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コメント > “It was intense. Really intense. We ran so many drills. I am exhausted.” He explains. “FUCK! FUCK!” He says, as he loosens the tightened grip on his fleshy-red-tool, while it throbs with its life-giving blood coursing through its many vein-filled region.
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His father strokes his own cock in the shower, the dew from his cock mixes with the drops condensing on the glass. “I bet you got some stares from the other boys in the locker room.” His dad adds. “You couldn’t miss it.”

“Yes! Yes! I know you understand.” His father proudly exclaims. “But you didn’t though, did you, son?”

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“Yep. I’ve had one since I put on my gear at practice today.” He tells his dad. He is unfazed by the presence of his dad despite his nakedness inside the hot spray of the shower.

“You have not fucked, have you, my son? Have you?” His father asks, as he readjusts the cock covered and swelling in his khaki pants. “I thought as much.” “Yes! Yes! I know you understand.” His father proudly exclaims.

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Garrett can see what his father is doing, unconsciously his hands moves to his cock. He strokes the length of his tool with his left hand while he teases the blistering red crown with the fingertips of his right hand. The lightning of his cool fingertips sends sparks through every nerve in his body. The sound of the shower echoes throughout the empty house. The bathroom door is open. He knows he has privacy. He is alone. No older brother. No father. Or mother. It is just him.

Garrett nods his head as he wraps the jock over his head, and takes a hearty breathe of the pouch placed over his nose. Garrett sits on the commode, where his father had sat.

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Garrett picks up the pee-stained and cum-leaked jock from the tile floor. “Stoke your cock while you sniff that jock.”

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“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.” Daddy smiled and said, “ that is my good boy. Don’t even want to leave your daddy’s Ripe socks on the floor. That’s the respect I love boy.” I then was told to clean his left foot. “Scrub these whitish paste out in my toenails. I want you to smell and place them in your mouth and let me see.” Daddy commented. It smelled and tasted like Brie cheese. Then I moved my tongue in between daddy’s toes. I cleaned up so well. Just thought I was finished. Daddy said,” the sole is clammy. It has nature feet oil after a whole day in the shoes, you think you finished fag. Keep working on that.”

His father strokes his own cock in the shower, the dew from his cock mixes with the drops condensing on the glass. “I think all of us were sprouting wood, today, dad.” He says. “Coach even noticed how hard we all were.”

“Have you fucked, son? Have you fucked? Have you dumped that seed of yours in those balls into a moist hole?” His father asks as he leans forward on the commode-chair. His hand squeezing the bulge growing larger in his tan khakis. The now lukewarm water streams through the curls of his hair rinsing away the last vestiges of the soapy lather. It all goes down the drain in a swirl of bubbles.

“Yep. I’ve had one since I put on my gear at practice today.” He tells his dad. He dries himself but his throbbing cock continues to pulse as it grows harder because of his youth. The sensation intensifies. The feeling is wonderful. He can hear his cock throbbing in his ears.

“I don’t wanna jack-off, dad.” He says flabbergasted to his dad as he turns off the tap to the hot and chilly water in the shower. “I am fully grown now, Father.” He says in a heated rebuttal to his father’s words.

He looks down. And then smiles at his dad. “Have you fucked, son? Have you fucked? Have you dumped that seed of yours in those balls into a moist hole?” His father asks as he leans forward on the commode-chair. His hand squeezing the bulge growing larger in his tan khakis.

“Dad! Dad!” His son says in a straining voice. “Release me?” “Coach told us. To go beat off. Seeing all those tents in our shorts; he said we should have all been working out naked. Our shorts weren’t covering up, anything, as our cock’s periscoped out and over the elastic waistbands of our shorts.” He says to his dad as he steps from the shower.

All the blood rushes from his brain to his throbbing erection plus the heat of the shower, making the young lad, light-headed. The sound of the shower echoes throughout the empty house. The bathroom door is open. He knows he has privacy. He is alone. No older brother. No father. Or mother. It is just him.