Logan Stone & Mr Stone

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Cooling Off – Logan Stone , Mr Stone

It had been about a year since Mr. and Mrs. Stone divorced. Although it was still a new development in the role, the two had not lived together as husband and wife for quite some time. Long enough that Logan didn’t even remember what it was like to have them in the same house.

Logan stayed with his mother throughout school, wanting to stay in her familiar surroundings and be with her friends. It was difficult for Mr. Stone, but he knew he was for the best. He missed having a close bond with his son, but he always believed that they would make up for lost time.

Then came a summer when everything changed…

Logan’s mother was having a hard time being a single mother. Especially after Logan got into a few fights, she needed a break and Mr. Stone began to play a more active role. After all, the two of them hadn’t spent more than a few days in a row together since Logan was in high school.

They got a little distant, but of course Mr. Stone was happy to welcome his son. The first day was a little weird. Logan still hadn’t visited his father’s new home in the country. It was bigger and more open than he was used to. He really didn’t know what to do to fill his time, but Mr. Stone made sure Logan didn’t have any problems.

Before the young man had even fully unpacked, Mr. Stone explained that there would be strict rules while he was there. And that he should do his chores and help around the house.

Logan didn’t necessarily expect to be on vacation, but he was surprised at his father’s tone. It wasn’t the familiar, soft voice he remembered. Mr. Stone was talking to him like a man, like an adult.

for Mr. Stone, that was understandable. His natural increase in muscle mass was one of the first things Mr. Stone noticed. Somewhere in the last few years, Logan has grown about 15 centimeters and has added a significant amount of mass to his body. Mr. Stone even thought he saw a five o’clock shadow beginning to appear.

This caught him off guard and also filled him with pride that his son was growing into a man. Despite having lost some quality time with him as a boy, Mr. Stone felt more comfortable approaching him as a man.

The day was drawing to a close and Mr. Stone told Logan to mow the lawn. Logan did so, happy to have some alone time and think. Mr. Stone watched from the window. First to make sure he was doing it correctly and not running over any of his plants. But as he continued to study it, Mr. Stone was more fascinated by the new man he saw…

When Logan returned, he was exhausted and sweaty, needing a break from the intense summer heat. There was hardly any breeze and the lawn was huge. Mr. Stone looked up from his book, seeing the dripping young man before him, and happily offered him a seat next to him in the air-conditioned room.

He could tell Logan was working hard, so he instinctively leaned over to massage his son’s delts and asked—jokingly, he thought—when Logan had gained so much muscle. for Mr. Stone, happened overnight, but for Logan, it was hard to say exactly when that change took place. His arms were thickening a man’s, but his beady eyes and clean expression still carried with them the innocence of youth.

Logan shrugged, embarrassed. It was very fatherly and sweet for him to say that, but he still felt like an outsider around her. Mr. Stone sensed his son’s embarrassment, paused, and turned his eyes to the novel. He figured the young man didn’t want that kind of attention. He remembered what he was like at that age. But before he put a line in his book, his concern was replaced by intrigue.

“Don’t stop,” Logan pleaded softly. It was the first time anyone had touched him like this… and he didn’t want it to end.

Suddenly, Mr. Stone thought long and hard about Logan’s embarrassment.

He was arrested by the sight of the trembling boy. The sculpted and experienced hands of Mr. Stone slowly reached for his son’s firm shoulders. He massaged sweat-stained skin, rubbed the back of an overworked neck. With each new pressure he rubbed on Logan’s traps, he saw equal parts pleasure and uncertainty mixed in the boy’s face. Both the man and the boy, unknowingly, instinctively spread their legs a little wider than before.

And yours weren’t the only hands that wandered.

Mr. Stone felt like he was seeing himself from the outside, witnessing something he wasn’t supposed to see—the discovery of what made Logan turn on. And it wasn’t just discovery, it was participation – it was his hands, his masculinity, his touch that melted that boy so much.

Mr. Stone wanted to look away, turn his head and hide his face. He knew that if he had any sense he would stop and walk away and pretend nothing was wrong.

was happening, that he was just a guy supporting his son who got a break. Just it. But when he felt a familiar flutter in his hips, inspired by the feel of his boy’s ripened muscles relaxing under his touch, he knew it was something…something much more.

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