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The Hardest Test	By : NMI Category: 1 through F > Family Matters Views: 4547 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Family Matters, nor the characters or stories from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. All sexualized characters are eighteen ears of age or older as this story takes place.

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She giggled and kissed his neck as Steve carried his new wife over the threshold. He set her gently on the bed, and as he tried to right himself, she pulled him forward so he landed with a small bounce on top of her. He heard her gentle laugh again and he smiled at her.
"I love you, Steve," she said, looking up at him sincerely.
"I love you, too, Laura. I love you with all of my heart," he whispered, leaning down toward her ear.
"Do you want to touch me, Steve?"
He nodded, the intensity of her stare stealing his voice.
"You can, now. I'm your wife."
"Wh-where?"
"Wherever, you'd like."
Suddenly, he noticed they were completely naked.
He lifted his hand and hovered over her left breast, looking up at her and waiting for any sign that she might not be ready. She just continued to look at him with fiery desire in her eyes. He swallowed hard, still maintaining eye contact, and lowered his hand to cup her full breast.
She closed her eyes and cooed gently, "Oooo, Steve."
He smiled as he heard her say his name like that, dripping with lust. She really wanted him. He started to gently massage her breast, finally taking a moment to look down and enjoy the sight of his hand on her. He was actually touching her body, after all these years; he was finally going to have her.
BOOM. "WAHH!" Steve screamed awake as Eddie slammed the bedroom door behind him.
"Oh, hey, Steve! Sorry, didn't know you were in here," Eddie said heading straight to his dresser. "I'm meeting the guys at the gym to play basketball." He paused for a moment as grabbed his gym shorts, then said, "Heeey, why don't you come with me?"
Steve reclined again, as his pulse started to slow back down. "No, thanks, Eddo. Have fun."
"C'mon, man! You have gotta get your mind off this stuff."
Oh, right. This "stuff", Steve thought as Eddie reminded him of everything he'd been avoiding in his nap.
"I really just need to catch some shut-eye, Eddie. I was up all night," Steve said rolling onto his back.
Eddie nodded. "Yeah, okay. Good luck with that," he snickered, standing to leave. "By the way, man. Your hands look a little dry. There's some lotion on the dresser," he called, slamming the door again behind him.
My hands? Well, what the heck did he mea- Aw, man, Steve moaned in his head as he glanced down to see the tent fully formed in his pants. He blushed as he understood Eddie's joke. He never really appreciated blue humor. He sighed, looking down again. He wasn't an animal. He refused to give in to such a primal urge… again. Rolling to his side, he tried to think unsexy thoughts, to no avail… and it was starting to hurt. He groaned as he stood up to walk to the door. He peaked into the hallway and saw no one standing about, so he gently closed the door and turned the lock.
Steve didn't do this often. For one thing, it was difficult being that he shared a room with Eddie, but even before that, he always tried to avoid it. He always felt uncomfortable doing it. Sure, he was a bit of a puritan, so that didn't help, but the main reason he always felt guilty when he touched himself was Laura. He didn't like fantasizing about her like that without her permission, and she would certainly never give him permission. However, when he tried to focus on another woman, someone he felt only slightly more comfortable objectifying, he felt such a terrible feeling of guilt, like he was being unfaithful to Laura, that he could never finish. That's why he only allowed himself the guilty pleasure when he was truly in pain. Today was one of those days.
He grabbed the lotion off the dresser and sat back down on his bed, his back against the wall. He unhooked his suspenders and slid his tight jeans and boxers down just far enough to free himself. No wonder he was in so much pain, he could see himself throbbing with desire. He took some of the lotion and began to rub it into his hands.
When he was younger, his Laura-based fantasies were harmless. There was lots of kissing, she was fully-clothed, and only when he was nearing the very end did he imagine her touching him there. Then they accidentally saw each other naked. It was almost like that day flipped a switch in his mind. After that day, his fantasies went from PG-13 to XXX.
He closed his eyes and tried to focus again on that dream that Eddie so rudely interrupted. He imagined touching her all over and he imagined himself climbing on top of her as she spread her legs for him. He began to imagine himself making love to her as he started to stroke his length. He didn't waste any time and before long, he was nearing completion. He imagined her voice calling his name.
"Steeeeeve," she cried out, shuttering slightly. "Yes! Yes, Steve! Right there. Don't stop. Please, don't stop."
He started to stroke faster, imagining it was her walls tightening on his manhood, instead of his own grip.
"Steve, honey, I – OH! Oh, God. I think I'm almost there, Steve. Please, don't stop. Ohhhh. I love you so much, baby."
"I love you, too, Laura," he said to himself, as quietly as he could. "Please, Laura. Please, I want you to climax."
"Finish with me, Steve. Please! Inside me, Steve. Ooooh, Steeeeeeve!"
As he imagined her body pulsing around his member, he came with her, quickly grabbing a tissue to deal with the mess. He bit his lip hard to avoid shouting her name and he stroked a few final times as his manhood finally began to relax. He looked down at his lap, embarrassed to have given into his urges again. He cleaned himself up as fast as he could, his face flushing with shame. Having disposed of the evidence, he laid back down, finally drifting into a solid five hours of peaceful sleep.
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