Dennis meets a guy at college, they start dating bla bla bla. He never really falls in love, but he's happy enough so they stay together. After 6 months, the guy tells Dennis his parents want to meet him. He can't really find a way out of it, so they decide to stay at their place for a couple days.
Dennis is prepared for awkwardness, maybe some homo-and transphobia, yet when the door opens and he's greeted by the sight of two of the hottest dilfs he's ever seen, he just blanks.
They might be saying some welcoming words or cussing him out, Dennis wouldn't now, he's stuck staring at their gorgeous faces, wrinkles and crows feet and silvery hair stunning him into silence.
When after a couple seconds, Dennis still hasn't said anything, his boyfriend looks at him with irritation and drags him inside. Walking past his fathers, Dennis imagines he can see the two exchange amused glances.
During a shared dinner, Dennis can feel heated eyes on him, belonging to the younger of the two, Jack. He has this intense, hardly broken stare that makes Dennis feel naked, like he can reaf every dirty thought in his head. And god are there some dirty thoughts.
Suddenly, he feels a hand on his thigh Noticably, his boyfriend is sitting across from him and has way smaller hands than the large, warm palm spreading over his whole thigh. When Dennis looks up and left, he makes eye contact with Robby, the other dad. His expression is neutral, but Dennis thinks he can see a spark of... hunger? in his eyes. When the palm starts stroking up and down, he jumps up and excuses himself to the bathroom.
He's splashing water on his face when he feels the same hand grab the back of his neck. Looking up into the mirror above the sink, he sees Robby behind him.
"W-what do you want, uh-sir?", he asks, timidly.
The man doesn't respond, simply reaches put his other hand and gropes Dennis' ass. He half-heartedly tries to wriggle out of the bruising grip, but is very aware of the fact that he's more turned on than he has ever been in the months spent with his boyfriend, maybe ever.
He makes eye contact with Robby through the mirror and sees the mans eyes are ablaze with lust. They are both aware that Dennis will be wearing bruises in the shape of his hands for the next week.
Just when Dennis thinks Robby might actually do something other than stare and hold him, a voice calls from downstairs, asking what is taking so long.
Their eye contact is broken, and so is the moment. Robby stumbles back, looking horrified and runs downstairs.
What the fuck?"
And when Dennis grabs a glass of water from the kitchen during the night and Jack takes him raw over the counter, asking who's better, him or his son
