A close call
Kevin tossed and turned all night, wearing his dad's dirty briefs soaked in his own cum. He slipped between sleep and semi consciousness, the smell of his dad's musk drifting up through the bed covers mixed with the heady aroma of cum caused Kevin's mind to float around the idea that Steve was there in bed next to him. Throughout the night he pawed at his bulging briefs, dreaming that it was his dad's bulge he was groping at. Morning came all too soon, with Kevin being jarred awake by his alarm. Kevin arose, catching a glimpse of himself in his dresser mirror in the curtain induced gloom. "Huh, I guess I do take after dad" he thought, admiring his silhouette clad only in the stolen pair of briefs. He pulled on some joggers and a t-shirt and went downstairs.
The family were busy with their morning routines, toaster and kettle working over time as usual. "Morning." Kevin grumbled, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Morning Kev, I've left a list of chores for you to do today, can you look at getting them done please?" Anne asked in a slightly panicked tone, whirling around the kitchen looking for something. "Sure, have you lost something?" Kevin responded. "Keys!" came the sharp reply from his mum as she vanished out of the kitchen nearly knocking Steve off his feet as he walked through the kitchen door adjusting the buttons on his shirt. Kevin couldn't help but feel a slight blush in his cheeks as he became intimately aware he was still wearing his dad's dirty underwear. "Can you pass my mug Kev?" Steve asked, gesturing just behind Kevin at the counter. Kevin quickly turned and grabbed his dad's travel mug full of coffee, handing the cup to his dad with enough speed that it leaked slightly, spilling a few drops on his dad's trousers."Ah! Careful Kev! That could have gone all over me!" He grunted, quickly wiping the beads of coffee off before they could do any damage. "Oh, sorry! I didn't burn you did I?" Kevin mumbled sheepishly. "No I think we are okay, jeez what has gotten into you, you're awfully jumpy..." at that moment Anne came barrelling through the kitchen again, jangling a set of keys for all to see "Found them!" She exclaimed, whizzing past the two of them and out the door. "Remember the chores Kev, have a good day!" Came her voice, seemingly disappearing into the distance as she hurried to her car. "Every morning... You'd think she'd remember where she had put her keys at least once." Steve muttered jokingly. Kevin chuckled, turning to make himself some breakfast as Steve grabbed his keys. "I'll see you tonight Kev, good luck with the studying". Steve walked out the door and into his car, driving off to work for the day. Once again, Kevin was alone in the house.
Kevin spent a bit of the morning lounging about before getting a shower and getting dressed. A couple of hours of studying passed before he was back to the usual brain numbing boredom from staring at notes. "Right... Study break... I'll get some of those chores done" he thought to himself as he stood, heading back down the stairs to the kitchen. He found a note on the fridge detailing a list of housework. "Empty dishwasher, fill dishwasher, put on a wash, put away dried clothes, take in recycling bin". Kevin started at the top, figuring some mundane chores might at least give his brain some time to rest after the morning of studying. He put on some music and got to work. After handling the dishwasher he started on the laundry, pausing momentarily to look at his dad's dirty briefs that he had stolen last night, feeling a slight twinge of lust, before loading them in and putting the laundry on. He moved on to the pile of clean laundry on the counter, sorting them into piles and putting them away, first his own, then his brother, then into his parents room. Kevin laid the laundry on the bed, looking once again at his dad's underwear. There was just something enticing about them. Kevin looked around the room, realising that he had free reign to snoop around. "Just a quick look..." He thought, walking over to his dad's dresser. He opened the drawers, looking for the underwear and sock drawers to see if he could find any pair he might fancy more. He carefully went through the drawers, inspecting each pair to see if any stood out. A few caught his interest for being particularly soft, or having piping that looked like it would frame his bulge, or Steve's for that matter, pretty well. As he got further back, the drawer began to stick so Kevin had to fumble blindly. After a few seconds of fumbling there was an unfamiliar feeling. Amongst the soft fabric was something altogether more tacky and cool to the touch. It wasn't the wood of the drawer, so Kevin grabbed it and began to pull at it. He heard the sound of something solid knock against the drawer as he pulled it out. And there it was. A pair of black leather briefs, with a silver zip running down the front, tangled up with some leather straps that Kevin couldn't immediately identify. His heart skipped several beats. "Kinky fucker..." Thought Kevin, holding them up before inspecting the tangle of leather straps. Kevin began to untangle it to realise it was a black leather harness with metal hoops. Kevin held it up to figure out which way was up, realising that one of the hoops dangled on its own at the bottom served as a cock ring. "Ohhh ho ho... Jackpot" Kevin grinned. Kevin spared no time in stripping naked right there and trying the leather ensemble on. Once in the harness, he tried his best to steady himself and try force his erection to subside just enough that he could slip his junk into the cock ring and pull the briefs on. Fully supported by the cold metal ring around his cock and balls, and encased in the bulging leather, he looked at himself in his parents dresser mirror. It fit and suited Kevin perfectly, which made sense, he thought, given he was a similar height and build to his dad minus a few dad bod pounds here and there. Kevin admired his bulge, rubbing it and feeling the leather straps against his hairy chest. It felt so arousing. Kevin stood there, feeling himself up, imagining Steve wearing the leather gear, with Kevin exploring each inch of his dad's leather clad body. It was then that Kevin heard a heart stopping sound.
The back door opened with the sound of keys rattling in the lock, echoing up the stairs and alerting Kevin to someone's presence. Someone was home. Kevin quickly flung his clothes on over everything and flew out of his parents room, diving into his own bedroom and pretending to study. Footsteps came up the stairs, heading at first to the bathroom down the hall. Kevin recognised the sound of his dad's footsteps. "Why are you home??" He thought. Kevin was bright red, still semi hard, wearing his dad's kinky leather gear while he was in the next room. A minute or so passed and Kevin heard Steve exit the bathroom and walk to his room. Kevin's heart sunk. Had he left any trace that he had been in his parents room? What seemed like an eternity passed. And then Steve's voice floated through. "Hey Kev?". Kevin froze for a second before cautiously getting up and slowly walking towards his dad's voice. "yeah?" He replied softly, anxious about what he was about to walk into. Kevin walked into the room. Steve was standing there, buttoning up a fresh shirt, his old one laying on the bed next to the pile of clean washing that Kevin had brought up earlier. Kevin looked at the shirt and back at his dad for a second. "Whats up?" Kevin asked, more confused at this point than anything else. "Hey, sorry to be a pain but I spilled my lunch all down me, can you stick this in a basin with some stain remover to soak before it sets in? I need to get back" he said, gesturing towards the old shirt. Kevin felt a pang of relief as he realised he hadn't been caught. Kevin went to go grab the shirt as his dad made a move to leave. Kevin noticed Steve stop at his drawers, hovering at them for a second before the unmistakable sound of a drawer closing filled Kevin with a pang of panic. He had left the underwear drawer open. Kevin paused to see if Steve would react at all, but Steve simply turned and left. "See you later Kev" he said as he headed out the door. Kevin stood there motionless, he couldn't believe what a close call that was. Under his clothes he was fully clad in his dad's leather gear. They were standing right beside each other talking about laundry while Kevin had his dad's cock ring surrounding his own manhood. Kevin waited to hear the car leave before immediately disrobing and stuffing the leather gear back in the drawer, closing it tightly this time. As hot as it was, he would need to be more careful next time.
