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

His father’s words are what he hears when he erupts. His cum streaming like liquid threads from the pee-hole of his rigid cock.

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

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

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.

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His father’s words are what he hears when he erupts. His cum streaming like liquid threads from the pee-hole of his rigid cock.

His son bucks on the lid as he turns beet red from his carnal machinations.

After I serve daddy’s left one, I was about to move to the right foot. While He stopped me, stood up, and walked towards the couch, he said “Crawling right after me.” I followed daddy. My nose was where daddy’s ass was. I was staring at that crotch while I was crawling, and I didn’t realize daddy stopped one of a sudden in front of the bathroom. My nose is slightly right into that dreaming ass crack.

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

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

He runs the towel through his curl-filled hair, and down over his chest, where the early signs of his manhood sprout like an uneven crop of hairs across his chest that run down to his furry-pillowed crotch. Where the throbbing from his hard-on springs back as the damp towel whips his erection back and forth with each swipe of the now dampened towel.

His son bucks on the lid as he turns beet red from his carnal machinations.

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

“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.