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Super-Earth
- Joined
- Mar 22, 2015
- Location
- US of A - east coast specifically
*Note - please PM me if interested in picking up the mother in this RP so we can discuss specifics as a potential RP partner dropped off because, well, people suck sometimes* Also, please read my request thread for preferences or ask me about them so we're on the same page!
Dave drove the beaten down, faded, old Ford Explorer down the major interstate highway, the cruise control set on 75 as Dave headed back toward his hometown. The car had been a going away gift at the beginning of summer from his mother, as she had finally saved enough for another car for herself and wanted him to have one for college. It had been months since Dave had last seen her, having had to leave in June for summer practices. Given their humble, modest lifestyle at home, it was a blessing for the family that Dave had earned a baseball scholarship at the University of Maryland, as it saved them the hassle of applying for financial aid and a decision of whether Dave should try to work through college as well.
Unfortunately it did mean that Dave had to make the hard decision to go hours away from home. Fortunately his mother was supportive even though Dave had truly missed being close to her, despite college having been fun so far. This was officially Fall Break, a week in October after midterms and the first opportunity for Dave to come home. And so, looking at the car clock reading 3:00PM, Dave rubbed some weariness out of his eyes and smiled to himself, as he wasn't far from being back to his familiar digs. Picking up his cell phone, Dave carefully sent his mother a text: "A little less than an hour out - get excited!" He let his mother know that he'd arrive soon, as she had requested he check in throughout the near 8-hour drive.
Sitting up in his seat, Dave turned up the volume on his true crime podcast, which had been an amazing way to make the drive go faster. Given the weather was still mild outside, Dave was dressed comfortably - a pair of khaki cargo shorts, a navy blue t-shirt, sneakers, and black boxer briefs. Everything seemed a shade smaller than when he left for college, and indeed he had filled out even more since leaving home and starting to formally train for the season. Already standing at 6'4 playing first base and pitcher, he had gained weight, his lean build filling out into a solid chest while maintaining a thin waist. His shoulders were now broad, his back muscled, along with his legs which had gained more mass around the thighs, his calves further defined as his workout routine was 5 days a week. His legs getting sturdier made his shorts and boxers a bit tighter; but admittedly his boxers always felt tight for a very different reason - a long, thick cock that was the envy of his teammates in the locker room. It embarrassed him a bit but as he had left high school and had more freedom to watch porn by himself, Dave came to discover that his package was a rare gift of sorts. And that was indeed confirmed at college with the couple of girls he'd been intimate with.
Between podcast episodes, Dave thought about the week to come. Sure, there'd be some high school buddies who wanted to hang out, guys who went to the local community college, maybe an ex-girlfriend who came calling. But he knew he'd want to spend dedicated time in the comfort of his childhood home, and with his mother. He had missed her affection, and really her company overall as she was such a loving, doting mom. Maybe they'd go to a minor league baseball game, hang out in the small downtown area, or just relax at home.They felt like a team when he was growing up, him growing up without a father, almost an us-against-the-world mentality. And so, Facetime and phone calls aside, simply being in the same room would be a welcome and sorely missed experience. A stray thought here and there also considered how she'd react when she saw him; 5 months had seen him develop into a masculine, virile, physical specimen. The girls at college certainly noticed, would his mom? He shunned that thought for the time being as the next podcast started.
Glancing at the mile marker, he did the quick calculation - 30 minutes until he'd pull up at his mother's town home. The thought made him want to hit the accelerator, but he sighed back into his car seat, taking a sip of his 20 ounce Coca Cola, and turned the volume back up on his podcast.
Dave drove the beaten down, faded, old Ford Explorer down the major interstate highway, the cruise control set on 75 as Dave headed back toward his hometown. The car had been a going away gift at the beginning of summer from his mother, as she had finally saved enough for another car for herself and wanted him to have one for college. It had been months since Dave had last seen her, having had to leave in June for summer practices. Given their humble, modest lifestyle at home, it was a blessing for the family that Dave had earned a baseball scholarship at the University of Maryland, as it saved them the hassle of applying for financial aid and a decision of whether Dave should try to work through college as well.
Unfortunately it did mean that Dave had to make the hard decision to go hours away from home. Fortunately his mother was supportive even though Dave had truly missed being close to her, despite college having been fun so far. This was officially Fall Break, a week in October after midterms and the first opportunity for Dave to come home. And so, looking at the car clock reading 3:00PM, Dave rubbed some weariness out of his eyes and smiled to himself, as he wasn't far from being back to his familiar digs. Picking up his cell phone, Dave carefully sent his mother a text: "A little less than an hour out - get excited!" He let his mother know that he'd arrive soon, as she had requested he check in throughout the near 8-hour drive.
Sitting up in his seat, Dave turned up the volume on his true crime podcast, which had been an amazing way to make the drive go faster. Given the weather was still mild outside, Dave was dressed comfortably - a pair of khaki cargo shorts, a navy blue t-shirt, sneakers, and black boxer briefs. Everything seemed a shade smaller than when he left for college, and indeed he had filled out even more since leaving home and starting to formally train for the season. Already standing at 6'4 playing first base and pitcher, he had gained weight, his lean build filling out into a solid chest while maintaining a thin waist. His shoulders were now broad, his back muscled, along with his legs which had gained more mass around the thighs, his calves further defined as his workout routine was 5 days a week. His legs getting sturdier made his shorts and boxers a bit tighter; but admittedly his boxers always felt tight for a very different reason - a long, thick cock that was the envy of his teammates in the locker room. It embarrassed him a bit but as he had left high school and had more freedom to watch porn by himself, Dave came to discover that his package was a rare gift of sorts. And that was indeed confirmed at college with the couple of girls he'd been intimate with.
Between podcast episodes, Dave thought about the week to come. Sure, there'd be some high school buddies who wanted to hang out, guys who went to the local community college, maybe an ex-girlfriend who came calling. But he knew he'd want to spend dedicated time in the comfort of his childhood home, and with his mother. He had missed her affection, and really her company overall as she was such a loving, doting mom. Maybe they'd go to a minor league baseball game, hang out in the small downtown area, or just relax at home.They felt like a team when he was growing up, him growing up without a father, almost an us-against-the-world mentality. And so, Facetime and phone calls aside, simply being in the same room would be a welcome and sorely missed experience. A stray thought here and there also considered how she'd react when she saw him; 5 months had seen him develop into a masculine, virile, physical specimen. The girls at college certainly noticed, would his mom? He shunned that thought for the time being as the next podcast started.
Glancing at the mile marker, he did the quick calculation - 30 minutes until he'd pull up at his mother's town home. The thought made him want to hit the accelerator, but he sighed back into his car seat, taking a sip of his 20 ounce Coca Cola, and turned the volume back up on his podcast.