The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the cozy beach house. Inside, Chad and his stepfather Mark were preparing dinner together. As they chopped vegetables and stirred the sauce, they couldn't help but notice how close they were standing, their bodies brushing against each other.
Mark glanced down at Chad's crotch and smirked. "You know, I think we have enough to cook with. Why don't you go take off your shirt?"
A blush crept across Chad's cheeks as he hesitated, but the invitation was too tempting. He pulled off his shirt to reveal his toned torso. Mark's breath caught in his throat.
"Mmm, you've been working out," he murmured, running his fingers lightly over Chad's abs. The younger man shivered under his blanket.
