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All the blood rushes from his brain to his throbbing erection plus the heat of the shower, making the young lad, light-headed. “Yes! Yes! I know you understand.” His father proudly exclaims.

“Pick it up and smell the crotch.” His dad says. “I look forward to the day when you are a fully grown man, my son.” His father says. “I am anxious to see the fruit of my loins reach his fully-adorned manhood. Adulthood.”

Garrett nods to his father. His father strokes his own cock in the shower, the dew from his cock mixes with the drops condensing on the glass.

“Maybe his dad is right.” He thinks to himself as he continues with his intense fondling of his fiery red cock. “Was it because of that?” His dad asks as he points a finger towards him. And his midsection.

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He runs the towel through his curl-filled hair, and down over his chest, where the early signs of his manhood sprout like an uneven crop of hairs across his chest that run down to his furry-pillowed crotch. Where the throbbing from his hard-on springs back as the damp towel whips his erection back and forth with each swipe of the now dampened towel. Garrett picks up the pee-stained and cum-leaked jock from the tile floor.

“But you didn’t though, did you, son?” “I figured you did.” His father says. “You play on a team, so you know the purpose of teamwork.”

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“This is what a man looks like, son.” His father says as his pants fall to the floor. From his waist out pops his representation of a 40-year-old-man. And father of two teenage boys. His cock. 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. 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.

Garrett does not go hog-wild on his tool. He caresses and adores it like one would an idol. “Stoke your cock while you sniff that jock.”

His father loosens his grip on the full balls of his son as he stands. He can see the spurts of hair that dot the chest of his son. And he can see the heaving and gentle rise and fall of his son’s chest, as he breathes, as his excitement builds. “Yeah, dad, it’s me.” He shouts over the blistering rush of the shower spray as it pelts him hotly with force. “It was a rough practice.”

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. All the blood rushes from his brain to his throbbing erection plus the heat of the shower, making the young lad, light-headed.

“I thought you usually showered after practice. In the locker room.” His dad asks as he walks into the open door of the bathroom. “Once you plant that cock of yours in some squirmy hole and empty those warm balls of yours into a moist wet hole. Then you are on your way to becoming a man, and only then will you, come-of-age. But it is only a step onto the winding pathway towards manhood. It is my job to teach you what it means to be a man.” His father stands as he finishes his sentence. Loosening his belt and pulling his shirt out from the tucked confines of his pants.

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“Pick it up and smell the crotch.” His dad says. “Pick it up and smell the crotch.” His dad says.

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