Date: Fri, 22 Mar 2024 22:18:03 -0400
From: Sam Roma <frigidverve@gmail.com>
Subject: Chapter 5 : Sleep Well Dad

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With every rep, Steve held him tighter and was helping raise him up more.
Matt reveled in that closeness and proximity. His dick was semi hard at
this point. good thing he had worn an underwear. Or was it, Matt mused.
"Ten", Steve counted and let Matt go. Matt felt strangely bereft at
this. He jumped down and panted catching his breath.
"Aight, my turn", Steve said. "I might need your help too".
Matt's breath caught. Here was his chance. And he was gonna take it


Steve squatted down a couple times to get pumped, then with a strong jump
with his hefty legs, Steve caught the handlebars and pulled himself up
grunting. He was sweating copiously now. His arms were red from exertion
and just looked too huge.The hair o his arms were slicked back from the
sweat. Steve managed to pull himself up thrice, then faltered and hung
loosely from the bars.
"Aight bud, haul your ole man's ass up now" he quipped with a grim
smile.
Matt was waiting to hear those golden words. He was shivering slightly
from barely contained excitement. His internal monologue was asking him
why he felt this way when he had done this so many times before. This was
nothing new, he had pushed his Dad's ass up to help him with the bars
many times before, hugged his legs and lifted him up. Not once had he
given it a second thought. And yet here he was like a nubile virgin,
shivering in excitement at having their cherry popped.
Matty got behind Steve. His head came up level with Steve's ass. Matty
got close and wrapped his arms around Steve's bare legs. The touch of
skin against sweaty skin sent shivers down Matt's spine. He broke out in
goosebumps. His Dad's meaty thighs were slick with sweat. His coarse
blonde hair rubbed against Matt's smooth arms. He savored that touch. He
brought his face close to his father's ass without daring to make actual
contact. Then flexed his muscled arms and lifted him up. At the same
time, Matt took a huge sniff. He wanted to taste the aroma of his Dad's
smell on his tongue. It was that same intoxicating mixture he now knew
all too well but punctuated with the pungent smell of sweat. Matty's had
never smelled anything like this and he was getting euphoric like he had
smoked a joint.
Steve grunted and started doing his rep. Every time Steve went up, he
would hold the position for a space of 3-5 seconds before coming back
down slowly. In that space, what seemed like an eternity for Matt, he
could see up his father's baggy shorts. First thing he noticed were his
Dad's huge globular ass like two moons barely contained in the shorts.
Then he recognized the briefs from last night that Steve was now wearing.
Thought he knew his father always wore underwear, he was disappointed. As
the last rep began and Steve hung on the bars, Matty noticed something
new. A large bead of sweat finding its way down Steve's butt, past the
wet from sweat briefs, down his thigh. Matty's hart stopped, did he
dare? Steve was at his last set. With the first rep, Matty looked up
again in search of his prize. There it was streaming down slowly. It was
almost level with his face now. it was now or never. At the next rep,
Matty brought his face right under the shorts and stuck a questing pink
tongue out. It made contact and sent a jolt through his body. The bead
has coalesced with several others and there was almost a small rivulet of
sweat flowing down Steve's crotch and ass. Matt's tongue lapped it all
up, careful as he could be, without brushing against his Dad's skin. It
was starkly salty, mixed with the pungent taste reminiscent of the precum
from last night. Matt was lost in the moment, his mouth open and tongue
out. So when Steve came down, Matt's tongue pressed against his dad's
bare salty skin, licking all the way from the back of his knee almost up
to the base of his ass.
Matt let go in shock and Steve abruptly turned around. "What was that?"
Matt didn't say a word. He was gulping down the last of that taste bomb
and looked like a deer caught in the headlights. What was he  even
supposed to say? "D..Did you..." Steve was trying to form a sentence.
"Ugh I think your leg rubbed against my face as you were coming down",
Matt said coming out of his stupor and thinking quickly to grimace and
act as if he was revolted. "Gross" He said. Steve burst out laughing.
"Haha you almost kissed my ass son" Steve was still laughing. "Dad,
stop. You are embarrassing me". Matt said making a face but internally
promising himself, Steve's words would be a prophecy fulfilled. "Ok ok,
don't go holding your face that close then. God knows I need a shower
bad".
Typically, after workout Dad and son would drive back home and shower.
Matt had a sudden inspiration. "Dad, wanna get a bite at the new place
south of here?" He asked casually.
"Huh", Steve was confused. "What place? I could stand to eat
something. I'm hungry".
"That sandwich place you mentioned a couple weeks back. Isn't it close
to here?"
"Oh Smutty's? Yeah. We could go. But I need a shower and its in the
opposite end of our place Matt". Steve said thoughtfully. "another
time?"
"Dad, we could just shower here. Remember we have spare clothes in the
trunk?", Matt said helpfully.
"Oh, good idea bud. Wanna grab our clothes from the trunk? I will head
to the showers."
Matt had hoped to watch his Dad undress in the shower. This was his big
plan. Now he had to rethink his idea.
"Sure", he said half-heartedly and left to get the clothes. Matt
hurried back straight to the lockers. It was empty. His Dad was already
in the shower. He could hear the water running in one of the stalls.
Matty peered closely. The stall door was translucent. A single towel was
hung outside between that stall and the next. He could see the large
frame of his Dad . His whole body was tinged in red from the blood rush
working out. It shone a light pink through pane, his image disturbed
continuously by the rivulets of water against the door. Matt was still
transfixed by the silhouette. He could fill in the gaps in his head. He
admired the broad and beefy frame of his Dad. He wished in that instant
he himself could transform one day to look like that. Suddenly another
thought struck him. He turned around and sue enough, on the bench lay his
Dad's discarded clothes. Matty's heart immediately started racing.
There were Steve's shorts on top of his wet shirt all capped off with
the underwear like the cherry on the top. Matty immediately picked it up
and brought it to his face inhaling deeply. The scent from the pants
almost made him pass out in ecstasy. He held it close to his nose and his
cock started growing and getting hard, leaking precum. without a second
thought, Matty pulled his shorts down and held his pale white dick in his
hands pumping it hard. His eyes closed, nose buried deep in the crotch of
the underwear he was transported back to last night. He opened his mouth
and started licking the fabric. He then squeezed it and was rewarded with
an ooze of sweat from it. He lapped it up hungrily. His right hand was
pumping away at his 7 inch cock. His head was already red and ready to
burst. His precum was enough lube to increase the sensitivity of his
cock. Matty picked up the shirt and shorts together and rubbed it on his
face, feeling its wetness and smelling the stale cologne and sweat. He
gasped. He was so close. Matt opened his eyes and forced back on the
stall his Dad was showering in. He could now tell his Dad was soaping
himself, his back to him. Matt couldn't quite make out Steve's ass but
the pale moons still shone through the door enough for Matt to pump
harder. Just then, Steve bent down, presumably to soap up his legs and
feet. Steve was standing so close to the shower door, his ass backed up
flush against the door. Matt gasped at the sight. Steve's huge pale
white and pink ass was clear like a waxing moon. He could see the dark
line of Steve's butt crack running down the center of those 2 globes.
Matt came in quick succession. He ejaculated in his hand and was trying
to cup its flow but he shot 4 times one after another hitting a locker
and the rest spilling off his hands. Matt was still coming when the
magnificent sight of his Dad's ass vanished like an eclipse. With one
hand Matty took his shirt off and used it to clean his hand and the
locker. Then peeling off his own shorts and underwear he walked quickly
,naked, to the stall next to his Dad's and turned the water on. His
whole body was flushed pink and the cold water felt great against his hot
skin, cooling him down.
"Matty, that you?", came a voice over the stall to his left.
"Yeah Dad. Clothes are on the bench", Matt called out.
"Aight, thanks bud".
Matt quickly rinsed himself. He had just had anther wicked idea.It
amazing how sharp you get when you are a horny teenager with an. Agenda
on your mind. Matt had to see that amazing ass again. He had to see it
without glass in between. And he had an idea how. He quickly finished
washing himself up keeping a sharp ear on the stall next door making sure
his Dad was still showering. Then right as he head his Dad's shower
turning off he quickly turned off his own shower and quietly plucked the
towel outside and began to dry himself slowly.
He heard the squeak of his Dad's stall door open. Steve must have
reached out a hand questing for his Towel and failed clearly for he
called out "Huh, Matty, did you take my towel?".
"Oh shit Dad. Sorry. I forgot I didn't hang up my own.
"Dude!", Steve laughed. "The things I sacrifice for you! Fine, I will
grab another one."
Matt knew there was a pile of towel in front of the stalls but Steve
would still need to walk past his own stall to grab it. Matty quickly
opened the stall door and crack and peered through it. Steve had just got
out his stall sopping wet. He quickly walked up to the pile and picked a
towel and wrapped it around himself. But Matt had got what he wanted. He
sprung another boner as he saw the raw pink skin of his Dad's beefy ass
in those few seconds. Steves huge traps were red from the hot shower. His
muscles on the back rippled as he moved. In contrast to his smooth back,
Matt now saw the smattering of dark blonde hair  down Steve's lower back
and spreading across two huge butt cheeks with a single slim bush of a
dark line going down his butt crack. His ass hung over two tree trunk
like legs covered in hair. Before Matt could take anymore of this
riveting sight, Steve had wrapped a towel over himself and grabbed
another to dry his hair and body. Matt let th door close again resumed
drying himself off. He wrapped the towel around his midriff and stepped
out largely conscious of his Dick was still hard and visibly poking from
his towel. As Matt got out he saw that Steve had finished toweling
himself and was looking through his clothes that he had brought from the
trunk.
"Ah Matt, he said looking up. where's my undie?" Steve asked looking
up.
"Didn't find any Dad", Matt said. He had really found it but stashed
it in the back of the trunk to corroborate his story. Matt noticed his
Dad's eyes quickly dart down to his boner evidently straining against
his towel. Perhaps for that reason, Steve turned around, his back to him
and said, "Could have sworn I had a pair. Oh well. Commando it is".
Matt stood with his back to his Dad and pulled on his sweatpants,
surreptitiously watching his own Dad, as he took his towel off flashing
that beautiful ass again and pulling on leg after another in his own
shorts. In that bending motion Matt had a minuscule glimpse of Dad's
pink ashore buried in that bush of hair surrounding it. His cock was
revolting against the towel wanting to be let out and pumped. But the
moment passed and Matt had to focus on stuffing himself into his pants
and shirt. He kept his back to his Dad while he put his shirt on, then
made much fuss about drying his hair, taking his time to let his raging
cock subside. It was only after he sat down to put his socks on did cock
go soft, slick with postcum and fresh precum. Steve had finished dressing
and combing his hair.
"Ready son?", he called finally turning around.
"Yep, lets go. I'm famished", Matt agreed.

"What's the plan tonight Dad?",Matty asked as they drove down to the
sandwich place.
"Umm not much. Sue has been texting me but I don't feel like drinking
tonight."
"Dad, why don't you just have her over and watch a movie or
something?"
"Hmm there's an idea" , Steve mused. "Son, you sure about this? you
wont feel weird about seeing your old man with another woman now?"
"Dad, I'm very sure. It's time to move on. Let's be free!"
"Alright bud, then I will take you up on that offer. you wanna join
us?"
"Haha what as a third wheel? Hell no. you guys can watch your black and
white movie".
Steve playfully punch Matt in the arm. "You know she just a few years
older than you right?"
"Oh yeah...you are a regular stud aren't you?", Matt laughed looking
at Steve.
"Hey now! They are the ones drawn to me!", Steve said defensively.
"Haha I'm just kidding Dad. It's all good. I hope I have your charm at
your age".
"I'm sure you will do just fine son" Steve said fondly. "you are
quite the stud yourself aren't ya? Who are you dating now?"
"Well I'm not dating anyone bu there's a girl I like who might be
interested in me too. Thought I would have her over for my birthday."
"Of course son. My boy's gonna be a man soon! His 18th!" Steve was
clearly proud.
"Let's have a little party at home.", Steve said.
Matt smiled happily. Party sounded fun. they pulled over to Smutty's and
sat down at a table to order. Matt saw Steve was texting. Must be Sue.
"So you are meeting her tonight? She's gonna come over?", Matt asked.
"Actually, she just asked if I could come over to help her with her car
right now. Looks like she's broken down a couple miles form here."
"Oh shit. Why don't you go Dad. I can get an Uber back". Matt said.
"I cant leave you Matt", said Steve with a worried note in his voice.
"Dad, really, I will be ok. I will get my Sammy and eat at home. why
don't you go help her. Pick me up some dinner and bring her home for the
movie."
"hmm lets eat here and I can drive up to her after. I will probably be
another couple hours or so before  I get home." Steve said.
"Deal" Matt replied.

Matt made his way up to his room quickly once the Uber dropped him off.
He only had a couple hours to execute what he had in mind if everything
went his way. He started looking through his cupboards for what he
wanted. Finally, buried under his games and keyboard he found it. A small
streaming webcam he had received as a gift a year back. He opened it and
plugged it in to his laptop to test it still worked well. This could
work. Quickly he ran to his Dad's bedroom. Now he had to find the
perfect place to position it. Matt looked around the room. It was a
wireless device so mobility was to an issue. He just needed to ensure it
would be well hidden. He found a possibility on the shelf above the TV at
the foot of the bed. This was better than nothing. It was fairly hidden
amongst the tchachkis and knick knacks crowding the shelf. Matt adjusted
the cam the best he could and left the room, making sure nothing else was
perceptibly disturbed.
Just about an hour left. He then went back to his room and turned on the
cam on his laptop. He could see the entirety of the bed from the foot to
the headboard. Satisfied, Matt next went to the living room and lit the
lavender candles his Dad occasionally lit to relax. The mood had to be
set. His work done, Matt went back to his room, his heart beating so hard
he was afraid his Dad might just hear it. He turned the TV on in his
room, flicking channel waiting for his Dad to get back.
It wasn't long before he heard the front door open and two voices
talking. Matt stayed in his room. The door opened and Stev looked in.
"Hey! Want to come meet sue? she's been asking about you."
"Sure Dad." Matt said jumping off his bed. He left the TV running.
"Nice touch with the candles my wingman", Steve whispered coyly,
nudging Matt with his elbow.
"Sue was seated on the couch and she got up as Matt come over. she was a
pretty thing. Quite like the girls he went for himself. Dark haired, dark
eyed, short and slim. Nice big boobs and a sweet smile.
"Hey Matt" she waved. "I have heard quite a bit about you."
"Hi", Matt grinned. "Your cars good?"
"Oh yeah, Steve's to my rescue."
"It runs in the family", Matt smiled.
"Oh yeah? Perhaps I can call you for help if your Dad's busy", she
joked.
"Stop putting us all to work Sue", Steve intervened.
The three sat around chatting about school and work for some time. Matt
suddenly noticed that Sue had her pinky around Steve's but she kept
stealing glances at Matt. She would hold the stare for a second and then
look down coyly, biting her lip. Matt was familiar with this. How many
girls had done the same in class to catch his attention. Interesting, he
thought to himself.
"I got some Mexican for dinner bud. You hungry?"
Matt saw some packages of food on the kitchen counter along with a couple
bottles of red wine. He smiled to himself, so much for not drinking
tonight. However this bode well for him.
"Umm not hungry yet. think I will just eat in my room and go to bed.
I'm pooped Dad", Matt said yawning for effect.
"Ok bud, we were planning on watching Avengers if you want to join. but
if you are going to bed we will keep it down."
"Eh, I can hear nothing from my room. You do what you want." , Matt
said and added "Nice meeting you Sue".
Sue got up and came up to Matt opening her arms. Matt was caught by
surprise. She pressed her breads against him, sneakily rubbing up and
down, her hands were on his lower back. she squeezed him close and let
go.
"Night Matt. By the way, you are the spitting image of your Dad", she
quipped.
Steve laughed. "Yeah he's my boy alright". Matts dick twitched at that
Hurriedly he waved to them, stretched for good measure and went back up
to his room with the bag of food, closing the door behind him but leaving
it slightly ajar.
Hours went by. Matt sat on his bed finishing dinner. He could hear Thanos
taking about his plan with his gauntlet. Ah if only he had the gauntlet.
the things he would make his Dad do to him and the things he would do,
Matt fantasized.
Matt woke up with a start. He had heard something. As his memory
returned, he panicked. What time was it? Did he miss everything? Why did
he have to nod off to sleep in his exhaustion and full belly. Damn it
Matt he chided himself. He looked at the clock. It was just past
midnight. Matt hastened to get his laptop and sitting on his bed opened
it. The webcam application blinked on. There was nothing there. The bed
was empty. "shit" he thought to himself, had she already left? He was
pretty sure his Dad would have brought Sue back to his bed with his
newfound freedom.
Just as he was about to get up and sneak outside to review the situation
he heard something on his cam. Hurriedly he got his headphones out and
plugged it in. Two bodies came into view near the edge fo the bed. His
Dad and Sue were standing next to th embed making out. Matt heaved a sigh
of relief. The TV was still running so his Dad would think Matt couldn't
hear anything, specially after assuring him previously everything was
sound proof. Matt watched, his eyes getting wide. The show had begun.
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Thanks for all the feedback guys. I meant for this story to be a slow
burn in order to keep it reasonably realistic without jumping directly
into graphic details. A few of you have asked me to have Matt and Steve
start boning each other already. Let me know if you agree and want to get
there pronto or if you like the progression on the current story? It
might (or might not :D) happen but I am going to pace it as I see fit
unless a majority of my readers want to things to be sped up (boo no
fun). Do write to me at frigidverve@gmail.com. Cheers!