Brad was a good looking well built man in his late 40s.  He and his wife hadn't been getting along well for years.  He spent a lot of time in his gym room working out and dreaded coming out to her constant complaining.  He felt much more comfortable with men than women.
 
His 8 year old stepson Andre was at summer boy's camp.  Andre loved being at camp, partly because he and his mother didn't get along well at all.  He worshipped his stepdad.  Plus he enjoyed being around other boys.  He found girls silly and didn't understand them.
 
One evening Brad's bitchy wife took him to a large party with a lot of her friends who he thought were a pain in the ass.  She said he needed to get out of his gym and quit thinking of his body for a change.  The only thing good about the party was an open bar.    
 
He stood at the bar pissed off and drinking.  He knew he would hear all about it when he got home.  Well, fuck it, he didn't need her or her pussy friends tonight.  Anyway, tomorrow she was leaving for an overseas sight seeing trip with her mother and wouldn't be back for months.
 
He was fairly hammered when another man stepped up to the bar.  The man introduced himself as Peter and had obviously been drinking too.  He asked if he could join Brad and escape his sister and the date with her girlfriend.  He said his sister was always trying to set him up because she thought he should be married at 20 years old.  From what he saw he had no intentsion of getting married and getting bitched at.
 
Where Brad had a muscle builder's body Peter was the opposite.   Limp handshake, maybe 5'4" tall, slightly built with longish dirty yellow hair.  No wonder the girls weren't sttracted to him.  But Brad smiled at him and said he was a smart man.
 
Brad told him all he wanted to do was work out but his wife bitched about the time he took.  He said she was getting to be a fucking turn off.  They were both drunk, Peter standing close and Brad telling him that it really turned him on to watch himself in the mirrors as he pumped up his oiled body and posed.  He said his stepson loved to watch but then he had to wear a little bikini so Andre wouldn't see his swollen prick.  He slurred that otherwise he worked out nude and let his oiled cock get a huge boner.  He said, truth be known, it looked like Andre got a boner just watching.
 
Brad said he was sorry he had told Peter all that and was embarrased but he was about totally fucked up and needed someone to talk to..  Peter rubbed Brad's arm and said he was glad he had shared that.  
 
The two new, and very drunk friends got more drinks and sat at a booth.  Peter slid over and Brad put his arm around him.  Peter said he was so glad to meet him.  He had very warm feelings for him.  Peter put his mouth to Brad's ear and asked if he could share something with him.  Brad said sure and felt Peter's soft warm hand on his thigh.
 
Peter said he would love to watch him work out.  He was in awe of body builders.  He remembered watching body builders compete on tv and got really excited watching their beautiful oiled bodies and rippling muscles.  Brad flexed his thigh muscle and heard Peter gasp.
 
They drank more and Peter admitted that he had been drunk watching tv.  As a result of being drunk and turned on he had stripped naked and tried to pose his skinny body like the body builders.   He ended up just jacking off watching the beautiful men.
 
Brad felt a sudden rush of love and lust for this very exciting skinny young man, young enough to be his son.  New and exciting feelings surged through him to seduce Peter.  He turned towards Peter and saw the love in his eyes.  Their sweet kiss turned to passion.  Peter said he loved him and would do anything for him.  Brad said he would love that.
 
Brad asked if Peter could come over to his house tomorrow for his work out.  He said his wife was leaving in the morning for a long trip.
 
Thankfully the bitchy cunt was out of the house when Peter knocked on the door.  Brad was dressed in his short robe covering a tiny bikini.  He had pumped up but hadn't oiled yet, waiting for Peter.  
 
Peter's dirty yellow unkept hair hung down almost hiding his unfocased eyes.  He was still drunk and high too.  Perfect.  He could almost have passed as a skinny girl except for his flat chest and small boner in his loose fitting silky shorts.
 
Brad took him in his strong arms and they were kissing and Peter's breath was strong with booze and marijuana.  Brad led him to his work out room.  Peter sat drinking as Brad dropped his robe, pumped muscles bulging and his tiny wet bikini showing a huge cock bulge.
 
As Brad started oiling his body he told Peter that he was old enough to be his father.  He turned towards Peter and saw Peter's hand under his baggy shorts playing with himself.  Brad knelt in front of Peter and pulled his shorts off.   He said no son of his should ever be ashamed of his nudity.  Peter said he would love him as his father and looked Brad in the eye as he lay back, spread his skinny white legs and kept stroking his small hairless prick.
 
Brad was so turned on by his frail young hairless soft body that he knelt between his open legs and took his small slimy stiff prick in his mouth.  "I love you daddy.  Your mouth feels so good" groaned Peter as he exploded cum in Brad's mouth.
