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コメント > “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.” He gulps once as his dad mounts more pressure on his balls. Squeezing them.
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“It was intense. Really intense. We ran so many drills. I am exhausted.” He explains. 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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“Yeah.” He answers his dad. “…and I was ‘going commando’ too.” “I am fully grown now, Father.” He says in a heated rebuttal to his father’s words.

“I am fully grown now, Father.” He says in a heated rebuttal to his father’s words. “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.”

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“Stoke your cock while you sniff that jock.” “Let me get in there, Garrett.” His father says, as his son steps aside so he can get into the shower enclosure.

“I bet you got some stares from the other boys in the locker room.” His dad adds. “You couldn’t miss it.” “That you, son?” A voice chimes in from the hallway.

“Maybe his dad is right.” He thinks to himself as he continues with his intense fondling of his fiery red cock. “What?’ He balks at the suggestion from his dad.

“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. “That’s it! That’s it! That’s it!” His father bellows.

“What ya lifting now?” His dad asks as he fidgets on the commode seat. He can feel his hard-on growing in his pants. “Dad! Dad!” His son says in a straining voice. “Release me?”

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“I figured you did.” His father says. “You play on a team, so you know the purpose of teamwork.” “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.”

The helmet of the man’s cock weaves a picture of no recognition as the father’s cum streaks itself through the watery haze. “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!”

“What are you now, son?” “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.”

“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.” “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.”

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“What are ya now, by the way?” 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.

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“Stoke your cock while you sniff that jock.” “What happened at today’s practice today that was so different from any other day, son?” His dad asks.