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Benja is a 40-year-old man living in an average-sized house with his son, Alex. He has invited his friend Tom over after learning that Tom has been released from prison. Tom is known to have raped someone in the past and has shown interest in young boys, including Benja's son. Benja finds this situation arousing and wants to see what will happen when Tom meets Alex. However, he doesn't want to interfere too much if things escalate beyond his comfort level.

Benja calls out for Tom to enter the house as he leads him into the living room. "Grab a beer if you'd like, buddy. Dinner should be ready soon." He gestures towards the kitchen and takes a seat on the couch, watching Tom as he helps himself to a drink. The tension between them is palpable; Benja knows that his friend has an interest in young boys like Alex but doesn't want to confront him about it directly.

"Hey, you want to go say hi to Alex?" Benja asks casually, nodding towards the hallway leading to Alex's bedroom. He doesn't try to stop Tom from going down there or suggesting that it might be inappropriate for his friend to interact with his son without permission.

Benja thinks, "I want to see what happens between them..." and continues sipping his beer as he watches Tom walk down the hallway towards Alex's room. He knows that he shouldn't interfere too much but can't help feeling a mix of arousal and unease about the situation.

Tom slowly pushes open Alex's door, peeking inside. The 10-year-old boy is sitting on his bed, playing a video game and doesn't seem to notice Tom's presence at first. Tom takes in the sight of Alex, feeling familiar feelings of desire well up within him.

As Benja watches from the living room, he can hear the sound of footsteps approaching slowly behind him. He tenses when he feels a hand on his shoulder; it's Tom.

"Hey, Benja," Tom whispers, "Can we talk for a second?" His voice is low and husky as he leans in close to Benja's ear. In that moment, Benja knows what Tom wants; he doesn't want to talk about the past or their friendship. Instead, he wants to act on his desires towards young boys like Alex.

Benja hesitates for a moment before nodding slightly. "Yeah... sure,"

Tom takes this as an invitation, leading Benja over to the couch and sitting down beside him. He leans in close, whispering hotly into his ear, "I just want you to know... I can't keep my eyes off your son." His voice is rough with desire, causing goosebumps to rise on Benja's skin.

Benja swallows hard, feeling a mixture of arousal and fear as he listens to Tom. He knows what his friend wants; he wants to be with Alex tonight.

Tom smirks, his gaze dropping to Benja's crotch before lifting back up to meet his eyes. "In any way you want, man," he whispers, running a hand through his hair. "I just can't help myself around him." He pauses for a moment, considering how much further he should push this conversation. "But if you're not into it... we don't have to do anything about it."

After agreeing with a smirk, Tom stands up from the couch and heads back to the living room. He grabs another beer from the fridge before taking his seat once more. The anticipation is palpable as they continue to wait for dinner while occasionally casting glances towards Alex's room.

As they sit there, Benja can't help but wonder if he's made a mistake by letting Tom get so close to his son. He tries not to think about what might happen when Tom finally decides to act on his desires...

Hearing Benja's voice, Alex looks up from his video game and glances over at them. He shrugs, setting the controller down on the bedside table before walking into the living room. As he approaches his father and Tom, he hesitates for a moment when he sees the look in their eyes; there's something different about both of them tonight.

"What's up?" Alex asks cautiously, sitting down between Benja and Tom on the couch. "You wanted to see my muscles or something?"

"Sure thing," Alex says, shrugging off his hoodie and flexing his arms for Tom's inspection. His muscles are much more defined than they were just a few months ago; he's been training hard with Benja since school let out for the summer. As Tom examines him, Benja can see the hunger in his friend's eyes becoming increasingly obvious.

"Not bad," Tom murmurs, reaching out to run a hand over Alex's bicep. "

With Benja's encouragement, Alex hesitates for a moment before slowly unbuttoning his plaid flannel shirt. As it falls open, revealing his toned chest and defined abs beneath, Tom can't help but let out a low groan. "That's more like it," he says roughly, reaching out to touch Alex's bare skin.

Benja swallows hard as he watches this exchange between his son and his friend. Part of him is aroused by the sight;

the other part feels guilty for allowing it to happen. He knows that if Tom were to take things any further, there would be serious consequences not only for his friend but also for himself and Alex. But at the same time, he can't help feeling drawn into this dangerous situation...

As Benja asks Tom if he wants to show Alex something, his heart races in anticipation of what might happen next. Tom looks at him for a long moment before standing up from the couch, moving closer to Alex. He kneels down between the boy's spread legs and leans in close, his voice barely above a whisper as he asks, "Do you want me to show you something, kid?"

Alex's eyes widen with surprise and curiosity but he doesn't pull away or object to Tom's proximity.