βShit, son. What are you doing here?β
βI come here every Thursday for βJockstrap Night.β But β¦ Why are you here, Dad? I thought you said you were working late tonight.β
βYeah β¦ that was just a cover. You canβt tell your mother you saw me here.β
βI guess that can be arranged.β
βYeah. How βbout I donβt tell Mom you were here, if you fuck me with that big cock in the back room?β
βDamn, son. You seriously want my cock?β
βYeah, Dad. Do you know how much daddy dick Iβve taken in college, just thinking about having your big cock inside me?β
βFuck, thatβs hot. Iβm game. But that back room is crazy. There are at least forty guys back there who are gonna want to tap your hole once they see me plugging you.β
βDad β¦ Why the fuck do you think I come here every Thursday night?β
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.