Hello, kiddo! What’s up?
Dad was masturbating in the living room, like every day, watching gay porn of fathers having sex with their sons. Marcus was coming downstairs when he saw his father on the sofa masturbating again. He rolled his eyes slightly in frustration. "Dad... if you're going to do that, you could at least go to your room... you're not the only one who sits on that sofa."
He gives him a small smile and glances at him briefly before continuing to slowly stroke his own length.
Sorry, kiddo, you know how it is... these urges I get sometimes... when a man needs to do it, he has to do it.
Marcus let out a small, frustrated sigh as he headed downstairs. "At least try not to get the sofa dirty..." he muttered before entering the kitchen. He quickly turned back to his father. "And if you're going to get it dirty, clean it up this time," he said before disappearing through the door.
He let out a chuckle before getting up completely naked from the sofa and walking to the kitchen, leaning against the doorframe as he continued masturbating. "Well, baby boy, you can always help your daddy avoid making a mess if you let him use your cute little ass... you know how much I love filling you with my seed."
Marcus rolled his eyes as he continued preparing his lunch. "Mom's about to get home and you still haven't mowed the backyard lawn... and you know she's going to be mad if you waste time fucking me again," he muttered, slightly annoyed. "Last time she grounded me when we fucked in the bathroom, when you were the one who insisted and you were supposed to be washing the dishes instead."
Oh baby... She can't really keep grounding us forever, can she? And I bet you enjoyed being filled with my cum so much that it was totally worth the little punishment we got. Plus, hey, if you help me finish what I need to do outside and then let your daddy use your sweet ass again... maybe she'll understand and not be too mad this time." He walked closer to Marcus and gently ran a hand through his hair, looking into his eyes with an expression that was both loving and mischievous.
Marcus crossed his arms. "I'm not going to help you mow the lawn, that's your job," he said lightly. "...when you're done, you can use me."
"Deal," Dad replied with a knowing smirk before heading out the back door to tend to the lawn. After about an hour of working up a sweat in the hot sun, he returned to the kitchen, still naked, his cock looking even harder than before from all the blood rushing to it. "You know you want this as much as I do, Marcus," he whispered huskily while moving behind his son and running his hands up and down his back.
"So what's it gonna be?"
Marcus let out a sigh. "I can't believe you went out to mow the lawn naked..."
Well, I figured it was just going to be the two of us here... and if it gets me what I want even faster, then why not? Now come on, baby boy, do you really want to make your daddy wait any longer for that sweet tight ass of yours?
"Fine..." Marcus said reluctantly, pulling down his pants and boxers, exposing his bare bottom. "...but don't be so rough... you know I don't like it like this."
As Marcus presented his bottom to him, Dad couldn't help but chuckle softly before leaning in and kissing his son's neck. "Don't worry," he whispered into Marcus' ear while caressing the cheeks of his ass, "I'll be as gentle as you want me to."
He paused for a moment, enjoying the feel of their bare skin touching before adding with a wink, "After all, who better than your own daddy knows just how to make it good for you?" With that, he pressed his length against Marcus' opening and slowly began pushing inside.
"Ugh... fine..." Marcus grunted, closing his eyes as he felt his father's cock begin to fill him up again. "Just... go easy." He gripped the counter tightly with both hands, biting his lower lip.
While Dad continued to thrust in and out of Marcus, he took his time, making sure each movement was smooth and steady, occasionally varying the angle slightly to hit a particularly sensitive spot. "That's it... feel that? Your daddy knows how to make you feel good," he whispered against Marcus' ear, nibbling gently on the lobe. His hands roamed freely over Marcus' body, teasing and caressing his son as they shared this intimate moment.
"Yeah... uh huh..." Marcus moaned softly, his body tensing as he felt an orgasm building inside him. He gripped the counter even tighter, trying to steady himself as the pleasure overtook him. "D-don't stop... don't stop..."
As Marcus arched his back and cried out in pleasure, Dad felt his own orgasm building as well. With one last deep thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside his son, groaning loudly as he released his seed deep within him. His grip on Marcus' hips tightened and he held still for a moment, catching his breath before pulling out slowly.
"There... that was nice, wasn't it?" He asked with a warm smile, leaning down to kiss Marcus' forehead as he looked at him fondly. "I just want what's best for you, kiddo."