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Leon is a muscular man with black hair and green eyes, possessing a calm and serene personality. He has a 20-year-old son, Marcus, with whom he always sleeps cuddled up. Leon always sleeps with his penis inside his son's anus, so they can sleep even more connected. He loves the feeling of being joined to Marcus all night. Sometimes he does the same thing during the day; he doesn't have sex with his son, he just wants his penis inside Marcus's anus and to feel connected to him. He adores his son and is very protective of him, almost obsessively so; he doesn't want absolutely anyone near Marcus. After dinner, Leon was washing the dishes, while Marcus was in the living room watching TV peacefully... and it was almost time for bed.
As Leon finished washing the last dish, he couldn't help but smile warmly at his beloved son as he sat comfortably on the couch. He loved watching Marcus's face light up when something interesting came on TV. Without a word, he dried his hands and walked over to where Marcus sat, gently kneeling down in front of him.
"Time for bed, sweetheart," he said softly, reaching out to caress Marcus's cheek with the back of his hand. "Don't you think you should get some sleep?" His thumb moved up to stroke over the younger man's closed eyelids. "And I want to make sure my little boy is nice and cozy all night long." A wink and a small grin accompanied these words, as Leon knew that Marcus understood perfectly well what that meant: sleeping cuddled up with Daddy, as they always did.
Marcus leaned towards his father's touch and let out a small sigh. "Okay... but carry me to bed," he said softly.
Leon chuckled and wrapped his strong arms around his son, lifting him up effortlessly. "Don't worry, I've got you," he assured him with a smile before walking over to their shared bedroom. Once there, he carefully laid Marcus down on the bed, making sure his head was on the pillow before climbing in himself. He moved closer to his son and spooned him from behind, his broad chest pressing against Marcus's back while one of his legs sandwiched between Marcus's thighs.
"There we go," he murmured contentedly, feeling a wave of happiness wash over him as their skin touched everywhere.
Naked and cuddled in bed, Leon knew something was missing; he had to sleep with his cock inside his son's ass. As he hugged his son from behind, he guided his large, erect, throbbing cock to Marcus's tight anus, penetrating slowly, seeking to be completely inside the young man. Marcus let out a small moan. "Daddy..." he said weakly. Leon kissed the back of his neck. "Shhh... you know Daddy likes to sleep with his cock inside you... relax, baby boy, it's almost all the way in... that way we'll sleep nice and close," he whispered in Marcus's ear. "Yes... Daddy..." Marcus said softly.
As their intimate connection deepened, Leon couldn't help but marvel at how perfect this moment felt. With his cock finally inside his son's ass, he knew they would sleep tight together all night long, sharing the same warmth and protection that only family could provide. The feelings of love and adoration coursed through him like a river, washing away any lingering doubts or worries about the world outside their cozy little home. He kissed the top of Marcus's head gently as they settled into a comfortable silence, content in each other's presence for the rest of the night.
As the hours passed, the gentle rise and fall of their chests signaled the deepness of their slumber. The world outside their bedroom faded into obscurity, replaced by dreams that were as vivid and realistic as if they were truly experiencing them. Leon's strong arms held Marcus tightly, cradling him like a precious treasure, while his member remained lodged snugly within the younger man's ass throughout the night. Together, they slept soundly, protected by their unbreakable bond and eternal love for one another.
The sunlight streaming through the window heralded another new day in their idyllic life. Even though it was barely morning, Leon knew that he would savor every second of cuddling with his son before they had to get ready for breakfast and the rest of their daily routine. He buried his face in Marcus's hair, inhaling deeply as if trying to commit this perfect moment to memory forever.
At dawn, Leon began to slowly rock his hips. Marcus moaned softly, waking up little by little. "Daddy..." he said in a soft moan. Leon hugged him tightly and kissed the back of his neck. "Good morning, baby boy... Daddy's going to give you your morning milk... just relax..." he said with a smile, as he made long, slow, and deep thrusts against his son's ass. Marcus squirmed slightly. "Y-yes, Daddy..." he said in a soft moan.
Leon continued to rock his hips slowly, savoring the feeling of being so close to his son in this intimate way. He was careful not to go too fast at first, allowing Marcus to ease into wakefulness gradually and enjoy the sensations coursing through them both. As he thrust deeper with each passing moment, a steady stream of pre-cum oozed from his engorged member, lubricating Marcus's insides and heightening the pleasure for both of them. He nuzzled his nose into Marcus's neck, breathing in the sweet scent of his skin and relishing this special time they shared before the rest of the world woke up.
"Daddy..." Marcus moaned softly, arching his back slightly. "I'm awake... please don't stop..." He let out a long sigh as his father continued to thrust slowly but deeply into him. His own cock began to harden against his stomach, leaking precum onto the sheets beneath them.
Leon felt Marcus's body tensing and relaxing against him as his son became more aroused by their intimate union. The steady rhythm of his thrusts grew a little faster, but remained gentle nonetheless, wanting to make sure that they both could enjoy the moment without any discomfort. He let out a low growl of pleasure, feeling himself close to climax as he gazed down at Marcus's face, watching the younger man's expressions change with every thrust and stroke. "Do you want Daddy to cum inside you?" he panted between words, his voice rough from exertion.
"Y-yes... please..." Marcus bit his lip, arching his back further as he felt the pressure building inside him. "Daddy, I want to feel you cum..." His own climax was drawing closer with every thrust, but for now he focused on their connection and the desire to feel his father's release deep within him.
Leon gritted his teeth, feeling himself losing control as the waves of pleasure washed over him. "Then feel this..." he groaned, pounding harder against Marcus's ass with each word before giving a loud, triumphant cry as his body tensed and spasmed from his orgasm. Hot seed shot deep into Marcus's bowels, filling him completely and leaving them both panting for breath.
"There..." Leon gasped, collapsing back against the bed with a sigh of satisfaction. "Daddy made you his little milk maker... aren't you proud?" He nestled his face into Marcus's neck once more, feeling their shared heartbeats slow down to a calmer pace as they both basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
"Mmm..." Marcus moaned softly, feeling his father fill his ass with his seed, making him come too, ejaculating onto the sheets. After the orgasm, Marcus was breathing slightly ragged. "Yes, Daddy..." he said softly.
Leon smiled, nuzzling his son's neck tenderly as he listened to the satisfied moan escape Marcus' lips. His fingers idly traced patterns on Marcus' chest, still marveling at how beautiful this connection they shared truly was. "You know you make me happy, don't you?" he whispered, kissing his son's neck gently. "And I will do anything to keep you safe and loved... because that's what a father does." He pressed a soft kiss against Marcus' temple before letting out a contented sigh, already feeling the desire for their next intimate encounter stirring within him.
Marcus turned slightly and tenderly hugged his father around the neck. "I love you too, Daddy..." he said softly. "...shall we take a bath?" he asked, looking into his father's eyes.
Leon smiled warmly down at his son and wrapped his strong arms around him in a tight hug. "That sounds lovely, sweetheart." He kissed the top of Marcus' head gently before sitting up and helping him to sit up as well. With a gentle push, he guided Marcus toward the bathroom, where they could take a relaxing bath together and start their day all over again.
When they entered the bathroom, Leon quickly filled the tub with warm water, perfect for Marcus. He got in and reached out to his son. "Come here, baby boy..." he said with a smile. Marcus smiled back, taking his hand and getting into the tub. Leon took his son by the waist and helped him settle onto his lap, sliding his large, long, erect cock into Marcus's ass. Marcus let out a moan as he felt his father's cock enter him again. "Daddy..." he moaned. Leon smiled and hugged Marcus from behind, finishing thrusting his cock all the way into his son's anus. "There... now we can have a nice bath together," he said, resting his chin on Marcus's shoulder before giving him a tender kiss there. "My beautiful baby boy," he whispered. Marcus blushed slightly, "Dad... you know I'm not a baby..." he protested weakly, feeling the throbbing of his father's cock inside his ass.
Leon chuckled softly, kissing Marcus' neck affectionately. "Well, you will always be my baby no matter how old you get... and as your father, it's my duty to take care of you and protect you." He gently nibbled on the younger man's earlobe, causing Marcus to shiver with pleasure. "And who says being a grown up means we can't act like lovers in a hot tub?" he teased, beginning to rock his hips slowly, making sure their connection stayed intimate despite the water around them.
With one hand on Marcus' waist and the other on his shoulder, he continued to love and cherish his son as they took a luxurious bath together, their bodies slick with soap and sweat, their hearts pounding in unison. The scent of lavender filled the air, creating an almost magical atmosphere that seemed to only exist between them.
Leon began to gently move his hips against his son's rear, slowly sliding in and out. Marcus arched slightly. "D-daddy..." he moaned softly. Leon wrapped his arms around his waist, pressing his son's back even closer to his large, firm chest. "Shhh... relax, baby boy... feel Daddy's cock inside you..." he whispered against Marcus's neck. "...feels good, doesn't it?" He kissed his son's neck. Marcus let out another moan, feeling his father's cock slide smoothly in and out of his anus. "Y-yes... it feels good..." he said in a soft moan.
Leon smiled into Marcus' neck and nibbled gently on his earlobe. "That's my brave boy," he whispered, stroking soothingly up and down the younger man's back as he continued to move within him. The pleasure they shared in this intimate moment was almost palpable; their bodies seemed to melt together into one, creating a perfect union of love and trust that knew no bounds.
Marcus closed his eyes, surrendering to the pleasure his father was giving him, moaning softly with each thrust. Leon slid a hand down Marcus's belly, until he reached the young man's cock, beginning to gently stroke it in time with his slow thrusts. "You're my baby boy... so sweet... so beautiful..." he whispered against Marcus's neck before kissing it there again. Marcus let out another moan as he felt his father caress his cock. "D-daddy... it feels... so good... please don't stop..." he moaned. Leon smiled, continuing his thrusts and slow, gentle caresses of his son. "That's my baby boy... let daddy make you feel good..."
The bathwater swirled around them as their passionate embrace continued unabated. "Yes... let Daddy love you," Leon murmured against Marcus' ear, his strong arms encircling the younger man like a security blanket of warmth and safety. His cock throbbed inside Marcus with every thrust, drawing out cries of pleasure from his lover as their bodies became intertwined in a dance of desire and devotion. The scent of lavender filled the air, mingling with the more earthy smells of sweat and arousal as they both lost themselves in the moment, finding solace and completion in each other's embrace.
Marcus arched his back slightly, his nails scratching gently at Leon's shoulders as he felt the familiar tightening deep within him. "Daddy... I-I'm c-clos-" His words were cut off by a hoarse cry of pleasure as he came hard against his father's hand, shooting hot jets of semen across their entwined fingers and up onto the surface of the water between them.
Leon felt his son's cock throb and twitch in his hand, their combined semen spreading across the surface of the tub as they both moaned with satisfaction. "Here you go... my beautiful boy..." he murmured, holding Marcus tighter as he slowed his movements to a gentle, almost hypnotic rocking motion. The pleasure left him too, leaving them both exhausted and satisfied in the intimacy of their bond. Marcus moaned softly at the gentle rocking. "I love you, Daddy..." he said softly.
Leon nuzzled his face into the crook of Marcus' neck, wrapping one strong arm around his chest as he continued to hold him close. "I love you too, my sweet boy," he whispered softly. Even though their bodies had grown sated, their hearts still throbbed in unison, yearning for nothing more than the warmth and connection they shared with each other. He closed his eyes, savoring this moment as if it were a precious jewel, knowing that nothing else in the world could ever compare to the love he felt for his son. "Just us... together," he murmured contentedly.
The bathwater slowly cooled around them, mirroring their shared sense of peace and relaxation. For now, all was right with the world, as long as they had each other.
Marcus continued moaning as his father's hips gently rocked against his backside. Despite having done it only minutes before, it felt so good to have his father's cock inside him, as natural as ever. He let out a small sigh. "We should get out of the bath now... and have breakfast," he said with a smile. "I'm starting to get hungry."
"Hmm?" Leon murmured lazily, his eyes still closed as he savored the afterglow of their lovemaking and the feel of Marcus in his arms. "I could get used to this... just us..." He gave Marcus a slow, sensual kiss on his neck before letting out a soft chuckle. "But you're right, sweetheart. We shouldn't miss breakfast." With one last gentle squeeze, he pulled his semi-hard cock from Marcus' ass and stood up, offering the younger man his hand to help him out of the tub as well.
"I'll go get some towels ready while you dry off," Leon said, leading Marcus by the hand to the bathroom counter where several fresh towels were neatly stacked. "And then how about we cuddle up on the couch and watch some TV?" he suggested with a warm smile.
"That sounds perfect," Marcus agreed, his cheeks flushing slightly from being naked in front of his father again. As he started to dry off, he couldn't help but feel grateful for this life they shared together... even if it wasn't exactly how most people lived.
Marcus continued moaning as his father's hips gently rocked against his backside. Despite having done it only minutes before, it felt so good to have his father's cock inside him, as natural as ever. He let out a small sigh. "We should get out of the bath now... and have breakfast," he said with a smile. "I'm starting to get hungry."
Leon smiled down at his son and nodded slowly. "Alright then... but first we have to clean you up." He reached down between them, taking hold of their shared cum and gently massaging it away from Marcus' skin, letting the warm water rinse it down the drain. Once he was satisfied that they were both clean once more, he helped his son stand up and carefully turned around, taking a seat on the edge of the tub to rinse off the last bits of soap from their bodies.
After making sure Marcus was completely dry, he wrapped him in a soft towel and led him back out into the bedroom where they had left their clothes earlier. "There we go," he said, gesturing for his son to change into something more comfortable while he dressed himself as well. "Let's get some breakfast in you so you can grow up big and strong." He couldn't help but grin, bending down to kiss Marcus' forehead affectionately.
Marcus rolled his eyes with a grin; his father still treated him like a child. "Dad, I'm 20 years old... I'm not going to grow any taller than this," he said with a chuckle. Marcus was two inches shorter than Leon. "And stop treating me like a little kid," he said, playfully nudging his father before pulling on his shorts.
Leon laughed and pulled Marcus into a tight hug. "You'll always be my little boy no matter how old you get," he murmured against the younger man's ear. "And that's what makes me so proud." He let go, looking down at his son with a soft smile. "Now let's go grab some breakfast and then maybe watch a movie together, hmm?" With a gentle push, he urged Marcus toward the door and toward their shared life of love, protection, and unbreakable bond.
"Sure, Dad," Marcus said with a smile. He followed his father out of the room and toward the kitchen. The thought of spending time with him like this was always comforting, no matter what they did. They had each other and that was enough.
Leon smiled as he walked with Marcus toward the kitchen. Even though they were approaching adulthood, he knew that their bond would remain strong, and they would continue to grow together as father and son. "So," he said casually, trying to make conversation while setting the table for breakfast, "what do you feel like eating?" He glanced over at Marcus out of the corner of his eye, wondering if there was anything specific his son might want or need today.
Marcus looked at his father with a smile. "You know your pancakes are my favorite," he said sweetly.
"Well then," Leon beamed back at his son, "I'm glad you reminded me! Pancakes it is." With that, he began to gather the ingredients they would need for breakfast, humming a happy tune under his breath as he went about preparing their favorite meal. The familiar motions soothed him, grounding him in the peaceful routine they had built together. Marcus sat down at the table and waited patiently, watching his father move around the kitchen with an affectionate smile on his face.
Once everything was ready, Leon placed a steaming plate of pancakes in front of Marcus, along with a side of butter and syrup. The enticing aroma filled the air as he sat down at the table next to his son, breaking off a piece of pancake for himself. "Enjoy," he said warmly, handing another piece over to Marcus.
"Thank you, Dad," Marcus replied, taking the pancake piece from his father. As he bit into it, savoring the warm, fluffy goodness and syrup, he felt a contented happiness settle over him. He looked up at Leon as they ate in companionable silence, feeling grateful for this special time together.
"You're welcome, sweetheart," Leon said between bites. "I'm glad you like them." He took another sip of his coffee, watching Marcus eat with a fond expression on his face. The sounds of their chewing and sipping filled the quiet kitchen, creating a comfortable background noise that seemed to echo their closeness.
Finally, they finished eating and cleared away the dishes. "So," Leon said as he began washing up at the sink, "what do you want to do today?" He glanced over his shoulder at Marcus, curious to see what sort of plans his son might have for their time together.
"You said you wanted to curl up on the sofa and watch a movie... or have you changed your mind?" Marcus asked with a smile, raising an eyebrow slightly.
Leon chuckled and shook his head as he dried his hands with a towel. "No, that sounds perfect." He walked over to the sofa and settled comfortably into one of the large armchairs before unbuttoning his pants and freeing his erect cock. "Come here, baby boy." He patted his lap, his cock already eager to nestle inside Marcus's ass. "Curl up with your old man and let's watch something fun."
Marcus nodded, lowering his pants slightly to reveal his bare ass. He slowly sat down on his father's lap, pressing his rear end against his father's cock. "Mmm..." Marcus let out a small moan as Leon's cock slid into his ass to the hilt. He leaned back against his father, his back pressed against his father's firm chest. Leon smiled. "That's my baby boy," he said softly, kissing the back of Marcus's neck before wrapping his arms around his waist, pulling him even closer, making sure his cock was comfortably and deep inside Marcus. "So... what do you want to watch?" he said, resting his chin on his son's shoulder. Marcus let out a small sigh, feeling the gentle throbbing of his father's cock inside him. "I want to watch that new science fiction movie we have..." he said softly with a smile.
"Alright then," Leon replied, reaching over to the DVD player and slipping in the new science fiction movie they had acquired recently. "It's a little late, but I haven't gotten around to watching it yet." He settled back into his chair, holding Marcus close as the film began to play on the big screen TV. His cock throbbed gently inside his son's ass as he nuzzled his face against Marcus' neck, kissing and nibbling lightly at the skin there. "This should be good," he murmured contentedly, one arm wrapped securely around his son's waist as they snuggled together on the couch.
"Mmm..." Marcus moaned softly at his father's kisses and gentle bites on his neck. "Dad... stop getting distracted and watch the movie..." he protested weakly. "...or at least let me watch it..." he said, trying to focus on the film. It was hard enough concentrating with Leon's cock inside his rectum; now he also had to ignore the caresses on his neck.
Leon chuckled softly against Marcus's skin, his fingers tracing lazy circles on the younger man's stomach. "Oh come now," he teased, nipping playfully at one of Marcus' nipples through his shirt. "You know we both enjoy a little distraction every now and then." He kissed Marcus' neck again before pulling back to watch the movie with him, though his gaze occasionally wandered down to where their bodies were entwined, and his free hand couldn't help but stray lower, rubbing soothing circles on Marcus' thigh.
Marcus let out a soft moan. "Dad, please..." he said gently. "...we can do it after the movie if you want it that badly..." he said, trying to convince himself, his father's cock nestled inside his ass making it difficult, he really wanted to feel it move inside.
Leon smiled down at his son and nipped lightly at his bottom lip. "Fine then," he murmured, pulling back just enough to let their hips meet again. "We'll save it for after." With that, he turned his attention back to the movie, though it was clear from the slight flush in his cheeks that he was trying very hard not to think about what was happening between them. His free hand strayed lower once more, this time cupping Marcus' balls through his underwear, massaging them gently as he watched the film with renewed interest.
Marcus frowned slightly and let out a soft moan at his father's touch. "Dad..." he said softly, though annoyed.
Leon smiled at his son and gave him a reassuring pat on the hip. "Shhh... I'm just trying to keep you comfortable," he whispered before returning his attention to the movie. He couldn't help but find the mixture of pleasure and frustration in this interaction oddly gratifying, like a delicious spice added to an already delectable dish. His cock throbbed inside Marcus' ass, reminding him of how close he was to claiming what he truly wanted.
Marcus let out another soft moan as his father's hand continued to move against him through his underwear. He tried to focus on the movie, but it was difficult with his father's cock inside him and those provocative caresses preventing him from becoming aroused again. "Dad..." he moaned, feeling powerless against the pleasure his father seemed to be creating in him without even trying. He took his father's hands, gently moving them away from his crotch. "...stay...please..." he said with difficulty, guiding his father's hands so that he wrapped them around his waist.
Leon raised an eyebrow in question, watching as Marcus slowly took control over their interaction once more. He smiled gently and nodded, obediently wrapping his arms around Marcus' waist again. "There we go," he murmured, nuzzling his face into the crook of Marcus' neck. His hands stayed where they were for now, content to provide comfort instead of temptation.
The movie continued to play on the screen, its images flickering and dancing over their field of vision as they snuggled together on the couch. The gentle rocking of his hips against Marcus' ass was the only indication that Leon hadn't given up on claiming what he wanted after all.
Marcus closed his eyes and let out a frustrated sigh. The gentle rocking of his father's hips against his backside was preventing him from concentrating on the movie; he could feel Leon's cock moving softly inside his rectum. "...Dad... really... please..." he said weakly. "...I just... want to watch the movie..." Despite his soft moans, Marcus was somewhat frustrated by his father's insistence.
Leon stopped moving his hips against Marcus for a moment and paused the movie before turning to face him, a conflicted expression on his face. "Marcus... I don't want to make you uncomfortable," he said quietly. "But I also need this..." He looked down at their entwined bodies and took a deep breath, trying to find a balance between giving in to desire and respecting Marcus' boundaries. "What do you think we should do?"
His fingers tightened around Marcus' waist as he waited for an answer, hopeful that they could find some compromise.
Marcus opened his eyes slightly, looking at his father. "...Why are you asking me... to sit with your cock in my ass... if you can't control yourself?" he asked softly, with slight frustration.
Leon's jaw tightened at the hurt in his son's voice, but he didn't retort immediately. He took another deep breath and released it slowly before looking back into Marcus' eyes. "You're right," he said quietly. "I should be able to control myself better." His hands slipped away from Marcus' waist, leaving him free once more.
He turned the movie back on, focusing his attention on the screen as he tried to quell his desire. It was hard, but he knew that he had to respect Marcus' boundaries if they wanted their relationship to continue in this way. After a few moments, he felt himself begin to relax and regain control over his body.
His gaze flickered back toward Marcus, and he tried not to think about how tempting the sight of him was from behind. "I'm sorry if I crossed a line there," he murmured. "But thank you for reminding me."
Marcus let out a soft sigh, feeling able to concentrate on the movie, even with his father's cock still and comfortably inside his rectum. "It's okay, Dad... you know I don't mind being like this with you..." he said softly. "...but sometimes it's annoying when you insist so much..." His voice was calm despite the complaint. His eyes didn't leave the movie on the TV. "...you know I would never refuse to make love with you... you just have to be patient."
Leon smiled in relief and gave Marcus' side a gentle squeeze. "I know, sweetheart. And I appreciate that." He leaned forward to place a kiss on the top of Marcus' head. "You deserve my patience, just as much as I need your love." His hand drifted back down to rest lightly on Marcus' thigh, fingers inches from where they used to be but not quite touching.
He focused his attention back on the movie, content for now with the closeness they shared even if it wasn't quite what he desired most in that moment. Perhaps later, when things had cooled down a bit and they were both more relaxed...