows the extra went down my chin, onto my chest and pooled in the seat of my shorts. It was splashing me in the eyes. As he's pissing down my throat I remembered this wasn't the first time he's peed in my mouth or peed on me. But it wasn't like this, it was him showing off in front of his friends. On camping trips he would wake me up by peeing on my face. But the very first time I ever hung out with Adam (without our parents) it was with his friends. It was at a park near our old house. There I was with my new brother who, before then, I looked up to in awe. I was excited to have an older brother. He wanted to impress his friends and thought picking on me would do the trick. He had them grab me and hold me down while he peed on me and tried to get it in my mouth. On the bathroom floor I couldn't keep up with the volume of piss. As Adam's pee filled my mouth and started to overflow, I remembered how I felt that first day. Humiliated. Just mad and hurt as everyone laughed. My chest just burning trailing back to the house. All the sudden I wasn't in the bathroom drinking my jock brothers piss. I was 9 years old again, being treated badly by the one person I had so much hope of being able to love. And so I broke out into hot fucking tears. I will never know why the sight of me half naked, crying and covered in pissed turned him on, but that's what happened. It was like a cartoon boner. It popped up. "You boys alright?" Doug through Adams door standing in the hallway. We both glared at each other. "Yeah" "We're fine" We both said. "Shhhh... Suck it. Adam. "Suck it yourself." I got up and left. I had to go to the grocery store with mom soon after. I didn't get to wash my face and now the inside of my mask smelled like Adams piss. Great. When I got home I stripped my bed. I didn't want to smell him anymore. I went for a bike ride and got pizza and texted my mom I wasn't gonna be at dinner tonight. When I got home it was just Doug and mom sitting in the living room. "Honey everything ok?" "I'm fine." "Adams worried about you" Doug. I went to my room.