oscarvanderhof

(contains: Dad/Son, tight clothes, ex-jock. SFW) Dan knocked on the door a few times, and above the sound of animated gunfire, a voice replied, “It's unlocked.” He turned the knob and opened the door, a little smile on his face as he viewed the sight in front of him. Jake was leaning back in his gaming chair, eyes glued to the screen in front of him, in nothing but a pair of white underwear. This had become a common sight ever since he'd come home from his freshman year of college, though the longer the summer went on, the less clothes Jake seemed to be wearing, not just in his room but around the house in general. Not that Dan minded—in fact, he welcomed it, if only to see how much redder his son's stretchmarks were getting with each passing day. “Food's here,” Dan said, holding up a bag of McDonald's. “Just set it there,” Jake said, gesturing to the floor right beside his chair—where two other empty fast food bags sat. Smiling to himself, Dan obliged, and he set the large