GYOB - Stepdad Style - Submission - Part 3

I'm excited to share the next instalment in the GYOB Submission series. After Lewis forced Clay to jerk off down an alley at lunchtime, Clay is back to being more confused and horny than ever.

The next instalment (coming in July) will be the last one in this GYOB series, but don't worry - Clay and Karl will return.

Clay

After I’d met Lewis for lunch, I’d had to walk back to the office, attempting to shield the massive cum stain on my suit pants with my hands. Mercifully, I hadn’t bumped into anyone I knew, but when I got back, I’d gone straight to my car and sped home, my cock hard as a rock before I even hit the freeway.

My interaction with Lewis had completely fried my brain.

Yes, it had been hot as hell to be forced to cum in my suit pants down an alley, not to mention enduring the adrenalin rush of trying to get back to the office without anyone seeing.

But this was Lewis.

I’d known him since he was a teenager, and now he was effectively blackmailing me because he had a crush on me.

Sure, I wanted someone to help me explore my new kink, but Lewis wasn’t the person I wanted. What if he decided to tell Karl? Or worse yet, Karl’s mom?

He could ruin my life.

And yet, I wanted more!

I couldn’t deny it.

Whatever Lewis was doing, it was driving me insane with lust.

By the time I’d gotten home, I’d slammed the door shut, unzipped my pants, and jerked off again, cumming in a matter of seconds.

I threw my pants in the laundry, cleaned up, got changed and headed back to the office, unable to focus on anything for the rest of the day other than lunch with Lewis.

The following day passed in a similar haze, and before I knew it, it was already Thursday, and I was starting another day at the office.  

To try and compensate for my insatiable level of horn, I’d chosen a simple black suit with a sky-blue shirt and no tie. I’d chosen a dull pair of CK boxer briefs in an attempt to keep myself less aroused, and I was praying that a crazy busy day would be a suitable distraction from my dick, and from thinking about Lewis.

Karl

When I got home from work on Thursday evening, I was surprised that both Lewis and Jared were already home. They were sat on the sofa playing the Xbox and already had a couple of beers cracked open.

“Am I late or something?” I said as I dropped into a chair.

“We both finished early for a change, so we thought we’d have a boys’ night. You in?”

I smiled at Jared and nodded. “Fuck yes. Let me grab a beer.”

We always tried to have a boys’ night every couple of weeks. Since we’d finished college and started working, it was unusual for all three of us to be home at the same time. With dates, other friends, and work stuff, it just rarely worked out.

But I was definitely up for a night in with my best boys.

By 10pm, we’d demolished a few beers, a couple of pizzas, two movies and an exceptional tournament on Call of Duty.

I was just about to head into the kitchen to grab another beer when my phone buzzed in my pocket.

“Hey Clay, how’s it going?”

“Hey kiddo, just thought I’d give you the heads up that I might not be able to make the obstacle course thing on Saturday. I’m only just leaving the office, and it looks like I might have to work on Saturday. I’ll be able to confirm for sure tomorrow, but I wanted you to know now, just in case.”

“Oh, that sucks. Why’s work so bad?” I asked as I perched on the arm of the sofa, both Jared and Lewis looking my way.

“Some disaster with one of our biggest clients. I’m exhausted and starving, but I can’t face anymore takeout so I’m gonna stop at the grocery store and then I’ll head home.”

“I wish we had food here; you could have popped over.”

Clay laughed. “I’m not sure you’ve mastered the stove like your mom, kiddo, but thanks for the thought. I’ll give you a shout tomorrow.”

“No worries, Clay. Get some sleep and I hope tomorrow is better.”

“Love ya, kiddo.”

Clay hung up and I relayed the conversation to Lewis and Jared.

“So, Clay might not be there on Saturday?” Lewis said with a frown.

I shrugged. “Yeah, but he’ll confirm tomorrow. I’m sure he’ll come along if he can.”

Lewis nodded. “Sure, he will. I think I’m gonna head out for a bit. I’ll see you guys later.”

Without another word, Lewis got up, grabbed his keys, and headed out of the front door.

“What’s got into him?” Jared said, pointing in the direction of the door.

“Who knows.”

Lewis had been a bit weird for weeks, but he seemed better the last week. Maybe he just wanted some air, or remembered he’d forgotten to do something. Either way, I wasn’t letting it ruin my evening.

“You ready for another game?”

Jared groaned. “Sure, I can have my ass kicked again.”

Clay

After the day from hell, I drove the twenty-five minutes to Walmart. I really didn’t want to cook, but I just couldn’t face ordering anymore takeout. As lucky as I was that my gym routine kept me fairly trim, I didn’t want to push it. Since Karl’s mom had gone to Paris, my eating habits had been poor at best, and I just needed a home cooked meal. Even if it was going to be gone eleven when I got to eat it.

I parked the car, tossed my suit jacket on the passenger seat, and headed to the storefront. I was pleased to see how empty the parking lot was. The one bonus of grocery shopping so late was that there was barely anyone there.

I grabbed a hand basket and headed inside the store. I was just throwing some bell peppers in the basket when my heart sunk.

“Hey Clay, fancy seeing you here.”

Lewis.

“Lewis, I mean this in the nicest way, but I’m exhausted. Please don’t be a dick tonight.”

I saw a flash of hurt cross his face, which made me feel instantly guilty, but it was gone before I could be sure it was there in the first place.

“I wasn’t planning on being a dick. I just thought I’d give you some company.”

There was no way in hell that that was why Lewis had suddenly appeared at Walmart, but I just shook my head and carried on shopping.

Lewis followed me around as I grabbed some shrimp and some deli meat, and he didn’t say a word.

“You mean to tell me you drove out here just to follow me around whilst I shop?”

Lewis shrugged. “And I wanted to make sure you were coming on Saturday.”

I should have expected this when I’d told Karl. I’d just assumed that Lewis wouldn’t find out that quickly.

“It’s not a definite yet, but if I have to work then I have to work. I’m sorry, Lewis.”

I wondered if Lewis would kick off, but he stayed silent as I went in search of bread.

It was only when I headed down the aisle to get paper towels that Lewis jumped in front of me.

“If there’s a chance that you can’t make it on Saturday then you’re going to have to do a little something tonight.”

I sighed. “I already told you that I’m exhausted Lewis, and we’re in the middle of Walmart.”

“A Walmart that’s practically deserted,” Lewis said with a crooked grin. “Hand me the basket.”

I looked at his extended hand and was surprised that I willingly handed it over. I was even more surprised that after a hellish day, my dick was starting to twitch inside my boxer briefs. I had no idea what Lewis had in mind, but I had to admit that I was intrigued.

“I’m glad you’re being so compliant,” Lewis said with a chuckle. “Take off your shoes.”

I frowned but bent over to unlace my polished black dress shoes. Once they were undone, I stood back up and toed them off to reveal my sheer socks.

“Now what?” I asked, my body starting to hum with adrenalin.

Lewis placed the shopping basket on the ground before he picked up my dress shoes. “I’ll keep hold of them for now.”

“You just want me to walk around in my socks?”

Lewis laughed. “Not a chance. You’re going to take off your undies and hand them over.”

I looked to either end of the aisle.

“Are you crazy?” I said in a loud whisper. “What if someone comes down this aisle?”

“You better be quick so that they don’t.”

My fingers shook slightly as I undid the buckle on my belt and unfastened my suit pants. The zipper seemed to be incredibly loud as I lowered it, but I couldn’t deny that this simple instruction was taking my arousal back to the heights it was before work.

I pushed my pants to my ankles and stepped out of them, unsurprised to see Lewis hungrily looking at my hairy legs as I picked them up.

“I’m disappointed, Clay. Boring boxer briefs isn’t very you.”

“I don’t know what else you’d be expecting.”

“Oh, come on, Clay. I know you wear bikini briefs since you tried Karl’s. Get those boxers off.”

I was a little embarrassed that Lewis seemed to know about my bikini brief collection, but that only added to my arousal as I hooked my thumbs under the waistband and pushed my undies to my ankles.

Lewis swooped down and grabbed my pants and my undies leaving me naked from the waist down, except my sheer socks.

“Looks like someone is enjoying their public exposure as much as before.”

I didn’t need to glance down to know that my cock was hard. I just put my hands in front of it so that Lewis couldn’t stare.

“Okay, you’ve got my undies. Pass me my pants.”

I watched the thoughts process behind Lewis’ eyes as he considered his options.

He shook his head.

“After such a hard day, you probably need some release. Get your shirt off.”

“Lewis, I’ll be naked,” I hissed.

“Yes, you will. Get it off.”

I quickly unbuttoned my shirt, unable to believe that I was actually doing this in the middle of Walmart.

Lewis snatched the shirt from my hands before dumping all of my clothes on one of the shelves beside him.

“Shut your eyes,” he said.

“Don’t try anything, Lewis,” I said as I slowly closed my eyes, my whole body alight with electricity.

“Calm down, Clay. Hold your hands together and count to fifty and then you can open your eyes.”

“What are you going to do?” I asked, my heart racing faster.

“I’ll be right here. Just keep your hands together and count.”

I laced my fingers together and started to count, my knees shaking slightly as I held my eyes tightly closed.

I’d have never imagined that I’d find myself butt naked in the middle of Walmart with my stepson’s best friend. I wasn’t sure what my life was turning into, but my dick was certainly enjoying it as I felt a dribble of precum drop on to my socked foot.

When I reached thirty, I felt someone behind me that I prayed was Lewis.

A hand brushed slowly down my back before settling on my right butt cheek.

Definitely Lewis.

He slowly massaged my cheeks before running a finger down my crack, and just as I reached fifty, he pushed his finger against my hole, making me yelp.

“What the fuck, Lewis?”

Lewis laughed and took a step back. “You can’t blame a guy for trying.”

I glanced behind me to the shelf where my clothes had been, but they were now gone.

I was not only naked in Walmart, but my clothes had gone!

“Lewis, where the fuck did you put my clothes?”

“Oh, those! You’ll find them in the next aisle over. I tossed them over the top. I’d be quick retrieving them if I were you.”

My heart hammered in my chest as I ran to the end of the aisle, my hands tightly covering my throbbing cock.

Despite my exhaustion, and my disbelief that Lewis had groped my ass again, I couldn’t deny that this scenario was doing it for me big time.

I risked a glance around the corner and was relieved that there was no one in sight. I ran into the next aisle and could see my clothes and my shoes scattered along the floor.

Lewis was following me, but as I reached my clothes, I was surprised by how horny it was seeing them all over the floor. It was strange. There was something about seeing my shirt, pants and shoes thrown across the aisle that made my dick leaking even more.

I was naked and my clothes and shoes were scattered in front of me, free for anyone to grab and run off with. I could be left naked and hard in the middle of the supermarket.

“Go on, Clay,” Lewis said from behind me. “I knew how bad you wanna jerk off right now.”

I risked a quick glance in his direction, confused as to how he knew that.

“It’s really sexy seeing your clothes just lying there, isn’t it? Knowing that just a few minutes ago, the clothes you were wearing are now on the floor, and you’re naked.”

I had no idea how Lewis could read me so well, but at that moment, I didn’t care. I grabbed my cock with both hands and started to jerk off as I looked at my clothes and shoes.

One of my dress shoes was on its side, my shirt was half draped over the bottom shelf, my pants were in a pool of fabric next to my other dress shoe, the laces stark against the white linoleum.

Lewis came up close behind me and I didn’t even stop him as his hands returned to my ass.

It was just as I started to fuck my hands that Lewis gave one of my cheeks a massive slap and that tipped me over the edge.

I moaned and blew my load all over the floor and my socked feet.

Lewis massaged my cheeks as I came down from the orgasm and panted for breath.

“What the fuck did I just do?”

“You had fun,” Lewis said matter-of-factly. “Now, you might want to get dressed.”

On shaky legs, I stepped forward and grabbed my pants, pulling them on quickly and doing up the button, before I picked up my shirt. I pushed my feet into my shoes leaving the laces undone, as I buttoned my shirt.

Unsurprisingly, my undies were nowhere to be seen.

Lewis handed my shopping basket. “I hope I get to see you on Saturday. I’ll send over your outfit just in case you’re able to make it.”

I watched Lewis as he headed to the end of the aisle before I went as quickly as I could to the cashier. I wanted to pay and get out of there as quickly as possible.

The guy who processed my items kept giving me odd looks, but I was sure there weren’t any cameras down that aisle. And I don’t think anyone appeared.

But I discovered what the cashier’s problem was when I got outside and received a text from Lewis.

“Very glad to see you letting me take charge, Clay. Hope to see you Saturday.”

“Oh, and I hope you zipped up your fly before you went to the checkout. Your dick was on show.”

I looked down and my mouth fell open at the sight of my dick on show through my fly.

“Oh fuck!”