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musclelover4826 · 1 year

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Stoner Step Dad

Billy arrived home from classes one day to find a strange shirtless man in his kitchen. The guy looked like a model or a baywatch character. Bronzed skin, bulging pecs and a squarish face with wild hair. "Hey sport, you must be Billy. I'm Chad and well, I'm dating your mom now! I dont wanna make things awkward but Im sure were gonna hit it off!" The mans giant grin and exposed body filled Billy with digust and anxiety. He scoffed and went to his room to study, ignoring Chad. After a few hours he creeped out for some food. He searched the kitchen but found nothing except a protein shake with a note on it. "Feel like we got off to a bad start, hope this helps us bond!" Billy rolled his eyes but his aching stomach would not be denied.

He quickly downed the protein shake and then fell into a surprisingly deep sleep. When he woke up the next day he felt strangely slow and itchy, he pulled himself out of bed and scratched his face. Weird. It felt like he had some stubble but wait he wasnt even shaving yet! He stumbled over to the bathroom and was shocked to see some course hairs crawling across his face in some messy stubble. His face looked different too, his eyes seemed smaller, empty, like the main character in a stoner movie. He wanted to shave off the gross unkept stubble feeling it made him look like a dumb stoner but for some reason couldnt bring himself to do it. He just felt so...lazy. Eh he could do it later. He instead hopped in the shower and began lathering up his body wash. A strange smell wafted from his skin, almost like weed. That's when he noticed his body wash had been replaced with a sickly looking green bottle. "Fuck dude" he moaned. He felt a weird tingling all over and could only stare as his skin rapidly tanned all over as if he spent every moment in the sun. But even worse blonde hairs crept out all over his chest, stomach and arms. He scratched at it in horror but the pleasure felt too good. His skin felt warmer as his muscles slowly pushed out. Firm pecs, hard abs and even bulging biceps. He couldn't help but flex them feeling his mind slow down. His height began to rise and his hands and feet popped and grew bigger. Last to change was his hair which became dirty blonde and messy. He nearly fell over his new big feet trying to step out of the shower. Swiping a large hand across the mirror his face was now completely different, square, masculine and very dumb looking. He searched for his clothes but only found a red bathing suit. He knew somehow Chad was responsible for this and didn't want him to win but he couldn't run out naked so he hesitantly pulled the swim shorts up. The moment they touched his dick he felt another spark as it grew thick and longer and his mind was reprogrammed for sex, surfing, lifeguard work and weed. He walked out of the bathroom, a cockier stance taking over. "Hey sport want a ride to work?" Billy gave a big dumb grin and a thumbs up "sure thing dad that would be sick!"

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onsunnyside · 1 year

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ok sonnyshine,,,,,,,,,, stoner!nerd bf jake jensen and his plug co-nerd james mace,,,,, hanging out with them, watching space documentary while high and cuddling and kisses and more

it's insane how you took my dreams before i even dreamt them and put them in my inbox 😳 THIS COULD LITERALLY BE AN AU, I LOVE IT SO MUCH (which is why it’s so long shh) !!

here we go !! your stoner nerd!boyfriend!Jake Jensen invites his plug co-nerd!James Mace over for some weed and space documentries:

🌟 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

A quiet giggle flutters from beside Mace as you bat away your boyfriend's wandering hands, "you're so handsy, daddy, did you miss me that much?"

Mace clears his throat, counting down in his head before standing up and gathering his things. All except the weed on the table, Jake hadn't paid for it but he's willing to lose the cash if it meant getting out of this hot and smokey dorm room before he started jerking off right on the damn couch.

"Where are you going, Mace?" Jake asks, directing your head to his neck. One of his hands on your hip and the other on your ass in the tightest, tiniest shorts Mace has ever seen.

"I, uhm... I've got a test tomorrow." He lies, the faint sound of your wet lips kissing Jake's neck seem louder than the narrator's voice.

"I thought you said you were free until Friday?" The blond frowns, easily reading Mace’s face, “C'mon, don't go so soon. We haven't hung out in so—" He's cut off by a groan, and curses under his breath, "—fuck, baby, we've still got company."

You giggle again, you were always so giggly when you were high, giggly and horny. "I know." You arch your back, peering over your shoulder at the brunet. "Don't go, Macey, I love when it's just the three of us."

He doesn't know if it was your puppy dog eyes, or your pretty pout, or the little wiggle of your ass, but he settles down on the couch again. This time, busying himself with lighting a half-finished joint so he doesn't have to watch you and Jake dry hump a foot away.

"Look at that shit—" the television displays a zoomed-out view of the solar system, all of the planets orbiting the sun, "how the hell is there so much space for all of that?" Jake slumps back, running his hands all over your body absentmindedly.

"It's called space, dummy."

"Oh, shut up." He swats your behind. Mace has long gotten used to Jake's obsession with you and touching you, hell, if he was your boyfriend, he'd be the same. "Mace, you still waiting to hear back from NASA for the internship?"

The brunet averts his gaze, exhaling slowly and watching the smoke float to the ceiling. "Actually, I already did. I got the acceptance email last week."

"Ah! Congrats!" You shout, grinning madly. "I knew you could do it, you're the smartest person I know." Jake clears his throat and you roll your eyes, "You're one of the smartest people I know. Isn’t he super smart, Jake?"

"Yeah, he is. Why don't you give him that reward we talked about?" A light appears behind your eyes but dims when you hesitate. Jake is quick to calm you down and presses a soft kiss to your cheek, "It's okay. Go on, baby."

In a relaxed daze, Mace watches you scoot over, and swing your leg over his. You settle in his lap, steadying yourself on his broad shoulders and he stiffens, choking out your name.

You shush him, "Before you came over, Jake said we could kiss a little..." You trail off, "said you've been really sad since you were dumped."

Under you, he's rigid. His thighs tense when you brush his bulge, ugh but could you blame him when you were moaning and whimpering while making out with Jake, literally right next to him? "Y-Yeah but, Jake, this is your girl—"

"I'm fine with it if she's fine with it." He snatches the spliff from Mace and reclines, taking a pull, "you deserve it, man. Your ex screwed you over big time, and you're still hung up on her.”

Jake is right. She did screw him over, by stealing his (drug-but-still) hard earned money and fleeing to who knows where.

Mace stares up at you with red-rimmed blue eyes, a vibrant cherry blooming from under his short stubble on his cheeks.

"I've always wondered if your lips were as soft as they look." You whisper, brushing your nose on his, "are you gonna help me find out, Macey?"

With half a breath, he surges up, slamming his lips against yours. It's wet and messy, full of everything he's ever felt for you but kept under wraps (for obvious reasons because crushing on his most loyal customer and best friend's girlfriend was asking for trouble). Your teeth clash and he growls into the kiss, tilting your head and slipping his tongue into your willing mouth.

Jake groans lowly, rubbing over the tent in his jeans, his eyes locked on you both. The documentary is forgotten for the sake of this—something you've talked about dozens of times.

Luckily, you two had a very healthy relationship, and could talk about anything and be unafraid of what kind of response you’d receive.

You knew everything about each other, from deepest fears to darkest fantasies. Openness, honesty, and vulnerability were important, and it took a while to get here, but you’ve both never been more comfortable and confident in a relationship.

It also helped that Jake knew about Mace's feelings about you from mere observation. Those longing looks and how he always smiled the brightest and laughed the loudest when you were around. He didn't need a 4.0 GPA to notice that his best friend wanted you (but he had a 4.0 GPA anyway and he was very proud of it).

Jake was in love, so he knew the signs of someone else falling in love. And Mace wasn't the best at hiding his feelings and desires either.

Your outstretched hand catches his attention and he goes to you like a moth to a flame. After taking the last pull from the joint, he discards it in the ashtray on the table. He waits for you, grunting at the string of saliva connecting your mouth to his best friend's.

Your eyes are as sparkly as the stars in the sky—and Jake knows this was a good idea.

He cups your cheek and presses his lips to yours, slowly exhaling into your mouth. Under you, Mace pants heavily, his fingers digging into your hips as he watches you two. You and Jake fit together perfectly, always have, and always will.

You pull away with a hum and with another rock of your hips, you capture Mace's agape mouth in a kiss. The smoke flows from you into him, igniting a fire he's extinguished time and time again, but now it can burn brightly, blinding all its witnesses.

He’s so fucking whipped, it’s almost pitiful when he chases after you, the smoke puffing from his pink, swollen lips. Sighing happily, you lean back with a cheeky smile, so effortlessly beautiful, they could look at you all day.

You’re both of their dreams incarnated, manifested into a living breathing human—or the weed was making them all sappy.

"Awh shit, we missed my favourite part! I love when they talk about Jupiter's moons! Europa is my baby."

"We'll rewind it, baby." Jake chuckles and pats your ass, glancing at his friend. "Mace, you staying the night for a rewatch?"

As if history were repeating itself, your mouth trails from his jaw to his neck. And he wonders how Jake even managed to speak with your teasing kisses sprinkling along his skin.

Your lips ghost his ear, “please stay, I want you to stay."

His heart swells and he clutches you a little tighter. "I'll stay." He gives in without a beat, “I'll take the couch."

Jake scoffs, reaching for another spliff and the lighter. "Yeah right, we could all fit on the bed."

Before Mace could protest, his mind goes blank as your hands through his buzzed hair. "If you think we were just gonna kiss all night, you're in for a treat, Macey."

my thots are many… bc daddy!jake sharing you with his best friend Mace 😣 showing him how much of a slut you are, how much you love being told what to do, and how pretty you beg for a cock 😪 “you want us that bad, baby? You could do better than that. I wanna see you cry for it.”

This #underrated daddy party is opening my mind to so many tropes I love it

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