While Rick cooks Brandon his dinner, Brandon relaxes infront of the tube. He surfs the channels while he tries to figure out what's gotten into his step-dad. Why did his mom have to marry such a pussy little weird-o? At least, Brandon thought, he wouldn't end up like... like what? Rick? Ya, he was a hard-ass at times, he liked to yell a lot, but he was successful at what he did and didn't normally act like a wuss.
Brandon tries to get his mind off of his step-dad. He was feeling hostile towards him for no particular reason. Instead, Brandon watches TV and ends up landing on the Playboy channel. He instantly gets hard. And it hurt! His errection was pressing into the button at the top of his jeans!
Without even thinking about it Brandon undoes the top of his jeans to releave the presure. To his surprise undoing the button sends a huge cock (his cock!) to come flying out of his pants, the zipper undoing itself and sending out the rest of the shaft and a huge set of balls.
Brandon's cock has to be at least a foot long...and hot!
Brandon couldn't even resist stroking his huge shaft. It was the hottest thing he'd ever seen. God knows how it got that BIG, but it made him feel so manly, so....
Brandon notices Rick standing in the doorway.
"HEY! GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!"
Rick leaves and Brandon wonders why the fuck his faggot stepdad would come into a room where he was without asking to come in. Brandon keeps stroking his shaft untill he gets off. He shoots a huge load that covers his chest as well as most of the wall behind him.
Brandon takes off his cum soaked T-shirt and drops it on the floor as he lumbers into the kitchen to find out what the fuck's wrong with his faggot step-dad.
He has to duck to get threw the door, but doesn't even notice the fact that he shouldn't be over 7 feet tall. When he sees his dinner left on the kitchen table he realizes that that's probably why the old man came into the livingroom; Rick had cooked him dinner. Brandon throws back the food but it does nothing to fill him. Brandon wonders if he could get Rick to cook him more. But after hollering for him a couple of times and then looking around the house he realizes that pops ain't home.
Well, I'll teach him to just take off; Brandon thinks before he leaves their home, 7'4", bare-chested and smelling of cum, to search for his absent stepfather.