Power Trip - Chapter 1

: Over the course of several chapters this story will contain cuckoldry, forced-bi, male chastity, humiliation, and other female domination themes. These kinks are not for everyone; if you do not enjoy FemDom themes you will not enjoy this story.



Chapter 1

Veronica held down the CTRL-ALT-DELETE keys on the keyboard again, trying to get her computer to respond - to do anything! But it was useless. She had re-booted the cursed thing three times and subsequently every time she opened a browser window her operating system froze. “Fucking Bill Gates,” she cursed, finally giving up after a fourth seizure. Snatching a memory stick from the side of the unresponsive laptop, Veronica left her bedroom and started upstairs hoping her step-son didn’t have password protection on his computer. She was trying to download the latest firmware update for a new DVD player she had purchased and needed to access the manufacturer’s website.

Entering her step-son’s room was like walking into a demilitarized zone. Clothes were strewn from one end of the room to the other and empty soda cans seemed to occupy every inch of available surface space. She brushed a pair of socks off the desk chair, trying to fathom how teenaged boys could be such slobs. After sitting down and wriggling the mouse, Veronica watched as the computer monitor flashed to life. She was in luck; her step-son hadn’t powered off his computer, or set the screen-lock, and the default desktop came into view. With a triumphant smile she double-clicked the shortcut to his web browser. Careful of her neatly manicured nails, Veronica began typing in the address of the web site she needed. Her smile of triumph slowly faded to an expression more akin to shock. Before she had even finished typing ‘www’, the browser’s memory displayed a list of the sites frequented most.

The domain names of the sites made it perfectly clear what kind of content they contained. Veronica sat in disbelief for several seconds as she stared at the list, forgetting all about DVD firmware updates. Curiosity got the better of her and she wheeled the mouse until the curser highlighted the first suggested site. Hesitating for another moment, briefly debating if she should violate her step-son’s privacy, she finally clicked on it. Time seemed to drag as the site began to load, its content populating the browser window. It took only a few seconds for her suspicions to be confirmed.

“No way,” Veronica gasped amusedly at the images suddenly assaulting her, her mirth tempered by the surprise of what she had discovered.

Then a thought occurred to her. She closed the browser and opened a search field to examine the storage files on the computer. She narrowed the search to include only video or image documents and swiftly found what she sought. Veronica knew every teenage boy, along with being a slob, owned a stash of pornography hidden somewhere. Some hid magazines, others kept DVDs secreted away. Many, like her step-son, maintained a digital collection of naughty videos downloaded from the internet. The collection she found was as shocking as the websites.

Veronica’s instant dilemma was how to use the information she had just discovered.

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“Seriously, man,” Hector was saying as he drove, “your step-mom is like the hottest piece of ass I’ve ever seen. And that includes the internet.”

Colin rolled his eyes from the passenger seat. Every time he brought a male friend home it was the same story. “Yeah,” he agreed in a tone devoid of enthusiasm.

“How old is she, man?”

“Twenty-eight.”

“And how old is your dad?”

“Forty-three,” Colin answered.

“Damn,” Hector remarked. “So is she like a trophy wife or something? You know, one of those bitches who only marries a dude for his money?”

“I guess so,” Colin shrugged with his voice. “All I know is that my dad went on a business trip to Vegas and brought a blonde bimbo back with him, and then he tells me she’s moving in. Two months after that they’re getting married.”

“I just about blew a load in my shorts when I saw her in that bikini,” Hector recalled. “You think she’ll be by the pool again this afternoon?”

“Probably, it’s not like she has anything better to do all day.”

“Have you seen her naked?”

Colin sighed, “No. Can we talk about something other than my step-mom?”

Hector glanced at Colin’s annoyed tone, “What? You don’t think she’s hot?”

“Of course I think she’s hot. But what the fuck do you expect me to do? That’s my dad’s wife.”

“I wouldn’t care if she was my fucking sister, man. I would do anything and everything in my power to tap that.”

Colin snorted, “Yeah, well, you’d fuck a tree if you could find a wet hole in it.”

Hector didn’t seem to take any offence as he turned onto Colin’s street, “Maybe. It’s a good thing I don’t have any sisters!”

Colin couldn’t help the smile which crept onto his face, “Thanks for the ride. My car should be out of the repair shop by the end of the week.”

“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” Hector asked, pulling to a stop in front of Colin’s house.

Colin climbed out of the car, “Why, so I can watch you drool and pant like a dog while you stare at my step-mom? Normally that would be fun, but I’ve got a shitload of homework to do.”

Hector leaned towards the passenger seat, “If she’s in a bathing suit, take some pictures with your phone and text them to me…!”

“See you tomorrow,” Colin ignored his friend’s suggestion and closed the car door. Casting his backpack over a shoulder he walked across the lawn. As soon as Colin entered the house he heard his step-mother.

“Colin?” Veronica called, her voice coming from the kitchen. “Colin, is that you?”

“Yeah,” Colin replied, dropping his school bag on the entryway floor.

“Can you come here for a second?”

When Colin appeared in the kitchen Veronica nearly stole his breath. A skimpy and gauzy skirt-like wrap covered her hips and thighs, though he could see her bikini bottom through the sheer material with little effort. Her breasts were spilling out of the bikini’s top; it wasn’t because her breasts were overly large, it was because the bikini was so small and revealing. Her wavy blonde hair drifted over her shoulders and her porn-star figure was coated with an enticing tan.

“What’s up?” Colin asked, consciously trying to keep his eyes above her neck. It wasn’t too hard; his step-mother was gorgeous.

Veronica snapped open a can of diet soda she had just retrieved from the fridge, “How was school?”

Colin lifted a shoulder, which was his customary response to that question. He added, “School sucked. Is that why you called me in here, to ask me how my day was?”

“No,” Veronica admitted. “I want you to clean up your pigsty of a room.”

“You’re not my mom,” Colin dismissed her. “Besides, I’m eighteen years old, now. You can’t tell me what to do.” His relationship with Veronica was strenuous at best. She had married his father only six months prior and Colin viewed her as a gold-digging invader rather than a part of his family.

“You may be eighteen,” Veronica countered, “but you’re still in high school and living under this roof. I may not be your mother, but when your father is away I’m in charge of this household. Got it?”

Colin pronounced an annoyed sigh, “Whatever.” His father was always away on business and Colin didn’t like the idea of following orders from someone barely ten years older than he was. “Is that all? Can I go now?”

Veronica didn’t like Colin’s snotty tone and decided she wanted to see him squirm, “I just have one more question.”

Colin raised his eyebrows in an impatient gesture.

Veronica set her can of soda on a granite counter and leaned back against it, “Are you gay?”

“Wh-what?” Colin sputtered, thrown off balance by the bluntness of Veronica’s question.

She folded her arms across her chest confidently, “You heard me.”

“No,” he answered defensively. “I’m not gay. Why would you even ask that?”

Veronica held her smug smile and knew she had Colin cornered, “Because I was using your computer earlier and found some interesting sites in your browser’s history, and then I found your stash of porn videos.”

Colin glared angrily, “What were you doing snooping on my computer? Stay away from my stuff, Veronica!”

“I wasn’t snooping. I needed to download something and my laptop is broke. It’s not my fault you didn’t remember to clear your browser’s history of all that gay porn.”

“I’m not gay,” Colin repeated with more conviction.

“No? Then how come you’ve saved dozens of videos showing guys sucking on other guys?”

Colin tried to think of a rational reason that would explain the pornography saved on his computer but nothing came to mind. His expression betrayed some panic. “I’m not gay,” he repeated for a third time.

“Right,” Veronica smirked sarcastically.

“I’m not,” Colin professed. “I swear.”

“Fine,” Veronica shrugged. “Prove it.”

“Prove it? How am I supposed to prove it?”

“Take your pants off.”

“What? I’m not taking my pants off!”

Veronica lifted a brow, “Do you want to prove it, or not? Or maybe you’d rather I tell your father he has a gay son? I’m sure he’d be thrilled about that.”

Colin swallowed nervously. His father was notoriously anti-gay. If he thought his son was homosexual Colin would likely find himself on the street, “Wait, please don’t tell my dad.”

“Then take your pants off,” Veronica repeated simply. “Your underwear too.”

Colin balked, “Why? How would that prove anything?” He had no idea what Veronica was trying to prove.

Veronica pushed away from the kitchen counter and sauntered towards her step-son, “Because there’s only one way to tell if a man is gay, and it doesn’t work if his pants are on. Quit stalling.”

Unsure of what his step-mother had in mind, Colin continued to hesitate nervously.

“Just do it, Colin,” Veronica teased. “What’s the worst thing that could happen? I see your privates?” She winked, “Don’t worry - nothing I haven’t seen before.”

Colin exhaled and tentatively began unfastening the button of his jeans. If taking his pants off was what it took to keep Veronica silent, what choice did he have? Hooking his thumbs under the elastic waistband of his boxer-briefs, Colin pushed his pants and underwear down his slender legs to bunch at the ankles.

A sudden giggle escaped Veronica when she saw the limp stub of a penis hanging between Colin’s legs. He was circumcised, with a bush of dark pubic hair that made his cock seem even smaller. “Tiny little thing,” she commented, “ain’t it?”

“It gets bigger,” Colin replied sarcastically. He further explained, “I’m a little embarrassed right now.”

Veronica made a show of appraising him, “Well. Let’s just see, shall we?”

Colin’s eyes widened when Veronica took a step backwards and reached towards the clasp of her bikini top. She rolled her shoulders, shrugging the spaghetti straps off her arms and letting the flimsy garment fall to the tiled floor.

“Holy shit,” Colin breathed, his eyes stuck on the magnificence that were his step-mother’s breasts. They appeared to him perfectly formed; rounded things that had a slightly-baggy look only real breasts possess. She cupped one in a palm and hefted it upwards, dipping her chin and sticking her tongue out. Colin watched carefully, his eyes filled with rapture, as Veronica began seductively licking her own nipple.

He developed a near-instant erection.

Veronica lowered her breast and peered between Colin’s legs, not hiding the fact that she was looking right at his hard length. “Maybe you do like girls,” she teased. “But it didn’t get that much bigger. What are you, about three inches?”

“Four,” Colin muttered, self-conscious about his size.

Veronica took a step forward, “Maybe you’re not totally gay, but I think more evidence is needed.”

Approaching Colin, Veronica leaned her head forward and pursed her lips to push out a bead of saliva. Colin watched in disbelief as her spit hung off her lower lip and fell slowly in the form of one long strand. It landed on his cock with near-perfect aim.

“Jerk off,” she told him.

Colin had no idea how to react to her request, stupefied by what was happening.

Veronica grabbed his wrist and pulled Colin’s hand towards his erection, “Jerk yourself off,” she commanded in a firmer tone. “Look at my naked tits and jerk off your cock.”

Colin couldn’t believe how weird his afternoon had become. He had no idea what Veronica was playing at, if she was torturing him, flirting with him, or if she was drunk and completely out of her mind.

Seeing that he needed a little push, Veronica grabbed her breasts and kneaded her fingers into their plush softness. “You’ve got a beautiful, half-naked woman in front of you playing with her own breasts. Come on, Colin. Don’t you like girls? Doesn’t a pair of tits do it for you?”

Colin’s grip tightened around his shaft when she began teasing a pair of fingertips against her nipples, causing the red buds to stiffen.

“That’s it,” she encouraged him. “Show me how much you like a nice pair of tits.”

His step-mother’s dirty talk started to erase the shy inhibitions Colin was experiencing and his grip began slowly stroking up and down.

“Come on, you can do better than that. Don’t I turn you on? Don’t you like my tits?”

Colin sped up, “Jesus, Veronica. You’ve got the hottest tits.” His gaze was glued to her chest.

“I bet you want to slide your little four inch dick between them,” Veronica goaded him, mashing her breasts together. “Is that what you’re thinking about, fucking your step-mommy’s sexy tits?”

Colin nodded helplessly as he began to masturbate with more fervor, the saliva coating his erection making slick noises that filled the kitchen. Colin forgot the embarrassing situation he was in, standing with his pants around his ankles jerking off in front of his step-mother; he was simply too aroused to care.

Veronica suggested, “Would you rather watch someone else fuck my tits? Would it turn you on to watch a guy with a gigantic cock sliding his meat between my boobs? Huh, Colin? Some guy with a ten inch cock?”

Colin’s erection pulsed when he watched Veronica push another wad of saliva out of her mouth, the spit dangling enticingly before falling and disappearing between her cleavage.

“Oh my, you do like that thought, don’t you?” She continued to taunt him, “Are you a little pervert, Colin? Huh? Do you sit up in your room and jerk off while you fantasize about your step-mommy getting titty-fucked by a gigantic cock?”

Colin’s jaw hung open with arousal as he beat off with a frantic pace. Her teasing, humiliating tone turned him on beyond his understanding. The truth was he had fantasized about her while masturbating. Veronica was one of the sexiest women he’d ever seen; what teenaged boy could resist fantasies about a woman as perfect as she?

Veronica could tell he was getting close by the pained expression of pleasure on Colin’s face. Her dirty talk had accelerated his orgasm at a record pace – not that teenaged boys had any staying power to begin with. She decided to deliver the coup de grace and test her theories about Colin’s bisexual curiosities. She stepped in close and lifted her lips to Colin’s ear.

“I know you think about cock,” she cooed.

Colin shuddered. He could feel his step-mother’s breasts brush against his torso through the thin material of his tee shirt.

“Only fags jerk off to gay porn,” she whispered.

With a stifled grunt Colin came. His semen fired straight up into the air, several ropes of the milky fluid shooting out in succession. Veronica made a triumphant squeal as the stuff impacted against the underside of her breasts and coated her bare stomach.

By the time his orgasm subsided Colin was left breathless and panting. He looked in horror at his step-mother’s torso. Strands of cum hung from her breasts and dripped down her toned stomach; Colin couldn’t believe such a quantity was the result of only one orgasm. He was afraid she would be angry at him for covering her in such copious amounts of semen.

But Veronica laughed, “That turned you on, didn’t it? When I called you a fag? I fucking knew it, you’re half a homo aren’t you?”

After coming down from his orgasmic high, the reality of the situation suddenly washed over Colin. He felt ashamed and confused by what happened. Veronica was right; it did turn him on. Her words had been utterly humiliating and it had inspired an epic orgasm.

“I-I’m not gay,” Colin mumbled, bending to hastily pull his pants back up.

Veronica stepped back, wiping a hand over her tummy and smearing Colin’s semen across her skin, “Maybe not fully, but the proof is in the pudding. And your pudding came shooting out as soon as I started talking about cock.”

Colin turned away, embarrassed, “Just leave me alone, okay?”

A devilish grin decorated Veronica’s face as she watched Colin hurry out of the kitchen and up the stairs to his bedroom.

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Colin didn’t re-emerge from his bedroom for the rest of the evening, except for a brief and hurried visit to the upstairs bathroom, leaving Veronica alone to consider what had happened. Her husband, Colin’s father, was frequently away for long periods on business trips. Veronica didn’t mind, she married him for his money more than his company, but she often found herself getting bored and horny when he was gone for more than a few days. Teasing Colin the way she did was a way for her to amuse herself, but Veronica felt a rush making him masturbate and orgasm for her. She liked the control she had over the situation. Colin seemed easily manipulated by the mere sight of her breasts and she wondered what else he would be willing to do for her. She was like a c***d and Colin was Veronica’s new toy. She wanted to play with him some more.

It was late in the evening when she finally went upstairs to his bedroom door. “Colin?” she called, knocking gently. “Colin, can we talk?”

“Go away,” he called back.

“Come on, Colin. I just want to talk. It’s okay, you don’t have to be embarrassed. No one has to know about what happened, I’m not going to tell your father or anything. I just want to talk to you.”

Several quiet seconds passed before Veronica finally heard Colin unlock the door and open it part way. “What do you want?” he asked warily.

“Can I come in?”

Colin seemed to consider but eventually nodded, backing away from the door so Veronica could enter. He was still wearing the same pair of baggy blue jeans and tee shirt as earlier, the garments hanging off his slender frame. At 5’10” Colin was only two inches taller than Veronica, with a boyish face and a mop of black hair.

Veronica noticed he had made an effort to tidy his room. The empty pop cans were filling a garbage bag and the strewn clothes had been relocated into more organized piles near the closet. “Can we talk?” she asked as Colin flopped back onto his bed.

“What do you want to talk about?” Colin asked distantly.

Veronica sat on his desk chair, crossing one leg over the other. She had changed into a pair of designer cotton sweats and a tank top. “Are you a virgin?” she asked bluntly.

“I don’t see how that’s any of your business,” Colin sounded defensive.

“Humor me,” Veronica encouraged. “I’m not going to make fun of you.”

Colin sighed, “Yeah, I’m a virgin. All right? Is that what you came up her to find out?”

Veronica ignored his snotty tone, “When you picture yourself losing yourself losing your virginity, are you with a guy or a girl?”

“I’m not gay,” Colin growled. “I told you, okay?”

“I’m just asking. I mean, I did find a lot of interesting porn on your computer. It’s obvious you’ve at least had fantasies about being with another guy.”

Colin’s cheeks reddened. He knew he couldn’t deny it. It wasn’t as though anyone else used his computer.

“Do you think about it a lot?” Veronica pressed.

“Sometimes,” Colin admitted shyly.

Veronica stifled her smile, “How often do you masturbate?”

“Jeez,” Colin whined, embarrassed.

“What, you think you’re the only person in the world who masturbates? It’s no big deal. Just tell me. Every day?”

Colin was embarrassed by the subject matter, though he felt a twinge of arousal between his legs talking about sex with a beautiful woman. He nodded softly, “Usually every day.”

“More than once a day?”

Colin nodded again and shifted on the bed, “Sometimes.”

Veronica leaned forward and placed an elbow on her knee. She could see his discomfort and wondered if he was developing an erection, “What’s the most you’ve masturbated in a single day?”

Colin lifted a shoulder.

“Twice? Three times?”

“Maybe three times,” Colin admitted.

“Wow, you’re a horny little guy aren’t you?”

“I thought you weren’t going to make fun of me?”

Veronica could no longer contain her smile, “Sorry, can’t help myself. So, for the sake of argument let’s say you jerk off ten times a week. Of those ten times, how often do you think about sucking cock?”

“I don’t -”

“Don’t deny it,” Veronica interrupted him sternly. “We’ve already established you jerk off to gay porn, so don’t try to pretend you haven’t thought about having a big cock stuffed into your mouth. Tell me how often! I want to know how much of a ****** you are.”

“I’m not -”

“Tell me!” Veronica demanded.

“A lot!” he suddenly blurted. “Okay? Is that what you want to hear? I think about it a lot.”

A satisfied smile decorated Veronica’s face.

“But I’m not gay,” Colin added. “I like women. I want to have sex with women. I don’t know, I just get turned on thinking about….”

“About sucking cock,” Veronica finished for him.

“I don’t really want to do it. It’s just a fantasy.”

“By all the files on your computer it’s a pretty potent fantasy.”

Colin blushed again.

Veronica changed the subject, “Did you like jerking off for me?”

“I don’t know,” he mumbled shyly.

“Yes you do. Did you like it or not? You sure seemed to, the way you coated my stomach with your boy-goo.”

He couldn’t deny it. “I-I guess so,” Colin replied, realizing it had been the first time he had ever been in a sexual situation with another person.

Veronica nodded knowingly, “Would you like to do it again?”

Colin gave her a cautious glance, “What do you mean?”

“What do you think I mean?” Veronica smirked as she leaned back in the chair, “It must beat sitting in here jerking off all by yourself.”

Colin sounded confused, “You want to watch me jerk off again?”

“Why not?”

Colin made a disbelieving laugh, “Are you serious? What about my dad?”

“What about him?” she shrugged casually, unconcerned. “He doesn’t have to know.”

“Why?” Colin wondered. “Why do you… why would you want to watch me?”

Veronica didn’t want to tell him she got off on the power to make boys do whatever she wanted. “It’s fun,” she answered ambiguously, “And I’m bored. Do you want to jerk off, or not?”

Confusion muddied his decision, “No, I don’t think so.” Colin wanted to, his erection was a sign of that, but he was afraid of Veronica’s motives, worried she would tell his father or use the encounter against him in some way.

“Fine,” Veronica rose from his chair, acting indifferent. “But if you change your mind, let me know. Masturbation is such a lonely way to have sex with yourself and I bet I could really spice things up for you.”

“W-wait,” Colin changed his mind before Veronica could reach the door. “You wouldn’t tell Dad, right?”

“Why would I do that?” she turned. “He’d probably divorce me, disown you, and then we’d both be fucked.”

Colin slid to sit at the edge of his bed. “What do you mean by spicing things up?” he asked curiously.

Veronica’s smile was a knowing one; Colin was like a fish on a hook, “I mean I can make your sex life - if that’s what you call it - more exciting.”

“What do I have to do?” he wondered.

“Whatever I tell you,” she answered.

Doubt crept into Colin’s voice, “I’m not sure….”

“Let’s start with the basics,” Veronica suggested before Colin’s brains could get in the way of his loins. “Where do you usually masturbate, in front of your computer?”

“Yeah,” he nodded.

“Then why don’t you take off your pants,” she gestured towards his desk chair, “and have a seat?”

Colin glanced nervously at the swiveling chair.

Looking around the room Veronica spotted a bottle of moisturizing lotion. “I assume you lubricate with this?” she asked, moving to pick it up.

“Um, yeah,” he admitted.

“Well come on,” she pressed him playfully. “Let’s get you situated and lubed up.”

Colin still wasn’t positive it was a good idea but the excitement of the situation was overwhelming. He rose and took off his pants, leaving them on the floor with his underwear. He moved to sit, his erection bobbing in the air.

“Hold out your hand,” Veronica instructed, pumping some of the lotion into his cupped palm. “Now, let’s get you some visual stimulus.”

Colin watched as she leaned over him and took his computer mouse. Veronica clicked until she found the folder containing the pornographic videos she had discovered earlier in the day. “Which one is your favorite?” she asked plainly.

“Um,” Colin glanced at the screen, unsure and somewhat disappointed. He thought Veronica was going to take her shirt off again, not have him watch porn!

“Let’s try this one,” she decided for him, selecting a video file titled ‘Sissy Cocksucker’. The computer’s media player sprang to life and depicted a scene between two men, one kneeling and one standing. The standing male was a muscled specimen with a massive erection – long and thick. The kneeling individual was young, skinny, and clearly submissive. The action started with the standing male slapping his cock against the kneeling guy’s face.

“Wow,” Veronica remarked. “Look at the size of that guy’s cock.”

Crimson decorated Colin’s cheeks. He had anticipated his collection of pornography would forever remain a private thing. It was meant to fuel his solitary fantasies, not to be shared with anyone – certainly not his step-mother. It was both embarrassing and exciting to share his taboo desires. It was also liberating, in a way.

“It’s so powerful,” Veronica continued. “Imagine having something like that in your mouth. The heat of it.” She licked her lips, “His cock is so much bigger than yours. Superior. A cock like that deserves to be sucked, don’t you think? It’s perfect. It should be worshiped.”

Colin didn’t even realize his hand had already grasped his erection and was smearing the lotion over its length. He was staring at his computer screen while listening to Veronica’s voice.

She was speaking in a low and seductive tone, “Do you imagine that’s you, kneeling in front of him? Letting him rub his cock against your lips and cheeks? Look at the pre-cum coming out, he can’t wait to have his cock sucked. Wouldn’t you like to have a man like that in front of you, Colin? His cock as hard as a rock for you?”

“I-I-don’t know,” Colin muttered, still staring at the screen as the kneeling man began to suckle on the head of the other man’s cock.

Veronica shifted behind her step-son and looked over his shoulder, “Sure you do. Doesn’t this turn you on? Hmm? Don’t you like watching a man servicing another man like this?” She leaned close to his ear and whispered, “Are you a little gay, Colin? Does your penis get hard when I talk about sucking cock?”

Colin shuddered at the humiliating questions, his erection quivering in his hand. He wondered how or why his shame seemed to be tied to his arousal.

“It’s okay,” she assured him. “I bet a lot of guys think about it. About sucking on a cock. Mm, look at that – he’s got almost half of that huge dick in his mouth already. Think about what it would be like to give such a big, beautiful cock like that pleasure. Wouldn’t that be hot, Colin? To give that powerful cock so much pleasure it erupted with cum?”

Colin couldn’t help the heated breath which escaped his lips. Veronica’s dirty-talk was intoxicating.

“I know my body turns you on,” Veronica whispered teasingly. “I’ve seen the way you look at me, so I know you like women. But you like guys too, don’t you?”

Colin could no longer attempt hiding it. “Yes,” he whispered back, his hand stroking with a firm, steady tempo.

“Guys with big cocks?”

“Y-yeah.”

Veronica nodded knowingly, “When you see a big cock like this you must know it’s so much bigger than yours. It’s only right that you should drop to your knees and recognize its superiority by worshiping it with your mouth.”

“Oh god,” Colin whispered in an aroused tone, his fist pumping faster. It was like Veronica was reading his mind, plucking his masturbatory fantasies straight from his thoughts and vocalizing them. It was humiliating to have his submissive urges laid bare before him, and also the biggest turn on of his life.

“Look at you,” Veronica continued speaking in a sultry whisper, her breath heated against Colin’s ear. “You’re jerking off to the sight of a man sucking on another man’s cock. Do you know what that means?”

“Wh-what?” Colin whimpered.

“It means you’re gay,” she taunted seductively.

Colin twitched with arousal at the humiliating accusation.

“Only fags jerk off to gay porn,” Veronica stated harshly.

Colin cried out. His intention was to last longer, but his step-mother’s words caused his orgasm to arrive beyond Colin’s control. Strand after strand of semen shot several inches into the air, landing on his thighs and wrist. His whole body jerked as he came, the experience as potent as he had ever felt. It was the humiliation. Somehow, for reasons unknown to Colin, the admission of his most private fantasies is what fueled his euphoric orgasm.

“Oh fuck,” he grunted, the sensations of his orgasm more pleasurable than ever before. He was embarrassed that Veronica was watching from over his shoulder, but too helpless against the power of the undeniable orgasm to do anything about it.

“Oh my,” Veronica cooed when his spasms finally ended. “Look at the mess you made all over yourself.”

Colin was too delirious and spent to reply. Semen oozed off his wrist and fell into his bush of pubic hair.

“Did that feel good?” Veronica asked softly, rubbing his shoulders.

“…yes…” Colin murmured.

“Let’s try it again,” she suggested. “How about tomorrow, when you get home from school?” Veronica was feeling elated, though she hid it well, at the control she was feeling. She liked humiliating Colin and manipulating his orgasms. It was a power-trip and she wanted to see how far under her manipulations she could make her step-son fall.

“O-okay,” Colin agreed. Though apprehensive, he couldn’t deny how incredible his orgasm had been. He wanted that feeling again.

Veronica kissed his cheek, “Good. And no jerking off before then, I want your balls to recuperate a nice big load.”

Colin slumped in his chair as Veronica left the room, closing the door behind her. He had no idea what he had gotten himself into, but found he couldn’t wait for the next day to come.