Show Me, Daddy|Bobby&Bobby
He had known it for two weeks now. One day, Bobby came home earlier just to see his son on his knees and his best friend, David, giving him cock. Bobby looked so hungry. His own son, his oldest, the one that had got his own name. Strangely enough, Bobby was so turned on that he jerked off to it several times. He wasn’t expecting it to come like this, but Bobby came to him to ask about it. Robert paused the TV and looked at his son. “Do you mean... with a girl, son?” He pretended not to know, he wanted to see where that talk would lead them.
Bobby sat on the couch beside his father, mostly ignoring the question, “We’ve done some kissing and mouth stuff, but I’m worried about not being experienced enough. What if I mess up?” He looked up at his father with pleading eyes, “Were you nervous your first time?” Bobby very carefully avoided pronouns.
