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There’s a reason people warn you that ‘sex complicates things’ and they most definitely are not wrong about that! But when the connection feels true and the more time you spend with that individual leads to more physical intimacy, it only feels right. When physical intimacy feels like the only right way to express how you feel…then it’s not really about the sex any more so much as the bond that you have established. If you are lucky, you will have developed a strong bond, like I have with my son, Zac. When you’ve spent as many years as he and I have together, you start to pick up on their day-to-day routines. I’ve become so well acquainted with how Zac’s mind operates that I feel as though I could anticipate his needs before he knew them himself. It was a surreal experience as a parent, but I also sort of took pride in it. It proves that I really do know a lot about him and have been an attentive father figure. For whatever reason, Zac has more recently accompanied me into the shower. I didn’t mind at all of course, we have seen each other naked more than enough times already and besides it was kind of cute to have my stepson genuinely want to seek out alone time with me. Even if that alone time was spent lathering each other up with suds. It has sort of become our safe space, where we knew it was just the two of us. Having won the disastrous custody battle against my no good ex-wife, I couldn’t be sure that we would have this kind of freedom to openly explore our closeness. Just one look at that adorable face of his, and I can read exactly when he needs that special kind of attention. When his eyes gave me the green light once again, I leaned forward and planted a firm kiss onto Zac’s pouty lips. His hands were on my cock in an instant. As I slid my tongue into his mouth, the boy pulled on the skin of my erection. Being fully naked allowed us the opportunity to admire each other’s bodies, something my son was particularly fond of. Knowing that I was the man that he sexually desired had inflated more than just my ego, as he planted kisses all over my muscular frame and slowly circled his way back down my chest towards my rock hard member. One thing about Zac is that he is always doing his very best to take as many inches of my thick shaft down his throat as he can, every time. I couldn’t help but encourage him with a small, sloppy peck before watching him gaze up at me as he crawled back down to take even more of his daddy’s cock. Even when he was gagging on it. I think it’s safe to say my own son gives the best blowjobs I’ve ever had. I want to return the favor of course, so the moment his smooth bubble butt was on all fours in front of me, I dug my face right in. Like Zac had been kissing my chest earlier, I too began to shower his backdoor with tender smooches. I lost count of how many times I saw my son’s eyes roll into the back of his skull, with my tongue painting the walls of his tight hole. And the way his pucker kissed my digits as I fed his ass something harder than my tongue had my big cock throbbing with anticipation. Why shouldn’t I expect my son’s other hole to be just as hungry for my cock as his mouth was. I’m a bit shocked at how good Zac is at surrendering to my thickness, he moans my praises as I thrust into him slow and steady. Savoring the pleasure of my huge hard-on stretching that tight backdoor, inch by inch. My big cock, his tiny hole and a whole new appreciation for the bond I have with the most important man in my life. After all, this was only the beginning of our new life together, just the two of us.

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