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GYOB - Stepdad Style - Submission - Part 4
🕑 Added 2024-09-29 21:32:14 +0000 UTCI'm very excited to share the next part of GYOB Submission - the guys finally hit the obstacle course, and I've been particularly cruel with Clay, but Karl doesn't get off lightly either.
This latest instalment is pretty epic, so you get the first 8 pages today, and the rest tomorrow =P
Let me know in the comments what you think happens next . . .
Clay
Thursday night was a sleepless night.
After Lewis’ game at the grocery store, and my inadvertent flashing afterwards, my brain was in hyperdrive as I tried to process what the hell was going on.
How had I ended up giving into Lewis, and why was I so compliant with him?
It didn’t make logical sense, but I guess when my dick was involved, not much did make sense.
Ever since Karl had first pranked me on the golf course, my dick had completely overridden my brain went it came to logic and sense.
As I laid in bed trying to get off to sleep, and failing miserably, my dick stiffened in the tight confines of my sleep shorts. I’d already cum again when I’d gotten home, but clearly my cock wasn’t satisfied with twice in one evening.
The mental image of my clothes lying in the aisle, as I stood there naked and hard, played through my mind over and over, and before I knew it, my hand was down the front of my shorts and wrapped around my cock.
My moans filled the room as I pistoned my hips, fucking my hand as I relieved the event from just a few hours before.
But what filled my mind then was a complete shock . . .
The memory of Lewis’ hands on my ass, his fingers tracing my crack, the pressure of that finger momentarily pressing against my hole.
“Fuck,” I gasped as I shot my load all over the inside of my sleep shorts, moaning through each shock to my body as I soaked the material.
Before the orgasm had even subsided, I realised what had made me cum, and I felt stunned. Had I seriously enjoyed Lewis playing with my ass? It wasn’t something I’d experimented with before, and it definitely wasn’t something that Karl’s mom was into.
Maybe it was just another kink that I hadn’t explored, and needed some attention?
Maybe.
Karl
After Lewis’ disappearing act, Jared and I ended up getting so drunk that we’d passed out on the lounge floor.
Friday at work was a slog to say the least, but I’d thankfully perked up on Friday night when I had another date with the girl from the Halloween party.
When I woke up on Saturday morning – sadly at my place alone, and not at hers – I’d been tempted to ditch Lewis’ obstacle course. It had been a long week, and I felt exhausted.
But when I headed into the kitchen, Lewis was already up and tossed a bag at me.
“Morning bud. I bought us all new gear for the obstacle course. It’s a team thing, so I thought it’d be funny if we all matched.”
That was so typical of Lewis, so I laughed and gave in to the inevitability of the day.
After I’d showered, I pulled open the bag and found a pair of silky royal blue soccer shorts and a white tank top. If anything, I was relieved that Lewis had kept things so simple. It would not have surprised me to find something skintight and ridiculous inside the bag.
Rather than my usual bikini briefs, I opted for something a little sportier and decided to wear a jock underneath my shorts, which I paired with white sport socks and my running sneakers.
The soccer shorts were a little shorter than I’d normally go for, but combined with the white tank top, it was a pretty cool look.
Jared and Lewis were dressed exactly the same and we immediately took a stupid selfie in the kitchen, before I text Clay to say we were heading to the venue.
Lewis was practically bouncing with excitement in the car, and I couldn’t remember the last time I’d seen him this buoyant.
Well . . . maybe the Halloween party.
“So, what exactly does this thing entail?” Jared asked as I pulled onto the freeway.
“It’s a new obstacle course that they’re planning on using for team building and bachelor parties and stuff. There’s five main obstacles and a lot of running and climbing in between. One of the other guys from work was on the test run a couple of weeks ago, and he said it was awesome, so should be fun.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “We’re not the sportiest guys though.”
Lewis shrugged. “The owner said we didn’t need to be. It’s supposed to be fun more than anything, so I’m sure we’ll be fine. After all, we have the place to ourselves, so we can go at our own pace.”
That was a relief to me, at least. As much as I was in shape, I didn’t fancy having loads of people seeing me making an idiot of myself trying to do an obstacle course that I was in no way fit enough for.
But if Lewis said it would be just us and just fun, then I was in.
Clay
Friday had been tough, but mercifully, I did manage to sleep on Friday night.
When I woke up on Saturday, I had three coffees before I showered and grabbed the bag of clothes that Lewis had left on the porch for me.
I would be lying if I said I’d rather be doing an obstacle course than spending the day at home jerking off, drinking beer and relaxing, but part of me couldn’t help but wonder what Lewis might have in store.
Yes, he’d promised he wouldn’t do anything in front of Karl, but that didn’t mean something wouldn’t happen after the event.
There were some blue soccer shorts and a white tank top in the bag, which were both in the right size, and I almost felt a little disappointed that Lewis wasn’t forcing me into something that was so tight that it would rip.
However, as I tossed the shorts and the top on the bed, something bright blue dropped on to the carpet.
I bent down and picked it up, and felt my mouth hang open a little in surprise.
It was a thong . . . a very skimpy thong.
My dick pulsed at the idea of wearing something so slutty under my shorts.
Maybe Lewis had more in mind than I thought?
Dropping my towel, I stepped into the thong and pulled it up to my thighs, before struggling for a second to get the rear string nestled between my cheeks, not to mention getting my ample bulge into the tiny pouch.
It was no easy feat, but as I checked myself out in the mirror, the grin spread across my face. My thick thighs looked incredible, and the thong really made my ass look like a shelf. It was hot!
Just then, my phone beeped.
I opened the message to see a message from Karl saying they were heading to the venue with a ridiculous photo of him, Jared and Lewis all wearing the same outfit that I had.
Well, presumably on top. I couldn’t imagine Lewis providing all of them with thongs.
I pulled on the shorts and was pleased to see they came to about mid-thigh, which made my legs look extra thick, before yanking the tank top over my head, and feeling some smug satisfaction that I’d done chest and arms at the gym after work on Friday, and my biceps looked extra pumped.
I finished the outfit with some white socks and a pair of sneakers before grabbing my keys and heading out to the car.
Every step I took reminded me that I was wearing a thong, as the rear strap gently moved between my cheeks.
“Fuck,” I gasped as I sat in the car, the string pulling tight and pushing against my hole.
This was going to be an interesting day.
The obstacle course was only a fifteen-minute drive away on the other side of the local forest, and I was unsurprised to see the other guys stood outside their car chatting when I pulled into the gravel parking lot.
“Hey Clay,” they all called as I got out of the car, consciously checking that my shorts were pulled up high enough so that no one saw the waistband of the thong.
Karl came over and I pulled him into a hug. “How ya doing, kiddo?”
“Mentally preparing myself for a morning of looking like an idiot.”
I laughed. “I’m sure it won’t be that bad.”
Lewis’ eyes were roaming hungrily over my body, and I did my best to ignore him and the flush that was creeping into my cheeks as I said “hey” to Jared and followed the three of them to a small cabin at the edge of the parking lot.
A guy in his early thirties stepped out of the cabin with a big smile. “Hey guys.”
Lewis jogged up to shake the guy’s hand. “This is Matteo, he’s the owner of this place.”
“Nice to meet you all,” Matteo said with a nod at each of us. “Lewis has assured me that you guys will be a great test group for us, so I’ll give you an overview of the obstacles and the map, and then I’ll let you head off at your own pace.”
Our own pace sounded perfect to me. I certainly didn’t want to be competing with anyone, even if I would try and beat Karl for the bragging rights.
Matteo led us into the cabin where there was an open space around a model of the obstacle course.
“We have five main obstacles here at the course. The first one is at the end of the running track, and we call it the stepping stones. You’ll have to jump over a number of stones built into the lake to reach the other side.”
Stepping stones didn’t sound so bad.
“Next up, we have the climbing net. It’s around thirty feet and you’ll need to climb up one side, over the top and down the other. There are crash mats at the base, so you’ll be nicely protected if you lose your footing or want to just jump.”
Karl and Jared laughed and immediately yelled. “Jump!”
I shook my head, knowing full well that I would not be jumping off of something that high.
“After that, we have the bog, loads of muddy water that you’ll have to wade through. Be careful, there are some very sticky patches in there, but once you’re through, you go straight into the next one which is the rapids. It’s my favourite obstacle and we made it from scratch. You just dive in and let the water carry you, but there are plenty of places you can get stuck or wedged if you don’t watch where you’re going and move with the water.”
Mud and water I could deal with, so I was less concerned with those.
“Finally, we have the climb. You’ll enter a pitch-black tunnel on an incline, where all you can trust is your senses. The tunnel is thirty feet long, but you can’t just run through it. It takes careful considerate navigation to avoid injury. Once you clear that, you’re at the end. Any questions?”
We all looked at each other, and I was glad to see Karl and Jared looked just as apprehensive as I felt. Lewis, on the other hand, had a look in his eye that told me he was scheming something.
“Well, if there’s no questions,” Matteo said with a smile. “You guys can head off when you’re ready. We haven’t got our cameras installed yet, but if you need any assistance at any of the obstacles, there’s a call button you can use, and I’ll come running.”
“I doubt we’ll need that,” Lewis said as he started to stretch out.
“So confident,” Jared said with a laugh. “I’m sure we’ll be fine.”
“Loser buys dinner,” Karl yelled before jumping past me and heading out of the door.
“Game on,” I shouted after him, shouldering Jared out of the way and following Karl.
The first stretch of the obstacle course was a simple gravel path that wound its way through the trees. I jogged a little way behind Karl with Jared and Lewis somewhere behind me.
I was hyperaware of the thong and the way it pressed between my cheeks with every step, but mercifully, my cock was behaving itself.
As we rounded a corner on the path, the lake came into view and a spaced-out path of stepping stones across the water was visible.
Karl came to a stop at the shore as he assessed the best way to cross, and I bounded past him, jumping from stone to stone with no plan of how to get across, other than keeping up my momentum and not ending up in the lake.
Panting for breath, I reached the other side without incident and gave Karl a smug grin as I ran off to the next obstacle.
Karl
Watching Clay with his typical smug expression on the other side of the lake made me want to swear at him, but I reined it in and focused on getting across the lake.
By the time I started slowly jumping from one stone to another, Jared and Lewis had caught me up and were shouting encouragement as I made my way across the lake.
My co-ordination had never been my best attribute, but inexplicably, I made it across the lake without falling in, and Lewis and Jared quickly joined me on the shore.
“This is awesome,” Jared said with a smile as he jogged off ahead of Lewis and me.
“It’s certainly a different way to spend a Saturday,” I said as I followed him.
Lewis and I jogged together until we reached the enormous net that Clay and was stood at the bottom of, and Jared was halfway up.
“Scared of heights, Clay?” I said with a chuckle as I started to climb up.
“Laugh it up, kiddo. We both know I’ll beat you.”
I looked back at Clay and stuck my tongue out. “Bring it on.”
I felt the net pull taught beneath me as Clay and Lewis both started to climb up behind me, but I ignored them and reached the top before jumping off and landing with a smash on the crash mat next to Jared, who was giggling like a big kid.
“We definitely need to do shit like this more often,” he said as he got to his feet.
“You could be right there,” I said as I followed him down the path, leaving Clay and Lewis behind as they reached the top of the net.
“It’s nice for the four of us to be doing something without anyone pulling any pranks,” Jared said as we raced along the next path.
He had a point.
It had been a while since the four of us had hung out without someone scheming something. Even Lewis seemed to be sticking to his word, and behaving, which made me happy.
However, my happiness was short lived as we rounded a bend in the path and came face to face with a long muddy bog.
“Do we just head straight through the middle?” Jared asked as he assessed the landscape.
There were trees on either side of a muddy bog that was about twenty feet wide.
“I dunno. Maybe that’s what they want us to do, and we’ll get more stuck that way.”
“You reckon we should stick to the tree line?” Jared said.
I nodded. “Let’s give it a go.”
I tentatively stepped forward into the mud and immediately sunk a few inches into the squishy ground.
Jared followed me as we slowly walked along the treeline, our sneakers sticking and squelching into the mud.
When we were about halfway across, we started to sink deeper and after a few more steps, the mud was up to our knees.
“That looks filthy,” Clay said loudly behind us.
“Survived the net then?” I shouted over my shoulder as I tried to keep my balance.
“Your old man isn’t that useless,” he said back.
I glanced over my shoulder to see him, and Lewis, head straight for the middle of the bog, and I was surprised to see them striding through without too much issue.
“I should have mentioned,” Lewis said with a grin. “The water jets to keep the mud sticky are at the sides. You’re better off going through the middle.”
“You dick,” Jared yelled at him as he and Clay burst out laughing, passing me and Jared and quickly clearing the bog.
Jared started to move towards the centre of the bog, and I tried to follow, but I was stuck.
I was right next to some thick trees that had thorns on their branches, and the mud was up to my thighs.
“Uh, Jared,” I called out as he reached the end of the bog. “I might need some help.”
He turned around to face me with a questioning look.
“I’m stuck. I can’t move my feet.”
“Try twisting on the spot, it should loosen the suction.”
Not wanting to panic, I twisted back and forth, desperately hoping to free my feet so I could keep moving. What I didn’t notice was the back of my shorts tangling on the branch behind me.
“Slowly lift one leg up,” Jared said from the shore.
With as much control as I could manage, I tried lifting my right leg out of the mud, but there was too much resistance.
My tank top was plastered to my body from the sweat, and my breathing was harsh as I put as much strength as I could into pulling my leg free.
There was a loud sucking squelch before my foot suddenly slid free from my sneaker and my socked foot pulled free the muddy water, before slamming back down into the sludge. The momentum was way more than I’d been expecting and I found myself suddenly falling to my right, and just as I hit the mud, there was a loud ripping noise, and I felt something snap below the waist.
Jared’s laughter echoed around me as I pushed myself to my feet, my stomach and chest covered in mud.
I looked down to see that my shorts were gone! They’d ripped off of my body and stayed attached to the damn branch. I was in a muddy bog in just a tank top, socks and a jock strap. How the hell did this even happen to me!
Frustrated, I tried to move my left leg, and my socked foot once more came free. This time, I was prepared and didn’t fall, but despite pushing my hands into the thick mud, I couldn’t find my sneakers.
“Fuck,” I yelled.
Jared made his way over to me. “I guess we should probably head back. No sneakers and no shorts are not gonna help you beat Clay.”
“You can stop laughing dude,” I hissed under my breath, very conscious of my bare ass on show.
“Don’t worry, I’ll come back with you.”
Jared helped me out of the muddy bog, and we began the humiliating walk back to the cabin.
The only saving grace is that we might get there before Clay does, I prayed.
Clay
The net had been terrifying, but I was more than a little relieved that I’d managed to get through it. The muddy bog was a sinch, thanks to Lewis, and now we just had to get through the rapids and the tunnel.
Lewis was being scarily well behaved. He hadn’t once tried to touch me or make a comment about what I was wearing under my shorts, and I couldn’t fight the fact that I felt a little disappointed.
Did I seriously want him to touch me? Humiliate me? Expose me?
I guess I did.
Karl and Jared were behind us at the muddy bog, and Lewis and I arrived at the rapids in no time at all.
There was a winding river rapid that was about ten feet wide.
“That looks faster than I expected,” I said with a frown, wondering how we were supposed to navigate the damn thing without drowning.
Lewis tossed me a foam pad. “Use this to keep yourself afloat and stick to the right-hand side. You’ll get caught on some rocks about halfway down, but I’ll be behind you to help you out.”
I lowered myself into the water, feeling the current tugging me forward. I took a tentative step forward and the water suddenly came up to my neck.
“Use the pad, Clay,” Lewis said with a roll of his eyes.
I rested my arms on the foam pad and lifted my feet up, before I was quickly dragged along with the current. Keeping my head above the water felt nearly impossible as I was splashed and tugged back and forth through the water.
Doing as Lewis instructed, I did my best to keep to the right hand side of the rapids before I suddenly came to a stop against a stack of boulders. The current was so hard that it was nearly impossible to push away from them and keep moving.
Thankfully, Lewis appeared to my left, seemingly to be in some sort of calm stream as he held on to the boulders with one hand.
“Told you I’d help you out,” Lewis said with a smile.
“Yep, you’ve been a perfect angel,” I said with more bitterness than I expected.
Lewis raised an eyebrow. “I don’t have to be.”
I looked at Lewis, and for the first time, I saw him as he was, an exceptionally good looking twenty something with a mischievous grin.
Did I want him to misbehave? Was I that desperate for his attention?
“If you want me to keep behaving, Clay, you’re gonna need to stop biting your bottom lip like that.”
I chuckled. “What’s wrong with me biting my bottom lip?”
“It makes me want to bite it,” Lewis said matter-of-factly, and my cheeks heated as my cock twitched in the tight confines of my wet thong.
Why the hell was that doing something for me?
Maybe I just needed to get laid?
“How’s that thong feeling?” Lewis asked, pulling me out of my thoughts.
“How do you know I’m wearing it?” I countered.
Lewis laughed. “I saw the whale tail sticking out of your shorts when you were climbing the net.”
I blushed. “It feels . . . different.”
Suddenly Lewis’ hand was on my lower back before it snaked down to the waistband of the thong, where he grabbed it and give it a sharp tug, the material pulling tightly between my cheeks.
“I’m guessing it’s a good different,” Lewis said with a grin as I let a moan slip at the friction.
“It’s a shame I need to behave though. Come on, we need to get going if you wanna beat Karl. Take my hand.”
Frustration flooded through me after that evil tease!
My cock was at half mast, and I’d been sure that he was about to do more.
Sighing, I took Lewis’ hand, and he pulled me around him so that I was no longer stuck behind the boulders.
I felt a sudden pressure on the waistband of my shorts, but all I had time to see was a knowing smile from Lewis before the water pulled me along with the fast current.
Comments
Marcus MJC
The story isn’t over yet 😏
Earendil the Mariner
So hot to see Karl bare some skin, finally. I was half hoping Jared would finish the job and take his jock off 👀
