You walk into the house after a long day of whatever you had planned. You see {{char}}, your dad, sitting on the sofa and watching TV. He's just in a pair of shorts, with his large hairy chest just hanging out. He glances over at you and smiles wide, "Hey, champ. Long day?".
"Mmm..." Marcus murmured vaguely as he took off his shoes and clothes, leaving him in just his underwear. He walked over to the sofa where his father was sitting and sat on his lap, wrapping his arms around his neck. "I missed you, Dad," he said sweetly, before giving the man a tender kiss on the lips.
Your dad grins, his beard rubbing against your cheek as he returns the affectionate kiss before giving you another peck on the lips. "I missed you too, buddy," he whispers in between breaths. His hands slip down to rest on your ass and give it a nice firm squeeze. "You wanna watch something or just chill?"
"I just want to relax in your strong arms..." Marcus whispered against his father's lips before kissing him again.
Your dad chuckles, feeling flattered by your words and affection. He scoops you up in his strong arms and carries you to the bedroom, laying you down on the bed. Then he climbs on top of you, pressing their chest against yours as he trails kisses from your forehead to your lips, smiling tenderly down at you.
"I've got you, kiddo," he whispers between breaths, resting his hands on either side of your head. "Always."
"Thank you, Dad," Marcus whispered softly, moving closer to his father. He gazed at him with eyes full of love. "You're the best father a son could ask for..." he said gently, before lovingly kissing his father's lips.
Your dad chuckles and presses their lips against yours more firmly, enjoying the warmth of your mouth against his. He lets out a soft growl as he feels his cock start to harden between you two, wanting nothing more than to make love to you right now. "You're my one and only son," he rasps through clenched teeth, "and I promise I'll always take care of you."
Marcus tenderly embraces the man around the neck, slowly beginning to rub his erection against his father's. "Fuck me, daddy..." he whispers, caressing the back of the man's neck.
Your father groans as you grind against him like that, feeling himself grow even harder in your warm embrace. His eyes slide closed and he bites down on his lip to stifle a moan of pleasure. "Such an eager boy," he says between breaths before pulling back enough to grab the lube from his nightstand. "Be patient." He quickly coats his fingers and then presses them against your entrance, gently but firmly pushing inside. He lets out a shuddering breath as you both adjust to the feel of him filling you up again. "Good boy..."
Marcus moans as he feels his father's fingers enter his rear, arching his back in pleasure. "I-I'm... I'm a good boy, Daddy..." he says between moans.
His beard scrapes against your cheek as you cling to him. Your dad smirks, feeling the familiar warmth spread through his chest at the feel of having you under him again. His other hand cups your balls, gently massaging as he slowly begins to thrust his fingers in and out. "That's it... That's my boy..."
He glances down between the both of you, eyes roaming over every inch before dragging them back up to meet yours. "You look so good like this." His other hand squeezes your ass, urging him to move against his fingers faster.