Staying in the Family 11

Shaun’s grip relaxed and Nate pulled his lips off of the other man’s cock with a horrified look on his face as swallowed the first of his cum down his throat. The second hitting him in the mouth and the third landing on his chest, covering his illusory cleavage with cum. The salty semen seemed to snap him out of his state of lust. Had he really just done that?! He had a plan! A backup plan! A backup backup plan even! And still somehow he ended up on his knees in front of his step-son sucking his dick. He licked his lips, feeling something on it, accidentally tasting and swallowing more cum.

Shaun propped himself up on his elbow and stared up at the sexy beauty that stood in front of him gently playing with her pouting lips, “Damn…I’ve never been this hard in my life.” he chuckled and glanced at his still painfully hard erection, “You wanna go for a round two?” He smiled.

“Wha…?” He heard the girl say as she licked her lips.

“Well,” he started as he took Natalie’s hand in his and placed the other on her hip, “you made me cum so it’s only fair I return the favor, right?” It wasn’t his favorite thing but if she could suck dick like that then it would be a small price to pay.

Nate finally came to his senses enough to push Shaun’s hands away. He had to get away before the idiot realized what he was, or worse. With no explanation given Nate rushed to the door, no plan of where to go afterwards, his only thoughts at the moment were of escape. Flinging the door open–“Fuck!”–he swore in sudden shock as he came face to face with Emma. 

“What kind of language is that for a young lady?” She giggled wickedly as she pushed Nate back into the room. An easy enough task with how drunk he seemed to be and his hands both clamped desperately to his crotch. She grinned like a cat in a canary buffet. She hadn’t expected things to go this far and now Nate had her brother’s cum on his breath, and his chin. 

Both Shaun and Nathan turned in surprise as the doors to the bedroom swung open and Emma walked in.

“What the hell, Emma?!” Shaun shouted and tried desperately to cover his erection with the blanket. “Could you kindly, get the fuck out?!” He growled through gritted teeth.

“Oh sure, but first we should all have a nice family meeting.” She sneered as she pushed the door closed behind her.

“Don’t…” Nate begged weakly, the smell of cum still fresh on his breath.

Shaun started to move to stand but thought better of it given his current state of dress, and the fact Natalie had left him with a raging erection, even after a blow job. “Whatever it is, I'm sure it can wait.” he continued, not having heard Nate’s weak plea.

“Oh don’t worry, what I have to say will be quick.” She leaned into Nate and whispered into his ear, “But not as quick as you. My, my, what a slut.” She winked. “Anywho, I just wanted you to let you know I caught Nathan cheating on Ma today.”

“What?!” Shaun shouted angrily.

“Oh yes, not once but twice. In this room in fact.”

“Twice in the same day?! Wha-h-where is that little fucker?!”

Emma chuckled, “Funny you should phrase it that way. Nat?”

Again Nate begged in a hushed voice, “Don’t do this.” 

Emma leaned forward and whispered in his ear, “We are not friends.” She hissed with a smile, “If you don’t tell him I will rip your wig off here and now. Believe me, that is incredibly painful.”

Nate turned around so he faced Shaun, his hands still covering his crotch. “Uh…see…the thing…I…um…”

“Holy shit! Are you sleeping with Nate?!” Shaun said in surprise thinking he figured things out.

Emma let out an exasperated sigh, “Oh my god you’re both so stupid!” she rolled her eyes, “Look!” Instinctively Nate’s hands jumped to his head, hoping to hold on to the wig he hated so much but now his only protection. But Emma’s hands grabbed Nate’s skirt and yanked it down to the floor, exposing his dick to the siblings. 

Nate’s hands moved reflexively again, this time to cover his dick but he was too slow in his drunken state. “Emma what the–” Shaun shouted in confusion. Shaun’s voice caught in his throat as he took in the stiff dick that hung out of his date’s panties. His hands occupied with covering his genitals Emma yanked the wig off of Nate’s head, sending bobby pins flying to the floor. 

Silence filled the room as Emma let the realizations sink in. One second Shaun learned the girl he had gone out on a date with, the girl he had been making out with, and the girl he let suck his cock was a man! And in the very next second he learned that that man was his Ma’s cheating husband, Nate! Without the wig the similarities had become so glaringly obvious that even with makeup there was no hiding the fact that it was Nathan who stared back at him in equal shock and horror.

Nate gathered what little sense he had left and hurried and pulled the skirt up to cover his penis. “I think I’m gonna puke.” Shaun finally said.

“Hold that thought.” Emma said, shoving the unsteady Nate forward and onto the bed beside Shaun. “There’s more to our story so don’t either of you try running away.” A wicked grin grew across her face as she crossed the room in silence to the dresser beneath the oval mirror where she smiled at the tiny camera carefully clipped to the top still unseen by the two lovers. “Nate, we had a deal so I’ll let you have all the pictures we took today on our shopping trip.” Shaun glared at his feminized step father who sat quietly beside him, unaware he was keeping his hands in his lap to cover his own persistent erection.. “But I’m sure you figured out I’m keeping all the selfies you sent on your little date. I’m not entirely sure what I’ll do with those just yet, maybe I’ll share them with all your drinking buddies and see what they think.”

Emma continued to ramble on about all the ways she could blackmail and torture Nate, but Shaun wasn’t listening. He was too distracted by his own thoughts, the girl he had thought was so cute and so sexy…was a man. ‘I’m not gay.’ The girl he had actually enjoyed spending time with for the first time in a long time was a man. ‘She tricked me… he tricked me.’  He hated to admit it but he had felt a connection with her he hadn’t felt for any girl before. Somehow it was easier to just be with her than it was with girls he dated before…but she was a man! She…he…was Nate! Even now that he knew he could feel his hard member twitch at the memory of her his lips. ‘I’m not gay!’ “Shut up!” Shaun shouted, finally standing having put his penis back in his pants, “I’m done listening to this bullshit!” He glared at Nate who was busy staring at the floor, “You two hash this out yourselves but don’t involve me. I want nothing to do with either of you!” He turned on his heel and stomped to the door, nearly ripping it off the hinges as he tore it open.

“Uh, it does involve you brother dear.” Emma giggled eagerly.

“The hell are you talking about?!” he growled without looking back, already knowing the answer.

“All of Natalie’s selfies tonight include you, not to mention the little video of you two making out.” ‘And more.’ she added mentally, wanting to hold her trump card close to her chest just in case it was needed later.

“You fucking bitch!” Shaun shouted at Nate. “You threw me under the bus to save your own skin?!”

Emma moved quickly, stepping in front of her brother to stop what she suspected was about to be a scene of violence as he took a few hard swift steps in Nate’s direction. “You threw your own self under the bus.” She shouted back, “If you wanna blame anybody for what happened tonight blame yourself.”

“Me?!”

“Yes, you!” She glared up at her brother, “You two really belong together.” She chuckled bitterly as she walked around her brother, “You both only see women as objects to get your rocks off.” She shook her head. “Both pieces of shit.” She continued under her breath.

“That’s a damn lie!” Shaun growled.

“Shelly Lang.” She snapped back. Like a knee to the solar plexus Shaun suddenly had all the fight knocked out of him, “She was a sweet girl who foolishly thought you hung the moon. The only time you even spoke to her was for a booty call.”

“I was nineteen and she was crazy!” He said, as if that were a defense.

“Annie and Mary Sonders?”

Shaun rubbed the back of his neck, trying hard to hold on to his anger, “How was I supposed to know Annie had an identical twin?”

Emma crossed her arms in front of her chest. “Talk to her for more than five seconds?”

“Whatever. You win okay. Your, your little feminist revenge plot worked and I learned my lesson. Next time I’ll ask a girl if she’s a man first.” His last sentence he spat in Nate’s direction. “Just get rid of the selfies.”

“I have so much more than that now. And this is far from over.”

Sitting on the bed Nate quietly wiped his chin off with his hand as he felt the thick seed dripping down. He wasn’t sure what to do, she had him over a barrel. Not only did she have evidence of him cheating before, but now she held over his head that he had cheated on his wife with her own son on their bed.

“What the hell do you want?” Shaun said in a tired voice.

Emma chuckled, “To be honest, I hadn’t thought that far ahead.” She walked to Nate and ran her fingers through his short hair, “See originally this was about punishing Nate for being the cheating scumbag he is. And yeah maybe a little petty revenge on you.” She glared in her brother Shaun’s direction, “But color me surprised to see just how far you’ll go with a guy.” Her hardened face and glare shifted into a smile that touched her eyes. “And you know what daddy used to say; if you find gold don’t toss it cause you’re looking for silver.”

Shaun’s face burned red and for the first time Nate looked up from the floor with confusion and curiosity, finding it in him to speak up. “Why are you such a bitch?”

Emma giggled as she walked past Shaun, “As far as I’m concerned, you each made your bed and now you get to lie in it.” she opened the door but stopped and glanced back over her shoulder, “I mean that literally. If either of you leave this room before dawn I’ll send everything I have to everyone in your contacts lists.”

“What do you expect me to do all night?”

Emma sneered at her brother, “You two just had a little lover’s spat. Be a good and loving boyfriend for once in your life and make your girlfriend feel better.” She let the words hang in the hair a moment before speaking again, “Or get fucked.” she huffed about to leave and slam the door behind her, but stopped the smile on her face returning as she pointed to her brother's groin and the very visible tent in his pants. “Or just fuck.” Wanting to have the last word she stepped out of the room slamming the door behind her. Soon as it closed with the loud noise she winced, the memory of her father’s words echoing in her mind, telling her to not slam the doors when she was angry.

Stepping away from the door she turned to look back at it for just a second, wishing he was still around. He wasn’t always the best parent, but she loved him and missed him. If he was still here Nate would have never set foot in her home.

In the bedroom Shaun glared at his skirt-wearing stepfather who seemed to be trying desperately to twirl the strands of hair that no longer existed as he clutched his chest and resumed staring dejectedly at the floor. He almost felt bad for the poor sap, until he remembered what he had done to him and that pity turned into bitter anger. He wanted to kick his ass for setting him up but at this point it would be like kicking a drowned puppy. “I’m sorry.” Nate said gently.

“You’re sorry? For what? Cheating on Ma or tricking me so you could suck my dick?”

“...both,” he said with a shrug. ‘God I can still taste him.’ Nate mentally whimpered as he ran his hand through his natural hair. Strangely he found himself missing the warmth of the wig on his neck. “I didn’t…I didn’t want to trick you. She was blackmailing me…I guess she still is.”

Shaun stepped closer to Nate, who suddenly threw his arms up in defense for whatever blow was coming, “I’m not gonna hit you.” he growled.

“You certainly looked like it earlier.”

Shaun rubbed at the back of his neck, “My sister just told me she was gonna blackmail me and tell everyone I was gay because of you. I was pissed.” Shaun pressed his lips together. “I am pissed.”

“Still sound it too.”

Shaun growled, “Shouldn’t I be?” He glared down at the feminized man, “How long have you been cheating on Ma? How many men have you tricked while she–”

“I’m not gay!” Nate snapped, interrupting his step son before he could accuse him of being with other men.“I’ve never so much as looked at another man! She made me…I’m not gay.”

“Coulda fooled me the way you pounced on my dick.” Shaun huffed as he turned away from Nate, looking for somewhere else to sit. Or that was how he hoped it appeared, in truth he was still hard as diamonds. It was too easy for him to forget as he stared down at that angry face that Natalie wasn’t real. “For the record I’m not gay either.” Seeing nowhere to sit but the stool in front of his mother’s makeup table he turned to sit on the bed. Again Nate flinched to protect himself, “Jesus! I’m not gonna hurt you. I just wanna sit down. Okay?” He waited until Nate lowered his arms before he moved to sit down. He noticed Nate was once again trying to wrap his finger around a strand of hair that didn’t exist. Glancing around the room he found where Emma had discarded the wig and picked it up off of the dresser before sitting down beside Nate. “Here.” He shoved the wavy blonde wig into Nate’s hands.

Nate chuckled bitterly as he adjusted the wig, replacing as many as the pins as he could, “I…I am sorry. I never wanted any of this.” 

“Tricking me or marrying my mother?” Shaun asked through a clenched jaw.

“...Both.” Nate sighed, “Sarah’s a wonderful woman but…I’m what? Four, five years older than you? Do you really see yourself married in five years?” Shaun grunted as his only response, not wanting to so much as appear to be in agreement with him or her or whatever. The wig returned to its original position as much as he was able, Nate felt strangely comforted with it on, by its warmth, it was something to shield him from people just seeing him as a man in drag. Seeing him as some fairy that liked to suck… his thoughts drifted away not wanting to continue that line of thinking. 

“I thought if I let her make me up like a girl.” ‘A slut’ His mind corrected. “Then maybe…” his voice drifted away. Not wanting to admit outloud the idea that putting on a wig and a skirt would somehow make things better and he could continue on as he was the day before. He frowned as he twirled a strand of hair around his finger and crossed his legs, feeling his still excited penis rub against the soft material of his panties. ‘Fuck me why am I still hard?’ “Forget it.” Nate stood and opened his underwear drawer. “Shit!” He swore and slammed the empty draw before opening another below. Finding that one empty as well he quickly opened the third, and fourth, before slamming them each closed. Shaun grimaced, his mind a mix of confusion and arousal as he watched Natalie bending lower and lower as she opened each draw and slammed them with a fury. Seemingly unaware each time she reached lower she would bend at her waist, exposing even more of her panties.

Shaun shook his head, reminding himself that the blonde girl showing off her ass was actually Nate and then repeating it before adding that he did not want to bend her over that dresser to have her, even as his member twitched wanting exactly that. “W-what’s the problem?”

“That bitch stole all my clothes!”

“Hey, she’s still my sister.”

Nate gave Shaun a sneering glance before throwing his hands up in a huff. “Fuck this.” He said as he stomped to the door.

“Whoa!” Shaun shouted as he threw himself between Nate and the door, “Where do you think you’re doing?!”

“I’m gonna tell that bitch to give me back my clothes so I can go to bed!”

“You’re not going anywhere!” Shaun hissed.

“The hell I’m not!” Nate spat back, pushing past Shaun as he did.

Shaun grabbed the smaller feminized man’s arm and shoved him against the wall, “No, you are not!” He growled, “If either one of us leave she tells everyone! If you wanna screw up your life, fine! But I’m in this mess because of you–”

“You’re in this mess because you’re a horny moron!” Nate stabbed Shaun’s chest with his painted nail. ‘God why doesn’t this idiot put his shirt back on!?’

“Me?!” Shaun laughed bitterly as he planted his hands on either side of Nate, “You were throwing yourself at me all night!” Shaun looked the furious Nate up and down again, even knowing what he knew now he was still painfully erect, and his member openly pointed in the direction of its desire... ‘I’m not gay!’ he thought as he stared at the glistening lips he had been kissing just a few minutes ago as the memory of her foot under the table, rubbing against his dick. If that had continued he would have cum in his pants.

“I had to do that you idiot! She made me!” Nate growled back, standing on his tiptoes to try and meet Shaun eye to eye. 

“Did she make you beg to suck my cock too!?” Shaun laughed while he tried to ignore his dick twitching at the memory or…no it had to be the memory of the beautiful girl begging for his cock. He couldn’t be attracted to her…him now that he knew.

“I…” Nate fell back onto the heels of his feet. He glared up at Shaun, not sure what else to say he wrapped strands of hair around his finger and with his other hand he covered his crotch. Shuddering as his hand held back the tent in his skirt. Between getting cock blocked with Candy and Shaun cumming before he could, he was left horny and in need of physical contact.

Shaun smiled triumphantly, “What’s that?” He leaned in closer, turning his head so he could hear Nate’s non-existent response, “You what?” he faced Nate again, their faces mere inches from each other, “Did she tell you to admit you wanted to suck my cock since you met me?” Nate turned away as he stammered only for Shaun to grab his chin in his hand and force him to look at him, “Did she tell you to play with yourself while you sucked me off?” he thought again as he bit his lip, ‘God why am I so hard?’ He asked himself, having no idea of the medication that had been added to his drink.

Nate’s heart fluttered as he felt the heat radiating off of Shaun as he enclosed the space between their bodies. Swallowing the lump in his throat Nate forced the fire back in his voice as he grasped Shaun’s wrist. “You wanted it.” Was all he could think to say.

“I wanted it? What was it you said before? You want me to fuck you? That you wanted my cock from the moment you saw me?” Shaun said with a growl in his voice, his face only inches away. He was having a hard time reconciling what he saw with what he knew. Pressing himself forward to press into the body he held in his arms, his body making the decision of going with what he saw. The lust inside of him needed to be quelled, he needed to cum and Natalie was exactly what he needed. Nate wrapped his arm around Shaun’s neck as Shaun kissed him again as he pressed his body into him, trapping him against the wall while he was lifted off of the floor.

Shaun moaned as he squeezed Nate’s ass. ‘God damn, she’s hot!’ he thought as he carried Natalie to the bed. He had decided it would be more gay not to be attracted to someone who looked like she did. It was the only explanation he could come up with for why he was so rock hard even after he found out the truth. He heard Natalie moaning as they continued kissing furiously, he could feel her hands on his chest pushing on, pressing her nails into him before wrapping around him again clawing at his back, while he used one hand to hurriedly pull down his pants. Even as he pulled her panties down, exposing her erect penis Shaun was still surprisingly aroused but far from caring.

“SHAUN!” Nate called out before the younger and stronger man’s mouth was back to pressing into his own, his thick tongue probing his mouth to try and feel his tonsils. The passion felt good, he was so horny that his own cock didn’t seem to care he was with another man, all while his stomach twisted and his skin crawled.  He had tried pushing his step-son away from him, he had tried using his painted nails as a weapon, he had pounded a fist on his chest, yet he still couldn’t seem to help himself with how his body responded. Nate felt his dick twitch as his body practically melted into Shaun. He felt the hazel eyed man grip his leg, throwing it over his shoulder.

With a grunt Shaun pushed the head of his cock against her hole that was still slick with cum from earlier. He smirked as she let out a loud gasp that sounded like a mixture of pleasure and pain as he forced himself all the way inside of her. ‘God she is so tight!’ Moving himself deeper into her, Shaun’s skin got goosebumps as he heard Natalie moaning again before he slowly pulled out before thrusting his cock back inside of her. She yelped and dug her nails into his back once more as he thrust himself into her over and over again.

‘What am I doing!? What is he doing!? God why am I so horny!? Shit, shit, shit that hurts!’ Nate thought even as a heavy blush from arousal came to his cheeks and his eyes rolled back in his head as the cock pushing into him gave him pleasure that his mind couldn’t comprehend.