It's Turned Out Ok

Between the ages of seventeen and nineteen I was periodically homeless, depending on the relationship I had with my mums new husband at any given time.
And now twenty one years old, I know the reason why we had such a fractions relationship.
I'd tell my mum I was staying at a friend's house, and sometimes I would. But mostly I'd sleep rough. And it was during one of those times I met Craig.

He wasn't the first guy I had sex with, but he was the first to fuck me.
I'd sucked off lots of older men during my 'homeless' periods. Mostly for cash or something to eat.
Then I met Craig a fifty two year old widower, who welcomed me to stay at his place. Not at first for sex, but because he too had been homeless in the past.

After a while ( Two weeks of living with him) I told him I'd suck cock for money when i slept rough. He seemed indifferent to my comment at first, but as the night wore on, I couldn't help but notice he had a boner in his comfy shorts.
Basically I seduced him into letting me suck him off, but if truth be known, I think he wanted oral sex anyway.

It was a surprise to me that he stayed hard after cumming in my mouth, so when he invited me to sleep with him rather than his sofa, I did so knowing he wanted to fuck me.
In the hours I spent learning to accept his six inch cock up my arsehole, I grew to love being fucked. Only afterwards did he tell me that he'd taken a little blue pill.

Waking up the next morning with Craig's cock sliding into my arse as he spooked me, was a beautiful way to start the day. He fucked me much harder than the night before and even had me finger his arse as he fucked me missionary.
I guess it was as much of a sexual discovery to him as it was for me.

I stayed a further fortnight, fucking every night and exploring each others sexual likes and limits.
The reason I went back home was simply because I missed my mum.
Every time after that, that myself and my stepfather argued, I'd stay at Craigs and we'd fuck like rabbits.

Two things happened that changed everything for me. Firstly Craig moved. Not because of me, but because his elderly mother passed away, and he inherited her house. Secondly during a visit back home, I discovered my stepfather fucking a young guy. They didn't see me at first, so I watched as my mums husband fucked the young guy mercilessly. And it had me horny and jealous.

I didn't wait for them to finish, but instead walked in and demanded an explanation. The young guy was told to leave and I quizzed my stepfather. It turned out the reason he gave me such a hard time, was because he didn't trust himself not to fuck me. But here's the bizarre thing and something I didn't know. My mother knew and accepted he fucked younger men, even before they married.

I'm not saying I took advantage of the situation, but seeing as my stepfather still had a semi erection and it looked huge, I took hold of it and sucked on his dick. He could have stopped me if he really wanted to, but he didn't and throughout the next hour I spent a glorious sexual time with him, taking his cock down my throat and deep inside my arse.

It was a month or so later when I learned he'd told my mother what had happened between us.
She'd said nothing at all to me, knowing we were having sex.
What changed was my stepfather and I having sex in the shower as I thought my mother was asleep downstairs.
The words I heard her say were " When you two are finished, I need the loo".

We stopped fucking and I sheepishly passed my mother on my way to my room. She spoke to me later on and that's when I found out she'd known about her husband and I. And that she knew and accepted he was openly bisexual.

Nearly two years on and my stepfather and I fuck regularly. It's an unwritten rule we don't have sex when my mums home. But as I'm in college and mum works shifts, my stepfather and I get a few times a week to have sex. There is something else though that I honestly didn't know and recently found out. When my mother, who's forty four, visits her cousin, they have lesbian sex and have been doing so since they were teens.

No wonder she's ok with my stepfather and I having sex. I always knew I was a 'mistake' with my mum and my biological father (Who I see every so often) and I now know that's why they split up.