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1. He does not answer but tilts his head down in an almost subservient nature to his father. 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.”

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2. “Coach told us. To go beat off. Seeing all those tents in our shorts; he said we should have all been working out naked. Our shorts weren’t covering up, anything, as our cock’s periscoped out and over the elastic waistbands of our shorts.” He says to his dad as he steps from the shower. Garrett sits on the commode, where his father had sat.

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3. Профессиональный сервисный центр по ремонту принтеров в Москве.
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4. “I’m am nearly 6 foot 2 inches tall, dad. I weigh 210 lbs. I think, dad. At least I was the last time we were weighed at football practice.” The son says. “Much bigger than you, I should say.” Garrett resumes the fondling of his cock while he takes long drawn-out whiffs from his sweat, piss and cum stained jockstrap.

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5. “It was intense. Really intense. We ran so many drills. I am exhausted.” He explains. Exactly a week after, daddy texted me with a different tone saying, “ get your ass ready tonight cause daddy is coming to your place tonight.” He was usually really sweet and nice, I was shot when I got the message. But automatically I said, “ yes daddy!” I guess I am a slutty whore for him right at the beginning as I knew my place where is always going to be inferior.

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6. His son bucks on the lid as he turns beet red from his carnal machinations. “What ya lifting now?” His dad asks as he fidgets on the commode seat. He can feel his hard-on growing in his pants.

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

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8. “And you did it with that. Your boner?” His dad asks. “I guess.” “I am fully grown now, Father.” He says in a heated rebuttal to his father’s words.

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9. “I don’t wanna jack-off, dad.” He says flabbergasted to his dad as he turns off the tap to the hot and chilly water in the shower. “What are ya now, by the way?”

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10. “Stoke your cock while you sniff that jock.” “You are grown. Yes. Physically. Yes, my son. But a full man. No! No!” His father, says, sharply. “You have much more to grow, to mature, before you are a man, before you can call yourself. A man.”

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11. “But you didn’t though, did you, son?” “Was it because of that?” His dad asks as he points a finger towards him. And his midsection.

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12. He reaches for and cups the wiggling low hangers of his teenage son. His father unbuttons his shirt and throws it to the bathroom floor. Where his son is like the mythical David, cast in stone with blonde locks and cherubic face. The father is dark and with a day’s growth of stubble on his face.

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13. Garrett picks up the pee-stained and cum-leaked jock from the tile floor. “Lookin’ good, son. Lookin’ good.” His dad says over the stream of the warm cleansing water as it caresses his mature man body.

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14. “What…huh…what, dad?” He asks, puzzled by the question from his dad. As his cock is mere inches from his dad’s face. “I managed to lift nearly two hundred today. I believe.” He explains. “But I strained a lot to do it. I was moaning. Groaning.”

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15. “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.” “What are you now, son?”

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16. Exactly a week after, daddy texted me with a different tone saying, “ get your ass ready tonight cause daddy is coming to your place tonight.” He was usually really sweet and nice, I was shot when I got the message. But automatically I said, “ yes daddy!” I guess I am a slutty whore for him right at the beginning as I knew my place where is always going to be inferior. His father loosens his grip on the full balls of his son as he stands. He can see the spurts of hair that dot the chest of his son. And he can see the heaving and gentle rise and fall of his son’s chest, as he breathes, as his excitement builds.

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17. He reaches for and cups the wiggling low hangers of his teenage son. “My hard-on. Somewhat. But I have them all the time. You know that. You’ve made enough comments about me sportin’ boners in the morning when you see them at breakfast.”

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

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19. 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. “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!”

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20. “What are you now, son?” “I figured you did.” His father says. “You play on a team, so you know the purpose of teamwork.”

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21. Профессиональный сервисный центр по ремонту плоттеров в Москве.
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22. 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.” “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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23. He is unfazed by the presence of his dad despite his nakedness inside the hot spray of the shower. 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.

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24. “Damn it, son! Damn it! Damn it, you hit the mirror above the sink!” His father shouts as the bullets of cum shoot forth from his son’s cock and hits the adjacent mirror directly in front of the porcelain bathroom thrown. “Damn it, son! Damn it! Damn it, you hit the mirror above the sink!” His father shouts as the bullets of cum shoot forth from his son’s cock and hits the adjacent mirror directly in front of the porcelain bathroom thrown.

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25. All the blood rushes from his brain to his throbbing erection plus the heat of the shower, making the young lad, light-headed. He does not say anything in response to his father as his cock continues pulsing and jumping as the blood engorges his youthful cock more. And more.

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26. Профессиональный сервисный центр по ремонту серверов в Москве.
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27. https://www.lab-mill.net/it/principi-di-progettazione-di-un-mulino-a-palle-da-laboratorio/principi di progettazione di un mulino a palle da laboratorio

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28. Профессиональный сервисный центр по ремонту серверов в Москве.
    Мы предлагаем: ремонт серверов на дому
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29. Профессиональный сервисный центр по ремонту серверов в Москве.
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30. He does not say anything in response to his father as his cock continues pulsing and jumping as the blood engorges his youthful cock more. And more. The now lukewarm water streams through the curls of his hair rinsing away the last vestiges of the soapy lather. It all goes down the drain in a swirl of bubbles.

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31. Garrett nods to his father. “You know what you have to do. Doncha. Son.” His dad says.

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

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33. “I am fully grown now, Father.” He says in a heated rebuttal to his father’s words. “Yes! Yes! I know you understand.” His father proudly exclaims.

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34. Профессиональный сервисный центр по ремонту бытовой техники с выездом на дом.
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35. “Let me get in there, Garrett.” His father says, as his son steps aside so he can get into the shower enclosure. The helmet of the man’s cock weaves a picture of no recognition as the father’s cum streaks itself through the watery haze.

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36. He reaches for and cups the wiggling low hangers of his teenage son. He does not say anything in response to his father as his cock continues pulsing and jumping as the blood engorges his youthful cock more. And more.

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37. “Then show me, father. Show me what it means, TO BE A MAN?” He says with an excitement building in his voice. He is unfazed by the presence of his dad despite his nakedness inside the hot spray of the shower.

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38. His father steps into the shower, turning on the water. As he soaks and lathers himself up under the lukewarm stream of water, he fondles his cock and balls. His cock soon mimics that of his son. “Yeah.” He answers his dad. “…and I was ‘going commando’ too.”

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39. “You guys jerk off together, these days?” His dad asks, “Back when I was in high school me and several of my friends would jerk-off in our trucks in the parking lot. We were so horny we could barely sit in our seats. You ever do that Garrett?” “I ain’t a-talking ‘bout how big ya cock is, boy. I am talking ‘bout ya, weight. Your height.” His dad says. “I kinda figured on how big you are down there. That’s obvious. It makes me proud of you. My son. Of what I created, along with ya mother.”

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40. He reaches for and cups the wiggling low hangers of his teenage son. “I ain’t a-talking ‘bout how big ya cock is, boy. I am talking ‘bout ya, weight. Your height.” His dad says. “I kinda figured on how big you are down there. That’s obvious. It makes me proud of you. My son. Of what I created, along with ya mother.”

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41. Профессиональный сервисный центр по ремонту объективов в Москве.
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42. “Maybe his dad is right.” He thinks to himself as he continues with his intense fondling of his fiery red cock. “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.”

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43. “Stoke your cock while you sniff that jock.” “You know what you have to do. Doncha. Son.” His dad says.

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44. “Thinkin’ ‘bout it.” He answers. “I want to show the world that I am a man, like you. Father.” His father rakes the clear juice of his son’s leaking manhood over the boy’s tensed cockhead.

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45. “I knew ya couldn’t keep your hands off it.” His dad says. “Men can’t do it, we are drawn to our cocks, like a moth to a flame, and usually that burning sensation that a man feels is the cum boiling up in our balls. You know that feelin’ doncha son?” The one shower after his workout and practice had been a good start. But the walk home had tired him. But the massaging jets of water caressing across his muscular frame takes the weariness from his bones from this stressful day.

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46. “I figured you did.” His father says. “You play on a team, so you know the purpose of teamwork.” Garrett can see what his father is doing, unconsciously his hands moves to his cock. He strokes the length of his tool with his left hand while he teases the blistering red crown with the fingertips of his right hand. The lightning of his cool fingertips sends sparks through every nerve in his body.

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47. “Yeah. Yessir. Dad.” Garrett mutters. His dad takes a seat upon the closed commode lid.

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48. He does not hear the slamming of the front door. Neither does he hear the footsteps on the wood floor in the hallway. The shower drowns away all this noise. 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.

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49. I used my teeth to strip off daddy’s black sheer socks. I placed them in my mouth and washed them with my saliva. I swallowed every single sweat and stink from these socks. It takes so well. I rolled them into a ball and stuck them into my jockstrap where my small dick and balls were. He does not answer but tilts his head down in an almost subservient nature to his father.

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

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