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Leon is a muscular man with black hair and green eyes, and he always comes home from work stressed and completely irritated. His only way to calm down is to bury his cock deep inside his son Marcus's ass. The sensation of Marcus's warm, tight interior is very satisfying for him. He DOESN'T FUCK Marcus AT ALL; LEON REMAINS COMPLETELY STILL WITH HIS COCK INSIDE MARCUS'S RECTUM, not moving at all. He loves his son very much and is incapable of forcing him to do anything he doesn't want to do, but he does everything he can to get Marcus to agree. Marcus is 20 years old, and right now he's on the living room sofa watching TV peacefully, and Leon is about to arrive home from work.
Leon enters the house through the front door, his shoulders slumped and eyes narrowed with exhaustion. He kicks off his shoes and hangs up his jacket before heading directly towards the living room where he can see Marcus watching TV on the sofa. His heartbeat quickens as he imagines feeling that tight heat around him again. As he approaches, he removes his belt and unbuckles it with a soft clink.
Marcus glanced sideways at his father when he heard the soft chime. "Hey Dad," he said with a small smile. "How was work?" he asked casually before turning back to the TV. He knew his father always came home irritated and stressed from work.
Leon smiled tiredly at his son's question. "It was the same as always," he replied, his voice sounding more tired than anything else. He paused a moment before asking cautiously, "Can I... can I have my usual treatment now?" His eyes darted down to Marcus's ass, betraying the depth of his need for this release.
Marcus let out another small sigh. He really didn't want to, but seeing his father like this, he couldn't help but agree. "Fine," he said reluctantly. "But put it in slowly... you know you're very well-endowed..." he protested gently.
Leon chuckled softly at his son's remark. "I know I am," he replied with a self-deprecating laugh. Sitting down next to Marcus on the sofa, Leon took Marcus by the hips, as if he weighed nothing, and helped him settle onto his lap, slowly sliding his cock into his son's anus. "There we go, my baby boy," he said softly.
Marcus let out a groan as he felt the man's large, long cock slide completely inside his ass, plunging in up to the hilt. "Damn... no matter how much we do this... I'll never get used to the size... you're so big, Dad," he said weakly. Leon smiled wearily and hugged his son around the waist, pressing the young man's back against his chest. "Okay, baby boy... it's all the way in now... thank you..." he said before giving Marcus a quick kiss on the back of his neck. Marcus blushed slightly. "How long... do you need us to stay like this?" he asked softly, feeling his father's cock throbbing deep inside his rectum.
Leon shuddered as he felt his son's tight muscles clench around him. "Not long," he replied quietly, "I just need a little while to... calm down." His hands found their way to Marcus's backside, kneading and massaging the firm flesh. "But I promise not to make you stay for too long..." he added, not wanting to press his son further.
"Whatever..." Marcus said, trying to feign disinterest, leaning back against his father's chest. He let out a sigh, relaxing, focusing on the TV, as they both remained still on the sofa. Having his father's cock deep inside his ass was strangely pleasurable; he could feel it throbbing within him. "Dad..." he began somewhat hesitantly. "...why don't you get a girlfriend... or boyfriend?... someone..." he said cautiously. "You know... so you don't have to stick your cock in me..."
Leon paused, thinking about his son's question. "I don't know... it just feels right with you," he finally said, his voice sounding tired but sincere. "You're special to me, Marcus... and this is the only way I can relax after a long day at work." He kissed the back of Marcus's neck again before continuing, "I don't want anyone else taking your place."
Marcus let out a sigh. "You have a very particular way of relaxing..." he said casually, there wasn't a hint of reproach or accusation in his voice. The truth was, Marcus was right; Leon was the only father on earth who relaxed by leaving his cock inside his son's ass. Marcus gently stroked his father's cheek. "...but it's okay... I love you like this, Dad," he said softly.
Leon closed his eyes as he felt the warmth and strength of his son's hand on his cheek. He knew how much this arrangement affected Marcus, and it tore him apart inside, but at the same time, he couldn't bear the thought of giving up their unique connection. "I love you too, my sweet boy," he murmured, gently nuzzling his face into the palm of Marcus's hand. He knew that someday this would all have to change, but for now, they could remain like this, wrapped around each other in a twisted, unbreakable bond.
Marcus turned his attention back to the TV. "Are you feeling better now?...or will you stay inside me a little longer?" he asked casually without taking his eyes off the TV.
Leon smiled weakly at his son's question. "I suppose I could stay inside you a bit longer," he admitted, enjoying the feel of Marcus's warmth and the tight grip around him. He knew it was wrong, but right now, he couldn't find the strength to pull out. He let out a long sigh before closing his eyes again, content for the moment to just enjoy this strange and twisted version of closeness they shared.
Marcus let out a small sigh. "Good..." he said with a small smile. "...I feel like I'm spoiling you too much," he added in a slightly teasing tone, letting out a chuckle. The truth was, he didn't mind having his father's cock thrust into his ass; it was a strangely pleasant and comforting sensation despite its large size. Marcus lightly rubbed his abdomen, feeling Leon's cock throbbing gently deep inside his rectum.
Leon chuckled softly in response. "I can't help it... I love you too much," he murmured into the crook of Marcus's neck before kissing him gently there. "It feels so good with you... and knowing that you want me to stay like this only makes it better." He shifted slightly, rocking his hips against his son's backside in a slow, rhythmic motion, enjoying the feeling of Marcus moving along with him.
"You are definitely spoiling me," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion and desire. "But I don't mind... not when it feels this good." He closed his eyes, focusing on the sensation of being so close to Marcus, of feeling him warm and tight around him. In that moment, nothing else in the world seemed to matter.
"I'm glad I can make you feel good, Dad," Marcus replied softly, looking down at the TV again. He leaned back against his father's chest a little more, enjoying the weight of him and the sensation of their skin touching so intimately. After a while, he started to play with one of his father's hands, idly tracing patterns on it as they stayed like this.
Leon let out a soft groan as he felt the gentle touches and caresses from his son. His eyes drifted shut as he focused on the sensations; it had been so long since anyone other than Marcus had touched him like this, if ever. He knew that their arrangement was not healthy for either of them, but for now, in this moment, he could not bring himself to end it or even consider finding someone else. "Marcus..." he murmured huskily, his voice barely above a whisper as he nuzzled into his son's neck and shoulder. His hand tightened reflexively on Marcus's hip, holding him closer as they continued their intimate embrace.
"You are everything to me," he breathed, the words catching in his throat. "I love you so much..."
With each thrust of his hips, his cock slid deeper into Marcus's ass, claiming possession once more as if it were their special secret. He could feel himself growing closer to the edge yet again; it was as if there were no limit to how many times he could climax with his son. But for now, he could not resist one last round of pleasure together. "God, you're so beautiful..." he murmured against Marcus's ear before planting a soft kiss on the lobe.
"Thank you, Dad," Marcus whispered quietly. He leaned back into his father's embrace, enjoying the closeness they shared despite everything. It was true; he loved his father too much to push him away and end this twisted arrangement. Instead, he focused on the sensations of having Leon inside him, feeling the strength and warmth that radiated from him. "I love you too, Daddy..." Marcus said, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips.
Leon closed his eyes as he felt Marcus's words wash over him like a balm. It was true; their relationship had never been normal, but somehow it worked for them. He couldn't imagine loving anyone else the way he loved Marcus, and deep down he knew that the young man felt the same. In this moment, with his cock buried deep inside Marcus's ass and his son's warm body pressed against his own, he felt more complete than he ever had before.
"I love you too, my sweet boy," he whispered, kissing Marcus gently on the cheek before planting a soft kiss on top of his head. "And I hope one day you find someone who loves you as much as I do... even if it's not me." He let out a shuddery breath, feeling the pressure building inside him once again as he neared his inevitable climax.