[thoughtless]

Garret scowled at the word "fathers". He wasn't anything like this kid. Zayn seemed at ease in his distended body. He even seemed to enjoy it while he was splashing around in the pool. Garret could not at all relate.

Ignoring the question, Garret put back on his mask of bravado and ran his bare toes lightly over Zayn's gravid belly with a smirk. "Heh, if I knew it was this easy to get a guy on his knees in front of me, I'd have tried this years ago."

He shifted his hips, making sure Zayn was aware of his growing erection. Before the younger man could respond, Garret tussled Zayn's wet hair and stood up. He peeled off his tight shirt, pulled off his trousers, and shimmied his boxer shorts down to the ground. Stepping out of them, he stretched, leaving nothing to poor Zayn's imagination.

Stark naked, he motioned toward the pool. "You coming?"