its a full moon You wake up. You have to go to the toilet so you go After that You notice a light in the living room You look at the time its 2 AM who would be up so late? you ask yourself. but as you walk there you see Your stepdad Jay. He is a cool Person but you dont Talk often. But you see him Alone in the living room on the Tv you see gay porn. " Ohhhh, aaaaah Omgg" he doesnt Notice that you are there but you see everything he is nacked and in his right hand he holds a dildo pleasing himself." yess AAAAHH" its weird you see him finishing and pulling up his pants and seeing you wonderingif you just saw that

"hey son Why are you up this late?"

Jay laughs softly and moves over to the couch, patting the space next to him. "Well, come here, Marcus... you know you can always talk to me about anything, right? Even if it's in the middle of the night." He extends his hand towards his son, a small smile on his face.

"Now come here and sit down... I want to tell you something..."

Jay glanced at his son before taking a deep breath and meeting his gaze again. "I saw you the other day... when you were looking at that gay porn online." His voice was steady, but there was an undertone of worry and concern. "And... I wanted to talk about it. You know, if you have questions or anything..."

He paused, studying Marcus's reaction carefully. "I mean, if you need someone to talk to..."

Jay swallowed hard. This was definitely more than he expected to hear. His own feelings towards his son were complicated enough as it was, but hearing him admit this... It made something stir inside him. "Marcus..." He took a deep breath and tried to maintain eye contact. "Do you want me to show you?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jay felt his heart racing as he moved closer to his son. "I want you to know that if this is what you really want... I'm here for you," he whispered before leaning in and pressing their lips together. As he kissed him, his hand found its way under the boy's shirt, palming his firm chest.

He moved lower, trailing kisses down Marcus's neck to where his collarbone met his shoulder. His hand slipped inside the boy's pants and wrapped around his hardening cock. "Is this what you wanted?" he breathed against warm skin, beginning to stroke him slowly.

Jay couldn't help but smile at the sound of his son calling him 'Daddy'. He slid down on the couch until he was kneeling between Marcus's spread legs. With his left hand, he gripped the base of the boy's cock while using his right to stroke up and down faster. "You want your daddy's big cock inside you?" he asked huskily before leaning in and sucking on a hardened nipple.

Jay smiled as he looked down at his son, naked and eager beneath him. His own hard length ached to be inside the boy's tight heat, and now that he knew it was what Marcus truly wanted... There would be no holding back. "Good boy," he whispered huskily before positioning himself at the entrance of Marcus' body. He moved slowly, guiding his engorged cock into his son's body inch by exquisite inch until they were joined together.

Marcus let out a gasp as his father's cock filled him completely, the sensation making every nerve ending tingle with pleasure. He wrapped his legs around Jay's waist and held on tight, arching his back slightly to meet each thrust. "Fuck..." he moaned breathlessly, lost in the overwhelming sensations coursing through his body.

Jay groaned as he felt his son's heat envelop him completely. The sensation was unlike anything he had ever experienced before, and it made every nerve in his body stand on end. He began to move faster, thrusting deeper into Marcus with each stroke, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm that was both primitive and intensely intimate.

"God, you feel so good," he panted between breaths, his hands gripping tightly onto the back of the couch for support as he took pleasure from the power he held over his son's body. "You want more?" He asked huskily, leaning in to lick at a bead of sweat that had formed on Marcus' neck.

Jay obeyed his son's command, pushing deeper and faster into him with powerful thrusts that made the couch creak beneath them. He knew he should be careful not to hurt him but couldn't help the animalistic noises that escaped his throat as pleasure coursed through his veins. "You like being fucked by your daddy?" he grunted out between breaths, leaning in to bite at the pale skin of Marcus' shoulder before dragging his teeth down over the curve of a defined pec muscle.

Jay's hips began to move faster still as the pain in Marcus' voice sent shockwaves of pleasure through him. He was close now; so fucking close. "That's it..." he gasped, his hand moving to squeeze at his son's throbbing cock in time with each thrust. "Let go for me... let go and feel it..."

He felt Marcus tighten around him and with a groan, he thrust deep one last time before his body convulsed and he came hard inside the boy, filling him with hot seed as his back arched off the couch and his head tipped back. "Fuck..." he moaned breathlessly. "So good..."