[F4M] My Son's Friend Has Changed. A lot.

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We lived in a pretty diverse area, all things considered. We didn't stand out as a black family, but neither did you as a white family. We didn't want to leave this college city when we graduated, move out to some cushy white suburb. We'd definitely stick out then. We chose to stay a bit closer to the city and to campus where things felt a bit more equitable. That's where we met your family.

Your mom, Melody, and I hit it off almost immediately, as did you and my son, Marcus. You were a little bit younger, as Melody's first child, while Marcus was my second, but you and him became fast friends, as far as Melody and I could tell. Many of your playdates were excuses for Melody and I to get together and have lunch and catch up. Once you and Marcus were old enough to not need supervision, we hardly paid attention to what you two got up to.

You weren't even in middle school when your dad got a new job. It was some pretty cushy executive position, but for some agriculture company in the thick of Alabama. I was sad to lose your mom, but I knew we'd stay in touch. Marches was devastated to lose you, but I tried to assure him that you'd stay friends too.

It's been several years now. Melody and I stayed in touch. Through my husband walking out (again) and your dad getting arrested for tax evasion, we were grateful to have each other to lean on. You and Marcus didn't have the same luck. Marcus never seemed to quite get over losing you as a friend. He had friends here and there while growing up, but it wasn't uncommon for him t mention you fondly, remembering all the good times you had.

For you, on the other hand, Marcus might as well have been a distant memory. The culture of rural Alabama had quite the impact on you. Not just the way you dressed and the bit of an accent you'd picked up, but since the move, you'd grown into a plaid-wearing, Bud light-swilling, football playing redneck. Your thoughts of the city where you grew up were a memory of busy streets and some of your father's less than flattering opinions about black people.

A semester at BAMA under your belt, you were looking to transfer at the end of the year to a school where you could play football. You were certainly good enough to play most anywhere, though staying close to your mom was a strong benefit. The school the drew you in for one reason or another just so happened to be the one not too far from your hometown.

I'd only gotten snippets of information from your mom, but Marcus had been keeping tabs on you all these years. He wasn't stalking you, but he was staying aware of what you were getting up to. I'd told him to reach out to you more than once, but he as he looked at you from afar, he could see how popular you'd become. I was worried that he felt intimidated by you, but he lit up like the fourth of July when I told him you were moving back. I wanted to temper his expectations since I figured you'd be super busy with football, but Marcus wasn't deterred.

Finally, after years, he did reach out. You, of course, remembered Marcus. Many a night playing video games, watching scary movies, debating about superheroes. Sneaking sips of rum out of your dad's liquor cabinet. You figured Marcus would have had a meteoric rise like you did, but you were horrendously disappointed to see that he didn't amount to much. What did surprise you was seeing just how good his family looked.

This new school wanted you to move in as early as possible to meet the coach and the team and everyone. They'd offered up housing just off-campus with some others on the team, but a bit of charm had Marcus wrapped around your finger and ready to get back into the swing of being friends, starting with coaxing Marcus into inviting you to live with us. A whole summer with your good buddy Marcus and his black MILF of a mom. It certainly was exciting.

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Hello! Thanks for reading. I am looking for someone to play my friend's son who is a star football player. Old friend of my son who has come back into our lives with not a whole lot of friendship in mind. You're going to capitalize on Marcus's determination to reignite a friendship, twisting his hospitality all the way into bed with his mom and sisters.

The details of this scenario are totally up for discussion. Maybe you want to play a black character opposite a white family. Maybe the family is Asian or Latina. Maybe you want to be the nerd moving on a robotics scholarship while Marcus is the athlete. Maybe your mom came along as your secret fuck buddy. Maybe you're looking to break all these black ladies in to prepare them for the first team get-together where you plan on presenting them as the entertainment for the evening. Maybe Marcus landed a girlfriend who would look so much better on your cock than on Marcus's. I ask that, regardless of the changes, you play all male characters. while I play all female characters.

If you've read this far and you're interested, send me a chat request with a message. The messages that catch my attention will have an introduction, your kinks, your limits, your roleplay habits (POV, post length, time zone, platform preferences, references vs descriptions, etc.) Messages that will skip to the front of the line will also include ideas or suggestions or character additions or, even better, a writing sample. As nice as it is to be told that my idea is good, it does very little to get the discussion moving.

Thanks again for reading. I look forward to your replies!