After a big game or when we got some extended dad-son time, I generally got to pick. Gay porn Dad paused a second and arched his eyebrow. But when Dad was coming off of a night shift, I liked to indulge him.”Hard to choose,” he said. yeah, it does.”I felt him up too. Always have.”He grunted. If Dad hadn’t suggested the flip fuck, I would have been stroking my tool already. Already he was unbuttoning and untucking his uniform shirt, the kevlar vest making his barrel chest even more pronounced beneath.”Hey Dad,” I said. “Pretty please, Nolan,” he asked. I wanted to give him this. Mom knew, my little brothers knew and even if no one talked about it, there was a strange acceptance. It all felt too good. We’d done that once, and the memory still got me going.”You’re always horny, stud. Probably both. My father wasn’t overweight but he had some love handles on his otherwise hard, regulation-fit body.
