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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.

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

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

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“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!”

“Yeah, dad, it’s me.” He shouts over the blistering rush of the shower spray as it pelts him hotly with force. “It was a rough practice.”

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

“Yeah, dad, it’s me.” He shouts over the blistering rush of the shower spray as it pelts him hotly with force. “It was a rough practice.”

“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.”

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

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

“Yeah. Yessir. Dad.” Garrett mutters.

Garrett nods his head as he wraps the jock over his head, and takes a hearty breathe of the pouch placed over his nose.

“I think all of us were sprouting wood, today, dad.” He says. “Coach even noticed how hard we all were.”

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

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

“Yes, sir.” He says as he straightens up, standing erect as his member pulses to life between his legs, and in his father’s right hand, which are firmly locked on his balls. “Yes, sir, I do.”

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

“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.