Blackmailing Dad
Blackmailing Dad
Short Story
Dyson Porter
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Max came home for Spring Break instead of heading to the beach. Unfortunately, his mom’s away on business and only his homophobic dad is home. Fortunately, his dad has his dick in a lady who’s not Mom. Time for some blackmail.
Excerpt
“Actually, Dad, I think we can probably work something out.”
His eyes narrowed and his dark chest flushed red. “What are you talking about?”
I straightened in the chair, taking a second to enjoy the coarseness of the outdoor-fabric on my naked ass.
“The way I see it, there must be something about you that my mother likes. It can’t be that you’re successful since you don’t work. It’s sure as fuck not your personality because that’s shit. You look good enough, but not spectacular.” I lied about that part. He was fucking gorgeous. But of the three things I listed, that was the one that seemed to piss him off.
“So, I figure there’s really only one other thing it could be.” I pointed to his pants.
He looked down, trying to figure out what I meant, then looked back up with his jaw clenched.
“You can’t be fucking serious?”
James, unable to keep his calm facade up any longer, sat up in his chair and focused his entire attention to Dad. His cock had gotten harder as Dad and I had talked and now arched toward his defined stomach.
“As you can see, Dad,” I said, pointing to the massive piece of meat resting against James’ abdomen. “I’m quite serious. Or, we’re quite serious.” As if to emphasize the point, my cock twitched noticeably.
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