Selfish Desire

That guy was just so hot! I know I'm not the only girl who wants to go out with him, but there's something strange about him. I mean it, he's downright weird!

He's probably 18 - the same as me - but he acts like an older adult in a way. He never talks to anyone in school, no matter who tries to talk to him, but he gets texts and calls on his cell all the time. He almost gives off the aura of someone who runs a business, and believe me, I should know.

My mom recently married a new man. He's got tons of money, and runs a large business. Just watching him talking with someone about work related things - almost constantly - gives me a headache! I have absolutely no desire to go into business someday, and that just makes me curious as to why this boy already acts this way. Dying of curiosity, in fact!

I revise my previous statement, I don't actually want to go out with him, I really just want to get to know him, and maybe be his friend. If nothing else, thinking about him managed to get my mind off of other things for a few minutes. Things I really shouldn't be thinking about anyway...

My entire conundrum started three months ago when my mom married her new husband, and we moved into his huge house. She told me straight out on her wedding day that she didn't truly love him, and that she was just marrying him for his money. He apparently has no problem with this, and because she signed a generous prenuptial agreement, he'll remain married to her for as long as she wants. He's been married before, and doesn't really expect her to stick it out too long.

"But mom!" I protested when I heard that. "How can you? That's just wrong!"

My mom had smiled at me as if I would understand one day. "Don't worry honey. I'll be able to quit my job and live it up, and you... You'll get to go to any college you want. He'll pay for it."

I was speechless! So, in essence, she was saying that we were both using this guy! I felt sick!

After they returned from their honeymoon, I wanted to apologize for my mother's selfishness and greed, but the moment I got close to him, I grew strangely tongue-tied, and my heart started pounding. I felt like I was having a panic attack, but I haven't had one of those since my father died!

It's been months now, and I still can't seem to get close to him or have any sort of conversation with him. It never fails, I always end up muttering like an idiot, and I think he has given up on trying to be nice to me. Now he mostly ignores me, and it's sad because I can't stop thinking about him!

School let out for the day, and I decided to walk to the mall. I had a large allowance now, and could actually shop if I wanted, but I couldn't bring myself to waste money like that. My cell rang before I even got there.

"Hi mom," I answered it.

"Hi Honey! I just got off the phone with your father -"

"Step," I insisted, and my mother sighed.

"Step-father, and he agreed with me. I think that you and I should go on a mini vacation. Your school is out for 5 days right, now until Tuesday?"

"Yeah," I admitted. "We have Monday off, but return Tuesday." I clarified, but then realized that she already knew that when she specified 5 days off.

"Great! So, let's go to a posh resort with a spa and pamper ourselves!" My mom suggested excitedly.

I sighed. "Mom, I have way too much homework," I lied. "And besides, I'm sure you'll have more fun without me. You know I don't get into that kind of stuff."

It was my mom's turn to sigh, again. "Please, just this once... I already told your father that we're on our way."

"STEP," I ground out angrily. "And no! I don't want to go!"

"Okay, then I guess I'll see you Monday night," mom replied in sad defeat.

"See you then," I responded civilly, and hung up my phone.

It took me another block and a half before the full impact of this situation hit me. I'm going to be home alone with my step-father! Oh my God! I should call my mom back and tell her I'll go after all, but I wasn't lying when I said I really didn't want to. Instead, I wasted time at the mall, and treated myself to dinner at a spendy restaurant.

I finally returned home, and immediately hid in my room. It was after 7 now, and I was certain that my step-father wouldn't emerge from his office or bedroom either. I don't know why I freaked out earlier. It's not like we were even going to see each other during the next couple of days.

I lay on my bed trying not to think of anything at all, when suddenly, the entirely much too loud doorbell rang. I frowned, and opened my door a crack. From here, I had a good view of the stairs, the main entryway, and an area where people could get comfortable while waiting. To me it looked like a living room, but apparently it was too "small" to be a proper living room - such as the huge room closer to the dining room, oi!

My step-father opened the door just when I thought no one else was home after all, and was about to go see who it was myself. I was astonished to see the weird boy from my school! What's he doing here?

"Hello Mister," the boy greeted with a strange - overly innocent - grin and tone of voice. "I'm Julian, and I'm here to serve you tonight."

I noticed that he was carrying a black duffle bag, and wore clothes that someone half his age might wear. What the hell is going on here?! I scratched my head.

"Excellent! My wife and her daughter are out of town for the next few days, so I hope you'll be willing to stay for the weekend at least," my step father said after directing the boy - Julian - to the not living room and shutting the door.

"Sure, no problem!" Julian grinned, and once again I was struck by how different his expression was from what I had seen at school. I surreptitiously used my cell phone camera - which was top of the line and good quality - to take a picture of him. Maybe I could use this picture as a bargaining chip to get him to talk to me in school next week.

"So, I specified what I wanted. Are you sure you can handle it?" My step-father asked.

"Oh yeah! I get this request a lot," Julian assured him, and I was dying to know what they were talking about.

Julian unzipped the duffle bag. "I have everything you'll need right here."

My step-father bent to inspect the contents of the bag, and then cackled. What the???

"Get undressed," he ordered.

"You sure? You don't want to tear my clothes off me?" Julian wondered calmly.

"No... I just want to watch you, but I also want you to act like you are shy and this is your first time."

"Got it!" Julian agreed immediately, and began to remove his clothes.

I was in shock, but for some reason, rather than gather up the courage to protest, I held up my cell phone, and started capturing a video clip. I had enough memory that they could do whatever they were doing for over an hour before it ran out, but I sincerely hoped that they wouldn't take that long! In fact, I rather hoped that this would turn out to be some kind of joke!

"Don't look Mister! It's embarrassing!" Julian pretended to protest. His face was actually a lovely shade of red - from what I could tell.

Once he was naked, my step-father pulled a long rope out of the bag, and leered at my classmate. Just what does he plan to do with that?

"No Mister! Anything but that!" The boy's acting ability was good, but his lines were too cheesy to be believable! I took as good of a look as I could of his naked body. It was the first time I had seen one that wasn't on TV. Not that I could see him well from here.

Hey! What do you know? I can zoom in on this video! I did that, and found that I could see things much more clearly now.

My step-father tied the boy up in a way that looked highly uncomfortable. His hands were bound to his ankles - which were wide apart - and the rope was wrapped around his chest as well, which made it impossible for Julian to move. The more I see, the more this looks like some perverted sex scene from a porno!

If I didn't already know he was at least 18, I'd swear right now that Julian was only 12 or 13. This made me frown. He had arrived wearing younger clothes, and acted like a shy little boy. Was this really what my step-father was into???

Both of them had their profile to me, and that was actually perfect. I could see everything in detail. Even when my step-father unzipped his pants, and exposed his hard - Oh my God, oh my God! He just stuck it in that boy's mouth!

I could hear sounds of protest, but I could also clearly see that Julian knew how to suck on a dick. So not fair! I want to be the one in Julian's place right now!

I did not just think that!

I shifted from one foot to the other, and squirmed uncomfortably. I was incredibly hot right now, and my underwear was uncomfortably wet. Had I peed without realizing it?

Something strange happened a few minutes later. Julian's cheeks suddenly puffed out a bit, and something dribbled out of his mouth. I had to think this over carefully, but then I felt my cheeks go red when I realized what had just happened. Strangely... I still wanted to be in Julian's place.

"Shall I touch you here?" My step-father taunted, tracing Julian's hardness with his finger.

Julian was panting in excitement. "No Mister! Anywhere but there!"

"Is that so? Then, what about here?"

I saw him insert a finger tip inside Julian's butt, and I crossed my legs and tried to hold the camera steady. I zoomed in just a bit more.

"Not there!" Julian cried out, and my step-father laughed almost evilly.

"I think that is the perfect spot."

I watched my step-father squirt a couple drops of oil or something on Julian's butt, and then work his dick inside the boy. I couldn't help but think of Julian as a boy at this point since he had taken great care to pretend to be one. Watching him be used like this was... exciting!

I really wish I had listened to my friends when they all suggested that I order a "toy" from a website! After they were done here, I am so going to have to figure out how to get rid of this feeling. This burning, aching, desperately needy feeling!

Time passed, and I was about to abandon my camera work in order to dive into my bed, when I heard my step-father groan loudly. I squinted at the camera, and realized that Julian had produced a small fountain of creamy goo, and my step-father was now buried as far inside him as possible. Oh! I get it!

I watched them pant and lay in a heap for a few moments, and then stopped recording them. It seems that the fun was probably over now. I'm going to have to go online and find something to watch to show me how to take care of my own situation now, because damn! I am on fire with the desire to have sex right now!

"Here, let me untie you, and then we'll go to my spare bedroom and rest for a bit before starting over," my step-father informed him. I wanted to cry at how unfair it is that this boy got to do all these things instead of me!

"Sure, but first, I need my payment. I need to call in that I have received it, and then let them know that I'll be staying for a while," Julian explained.

"No problem."

My jaw hung open as I watched him hand Julian a thick wad of cash. I'd be willing to bet there was at least 5000 dollars there! No wonder Julian seemed like an adultish businessman! He pretty much is!

Soon enough, the two of them disappeared, and I was left alone to think about what had just happened. I stripped, climbed in bed, and played the approximately half hour long video clip. My hand gravitated towards the spot that ached the most, and I found that rubbing it felt insanely good.

Mom... do you know what kind of man you married? This is probably why none of his previous marriages lasted. His ex-wives probably found out that he like to pay teenaged boys to have sex with him. Right now... I kind of wish I was a boy...

Okay, so I admit it! I've had the hots for him since he married my mom, but can you blame me? The man is in his 40's sure, but he is very good looking and he smells incredible! I like to stand behind him just to breathe in his wonderful scent. I can't get him out of my mind, and now that I've seen him have sex, I just want him even more!

Never having touched myself before, I wasn't sure what to do or when to stop, but I think I probably watched that video 3 times before I got too sensitive to go on. Thankfully, I fell asleep!

In the morning, I woke up while it was still dark out - which is unusual for me. I rolled over to go back to sleep, but had to go to the bathroom. Aha, so that's why I am awake! I did my business, and then noticed a light on as I returned to my room.

I softly snuck up on the light, and found Julian in the kitchen rummaging through the fridge. I squeezed my cell phone, and then realized that I was one of those girls that even brought my phone to the bathroom with me in the middle of the night. When had I turned into that kind of girl?

I was wearing a robe, so I knew I wasn't showing anything inappropriate, and maybe that made me bold. I knew I had seen him naked, but he wouldn't see me. I don't know exactly why I gained confidence, but I do know that I went temporarily insane.

"Hi," I greeted, entering the kitchen.

He squeaked. "I was told no one else was home."

"I'm not supposed to be home, but I am," I replied with a shrug.

"You're taking the discovery of a strange guy in your home rather well," he remarked.

"I knew you were here," I informed him with a grin.

"Ah... so you saw..."

I nodded, and then took a deep breath. Here goes! "I even caught it on camera... I want you to do me a favor."

I could tell by the look on his face that he was angry and smart enough to at least hear me out. I waited for him to ask me what I wanted, but his expression changed.

"I know you! You're in one of my classes!"

"Yep," I replied with a grin. "And unless you want me to show this to the people at school, you'll do what I want." I played a bit of the video for him.

"Okay... So... what do you want?"

I paused to try to calm my pounding heart. "I want to take your place."

"What?" He asked, slightly shaking his head as if he didn't think he'd heard me right.

"My mother married him for all the wrong reasons, and ever since then, I... Well, anyway, I want to take your place. Not just that, I need your help. I don't want him to know it's me." This last part I grumbled a bit shyly.

"O...kay..." It was clear he hadn't expected me to say that. He snorted a soft laugh. "You're in luck. I tied him up and blindfolded him, and then told him to wait for me. It heightens the anticipation... Anyway, he won't know who is doing him unless you do something to prove you're a girl."

"Which room is he in?" I demanded in excitement.

Julian pointed and I rushed back to my room to load the contents of my phone onto my computer. Now that the memory was clear, I changed the settings for night vision, and then entered the right room. I looked around for the best spot, and then set the cellphone/camera up so that it had a clear view. Then I discarded my robe, and started it recording video.

I had a pretty good idea of what to do thanks to what I had seen earlier, and then what I had imagined, so I decided to just do it before I lost my nerve. I crawled into the bed, and was glad that it was dark enough that I couldn't clearly see him.

"About time you returned."

I wanted to gasp in surprise, but I suppressed it. Knowing that he's awake made this seem all the more real. I took a deep breath, and bent to take him in my mouth. He tasted clean, and I was grateful that they had apparently made use of the jaccuzzi in the corner of the room.

Imaging what to do and doing it are two completely different things. I thought I would be good at this, but in actuality, my mouth started to hurt pretty quickly. At least he responded by getting hard before I gave up. I admired how well he was tied, and shifted so that I straddled him. Even if he figured out who I was, there was no way he could stop me now!

I was strangely wet between my legs again, and used this fact to slide down his shaft. There was a sharp pain, and I gasped and paused, but then it was gone.

"Who are you?" He asked, since I obviously wasn't Julian. I opted not to answer.

I carefully slid up and down a few times to see how well I could, and then wondered how to ride him so that he felt good. I let my body take over, and concentrated on rubbing myself as I bounced. This felt pretty damn good!

He started moaning, and struggled against his bonds a little. "So tight! So good! I wish I could grab your hips and pound into you!"

That made me smile, but he wouldn't shut up about it, so I leaned forward a bit, and covered his mouth with my free hand. Better! I already knew I was close to orgasming - thank God I had practiced that earlier! - but I couldn't tell how close he was. He was bucking under me in a way that made it hard for me to actually move, but also helped us both climax.

I cried out in pleasure as he grunted - almost shouted really. Then, I collapsed onto his body, and rested for a minute. Oh his smell! It drives me crazy! I inhaled it deeply, and then licked his neck. He chuckled, and I realized I had to leave the room before he demanded I untie him.

I kissed him quickly and lightly on his lips, un-impaled myself, grabbed my robe and cell phone, and rushed out of the room. I grinned at Julian - who was waiting in the hall.

I whispered to him. "Thank you! You can go in now. Please don't tell him who I am. Pretend you don't know. I'm just some girl who blackmailed you for this favor, okay?"

"Sure thing," he shrugged. I ran back to my room.

I did it! I jumped up in triumph, and congratulated myself. No matter what happens now, he will always be the first man I had sex with. That's enough for me. I loaded the video onto my computer, and watched it.

"Hmm..." I murmured to myself. "My video looks pretty boring compared to Julian's..."

Even so, it made me hot again, and I quickly turned my computer off so that I could dive into bed. I thankfully ran out of energy fairly quickly, and fell back to sleep.

"Are you awake?" Julian asked.

I moaned, and stretched. My motion inadvertently exposed my breasts, but I didn't think to care. "I'm awake now," I mumbled.

"He's left to do some business - a meeting or something - and won't be back until tonight. He told me to stay here and entertain myself, but I'm bored," Julian confessed.

I yawned and sat up, half remembering to hold my blanket to me. "Bored? What do you want me to do about it?"

"I figured we could talk," Julian explained.

"About...?" I wondered, a bit more awake now.

"To be honest, I'm dying to know why you want your step-dad so bad," Julian stated.

I shrugged. "When I figure that out, I'll let you know."

"That was your first time, wasn't it?" Julian inquired.

I blushed and looked away as I whispered. "Yeah."

"I figured, otherwise I'm sure you could have found another way to do what you wanted. He doesn't seem like the type to turn down sex from anyone," Julian mused.

It made sense when he said it, so I simply nodded. "What about you? Why are you having sex with him?" I wondered curiously.

He hesitated, obviously considering what to say. "A few months ago, my parents were in an accident, and my dad died. Meanwhile, my mom is in the hospital on life support. Her medical bills are enormous, and our insurance only pays about 80% of them. Throw in my father's funeral expense, and the fact that I need to support myself and figure out a way to pay for college someday..." He shrugged as if to say what else can I do?