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“Thinkin’ ‘bout it.” He answers. “I want to show the world that I am a man, like you. Father.” His dad takes a seat upon the closed commode lid.

“Yes! Yes! I know you understand.” His father proudly exclaims. “Yep. I’ve had one since I put on my gear at practice today.” He tells his dad.

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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. “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.

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The one shower after his workout and practice had been a good start. But the walk home had tired him. But the massaging jets of water caressing across his muscular frame takes the weariness from his bones from this stressful day. “What?’ He balks at the suggestion from his dad.

“Stoke your cock while you sniff that jock.” I used my teeth to strip off daddy’s black sheer socks. I placed them in my mouth and washed them with my saliva. I swallowed every single sweat and stink from these socks. It takes so well. I rolled them into a ball and stuck them into my jockstrap where my small dick and balls were.

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

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He lifts his head from its bowed stance and looks into the eyes of his father wanting some acknowledgement. “I am fully grown now, Father.” He says in a heated rebuttal to his father’s words.

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“Was it because of that?” His dad asks as he points a finger towards him. And his midsection. “I managed to lift nearly two hundred today. I believe.” He explains. “But I strained a lot to do it. I was moaning. Groaning.”

“Let me get in there, Garrett.” His father says, as his son steps aside so he can get into the shower enclosure. “Stoke it, boy! Stroke it! Stroke that beautiful cock!” His father demands as his own cock draws on the wet interior of the glass enclosure shower. “Pound it harder, boy! Pound it harder!”

Garrett nods to his father. “What ya lifting now?” His dad asks as he fidgets on the commode seat. He can feel his hard-on growing in his pants.