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

“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 sound of the shower echoes throughout the empty house. The bathroom door is open. He knows he has privacy. He is alone. No older brother. No father. Or mother. It is just him.

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.

“What are you now, son?”

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

“Last I measured, I was nearly eight inches, dad. Maybe more. I may be even bigger, who knows.” He answers nonchalantly.

“Maybe his dad is right.” He thinks to himself as he continues with his intense fondling of his fiery red cock.

He looks down. And then smiles at his dad.

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.

“That your jockstrap on the floor next to you, son?” His dad asks.

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

“It was intense. Really intense. We ran so many drills. I am exhausted.” He explains.

“Yeah. Yessir. Dad.” Garrett mutters.

“That you, son?” A voice chimes in from the hallway.

“That you are, son. You are busting at the seams with your youth and muscles. Rippled from those vigorous physical workouts and stroking sessions. I bet.” His dad says. “You are gonna hafta to take care of that or you are gonna be miserable. You know that son, doncha. You know, I am right.”

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

“Back in the day, back before we turned into a modern society, a man would grab another man’s balls and swear an oath on them in his hand and state his words to be true. To be a friend” His father says. “Do you know what I mean, son?”

“I managed to lift nearly two hundred today. I believe.” He explains. “But I strained a lot to do it. I was moaning. Groaning.”