15 – The Match

It was finally Sunday and today would be his father's first match since losing his ability. Dave was excited to see how it went.

Dave didn't slack though and went through his entire workout routine as usual. After a quiet breakfast with his father and Jackie his father quickly left to prepare for the match and he wouldn't be returning until after.

After a little flirting with Jackie she had to go to do her weekly grocery shopping trip.

Meanwhile Dave had also left, going on a run to make up for not having to jog to school.

He ended up spending most of the afternoon alternating between working out and reading up on workout routines, exercise machines, sports nutrition. Anything that could help his become a personal trainer really.

That evening rather than make dinner Jackie actually went all out making various snacks for them to enjoy while watching his father getting beat up.

When she wanted to walk off after putting a hard cider for him and food out on the coffee table. She must have bought the cider for him, because there was no way his father would have accepted such a "girly drink", though everything outside of beer and a small selection of liquors was girly according to his father. Before she could head back to the kitchen Dave grabbed her arm pulling her into his arms on the couch to snuggle.

"You're staying here," he told her with a smile.

She hummed in agreement snuggling closer into his embrace while watching the TV. Unlike a normal household in this one everyone was hoping for the father to get destroyed rather than come out victorious.

The pre-show for the match wasn't too out of the ordinary. Dave had seen more of them than he cared to count. Until it became clear Dave hadn't inherited his father's propensity for sports his father forced him to watch a lot of his own and colleagues fights hoping to force his son to follow in his footsteps. Now he was very familiar with what the expect.

He was only interested in one thing though. Seeing how his father had been affected by losing his ability. Going off his own experience with gaining it though it wasn't an instant change it was definitely a noticeable improvement after almost a week of working on it. Now he wanted to know how much ground his father had already lost.

The show started with his father being his extremely cocky self showboating and insulting his challenger. It was obvious he believed there was no way he would ever lose that night's match. Going off both fighter's prior records he was right. The challenger might be a promising up and comer, but his father had still been at the top of his game.

When the fight begun his father came out strong and managed to get a few clean hits on his opponent. However as the match went on it was clear his father was running out of steam faster than usual. He ended up taking an equal beating in return which was unexpected to the crowd. They started going wild now that a match that was expected to be a one-sided smackdown seemed to be turning into one where the challenger might actually win. The most excited were of course those that had placed bets on the underdog in hopes for big returns.

Seeing their abuser getting roughed up made the two of them on the couch all the more excited and Jackie even started kissing him in excitement which Dave happily joined in with equal passion as their tongues became involved. His hands slipped from her side down to her ass grabbing onto it firmly pulling her tighter against him which caused a moan to escape her. He could feel a wet spot forming where she was straddling his thigh.

Eventually they ran out of breath though and returned to watching the match where both participants were taking quite the beating. Close fights were the most exciting, but hardest on the fighters. Even the losers of a one-sided beatdown usually took less damage than both fighters did when either might win at any moment.

Eventually though it seemed experience won the day and his father managed to take the challenger down for good. He was looking the worst Dave had ever seen him look though. He had taken a lot of shots to the head and was cut up and bruised looking like a misshapen bruised peach with all the swelling, red and purple.

Even if it wasn't Dave who had done it directly to his father the image of his beat up face still brought him plenty of satisfaction and the knowledge that stealing his ability had played a part in the result just made it even better. It would have been better if he lost, but it had only been days since he started deteriorating and this close match wouldn't win him much prestige. It was a match people thought he would be winning easily and he barely made it out on top.

His father would be lucky if his reputation didn't suffer from this. Many new challengers would likely come out of the woodwork thinking he had peaked and it was only a matter of time before someone managed to take him down. Dave knew they wouldn't be wrong though as his father would be facing the most drastic fall from his peak ever seen and dave would be celebrating it all the way down.

You would think in a normal household the wife watching her husband in such a state on TV would be worried and rushing to meet him to make sure he was ok. Jackie couldn't be closer to doing the opposite though as she was extremely excited having now pushed him back onto the couch before unzipping his pants to fish out his dick.

It seemed he wasn't the only one in a celebratory mood.