Those who have Seen Man’s Rise and Fall
Fantasy equal: Zeus
Sometimes you stumble upon an image of a more mature man. You think he looks good for a guy with a beard/moustache and some grey patches of hair here and there. This is when you’re reminded of your childhood, when you think back of your friend’s dad or a teacher at school whose appearances were kind to your hungry eyes.
A couple of memories flash through your mind:
• The hot summer afternoons you spent at your friend’s swimming pool. Sometimes over weekends his dad joined in on the festivities by creeping up on you and plunging into the pool with a great splash bomb. Then followed the attempts of your friend and his dad tossing and submerging the other into the water. You didn’t take part, since at that age you were particularly trigger happy, and simply being a spectator already made you a bit... anxious. You cunningly alternated between drifting and diving to observe the action from atop and below the water’s surface. Your eyes were focused on your friend’s dad.
One day the wrestling got a bit out of hand and your friend somehow snatched his dad’s swimming trunks right off and tossed it out of the water. It didn’t take much effort for the dad to lift his son out of the water and shake him upside-down, out of his swimming trunks. Your friend was not as happy about the skinny dip as his dad was. After some wrestling, the dad finally, leapt out of the pool to retrieve his trunks. What a sight! You remember his stunning physique almost clearly. His light brown hair clung to his shapely calves, which bulged intensely as he trod on the paving. They still do today! Drops of water trickled from the groupings of hair at his butt. He turned around to pull up his trunks! Both the wife and your friend are truly blessed, you thought. He has a sturdy blade and full pommel gems, all of which were garlanded in a bush of thick hair. The dad pranced off and that’s when you realized your friend might be butt naked still. You peered around and got a brief glimpse of his blade. He was his father’s son indeed.
One day the wrestling got a bit out of hand and your friend somehow snatched his dad’s swimming trunks right off and tossed it out of the water. It didn’t take much effort for the dad to lift his son out of the water and shake him upside-down, out of his swimming trunks. Your friend was not as happy about the skinny dip as his dad was. After some wrestling, the dad finally, leapt out of the pool to retrieve his trunks. What a sight! You remember his stunning physique almost clearly. His light brown hair clung to his shapely calves, which bulged intensely as he trod on the paving. They still do today! Drops of water trickled from the groupings of hair at his butt. He turned around to pull up his trunks! Both the wife and your friend are truly blessed, you thought. He has a sturdy blade and full pommel gems, all of which were garlanded in a bush of thick hair. The dad pranced off and that’s when you realized your friend might be butt naked still. You peered around and got a brief glimpse of his blade. He was his father’s son indeed. • You think back of the Saturday mornings when you used to play field hockey matches. You had a wonderful coach. A tall, middle-aged man who also was your science teacher at school. He used to run and exercise along with your team. You couldn’t say the same for the lesbian ladies who coached the other teams.
After the match the whole of your team removed their kits, zapped themselves with some deodorant and dressed in their school uniforms. All of you were afraid of the showers. No one wanted to stand naked in front of the others. You will hit the showers once you return home.One day, however, as you were undressing yourselves after a match, coach came strolling into the room with a suit over a hanger, a toiletry bag, a pair of fancy shoes and a towel over his shoulder. Is he going to do what you think he’s going to do? Indeed he is! The rest of the team weren’t as fazed about the coach, since he usually enters while you were undressing and pep talked the team. That day, however, he was about to initiate the showers!
You positioned yourself to get a clear view of the strip show. He shoved off his trainers and pulled off his socks and then his shirt. Next went the shorts! You remember he wore tighty whities that day. Luckily you already had your trousers on and took a seat on the bench as you slowly put on your socks. You didn’t dare stand up.
In between tying shoelaces and placing sweaty clothes in your gym bag you steal glimpses of your coach lathering himself up. You wondered whether he’d like to be your daddy and you his boy toy. Ah, how a teen boy fantasizes is simply wonderful. With each rubbing action his lean muscles flex to showcase a good deal of definition. What attracted your attention most was the dangling blade between his legs.
Soon you left your coach and his strip show behind, as you had no more alibis left to keep you in the locker room. You skipped watching the first team rugby match that day as you had to satisfy the urge that welled up in your mind and your pommel gems.Those were the days of cheap and fortunate fantasies. All thanks to the mature men in our lives! This collection is dedicated to the wiser and more experienced man; the friends’ dads and teachers. As for the fantasy connection, bow down to the father of the Ancient Greek pantheon, the mighty and glorious Zeus!
“Zeus was the child of Cronus and Rhea, and the youngest of his siblings. In most traditions he was married to Hera, although, at the oracle of Dodona, his consort was Dione: according to the Iliad, he is the father of Aphrodite by Dione. He is known for his erotic escapades. These resulted in many godly and heroic offspring, including Athena, Apollo and Artemis, Hermes, Persephone (by Demeter), Dionysus, Perseus, Heracles, Helen, Minos, and the Muses (by Mnemosyne); by Hera, he is usually said to have fathered Ares, Hebe and Hephaestus.”
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