The Four Years of Matthew

MATTHEW

Jason and I spent three hours looking through the multitude of men after creating the profile on my phone. Neither of us were too comfortable using one of our pictures as the profile picture, so we took one off the internet that looked believable and watched as many responses from other members flood in.

“Look at all these sluts!” Exclaims Jason as he sends a dick picture, that was also found on the Internet, to the guy we were talking to. “Sadly none of them seem too interesting.”

I nod in agreement, “Maybe that's enough browsing for today.” I snatch my phone away from Jason's hands and turn it off.

“You're no fun, Matt.” I roll my eyes at his childlike behavior.

“You said it yourself! There are no interesting men on the site,” I argue. Jason drops his shoulders in disappointment and releases a huff.

“I know, Matt, but at this point I'll take anything! I mean, you're great and all, but don't you get tired of only messing around with me?” He asks. I look at the way he plays with his wavy brown hair that falls just a little above his eyebrows. “I just want a man to grab me by the hips and put his rod into my hole and just fuck the hell out of me.”

“We can wait, Jason.”

“I waited too long!” He yells and groans as he drops his small body backwards onto the bed. “I wouldn't be feeling like this if you would just let me try something with your dad.”

I grind my teeth in anger at what he says. “Of course you want try anything with my dad! He's my dad! And he loves my mom a whole lot and won't settle for fucking you!”

“Wha is that supposed to mean!” Jason challenges as he rises from his bed and moves towards me. We're now in front of each other with our chests puffed out and our noses just centimeters away. I could feel his breath hitting my lips and his cold glare burning into my own eyes.

“It means he won't fuck a little bitch like you, so stop trying,” I say as I push Jason harshly away from me. He falls on the floor with his head hitting the nightstand.

“What was that for asshole?” He says as he rubs the back of his head.

“You can't play what you already are, stupid,” I state. Jason scowls at me before lifting himself off the floor.

“I promise I'll have your dad in my hole soon, Matt. You're going to regret what you did to me!” He threatens. I roll my eyes and walk out of his room.

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I walk back home and sit in the living room across from dad who is watching television. It must be another one of his sport games. I never really paid much attention to them.

I take my phone out of my pocket and log into the app one more time. I instantly get a message from a profile with no picture. I was just about to ignore him but then a picture comes up of a giant, veiny white cock. I could feel my face heat up the longer I stare at it and I can't help but feel the blood rush to my lower area.

I click out of the profile and check for any detail of the man. Straight Dad, his profile name says. I swipe up and search for any more information. He says that he's only looking for a hook up and that he's fifty years old. He's definitely my type.

I jump up when I see that another picture message comes through. I click quickly and stare in awe as a hairy toned body greets me and a giant penis hangs between the meaty legs. Fuck.

“What you looking at over there son?” My dad asks as he shifts his attention away from his game and onto me.

I cross my legs in a subtle way, hoping that my dad doesn't notice that I'm trying to hide my boner. He raises an eyebrow before chuckling to himself in amusement.

“Uh, it's nothing dad!” I try to reassure. I hope dad doesn't notice the panic in my voice.

“If it's about this morning, you can forget about it,” he says, then switches his view back to the game.

I could feel my cheeks flare up in color at the memory. I decide to play it cool and put away my phone. Now with nothing better to do, I put all my attention to dad who is sitting in the couch with his legs apart and his giant body leaning against at the back of the couch. His shirt is unbuttoned at the top and I could see the outline of a bulge from his slacks.

I shake my head and look at my lap. I shouldn't be checking out my dad! It's wrong! I stare back at his thighs, only this time I can't help but imagine Jason sitting on my dads lap. I could picture Jason's small figure straddling my dad as my dad holds his ass cheeks in both hands, while biting and kissing his neck sexually.

I jump in surprise when I feel my dads hand on my knee. “Are you alright, buddy?” He asks.

I nod, not really trusting the steadiness of my voice. I get up from the couch quickly and run up stairs, hoping that my dad didn't see the tent in my shorts.

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When I reach my room, I plunge myself into the soft sheets of my unmade bed and let my thought simmer for a while. I can't believe I just imagined my dad and Jason, together! That's not something I ever want to witness, but oddly the image of my elderly, fit dad and my skinny, cute best friend doing things together brought a hardness to my crotch that I couldn't avoid.

I pull out my phone in hopes of being distracted by the other daddy. I notice that he flooded me with more dick pictures, each one demonstrating the amazing length and girth of his fuck stick. I decide to get up and drop my pants. I lay on my tummy on the bed and raise my phone over my body a little, making sure that the frame captures half my face and my exposed ass. I click and send it to Straight Daddy. Hopefully, I'll have something inside me soon.

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MASON (THE DAD)

I play with the bulge in my slacks as I watch the football game on the tv. The images of meaty jocks pinning against each other bringing immense pleasure to my cock. Suddenly, I feel my phone vibrate. I open up an app and watch in shock as a tender, hairless, white ass becomes visible. Fuck.