Chapter Text
Duty to Protect
Featuring Russel Thorne & Alan Thorne (OCs)
written by mirrorsarc (June 2025)
Epilogue - Overwhelming Comfort
It was later in the day that Alan roused awake from the two’s afternoon nap, despite how energized the older man felt when around his step-son, the growth really took it out of him. He sighed deeply, feeling Russel atop his heaving pecs, and looking around he saw he hadn’t grown too much in his sleep. But his reasoning for that was his nap was just shy of two hours, and looking at his step-son sleeping peacefully atop his hairy pecs, he didn’t even want to wake up Russel from how peaceful and cozy the sleeping young man looked.
Alan had opted to sleep on the floor of the family room, Russel had brought out some blankets from the hallway closet and tossed them all over the large man. Even so, with over half a dozen on his large body, they only covered most of him. Alan appreciated the lengths Russel was going through to accommodate his growth, it meant quite a bit to him. Russel then came to, blinking his eyes slowly and yawning, he looked up at his step-father who was already awake, “Been watching me sleep?”
“Not for long, kiddo.” Alan told his step-son, watching the young man crawl up to Alan’s face to receive a kiss on his forehead. Russel smiled fondly, placing a handful of small kisses on Alan’s slightly crooked nose. Once more, Alan’s stomach reared up, grumbling loudly. He hadn’t eaten enough to satisfy his much larger stomach earlier.
“I was thinking, how does takeout sound, Alan? There’s that Chinese restaurant nearby… wait… they deliver, right?” Russel asked, instinctively reaching for his phone only to feel his bare thigh. Alan chuckled softly, picking up his step-son gently and setting him on the floor, “I’ll let you figure that one out, kiddo. I don’t want to break anything trying to find your phone for you.”
“It’d be funny to see you try.” Russel smirked, walking into the hallway and out of view. Alan took a deep breath and reclined his head, stretching his arms out and placing his hands behind his head. Alan’s armpits full of deep hair with gray hairs littered about them stuck out, and the large man just breathed for a moment. Taking in his size in the moment of solitude, he was just so damn big. Everything was so small in comparison, especially his step-son. Where before his step-son didn’t even reach his shoulders, now it was more likely his step-son seemed like a tiny man next to him.
It made the older man smile, he liked being big, it made him feel even more protective over his step-son, “So they do deliver, which is a relief. I don’t wanna leave the house and have you be unsupervised.”
Russel re-entered the family room and peered up from his phone at his step-father, seeing him reclined so casually, “As if I need supervision, boy. You’re the one always getting in trouble.”
“I do not, I only get the occasional bad grade in college.” Russel near pouted, and Alan simply chuckled softly in his deep voice. Looking out the window of the front of the house, the sun was nearing the horizon already. Alan wondered if he had slept much longer than he intended to.
“Well you always do your best, I know you do. And that’s what always mattered to me, kiddo.” Alan smiled reassuringly, and Russel half-smiled and half-blushed. Ordering takeout came to a hefty price to attempt to compensate for Alan’s appetite. The older man had insisted on paying since he was getting nine boxes of take-out Chinese food. Russel eventually relented, grabbing his step-father’s wallet and punching in the number on it.
“Now, don’t you be buying anything extra. With my extra appetite, things are gonna be tight around here until my next job rotation kicks back up.” Alan told his step-son, watching as Russel walked right up to his side, and Russel reassured his step-father he wouldn’t… with a sly smile. But the young man had something else in his hand aside from his phone, and with the food now ordered and on its way, Russel had something he wanted to try out.
“I want to see you stand up.” Russel said, shaking his step-father gently, not that the large man moved at all. Alan could feel just how tiny Russel’s hands were on his side, but shook his head slightly in confusion.
“Kiddo, you know I can’t do that. I’ll tear this place apart just trying.” Alan told his step-son, patting Russel on the back as gently as possible, “But…”
Alan looked at where his step-son was looking, the double sliding doors leading to their backyard. He looked back at his step-son who was now grinning from ear to ear, “You forgot about that door, didn’t you?”
“Fine, I’ll admit it, I did.” Alan relented, allowing himself to follow Russel to the sliding glass doors. Crawling on his hands and knees once more, he was able to easily clear the opened double doors with plenty of room to spare. Alan didn’t even have to turn onto his side, “Whew… nice to go through a doorway without having to contort myself like a piece of origami.”
“It was pretty erotic to see you do it.” Russel admitted, stepping out onto the grass of the backyard to join his step-father.
“You just enjoyed seeing me grow.” Alan said, getting onto his knees and feeling his back ache as he stood up to his towering height. The large man could easily look out over his own house to the street beyond it, albeit his house was only a single story tall.
“Everything is a lot smaller from this vantage point… I still fit in this tiny place.” Alan said with bewilderment, able to sit on the roof of his own house, so he did. With a small jump, he hopped up and sat on the inclined roof of his house. The entire house creaked due to Alan’s massive weight added to the structure. He looked down at his step-son past his feet which were hanging just above the ground.
Russel got an idea, walking up to the feet of his father which were dangling down to his waist, he jumped up and grabbed onto his step-father’s ankle. Climbing up Alan’s leg was surreal, the older man’s calf was incredibly wide, so much so it was wider than his waist. Which only widened as Russel made his way up to Alan’s thigh, getting on top of it, he looked up at his step-father who was looking down at him in amusement. Russel’s bare feet stood atop the tree trunk sized thigh of his step-father.
“Atta’ boy.” Alan told his step-son, swooping down and picking him up in his hefty hairy arms. Pinned against his step-father’s face and the big guy’s hairy arms was a dream come true. Russel was barraged with kisses, planted all over his face with only a few, Alan swooped around with his lips over and over.
“Alright, alright, that’s enough Alan!” Russel said after being kissed relentlessly for over a minute. Alan did as his step-son said with a bit of reluctance, wanting to keep kissing his special boy for at least a few minutes. Russel kissed Alan back, placing one delicate kiss on his step-father’s upper lip gingerly, “Now, you wanted me to stand up? I got a bit carried away, I’ll humor you, kiddo.”
Alan hopped off the roof of his house which almost had a suspicious indentation of Alan’s ass, setting his step-son on the ground, Alan stood up proudly to his full height. Standing next to his step-father, Russel came up just to Alan’s knees. And that’s when Russel finally revealed the other object he had picked up, it was a measuring tape.
“Knew this was coming, I want to find out too.” Alan said, looking down his jutting pecs at his step-son. Using his big toe as an anchor for the measuring tape, he lifted Russel up so that the measuring tape got his full accurate height from head to toe, the young man hesitated for effect, “You’re nineteen foot three inches, Alan.”
“That big? Damn!” Alan nearly cheered, and Russel smiled fondly. He was happy his step-father liked his huge size. He looked up at his step-father longingly knowing what the large man wanted, “Only one this time.”
Alan took a deep breath and resisted the urge to pester Russel with another thousand kisses, allowing his step-son to take the initiative, Russel leaned in while perched atop Alan’s big hands. The two sealed the revelation with a passionate kiss, long and loving, their different sized lips met each other and danced delicately. And when they separated both had deep blushes on their faces, seeing the expression on Russel’s face after reading out the measurement had made Alan feel elated. Alan was proud of his height because at his size, he could protect Russel from anything that came his step-son’s way.
Alan turned his head and saw a car driving down the road towards their house, with a quiet ‘oh shit,’ the two scrambled back in the house to not be seen. The car was just their delivery driver, which dropped off three bags full of food for the pair to indulge on that night. Sweet and Sour Chicken, Chicken & Shrimp Fried Rice, Dumplings, Spring Rolls, and much much more due to Alan’s appetite.
And because of that deep appetite, he let his step-son pick out what he wanted to eat first to make sure Russel got enough to eat. Only when Russel had a heaping plate of Chinese takeout food, Alan dug in. Essentially lifting the takeout boxes up to his mouth and dumping the contents into his mouth, Alan repeating the motion several times.
By the time the pair had finished their food, Alan picked Russel’s plate clean and finally felt full. His stomach bulging with all the food he had gulped down eagerly, Russel too felt equally as full although having eaten much less than his huge step-father. The pair then retired to the couch to watch a movie together and relax the night away in a food coma. Rubbing his stuffed hairy tummy, Alan felt so full and was nearly lulling in and out of sleep.
Leaning up against the couch, Russel sat atop Alan’s hefty pecs. The couch itself was able to just barely hold up Alan’s immense weight, Alan hadn’t grown much since the pair had woken from their nap, his growth had all but ceased since he had been measured earlier. The way Russel had looked at Alan when he finally told the older man his new height, one of awe and amazement, it stuck in Alan’s mind, the fact that Russel was excited about his size.
Now that the sun had gone down, the lamp in the corner of the family room illuminated the pair in a dull light. Watching a movie together, Alan had trouble focusing on the movie when his step-son was perched on top of his mountainous pecs. Alan was still naked, not caring to be revealing his immense body to Russel especially after the events of the morning. A blanket wouldn’t have covered much of him anyways, most likely it could barely cover his cock if it was a bigger blanket. Russel, who was still wearing Alan’s robe, rolled his head back and looked at his step-father.
“What’s on your mind, dad?” Russel asked, rubbing the hairy muscular surface of Alan’s thick pec. Alan smiled fondly, “Just you, son.”
Holding his step-son close, he felt the closeness between them in a fond light.
- written by mirrorsarc (2025)