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I’m used to getting obscene looks… I’m not bragging, it’s just a fact! Most of my life people have desired to fuck me or get poked by me, and I’ve just become used to it. I take care of myself, I exercise, and I introduce myself well. I can’t say I don’t work for it, but I’ll never leave behind when I started getting those looks from an sudden source; my baby boy, Ian.I think most studs get bigger up idolizing their old man, but I could tell there was something more to it that just harmless admiration. I would catch him seeing me at the pool or the beach, coming back from the gym, and periodically even stepping out of the shower. I always encouraged his curiosity, but as time went by, I knew he was commencing to have more sexual thoughts.At first-ever I ...At first-ever I didn’t know what to do. Honestly, it felt like the finest compliment in the world to be seen as desirable by him. You get elder and the obscene looks still happen, sure… But to him, I always stood strong, tall, and handsome. What astonished me the most was when I started to get revved on by him as well! Time went on and I could watch a bit of that undeniable handsomeness that I always carried. lovely face, nice body, even a sizeable cock! He was a true chip off the old block.Eventually, it was me slinking glances. After the fifth or sixth time I caught myself fapping to Ian, I went online to attempt and get a treat on what to do. I read uncountable stories, uncertain of what was real, but always tempted by what I would find. Tumblrs, Handjob Magazine, Nifty…It was then that I came throughout the prohibited Boy Hotel. I attempted to find reviews on it, expecting to get a sense of what it was. It seemed so exclusive and private, anyone who went never seemed to chat about it. My curiosity was piqued. I didn’t tell Ian what it was, but it didn’t matter. He was excited for a weekend away. We used to go camping years ago, but it was rigid to find 1 on 1 time inbetween work and school. At the very least, it would give us some time to bond and relax… But deep down, I hoped this would bring us even closer together.When we arrived, the place was beautiful and quiet. lodging in, I read over the welcome packet carefully. With Ian by my side, I attempted to have fun it peaceful and cool. I acted as if I was just reading the hotel’s itinerary, when in fact, I was being given careful guidance on how to ultimately make enjoy to my boy…Step one was easy. We had to get in the locker guest room and change. I’d done this with Ian uncountable times! We headed to the smallish guest room and started to disrobe, exchanging our clothes for the jockstraps and bathrobes we had been provided. It was a taut space so I helped Ian out of his clothes. As I did, I got a close view at his athletic body.
As I helped him, my arms lingered on his butt-cheeks and fearlessly made their way to his crotch. He seemed entirely supreme with it… Even happy! As I put his jock on, I witnessed he was starting to get aroused! I proceeded to switch next to him, undressing down and dressing in my own jockstrap. My sausage dangled inbetween my legs, merely a sole or so from Ian. His eyes locked on it, closer to him in that moment than most likely at any other time in his life. I could watch his eyes expand and I knew I made the right call.Once in bed, I continued to read the directives provided, curious what I could view forth to. When Ian came into couch with me, it was like a fantasy come true! My heart pounded as it pumped everything to my cock, making it fall out of my underwear. Ian did not miss this for a second, seeing it just a few inches from his mouth. I could sense his torrid breath on it as he contemplated his next move. I didn’t want to do anything or say anything, afraid that the moment might pass and I’d miss the opportunity to indeed unite with my boy…Suddenly, he moved his gullet down and pressed his tender lips to the head of my cock, getting his first-ever taste of his old man. I must have grown an additional inch just from the contact, excited by my boy’s enthusiasm and bravery. I couldn’t be more proud… Or more revved on!I confess, I have a substantial package and I was worried it might be too much for him, but damn, if my boy didn’t take it like a pro! I observed with pride as he drank me down again and again, reveling the taste of his old stud in his mouth.After a few minutes, the moment came to me in total realization… Here I was, getting throated by my baby boy, caressing his tight, donk slot with my fingers, and dribbling precum down his throat! I was going to make enjoy to my boy, and I couldn’t be happier...
I’m used to getting obscene looks… I’m not bragging, it’s just a fact! Most of my life people have desired to fuck me or get poked by me, and I’ve just become used to it. I take care of myself, I exercise, and I introduce myself well. I can’t say I don’t work for it, but I’ll never leave behind when I started getting those looks from an sudden source; my baby boy, Ian.I think most studs get bigger up idolizing their old man, but I could tell there was something more to it that just harmless admiration. I would catch him seeing me at the pool or the beach, coming back from the gym, and periodically even stepping out of the shower. I always encouraged his curiosity, but as time went by, I knew he was commencing to have more sexual thoughts.At first-ever I ...At first-ever I didn’t know what to do. Honestly, it felt like the finest compliment in the world to be seen as desirable by him. You get elder and the obscene looks still happen, sure… But to him, I always stood strong, tall, and handsome. What astonished me the most was when I started to get revved on by him as well! Time went on and I could watch a bit of that undeniable handsomeness that I always carried. lovely face, nice body, even a sizeable cock! He was a true chip off the old block.Eventually, it was me slinking glances. After the fifth or sixth time I caught myself fapping to Ian, I went online to attempt and get a treat on what to do. I read uncountable stories, uncertain of what was real, but always tempted by what I would find. Tumblrs, Handjob Magazine, Nifty…It was then that I came throughout the prohibited Boy Hotel. I attempted to find reviews on it, expecting to get a sense of what it was. It seemed so exclusive and private, anyone who went never seemed to chat about it. My curiosity was piqued. I didn’t tell Ian what it was, but it didn’t matter. He was excited for a weekend away. We used to go camping years ago, but it was rigid to find 1 on 1 time inbetween work and school. At the very least, it would give us some time to bond and relax… But deep down, I hoped this would bring us even closer together.When we arrived, the place was beautiful and quiet. lodging in, I read over the welcome packet carefully. With Ian by my side, I attempted to have fun it peaceful and cool. I acted as if I was just reading the hotel’s itinerary, when in fact, I was being given careful guidance on how to ultimately make enjoy to my boy…Step one was easy. We had to get in the locker guest room and change. I’d done this with Ian uncountable times! We headed to the smallish guest room and started to disrobe, exchanging our clothes for the jockstraps and bathrobes we had been provided. It was a taut space so I helped Ian out of his clothes. As I did, I got a close view at his athletic body.
As I helped him, my arms lingered on his butt-cheeks and fearlessly made their way to his crotch. He seemed entirely supreme with it… Even happy! As I put his jock on, I witnessed he was starting to get aroused! I proceeded to switch next to him, undressing down and dressing in my own jockstrap. My sausage dangled inbetween my legs, merely a sole or so from Ian. His eyes locked on it, closer to him in that moment than most likely at any other time in his life. I could watch his eyes expand and I knew I made the right call.Once in bed, I continued to read the directives provided, curious what I could view forth to. When Ian came into couch with me, it was like a fantasy come true! My heart pounded as it pumped everything to my cock, making it fall out of my underwear. Ian did not miss this for a second, seeing it just a few inches from his mouth. I could sense his torrid breath on it as he contemplated his next move. I didn’t want to do anything or say anything, afraid that the moment might pass and I’d miss the opportunity to indeed unite with my boy…Suddenly, he moved his gullet down and pressed his tender lips to the head of my cock, getting his first-ever taste of his old man. I must have grown an additional inch just from the contact, excited by my boy’s enthusiasm and bravery. I couldn’t be more proud… Or more revved on!I confess, I have a substantial package and I was worried it might be too much for him, but damn, if my boy didn’t take it like a pro! I observed with pride as he drank me down again and again, reveling the taste of his old stud in his mouth.After a few minutes, the moment came to me in total realization… Here I was, getting throated by my baby boy, caressing his tight, donk slot with my fingers, and dribbling precum down his throat! I was going to make enjoy to my boy, and I couldn’t be happier...
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