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It’s a little late, almost seven at night on a Friday. My son just got home from his part time job, I see his head lights turn on from the drive way. The car door opens at some point and I hear it slam shut a moment later, he opens the front door and is sooner into his room than I can get the words “Hey Danny” out.

He’s a decent kid, Danny, but if you ask him his name he’ll say “Danny D! Live from Twitch!”, he’s a “streamer” on “twitch” but to me he’s a handsome college drop out that came back home to live with me, his dad. I at first was disappointed that he dropped out but he honestly seems happier and more motivated after this winter, maybe it just wasn’t for him. He works at a grocery store downtown, but if you ask him he’s a big time streamer; says soon he’ll be able to make his part of the rent and groceries as a full time streamer.

I just feel so damn lonely after his mother, Dalila, divorced me. She couldn’t understand that I was bisexual, that maybe she wasn’t the only one that still turned me on still. She has a rather slender frame much like our son as well as a polka dotted tongue. I always joked she got that from too much drinking from before we met, but no, out came Danny with it too.

Suddenly I hear Danny’s door open, out he steps into the living room, wearing his uniform pants and carrying a towel.

“Hey Danny, I saved some of the hot water for you.”

“Thanks dad. I’ll be up late tonight.”

“How late are we talking? 2 or 3? I know it's Friday but I have golf in the morning with some friends.”

“I’ll try to end around 1 then.”

“Thanks Danny.”

Danny then proceeded to enter the bathroom while I got off the couch, heading to check on the pizza I bought in the oven.

“Still needs a few minutes.” I said to myself before looking in the fridge for another light beer, hey I gotta keep myself looking nice. But sadly, the fridge was seemingly empty of beer, as I started to fall to my knees to curse the heavens, I remembered that there was some of that Mexican beer that Danny likes in the garage fridge. Not really my type but I heard that iconic sound of the football game starting to come back from commercials, so I walked back there to grab one and head back. As I sit down on the couch and look up at the tv I can’t help but notice the sound of the shower running loudly.

“You forgot the door again Danny!”

I grunt as I get back up to close the bathroom, but as I get closer I hear the words “Hey Chat! Welcome to the shower stream! I’m gonna show you all the best ways to get your fur cleaned and painted up!”

“Danny you forgot to close the door”

Danny let out a bit of girlish eep upon hearing my voice and quickly closed the door. I laughed a bit and headed back to the couch.

A few hours and a few more Mexican beers later it was about midnight. My bedroom was illuminated by my cellphone light, I was watching a stream of Danny play some game about playing as a casino heister. He had just gotten to the point in the stream he opens the window and his vape and blows outside as if I didn't know he still smokes in the house. But tonight he doesn’t have a lot of other people in the chat, I’m one of his biggest subs, Dadbod_Pro.

“Man not many people up this late – Dadbod_Pro”

“Yeah, just you me and my mod.” said Danny

“Actualy Danny D Star, I’m hopping off for the night – Squire Siggles”

“Well just actually us then.. want to hop on to the discord?” Danny said, looking disappointed at the lack of interaction.

“Discord? I mean I have one but I don’t have you on there.” I typed.

I sent him my information to add me, and the stream ended. Fuck, wait if I add him on discord he’ll hear its me, or I could say I don’t have a microphone.

“So my phone’s mic is trash with discord so I’m text only – Dadbod_Pro”

“Fair eenough! - DD*”

“Actually hang on, I’ll send you something”

Seconds later I was watching the discord picture loading symbol and then I had my son’s asshole on my phone.

I waited a moment, he waited a moment. I saw it start to say he was typing, but before he could get his words out I hit it up with the big eyes emoji I had. It was beautiful.

“Whew that is something! -Dadbod_Pro”

Below, my dick was hard in my shorts and without much thought a hand joined it, rubbing furiously.

<Skipping ahead for now, will come back to write more>

I woke up in the morning, dried cum on my sheets and stomach. Last night I jerked it to my son’s pictures of himself. That he didn’t know that I was the receiver of. But that’s fine, maybe he won’t figure out that it was his own father. But for now I should to the shower, clean up and pretend nothing happened.

I slid my legs off the bed and onto the floor, the carpet soft on my paws, the cream colored carpet stained with countless spilled drinks and seed. I stood up a little fast, lights dazzling my eyes and I fell back to my bed.

“Fuck, maybe I over did it last night with the drinks.”

I looked over at my alarm clock, it may have well have screamed at me.

“Nine in the morning, time to get up you lazy shit, you got a golf game in an hour.”

Slowly getting up this time and shuffling my feet to the master bathroom, I eventually made it into the shower and turned on the water after stripping off my skivvies. The warm water didn’t come out right away, first it was cold; a little reminder that life isn’t always easy to stand. My balls weren’t really happy with the cold reminder though, they shrank a little but relaxed as soon as warm water trickled down them.

“Mmmm that’s better.”

I leaned down into the water, letting it bounce off my face, then rubbed my eyes to clear the water. I grabbed my three in one, body wash, shampoo and conditioner, and my loofa before squirting more than likely enough onto the loofa. I scrubbed it into my fur all over that I could reach and then carefully placing it on the shower wall and trying to rub it into my back as best as possible. Then washing off all the soap, letting it run down my body and down the drain. I didn’t bother getting out right away, instead letting my body enjoy the warm water and air.

“I gotta get out soon, Danny’s gonna need some hot water too and I got the game today with Jeff.”

Ah, Jeff, my coworker at the dealership, somehow he always can take the same day off as me when it comes to golfing. I got beat him today, he won the last two games by getting in my head. That damn, handsome shark. With his deep blue eyes and those huge arms.

I pulled into the golf course parking lot and parked in the first spot I could find, I was a few minutes early actually, not sure how I was able too. I’m in my lucky pastel yellow pants, a plain golf polo and some black shoes.

“You got this, Jack, you can beat Jeff in this game, he won’t pull a triple on you, he will lose.”

I open the car door, get out and shut the front door, pull the trunk open and grab my clubs. But before I can close it I hear the for mentioned, the voice of Jeff.

“Jack, your here!”

“Hey hey! Yes I am. Ha how’s it going Jeff?”

I shut the trunk and turn around; there he is, Jeff, a 6’3 shark, with his blonde, shoulder length hair. He’s slightly taller than me, just enough I gotta look up. I reach out my hand for a handshake and we meet physically for the first time today. His grip is firm, strong, but not mean; he could easily crush my fingers but he doesn’t, not his style. Jeff tends to be a laid back guy, he told me he used to be a cook, for some beach restaurant back in his home town but he moved after a hurricane, we took him in when he came for an tire change. The way he talked was charming but not quite professional at the time. But he knew cars and being handsome will help sell them.

“Yeah, it’s good, so are you ready to get creamed again?”

I could feel my eyes widen a little and my cheeks flush.

“Not in your dreams, kid.”

We made our way through the club house and to a golf cart along with a cooler of ice cold light beer. I let Jeff drive and I opened some brews for us. The first few holes we both shot about the same same, par, but after a few drinks in I started to gain a small lead.