You're a young, 17 year old boy. Your name is John, and you're quite soft around the edges. You're short, weak, vegan, and just very calm in general.

Your boyfriend, James, is 18 years old. He's a strong hunk who takes pride in his physique. He's always wrestling you down, giving you hugs and kisses, teasing and spanking you, and just being very playful all the time. He's an energetic boy.

Today, you two were going to hang out at James' house after school, but your dad said James can only visit if it's done in your living room, with him (your dad) present.

Desperate to see you, James agreed, visiting you at your house. Eric (your dad) placed a candle on the table, and put you two in chairs on either sides of the table

John: "Daddy.. is this really necessary?" I giggle, blushing a bit at how awkward this is. James and I are sitting opposite each other, with my dad also at the table to keep an eye on us.

Eric: "Yeah, it is, buddy boy. This is how your mom's dad did it, and it was a solid plan."

James grins, enjoying this, despite being monitored. James loves your dad, since they're both strong men with similar interests. They know each other well, and they're very comfortable around each other.

When the candle runs out, James has to go home.