While Oscar was entering the park trying to get fucked back into submissively, unsuccessfully, David was just getting out of the shower and decided that he needed to get his head on straight. There’s no way he was a submissive little faggot! But it felt so fucking good! “No, fuck that, need to stop thinking like that!” David said aloud to no one in particular. “No, I need to be a dom, even if I have this old puny little body now, I can still be an alpha master. I’ve seen small guys do that shit too online.” David tried to reason with himself.
So he made his way into his old bedroom, where he still had his computer and his cam show setup, which was about all it was ever used for at this point since he slept in the master bedroom with his dad most nights. He turned on his computer and camera and logged into his old account without thinking about it, under the pseudonym Kevin Steel. Alerted to his being online, there were suddenly a dozen men in his private chat room waiting for the show to start. He was starting to feel a little better about himself, and that’s when he saw the comments the chatters were making:
Sub4Master2019: Who is this ugly old dude? Where’s David – Are you his dad or something?
MakeMePained6798: Oh yeah, he’s mentioned his dad before. Hey, is Kevin coming, we gonna see him dominate you live for once?
Sub4Master2019: OH FUCK! That would be pretty damn awesome, though I’d rather Kevin dominate me!
LemmeSuckitNow4433: Oh is this the right room? Where’s Kevin? I have his weekly tribute, I need to be humiliated now!
Sub4Master2019: Yeah, I think it’s his dad or something Lemme. Hey old dude, can you read this? Why don’t you say something?
“Um… Hey guys?” David said, realizing he wasn’t going to be able to get anywhere with these people looking like he does now. “Kevin can’t make it tonight, I was gonna fill in… Um, I hope that’s ok?”
Sub4Master2019: Why are you asking us? You’re the supposed dom, you should be telling us what we should be doing. Fucking lame-o amateur night I guess.
KneelAtThatKnob747: Hey guys, let’s give him a chance, everyone has to start somewhere, right?
Sub4Master2019: Not for the $30 per month I pay for this. I’m out.
MakeMePained6798: Me too. Sorry dude, just not feeling it. Work on being a dom and come back.
LemmeSuckitNow4433: Well I was just here to give Kevin my tribute, but since he’s not coming, I’ll try later. Good luck man – sorry.
KneelAtThatKnob747: Well I’m still here, so tell me what I should do master!
“Hey Kneel, I appreciate that, but I think I’m just gonna go. I’m sorry. I’ll tell Kevin you said hi though.”
KneelAtThatKnob747: Well that’s a shame man, I bet you’d be a good dom with some practice. Good luck!
David turned off the camera and computer, humiliated, as he heard the sound of the rest of the chatters leaving the room. He went over to the bed, his old bed, and lay face down on the Pokémon comforter. He wanted to cry, but he was already out of tears. Instead, he just forced himself to go to sleep, hoping this was just some horrible nightmare and when he woke up it’d be all over.
He woke up some time later feeling a heavy weight sit on his bed. He turned over to see, well, his dad in his old body looking over at him. “Hey, uh… Son. We need to talk.” David turned back over “I don’t want to talk, just go away.” He said pouting, as much as a late thirties man is capable of doing. He felt the massive hand on his shoulder force him to turn back over. Oscar didn’t intend to do so roughly, but he didn’t know the strength of his new body. David was slightly turned on by the rough treatment his dad was giving him, but forced it out of his mind, lest they repeat what happened in the shower earlier. “I’m sorry about earlier,” Oscar said, “I don’t know what came over me, and I have a feeling you are going through the same sort of thing, am I right?” David meekly nodded, it was so attractive how authoritative and direct his dad was being with his previous alpha muscle teen body. He resisted the urge to whip what used to be his former porn star cock out of those baggy gym shorts and focused on hearing his father out. “Right now, I can tell you want to be submissive to me again, and I’ll be honest, I want to dominate you so badly right now, but I am trying my best to get through what I need to say, for the sake of both of our sanities.”
David could see a small tear form at the corner of Oscar’s amazingly stunning blue green eyes. His father looked away and took a deep breath. “I think I need to move out…” Oscar said, while looking away. “I cannot control these urges when I am around you, and I don’t enjoy them at all. And deep down I know you feel the same. Am I right?” David wanted to cry, he resisted the urge to grovel at his old size 14 feet and beg for his dad to stay and he his alpha master. But he too knew that it was in their best interests. “The condo is in your name anyway, well your new name, so it’s only fair you take it over. And now that I have my fake papers showing I’m 19 now, I can get my own place.” Tears were rolling down his handsome young face now, “But hey, I’m always going to be your father, no matter what. I will always love you David, I hope you know that. And I don’t mean all the sexual stuff, which yeah, was fun, but we can’t keep doing it now anymore. I can’t enjoy being a dom alpha top the way this body wants me to, and I know you can’t enjoy being a submissive bottom bitch the way I know that body wants of you.” He wiped the tears from his eyes and cheeks, “But if I stay here, it’s going to be a chaotic mess. I’ll fuck you and then after I’ll feel like shit, while you’ll take my huge cock and after feel like you need to vomit. What sort of love life is that?” Oscar shook his head, “No, you deserve to be happy. I can’t give you your childhood back, I probably can’t give this body back either since I’m pretty sure this was yet another magic trick from that Illusia woman. But I want what’s best for you, and what’s best is for you to figure out what’s going to make you happy – not just sexually, but in life – and go for it.”
Oscar turned around on the bed and faced David, seeing the stunned pained look in his face. “I love you son.” He said, as he leaned in for one final emotional kiss, “I’ll always love you.” Oscar stroked David’s hair, for a few minutes while he waited for David to calm down. “This isn’t goodbye David. I’m still going to live in town for sure – Oh shit! I actually have a job interview in a few hours, don’t I? Well, I don’t know much about being a trainer, but I have been a manager for over a decade, so hopefully I do ok.” Oscar said, with a loving smile. “But, when we figure ourselves out, we should get back together again – not as lovers, but as father and son. In the end, that’s all I really need from you, for you to be my son again.” Oscar hugged David, and made his way to the master bedroom where he changed into his interview outfit, a tight fitting red polo, freshly pressed khaki slacks, with a black belt and black oxford shoes. He looked like a model come to life with his strawberry blonde hair parted to the side, and a twinkle of hope in his eyes. He said goodbye to David, still stunned lying on his old twin size bed, and left for his interview.