The Safeword is 'Papa' (ch.3)

Rain hammered the sheet metal roof of my van. I could not sleep, and after three glass bottles of Starbucks® vanilla-flavored Frappuccino® chugged in rapid succession I had become a living conduit of impotence and pent-up homosexual rage. I wanted...

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D's Get Degrees

The daddy-son roleplay was tickling a weakness in him, a need that was far more than merely physical. his arousal skyrocketed. he nodded enthusiastically, squirming slightly as norman inserted a second finger.

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Pirates of the Caribbean: Ch. 1: Heart of ice

Asked summer grinning knowing the wolf loved the father/son roleplay. “mmmmmmmm you are daddy” troy moaned out "good," said summer grinning, "and who's daddy's pup?" “i am!” troy whimpers "good. and who does this wolf ass belong to?"

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