?Yeah.? He answers his dad. ??and I was ?going commando? too.?

?Maybe his dad is right.? He thinks to himself as he continues with his intense fondling of his fiery red cock.

The helmet of the man?s cock weaves a picture of no recognition as the father?s cum streaks itself through the watery haze.

?I am fully grown now, Father.? He says in a heated rebuttal to his father?s words.

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?Stoke it, boy! Stroke it! Stroke that beautiful cock!? His father demands as his own cock draws on the wet interior of the glass enclosure shower. ?Pound it harder, boy! Pound it harder!?

?I?m am nearly 6 foot 2 inches tall, dad. I weigh 210 lbs. I think, dad. At least I was the last time we were weighed at football practice.? The son says. ?Much bigger than you, I should say.?

?My hard-on. Somewhat. But I have them all the time. You know that. You?ve made enough comments about me sportin? boners in the morning when you see them at breakfast.?

?What?huh?what, dad?? He asks, puzzled by the question from his dad. As his cock is mere inches from his dad?s face.