Don & Michael(reddit)
From Create Your Own Story
Father
Name: Don
Age: 65
Build: Chub
Son
Name: Michael
Age: 36
Build: Average
Backstory.
Don and Michael have almost no relationship. After abandoning Michael at a young age, Don seeks out Michael to finally fix what he broke. Michael decides to forgive his father, with hesitation, and start a new relationship with him. Now they have been living together for a year and Don has developed sexual fantasies involving his son.
Present Day.
"It's too late," Don slurs to himself. It's past 3 A.M. and Michael, his son, hasn't returned from the bar he went with his work friends. Hours ago, Don decided to remain awake and wait for his 36 year old son to return, even though rare are the fridays in which he doesn't go out with someone.
Don knows that Michael is a man with a social life, knows too well that his son might come back with the first rays of sun. He often thinks about his son smooth, tan skin (so exposed when he's shaving in the bathroom with only his boxer briefs, his hair dripping from the shower and steam pouring through the door) and striking, bold eyes. Such a handsome boy — no, man, a handsome man — ought to have enough attention from the ladies.
Don should go to sleep, so his son would not feel watched when he finally came home. But Don chooses to wait so he can, at least, see his face once more. If his son is hungry, he will prepare something for him despite his drunkenness. If his son is drunk, being carried by friends, Don will hold him tight and take him to bed.
To keep him company in the long wait there are 4 trusty, empty bottles of beer, one spilled cup and a television playing some kid's movie from the early 2000's. The cup has been ignored since the second bottle, when Don dropped all pretenses of drinking only enough to make himself tipsy. With the downfall of the cup, so did his appearance lose it's last shreds of care. While he started the night with a red wifebeater shirt, tight against chis chub belly, and a pair of old, stretched shorts, now Don is reduced only to his black briefs.
Without inhibitions, Don is prone to scratching his armpits and crotch. Although he does not notice it anymore, the living room is filled with his musk and the smell of alcohol.
The kid's movie playing in the TV is over. Don chugs down the fifth bottle of beer and admits defeat, he ought to sleep now.
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