Page 114 of Hey, Stepbro

"Something like that."

I smirk as we share another tender kiss. As our lips meet, I taste the sweet peppermint from the candy cane. It's intoxicating, making me want him even more.

My voice is husky with desire. "Lie back for me."

Blakely complies, his eyes brimming with trust as he leans back against the soft pillows. His breath catches when I reach for the waistband of his cuddly sweatpants.

"Ready for this?"

A hint of excitement dances in Blakely’s eyes. "Bring it on."

With one smooth motion, I rip down Blakely's sweatpants, revealing his erection. It springs up, standing proudly at attention. My own body throbs in response, and I shake with lust.

My gaze locks on his arousal. "Your dick looks sweeter than the candy cane."

"Maybe it's just as tasty."

"Only one way to find out."

I lean in to press a gentle kiss to the head of his cock. The sensation makes Blakely gasp, and pre-cum gushes out of the tip. I swipe my tongue up and down, then cup his balls with his right hand.

Blakely clutches my shoulders, then makes a face. He works his cock into my throat, probing the depths of my mouth, which only makes me want him more.

All at once, Blakely palms my cock.

"Your turn, stepbro." Blakely's voice dances with mischief. "Show me your candy cane."

"Fair is fair."

I smirk and slowly pull down my own sweatpants, exposing my meaty erection. Blakely's eyes widen, and he licks his lips in anticipation.

Blakely beckons me with a finger. "Come closer."

I move in until our bodies are nearly touching, our erections pointing at each other like two magnets drawn together. Blakely reaches for both our shafts, wrapping his fingers around them. The sensation sends shivers down my spine as he jerks us off together.

"Blakely," I breathe, my mind spinning. He meets my gaze, his eyes dark and filled with lust.

Our lips crash together in a passionate kiss, our tongues exploring each other's mouths as we taste the sweet peppermint that still lingers there. Our moans mingle, creating a symphony of desire that fills the room.

"God, you're amazing." Heat between us rises as I grind into his palm.

"Feeling's mutual." Blakely's grip on our cocks tightening. Need courses through me, and I know we won't last much longer.

"Enough teasing." I break our kiss and look into Blakely's eyes. They're filled with passion and trust, prompting me to do what I know is best for him.

"Please, Brock," he whispers, almost begging.

I dip down and take Blakely's cock in my mouth again, swirling my tongue around the head as I suck on him. His moans grow louder, and his fingers thread through my hair, guiding me to take him deeper.

"God, stepbro," Blakely whimpers, his hips bucking up to meet my movements. The taste of him mixed with the lingering peppermint is intoxicating, driving me wild.

I reach for the bottle of peppermint lube we stashed here earlier, never breaking eye contact with Blakely as I slick some onto my fingers. His breath catches in anticipation, and I can tell he's ready for more.

"Relax," I murmur, pressing a gentle kiss to his thigh. "Trust me."

Blakely nods, spreading his legs wide, giving me full access to him. I start by rubbing my lubed fingers around his tight hole, teasing him enough to make him squirm.

"Please," he whines, the desperation in his voice making my heart tremor with affection.