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

“And you did it with that. Your boner?” His dad asks. “I guess.”

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

“But you didn’t though, did you, son?”

“You know what you have to do. Doncha. Son.” His dad says.

His father rakes the clear juice of his son’s leaking manhood over the boy’s tensed cockhead.

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

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

“Then show me, father. Show me what it means, TO BE A MAN?” He says with an excitement building in his voice.

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

“What happened at today’s practice today that was so different from any other day, son?” His dad asks.

Daddy was furious as I could hear his deep breath. He sat down on the bench by the door. I was looking down afraid he was going to kick my ass. He lifted my head from my chin using the tip of his loafer where I can smell that smelly sheer socks he has been worn all day. Just when our eyes met, a big stinky manly wad landed on my face. Then I felt a big rough hand rubbing the spit all over my face. I heard the daddy say, “ next time remember what I told you exactly, I don’t want this to happen again, you hear me? I paused and said, “ yeeee…”. Before I finished the sentence, another spit and a big slap on me. “ when I told you something you must say yes. There is no room for you to argue or think, understood?” He said in a deep and firm tone. “ yes sir”. Without missing a beep I said it. “good boy, your night is just about to start.”

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.

“Let me get in there, Garrett.” His father says, as his son steps aside so he can get into the shower enclosure.

“Then, what is this, father.” He says as he wrestles his cock in a fierce grip and squeezes it like he is fighting against a serpent unleashed from its coil.

“Dad! Dad!” His son says in a straining voice. “Release me?”

“I thought you usually showered after practice. In the locker room.” His dad asks as he walks into the open door of the bathroom.

Garrett picks up the pee-stained and cum-leaked jock from the tile floor.

His father rakes the clear juice of his son’s leaking manhood over the boy’s tensed cockhead.