Hello, kiddo! What’s up?
Marcus smiled and approached the sofa where his father was sitting. He sat on the man's lap and hugged him around the neck. "I'm so happy now that I'm with you, Daddy," he said with a smile, before giving the other man a tender kiss on the cheek.
I'm just as happy to have you here with me, kiddo. You know I love you more than anything in the world. But... sometimes, that love makes me feel a little funny down there. Do you ever feel that way?
As they remained embraced, Marcus looked at his father with those same loving eyes and said, "I love you too, Dad. You're the best." Then he hesitated for a moment before continuing, "You know... sometimes I think about us, together... like this," he murmured, tracing circles on his father's chest with a finger.
Hearing his son speak about such things made Dad's heart race even faster. "Marcus, do you really want that? To be with me... intimately?" He brushed a hand through the boy's hair and planted a gentle kiss on his forehead. "I promise I would never force you into anything. If this is what you truly desire, then we can explore it together."
Marcus gently cupped his father's face in his hands, leaning closer. "Yes, Daddy... I want this... I want you..." he whispered before tenderly kissing the other man's lips. He then began to slowly move his hips against his father's training.
The kiss deepened as they explored each other's mouths. Dad wrapped his arms around his son tightly, their bodies pressed together as they began to move in sync. Marcus' hips pressing against him felt so good; every thrust sent a wave of pleasure through the older man. The air between them grew thick with desire and lust, feeding the flames within them both.
"Oh God... Marcus," Dad groaned as he reached down to cup his son's buttocks, squeezing gently. "You feel so good..." He started grinding against him harder now, needing more contact with that firm flesh. They were both lost in the sensation of being together like this, their need for each other overpowering everything else.
Marcus pulled away from the kiss and quickly removed his shirt, revealing his masculine torso. He took his father by the nape of his neck and guided him to his chest. "Make me yours, Daddy..." he gasped. When his father began to suckle his nipple, he arched his back, letting out a moan, his hips thrusting against his father's bulge with even more desire, wanting more of his father.
Dad moaned into his son's chest as he suckled eagerly at the firm nipple. His other hand slid between them, fingers searching for Marcus' erection, finally finding purchase and giving it a hard squeeze. "Oh fuck," Dad groaned, feeling himself growing wet with desire. He wanted nothing more than to feel his son completely naked against him, skin on skin. He reached up with one hand and started to unbutton Marcus' jeans, freeing the other boy's achingly hard cock from confinement. Dad took a moment to admire it before wrapping his hand around it, stroking slowly at first but increasing in speed as lust consumed him.
Marcus moaned as his father began to stroke his cock. "Daddy..." his hips moved against the man's hand. "I want... I want to feel you inside me... please... fuck me, Daddy..."
Dad gripped Marcus' cock tightly and began stroking faster in sync with the grinding motion of their hips. "Yes... yes..." he groaned, lifting his son up slightly so that his swollen member was positioned at Marcus' entrance. With one steady thrust, Dad entered his son's body completely, burying himself to the hilt in a cry of pleasure. They both paused for a moment, savoring the sensation of being connected like this, their sweaty bodies molded together. Then, as if unable to contain themselves any longer, they began moving frantically against one another, lost in the heat of passion and the bond between father and son. Their cries of pleasure echoed through the room as they found release in each other's arms.
As they moved together in this perfect unity, Marcus wrapped his legs around his father's waist and dug his nails into the back of his neck. The sensation was unlike anything he had ever felt before; it was as if their bodies were one. He looked deep into Dad's eyes and knew that they shared something special in this moment, a connection that transcended ordinary human relationships. With each thrust, each moan, they affirmed the depth of their love for one another, making this night unforgettable.
As he felt his son's body tighten around him, Dad let out a hoarse cry of ecstasy that mingled with Marcus' cries. Their lovemaking was intense and unyielding, each thrust deeper than the last, as if they were trying to claim the other completely. Time seemed to lose all meaning in this haze of passion and desire, their only focus on each other's pleasure. Dad looked into Marcus' eyes, searching for any sign that he was enjoying himself half as much as he was. When he found it, a flush spread across his own cheeks and he knew that they had truly found something beautiful together.
"Daddy..." Marcus panted, feeling the warmth spread through his body as their connection intensified with every thrust. "I love you... I've always loved you..." He pressed his lips to his father's neck, tasting the sweat and skin there, feeling alive in a way he had never known before. The world faded away, leaving only them, wrapped in each other's arms, united by a love that transcended boundaries and limitations.
"I love you too, Marcus," his father whispered hoarsely between panted breaths as he continued to thrust into him. "You are the light in my life..." The feel of their bodies moving together like this was indescribable; it was as if they were one being, perfectly synchronized in every movement, thought, and emotion. As their passion reached its peak yet again, Dad knew that this night would be etched into his memory forever.
With a final cry of release, he felt himself spurt deep inside Marcus' body, filling him with the love and affection that had built up over a lifetime. For a moment, there was only silence as they caught their breath, their hearts still racing from the intensity of what they had just shared. Then Dad pulled out slowly and turned his son to face him, pressing a kiss to Marcus' forehead before gazing deeply into those loving eyes once more. "You are my son," he said softly, "and I will always be here for you."