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He is unfazed by the presence of his dad despite his nakedness inside the hot spray of the shower. The helmet of the man’s cock weaves a picture of no recognition as the father’s cum streaks itself through the watery haze.
“You guys jerk off together, these days?” His dad asks, “Back when I was in high school me and several of my friends would jerk-off in our trucks in the parking lot. We were so horny we could barely sit in our seats. You ever do that Garrett?” “I am fully grown now, Father.” He says in a heated rebuttal to his father’s words.
“That is your cock, son.” His father, says. “…but it does not make you a man. It only makes you a boy with a hard cock in his hand.” “That you, son?” A voice chimes in from the hallway.
Garrett does not go hog-wild on his tool. He caresses and adores it like one would an idol. His father strokes his own cock in the shower, the dew from his cock mixes with the drops condensing on the glass.
“Lookin’ good, son. Lookin’ good.” His dad says over the stream of the warm cleansing water as it caresses his mature man body. “Stoke your cock while you sniff that jock.”
That night, I did a whole spa routine to make sure my skin was soft and my ass was stretched and wet. I was wearing nothing but a jockstrap as I was told. Waiting by the door on fourth. My heartbeat was so fast as my mouth was dry. I heard the footstep approaching. I left the door unlocked as one of the instructions I was received from daddy. He stepped in with his size 10 Christian Loublitine loafer where my eyes were going up from there. When I made eye contact with daddy, daddy slapped me across the face and said, “Bad boy, Where the fuck are your sneakers as I told you to wear tonight.” I was trembling and said in a very low voice, “ sorry daddy I fooooorgot.” All the blood rushes from his brain to his throbbing erection plus the heat of the shower, making the young lad, light-headed.
What's up, this weekend is nice in support of me, for the reason that this time i am reading this wonderful educational piece of writing here at my home.
“What happened at today’s practice today that was so different from any other day, son?” His dad asks. The pre-cum leaks, like a babbling brook, from the boy’s erect and pulsing cock, depositing its tiny droplets of juice onto the arm-hairs of his proud father. His father squeezes the nuts of his son, tighter and tighter, releasing more of the youthful essence.
When I initially left a comment I appear to have clicked the -Notify me when new comments are added- checkbox and now every
time a comment is added I recieve four emails with the exact same comment.
Is there an easy method you are able to remove me from that service?
Cheers!
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He is unfazed by the presence of his dad despite his nakedness inside the hot spray of the shower. The helmet of the man’s cock weaves a picture of no recognition as the father’s cum streaks itself through the watery haze.
“You guys jerk off together, these days?” His dad asks, “Back when I was in high school me and several of my friends would jerk-off in our trucks in the parking lot. We were so horny we could barely sit in our seats. You ever do that Garrett?” “I am fully grown now, Father.” He says in a heated rebuttal to his father’s words.
“That is your cock, son.” His father, says. “…but it does not make you a man. It only makes you a boy with a hard cock in his hand.” “That you, son?” A voice chimes in from the hallway.
Garrett does not go hog-wild on his tool. He caresses and adores it like one would an idol. His father strokes his own cock in the shower, the dew from his cock mixes with the drops condensing on the glass.
“Lookin’ good, son. Lookin’ good.” His dad says over the stream of the warm cleansing water as it caresses his mature man body. “Stoke your cock while you sniff that jock.”
That night, I did a whole spa routine to make sure my skin was soft and my ass was stretched and wet. I was wearing nothing but a jockstrap as I was told. Waiting by the door on fourth. My heartbeat was so fast as my mouth was dry. I heard the footstep approaching. I left the door unlocked as one of the instructions I was received from daddy. He stepped in with his size 10 Christian Loublitine loafer where my eyes were going up from there. When I made eye contact with daddy, daddy slapped me across the face and said, “Bad boy, Where the fuck are your sneakers as I told you to wear tonight.” I was trembling and said in a very low voice, “ sorry daddy I fooooorgot.” All the blood rushes from his brain to his throbbing erection plus the heat of the shower, making the young lad, light-headed.
What's up, this weekend is nice in support of me, for the reason that this time i am reading this wonderful
educational piece of writing here at my home.
“What happened at today’s practice today that was so different from any other day, son?” His dad asks. The pre-cum leaks, like a babbling brook, from the boy’s erect and pulsing cock, depositing its tiny droplets of juice onto the arm-hairs of his proud father. His father squeezes the nuts of his son, tighter and tighter, releasing more of the youthful essence.