《Yes Sir: Steamy BL Shorts》全部章節：第 271 章 - 第 276 章

People rarely came through — no young women looking for fun, no curious travelers, just the same handful of families who had been there for generations. For a healthy 22-year-old like Ethan, it meant months of aching frustration with no outlet. No dates. No casual hookups. Just his own hand and vivid, forbidden fantasies.Mark Reynolds, his 48-year-old stepfather, had raised him since he was twelve. Mark was a big, powerful man — broad shoulders, thick hairy chest, strong arms hardened by years of farm work, and a solid dad gut that only made him look more masculine. His salt-and-pepper beard and deep voice commanded respect in the village. Everyone knew him as the steady, no-nonsense man who kept the family land running after Ethan’s mother left years ago.They lived alone now in the big old farmhouse at the edge of the village. The isolation had slowly changed things between them. Shared chores without shirts in the blazing sun. Late-night talks on the porch. Lingering stares that

The village outside was still asleep no tractors rumbling, no distant voices, just the quiet hum of insects and the occasional call of a bird. In their isolated world, time belonged only to them.Mark woke first, his heavy arm draped possessively over Ethan’s waist. His morning wood nestled hot and thick between his stepson’s smooth ass cheeks, still slightly slick from last night’s load. He breathed in the scent of sex and sweat that clung to Ethan’s skin, and a fresh wave of forbidden hunger stirred in his chest.What have I done? he thought, even as his cock twitched and leaked against Ethan’s hole. I fucked my boy. Filled him like he was made for me.Ethan stirred, pushing back sleepily against the thick pressure. “Daddy…” he murmured, voice hoarse and needy.Mark kissed the back of his neck, beard scratching gently. “Morning, baby. How does your hole feel?”“Sore,” Ethan admitted with a shy smile, but he rolled his hips again, deliberately rubbing against the massive cock. “But e

The rain hammered hard against the roof. Ryan sat in his living room with the lights low. He was thirty nine and had been divorced for almost two years. Being a firefighter meant long shifts and quiet nights at home. He liked it that way. Tonight the storm made everything feel even more closed in.A loud knock came at the front door. Ryan frowned and walked over. When he opened it he saw his new next door neighbor standing there completely soaked. Liam was twenty nine with messy dark hair and a lean athletic build. Water dripped from his clothes onto the porch."Hey. Sorry to bother you," Liam said with an awkward smile. "My power went out and my phone is dead. I just moved in last week and I do not know anyone else around here. Can I charge my phone for a bit and wait until the rain slows down?"Ryan looked at the younger man. He hesitated for a second. "Yeah. Come on in. You look freezing."Liam stepped inside and water pooled on the floor. "Thanks. I really appreciate it. I feel st