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“That’s it! That’s it! That’s it!” His father bellows.

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

He lifts his head from its bowed stance and looks into the eyes of his father wanting some acknowledgement.

“This is what a man looks like, son.” His father says as his pants fall to the floor. From his waist out pops his representation of a 40-year-old-man. And father of two teenage boys. His cock.

I didn’t move and I didn’t want to move because the smell in there is so toxic. I can smell daddy’s unwashed ass in there. I was also so happy as daddy sat on the toilet to released his scent just for me to sniff. Just when The scent faded away I heard the daddy say, “Come here, boy.” I saw daddy sitting on my couch with nothing but a white brief on. The bulge was staring at me. I knew I was going to be having a wonderful night.

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

That night, I did a whole spa routine to make sure my skin was soft and my ass was stretched and wet. I was wearing nothing but a jockstrap as I was told. Waiting by the door on fourth. My heartbeat was so fast as my mouth was dry. I heard the footstep approaching. I left the door unlocked as one of the instructions I was received from daddy. He stepped in with his size 10 Christian Loublitine loafer where my eyes were going up from there. When I made eye contact with daddy, daddy slapped me across the face and said, “Bad boy, Where the fuck are your sneakers as I told you to wear tonight.” I was trembling and said in a very low voice, “ sorry daddy I fooooorgot.”

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.

“I bet you got some stares from the other boys in the locker room.” His dad adds. “You couldn’t miss it.”

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

He gulps once as his dad mounts more pressure on his balls. Squeezing them.

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

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.

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

“I look forward to the day when you are a fully grown man, my son.” His father says. “I am anxious to see the fruit of my loins reach his fully-adorned manhood. Adulthood.”

“What did Coach have to say when he saw all those hard-young cocks in the locker room?” His dad asks.

“That’s it! That’s it! That’s it!” His father bellows.

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

He looks down. And then smiles at his dad.