Yes

I slip my cock out and aim my little cockhead at the large pool of my stepfather seed. I want to gag but i fight it back, i want to win.

With trembling hands, I stroke myself, trying to get hard enough to perform the final act of humiliation he's demanded. His cum fills the trophy, a stark reminder of his dominance over us. I try to ignore the smell, the feel of his hot breath on my neck as he watches me with hungry eyes.

"Come on," he says, his voice taunting. "You can do better than that."

The pressure is immense, but I manage to get myself semi-hard, the fear and adrenaline coursing through my veins acting as a strange aphrodisiac. With one last, desperate stroke, I cum into the trophy, mixing my own seed with his. The sound of it hitting the metal echoes in the small bathroom, and for a brief moment, I feel a strange sense of satisfaction.

He takes the trophy from me, his grin never fading. "Now that's what I call a family victory," he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Now drink up."

"What?"

"You heard me sissy."

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