From Textbooks to Changing Tables

Chapter 5
The Master Debate

Chapter Description: Matt, Sam, and Scott get home from the market. Matt notices a condition that came with his youth, with more to come

The trio pulled into the driveway after their drive home. Matt had zoned out the whole ride, and was snapped back into reality by Sam putting the car in park,

“Okay kids, let’s get this stuff inside and relax!” She chirped.

Matt turned to Scott’s carseat to unbuckle him. The little tyke had zonked out during the ride home. His head was lolled off to the side and drool poured down his shirt. Matt unbuckled him, wondering if it was the last time he would be on this end of the buckle. Sam quietly picked up Scott while Matt went to the trunk for the groceries. In his original age, he could carry everything in one load, no matter how heavy. However, he had forgotten that his once proud 20 year old frame was now scrawny and fidgety. He picked up all the bags in one hand, heaved them out of the trunk, and promptly fell over. The jarring noise and the sound of eggs cracking woke up Scott.

“Haha, big bwutha felww down!” Scott gleefully stated.

“Matt, maybe you should take it one bag at a time” Sam informed him, “Otherwise you’re going to ruin all our hard work, and hurt yourself.”

“Shut up, Sam! I am in no mood!” Matt shouted back at her, “I will carry what I want, whenever I want it! You aren’t my mom!” He was unsuccessfully holding back tears, picking the rubble out of his scraped knees.

“Well, I kind of am” Sam replied, “And watch your tone around Scott. You might end up in a position where he’s bigger than you, and I might just have a little fun with little you.”

“You. Wouldn’t. Dare.” Matt clenched his teeth with his finger shaking at his step-mom.

Sam chuckled, “Oh I will. I am releasing the hound when the time comes, isn’t that right Scotty?” She giggled, giving Scott a raspberry on his tummy, which made him laugh uncontrollably. Matt just picked up one bag in each hand and shuffled towards the house. He needed a wank. Sam followed in with Scott in tow, carrying the rest of the bags. Matt was on his way up the stairs, when Sam shouted from the kitchen.

“Where are you going?” She inquired.

“To my room, to do something” Matt sighed.

“To do what?”

“Whatddya think?” Matt retorted as he slammed the door.

Sam let him go. He needed to relieve his stress however he wanted. Matt closed the door, pulled out his computer and his wanking sock, and went to youporn, looking for his favorite clip. He started watching, and to his surprise, it looked gross. He was hard as a towel rack, but it just looked like naked ladies to him. He was getting zero good vibrations from his team from the inseam. Too defeated to even care, he threw the sock out the window, as it wasn’t needed anymore, closed the computer, and went to sleep. The sun was in the trees, but he didn’t care.