quaintace: Disclaimer: This is a fictional story - nothing about the story or the person in the atta
quaintace: Disclaimer: This is a fictional story - nothing about the story or the person in the attached photo is true - purely fantasy. The writing is inspired by @maturedadsandmen as they have written many fictional stories. Please, go to their page and check out some of their work. Happy Holidays guys!Your phone buzzed and saw you had received a photo attachment along with a text from your stepdad, Brian Peterson. You saw that the text read, “Does this make you want me?” followed by a photo of him completely naked in the master bedroom’s bathroom mirror which was just a couple doors down from your room. The photo had made you utterly flabbergasted as you saw he was getting in shape with his pecs taunting the photo and his flaccid, yet big member downtown. You couldn’t believe your eyes as Brian wasn’t even hard and he looked to be about five or six inches of pure man. As your eyes reveled in what had been bestowed to them, you heard the text tone that there were more texts to follow.“Oh my gosh, Frankie, I didn’t mean to send that you – it was an accident. Please, erase and forget that I sent you that.” You cringed at the fact that your stepdad had called you your kid name “Frankie,” but you still couldn’t get over the fact that your stepdad for who you knew your whole life was a total stud! Well, sure, you knew he was a tall handsome man growing up that you looked up to and grew to admire as he made your mother happy, but over the years and as you finished college in your hometown, you noticed that their happiness had faded, and it looked more as if they were okay living as roommates. When you hadn’t responded in a few minutes, Brian texted again, “Frankie, did you see my texts? Forget about the pic alright?” You hadn’t caught on to it until now, but you just realized how hard you were in your shorts. It could have cut through the fabric right there when you heard a knock at your bedroom door.“Frankie, it’s me. I’m coming in, alright?” You couldn’t cover yourself with your covers when Brian burst through the door only in his towel, but you noticed that just as quickly as he entered, the door had been shut…and locked. Your eyes locked with Brian’s for a brief moment when you saw his look at your tent. You saw him smirk then returned his gaze to you. “Aha, I can see someone’s awake” The play on words didn’t slip, but you were speechless, yet curious at the same time. “Frankie, I know you saw the photo I sent you and text messages, you have read receipts on…Shit really?? Then why did he ask if I got his texts?“Seeing the situation you’re in, do you mind if I help you out?” Your own member had twitched at the thought of your stepdad giving you a helping hand and had formed a noticeable wet spot.Wait, wait, what did he just say? “Frankie, I know you know your mother and I are no longer in a romantic relationship with each other. In fact, we’re quite amicable with just living as roommates. She’s my best friend and I’m hers, but we both agreed that both of us make each other’s lives smooth and easy and don’t want to find or want others… Well, except me… You see, I’ve always seen the way you look at me, and the glances you take when you think I don’t notice, and I find it cute. I actually thought I’d take a chance with the pic I sent earlier and said for you to delete it, so I’d have a reason to come talk to you.” He had come to the end of the bed and you could now see that there was a bit of a bulge in his towel.Finally, you found words the voice, “Y-you wanted to talk to me?” He gave a soft chuckle, “Well, not exactly…” Keeping his gaze, he came to stand in front of you and reached for what kept the towel from falling. “Your mother just left for work and I called in sick today. I was hoping we could, hang out,” and with that, he let his towel fall to the ground with his eight-inch member pointing straight out with a bit of an upward arch. It was now just centimeters from your face and even though he had just showered, you could still smell his man scent. “So, what do you say, Frankie? Wanna have fun?” -- source link