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“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.

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

“Nope.” He says. Flatly. As he runs his hand over his still steely-hard length of his curved cock.

He is unfazed by the presence of his dad despite his nakedness inside the hot spray of the shower.

“Was it because of that?” His dad asks as he points a finger towards him. And his midsection.

Garrett does not go hog-wild on his tool. He caresses and adores it like one would an idol.

“Yeah. Yessir. Dad.” Garrett mutters.

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.”

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.

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

He reaches for and cups the wiggling low hangers of his teenage son.

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

“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.”

His dad’s cock does not curve like that of his son, it angles like a fishing rod looking for fish under rushing river waters, from the deep furry patch between the father’s legs.

“Thinkin’ ‘bout it.” He answers. “I want to show the world that I am a man, like you. Father.”

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.

“You lettin’ the beard grow on your face, I see, son?” His father asks him, as his head bumps up under the chin of his towering son.

He is unfazed by the presence of his dad despite his nakedness inside the hot spray of the shower.

“Yep. I’ve had one since I put on my gear at practice today.” He tells his dad.

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