Excerpt:
Dad was wearing his bathrobe—barely. He’d lifted his arms in his sleep and the folds of the robe had pulled away from his body. He was uncovered from his chest to his feet.
Billy leaned in close and studied his body in great detail. It was the first time he’d had a chance to do this. At least, from such close range. His heart slammed in his chest as he looked at Daddy’s fat cock, lying soft but thick and long across his big balls. He studied the fine, slightly curly, pubic hair. His thighs were muscular and had a fine brush of the soft brown hair. He couldn’t wait until his thin body looked as manly as his dad’s.
Dad’s left nipple was exposed, and Billy wondered what it would be like to lean down and kiss it. Or maybe lick it.
He ran his fingers over his own hard prick as he trailed Dad’s body with his eyes back to his crotch. He leaned down between Dad’s slightly spread thighs and put his nose up to the man’s hairy balls. He sniffed. Mostly soap and water, but there was still something masculine. His father always smelled masculine and nice.
He looked up at his dad’s face. He was sleeping deeply, and it was almost impossible to wake him up when he was drunk. That’s why he decided to stick just the tip of his tongue out and taste the incredible cock again.
He ran his tongue lightly over the head, and licked back and forth on the little hole at the tip. The big piece of meat jumped and slowly began to swell. It lifted itself off the sac of balls and rose into the air.
Billy darted out his tongue again and licked the balls. The hair tickled his lips. The balls tasted warm and delicious.
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