Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

The man went over and brought his stuff, hooking it up to the battery and pushing some buttons.

“Yeah, it looks like it’s time,” the man said, showing Duncan the results.

“That’ll work, thanks,” he said, going to sit in the waiting room.

After about ten minutes, he went and paid, thanking the mechanic and leaving to head to Camille’s.

Hoping that she didn’t have some impromptu work for him to do, he pulled in and hopped out. She wasn’t shooting anyone that day, and as he entered into the backroom he saw her in her office waving him back. Going in, he smiled and said hello, getting a smile and a kiss on the cheek in return.

“So, how have you been liking the work so far?” she asked.

He chuckled.

“Silly question, right?” she asked. “You’d be surprised, some people have a problem with having sex a bunch of times with relative strangers.”

“Well, I’m loving it,” he told her, smiling widely. “I’m looking forward to the next one.”

“Excellent!” she said. “I’m so glad to hear that. You probably won’t have to wait too long. Let’s take a look at your shoots,” she said.

Turning one monitor toward him, she showed him the first set and a rough cut of the video from he and Polly, then they moved on to the set he’d done the same night, with the bubbly Sara. Before starting the video for Sara’s set, Camille let him know that she’d told Casey to come in today and had gotten a time frame from her that roughly coincided with when he was there.

After the last video ended, she turned and asked him what he thought.

“It’s a little rough, but I know that will change after editing,” he said. “I like it though.”

“Now, we’ll obviously edit out the parts that you can hear me talking, and we’re going to add music and things like that. We’re also going to edit out the unflattering parts where we get a close up of your asshole, or things.

He nodded. “I really like how big my dick looks.”

She grinned, “Heck, me too.”

There was a faint knock and Camille smiled, holding up a finger. Stepping out of her office, she yelled, “Frank, go get that.”

Her husband seemingly emerged out of nowhere and headed to the front, coming back a minute or so later with Casey in tow. Duncan smiled, standing as she came in. To his surprise, she didn’t hesitate and moved right up and kissed him on the lips, her hand moving to pull him tight to her.

“Hey handsome,” she said, smiling.

“Hey yourself,” he said, admiring the way she looked. She was wearing jeans and a nice jacket, but the top she was wearing looked more suited to summer. “You look good,” he said.

She kissed him again, then said, “Thanks.”

“Your boyfriend here?” Duncan asked.

She shook her head, gesturing for him to sit and then surprisingly taking a seat on his lap. “Yeah, but I made him stay in the waiting room,” she said. “Remember, he doesn’t know about the shoot we did yet. He thinks I’m here to talk about doing one.”

Duncan chuckled, then nodded at Camille to continue.

“So, we were going to see about making this look like simulated sex?” she asked, looking from him to Casey.

Casey surprised them both though. “No, I think we can just keep it real, so to speak. Are you good with that?” she asked, looking at Duncan.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

He nodded. She nuzzled his cheek then, affectionately stroking his chest as they started to go through the shots and the rough cut of the video. At one point, she smiled and sighed deeply.

Camille looked at her and paused the video. “What’s up?”

“Oh, just looking at that big thing and getting wistful,” she said, sighing again. On the screen, Duncan saw that it was a close-up of his erection, fully exposed as they were repositioning for something.

“Ha,” Camille said. “Yeah, it’s a beautiful specimen.”

Duncan chuckled, shaking his head.

“What, you don’t agree?” Casey asked.

He shrugged. “I like my dick, and obviously others do too. I just… don’t think dicks can be beautiful.”

Camille snorted. “Oh, Duncan, you’re deluding yourself.”

“Here, let me show you,” Casey said, standing and making him stand up. She reached down, unzipping his pants, then unbuttoning them and reaching in to pull him out.

He grunted quietly in approval, enjoying the feeling of her smooth skin on his manhood. She knelt and quickly took him in her mouth, barely even freeing it from his boxers as she did so. Her mouth was warm and affectionate as she sucked, tightly pursing her lips as she slid them back and forth. Fingers reached up, playing with his balls before she lowered herself a bit and lifted one into her mouth with her tongue, her hand moving up to jerk him off as she slurped.

In a few quiet moments, he was at full strength and she sat back in his chair.

“Now, you may not realize it,” she said, “but that… is a gorgeous cock. Am I right Camille?”

The photographer nodded emphatically. “Most definitely. Most big dicks that I’ve seen are either misshapen or discolored.”

Duncan raised an eyebrow. “Seriously?”

“Yours is nice and thick,” Casey said, stroking. “It’s got a nice, fat head on it. It’s obviously really big, and the best part is that it’s a great, uniform color.”

Duncan hadn’t thought about his dick in such detail but was glad to hear that it looked normal.

“That makes sense,” he said. “I just didn’t realize that people thought about that all that much.”

Camille smiled. “Well, some do.”

Casey giggled and nodded. “When you’re the one that works with dicks, you think about it.”

She looked up at him playfully then, pulling on his cock and trying to get him to come toward her. He raised an eyebrow and looked down. “Want me to finish you off?” she asked.

He smiled. “I’m okay. I’ve been having to save myself for a party tonight,” he said with a wistful sigh. “Wait, you don’t even like giving head,” he said, reminded of something she’d admitted during their shoot.

“Well, when you work with something like what you’ve got, you don’t mind so much,” she said winking.

He chuckled, still standing and feeling a little awkward. She looked at his cock again, lifting it and playing with it as he stood there, waiting, a bemused smile on his face.

“Do you ever get a chance to play with them?” she asked, looking at Camille.

“Not often,” she replied. “I get to enjoy a blowjob every once in a while when an actor needs a fluffer,” she admitted.

Casey smiled, her eyes still wandering over the length, lifting and holding it with her hands in various positions. “God, this thing is huge,” she said idly, not really focusing on anything else.

“Can she take it for a spin?” Camille asked, drawing Duncan’s gaze up.

He nodded, shrugging. “I’m just not looking to cum. Doesn’t mean she can’t.”

Casey grinned, then frowned. “Hrm, I shouldn’t. My boyfriend is in the waiting room.”

Duncan chuckled, reaching down to pull his pants up.

“Can you put Duncan down as my preferred partner?” she asked, smiling and reaching over to help him seal the beast up.

“Sure thing,” Camille said.

Sitting back down, the two forced themselves to behave while they looked at the rest of the video. Afterward, they finished up and Camille said that she’d talk to both of them soon.

Casey waited for him before reaching down and holding his hand as they walked to the door. He opened it, ready to let go, but was surprised when she walked all the way to the waiting room with him, her hand clutching his. Just before entering, she pulled him down and kissed him deeply.

“You sure you don’t want me to let you cum in my mouth?” she asked. “I’ll let you fuck me, if you want.”

He chuckled but shook his head. “I like working with you. I don’t want to be the cause of you breaking up with your boyfriend or him hurting you or something, just because he heard us.”

“Meh,” she said, waving at her boyfriend dismissively. “He’s wrapped around my finger,” she said. “I’ll see you soon, handsome.”

“Bye Casey,” he said, smiling and shaking his head.

*****

Kelly

Early that morning, Kelly had been amused to feel the eager young man kissing at the back of her neck. As she arose from her slumber, she felt him rummaging around below her hips, his erection sliding back and forth across her butt.

“Mmm,” she whispered. “Again?” she asked.

He nibbled her neck, then asked, “Is that okay?”

Giggling, she reached down and pulled him inside, groaning as he started to slide in and out. Her pussy was a definitely a little sore, but it wasn’t anything she couldn’t deal with, and she quickly got into it.

“God, you’re an incredible woman,” he said. “I could do this forever.”

Smiling, she turned back to whisper, “I’m definitely enjoying myself, but my poor little pussy is going to need a break after this.”

“Oh, I can stop,” he said, pulling out and turning her so that she was on her back.

Besides them, Duncan snored quietly, causing Kelly to grin and pull the young man down on top of her.

“I didn’t say stop, silly,” she said.

“You sure Duncan is cool with it?” he asked, pushing his increasingly familiar cock back into her poor, sore pussy.

Wincing slightly, she let him get situated and had him pause so she could adjust, then nodded. “I don’t know,” she said, smiling disarmingly at him. “You better be quiet so he doesn’t wake up and decide to start fucking his wife and mistake you for me.”

He laughed, holding his mouth and forcing himself to be quiet.

“Of course he’s going to be okay with it,” she said. “He’s the one that told you to, remember?”

Conner smiled, leaning down and affectionately kissing and nibbling at her neck. She sighed, enjoying what he was doing.

“So… do I… you know… feel alright?” he asked, looking at her. “I mean, am I doing anything wrong.”

She snickered. “No. I mean, don’t take this the wrong way, but it’s clear that you’re new at this. You’ll know what to do the more you practice,” she said. “But don’t analyze it too much. You haven’t done anything bad, like accidentally poke my butt with it.”