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“That you are, son. You are busting at the seams with your youth and muscles. Rippled from those vigorous physical workouts and stroking sessions. I bet.” His dad says. “You are gonna hafta to take care of that or you are gonna be miserable. You know that son, doncha. You know, I am right.” “Then show me, father. Show me what it means, TO BE A MAN?” He says with an excitement building in his voice.

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“What…huh…what, dad?” He asks, puzzled by the question from his dad. As his cock is mere inches from his dad’s face. He reaches and lets his hand glide over his swelled cock. Tickling the head of his bulbous cock with his rough fingertips which sends electric sparks through him and down to his toes.

“I ain’t a-talking ‘bout how big ya cock is, boy. I am talking ‘bout ya, weight. Your height.” His dad says. “I kinda figured on how big you are down there. That’s obvious. It makes me proud of you. My son. Of what I created, along with ya mother.” [url=https://arturzasada.pl/]dzieciДce porno[/url]

“Yes, sir.” He says as he straightens up, standing erect as his member pulses to life between his legs, and in his father’s right hand, which are firmly locked on his balls. “Yes, sir, I do.” “And you did it with that. Your boner?” His dad asks. “I guess.”

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“I’m am nearly 6 foot 2 inches tall, dad. I weigh 210 lbs. I think, dad. At least I was the last time we were weighed at football practice.” The son says. “Much bigger than you, I should say.” “Lookin’ good, son. Lookin’ good.” His dad says over the stream of the warm cleansing water as it caresses his mature man body.

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“You are grown. Yes. Physically. Yes, my son. But a full man. No! No!” His father, says, sharply. “You have much more to grow, to mature, before you are a man, before you can call yourself. A man.” “Do it!” His dad orders.

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Garrett resumes the fondling of his cock while he takes long drawn-out whiffs from his sweat, piss and cum stained jockstrap. “But you didn’t though, did you, son?”

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“Nope.” He says. Flatly. As he runs his hand over his still steely-hard length of his curved cock. “It was intense. Really intense. We ran so many drills. I am exhausted.” He explains.

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His dad takes a seat upon the closed commode lid. His son bucks on the lid as he turns beet red from his carnal machinations.

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“See this; see this. “His father says. “This is where power comes from.” “Yeah.” He answers his dad. “…and I was ‘going commando’ too.”

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“Then show me, father. Show me what it means, TO BE A MAN?” He says with an excitement building in his voice. “But you didn’t though, did you, son?”

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