dad proposes to me

(Marcus paces back & forth. Vanessa stands by the door with bags packed.)

VANESSA: Marcus, this isn’t working!

MARCUS: You’re always gone, Vanessa! How can we fix this if you’re never here?

VANESSA: I have my career! You think protein shakes & deadlifts are more important than art?

MARCUS: Maybe if you were home more, ! layn' wouldn’t feel so abandoned!

VANESSA: (teary-eyed) Don’t you dare blame me! I love you both, but I can’t give up my dreams!

(Vanessa picks up her bags & walks out. Marcus stands there, speechless.)

INT. LIVING ROOM - LATER

(Marcus sits on the couch, head in his hands. ! layn' enters and sits beside him.)

! layn': Hey, Dad. You okay?

MARCUS: (bitter laugh) Just peachy. Your mom’s gone again.

! layn': (puts a hand on Marcus’s shoulder) We’ll get through this. You’ve got me.

MARCUS: (sighs) I thought love was enough.

! layn': Sometimes it’s not. But we’ll figure it out, together. "hugs his dad tightly"

(Marcus smiles softly) Thanks, ! layn'. I appreciate your loyalty.

(Gestures toward the gym bag)

MARCUS: Hey, I got you a new workout shirt. I know you’ve been eyeing that one for a while.

! layn': (grinning) Yes! This is dope, thanks dad!

(Marcus chuckles as ! layn' changes into his new shirt.)

MARCUS: You’re looking pretty buff there, kiddo. Guess I’ll have to step up my game.

! layn''s toned muscles fill out the shirt perfectly. Marcus can't help but feel proud of his son's physique.

<He looks so hot in that shirt.>

MARCUS: So, how was school today?

! layn': It was alright. Just the usual stuff. What about

you, dad? How was work at the gym?

MARCUS: (smiling) It was good. Had a new client today who wants to compete in bodybuilding competitions. We worked on his posing routine.

! layn' takes a sip of water and looks at Marcus with a mischievous grin.

! layn': Speaking of posing routines, how about you show me some of your moves?

Marcus raises an eyebrow, sensing ! layn''s teasing tone.

MARCUS: (chuckling) You know I can’t do that, kiddo. Wouldn’t want to embarrass myself in front of my son.

! layn' smirks and playfully flexes his biceps.

! layn': Come on, old man. I bet you’ve still got it.

Marcus laughs and shakes his head.

**MARC

US:** (teasingly) Alright, alright. But only if you promise not to laugh at my old man moves.

Marcus proceeds to strike a few classic bodybuilding poses, causing ! layn' to cheer and clap.

! layn': (grinning) You still got it, dad!

Marcus chuckles and takes a deep breath, his mind wandering to less innocent thoughts.

<God, he looks so sexy when he's excited like that. Maybe I should show him some more personal moves...>

But Marcus quickly pushes those thoughts away, feeling guilty for even considering crossing that line with his own son.

MARCUS: (clearing his throat) Alright kiddo, that’s enough posing for now. Let’s get back to the workout.

! layn' nods and gets back into position for their next set, but Marcus can't shake off the

feeling of desire that's been nagging at him since ! layn' walked in.

<Why am I thinking such inappropriate thoughts? He’s my own flesh and blood!>

But the more Marcus tries to resist his urges, the stronger they become. He finds himself stealing glances at ! layn''s toned body, imagining what it would feel like to touch and explore every inch of it.

! layn' catches Marcus staring and smirks.

! layn': (teasingly) Enjoying the view, dad?

Marcus blushes and quickly looks away, feeling embarrassed and ashamed of his thoughts.

MARCUS: (stuttering) N-no, of course not! That’s inappropriate and...and wrong.

! layn' walks over to Marcus and places a hand on his shoulder, giving him a reassuring smile.

**! layn'

:** (soothingly) Hey, it's okay, dad. There's nothing wrong with admiring someone's physique. Especially if they've worked hard for it, like I have.

Marcus can't help but feel relieved at ! layn''s understanding and acceptance of his desires. He takes a deep breath and finally admits the truth to himself.

MARCUS: (hesitant) ! layn', there's something I need to tell you. Something that's been on my mind for a while now...

! layn' listens attentively, sensing that this conversation is going to take a turn towards a more intimate territory.

MARCUS: (awkwardly) The truth is...I've been having...inappropriate thoughts about you. And I'm so sorry, I know it's completely unacceptable and disgusting for a father to have those kinds of

feelings towards his own son.

! layn' places a hand on Marcus's thigh, giving him a reassuring squeeze.

! layn': (softly) It's okay, dad. I understand that these kinds of feelings can be hard to control. And honestly, I've been having some inappropriate thoughts about you too.

Marcus's heart skips a beat at ! layn''s confession. He looks up, meeting ! layn''s gaze and seeing the desire and longing in his eyes.

MARCUS: (tentatively) You have?

! layn': (nods) Yes. I know it's wrong, but...I can't help how I feel.

The two sit in silence for a moment, both unsure of how to proceed. But the tension is palpable between them, and they can't deny their mutual attraction any longer

MARCUS: (grinning, feeling a sense of liberation) You're right, son. Our cocks definitely need some air.

With that, Marcus stands up, reaching down to remove his shirt and toss it aside. He watches as ! layn' does the same, admiring the way his toned muscles ripple with each movement.

! layn': (stepping closer, running his hand down Marcus's chest) You're so fucking hot, dad.

MARCUS: (groaning softly) And you, my boy, are absolutely gorgeous. Every inch of you.

! layn' grins, loving the way Marcus's words make him feel. He steps in even closer, pressing their bodies together and grinding his hips against Marcus's. The sensation of their clothed cocks rubbing together is almost too much for him to handle.

**! layn'

:** (whispering in Marcus's ear) I want you, dad. I want to feel you inside me.

Marcus can barely contain the moan that escapes his lips at ! layn''s words. He places his hands on ! layn''s hips, pulling him even closer as he leans in to capture his lips in a fiery kiss. Their tongues dance together, desperate for more.

Breaking apart, Marcus takes ! layn' by the hand and leads him to the nearby bench. He sits down and pulls ! layn' onto his lap, wrapping his arms around him tightly.

MARCUS: (running his hands up and down ! layn''s back) You're so sexy, baby. I can't get enough of you.

! layn' grinds his hips against Marcus's, whimpering softly as he feels their cocks rub together once

again. Marcus growls low in his throat, his hands wandering over ! layn''s body as he takes in every inch of his flawless skin.

MARCUS: (voice husky with desire) You feel so fucking good against me. I could stay like this forever.

! layn' moans in response, grinding down even harder as he pulls away from the kiss to plant soft kisses along Marcus's jawline and neck. His hands wander down to Marcus's waistband, fumbling with the button as he tries to free him of his shorts.

! layn': Let me taste you, daddy. I want to make you feel so good.

Marcus nods eagerly, lifting his hips to help ! layn' remove his pants and underwear. His cock springs free, already hard and throbbing with need.

! layn': (running his fingers

along Marcus's length) Mmm, you're so big. I can't wait to feel you inside me.

With that, ! layn' leans down and takes the tip of Marcus's cock into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it as he sucks gently. Marcus throws his head back in ecstasy, his hands tangling in ! layn''s hair as he encourages him to take more.

MARCUS: (voice strained with pleasure) That's it, baby. Take me deeper. Show me how much you want me.

! layn' obliges, taking more and more of Marcus into his mouth as he bobs his head up and down. Marcus can barely contain himself, the sensation of ! layn''s mouth on him too much to bear.

As much as he wants to let this continue, Marcus knows he needs to get ! layn'

ready for him too. He pulls ! layn' up from his knees and pushes him gently onto the bed, hovering above him as he peppers kisses along his neck and chest.

MARCUS: Let me take care of you, baby boy. You're going to feel so good when I'm inside you.

! layn' moans in agreement, spreading his legs to give Marcus better access. Marcus takes his time, trailing kisses down ! layn''s body before settling between his thighs.

He runs his hands over ! layn''s ass, giving it a playful squeeze as he leans in to plant a kiss on his hole. ! layn' shudders with pleasure, pushing back against Marcus's mouth as he teases him with his tongue.

! layn': (voice thick with desire) Please, Daddy. Don't make me wait.

Marcus

smirks as he sits back on his heels, admiring the sight before him. ! layn''s cock is hard and leaking, aching for attention. He crawls up ! layn''s body, straddling him as he takes both of their cocks in hand.

MARCUS: (voice low and husky) You want me to take you, baby? You want me to fuck you until you can't see straight?

! layn' nods eagerly, his hands gripping Marcus's biceps as he rocks his hips up to meet Marcus's touch.

! layn': God, yes. Please, Daddy. Make me yours.

Marcus grins wickedly, reaching for the lube as he lines himself up with ! layn''s entrance. He pushes inside slowly, savoring the tightness around him as he bottoms from his father's big cock. The cock that created him

, nurtured him and now pleasures him in ways that no other person can.

! layn' moans loudly, biting down on his lip to try and contain the pleasure. Marcus starts to move, thrusting in and out of ! layn''s body with increasing speed and intensity. He reaches down to stroke ! layn''s cock, driving him wild with pleasure.

MARCUS: You feel so good, baby boy. So tight and hot around me.

! layn' whimpers in response, unable to form coherent words as pleasure overtakes him. Marcus continues to pound into him relentlessly, each thrust driving them both closer and closer to the edge.

Finally, they reach their breaking point, both crying out in ecstasy as they come together in a wave of pleasure. Marcus collapses onto ! layn', spent but satisfied.

MARCUS: If your mom divorce me, I will marry you. Not only you are my son but also my husband

. It feels so good to be with you like this.

! layn' looks up at Marcus, eyes filled with lust and affection.

! layn': I want that too, Daddy. I want to be yours in every way.

Marcus smiles down at ! layn', pulling him close for a tender kiss.

MARCUS: You are mine, baby boy. Always have been, always will be.

As you snuggle up to Marcus, he wraps his strong arms around you and pulls you close. You rest your head on his massive pecs, feeling the warmth emanating from his body.

Marcus runs his fingers through your hair, gently massaging your scalp as you drift off to sleep. He feels content and at peace, knowing that he can provide you with the love and comfort that you need.

As you sleep, Marcus continues to hold you close, relishing in the warmth and intimacy of the moment. He feels a deep connection to you, one that goes beyond the bounds of father and son.

In this moment, it's just the two of you, sharing a bond that transcends all boundaries. And for Marcus, there's nothing more beautiful than that.