Understood?””Yes, sir.” I told him, as I pushed all my empty bags under the couch and set the folding clothes under the coffee table.”I also hope you ate, because I don’t have the time to feed you right now.” he told me, and stood up.”I did.””Good. No mind altering substances, or your ass is getting a spanking and you’ll be grounded for two months.””I’m way ahead of you.” I told him, as I unpacked all my tops, bottom, socks, hats, and underwear.”Rule three. Gay sex Dad! My tongue explored more and more of his pectoral until it was done slowly lapping up the nipple and got to the whipped cream that was slowly dripping down my own father’s chest. His skin felt amazing and silky smooth against my fingers, and his chest was hairless, muscular, and warm against my lips. He didn’t have as many muscles, but still had his six pack and pectorals. Then my eyes wandered over to the couch, which was looking like it would be as cold as an ice cube, then to my dad, who was almost at his room, where he would be sleeping in a warm place.
