Feel son's cock(reddit)
From Create Your Own Story
It seems right. A father and his son, long lost and finally reunited. Don falls to his knees and approaches his face to his own son's bulge. He can clearly see the outline of his half-erect cock through the running shorts. It seems thick with a nice mushroom-like head.
Don can barely think. His son's after-workout musk pierces his sense of smell, erasing any last shred of self-control that existed in this dream. Don rubs his face on his son's crotch, feeling Michael's treasure trail on his forehead and the movements of his kid's cock and balls as he nudges and prods. Michael grows firmer with each caress from his father while slight moans and syllables escape from his mouth. Before long Don is licking the shorts, tasting any stain of workout sweat and marveling at his son's musk.
When Don feels his son's thick cock fully erect, he grabs Michael's hips and pulls his shorts enough to expose his dick and balls. The sight surprises him and sends a wave of warmth through his body; yes, Michael is thick, very much so, and so is the dripping circumsized mushroom head. Not especially long, but in no way below average.
Don wastes no time and laps at Michael's plentiful balls, taking special care into tasting the salty area below them. While massaging, first the left, then the right, he hears his dear son's precious moans and feels accomplished, in the right place in the world.
When Don's gotten enough of the taste, he goes to Michael's dick. He savors the full, thick mask, licking from the base to the tip, collecting the falling drops of salty pre cum. He takes a moment to feel the large mushroom head, takes it into his mouth and, taking care with the teeth, savors it with a rough, anxious tongue. Don jerks his son's cock, coaxing some more plentiful drops of pre. During that, Don jerks his own cock with his other hand, collecting some more thick drops and rubbing them on his dear kid's shaft.
Michael places his hand on his father's head and slowly forces him down. Don gazes upward and sees the Don's eyes slightly open. Once more a wave of heat spreads through Don. "This is heaven," he thinks. "This is where I belong."
Without touching himself, merely by marveling at the thought of being his son's cock slave, Don cums. The dream slowly starts unraveling; in no time he no longer sees the couch in which Michael was sleeping. The non-descript walls fade, and so does the floor.
The last think Don feels before waking up is Michael's balls contracting and his son's thick cum overflowing his mouth.
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