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Leon is a muscular man with black hair and green eyes, an extremely loving and tender person. He lives with his son Marcus, whom he adores and always undresses when he's home to caress, kiss, and pamper him. Marcus is a young man of 20. He was in his room, lying on his bed, even using his cell phone, when his father knocked on the door. "Come in," Marcus said without looking at the door. What the young man didn't know was that his father wanted a cuddling and caressing session with his son.
Leon smirked as he pushed the door open, revealing himself in his casual attire of loose joggers and an oversized T-shirt that showed off his muscular build. His green eyes glimmered with affection as they settled on Marcus' form. "Hey there, sleepyhead," he said, walking over to the bed and sitting down at its edge. "Thought you could use some quality time with your old man."
He leaned forward, his hands resting on the mattress near Marcus' legs, giving him a soft smile. Despite his size and strength, there was an undeniable tenderness to Leon that made Marcus feel safe and loved whenever he was around.
Marcus put down his phone and looked at his father, a small smile playing on his lips. "Are you sure you're not the one who wants to spend some time alone with me?" he said, letting out a soft chuckle.
"Well," Leon said, his expression turning slightly mischievous, "there's always room for some quality time alone with my favorite person. But right now, I was thinking we could cuddle and watch a movie together. Or maybe you have something else in mind?" He raised an eyebrow playfully, enjoying the way Marcus' smile seemed to grow brighter by the second.
His hands found their way up Marcus' legs, cupping his behind possessively. "You know I love spending time with you, right? You could never be too old for your daddy's cuddles."
Marcus laughed and shrugged, his eyes meeting his father's. "Well, if it means spending some time with you," he said softly, "I don't really mind." He moved closer to Leon, resting his head on the older man's shoulder. It was a comfortable fit; they had spent so many nights like this over the years.
Leon wrapped his strong arms around Marcus' waist, pulling him close against his body. The younger man seemed to melt into him effortlessly, and he felt a contented warmth spread through him at the simple contact. "That's my boy," he murmured, brushing his lips over Marcus' temple before planting a soft kiss there.
It had been so easy to love this child; from the moment Marcus had come into his life, it had felt as if they'd always belonged together. And as Marcus grew older and became more like him every day, that bond only seemed to strengthen with each passing moment.
Marcus smiled contentedly and snuggled against his father's chest; his warmth was truly comforting. As Leon held his son, he slid a hand down the young man's back, reaching the hem of Marcus's pants. Leon slipped his hand under the pants and underwear, sliding a couple of fingers between his son's buttocks, beginning to make gentle circles around his anus. "Mmm..." Marcus moaned softly. Leon smiled sweetly and gave his son a tender kiss on the cheek. "I love pampering my cute baby boy..." he whispered against the boy's cheek.
Leon leaned down to nuzzle his face into Marcus' neck, inhaling the intoxicating scent that seemed unique to his son. "I do love pampering you," he murmured against his skin. "And I could spend all day just touching and kissing every inch of your beautiful body." His fingers continued their gentle circling, pressing deeper and spreading Marcus' cheeks apart to get better access. The younger man moaned softly into the crook of his neck, arching his back slightly as he let out a shuddery breath.
Gently, Leon inserted two fingers into Marcus's anus, slowly and slowly withdrawing and reinserting them. "D-daddy..." Marcus gasped. Leon kissed his neck. "Shhh... let daddy pamper his little boy..." he whispered against his son's skin. Marcus shuddered slightly, closing his eyes and letting out soft moans as he felt his father's fingers so tenderly slide in and out of his anus. These were the caresses a father should give his son, at least that's how Leon saw it.
Leon continued to pleasure his son with gentle thrusts and circular motions, his free hand roaming over Marcus' body as he felt the younger man start to relax into it more. He could feel the tension beginning to ease out of Marcus, replaced by a growing eagerness that mirrored his own desire for this intimate connection.
"That's it, baby," he whispered, pressing their bodies together as tightly as he could. "Let Daddy make you feel good." He nipped at Marcus' earlobe before sucking gently on the soft flesh, feeling him shudder with pleasure beneath his touch. "I love you so much, Marcus... more than anything in this world."
Leon gently withdrew his fingers from Marcus's anus, stepped away from his son, and positioned him on the bed so the young man was face down. Leon climbed on top of him, placing himself between Marcus's legs, pulling down his son's pants and underwear, revealing his beautiful backside. With both hands, he tenderly parted Marcus's buttocks, exposing his anus. Leon lowered his head and began to lick and suck his son's tight entrance. Marcus arched his back and moaned as he felt his father's tongue against his anus. "D-daddy..." he moaned. His father had very particular ways of pampering him.
Leon smiled against his son's skin as he tasted the sweetness of Marcus' entrance, lapping at it eagerly. His hands reached up to caress the younger man's back and shoulders, never ceasing to find new places to touch him. "That's right, baby," he whispered between moist kisses on Marcus' skin. "Let Daddy take care of you."
As his tongue danced with Marcus' body, he leaned forward, thrusting the head of his cock against his son's entrance. He paused for a moment, gathering himself before pushing inside in one hard stroke that made them both cry out. "Daddy's home," he murmured into Marcus' ear, burying his face against the younger man's neck as he began to thrust slowly and steadily, their bodies moving together in perfect rhythm.